Valkyrie Bloodline

Zhang Qing of Wu Huashan persisted for eight breaths, and finally turned into a rain of blood!

Perhaps at the moment before he died, the only thing he could think of was regret!

A good Dimen is not a genius, come to the holy mountain to seek death!

Of course, even if he knew that if he failed to enter the holy mountain, he would become benevolent, he still came!

After all, for countless people in the secular world, the Holy Land is too mysterious and fascinating!

Zhang Qing's death was a huge loss to Wu Huashan, but to Holy Land, he didn't even blink an eye.

Insignificant, like ants.

It's like when people walk on the road, they don't care about how many ants they trampled to death when they step down.

boom!

Yun Qianchou was covered in blood!

He saw Zhang Qing's death!

In the past, the two of them fought against each other several times because of the battle of spirits! There are winners and losers. But after all, he wins more than loses, but seeing his former opponent die in front of his eyes, and dying in this way, gave him a strong shock!

"Ahhh!"

Yun Qianchou is not the kind of person who is unstable and easily impulsive. He even has a deep city and great ambitions!

But at this moment, Zhang Qing's death was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, completely bursting out all the negative emotions in his heart.

"I can not be reconciled!"

Boom!

The first genius of Cloud Shadow Sect directly detonated his soul!

Yes, he lasted longer than Zhang Qing! But he would rather detonate the primordial spirit! Kill yourself this way!

He knew very well that he was indeed better than Zhang Qing! But it's just a tiny bit stronger! The two fought against each other three times, and each time they fought for days and nights to decide the winner.

Now that Zhang Qing is dead, I can't hold on anymore!

Even if he is not dead, how long can he last?

Half breath? Still a breath?

It doesn't make any sense, because what awaits him is death!

Same as Zhang Qing!

Like an ant, he was completely crushed!

Since you are going to die, let's die vigorously!

Yun Qianchou, kill yourself! Detonate your soul!

A peerless genius blew himself up, almost causing even the emperor to shy away! After all, those who have persisted until now are almost close to the emperor's realm, and they can even take that step long ago!

The reason why they didn't prove the Tao was not that they didn't dare, but that they were more ambitious!

The ordinary imperial realm is no longer their goal! They want more! That's why I came to the Holy Land.

It's a pity that what awaits them is an abyss.

"Even if I die, I will take you with me!"

Before Yun Qianchou died, he laughed wildly, but it was a pity that his laughter could not be heard at all. Everything around him was suppressed by the Lord of Wushen Mountain himself, and not even the slightest sound could be transmitted.

Only, the terrible chain reaction caused by Yun Qianchou's self-explosion.

His purpose is simple, to drag others to hell together!

"Ignorance is more pathetic."

No one made a move to stop it, not in Wushen Mountain, nor in the Palace of Medicine King.

Not even the slightest fluctuation in the eyes, no sarcasm, indifference to the point of chilling.

Because behind this attitude, it represents arrogance!

It's like a mantis holding a car, it's not even ridiculous in their eyes.

Will human beings care about an ant that stretches its teeth and claws at itself, and then kills it on the tip of its shoe?

No!

Won't!

They don't even look the same, there is no disdain or contempt, because Yun Qianchou's behavior is almost as insignificant as air in their eyes.

boom!

Yuanshen blew himself up! One can imagine the power! It is almost close to the effect caused by the self-detonation of a powerful emperor.

but!

not enough!

Far from enough!

All forces in this world are suppressed to the limit! Shengjun is like an ordinary person here, so Yun Qianchou's self-explosion seems to be vigorous, but in fact it has almost no effect.

I saw his whole body turned into rain of blood, and then quickly disappeared with the self-explosion.

Even the weeds on the ground a foot away from him couldn't be torn apart, they just swayed slightly in the wind.

Only old man Jiang sighed softly.

This is not the first time he has seen this kind of scene, it happens once every ten thousand years, bloodier and crueler ones have appeared.

For example, 20,000 years ago, a group of geniuses from the outside world fought each other in order to survive in a closed area. In the end, there were only three of them left!

It was a massacre!

What kind of brothers, loving Taoist companions, have almost revealed the ugliest side of human nature at that point.

In order to survive, he can do anything and sacrifice everything.

Zhang Qing is dead, and Yun Qianchou is also dead!

They are not weak, but in the eyes of the Great Hall Master of Wushen Mountain, they are not worth mentioning.

As the two disappeared into thin air, there were still ten people left!

Just these ten people, but they didn't make any moves.

"Um?"

Obviously, this result was not what the mysterious Hall Master of Wushen Mountain wanted to see.

His purpose is very clear, no matter how talented the outside world is, the Holy Land will not accept too many people.

fair? There is no fairness in the world.

Those are all lies used by the strong to fool the weak!

The same goes for the Holy Land!

"Boy, hold on!"

Old man Jiang's face was tense, and even the other guides in the Holy Land were slightly surprised.

They know the rules of the Holy Land, no matter how many geniuses there are, they still choose the best!

Strange, I can only blame too many accidents this time!

Who would have thought that there would be four geniuses in the Ninth Rank Dao Seal all at once!

There is even one that seems to be on the Ninth Grade Dao Seal!

It's just that their vision can no longer judge, including several palace masters are actually suspicious.

In this way, it is absolutely impossible for these five people to die! The Holy Land will open its doors to them!

But for others, there is only one end!

From the very beginning, the main hall master of Wushen Mountain revealed that there are only five people at most who can enter the Holy Land this time!

In other words, at most five people survived!

Everyone else will die!

Of course, there may be exceptions! But it is absolutely impossible for all ten people to be alive!

…

Twenty breaths really felt like years, and it could even be said that each breath was as long as tens of thousands of years.

At this moment, among the ten figures, beads of sweat gradually began to appear on their foreheads.

"Damn it! It's only 11 breaths! It can't end here!"

Zhuofei's eyes were bloodshot, he didn't expect to be forced to such a point!

He clearly condensed the Dao Seal, what a genius he is! Why are you facing the test of life and death?

No!

He refuses to accept it!

The Holy Land cannot decide his life or death!

He is a disciple of Jiuchongtian! It is one in a million!

Twelve breaths!

The skin on Zhuofei's body began to crack, dripping with blood! Even the Dao seal that he had just condensed did not hesitate at all, and frantically protected him in front of him!

Resist with the power of Daoyin!

Then, he saw in despair that a crack gradually appeared in the Dao Seal, which made him almost proud.

Then two, three...

boom!