That voice sounded extremely frustrated, and it also had a hint of vicissitudes and unwillingness. For Nishen, it was very embarrassing for him to kill the first person after others had killed several people.
"This is just the beginning, little junior brother, don't be so anxious." A voice came from all directions.
"Senior brother is right." The other voice said lazily, as if holding a piece of grass in its mouth: "Little junior brother, this battle with thousands of people from the five major forces will definitely make you happy."
"But, little uncle, the young master is about to enter ancient Tibet." The person called the little junior brother lamented: "I just killed one person. If other people know about it, I might as well be dead."
He was killed."
"Haha, I think so."
"Agree!"
"..."
The two guys who were comforting the junior brother just now stabbed him in the back, which hurt the junior junior brother very much.
This is just a scene in the depths of the ancient treasure. This time, the five major forces are moving in full force. There are too many people coming, including eighth- and ninth-level martial saints. They are not much weaker than Nishen. Almost all of them are martial saints.
Only the Holy Island has such a foundation.
It is precisely because of this that Nishen is very afraid. They specially select seriously injured warriors to kill in the ancient treasure. This does not attract the attention of the five major forces. After all, there are many monsters and every holy beast is extremely powerful.
It is normal for them to die in battle, and even their bones may not be found.
Of course, the fourth and fifth level martial saints, and the sixth and seventh level martial saints are the targets of the anti-gods. Facing the eighth and ninth level martial saints, all they can do is to be as low-key as possible, be forbearing, and strike with one blow.
Must kill, in terms of forbearance, Ni Shen is definitely the best in the world.
In the past ten days, the five major forces suffered heavy casualties. Nearly a hundred people died at the hands of the Anti-Gods. This also made the five major forces feel heartbroken. These are all martial saints, not cabbages.
…
In a hidden valley in ancient Tibet, the young master of the Immortal Sect looked gloomy and his eyes were bloodshot.
"The depths of the ancient treasure trove are too dangerous. It has only been a while now, and thirty disciples have already buried their bones. If this momentum continues, we will not be able to hold on any longer before the Nirvana people come in." Ruya said.
On his face, veins were pulsing.
Although he was angry, he also knew that this was a normal thing. If you want to get resources, you have to pay a price. The world is fair. However, he did not see that there was something ghostly about it.
"Young Master, do you want to summon them all back?" A beautiful girl lay lazily on the chest of the Immortal Sect's young master and exhaled like a blue breath.
It has to be said that the young master of the Immortal Sect does have such an idea. Before entering the wild secret realm, the Immortal Sect master entrusted the entire young generation to him. If there were too many casualties, he would not be able to account for them.
However, after hesitating for a while, he still shook his head and said: "This is a rare opportunity. If I summon them all back, it will not be beneficial to the interests of the Immortal Sect. The strong ones are tempered in blood."
, rather than fear.”
On the top of another mountain, a girl is dressed in tulle, with beautiful legs and plump breasts, looming, making people's eyes go straight, full of temptation.
"Ten more people died in battle." She held the jade cup in her hand, sipped it gently, and exhaled, "I'm really disappointed. My mentality is still too impatient, which is not conducive to cultivation."
"Isn't it fun to drink against the wind? Why compete for resources?" She looked at the sky and laughed solemnly: "If the five major forces join forces, we can have a hunt."
Cold and bloodthirsty!
She has a coldness that is not commensurate with her pretty face. Things that were originally bloody, when spoken from her mouth, are as fresh and free as the breeze and the bright moon.
In the canyon, the young master of the Ao Shi Sect was frowning.
"Zhan Shan has been following him for more than ten days, why hasn't any news come back?" He murmured alone.
"Young Master, Nirvana and the others haven't come in yet. I guess Zhan Shan wants to follow them in." A cold young man stood behind the young master of the Proud World Sect and said in a low voice.
"Have the people sent back come back?" The young master of the Proud World Sect shook his head, his expression still ugly. He could underestimate the others, but the strength of the Ice Saint was obvious to all. Even if they had a little luck, disaster would be waiting for them.
On the tenth day, Ao Shizong sent people to search the depths of the ancient treasure trove to search for Zhan Shen's whereabouts. He did not want to wait any longer and had to get the news about Nirvana as soon as possible.
"Not yet!" The cold young man shook his head.
The young master of the Aoshi Sect frowned tightly, and his face turned ugly. Zhan Shan was an elite of the Aoshi Sect, and he didn't want anything unexpected to happen to the latter. However, he immediately laughed again: "This time, we are just afraid that
I met a powerful enemy."
"Mysterious Ice Saint, how strong are you?"
…
When the five major forces were heartbroken because of the warriors who died in the battle, Ling Feng, Ye Xinran and others had already entered the depths of the ancient Tibetan area. This place was far more desolate than they imagined, with lush vegetation and eerie and terrifying mountains.
, the roars of monster beasts could be heard from time to time inside, and the sound alone made everyone's hearts sink.
Here, Ling Feng became even more careful. He fully released his spiritual power and entered the realm of unity between man and nature. Since his luck has deteriorated, if he is not careful again, he will really die.
"Whoosh..." They climbed over several mountains, and then their eyes suddenly lit up.
They saw that in the distance on an open plain, the grass had been cut off, and a half-broken city appeared in front of them. On the city, pieces of black stone had collapsed.
However, it is already rare to see a city here, and at this moment, the city is crowded with warriors. Looking from a distance, there are thousands of people, and it is a dark place.
Most of them are Martial Saints, because it is impossible for those who can get here without the strength of Martial Saints. Of course, all the Martial Emperors are also among them. They followed the Martial Saints in their forces.
"What happened there?" Liu Shushu was startled and looked from a distance.
Generally speaking, there are more or less resources in an ancient city. However, since the five major forces first entered the depths of the ancient Tibetan area, even if the ancient city is a mountain, it has been evacuated and there will be no gathering.
So many warriors.
"Go over and have a look." Ling Feng was also curious.
"Whoosh..."
The next moment, they flew into the ancient city and headed towards the center of the ancient city.
"Brother, what happened in this city? How come there are so many warriors?" Liu Shushu asked an older young man on the broken street.
"Are you new here?" The young man in black robe's eyes lit up, and he felt astonished. This is a top-notch lolita.
"Yes, we finally got here with great difficulty." Liu Shushu took a deep breath and said.
"That's not surprising."
The young man in black robe nodded slightly and said: "This city is not simple. There is a large stone platform in the center. It may be something left by the God of War..."
The young man in black robe had a good impression of Liu Shushu, so he kept talking for half an hour. Ling Feng and Ye Xinran finally knew that so many warriors came for that stone platform.
The stone platform is called Emperor Worship Platform!
It stretches for about ten miles and is suspended in mid-air. It is full of coercion, which makes warriors stop. There are beautiful mountains and forests inside, but they are all evolved from power.
The Emperor Worship Platform has an extraordinary origin. In ancient times, it was the arena where the Martial Emperors competed. It was refined by a very powerful Martial God. The Martial Emperor could charge and kill inside, but the Martial Saint was blocked from the outside. This is what really makes people's hearts move.
What's more, if the Emperor Wu can win every battle in it, not only can he get amazing rewards, but he can also fight against the young kings from ancient times.
What is a king?
Those were also geniuses who had been victorious in every battle on this emperor-worshiping platform. People even speculated that those people were young martial gods. How could this not make people excited?
"A fight with the God of War when he was young?" Ling Feng was overjoyed. This was something he had always longed for. No matter whether he could win or not, it was a reflection. Over time, he would inevitably transform.
"Only Emperor Wu?" Yunxi asked with a frown. Such a battlefield made her heart beat.
"On the Emperor Worship Platform, there is a pressure. If the Martial Saint rushes up, he will be photographed directly." The black-robed young man's eyes lit up again, and he explained patiently: "Some people have tried it before, but nothing happened.
Exceptions have failed."
Yun Xi shook his head regretfully and stopped talking.
Tsundere Bird, Yin, and Qin Ao are also very discouraged. They tried their best to advance before, but now they are eager to return to the realm of Martial Emperor. If they can fight with the young Martial God, they will definitely break through to the realm of Martial Saint.
Up a bit.
Ye Xinran is cool, neither happy nor sad, and is indifferent to the emperor-worshipping platform.
"The Emperor Worship Platform is really exciting." Ling Feng grinned. Fortunately, he endured it. If he had swallowed the Holy Pill earlier, he might have missed such an opportunity.
"You will be the king in a hundred battles, and you will eventually be crowned the strongest Martial Emperor." Liu Shushu was also excited. She was now in the realm of Martial Emperor. She had always felt that she was a burden and was useless in martial arts. But now she is a living
The opportunity was placed in front of her.
Do you think she has a chance? She can’t be excited.
"Hey, I want to discuss something with you." Liu Shushu hooked her fingers at Ling Feng and said with a smile.
Ling Feng was startled. Liu Shushu's smile was so weird. He crossed his arms and said seriously: "Don't try to influence me. I can do my best without selling my body."
"..."
Liu Shushu slapped him to death and was heartbroken. What kind of paste is in this guy's head?