Yuyang secretly glanced at his sister, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. In the Ancient God Continent, innocence is naturally very good. No matter the wind blows, rain, or the human heart is full of ghosts, there are experts in the clan who can resist it.
But here is a battlefield, which is known as the most cruel battlefield. Thousands of races compete to fight and raise Gu as a god. At this moment, innocence and kindness are the most deadly traits!
For this reason, he tried his best to practice, just to be able to better protect his sister!
But even so, with 90,000 blood, he can't guarantee that he can be proud of the others.
Compared to the true talents of all races, there is still a huge gap!
At this moment, Yin Yang Pond is an opportunity, an opportunity to be stronger and better protect my sister!
The liquid of creation, even for him, is a huge improvement. Otherwise, it will not cause a desperate fight for three people with 90,000 qi and blood.
Yuyang raised his head and stared ahead. Feeling the increasingly intense movement, he narrowed his eyes and his excitement flashed away.
The fisherman and the fisherman benefit from the fight between the duck and the clam. No matter what the outcome is, it is the best opportunity for them!
The reason why we say mutual success is that both are indispensable.
Without Ye Chen, it would have been impossible for him to know about this opportunity, and if he hadn't come, Ye Chen would not have been qualified to participate, even if the other party was injured!
Of the 90,000 Qi and blood, which one is the simple one?
The moonlight was shining, and the four of them stood side by side, but only the girl kept her smile, while the other three all had solemn expressions.
"Brother Yu, when will we take action?" Liu Yang smiled brightly and spoke extremely modestly!
Yuyang nodded, watched for a while, frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and said softly: "No rush! It will take some time for the three of us to determine the winner. Now, the most urgent thing is to make sure there are no fishermen like us nearby!"
Regarding Liu Yang, Yuyang was not so cold when speaking. As for Ye Chen? Haha, it gets annoying when you see her. She hides her words behind the scenes. She is not a good person at first glance. I really don’t know why I can’t forget my sister?
Ye Chen naturally didn't know what Yuyang was thinking, but he still nodded in agreement with his previous words!
When a mantis stalks a cicada with an oriole behind it, it's naturally very good, but I'm afraid that if anything happens, I'll be an oriole too!
The Yin-Yang Pond is so precious that it can arouse competition among the geniuses of all races. This is beyond reproach.
Although due to geographical restrictions, only a very small number of people can discover this opportunity, it does not mean that there are no masters lurking in the dark!
Next, the four of them did not dare to delay, restrained their auras, and cautiously walked around the edge of the battlefield, secretly checking to see if anyone was hiding there.
At this moment, the battle in the valley is even more fierce!
The three of them were fighting constantly. Faced with the huge temptation of Yin Yang Pool, no one was willing to back down, and even used real fire, with a vague intention of not ending the fight.
Alliances and backstabs are constantly being staged. No one can guarantee that the other party will not suddenly join forces to target themselves. It can be described as truly thrilling. If you are not careful, you may be completely eliminated!
"Wrath!" At this moment, the white tiger roared suddenly, and for a moment, the sky and the earth, which were originally filled with silver light, were completely dark.
The king-shaped pattern on the white tiger's forehead suddenly glowed with light, and then pieces of black mist continued to form, and the figure inside was vaguely visible!
Working for the tiger, according to legend, the souls of those killed by the tiger were imprisoned, and eventually became ghosts, helping the evil spirits.
And this magical power is like this. People who died in the past are now reduced to war servants, extremely powerful!
"What, are you ready to fight for your life?" The white-haired man smiled coldly. Facing the White Tiger's magical power, he was naturally afraid, but he was not afraid at all. With 90,000 blood, who doesn't have his own trump card? It's just a magical power, even more so!
The next moment, the white-haired man's eyes flashed, and then he suddenly raised his halberd, and blood-red light penetrated the black mist.
"Heavenly Slash!" A blood-red halberd several feet in size slashed forward in an instant. It was extremely terrifying and seemed to carry the terrifying aura of destroying all things!
The black mist was billowing, and countless demons roared and bared their teeth and claws. It was very terrifying. Finally, with the roar of the white tiger, it rushed forward crazily. The number was terrifying, and they all had high combat power!
Boom boom boom!
The halberd's blood-red light was dazzling, and its power was even more domineering. Wherever it passed, the ghosts continued to dissipate and let out shrill screams, which was very terrifying!
Naturally, the white tiger was not surprised by this scene. Its snow-white wings vibrated suddenly, and then the huge figure disappeared instantly, and the tiger's claws suddenly moved towards the opponent's head.
Facing the white tiger's blow, the white-haired man showed a smile, and there was even a hint of ridicule in the corner of his mouth!
"Not good!" Bai Hu, who sensed something was wrong, immediately backed away, but it was still too late.
"Qingyue!" An ethereal voice sounded instantly, and then, a clear moon hung in the sky, and a hazy light shone down.
He looked ethereal and gentle, but at this moment, Bai Hu looked frightened, and his originally backward body became completely still!
Extremely fast to extremely quiet, very contradictory, but yet it happens like this!
"What a powerful restraining power!" The white-haired man couldn't help but shrink his pupils when he saw this scene, and he was very alert. The other party's magical power seemed gentle, but such a powerful restraining power was simply terrifying.
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Shocked, but how could the white-haired man let go of this opportunity? The halberd once again burst into blood-red light and suddenly struck the white tiger!
"No..." Bai Hu roared, his eyes full of fear, his energy and blood trembling, hoping to break free from Qingyue's shackles.
However, the attack was definitely not by one person, Qingluan also had cold eyes, his body suddenly moved forward, and his sharp claws pointed directly at the opponent's head!
Boom! Boom!
There were two huge roars in succession, followed by two figures flying backwards.
"Despicable!" Qingluan's breath was weak, half of his wings were cut off, and he was extremely miserable.
As for the white tiger, it wasn't much better. There were three bloody holes on his forehead that were deep enough to show bone. He was even more dying at this moment.
Faced with Qingluan's fatal blow, Baihu did not dodge after all, and his head was directly penetrated.
If he didn't have a strong body with 90,000 qi and blood, he might have died long ago, but even so, death is just a matter of time.
Bai Hu's eyes were dim, and he looked at Qingluan, who was also lying on the ground, with a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth. He had lost this time, but the other party was not much better!
In response to Qingluan's scolding, the white-haired man just smiled and didn't care. Despicable? It's just the anger of a loser!
As for why this is the case, it’s because he didn’t attack the white tiger at all!
"Haha, it seems that the final winner belongs to me after all. As for you, don't worry, the source of 90,000 qi and blood is so precious that it will not be wasted!" The white-haired man was wearing a silver armor, with a look on his face at this moment.
Even more proud.
With two sources of ninety thousand qi and blood, coupled with a place of creation like Yin Yang Pond, this kind of harvest is simply unimaginable. It can even be said that it takes no effort at all, just some injuries and consumption!
At this moment, he had even seen the scene of himself being promoted to the Divine Refining Realm with the Hundred Thousand Ultimate Realm. So, so what if the genius of all races, Tianfeng, the king of the Fairy Clan, was not afraid of a battle!
"One hundred thousand extreme realm, the legendary one hundred thousand extreme realm, I missed it before, but I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to realize it today! Hahaha..." The white-haired man laughed endlessly.
Qingluan fell in a pool of blood and looked at this scene angrily. If he hadn't been careless, the ending would never have been like this.
But this is the fact, so what can you do if you don't give in? If you lose one wing, your combat power will be greatly reduced, and you will not be an opponent at all!
"It seems that I am the winner this time. If that's the case, then you all go to hell!" The white-haired man smiled coldly, his arm shook slightly, and the halberd fell instantly, cutting off a tiger's head.
The white-haired man was indifferent to this bloody scene. He didn't even stop, his halberd was dripping with blood, and he walked forward slowly!
"Even if you die, I will definitely make you pay the price!" Qingluan struggled to get up, his originally ethereal voice now full of resentment.
In response, the white-haired man just smiled and said, "Pay the price? Do you think you are qualified to make me pay the price now?"
Qingluan screamed angrily, held back the severe pain, and used Qingyue again. Although it was successful and caused some injuries, facing the white-haired man who was already on guard, it could only be said to be insignificant!
The next moment, the halberd fell again, followed by a long and shrill cry that stopped abruptly!
"Yin Yang Pond, origin, haha, they are all mine!" Looking at the two origins that slowly condensed, at this moment, the white-haired man could no longer hold back the excitement in his heart, and his eyes were even more fiery!
Suddenly, the white-haired man suddenly turned around and looked behind him, his expression indescribably solemn!
"Impossible? Why is there still a strong man with 90,000 blood hidden? Absolutely impossible!"