Who? Who is talking?

Many people are confused. Let Ancestor Split Heaven fight?

How can a god-level person be just an idle person? After every great era, not all of the 108 giants of the Conferred Gods go to the realm of gods, and the Patriarch of Splitting Heaven is not a weakling. He was once brilliant and could be called the most terrifying.

Genius!

Even if he has cultivated to his level, even if he suppresses his realm to the dragon elephant realm, he still has some extremely terrifying methods, which can tear a group of enemies to pieces if he goes crazy!

Of course, how can such an existence end so easily? Even if it wins, it will be disgraceful.

However, there is someone now who wants to challenge the Patriarch of Splitting Heaven?

The area was in an uproar, and everyone was looking at Jun Tian. The old strong man who was requested by him was dumbfounded. Where did he come from?

"Whoa!"

Qing Yi and the others all stepped back and stayed away from Jun Tian, ​​acting as if they didn't recognize him.

Qing Mo's face turned into a scapegoat, but when he thought about his questioning of the Saint and the Qing Emperor yesterday, he wasn't surprised. He was a lunatic and his brain was abnormal.

"boom!"

At the top of the starry sky, the Patriarch of the Sky Splitter opened his terrifying eyes, tore through the mist of chaos, and stared at Juntian from above.

There is even more shuddering murderous intent spreading. This giant beast of the sky exudes the pressure to tear apart the universe, just like looking down at an insignificant ant on the ground.

Jun Tian raised his head and greeted him, not worried about being seen by the Splitting Heaven Ancestor. The Old Immortal had completely erased all traces of his past, and the Immortal Mist in his body had been covered!

In this situation, in the racial confrontation and fighting, he can take action as much as he wants!

"Are you coming down?"

Jun Tian spoke up and waved to Patriarch Splitting Heaven, asking him to fight.

This area is completely sensational. Is he serious? Is he not joking?

The various gods entrenched in the starry sky cast their gazes one after another, and if they come up, they will crack the sky with hard steel. Does the ancestor regard the war for racial hegemony as a child's play?

Jun Tian really didn't just say it, since he decided to fight here, he would kill a big guy by surprise!

"Human, are you looking for death?"

The third prince of the Golden Bird Tribe had an extremely tragic wave all over his body, and his face was full of cruelty. He held Zhan Nan's corpse in his paws, put it to his mouth in front of the strong men, and chewed it.

"Ah, senior brother!"

The disciples of the Great Dao Immortal Sect were furious. In fact, Zhan Nan was not dead yet and his soul was still alive. However, he remained silent and allowed his body to be torn apart by the monster.

"Jie Jie!"

With his mouth full of blood, the third prince looked at the eight wastelands and ten lands, and said in a cold voice: "We have won six games in a row. This race war is really not challenging at all. Where is Fairy Wanqing? I am extremely eager to taste it.

The most delicious food!”

"Asshole, you're so arrogant!"

A group of young and powerful men from the Great Dao Immortal Sect could not suppress their inner anger and wanted to go on stage to fight.

"Don't be reckless!"

The old strong man from the Dao Immortal Sect had a livid face, and he growled in a low voice: "Are you going up there to kill someone? Stay calm, no one can go on stage now!"

This group of disciples were furious. In fact, they didn't understand why Fairy Wanqing didn't come out in this situation. Is it still difficult for the Origin Dao Body to kill the Third Prince?

At the top of the starry sky, Wu Dao's face is gloomy, and the real invincible overlord of the alien race has not yet appeared on the stage!

So far, in a series of arena battles, the alien races have dispatched the strongest geniuses from the affiliated races, and what they ultimately plot is the rough treasure of terror sealed in the Chaos Arena.

This thing originally belonged to the Dao Immortal Sect, but it ended up being buried like this for millions of years. This is a great shame and humiliation for the Dao Immortal Sect.

He knew the plot of the alien race very well. Killing Fairy Wanqing would be a terrible shock to the human race. He had been forcing her to fight on the stage from the very beginning. Knowing yourself and the enemy will lead to victory in any battle!

Once, when Prince Dawei encountered a life-and-death crisis, he failed to reveal the complete Dongxu Taoist Mansion. It was obvious that he was hiding something that was scary.

But now the foreign race is urgently analyzing Fairy Wanqing's condition.

After all, the existence that can oppose Fairy Wanqing will be unbearable for any overlord group of foreign races in the event of death or injury!

"My junior brother Zhan Nan was eaten alive like this. I want to go on stage and kill this evil!"

"Holy Girl, it's not difficult for you to kill it, but after you win, according to the rules of the Chaos Arena, you must win three games in a row before you can step down."

"What should I be afraid of? Is the Origin Tao Body just a decoration?"

In the distance, in a fairy mansion floating in the void, a stunning woman dressed in blue is surrounded by hazy fairy clouds. Unparalleled Dao fluctuations ripple out of her body, with terrifying potential. Her body and Dao are in harmony, and her magic power is boundless.

Her skirt is fluttering, her black hair is like clouds, and she has oval cheeks. Standing here is like a deep sea. She is close to the Tao, as if she is standing at the core of heaven and earth, unattainable.

"The Origin Dao Body is naturally not a decoration, but the alien race has been forcing you to die. You should know what their purpose is. If you are really defeated, the overall situation will be completely messed up!"

A beautiful woman with a dignified temperament persuaded, similarly, the foreign race will not let heavyweight players get down easily. Once they lose, their morale will be seriously affected.

"The deputy leader is right."

Fairy Qinglian walked towards the fairy mansion. She had a graceful figure, bright eyes and white teeth, like a female sword fairy, with a fierce temperament. She said: "Sister Wanqing, the origin of Taoism is the first of the ten most powerful physiques in the human race. If you lose the battle in the future,

The influence is too great, I think it would be better for me to go out and kill the third prince of the Golden Bird clan and force out the foreign heavyweights, so that you can be prepared in advance."

"I'm not afraid of any strong young man, and I don't need to be tempted."

Fairy Wanqing's body is filled with terrifying fluctuations, and a vast and beautiful river and mountains appear behind her, showing her Tao and Dharma.

The country is as picturesque and the beauty as jade!

"The overall situation is the most important thing. The aliens dare to bring up the past and they have prepared everything. However, they don't understand where your limit is. Now you can't go on stage no matter what."

The red mole on Fairy Qinglian's eyebrows bloomed with auspicious colors, and she was in a trance in the realm of swordsmanship. The sky was full of chaos and green lotuses crashed down, swaying to reveal a terrifying sword light, swallowing up the whole area.

Fairy Wanqing was silent. This was some kind of game. The aliens would spend a huge price to force her to her ultimate combat power, and finally a real giant would come out to fight with her.

"There is no one left in the human race? Where is Fairy Wanqing?"

In the fighting arena where the atmosphere was extremely depressing, the third prince was as cold as a big demon, with his mouth full of blood and his angry laughter.

"I want to go to war." Jun Tian walked out.

The area was in an uproar. Who is this person?

In the Immortal Mansion, Fairy Qinglian was surprised. Could this scourge pretending to be Zutian have peak combat power?

"The clown." The third prince couldn't help but laugh loudly: "I never kill unknown people, please tell me your name quickly!"

"Force Zhang Daojun to cultivate loosely." Jun Tian said indifferently, always standing quietly between heaven and earth.

"Zhang Daojun? I've never heard of it." The third prince shook his head coldly.

"If I kill you, I will be famous." Jun Tian responded.

The third prince was furious and said in a cold voice: "Come up here and die!"

Just as Jun Tian was about to board the ring, several old and powerful human race men came over and stopped ‘Zhang Daojun’.

"You are a casual cultivator, do you really want to go up there?" These members are all stewards of the Chaos Arena. Someone frowned and said, "Do you know what it means to lose?"

"I won't lose."

Jun Tian responded easily, which made the people around him stunned. Who is this master? He is too confident?

"Let him get out!" The third prince was enraged. He had won six games in a row and was still being looked down upon? His accumulation in the field of dragon and elephant was extremely strong, and he was qualified to compete against top combatants.

"You go on stage and fight the Third Prince, it will certainly work."

A female deacon frowned and said: "But you have never participated in any battles, and you have no combat record in the Chaos Arena. It is against the rules to directly go on stage."

"What rules?" Jun Tian was extremely impatient.

"Fight a fight, and if you win, you can challenge the Third Prince."

The female deacon said: "The purpose of this is to prevent the third prince from arranging for his own people to be killed in order to increase the winning rate!"

"It makes sense!" Jun Tian suddenly realized.

"Should I improve my winning rate?" The third prince seemed to be insulted, his eyes were cold, how could he speak?

"Are you not convinced?"

Jun Tian pointed at the third prince and said: "You faker, after I win the first battle, I will send you and your ancestors to an underground secret meeting."

Not to mention that it was difficult for the third prince to accept these words, the strong men in the alien camp were extremely angry.

What kind of thing is this? Zhang Daojun? I have never heard of it, and he is so arrogant.

Fairy Qinglian held her forehead. She felt that Zhang Daojun was just a troublemaker. Did he jump out and deliberately delay time? Did she give valuable time to the powerful human race who were rushing to the battlefield?

It has been less than a day since the Chaos Horn was blown, and it is extremely difficult for the powerful men from the distant world to arrive in a short time.

"Third Prince, don't worry, I will beat him into a piece of rotten flesh for you to enjoy and restore the loss!"

A man with long blond hair and a shawl came out of the Golden Bird tribe. His body was as tall as the scorching sun, and his energy and blood were strong and powerful.

"It's Jin Hong!"

Someone looked gloomy and said: "How strong is Zhang Daojun? Jin Hong is a stunning dragon and elephant who has won three games in a row. Now he is so full of words. Once he is killed, the impact will be too bad!"
To be continued...