Between heaven and earth, a wisp of blood suddenly filled the air.
The entire Immortal Xuan Peak suddenly fell into a state of depression.
Everyone looked at the fist that penetrated Shangguan Yue's back, with a strong sense of fear in their eyes.
"Gulu."
Especially the genius of the human race who was so excited just now and expected to shine today swallowed hard and his face was already completely pale.
Just, dead?
A punch?
Shangguan Yue was originally a leader of the Immortal Xuan Sect, and was even famous in the land of southern Xinjiang. He was the one who had great hopes in this Tianchi battle.
But now, he was so easily killed by a Hai Clan genius with one punch!
Gan!!
Suddenly, the remaining eight disciples felt a cool air rising from the soles of their feet, and in an instant they reached the position of Tianling Gai.
Oops!!
It seems like it feels cold!
"Ants."
Xiangba slowly withdrew his fist, kicked Shangguan Yue's body off the platform, and gave the prodigies of the human race a provocative look.
"Haha, young man, you are so angry! Didn't I say you are not allowed to kill indiscriminately?"
Shark Yun smiled sinisterly and waved his hand towards the person beside him, "You go ahead."
"Yes! Elder!"
Another prodigy from the sea race appeared on the stage, his scales shining with dazzling luster.
Even his face was covered with white scales, which looked quite strange.
In his hand, a three-pronged black halberd flashed with cold light, shocking everyone.
At this time, the remaining eight disciples all lowered their heads or turned to look into the sky, as if they were deep in thought or had something on their mind, but no one dared to come up to the stage to challenge.
Seeing this scene, Helianshan's expression became increasingly gloomy, and a mouthful of blood almost spilled from his mouth.
And Feng Ruge, who was originally anxious to perform on stage, was a little hesitant at this time.
Originally, she planned to feign defeat and be defeated.
But judging from the intentions of these people from the Sea Tribe, they might die if they lose.
This kind of competition involves the dignity of the two races. It seems inappropriate to surrender, right?
Chen Qingshan ran away. I am now the number one suspect of colluding with the Demon Cult. If I turn to the enemy again, I am afraid that even if I am lucky enough to survive, I will be killed by the old sect master, right?
Therefore, Feng Ruge decided that she... would fight the weakest genius among the sea tribe.
After all, the bigger the monster clan is, the stronger it is!
"Oh? Immortal Xuanzong... no one dares to challenge? Hahahahaha! I said it, Master Helian, cancel the competition and directly give these ten people to the Sea Clan, which also saves everyone's time."
Shark Yun sneered, his expression filled with contempt.
"Hmph! Elder Sharkyun is too conceited."
To be honest, Helianshan felt a little embarrassed in his heart at this time.
We don’t dare to ask what the Holy Son did, and we don’t dare to care.
But how come all these talented people from Southern Xinjiang in front of us are so sincere?
Isn't he...slapping him in the face in front of everyone?
"Ahem."
Helianshan coughed twice, and beside him, Xu Yunzi's eyes narrowed slightly and he turned to look at Feng Ruge.
"Ruge, you go ahead in this battle."
"I go!!"
Feng Ruge's pretty face was stunned, and there was a hint of disbelief in her beautiful eyes.
Old thing!!
Are you afraid that you don’t want to be this master anymore?
Are you so anxious to ask me to die?
Do you think it’s better for me or for you to ask me to fight a prodigy of the sea tribe who is a fourth-level god lord?
Farke!
In fact, Xu Yunzi felt miserable at this time.
That day the Demon Sect attacked the mountain, and hundreds of Xianxuan Sect disciples died.
More importantly, among the ten people who originally won the competition, there were four Xianxuan disciples.
But unfortunately, one of them ran away and the other died.
Feng Ruge and Shangguan Yue were left, and now the latter was also executed.
Except for Ling Xiao, among the eight disciples, Feng Ruge is the only one from the Immortal Sect.
In such an embarrassing situation, if you, a disciple of a leading sect in southern Xinjiang's righteous way, can't join, who will?
What is the leader of the righteous path?
Of course you have to take the lead and set an example, otherwise why would our holy religion ask you to be the leader of the righteous path!
"Master...Master?"
Feng Ruge looked a little hesitant, but Xu Yunzi glared at her fiercely, and instantly blocked her words.
"Isn't it okay if I go?"
In the end, Feng Ruge gritted her teeth and raised her feet to walk towards the fighting platform.
It's just that this step by step seems to be a little... bumpy?
Domain boundary, heavenly palace.
Lingxiao was sitting cross-legged, with demonic intent spreading all over his body, covering the sky.
At this time, there was a mysterious and mysterious wave of divine power on his body.
This kind of fluctuation does not seem to be emitted by him, but more like the power of an evil treasure.
"Buzz!"
At the same time, a buzzing sound resounded in the Lingxiao Soul Sea.
I saw that the ancient gold shrouded in demonic intent was finally refined into light under the fierce power of the demon blade and absorbed into the knife.
A wisp of extremely cold aura instantly filled the entire sea of souls. The Taichu Ancestral Talisman and the ancient Pangu Stone, the two great treasures of heaven and earth, simultaneously emitted a blinding celestial glow, completely suppressing the fierce power.
At this time, a strange golden line was seen on the ancient magic blade, turning into a line and running through the blade.
The majestic evil spirit soared into the sky, and it was actually mixed with an inexplicable...emotion?
Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and his mind sank into the demonic intention. The next moment, his eyes suddenly condensed.
At this moment, his figure seemed to appear in a strange space.
In front of you is a magnificent black hall.
There are not many carvings in the four directions of the main hall.
And in the direction in front of the hall, a tall figure stood with his hands behind his back.
In his hand, the ancient magic blade dropped to the ground, and there was a wisp of blood flowing along the blade to the ground.
"Buzz."
Four divine shadows descended from the sky, carrying a vast fluctuation that Ling Xiao could not understand at all.
The dazzling divine radiance illuminates the sky, and the endless Dao patterns evolve into formations, connecting all realms, and contain the meaning of destroying all worlds.
Can…
Facing the siege of four people, there was no trace of panic in the eyes of the demonic figure, but deep in his eyes, there seemed to be an indescribable sadness.
Then!!
At the moment when the four divine shadows arrived, the demonic shadow suddenly turned back and looked at Ling Xiao, "Watch it."
"Nine Heaven-Slaying Styles, Second Style, Evil God."
"boom!"
A wisp of black light seemed to have penetrated through eternity.
I saw four divine treasures falling in the hands of the four gods.
The heaven and earth evolve into all kinds of phenomena, including golden dragons soaring into the sky, fairy phoenixes crowing, divine towers rising and falling, and fairy mountains collapsing.
The void began to collapse, the sun and moon disappeared, and there was no more light in the world.
There was a faint evil shadow, which swept out with that sword, destroying eternity and suppressing all worlds.
"boom!!"
The world seemed to be unable to bear the power of this sword and instantly shattered.
But the four great shadows all retreated at this moment and appeared in the Land of Ten Thousand Miles.
"clang."
In the end, the five divine treasures collided with each other, like a bell ringing from the sky, shattering all illusions in front of them.
Ling Xiao opened his eyes blankly and looked at the ancient magic blade in his hand. His eyes were trembling, but there was an indescribable weirdness in his heart.