The ferocious beasts were rampant, trampling many lone cultivators to death.
Seeing such a scene, many people in the team led by Mo Wangchen began to panic.
"keep going!"
Only Mo Wangchen was unafraid and shouted, causing the turbulent team to become much quieter.
Although their cultivation levels are similar, there is still no comparison between the cultivators and the ancient ferocious beasts.
On the one hand, the bodies of the ferocious beasts are too large and can easily kill cultivators. On the other hand, these ferocious beasts have rough skin and thick flesh, and are extremely defensive. Without enough manpower, they cannot fight against them.
"Bah!"
Suddenly, a streak of rainbow light cut through the void, coming from far to near, and slashing at an astonishing speed. During the movement, the rainbow light turned into an astonishing sword energy, and in the blink of an eye it landed on a ferocious beast.
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"Poof!"
The sword light was so sharp and shocking that it cut the roaring beast in half in an instant, killing it on the spot.
Such a scene shocked many people. When Mo Wangchen and others looked around, they saw a void in the distance, and a team of hundreds of people was rushing towards them. These people were all holding holy weapons, and they just joined forces to strike.
Killed a ferocious beast.
"Bah!"
In the other direction, the same scene happened again, another vicious beast was killed, and the one who took action was also a team of hundreds of people.
"It's the people from Beihuang who took action!"
Behind Mo Wangchen, a proud man from the Eastern Wilderness was surprised and recognized the two teams. They were the geniuses from the Northern Wilderness.
Soon they also discovered that there were more than two teams of hundreds of people, and there were actually five or six teams. After killing a ferocious beast, those teams continued to move towards the next ferocious beast.
The beast was killed, as if he wanted to kill all the ferocious beasts that emerged from the foot of the mountain.
"The statues here are probably being targeted by people from the Northern Wilderness. With such a large-scale massacre and their large numbers, even if we go, let alone not be able to fight, what should we do now?" Someone couldn't help but ask.
Mo Wangchen frowned slightly, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Let's go over there first."
Everyone was silent after hearing this. Since they chose to join Mo Wangchen's team, all actions must be taken by Mo Wangchen. Even if some people are unwilling, they think that even if they rush now, it will be in vain, and there is a huge risk.
You might lose your life for nothing and be teleported away.
But now, there are endless ferocious beasts emerging from the peaks everywhere. If you do not follow the team, but act alone, it will only be more dangerous.
As a last resort, they could only continue to follow Mo Wangchen.
The closer they get to Jue Peak, the more people Mo Wangchen and his party encounter, but most of them are solo practitioners. Only a few people have teams, but they are only teams of more than a dozen people.
There were only twenty or thirty people. Compared with their team of more than sixty people, the number of people was much smaller.
All parties moved forward with a tacit understanding, and no one took the initiative to provoke anyone.
As we approach the foot of the mountain, there is an ancient ladder leading straight to the top of the mountain.
At this moment, under the ancient staircase, most of the Northern Wilderness geniuses who had previously joined forces to kill the monsters had arrived. About three to four hundred people stood in front of the foot of the mountain, blocking the way up the mountain.
"This peak belongs to me in the Northern Wilderness. The rest of the people are waiting to retreat quickly."
Among the crowd in Beihuang, a young man led by him stood up, looked around at the crowd who rushed to the foot of the mountain, and spoke quietly.
Mo Wangchen narrowed his eyes slightly because he recognized the young man who spoke. It was Chen Han who he met in Taifeng City last night.
"The statue does not belong to anyone. This is an assessment left by the Immortal Lord of Creation in the past. Why do you monopolize it in Beihuang?"
Hearing Chen Han's words, many people couldn't help but frown. It was obvious that they had finally arrived here, so how could they want to leave just like that.
Moreover, in other places with statues of gods, most people have already passed by in large numbers. It is too late to change the target now.
"Why?"
Chen Hanhan smiled, "Just because I am the strongest in the four regions in the Northern Wilderness, I also have the largest number of participants in this assessment. If you have any objections, you can come up and let me see who is not afraid of death."
"you!"
The young man who spoke wanted to say something more, but was quickly stopped by his companions beside him, "Forget it, they are outnumbered."
"There are tens of thousands of proud people participating in the assessment this time. It doesn't matter if you have more people in the Northern Wilderness. Can you still have more people than the other three regions combined?"
At this moment, Mo Wangchen walked out of the crowd, looked at Chen Han with a stern expression, and continued, "This peak does not belong to anyone. Everyone is qualified to be recognized by the statue. You have no reason to drive away others in Beihuang."
people."
"Don't forget Chen?"
Chen Han looked at it and immediately squinted his eyes. He recognized Mo Wangchen, and then glanced at the more than sixty proud men of the East Wasteland who were following Mo Wangchen. He immediately sneered and said, "There are quite a few of them."
, but compared to us, it is still far behind. I don’t care what happens to you in the Eastern Wasteland, but in this heaven, everyone has the same level of cultivation and knows how to leave quickly."
"What if I say no?"
Mo Wangchen also narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and took another step forward.
"court death!"
Murderous intent appeared in Chen Han's eyes, and when he was about to take action, a young man behind him came out and said, "Brother Chen, why do you need to take action to deal with this person? Outside, I may not be his enemy with one strike, but in this world,
We all have similar cultivation levels, and I would also like to understand how capable this rising star from the Eastern Wasteland is."
The name of the person who spoke was Zhao Yan, who belonged to a descendant of an ancient family in the Northern Wilderness. Outside, his cultivation level was only at the peak of the second level of the Ancient God. Not to mention the four regions of the world, even in the Northern Wilderness region, he was still an average person.
One of the humanoids.
But now, everyone's cultivation has been suppressed to the first level of the Ancient God Realm. Zhao Yan is extremely conceited. He always feels that there is no difference between himself and the real geniuses. The only difference is the different resources obtained.
Therefore, his cultivation cannot catch up.
Now, since their cultivation levels have been suppressed to the same level, what else does he have to fear?
If he can defeat Mo Wangchen here today with the same level of cultivation, he will become famous all over the world and be cultivated by his family.
Not only Zhao Yan, but also many people after Chen Han's death also had such thoughts.
But since Zhao Yan had taken the lead to stand up, they could only sigh secretly that they had lost this opportunity.
"You're a rising star in the Eastern Wasteland, let me see how capable you are. Take my blow first!"
Zhao Yan sneered, and as he spoke, a golden halberd appeared in his hand. The sea of spirits moved, and overwhelming divine power poured out. The sharp halberd light penetrated the void and reached the center of Mo Wangchen's eyebrows.
"Buzz..."
Suddenly, the void shook slightly, and Mo Wangchen stood motionless on the spot with a calm expression. When the opponent's attack approached, he finally moved.
He stretched out his palm forward, and under everyone's disbelieving gaze, Mo Wangchen actually grabbed the halberd blade that was coming towards him with his bare hands, and then squeezed it, crushing it into pieces and exploding.
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"Bang!"
The next moment, he dodged, clenched his right fist, and blasted out, hitting Zhao Yan's chest directly, sending him flying out, coughing up blood, and slammed into a big tree in the distance.
"Although the cultivation levels are the same, one blow is enough to kill you." His voice was calm, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.