Era of National Gods: A Hundred-Fold Increase

Who would have thought that it was a battle that was crushed originally.

With one move of 100,000 thunderbolts, the Demon Wolf Clan cultivator's body exploded, and his vitality was almost cut off.

The so-called fiasco is nothing more than that!

So exciting!

"Huh? Senior Brother Mu Yu, how could this be!?"

Only then did people notice that Mu Yu's black hair had turned snow-white.

There were dense wrinkles on the skin, and Junyi's appearance was extremely old.

The handsome young man will grow old in the blink of an eye.

"A forbidden technique, a forbidden technique that can only be used once in a lifetime,

The eyes of the disciples were moist, and the old figure standing in front became as tall as a mountain.

This is at the cost of his life, for the ancient wilderness, for the three major sects.

A crucial victory for billions of human beings.

Mu Yu left and disappeared in front of his eyes, leaving only the back of Xiang Lou, but it shone to everyone.

Qi and blood are withered, life is exhausted, and time is short.

Take away the twilight and leave the glory, perhaps this is his last pride.

"Senior Brother Mu Yu, live up to the name of the arrogance of the human race!"

The second battle of Zhou Tianjing began one after another, and the monster clan played a colorful peacock. 503

The strength is strong, the shot is even more ruthless, and the moves are deadly.

The one who fought against him was a Tianjiao of the Yuqing Sect, who was born in the talisman sect and had a strong soul.

The talisman skills are amazing, but for a while it was inextricable with the colorful peacock.

The seven-colored sword feathers cut through the sky and collided with the runes in the sky, like stars shining, extremely gorgeous.

"Five Thunder" Talisman!

The young man of the Fu Zhuan Sect pinched the talisman and pointed to the sky with one hand, causing five lightning bolts to descend from the sky.

Seeing this, the colorful peacock shot out countless sword feathers in an instant, breaking through the air with vigor, blocking the bombardment of five lightning beams.

"Heavenly Fire Talisman!"

The young man of Fu Zhuanzong shouted again, a raging fire fell from the sky, burning the nothingness, and the arrow feathers in the sky were melted in an instant.

"Seven-colored divine light!

Not to be outdone, the colorful peacock stimulates the power of innate blood.

And using the strongest tactics of the clan, the sword feathers opened, the divine light broke the sky, and the thunder and fire were swept away.

One person and one monster were hit from the sky to the ground, and the vitality in the body was exhausted.

But the demon clan's body is tyrannical, and even if there is no support from heaven and earth, the battle power that erupts cannot be ignored.

And the youth of Fu Mengzong's body is exhausted, and his soul force can't support such a high-intensity battle, so he can only drink hatred.

The second battle of Zhou Tianjing came to an end.

Monsters win!

The King of the Swallowing Tiger raised his head, which was bigger than a mountain, and said in a loud voice, "Yin Zhengyuan.

As long as my demon clan wins one more victory, you have to open the guardian array obediently to welcome the iron cavalry of our clan army!

At present, Zhou Tianjing is one victory and one defeat, just as the King of Swallowing Tiger said.

If the demon clan wins one more game, then the human race loses in the Zhou Tianjing gambling battle.

Life Fetal Realm has been defeated, if Zhou Tianjing is defeated again, he must fulfill the gambling contract and withdraw the Great Array of Protecting Sect.

Therefore, the last battle at Zhou Tianjing was directly related to the success or failure of the three major sects.

It is related to the life and death of countless human monks in the ancient wilderness.

It's a battle of fate!

All the disciples clenched their fists, the blood in their bodies burning.

At this moment, they yearn for strength and power like never before.

If you can win this battle, even if you sacrifice your life and burn your soul, you will not hesitate.

But unfortunately, with their talent and combat power, even with all they have, they cannot defeat the arrogance of the demon clan.

In the Zhoutian realm, who can fight for the human race?

"Brother Li Yue! Brother Li Yue can fight for the human race!"

Some disciples thought about Li Yue, the monstrous evildoer in the ancient wilderness.

With the cultivation base of the Great Zhou Tianjing, he fought against the Four Great Spiritual Cultivation Realm Tianjiao.

If Li Yue can play, Zhou Tianjing will win!

"Senior Brother Li is still in retreat in the sea of ​​thunder, and I'm afraid he doesn't know about the pressure of the gentry army."

"I'm going to invite Senior Brother Li out of the customs!"

"I am going too!

A group of disciples shouted and rushed to Lei Hai to let Li Yue go out to meet the enemy.

At this time, Yin Zhengyuan spoke up, and he confronted the ten demon kings.

"The last battle of Zhou Tianjing, it is better to let it go for a while, and then fight after the duel in the spiritual realm is over. What do the demon kings think?"

The King of the Swallowing Tiger raised his head and laughed loudly, shaking the sky, saying: "Yin Zhengyuan.

This king knows what tricks you are playing, and there is no one in your human race Zhou Tianjing that can stand a fight!"

"You are waiting for someone, and you want to reverse the world in the Zhou Tianjing, well, this king will give you a chance!

"The last battle of Zhou Tianjing, the duel after the stocking of the spirit realm, but I'm afraid, you will never see this battle!"

"The first battle of the spiritual cultivation realm begins, where is Hu Xiaotian!"

The King of the Swallowing Tiger shouted loudly, his voice was like thunder in the nine heavens.

I saw a burly young man walking out from behind the King of the Swallowing Tiger, walking like a tiger.

The momentum is like a mountain, and the evil spirit rushes out of the body, condensing into a blossoming dark red demon cloud.

Hu Xiaotian came to the field, his eyes were as sharp as swords flying, and his blood was like a wolf smoke rushing into the sky.

The disciples of the three sects were all terrified, and they were far apart, and they could feel the surging blood and evil spirits.

"Hu Xiaotian, has the purest bloodline of the swallowing tiger clan, is as famous as Monta, and is one of the strongest monks of this generation of the demon clan!

"The cloud of blood condensed on his head is all the blood of my human cultivator!"

"If anyone can pluck the head of this vicious tiger, Hu Xiaotian, I would like to be a slave for ten lifetimes to repay my kindness!"

Countless disciples gritted their teeth and hated to the sky.

They are not all disciples of the three major sects, but more are the remnant disciples of various sects and sects in the ancient wilderness.

And Hu Xiaotian's name was established on the bones of these sect disciples.

Wherever the tiger roars, the ulna becomes a mountain, and the blood flows into a river!

In terms of killing intent, Hu Xiaotian was the number one, and it was even higher than Monta A.

Every cultivator in the Desolate Ancient Territory could not wait to drink his blood and his bones.

Bai Chuan stared at Hu Zhantian like a knife, and clenched his fists. If the rules allowed him, he would definitely go up to fight with him.

If he wants to prove invincible, he must defeat those peerless monsters, and Hu Xiaotian is one of them.

"Who is going to fight me!" Hu Xiaotian shouted in front of the array, arrogant and domineering.

"I come!

Wu Yan strode toward the meteor, and his momentum increased sharply.

When he came to the opposite of Hu Xiaotian, Wu Yan's aura had already climbed to the extreme, and his body was burning like fire.

"They all say that you are a fierce tiger who can eat people, but I don't believe it.

Today I'm going to turn your fierce tiger into a sick cat!"

During the speech, Wu Yan's momentum changed again, and the whole body was lit with raging fire, and the temperature was terrifyingly high.

"kill!"

Hu Xiaotian's face was stern, and he raised his fist to attack, completely ignoring the fiery flames that were rising in the void.

Pu Shanda's fist imprint contained astonishing killing power, and the flames ignited around Wu Yan's body were instantly shattered.

"Well done!

Wu Yan was not surprised but delighted, he was the most outstanding cultivator of Yuqingzong's generation.

Self-confidence and physique are unparalleled, and the most fearless thing is close hand-to-hand combat!

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