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Chapter 1111 God is unparalleled

The bronze battle platform is hundreds of miles long, huge and boundless. It is stained with blood. Prodigies once fought on it. The blood was sprinkled on it, but it still shows a layer of fighting spirit.

And the depths of this huge battle platform are still shrouded in a huge whirlpool. This whirlpool is getting more and more terrifying, and it is swallowing terrifying air currents that are about to split the sky.

But inside the whirlpool, there are ancient Taoist palaces, Xuanhua, one after another. They look very blurry and unreal, but they emit a very loud Taoist sound.

These Taoist palaces seem to be rooted in nothingness, with ancient charm and no strong reflection.

The whole place was in a state of shock. Countless people's eyes widened, and someone shouted: "The land of creation has appeared. The mysterious Tao Palace contains great creation. As long as you get the approval of the battle platform, you can enter the Tao Palace to find the creation!"

This is not a secret. Many people know that as long as they show strong combat power on the battlefield, they will be selected by the Taoist Palace and receive great fortune.

"There are only ten Taoist palaces. Oh my god, there are only ten Taoist palaces!"

The atmosphere in the Nine Realms fell silent, and many heroes looked ugly, unable to care about the defeated Son of God Wanxiang.

The Son of God Wanxiang was silent. Dao Ling's punch just now shattered the pride in his heart. He never thought that the Demon King of the Tibetan Realm would have such strong combat power!

What makes the Wanxiang Son of God even more furious is that there are only ten Dao Palaces, which means that this time only the ten strongest geniuses will be selected. This time the bloodbath will be many times more terrifying than before!

Even though this was the case, the atmosphere in the whole place was instantly terrifying, with countless wizards roaring and terrifying beams of light rolling across the sky!

Although this battle platform is hundreds of miles away, there are too many people coming, and the terrifying divine light has enveloped the whole place. I don’t know how many people used their strongest magical powers as soon as they came up, and rushed towards the battle platform, hoping to be selected by the Tao Palace!

"kill!"

A powerful creature roared, causing chaos in the world, and rushed towards the battle platform. Here, it went berserk, pushed aside powerful enemies, and attacked and killed the incoming crowd.

"Ah!" "Click!"

But in an instant, countless prodigies were killed, and blood splashed in the air. It didn't look like blood, but like a river of blood surging wildly, flooding the sky, and the blood was shining brightly.

The people in the Tibetan world were horrified. The battle was too terrible and there were heavy casualties. But even so, there were still countless wizards fighting towards the field.

Only talented people can stand on this battlefield, but the situation is also very bad. There are too many enemies to kill, and many people are so jealous that they can't even see who the enemy is.

The roar here is overwhelming, the murderous aura sweeps through the sky and the earth, covering the Baili Station. The madness is to the extreme, as if we have arrived in an ancient era!

Boom!

Wisps of terrifying red clouds rushed into the field, literally sweeping across the place, with hundreds of people flying across the field!

"Roar!" Yinglong charged towards the field, his blood flowing through the heaven and earth, like a red horse, surging here, trying to blow up the whole field!

The people around were shocked. Many people were retreating and rushing out of the battle arena. They were unwilling to participate in this kind of bloody battle. This kind of fate had no chance for them.

Yinglong is definitely an invincible being. Dao Ling could feel its powerful fighting power. His fists were clenched tightly, and a flame of war appeared in his eyes, ready to rush forward to fight with him!

"Hmph, you dare to disobey me, and you dare to hurt someone in front of me!"

However, some people didn't want him to go up. Qingcaixia looked at Dao Ling from above and said coldly: "Go, hunt him down for me, don't let him go on stage!"

The people around who were not on stage were shocked. Qing Caixia had murderous intentions and wanted to kill the Demon King of the Hidden Realm!

"It's Miss!"

Ten slaves stepped forward on the spot. Their movements were very fast and they appeared in all directions of Daoling.

Under the dumbfounded gazes of the people, a formation disk appeared in each of the hands of the ten slaves, densely covered with divine patterns and filled with terrifying air currents!

The murderous aura is like a flood, running through this place, sealing the sky and the earth. There are ten array disks exploding, suspended in the void.

"What, these ten array disks are actually treasures, and they are engraved with the divine patterns of the Dao. They can use the power of the Dao to kill powerful enemies!"

"Look, the Demon King of the Tibetan Realm has been sealed. This array is enough to hunt down talented people. This kid is dead."

"He is seeking death. He actually dares to disobey Miss Qingcaixia. This is the younger Saint King's junior sister. I have seen this set of formations before. The Little Saint King got it in a forbidden area in the universe. I didn't expect to give it to Qingcai.

Miss Xia, defend yourself."

All the creatures in the nine realms were talking about it, with a look of awe on their faces. Qing Cai Xia Shen's little Saint King loved her so much that he even gave her this terrifying set of treasures for self-defense.

Qingcaixia is aloof and has a noble temperament. She is simply a goddess who patrols the world. With just a word from her, she can kill the Demon King of the Tibetan Realm without taking any action.

But the ending is often unexpected, because the sky becomes gloomy, and a blood-colored moon hangs in the sky, filled with the power of the moon!

Everyone in the audience was trembling, the high-level treasure was exploding, it was not something they could bear!

"Isn't this a moon wheel?" Qing Caixia's eyes narrowed and she felt something was wrong. Who made this moon wheel?

The void was shattered into pieces, and a terrifying abyss opened up. The ten squeezed treasure arrays were shaking, as if they were going to explode!

"ah!"

The ten slaves howled miserably, and were directly shocked by the power of the lunar force falling from the moon wheel. They exploded in the air, and they could no longer die.

"Who is taking action!" Qing Caixia was furious, with a terrifying aura of violence all over her body, and shouted ferociously.

"It's the Demon King of the Tibetan Realm. This moon wheel is the treasure he got by killing the Holy Son of the Tibetan Realm." Someone said in a trembling voice.

"Demon King of the Tibetan Realm, you are so tired of living that you dare to kill my slave!" Qing Caixia shouted sharply, her noble aura completely gone.

"I think you're tired of living!"

The ten formation disks were sealed by the moon wheel and fell into Dao Ling's hands. A shadow came out and ran towards Qingcaixia with a terrifying aura.

"What? How brave, stop him!" Qingcaixia was furious. No one had ever dared to do this to her!

The few remaining slaves and maids quickly flew up to stop the Demon King of the Hidden Realm.

"Get out of my way!"

Dao Ling's roar shook the sky, and the sound of gods roared across the sky and earth, threatening to break the rivers and mountains. These slaves were directly blown away by Dao Ling's loud roar.

Qingcaixia was trembling all over and almost fell to the ground shaking. She saw a god in the sky looking down at her, a look that could kill her.

Qingcaixia flew out and was punched in the chest by Dao Ling, but she did not die. She was wearing a treasured garment, but she was also thrown away and coughed up a lot of blood.

"What is the Demon King of the Hidden Realm doing?"

Some people were trembling when they saw the Demon King of the Tibetan Realm raise his fist and hit Qingcaixia on the head. Is he going to kill the little holy king's junior sister? Is he looking for death? Does he know what the temple is?

At this time, footsteps were heard from the end of the endless space. The footsteps were not loud and very rhythmic, but for some reason, every syllable that came out made people's souls collapse.

The person came, a shadow, wearing a black robe, the silk was golden, and every strand was crystal clear.

This is a young man, his skin is like the light of jade, and there is a hazy layer of divine brilliance. It is not very clear, and the terrifying air flow overflows from his body, making the void tremble.

"Shen Wushuang!"

Some people trembled and felt great fear, feeling that a god-king was approaching and inspecting the human world.


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