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Chapter 52 The Tempest Sequence

"Cruel!"

The smoke in the sky lingered for a long time, and countless people raised their heads and trembled, dumbfounded.

"Strong!"

This is the first time someone has invaded the Fierce Demon Realm since the opening of Wu Regret Battlefield.

Zhao Chu stepped on the bloody mud and slowly returned.

The sky fell and the earth collapsed. Although he used the power of the talisman, Zhao Chu's name... soared to the sky.

The mountains and rivers are covered with gunpowder smoke, and ferocious monsters are howling miserably.

timid?

fear?

The smoke disappeared.

The geniuses who were frightened by the ferocious monster regained their original enthusiasm.

What should I fear?

I, the genius of the human race, still bucked the trend and fought back.

The Sun Ranking...2nd!

One page...an understatement.

A talisman... earth-shattering.

A blockbuster...the world knows it!



Zhao Chu returned and threw three bundles of detonating talismans from the storage ring.

"The price of each piece is... 30 demon dust."

He also threw out seven robes, just like a small businessman. After throwing them away, he ignored them and closed his eyes to rest.

The power of the detonating talisman has been witnessed by countless people.

The strength of the robe is clearly visible.

But at this moment, no one dared to rob again... Zhao Chu's warning method was unforgettable.



The night fell quietly, and the young people took the time to restore their spiritual power.

Whether it's Wang Junchen's first place that's like a moat in the sky... or Zhao Chu's second place that's almost cheating... they're all too far away from them.

There are nearly a thousand prodigies in a hundred cities...but there are only nine of the most prestigious sects in the ancient Qing Kingdom.

Breaking the rules for the inner sect... they don't expect that... that's a matter of competition among the top 20 on the Sun List.

Glory disciple...that's the qualification for the top 50.

The remaining few hundred people just want to obtain as many demon dust as possible and add to their combat experience... After becoming a disciple of the nine major sects, the number of demon dust directly determines the degree of attention the sect receives.

The so-called awakening of the six meridians can lead to admission to the nine major sects... That is just chicken soup with a handful of arsenic sprinkled on it... Qinggu Country graduates hundreds of thousands of students every year... Those who awaken the six meridians only have outstanding talents in their secondary professions, and may be able to become auditor disciples

.

The seven meridians are awakened, one in ten thousand.

The Eight Meridians... are also likely to be rejected... Even if they start, they are just ordinary outer sect disciples.

As for the disciples of Glory, their status is slightly higher than that of ordinary outer sects.

But this little bit is enough to make people crazy...win at one step, win step by step...ten years later, whether you will stand out or be lost in the crowd...it is already decided from the starting line.



outside world!

On the golden banquet for entertaining guests in Xiangfeng City, three envoys from the Nine Sects were already sitting cross-legged.

Blood Refining Barracks:

The backstage of this sect is the Qinggu Kingdom's military. The envoy brought an inner sect order... Huang Lingling's demonstrated strength qualified him to take away this inner sect order.

Aoki Sect:

This messenger exuded an aura of vitality, and his eyes never left Ji Dongyuan from beginning to end.

The vine tentacles may seem rough and simple, but the understanding of wood attribute skills is very strict... Not to mention an eight-meridian awakener, even a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining is rarely able to do it.

Wan Jian Zong:

This messenger is a friend of the city lord Feng Zhanchen... Although Feng Haoyan's light was suppressed by Huang Lingling and Ji Dongyuan... he still managed to stay in the tenth place.

Of course, now another heresy has arisen...Zhao Chu.

Currently, among the top ten in the Sun Ranking, Xiangfeng City dominates 4 places... What's strange is that the leader is at the bottom.

Feng Zhanchen, who should have been ecstatic, looked helpless.

Huang Lingling's grandfather was a generalissimo, and she was from the military.

Zhao Chu and Ji Dongyuan have no intersection with him, and they even have some grievances.

Three of the nine envoys were already sitting beside him, and Xiangfeng City was in full bloom... Unfortunately, God was not kind to him, and he encountered all kinds of weirdos.



"Okay... I'm very happy... The demon clan is currently strong and trampling on our human realm... These talismans can teach them a lesson, good... but, with just five talismans, the lethality is too terrifying."

"That's right, the power of the detonating talisman is well known... The strongest detonating talisman is equivalent to a full blow from the Nine Meridians Awakening... The last five are more than ten times more powerful."

"That's a demon talisman... Countless talisman masters have worked hard, but they can't make one... This strange boy is worth observing."

Under the sky, envoys from the nine major sects paid attention to Zhao Chu at the same time.

But they currently don't know the depth of the former, they are just observing... Even the envoy located in Xiangfeng City is still observing.

The inner gate order is of great importance and must be taken with caution.

Just throwing away talismans can't explain one's own strength.



The nine major factions have an alliance:

In No Regrets Battlefield, each sect can only issue one Inner Sect Order.



Starts on the fifth day.

More than thirty of Zhao Chu's detonating charms were bought, and one of his robes was bought by Ning Xiaojing.

As people expected, poisonous rats were the main force in this day's fighting.

Talisman has never been exclusive to Zhao Chu.

Today, detonating symbols appeared one after another... On the fifth day, the war intensified, and there was no point in continuing to be conservative.

Although there were not many, many people still brought in more than a dozen...the firearms at the bottom of the box were no longer hidden.

Today, the second-placed Zhao Chu strangely stopped detonating like crazy... He returned to his original naivety.

One poisonous rat after another was beaten to death... He would return from time to time carrying the corpses of poisonous rats... The difference was that no one dared to harass him near him today.



The fifth day ended...the casualties doubled...the more people died, the more numb they became!

Wang Junchen is first.

Zhao Chu is second.

He Jianggui ranked third.

Ji Dongyuan was fourth.

Huang Lingling surpassed Wang Zhuqing and entered fifth place... On this day, Huang Lingling... made a breakthrough.

Nine Meridians... She is on an equal footing with the top ten leaders.

Zhao Chu...continues to sell talismans.

The young people who had tasted the sweetness went out to Yaochen to buy... On this day, three of Zhao Chu's spiritual robes were sold directly.



Behind the battlefield of No Regrets...the City of No Regrets.

Five consecutive days of fighting made the blood of the 200,000 civilians in Wuhui City boil.

"The killing was so cruel...the blood seeped into the well."

An old woman was preparing to cook, but found that the water in the well was mixed with some blood.

"Look... that's the blood of the vicious demon, which has spread to the city wall... kill, kill hard... haha... Master Wang Zhuqing, you are the hope of Wuhui City."

The soldiers guarding the city raised their arms and waved.

The ferocious demon blood under the city wall inspired his blood even more.

On this day, many civilians near the city wall discovered the infiltration of the vicious demon's blood.



On the sixth day, start.

Weird.

There are no poisonous rats, no black ant snakes, and no weak pigs in the cracks.

Clumps of fist-sized green slime fell like raindrops.

If you look closely, the mucus is disgusting, like moldy pig intestines that have been chewed ten thousand times.

An hour passed.

The geniuses stood in the center of the battlefield, in a daze.

No killing!

No fighting!

The mucus seeped directly into the ground, calmly and without any ripples.

Like a violent storm...the rainstorm composed of mucus is getting bigger and bigger...but these mucus have no offensive power. With a light touch, it will fall apart like mud.

Of course, there is no demon dust either.



Wang Junchen's white eyebrows frowned tightly together for the first time.

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.

This weird day... is so abnormal.

Those filthy mucus are definitely not simple.



Ji Dongyuan squatted down solemnly and slowly broke off a tree root!

Not too dirty either.

Ji Dongyuan stuck out his tongue and carefully licked the surface.

Then... his pupils shrank suddenly, and a big bead of sweat fell.



The sixth day ended in such a ridiculous way.

"The evil monster must be afraid and doesn't dare to come!"

It was a rare day for the geniuses to take a breather... After they relaxed, they began to talk animatedly and swear grand words.

Only those powerful leaders who had awakened the Nine Meridians frowned and remained silent.

The nine meridians are the pinnacle of heaven and earth. Although it is the lowest pinnacle... you can still feel a hint of crisis.

The tranquility of this day...is the prelude to the coming storm...



In a corner, Zhao Chu's pupils became more solemn than ever before.

In front of him, bolts of top-quality plain cloth were frantically sewn into spiritual robes... Countless poisonous rat skins collected yesterday were carved into demon talismans.

His mental energy was running too fast, making his scalp feel hot, as if boiling oil had been poured on it.

Biting the tip of his tongue, Zhao Chu was afraid that he would pass out... his mental energy was so exhausted,

The seventh day!

Destined...to decide life and death.



The interior of the solemn imperial court.

The nine golden elixir powerhouses move their true energy, and they are the center of the giant screen in hundreds of cities across the country.

Click!

Suddenly, a luminous pearl suspended in the central room... shattered.

"Oops!"

An old man with white beard and hair suddenly opened his eyes.

Warning!

This is an early warning sign.

The battlefield without regrets...is not normal.


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