As time went by, the seven major forces and the geniuses of the barbarians finally penetrated deep into the ancient forbidden territory.
In the deepest part, the land is desolate and broken into sand, as if it were a battlefield in ancient times.
At the same time, some arenas are located in the deepest part, as if they have experienced the baptism of time, are full of cracks, and are very old.
"Is this the place where the final battle between the two camps will take place?" Yan Wushuang, Ji Ling and others, led by the Sword Sect's Talin disciples, also arrived here.
Not only the Sword Sect Talin, but also people from other forces are also gathering here.
Not long after, Wuji Jianmen and others arrived first, led by Xuan Hao.
Although Xuan Hao lost to Ye Guchen at the previous exchange meeting, he did not lose it. Instead, he learned from the pain and accumulated experience, and now his strength has improved again.
In the ancient forbidden area, he also swept through all the saints and made a name for himself.
Xuan Feng, Xuan Die and others glanced at Yan Wushuang and others coldly.
That day in the valley, they were taught a lesson by the blood-armored figure, and their faces were swollen. It could be said that they had lost a lot of face.
In addition, Murong Ditian is also there. He also relied on some opportunities to cultivate to the Nine Transformations of the Soul, and his strength is not bad.
Later, the Three Imperial Palaces, led by the Little War Emperor Yang Haocang, also came here.
The little war emperor also made a name for himself in the ancient forbidden territory and was the nightmare of many barbarian saints.
However, the little war emperor's face didn't look very pretty at the moment.
Because Lu Qinghan was his default partner, but now he died at the hands of the blood-armored figure.
This made the little war emperor furious.
"Hmph, if you dare to appear here, you will be killed by the Overlord's Halberd!" The little war emperor's eyes were stern, and a cold light shot out.
Zhou Tong was not in the camp of the Three Imperial Palaces, but came with the beauties of the Lingxi Palace.
Fairy Qin was still in a low mood, and Zhou Tong occasionally comforted her.
He was not in a hurry, for fear of arousing Fairy Qin's vigilance and resentment.
Anyway, the opportunity will not be lost, Zhou Tong is willing to wait.
"When I gain the meaning of life and death, I can become a master of the mysteries of life and death, and step on Ye Guchen under my feet. Fairy Qin will also be moved by my sincerity and fall in love with me. In the end, everything belongs to me, Zhou Tong.
"Zhou Tong had a slight smile on his lips, and he was very high-spirited in his heart.
After that, the geniuses from Jiuxuan Sect, Fengdaowang Palace, Shengyuan Academy and other forces also arrived.
Not long after the seven major forces arrived, many saints and saints from the barbarians also arrived.
Jin Yang Shengzi, the Triple Crown King of the Jin clan, and Jin Zhanlie.
Mu Zhongling, the saint of the Mu tribe.
The Dragon Girl of the Water Tribe also came here.
There are also people like Yan Xuanji of the Fire Tribe, and the Holy Son of the Tu Tribe.
The peerless holy son of the Thunder Clan, Lei Jiuyou, and the Triple Crown King of the Wind Clan, Feng Xiaotian, also arrived.
In this place of ancient arena, it can be said that heroes gather together in a solemn atmosphere.
On the Shui tribe's side, the dragon girl's blue eyes looked in the direction of the seven major forces, but she did not see Ye Guchen.
"Where did he go? He never showed up?" Long Nu could be said to be the only person who knew that Ye Guchen was carrying the ancestor's totem, but she would not spread the news.
Her eyes suddenly looked to another place, a beautiful girl wearing a colorful dress and full of exotic style.
It is the month of Mulan.
Because she has never taken action in the ancient forbidden area, not many people in the seven major forces know about her.
But regardless of her cultivation level, in terms of status, she is not weaker than the Four-Crown King Tuoba Shang, who is also the genius of the ancient barbarian family.
"If we want to end the war, we still need to rely on the power of the Mulan family to see if it is possible for Ye Guchen to contact her." Long Nu thought to herself.
Among the barbarians, there are actually two major camps.
The Jin clan, Fire clan, Thunder clan and other clans headed by the Tuoba family are the main fighting faction.
The Shui tribe, Mu tribe and other tribes headed by the Mulan family are the peace faction.
However, Long Nu was prepared to observe further and did not rashly reveal the information about Ye Guchen to Mu Lanyue.
The atmosphere around the ancient arena was cold and solemn, and a storm was about to come.
"The barbarians have come this far, so let's fight." Xuan Hao was the first to stand up, with a cold tone, his hair flying, and two swords in his hands, quite imposing.
"I wonder who among the barbarians dares to fight with me!" The little war emperor stepped out with a cold and domineering look.
Every major force has its geniuses stepping out.
Only in the Sword Sect Tower Forest, when Yan Wushuang stepped out, the other six major forces all cast strange looks.
"At such an important moment right now, where is Ye Jianzong?" Zhou Tong suddenly spoke, seemingly confused.
But many people know that Zhou Tong's words are just asking questions knowingly.
Because after killing Lei Jiuming and others, Ye Guchen seemed to have evaporated in the ancient forbidden area, and no news was heard again.
Even when the inner courtyard was besieged in the valley, Ye Guchen never showed up.
"Haha, I think Ye Guchen must be hiding in fear." Princess Yuan Xi sneered.
"Hey, it's really ridiculous that such a timid person can bear the name of Sword Sect." Ren Tingting sneered.
The eyes of the other forces also flickered.
At such a juncture, Ye Guchen, who was an important combat force, did not appear, which was really unreasonable.
In the inner courtyard, Yan Wushuang's face was frozen, but he could not argue.
They can't contact Ye Guchen now.
Some inner court disciples felt even more insulted and clenched their fists tightly.
"If Senior Brother Ye comes, there will be no room for you to talk!" Some inner courtyard disciples were unwilling, but there was nothing they could do.
The momentum of the entire inner courtyard seemed to be overwhelmed by other forces.
At this time, from the barbarian camp, Lei Jiuyou snorted coldly: "It seems that the Sword Sect is destined to be a tortoise."
Lei Jiuyou has always wanted to avenge Lei Jiu Ming, but he has never met Ye Guchen.
He would not even know that the blood-armored figure with the ancestor totem who drove them away was the one he wanted to take revenge on.
"You fart!" someone yelled in the inner courtyard.
However, Lei Jiuyou and others just looked on coldly.
"Don't talk nonsense, let's fight." Xuan Hao stepped onto a desolate arena.
Here, Jin Zhanlie, the holy son of the Jin clan, also followed suit.
Just as the two of them boarded the ancient arena, the desolate land seemed to be affected and began to roar and vibrate.
On the ground, there are actually formation patterns spreading.
At the same time, in a desolate place on the outer edge of the ancient forbidden area, formations filled the air at the same time.
As the light spreads, all the scenes in the ancient arena are projected here.
Many people have already gathered here.
Whether it is the powerful men and elders of the seven major forces, or the patriarchs and elders of the barbarian tribes, they are all gathered here.
They know this place and have a complete formation that can resonate with the formation on the ancient arena and transmit images.
"It was Xuan Hao of Wuji Sword Sect who took action." Someone from the seven major forces commented.
Xuan Taiyi's face was dull. Although he only had one arm left, he still had the demeanor of a strong man in the divine palace.
On the other side, Feng Manlou and others from the Jianzong Pagoda Forest received strange looks from many people.
After all, the famous Sword Sect in Tower Linn has never been to the ancient arena.
And on the ancient arena, a battle between the two camps is about to begin.
Somewhere in the ancient forbidden area, Ye Guchen was sitting cross-legged on an altar, his breath surging and his sword energy soaring into the sky.
A sharp edge that seemed to be able to break through everything in the world erupted from his body.