This was a disproportionate fight. Although Yan Qing was tyrannical, she tried her best and failed to reveal her last trump card, but she couldn't even break through the blood armor defense of the residual image. It was just amazing. .
"This time, the Human Emperor's Mansion, Shura Mansion, and Jiuyou Mansion all produced incredible geniuses..."
On the scene, many people were discussing, most of them were happy, only those aliens had sad faces.
The strength of the human race is beyond all their expectations. This cowardly human race is not weak at all. On the contrary, each of the top ten this time is shockingly powerful.
"It seems that our human race is about to rise..."
Some people who think more broadly have bright eyes, and some people of the older generation have tears in their eyes.
With such a genius, the human race will definitely not settle for mediocrity and will definitely make a difference in the Hundred Tribes Continent.
The current human race is cowardly and is bullied everywhere. No matter where it is in terms of interests, it suffers all the losses. It does not dare to compete with those powerful races and can only accommodate and give in everywhere.
But now, with capital, it is natural to get it back and pay back these humiliations.
However, those races that are enemies of the human race will definitely not watch these people grow up, and they will definitely take action.
By then, the real turmoil will come, and it is very likely that an unprecedented war will break out.
This is almost inevitable.
However, no one was timid or wanted to escape. On the contrary, the people standing on this vast and endless plain were all high-spirited, passionate and wanted to fight.
When people live, they have to fight for their own dignity, even if it means losing their heads and blood, they will not hesitate.
…
At this time, on the ring, the afterimage was approaching step by step, with steady steps and unshakable figure. It was as if he had stepped out of the Asura Hell as a god, looking down at all things, ignoring everything, and towering over all living beings.
Yan Qing, on the other hand, could only retreat again and again, but there was still no fear on her little face. On the contrary, she was very calm, as if she had expected it. She avoided the afterimage, as if It was a bolt of shocking lightning, moving around in the ring, with dark clouds above her head, and electric arcs flickering. She was like a god of thunder, spreading clouds and spreading electricity.
"snort."
Seeing that Yan Qing had been avoiding his attacks, Afterimage couldn't help but snort, a flash of red light flashed in his eyes, and he uttered a mantra like a burning sound, "The sea of blood rises and falls."
"Wow, wow,..."
Suddenly, a sea of blood swept out with him as the center, like a wave, like a tsunami, sweeping up for nine days, ups and downs, and rushed in all directions like a river.
Yan Qing's reaction was also very strange. She did not choose to resist, but swam quickly. Above her head, there was a layer of dark clouds about one meter long and wide, and the electric arcs fell like a water curtain, sheltering her. Inside, the strange thing is that while she was wandering around, she never attacked once. It seemed as if she had given up and just wanted to delay time.
"What on earth did she do?"
Under the high platform, Feng Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, purple light shimmering in his pupils, and he carefully observed Yan Qing's walking route.
He believed that Yan Qing would not do useless work.
Sure enough, after some observation, Feng Hao saw that wherever Yan Qing walked, there would be arcs left...
These arcs seem to be scattered, as if they are just remnants, but strangely they are extremely tenacious. Even in the vast sea of blood, they have survived, and there even seems to be some kind of connection between them. The specific connection, if you look closely, shows an inexplicable pattern.
"this……"
Seeing the pattern hidden in the scattered arc, Feng Hao's eyes revealed a look of astonishment, as if he had guessed what Yan Qing wanted to do.
"Heavenly Thunder Killing God Formation, Ning."
In just a few breaths, Yan Qing walked again and stood in the middle of the ring. He suddenly stopped and did not run away. He even uttered some ancient and unfamiliar spells in his mouth.
"Buzz,..."
In an instant, a large, simple formation made of condensed arcs was formed, occupying almost half of the arena, and a destructive momentum roared across the arena, filling the entire arena.
"Rumble..."
In the blink of an eye, endless thunder struck down from the sky and covered the earth, submerging it. Even the sea of blood steaming with evil energy was broken into pieces by the endless thunder. Finally it becomes necessary.
And Yan Qing, standing in the middle of the formation, was like an ancient god, pointing in all directions. Following her thoughts, endless thunderstorms fell, destroying everything, just like the world-destroying thunder god.
"She can actually master a killing formation."
Seeing this scene, many people exclaimed and shouted that it was impossible.
Formation, to this day, is almost a lost thing. Now, even those who understand ordinary formations will be called masters by the world.
It can be seen how difficult this formation is to control.
However, the woman in front of him was only about twenty years old, but she controlled an ancient killing formation.
It can be seen how extraordinary her understanding is.
However, Feng Hao's slightly frowned brows under the high platform did not relax. On the contrary, the frown deepened.
Under the endless bombardment of thunder, although the afterimage was severely hit, and the blood-red armor on his body was also split into small cracks, it still did not shatter.
However, the huge impact also made him feel uncomfortable. His chest felt tight and he almost vomited blood. Even through the divine armor, he felt a bone-gnawing pain from thousands of insects, which made him frown.
"To actually control such a killing formation..."
A flash of surprise flashed in the afterimage's red eyes.
If he hadn't condensed the Shura Divine Armor in advance, he might have capsized in the ditch and fallen into this killing formation.
"Asura kills the world."
He spit out burning sounds, and a huge red sword condensed in his hand. It was filled with evil energy, and even the thunder falling around him was cut into two pieces as if they were lines.
This long red sword is shimmering and moving, with coldness and heat, just like a mixture of hell and heaven, making people lose their minds.
"cut."
He was wearing divine armor and holding the World-Destroying Divine Sword. He had red eyes and uttered cold words. The long sword in his hand fell down, drawing a stunning red line. Thousands of thunderstorms were cut by it, just like silk threads. It was fragile, and with a shocking evil intention, it fell on the silver-white formation lines.
"Chichi..."
It was just a slight stagnation. Under Yan Qing's shocked eyes, the lines of the formation were cut off. She vomited blood and the lightning all over her body dimmed.
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