One of the guardians of the Bafang family, Nangong Wanling, as the strongest of the younger generation of the Nangong family, as a woman, has a combat power that even the men of the Nangong family can match.

As the proud daughter of the Nangong family, Nangong Wanling was born with an absolute natural advantage that others did not have, whether it was a natural treasure or a magical spell, what she could come into contact with was something that others did not dare to imagine, among the younger generation, it was rare to meet opponents, even the younger generations of the other seven guardian families did not dare to provoke easily.

In the distance, the mountains were undulating, and under the blood moon, it seemed that danger was everywhere, Nangong Wanling stared at it for a long time, and then walked towards the mountains and rivers.

At the same time, in other directions of the Space Ancient Battlefield, the figure of Tianjiao Nangong Wanling, whose aura was not inferior to that of the Nangong family, also began to move forward, and the terrifying coercion made people dare not approach easily.

In the three directions, in the west of the space ancient battlefield, a blond-haired man stepped forward, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his posture was vigorous and straight, and he looked amazingly explosive.

Bei Zhenyuan, the strongest of the younger generation of the Northern Guardian Family, his strength is extremely strong, it is said that he has defeated several elders in the Red Dust Realm in his family a few years ago, and shook the Bafang Guardian Family, you must know that those who can become an elder of a family in the Red Dust Realm are all strong and have their own stunts, they have been immersed in stunts for countless years, often believing in a trick and eating all over the sky.

It was really difficult to defeat such an old monster, but Bei Zhenyuan easily suppressed them.

In the north, in the lonely moonlight, a woman with a soft breath stepped forward, the powerful power of cultivation was restrained, a pair of beautiful eyes looked ahead, and a little different color flashed.

The heirs of the most powerful guardians of the eight directions have been separated, but there is a strong man in the east whose aura is not inferior to that of the descendants of the guardians, and it seems that the descendants of the guardians of the eight directions will encounter a formidable opponent.

In the east of the Ancient Battlefield of Space, in front of an undulating mountain range, the Holy Body and Zhao Yan'er stopped at the same time, their eyes looking ahead, and their expressions became more solemn.

It had been at least a day since he came in, but the blood moon in the sky had not moved, and the day had never arrived.

"The legendary Land of the Polar Night?"

The Eucharist glanced at the blood moon in the sky, a strange little world, if there was no daylight, there would be no normal beings in this world.

"What is the place in the Polar Night Land?" Zhao Yan'er suddenly asked in a low voice.

Since entering this space battlefield, Zhao Yan'er has remained silent and rarely spoke, there are too many unknown dangers here, and if they are not careful, they may be in danger.

"The Land of the Polar Night...... This is a natural phenomenon, and there are always places where the sun can't shine in, so it becomes the place of polar night. The Eucharist said softly.

"Where the sun can't shine in......" Zhao Yan'er muttered softly.

The two of them walked forward a few steps, and suddenly, an extremely chilling fluctuating power came from the distance, and the coercion was amazing, not losing to any Red Dust Realm powerhouse in the slightest.

The Eucharist gazed, and his footsteps stopped again.

This is, a child of the Guardian family!

Far away, Dongfang Mingcheng also felt a powerful aura from the east, and a touch of murderous intent flashed in his cold eyes, not inferior to any strong man of the disciples of the guardian family, when did there be such a strong person in the human race.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Mingcheng stepped over, the speed became faster and faster, and disappeared into the night in an instant.

Thousands of miles away, the Holy Body felt a powerful aura coming from afar, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Encountering the powerhouse of the Guardian Family so quickly, this was something he didn't expect before, not to say that all the disciples of the Guardian Family must be stronger than the descendants of other families or sects, but the disciples of the Guardian Family who can come here are undoubtedly the real peerless Tianjiao, plus their supernatural powers are passed down from the Flame Palace, and their strength, in the same realm, is almost impossible for others to compete with.

In a few breaths, in the distance, the disciples of the powerful guardian family are getting closer and closer, those who come are not good, and those who are good are not coming, at this sensitive moment, there is no doubt that meeting is life and death.

The Blessed Sacrament paused for a moment, and then walked into the mountains and rivers ahead.

Not long after, outside the mountains and rivers, a figure with cyan brilliance lingering around his body appeared, Dongfang Mingcheng, the strongest disciple of the family at the head of the eight guardians of the contemporary era, appeared coldly.

Taking a step, the figure flashed, Dongfang Mingcheng felt the powerful aura in the mountains and rivers, and rushed forward.

In the mountains and rivers, a figure in white clothes stood quietly, his breath was calm, and his expression did not change much when he looked at the figure coming from afar.

Although he didn't want to touch the heir of the Guardian so soon, since he came, he wouldn't deliberately avoid it.

Maybe those old guys in the hidden family who have been cultivating for countless years, he can't be defeated for the time being, but his descendants have no need to avoid them.

Thousands of feet away, the green light was shining, Dongfang Mingcheng appeared, and after seeing the young man in white standing quietly in front of him, his steps stopped.

The eyes of the confrontation were cold, without any words, and the cold wind suddenly rose, and Dongfang Mingcheng's figure moved.

It's fast, it's even more thrilling, the unparalleled magic spell, the coercion is terrifying, the trick has not been made, and the vision of Fang Yuan has been born.

The huge light phantom manifested behind Dongfang Mingcheng, and the heavens followed, above the nine heavens, the wind and clouds were rolling, and the thunder was rushing.

The blue light swept in, the guardian heir raised his hand, and the heavy fist fell, and in front of him, the heaven and earth shook violently, and it was difficult to bear the power of the guardian.

At this moment, between the two of them, the divine sword was magnificent, and an unbreakable spatial barrier appeared with the light of the divine sword, and it suddenly blocked the life-killing move.

The next moment, within a radius of thousands of feet, a ghostly light appeared, and the divine sword descended to welcome the guardian heir.

In the ancient battlefield of space, in the east, in the mountains, the descendants of the guardians and the holy body met, and three years later, the two peak powerhouses had already clashed in advance.

Dongfang Mingcheng, the descendant of the guardian, the first person of the contemporary Oriental family, the powerful magic is terrifying, as soon as he appeared, a young Tianjiao in the distance felt the pressure deep into his bones.

According to the eyes, Dongfang Mingcheng's body moved, and the figure that came in an instant, the heavy fists converged, and the vision manifested.

With a bang, the moment the air wave was coming, between the two, the space barrier appeared out of thin air, blocking the former's attack.

The light of the divine sword bloomed, the sword field opened, the heaven and the earth were sealed, thousands of zhang were round, and the ghostly light rose, trapping the guardian heirs in it.

"Sword Field Ban!"

Dongfang Mingcheng looked at the glowing light around him, and his cold expression was even more murderous.

"When we meet for the first time, is it too rude for Your Excellency to do it as soon as you come up?"

The Holy Sacrament looked at the man in front of him and said calmly.

"Death is the greatest tribute to you. ”

Dongfang Mingcheng raised his hand, a cyan light rose, a huge bright phantom roared up to the sky, and the giant fist slammed down, smashing into the space barrier of the sword field.

The thunder shook violently, the sword field was forbidden to shake, and the surrounding mountains and rivers also shook.

The Guardian Descendant, the cultivation is shocking, and vaguely, he has actually stepped into the late stage of the Red Dust Realm, even if it is only one step away from the realm of heaven and man.

The holy body stood outside the prohibition of the sword field, looking at Dongfang Mingcheng in the sword field, his left hand waved, and a divine spear appeared, cutting the artifact of the gods and punishing the immortals, and the immortals reappeared.

The spear vibrates, the shadow of the gun surges, the earth-shattering might, rolls up a thousand heavy sand waves, and the artifact of slashing gods and immortals is shocked.

The shadow of the spear passed through the forbidden god and entered the space of the sword field, and the entire sword field prohibition suddenly multiplied, and the shadow of the gun was agitated, and it was fierce.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mingcheng's expression was slightly condensed, and his pace turned to avoid a heavy spear phantom.

"Liuxian Marksmanship Second Style!"

The spear moved again, the power rose several times, the holy body drank softly, the body was opened, and the black hair danced wildly in the wind, leaving the immortal in the world, and the spear was killed.

The spear moved, the heavens and the earth moved, and after an instant condensation, in the sword field, the void suddenly twisted violently, and death came, swallowing the guardian descendants below.

"Eternal Light!"

Dongfang Mingcheng stared, looking at the terrifying vision pressed by the sky, his expression was not flustered, his hands were slightly open, and an incomparable force erupted, soaring into the sky.

The bipolar confrontation, the aftermath was shocking, and the rumbling and shaking resounded throughout the mountains and rivers, even if there was a sword field to prohibit blocking, it was difficult to suppress them all.

Outside the sword field, the wind and waves swept away, and the holy body stood still, dressed in white and hunting with the wind, but the body of the holy body stood immovable, immobile like a mountain.

The two of Ling Li's young generation are at the pinnacle of each other, and when they first fight, they show peerless cultivation, the guardian is the successor, and the blood of the immortals is condensed, impacting each other, and each is amazing

The sound of the spear contending, the sound of urgency, the ban on the sword field, it was difficult to break for a while, Dongfang Mingcheng was fully focused on dealing with the constantly attacking spear phantoms around him, and the killing intent in his eyes became more and more intense.

The two strong battles, the stalemate of the situation, the competition of supernatural powers, and the impact of the foundation, neither of them left their hands, one attack and one defense, showing their respective cultivation.

Hour by hour, outside the sword field, the Holy Body continued to consume the power of the guardian's descendants with the phantom of the divine spear, and never stepped into the sword field half a step from beginning to end.

In the sword field, Dongfang Mingcheng cultivated to the fullest, facing one gun shadow after another killing, resisting while constantly looking for flaws in the surrounding sword field.

One-day, two-day ...... The stalemate of the battle, the sword field trapped the descendants of the guardians, the entire mountains and rivers turned into forbidden land, the mountains shook, and the rocks flew.

On the ninth day, after trapping Dongfang Mingcheng for nine days, outside the sword field, the murderous intent in the eyes of the holy body finally appeared, waving his hand to put away the immortal sorrow, his right hand was held weakly, the blood-colored streamer flashed, and the sword of killing was unsheathed, and the evil spirit was great.

In the sword field, Dongfang saw this, his expression was slightly gloomy, and the rest of his body was exhausted, and suddenly, the bright shadow behind him reappeared, and the hundred-zhang high bright giant stood up to the sky, shocking people's hearts.

"Ask one thing. ”

Outside the sword field, the Holy Body stepped forward step by step with the sword of killing in hand, looked at the guardian heirs in the sword field, and said calmly: "If you die, will your guardian come here?"

When Dongfang Mingcheng heard this, his eyes burst out with amazing murderous intent, and he said coldly: "No, however, you will never have this opportunity." ”

Hearing the answer he wanted, the Holy Sacrament didn't ask any more questions, and stepped into the sword field step by step, the sword of killing was shining, and the bloody killing was about to begin.