As many strong men rushed into the Dark Ice Hell, the conflicts inside naturally became more and more intense.
From time to time, fierce cold wind swept out of the originally dead Dark Ice Hell.
This is not the wind in the Dark Ice Hell, but the air waves caused by many strong men taking action.
At first, everyone was able to go in, but now it's better. No one dares to go in without any strength, and the aftermath will kill them.
"What's going on inside?"
Everyone was full of curiosity.
Half a day later.
A bloody strong man rushed out.
"He's a strong man from the demon clan. Look, one of his arms has been cut off!"
Everyone exclaimed.
Then many strong men rushed out one after another, almost all of them covered in blood.
As these people came out, the news inside also spread.
"Yuan Futian has used ancient forbidden techniques and ancient sect holy weapons to gain a huge advantage in the battle for luck!"
"The golden celestial lion in the celestial lion holy land was killed, and its blood spilled on the ice!"
"Emperor Xiao took action and beat up a hidden ghost cultivator with one punch!"
News came out one after another, and everyone who heard it was stunned.
The monks of the Ancient Holy Beast Sect on the periphery were excited.
"Haha, the sect leader is mighty!"
"The luck pulse must belong to my ancient sect!"
They were full of pride, as if Yuan Futian would come out with luck in the next moment.
However, Yuan Futian did not wait, but two monks who had fled from Tiannan came.
Everyone present was startled.
"I remember... they are two monks guarding Tiannan..." "What are they doing here? Tiannan is completely occupied?"
Everyone was suspicious.
"Elder Wei Fu, why are you here?"
Some ancient monks shouted.
The holy beast elder Wei Fu ignored him and rushed into the Dark Ice Hell with a gloomy face.
Everyone looked at each other.
The same is true for the great saint guards of the Great Holy Sect.
They are here to help and report what happened in Tiannan.
And soon.
It is here that the news of Tiannan spread.
"What, the evil master is trying to turn the tide and retake Tiannan?"
"What do the strong men of the two holy sects do, and they were captured by an evil cultivator in Tiannan?"
"Is this evil lord so fierce?"
"The right path cannot be insulted. No matter how fierce you are, you are seeking death!"
Everyone was shocked and angry.
Originally, they thought that Su Xuan's idea of eliciting luck was extremely stupid, but now it seemed that they had greatly underestimated Su Xuan.
"The Southland...is even more chaotic!"
...deep in the Dark Ice Hell.
The terrifying roar echoed continuously.
According to ancient records, dragon veins were once born in the Dark Ice Hell.
However, the world's vicissitudes of life have long since dried up.
Nowadays, many people think it is a rumor.
However, after the luck vein enters this place, it directly merges into the exhausted dragon vein, which makes many strong men know that there was indeed a dragon vein here! And the luck vein is attached to the earth, stirring up the dark ice hell, and it is extremely difficult for many strong men to snatch it.
They were fighting each other, and they were constantly digging for luck! The one who occupied the most luck at the moment was Yuan Futian! These strong men had obviously reached an agreement, and on the premise of not destroying the luck, whoever got it would get it.
"Yuan Futian, you dare to kill my sacred beast of Tianshi Holy Land, this matter is not over!"
The old man with blond hair and golden beard shouted fiercely, his eyes full of anger.
"You just asked for it!"
Yuan Futian sneered: "And you, a mere Holy Land elder, dare to shout in front of me, you are seeking death!"
Yuan Futian was like a god and demon, with unparalleled fighting power when the blood of the three sacred beasts exploded. He punched out a wild ancient bear and shot into the sky, beating the elders of the Heavenly Lion Holy Land to retreat.
"boom!"
Emperor Xiao participated in it and smashed Yuan Futian's bloodline into a saint with a punch surrounded by Xuanhuang Qi.
"Emperor Xiao of the East...that is, I have obtained the inheritance of the Holy Lord Donghua, otherwise I will beat three of you with one person!"
Yuan Futian sneered, his aura was terrifying and overbearing.
Emperor Xiao said nothing, but kept looking at the deep veins.
This place is not just their battlefield! The strong men of the Great Holy Sect are on the other side, fighting with the demons and other evil cultivators.
Wu Chenfu's hands and feet were forever dark, so heavy that the evil spirit couldn't even lift its head.
However, one of the evil spirits was extremely terrifying, with a dark energy soaring into the sky, and was not much weaker than Wu Chenfu.
If it weren't for this mysterious strong man who was covered in blur and wearing an ancient ghost demon mask, all the evil spirits here would have been wiped out by Wu Chen! "There are only a few Donghuang ghost cultivators with such strength! Are you the Hades Emperor of the Hades tribe, or...
That old thing hidden by the Hades?"
Wu Chenfu looked at him coldly.
"You'll know it if you beat me!"
The strong man in the mask of the underworld made a hoarse voice, and raised his hand to transform into mountains and seas, but it was completely black, running counter to Su Xuan's mysterious mountains and seas.
Wu Chenfu's eyes flashed, and he really couldn't guess the origin of this person.
He looked behind him.
With the blessing of a group of powerful men from the Ancient Holy Beast Sect, Yuan Futian has gained greater and greater control over his fortunes.
"Yuan Futian is so ambitious that if he gets his luck, there will be trouble in the south! Unfortunately, our Great Holy Sect has to guard the invincible battle route and cannot seize it with all our strength..." Wu Chenfu was also helpless and could only watch Yuan Futian in action.
That's arrogant.
But just now.
Wu Chen felt something in his mind and saw the Great Holy Guard, Guard Fu and others rushing in from outside.
"What's going on..." He had a bad feeling.
And the next moment.
"Sect Master, there is an emergency..." Wei Fu shouted, and then transmitted the message into the secret.
The monks present were all stunned.
What urgent matter could be more urgent than fighting for luck?
But when he heard Wei Fu's voice, Yuan Futian, who was as powerful as a tiger, suddenly froze.
"What did you say?
The evil master kidnapped Tiannan and killed Ji Wuyuan?"
He asked word for word, full of murderous intent.
There was an uproar here.
...on a large mountain near the Dark Ice Hell in the South.
A figure stood with his hands behind his back, his body full of martial arts energy.
He is Wu Jingtian.
When Su Xuan and Wu Tianji fought... he was the one who forced Su Xuan to jump into Tianxian Wu Cliff! "I didn't expect that the little bastard who made a mistake and didn't kill him turned out to be a complete disaster for him."
His eyes were cold.
The fact that Su Xuan killed Wu Tianji made him very angry, and Su Xuan's rampage in recent years made him extremely unhappy! He wanted to kill Su Xuan many times, but he had no chance.
And now.
Su Xuan has clearly risen.
Being able to recapture Tiannan from the hands of the two holy sects, even if it is only a small part of the strength of the two holy sects, is extremely terrifying! Wu Jingtian is confident in himself, and even more confident that he can suppress Su Xuan in a one-on-one, but he also understands that he
It is impossible to go to Tiannan to kill Su Xuan alone.
"The climate has changed. When my eldest brother came to Tiannan, he was avoided by him. He is really lucky!"
Wu Jingtian snorted coldly.
"But if you dare to stay in Tiannan this time, our Martial Palace will destroy you!"
Wu Jingtian looked into the distance, the murderous intent in his eyes becoming more intense.
at the same time.
Wudian.
Towering mountains, magnificent palaces! Behind the holy gate of the Martial Palace is an ancient holy land that is even grander than the Demon Realm! It's like a whole new world, but it borders the Eastern Wasteland.
And the fact is that there are hundreds of millions of living beings here, and many living beings don’t know that there is an Eastern Wasteland outside.
They think that the Martial Hall is the only one! All living beings here respect the Martial Hall and are proud to join the Martial Hall! This...is a vast world of martial arts! Even if the Eastern Wasteland is not prosperous, this is still an extremely prosperous place for practice.
At this moment.
The most majestic and spectacular kingdom of the Martial Lord in the Martial Palace! This is where the top warriors from all branches of the Martial Palace gather.
The most sacred Hall of the Martial Lord in the Martial Palace was also built here. The Martial Lord has sat here for generations and has been oppressive for several eras! There is an ancient city far away from the Martial Lord Hall.
There is a lot of traffic and people coming and going.
Each of the monks is strong and powerful, obviously practicing martial arts.
Here...wherever the martial arts style is extremely prosperous.
At this moment a young man walked slowly by.
But even though he was extremely handsome, no one saw him.
A child fell down on the roadside and broke the wooden sword in his hand.
He pursed his lips and forced himself to cry.
The young man paused, knelt down, picked up the broken wooden sword and smiled slightly.
With just a touch of his hand, the wooden sword was restored.
The child opened his eyes wide and saw the young man.
The young man smiled slightly, touched the child's head, and then walked away.
The child looked at him with eyes full of longing.
And he... kept walking towards the Martial Lord Hall.
And as he continued to approach the Martial Lord Hall, someone also discovered him.
Those people were startled and then bowed hurriedly and deeply, with enthusiasm and admiration in their eyes.
The young man smiled warmly at everyone without a trace of impatience, which made people feel like they were in the spring breeze.
Some very old elders in the martial arts palace nodded with satisfaction when they saw it.
Everything the young man said and did made them absolutely satisfied.
"As expected of my senior martial brother, he will definitely be responsible for the rise and fall of my martial arts in the future..." they exclaimed.
for a long time.
The young man walked to the front of the Martial Lord Hall.
"Are you ready?"
A thick and steady voice came from inside.
"Master, I'm ready."
The young man bowed, his eyes bright.
There was silence in the Martial Lord's Hall for a while, and suddenly another voice came out: "Jian Beichen... has retaken Tiannan."
The young man was startled.
But before he could say anything, the voice from the Martial Lord's Palace sounded again: "I haven't seen him for so many years, and you should be curious about how he is now. Let's go to the Southland to meet him this time.
When I come back, I will pass on the position of the Lord of the Martial Palace to you."
The young man laughed dumbly, but was still polite and gentle as jade.
He said softly: "Indeed, I miss my junior brother very much after not seeing him for hundreds of years."
In the Martial Lord Hall, there is the lofty Martial Lord.
Outside the Martial Lord's Hall is the respected Senior Brother of the Martial Hall.
His name is Wu Chenkong.
In the Martial Palace, he is also known as the Son of God, the Body of a Half-Immortal, the Great Sage Warrior, and the Sword Martial Saint Cultivator!