Around the central square of Chudu, tens of thousands of people were shouting and shouting, which was earth-shaking. Descendants of the two holy lands of good and evil appeared on the square one after another. A melee between the top young and strong men was about to take place, and tens of thousands of spectators were excited.
One of the six ancient evil paths, the path of lust, has two of its most outstanding successors in this generation. Nangong Yin and Nangong Xian'er, a brother and sister, are both dressed in white. The elder brother is as handsome as jade, a peerless handsome man, and the younger sister is as charming as any other.
It's enough to cause chaos in the world. The two brothers and sisters' peerless grace as their white clothes fluttered, making everyone fascinated.
Standing side by side with the two of them is Qi Teng, the successor of the Jueqing Tao. This evil holy land has gradually declined in the past hundred years, but no one dares to despise this sect. The Jueqing Curse, which was listed among the treasures of heavenly power, shook the world at that time and was powerful.
, no one will forget the ruthless demon king who was once invincible in the world. As long as the ruthless curse is not lost, no one will ever dare to underestimate this one.
The essence of the Heartless Curse is to cut off seven emotions and extinguish six desires. Qi Teng, as an outstanding rising master who has achieved the first time in a hundred years, his face is as cold as the eternal ice, and his whole person seems to have wiped out all the emotions in the world.
Cold as ice.
Facing the three descendants of the evil Holy Land are three outstanding masters of the Righteous Holy Land.
Meng Ke'er's white clothes are fluttering, like a fairy descending from the sky. She exudes a faint holy aura, which is completely opposite to the temperament of Nangong Xian'er opposite. The two women are both stunning in the world, and the two extreme temperaments reflect the two sides.
A different state of beauty.
On the left side of Meng Ke'er is a young monk. His light gray monk's robe can hardly hide his aloof appearance. This man is Xuanzang, the most outstanding contemporary disciple of Xiaolin Temple. Although he is a young monk, he has a dark complexion between his eyebrows.
He exudes wisdom, like a master of Taoism.
To the right of Meng Ke'er is a handsome young man, whose handsome figure is reflected in purple clothes. Purple flowers are faintly flowing on his body, and it is obvious at a glance that his mysterious skills are extremely profound. This person is from the Zixiao Palace, the Holy Land of Righteous Path.
Wang Hui, the most outstanding successor of the contemporary era, is noble in purple. Purple clothes and purple aura make him look indescribably noble, and he seems to exude a royal aura.
The distance between the successors of the Holy Land of good and evil is ten feet, and the six masters are divided into two sides, standing opposite each other. On the surface, it looks very calm, but undercurrents are surging. Within ten feet, a terrifying invisible force field has been formed. This space
It has been completely imprisoned. If anyone who does not know the truth breaks in, they will be crushed to pieces by the powerful force field in an instant.
Surrounding the six people were dozens of warriors from a distance. These people were obviously disciples from both good and evil places. They were all holding swords and facing each other.
The central square was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.
The tens of thousands of cultivators outside the venue gradually became quiet and stopped shouting and shouting. For a while, the huge central square became extremely quiet.
High in the sky, the Little Demon King Huntian was surrounded by more than a dozen magicians. After being severely injured by Chen Nan, he spent his life energy to activate the blood sword to escape. At this moment, he was extremely weak.
However, Little Demon King Huntian deserves to be regarded as the top young master in the Eastern Continent, and he did not show any signs of panic even though he was being stared at by many masters.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He exposed his white teeth and sneered at a dozen magicians. Then he calmly took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, unplugged the cork, and poured out all the pills inside.
Entered the mouth.
The little devil Huntian slowly closed his eyes, seemingly not caring about the powerful enemies around him at all. A cruel smile burst out from the corner of his mouth, and his long blood-red hair moved automatically without wind. His tall body looked like a god or a demon,
It exuded an intimidating aura.
A dozen magicians seemed to be waiting for orders from the ground and did not take action immediately. However, everyone occupied a favorable spatial position and was ready to take action at any time.
At this moment, Chen Nan was probably the only one in the field who felt confident. After being nourished by a drop of the divine dragon's blood, he had completely recovered. He was holding the Fangtian Painted Halberd and stood on the back of the Purple Gold Divine Dragon, looking around coldly.
The eight magicians who surrounded him all involuntarily flew back several feet after looking into his eyes. They felt a tremor coming from their souls and sensed the terrifying murderous aura.
Chen Nan saw all this in his eyes, and a faint smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth. He waved his right palm to cut off a small piece of his sleeve, then pinched a corner and shook it hard. The palm-sized piece of cloth seemed to be killing him.
Like a flywheel, it made a terrifying whistling sound, created waves of terrifying fluctuations, and flew downwards as fast as lightning. In an instant, it rushed into the force field formed by Nangong Xianer and other six young masters.
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Although it is only a small piece of cloth, it contains the powerful power of a quasi-peerless master. After hitting the huge force field, there was a loud noise and a terrifying energy storm. Of course, the cloth was also
In an instant it was shattered into pieces.
The calm atmosphere that originally seemed on the surface was broken. Six young masters rushed towards their opponents as fast as lightning. Six figures turned into six rays of light and shadow and struck each other in the field. A loud sound was heard in the field, and sword auras soared into the sky.
As he stood up, a dazzling light enveloped the center of the field, and his unparalleled energy spread in all directions.
The delicate balance was broken. Six top masters in the field fought together. The warriors surrounding them quickly retreated. The tens of thousands of people watching the battle around the central square immediately started shouting. Tens of thousands of people shouted at the same time, and the sound was shocking.
Heaven and earth, the entire imperial capital seemed to be trembling.
At the same time, more than a dozen magicians who besieged the Little Demon King Huntian took action at the same time. The gorgeous magic bloomed like fireworks in the air, and the sky was filled with light. It was obviously a ferocious magic attack, but it seemed extremely magnificent at the moment.
There seemed to be long rainbows flashing high in the sky.
The ten-foot-long blazing flames, the violent lightning that shreds the void, the dazzling huge ice spear...
The little demon king Huntian stood firm and showed a cruel smile, and the martial arts body moved accordingly. He disappeared from everyone's eyes with a swipe, dodged the magic attacks all over the sky, and then dodged a few times and rushed to the scene quickly.
On the edge of the encirclement, a magician suddenly appeared beside him, and his right hand instantly broke the magician's neck.
All the magicians were horrified. They didn't expect that Xiang Tian, who had just suffered a serious injury, could be so brave and quickly rushed out of the encirclement. Chen Nan in the distance also showed a look of astonishment. The performance of the Little Demon King Hun Tian was really beyond his expectation.
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Xiang Tian, who was originally weak, was now alive and well, as if he had completely recovered his strength. Obviously he could retreat calmly, but he did not leave just like that. Instead, he laughed ferociously. He quickly used his martial arts skills to look like a ghost in the air.
He usually kept changing directions. The magicians' attacks did not cause any damage to him. On the contrary, he had broken the necks of three magicians in an instant.
"Damn it, this guy actually recovered. What holy medicine did he take just now? It's so magical! I'm afraid this guy won't die today!" Chen Nan cursed in a low voice.
At this time, the eight magicians who originally besieged Chen Nan saw Xiang Tian showing his ferocious power. They immediately abandoned Chen Nan and rushed towards him. The other magicians also immediately adjusted their positions and once again surrounded Xiang Tian in the center.
, the fierce magic attack instantly overwhelmed Xiang Tian.
The little devil Huntian rushed left and right, constantly changing directions. More than twenty magicians did not dare to approach him anymore, and only carried out long-range attacks. Although the power was no longer as fierce as before, it effectively avoided Xiang Tian's attack.
sneak attack.
Although Xiang Tian's martial arts skills are extremely miraculous, they cannot move too long distances. Every time he changes directions, the magicians will madly release magic to attack him, not giving him a chance to get close.
, dazzling magical energy is raging everywhere.
The cold light in Chen Nan's eyes flashed again and again. He knew that the little devil Hun Tian had really recovered and was able to escape from here, but he didn't want to leave. He also knew that the people in the dark desperately wanted to kill Xiang Tian, otherwise they would surround him.
It is impossible for the eight magicians to retreat just like that. Xiang Tian, who has a strong background, is more taboo to some people than he, a lone traveler without any power!
The Purple Gold Dragon is a thousand-year-old dough stick, and it has seen the subtleties clearly. It shook its head and said: "Did you see? Your defeated general is more taboo to some people than you. This is a disguised discrimination against you! Ouch!
Woo...wahahaha..."
Chen Nan was silent and thought secretly, feeling that these so-called holy places were really powerful. They were obviously Eastern cultivation systems, but they had recruited so many Western magicians, which made him wary.
On the ground, Meng Keer and Nangong Xianer regarded each other as their biggest enemy as soon as they met. After the war started, they rushed towards each other without hesitation.
Both of them are dressed in white, and both have an alluring look, but one is extremely holy, like the Nine Heavens Fairy, and the other confuses all living beings, like the Prodigy Witch, two stunning beauties, two completely different temperaments.
The white clothes are fluttering, the beauty is stunning, the movements of the women in the two holy places of good and evil are extremely graceful, but they contain infinite murderous intent. The lotus petals are flying, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, the two beauties of national beauty are flying and dancing, attracting the eyes of many practitioners outside the venue.
Firmly attracted.
However, no one knew that the two beauties of heaven secretly talked with each other using their supreme sound skills while fighting, and in the end they seemed to have reached some kind of consensus.