The game starts with an ice dragon, and the protagonist is looking for trouble

The Fire Qilin Patriarch looked at the three Blood Clan Ninth-Order Half-Saints in front of him, his face was expressionless, he slowly stretched out his hand, and

a golden light appeared and rushed towards the clouds, constantly spreading, and a moment later, a golden sparkle was formed, spreading the enchantment of golden patterns.

Wrap the demon beasts, the Eastern Wilderness Race, and the Blood Clan, all in it.

This enchantment was used to trap the ninth-order Half-Saint below.

This is also to prevent the blood clan from fleeing and sneaking into all parts of the Eastern Wilderness.

A ninth-order blood tribe half-saint, seeing this situation, did not shy away from showing an evil smile, and spoke:

"Qilin, I haven't seen it for a long time, I miss it very much."

The other two ninth-order half-saints of the blood tribe looked around, looked at the Eastern Desolate Demon Beasts and Terrans who surrounded them, and spoke:

"This year is still the same, I hope this time, you can make us feel interesting."

"We are gradually getting stronger, but you are constantly weakening, in fact, the result has been decided, it is only a matter of time

, so stop doing useless resistance, become our blood food, defiance."

The Fire Qilin Patriarch showed disgust in his eyes, and he spoke categorically:

"It is true that I have not seen it for a long time, but you are still as annoying as ever, as long as this seat still exists, your conspiracy will never succeed."

The bloodthirsty demon tiger patriarch opened his mouth with a hippie smile, but the killing intent and battle intent in his eyes did not fade from beginning to end:

"It seems that my old friend has forgotten me."

The Eastern Wilderness Race, two ninth-order half-saints, Yun looked at the scene in front of him lightly, smiled, and remained silent.

"It is useless to talk more, either go to war, or you will go back and forth from where."

The fire unicorn goes straight to the point and speaks.

"Qilin, do you think we came here with such fanfare?"

A Blood Clan Ninth-Order Half-Saint spoke.

"Now that things are clear, let's go to war." The fire unicorn has no accidents and is in control.

Meanwhile.

The Eastern Wilderness Race, a ninth-order half-saint powerhouse, spoke:

"That's exactly what I mean."

"The Terrans obey orders, kill the blood tribe, punish evil and promote good, and strengthen the prestige of our race."

Suddenly, the blood of the Terrans was boiling, shouting in unison, and the momentum had reached its peak:

"Kill the blood clan, punish evil and promote good, and strengthen the prestige of our clan."

"Aren't you annoyed? Say these useless things every time. The ninth-order half-saint of the blood tribe scratched his ears with his fingers and opened his mouth impatiently.

"Go to war!"

After that, the ninth order of the blood tribe gave an order, and the war was about to break out.

"Fight!"

The Fire Qilin Patriarch, with a wave of his sleeves, gave an order, and all the races swarmed and rushed towards the Blood Clan, and the earth was constantly trembling.

The earth shook, and the sky fell apart.

"Terrans, fight."

The ninth-order half-saint of the Terran race, the sword pointed at the blood clan, and spoke.

The densely packed Terran powerhouses flew out in a steady stream and attacked the blood clan in the central zone.

At the same time, the two ninth-order half-saints of the Terran race tore through the space and came to the center of the battlefield.

The Fire Qilin Patriarch, the Bloodthirsty Demon Tiger Patriarch, too, tore through the space and came to the center.

The seven ninth-order half-saint powerhouses confronted each other with different expressions, their fighting intent intensified, and their swords were tense.

Suddenly, a spatial crack appeared out of thin air, reaching out and missing five fingers, without meaning to close, it was still in the void.

"Don't say much, please inside." The ninth-order half-saint of the blood tribe showed an evil smile with malice at the corner of his mouth, and made a gesture of invitation.

The Fire Qilin Patriarch was expressionless and had no intention of speaking.

Then with the bloodthirsty demon tiger, unhurriedly entered the spatial crack.

The Eastern Wilderness Terrans and Blood Race also followed closely and entered the spatial crack.

A moment later, the spatial crack closed and disappeared without a trace.

The ninth-order half-saint level can create its own space, and the space just now was created by the ninth-order half-saint of the blood clan.

However, the entry of other ninth-order half-saints can also interfere, or in other words, who is stronger and who has more initiative has nothing to do with who created it.

And the battle of the ninth-order half-saint powerhouse will destroy the heavens and the earth, and when the battle starts, the entire Eastern Wilderness will be crushed and razed to the ground.

This is not what they want, so they enter the spatial rift to fight, so that they can also fight to the fullest, why not.

And the following battle will be handed over to the strong people below the half-saint to fight, that is, the patriarch, the leader, and Ling Feng, their group.

The demon lord fights in the sky, and it will not affect the battles of other races.

And the Demon Sect is in the sky, more or less will still affect the following battles, but it is not harmful.

Each is looking for its own opponent.

..........

Race Patriarch, or Lao Zu, Demon Venerable Leader, Venerable Head, Venerable Elder, Blood Clan, Blood Venerable Leader.

Adding up to two hundred, they all tacitly agreed, tore out the spatial crack in front of them, and then walked in, instantly coming to the sky.

At the same time, Jiaoshuang spoke to Ling Feng:

"Little fellow, I will not go to the Venerable level battle this time, and at the same time, I will also hide the realm from being discovered, and secretly protect your safety."

Ling Feng refused without hesitation, and he did indeed have this strength.

"Don't worry about me, the demon lord can't help me, so you better go to your own battlefield."

After hearing Ling Feng's answer, Jiao Shuang was immediately amused by it, and covered his mouth and taught with a light smile:

"Little fellow, I know that you are talented, but it is better to have self-knowledge, self-righteousness is not a good thing, you should understand what I mean, right?"

"Whatever you want, as long as it doesn't get in my way." Ling Feng didn't want to refute anything, strength would prove everything.

Seeing Ling Feng's confident appearance, Jiao Shuang suddenly became interested and looked forward to it, hoping that it would really be as it said:

"Then I will wait and see, I hope that if it is really as you say, then I can also go to my own battlefield with confidence, after all, the battle of the Demon Sect is really boring."

At the same time, the seventh-order sect level seemed to rush into the sky and reach its own battlefield.

Countless figures rushed into the sky, drawing perfect arcs in the sky.

Ling Feng was the same, flying in the air and rushing into the sky.

Jiao Shuang smiled, and the figure flashed and disappeared without a trace.

..........

The sixth-order imperial step was in the sky for thousands of meters, and it was a fierce fight.

The ground is a battle below the sixth order, and the same is true, the fight is shattered, the roar and roar are continuous, and the screams are endless.

A moment later, the enchantment divided the battlefields of all parties, and the above battles did not affect the following, and would be resisted by the enchantment, which was the strength of the ninth-order half-saint, with great powers and horror.

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