Not long after, a huge circular building appeared in everyone's sight, towering and extraordinary. Looking from the outside, only a pale golden color could be seen.
"There are strong restrictions."
Chen Ling stared at the building with narrowed eyes. He felt an extremely dangerous aura from the building.
There is an extremely powerful restriction covering the entire building, which may have been imposed by the princes.
This place is the martial arts arena in Tianye Taichung.
It is specially used for the geniuses from all sides to resolve their grievances and battles.
It is fair and upright, and is witnessed by the powerful princes of Tianye City. There is a bet between grudges and grudges. It is most suitable to fight here.
"Let's go in."
A group of people quickly came to the gate of the building and walked straight in.
Walking along the passage, I soon heard the noise, and it was obvious that there were many monks inside.
The moment he walked out of the tunnel and stepped onto the stands, Chen Ling couldn't help but look shocked.
The fighting arena was built in an extremely huge and magnificent manner, surrounded by high circular walls, and the light of the forbidden light was frightening.
On the four sides of the stands, there are already hundreds of figures sitting there, all of them young men and women, dressed in extraordinary clothes.
There was no one in the central fighting arena.
"Haven't it started yet?"
Chen Ling frowned slightly.
"She probably hasn't come yet." Ye Qing looked around, then looked at Chen Ling and said, "Let's find a place to sit down first."
Chen Ling nodded and followed Ye Qing and Wan Xiaodou towards Yijiao.
"Hey, isn't this Fairy Ye?"
"Fairy Ye is actually back too."
"Who is that kid? He's actually walking with Fairy Ye?"
There were several surprised comments nearby, and then many hot looks came to him.
Some people even stared at Chen Ling with curiosity and envy.
"Fairy Ye's reputation is indeed well-deserved." Chen Ling chuckled.
Ye Qingliu frowned slightly, glared at Chen Ling angrily and said quietly: "Is it really famous?"
Chen Ling couldn't help but cough.
Wan Xiaodou next to him widened his eyes.
This guy didn't even give Ye Xianzi face?
"What are those people over there?"
Chen Ling suddenly glanced at a few people in the distance and couldn't help but ask curiously.
"There are some guys from the ancient tribe who are very annoying." Wan Xiaodou said with a pout.
"Ancient tribe."
Chen Ling's eyes flashed slightly.
Being so far apart makes people feel the slightest bit oppressive.
Six or seven young people looked aloof and rarely talked to each other.
Ye Qing glanced around and said slowly: "These descendants of the ancient clan are not the strongest yet. The strongest ones have not yet appeared. Even so, they are much stronger than us descendants of the first-class forces."
"How big of a difference is there?"
Chen Ling asked immediately.
Ye Qing took a deep look at Chen Ling and said: "Yao Qing is slightly stronger than me, but in front of these people, Yao Qing will lose in no more than five moves."
"The bloodline is so strong."
hiss!
Chen Ling took a deep breath.
Yao Qing couldn't even sustain five moves.
If he breaks out with all his strength, Yao Qing may not be his opponent, but compared with these people, he is still far behind.
Regarding bloodline, Chen Ling asked himself that his bloodline was not weaker than that of the ancient clan after being fused with the bloodline of the Five-clawed Golden Beast, but compared to his heritage, it was definitely far behind.
"Lang Muchun is recognized as the number one among the descendants of first-rate forces."
Ye Qing continued: "Master Xue Fan, a descendant of the Tianluo Blood Sea Clan, is considered average among the descendants of the ancient clan. I think Lang Muchun may have had some chance, otherwise I would definitely not dare to fight with him."
Chen Ling raised his eyebrows and was about to speak when he suddenly saw several figures walking out of the passage.
"Lang Mu is here."
There was a sound in the stands.
Langmu Xun.
Chen Ling looked intently.
The young man at the head has the strongest aura.
Dressed in green clothes, he has an extraordinary bearing, and when his eyes open and close, crystal blue light flashes from time to time.
"So strong and full of life."
Chen Ling was secretly surprised.
As soon as Langmu Xun appeared, the air nearby seemed to be filled with a lot of life energy.
"This guy has really become stronger."
Ye Qing's beautiful eyes narrowed and she spoke in a low voice.
"What? Mr. Blood Fan hasn't arrived yet?"
Entering the venue, Lang Muxun looked around and suddenly shouted.
There was dead silence in the venue.
Among the ancient clan, a chuckle suddenly sounded: "Lang Muchun, what are you so anxious about? Is it possible that you are so anxious to be abused?"
The person who spoke was a young man in white clothes. He had an ordinary appearance, but his eyes gave people a creepy and eerie feeling.
"He is a descendant of the Netherworld Ghost Clan. The entire bloodline of this clan lies in a pair of eyes. The Netherworld Ghost Eyes contain the ultimate Netherworld energy and can see through illusions and dirty bloodlines." Ye Qing said.
Chen Ling paid attention silently.
Lang Muxun's eyes were slightly cold and he sneered: "When did the Netherworld Ghost Clan become a vassal of Tianluo Blood Sea?"
"You are looking for death."
The descendant of the ghost clan was furious, and the evil energy of the netherworld swept out like a hurricane. The entire martial arts arena was chilled, and the evil wind blew wildly.
Lang Muchun was undaunted.
Chen Ling's eyelids jumped when he saw it.
Lang Muxun probably has something to rely on if he dares to challenge the descendants of the ancient clan.
"Lang Muchun, come down and die."
A sneer suddenly resounded.
A figure quietly appeared in the center of the martial arts arena at an unknown moment.
He was dressed in bloody clothes, his hair was disheveled, his appearance was extremely handsome, his eyes were blood-colored, and he was terrifyingly monstrous.
At first glance, he doesn't look like a human being at all.
"Is he Mr. Blood Fan?"
Chen Ling's pupils shrank and his heart palpitated.
"That's right."
Ye Qing's expression also became extremely solemn.
"Lang Muchun, it's too late to admit defeat and beg for mercy now, otherwise you won't even have the chance to beg for mercy later."
The descendant of the ghost clan sneered.
"You don't have to worry about it anymore."
Lang Muxun's eyes flashed, and he flew across the arena, staring at Mr. Blood Fan.
In the stands, many monks' breaths froze and they stared intently at the field.
Although such a battle is not an unprecedented battle, one is recognized as the number one by a first-class force, and the other is a powerful descendant of an ancient clan. The attraction of this kind of confrontation is definitely top-notch.
At this time, people kept walking into the martial arts arena, watching this scene excitedly.
"Your strength is not weak, it is comparable to some of the descendants of the ancient clan, but for me, it is not enough." Young Master Xuefan narrowed his eyes slightly, blood flashed, and spoke calmly.
As soon as these words came out, the crowd was shocked.
Young Master Xuefan actually admitted that Langmu Xun's strength was comparable to that of some descendants of ancient clans, which caused great shock.
Lang Muchun said calmly: "Whether he is an opponent or not, you have to fight him to know."
"If I lose, I will follow Mr. Blood Fan for ten years. But if I win, Purple Coral also asks Mr. Blood Fan not to break the promise."
"Purple coral, hiss, is it the purple coral from Tianluo Blood Sea?"
"Absolutely. The purple coral obtained from the Tianluo Blood Sea is worth at least a thousand years. It has been watered by the blood sea and has a great effect on the blood. It turns out that the reason why the two of them fought was that they had such a bet."
"If he loses, Lang Muchun will follow Mr. Blood Fan for ten years. If he wins, he will get a purple coral."
"Is Lang Muxun crazy? How can he have the confidence?"
"Young Master Blood Fan is not an ordinary descendant of an ancient clan. Langmuxun is recognized as the number one among the first-class forces. Being a servant to Young Master Blood Fan would be a shame if word spread."
"But if you think about it carefully, it's not a shame. Tianluo Xuehai is not an ordinary ancient clan."