The battlefield in the bloody continent is called Gray Blood Mountain. It was once an ancient battlefield, and not only many warriors died here.
There are tens of thousands of people on the broken mountain of Gray Blood Mountain.
These tens of thousands of people are all outstanding young heroes. They either have a prominent background or are strong enough and have achieved impressive feats. Otherwise, they are not qualified to come here to watch the battle. After all, the space in Gray Blood Mountain is limited.
Very.
Walking in the Gray Blood Mountain, young heroes from the Kaio Holy Land can be seen everywhere, and even the descendants of Tianzun are not uncommon.
These people are often in their fifties or sixties, but their cultivation has generally broken through the divine transformation stage, and they are moving towards the divine king. If they are older, they have often broken through the divine king realm, and they are the best in the divine king realm.
Although he does not have the capital to fight against the Holy Lord, at least he is already at the top of the divine monarch realm and is rarely matched by an opponent.
"Xing Chi is here!"
"What a crazy person!"
People turned around and saw a bald young man wearing a white linen monk's robe walking in the wind. He had a calm expression and held a Buddhist bead. Even though he knew that he was going to go through an extremely difficult battle today, he could still be calm.
"Xing Chi was born in Putuo Mountain and doesn't like to argue with others by nature. Unexpectedly, he would be forced to participate in such a duel."
"Yes, according to the temperament of the eminent monks of Mount Putuo, he will definitely not participate in this kind of duel, but it actually involves the glory of the human race. The Buddhist path is the Buddhist path of the human race, and the saints follow the demonic path. When Buddha and demon conflict,
Buddhism never compromises! What’s more, this duel was started by the Holy Clan in the first place. If we don’t stop, we will really think that there is no one in our human race!”
The duel in the bloody continent was first initiated by Black Salt, the fifth ranked number one martial artist of the Saint clan.
Black Salt followed the emperor's son Naqi and fought in all directions in the Glow Realm. After becoming famous, he wanted to challenge Lin Ming.
Because Black Salt couldn't stand Lin Ming's promise to fight the Holy Son of Creation. In his opinion, Lin Ming's promise to fight the Holy Son of Creation was simply an insult to the Holy Son of Creation.
But later, because Lin Ming was not in the Glow Realm at all, after Black Salt issued a challenge, Lin Ming was naturally unable to accept the challenge. So Black Salt became more and more arrogant. He said that Lin Ming was afraid and did not dare to come.
In order not to lose the dignity of the human race, Longya and Xingchi had no choice but to accept the challenge.
After Xing Chi, there followed a young man in black with a long sword on his shoulder. He was Long Ya.
I haven't seen him for nine years. Ryuga is even deeper and more restrained. He is like a sword hidden in a box, with no sharp edge. But once it is pulled out, it will instantly kill someone.
"I heard that Ryuga went to Shura Road nine years ago."
"I don't know where that place is. I just heard that there was a narrow escape from death. If you want to survive, you need not only strength, but also luck. Ryuga actually survived."
"He has become stronger. A genius like Ryuga in this world will not perish unless a big accident occurs. Even if he goes to Shura Road, he will be lucky enough to go there. Maybe he will go there again."
Geniuses in the Divine Realm have no idea where the Shura Road is. There are too many secret places in this universe, which were formed due to various reasons. Some of their histories can even be traced back to the last great tribulation.
"Hehe, Lin Ming really didn't come." A skinny young man named Hei Yan was carrying a heavy sword, with a sarcastic arc on his lips. The heavy sword on his shoulder was as tall as a person, and it was not as tall as his body.
Very disproportionate.
"Lin Ming, this coward, is afraid of being slapped in the face when he comes here? Sooner or later I will cripple him and let him know what kind of thing he is. He is not worthy of a fight with my brother, the Holy Son."
As Black Salt spoke, there was a click, and the heavy sword on his shoulder was thrown off with one hand. The thick sword blade struck hard at the rocks of Gray Blood Mountain, splitting a path more than ten feet long. It seemed that under his sword, the famously hard Gray Blood Mountain was as fragile as tofu.
"Fighting you, we are enough." The pupils of Longya's eyes flashed with brilliance, and his gaze was like a sharp sword.
But Xingchi just silently pulled out the long stick from the Sumeru Ring. It was a nine-foot long stick, simple and unpretentious. The long stick had natural wood texture and looked light and airy, in sharp contrast to Heiyan's heavy sword.
"Do you really think you are a person? You are only among the top ten in the human race's first martial arts. If you are placed in the saint race, you are not even in the top twenty! Today I will let you know the gap between us. You two Who comes first?"
Ryuga stepped forward, drew out the Ryuga sword from his sword, and pointed the tip of the sword directly at the black salt.
Black Salt sneered and was about to take action, but was stopped by a tall woman behind him, "Black Salt, you are just a second-hand for two human races. Save some time and let the four of you go together!"
This tall woman, wearing colorful feathered clothes, is named Yao Yu. She is ranked sixth in the Saint Clan's top martial arts. Although she is one place behind Black Salt, their strength is actually almost the same.
"Come together and have a melee?"
The audience present looked at each other in confusion. Most of the duels between geniuses were one-on-one, and a melee between four people was really rare.
However, this kind of fighting method is very common among the Saints. The Saints are a race with strong teamwork. They are like a pack of wolves on the grassland, cooperating and fighting with each other.
Sometimes, many powerful saints will even take the initiative to train young heroes in their melee combat abilities.
"Okay!" Black Salt chuckled and said nonchalantly.
Xingchi and Ryuga looked at each other and acquiesced to this fighting method. Although the two of them had never cooperated, they expected that the effect would be very strong when they cooperated. Xingchi's Pan of Samsara was good at defense, while Ryuga was good at defense. Good at attacking.
Combining offense and defense, combat effectiveness is not as simple as one plus one equals two.
Not far from the battlefield, a young man from the Saint race was suspended in the air. His figure was blurred in the surrounding void. Warriors below the Divine Lord realm could not see him at all.
Even people at the peak of the Divine Lord can only barely feel his presence.
This young man is none other than the emperor's son Naki.
He didn't want to appear in the crowd at all. This came from the arrogance in his bones. He felt that some low-level warriors of the human race were not qualified to see him. This was just like gods rarely appearing in front of mortals.
"Yao Yu, this guy, really doesn't intend to show any mercy to the clan. If it comes to melee fighting, our clan is better at it and can exert its full strength."
Emperor Naqi muttered to himself, with a playful arc at the corner of his mouth. He originally thought this was a duel without any suspense, but now it was even more so.
And at this time, on the battlefield, the battle has begun!
Behind Xing Chi, a phantom of a golden Buddha appeared. This golden Buddha sealed the surrounding space of a hundred feet, and Long Ya's eyes had turned into needlepoint shapes. In his pupils, Yao Yu and Black salt is completely locked in.
In Longya's field of vision, black flames were already burning around Demon Yu, and behind her, there was a black firebird flying wantonly.
"Monster clan? No, it's a mixture of saint clan and demon clan!"
At that moment, Long Ya clearly felt the aura of the demon clan from Yao Yu's body, and also saw the boiling demon blood.
"Oh? Your pupil skills are interesting. You can even see through my bloodline? Yes, my mother is the Dark Golden Crow from the demon clan. I, Sheng Luotian, also have demon clan, and they are more prosperous than the demon clan in your divine domain.
More! But even so, given the huge base, if the top demon clan wants to combine with the saint clan to produce offspring, it is a miracle that can happen only once in five million years!"
Yao Yu said proudly, she has the blood of the demon clan and the saint clan, and has the advantages of both clans, so of course she is proud.
As she spoke, there was a soft sound, and the clothes behind her were torn open, revealing the curve of her slim back, leaving only a small piece of soft armor on her chest that covered her face, highlighting her proud figure, and a large area of gorgeous breasts.
The skin is exposed, dazzling and dazzling.
At this time, her flesh and blood began to squirm, and there was a soft popping sound, and a pair of black wings that were more than a foot long spread out wantonly.
"Huhuhu——"
The scorching black fire burns on the wings, which is clearly the artistic conception law of the fusion of darkness and flame.
Saints are not very good at using laws by nature. They rely on Gang Yuan and solid bodies to fight. In terms of understanding of laws, they are far inferior to humans.
But the demon feather in front of me can use the dual law, which is obviously the reason why it comes from the demon clan.
The demon clan is born with the power to control laws. Those laws of heaven and earth are turned into inscriptions and engraved in their flesh and bones.
The same is true for Yao Yu. As soon as she was born, the runes of the laws of darkness and fire were engraved in her bones. The combination of the holy race and the demon race is no worse than the combination of the human race and the demon race.
However, Long Ya said disdainfully. "What is the Dark Golden Crow? I've never heard of it! I thought you were a descendant of a mythical beast. Now it seems that it's nothing more than that. It appears five million years ago. Isn't it strange?"
Is this considered a miracle?"
Long Ya sneered again and again. After seeing the god-level bloodline of the Little Demon Fairy, Yao Yu's bloodline was nothing. The situation of the Little Demon Fairy might happen once in hundreds of millions of years, or even not in hundreds of millions of years!
"court death!"
Yao Yu was furious, she let out a clear phoenix cry, a dark long sword appeared in her hand, and her figure flew out quickly, dragging out a series of afterimages.
The moment she moved, Black Salt also moved. He held a heavy sword and followed behind Yao Yu. Compared to Yao Yu's extreme speed and fierceness, Black Salt erupted with absolute power and an aura as vast as a mountain.
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With one strike of the sword, it was like a mountain falling down!
Facing the joint attack of Yao Yu and Black Salt, Xing Chi looked solemn. He held a long stick and drew a virtual full moon in the sky. The end of the long stick crossed the void and left a golden trail. This golden trail eventually formed a round of Buddha.
Picture, there are six golden haloes in the Buddha picture, and the halo is filled with the shadows of blood demons, hungry ghosts, livestock, ghost slaves, humans, and gods. This symbolizes the six paths of reincarnation.
"The Disk of Reincarnation!"
Xing Chi shouted loudly, and the huge disc of reincarnation radiated out.
Nine years later, Xing Chi is already nearly fifty years old. When he performs his move, it is still the same stunt that made him famous back then. Now when he performs it, it is even more calm, like a majestic mountain, unshakable! (To be continued...)