The Strongest Player Who Descended From the Wilderness

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The atmosphere was tense and critical.

The demon clan and the witch clan were lined up on both sides, staring at each other with eager eyes.

More and more practitioners have gathered hundreds of miles away.

It has almost reached about a million. Although it also occupies a cloud layer of various colors, it looks quite spectacular, but compared to the tens of millions of people of the Lich and Lich clans, it is really insignificant!

Although many practitioners do not give up, they do not dare to act rashly.

After all, now that the Lich and Lich clans have gathered together, they have already become jealous.

If you rush out rashly, you will definitely be attacked by the two lich clans at the same time.

Even with high cultivation, there is no guarantee of surviving such an intensive attack.

It's just that although the two lich clans have been in a tense confrontation and the atmosphere is solemn, no one has started the battle without authorization.

This made many practitioners who were waiting to watch the excitement feel a little anxious.

Some practitioners said with emotion: "Why haven't we started fighting yet? I'm impatient to wait."

"What's the rush? The war between the two Lich clans is inevitable. It will probably start soon after this innate spiritual treasure is unearthed."

Some practitioners sneered and said: "When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman will benefit. It is best for the two tribes to fight against each other and both sides will suffer. In that case, we will have an opportunity."

Others subconsciously stayed away from this practitioner.

Someone ridiculed: "Can you please be more awake? Just think about things like snipe and clam competing for the fisherman's profit. Don't expect it to really happen. Whether it is the Witch Clan or the Monster Clan, they are all skinny camels bigger than horses." , even if they both lose, it’s not something we can covet.”

Some practitioners said with emotion: "This place just needs a pot of good tea and a pot of good wine, and then we can watch a big show."

Someone clapped their hands and laughed and said, "That's right. Even if we don't have the opportunity to participate in this shocking battle, it would be nice to have the opportunity to witness it with our own eyes!"

Some practitioners are afraid that the world will not be in chaos, and even start a gambling game: "Come on, fellow Taoists, you are idle anyway, why don't you all take a gamble and see who will win this innate spiritual treasure?" ."

Many practitioners placed their bets: "Let me place a bet. I think the Witch Clan will definitely win this time!"

Some shook their heads and said: "Your vision is not good. The demon clan has unified the three realms and six realms. The demon clan must win!"

Ye Chen watched with cold eyes, silently wiping the two long swords in his hands that had been transformed by him.

These two long swords look ordinary and even have rust on them. No one would know that they are actually the famous Abi Sword and Yuantu Sword.

If you want to snatch this innate spiritual treasure this time, you will have to go on a killing spree.

Ye Chen was determined to obtain this innate spiritual treasure.

If gods stand in the way, they will kill gods; if they stand in the way of Buddha, they will kill Buddha.

Abi Sword and Yuantu Sword are destined to drink blood.

As for the twelfth-grade world-destroying black lotus, he has also buried it in the canyon.

When the war begins, it is also time for the World-Destroying Black Lotus to be harvested.

The lake is still calm, but as time goes by, the surface of the lake becomes more calm.

Only Ye Chen's ray of consciousness was still under the water, constantly spying on the movements of the strange fish around him.

Ye Chen's ray of consciousness was not just spying on the reactions of those strange fish underwater, but simulating them.

Ye Chen himself was a quasi-sage, and he was proficient in thunder spells. Ordinary thunder spells were of no use to him.

It's just that this kind of Kuishui Yin Lei is too vicious, so you have to be careful.

No one noticed that Ye Chen's skin was squirming slightly, and it had become the same as the smell of those strange fish.

It's just a matter of imitating these related body rhythms and the aura of Kuishui Yinlei. This is very simple for Ye Chen.

Under everyone's gaze, time passed quickly, and it was almost time for the innate spiritual treasure to be unearthed.

There was no wind on the water, and the waves began to roll.

Boom!

Thousands of feet of waves crashed onto the shore, making a huge roar.

All the Witch Clan warriors and Demon Clan warriors involuntarily clenched the weapons in their hands and stared fiercely at the other side of the canyon. Their legs tightened and began to exert force.

With just one command, they would rush towards each other crazily.

The generals of the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan were able to keep their composure.

They were immersed in their minds, letting go of their spiritual consciousness, and constantly exploring the situation under the water.

It's just that their cultivation is still far behind Ye Chen.

No one noticed the strange fish clinging to the cliffs on both sides.

The two of them were just a little skeptical as to why there were no other underwater creatures in such a large lake.

The two generals were also a little shocked by the gourd-shaped terrain under the water.

The world under the water is too vast, and it is very likely that the main battlefield this time will be underwater.

Only after snatching that innate spiritual treasure will it be transferred to the water.

The general of the Wu clan said coldly to the people beside him: "The fighting at the beginning was the most intense. After the innate spirit treasure was unearthed, those damned ones were immediately sent to the death camp to consume the opponent's vitality."

A Witch Clan general next to him frowned and said, "General, I'm afraid the Demon Clan has the same idea, and only consumes the other party's death camp members!"

The other Wu generals said with some regret: "At the beginning of the war, a very tough guy appeared in our death camp, but he killed everyone on the battlefield and fought several beautiful battles."

"I also planned to transfer this guy to my command if he could survive ten games, but he actually disappeared. He might have died on the battlefield. It's a pity."

The general of the Wu clan snorted coldly and said: "It's nothing to regret, it's just a death row prisoner. Almost no one can successfully survive ten games. We have many death row prisoners going to the death camp. It doesn't matter even if they all die!" "

Everyone laughed and quickly forgot about the warrior who went to the death camp.

Unfortunately, they didn't know that the warrior had returned with a different identity and planned to snatch the innate spiritual treasure.

Ye Chen's huge consciousness enveloped the surroundings, and he also heard the conversations of these Wu clan generals.

After hearing these words, he was not angry, but had a sneer on his lips.

We have become accustomed to it. No matter what race we are in, in the eyes of the so-called big shots, let alone the mere death row prisoners going to death camps, even the elite soldiers are nothing more than a series of numbers in their eyes.

Since I have helped the Witch Clan win several battles, taking this innate spiritual treasure can be regarded as a little reward!

Ye Chen sat there recuperating his energy, with the Abi Sword and the Yuantu Sword lying across his knees.