The existence above the Yuanhe Realm, the power that burst out was extremely terrifying, not to mention that the people present basically had the combat power of the peak of the Yuanhe Realm, and the residual power was all able to shock the ordinary Purple Mansion Master to fall directly.

The top powerhouses on both sides will not choose to shoot in too dense places, which can be regarded as a tacit understanding.

In the battle above the peak level of the Yuanhe Realm, if there is an overwhelming victory or defeat, then it can also rewrite the direction of the battle.

However, it seems that the gap between the two sides in this regard is not particularly large.

"Qilin Ancient Tower!"

As soon as the two sides made a move, the Qilin Pavilion Lord took out the one-foot-high golden ancient pagoda on one side.

This golden ancient pagoda is exquisitely clear, and it obviously looks like a good spiritual weapon.

"Enlightenment!"

The Qilin Pavilion Lord injected most of the spiritual power in his body into the ancient pagoda.

"Boom—"

The small tower of one foot square was actually raised in an instant, turning into a golden tower of thirty-three zhang, exuding a majestic and simple atmosphere, and on it, there were engraved a series of unicorn totems.

"The Qilin Pavilion Lord's Qilin Ancient Pagoda is really powerful, let the old man come and meet you!"

A man in a black and red robe rushed out, holding a blood-red flag three feet long.

This big banner is extremely cold, exuding an extremely terrifying evil atmosphere.

The man in the black and red robe was Luo Lanji's father, Luo Shenkun.

This Luo Shenkun, as a person assigned by the Dark Star Temple, has an extremely high status, and the treasures on his body are naturally quite not simple, his strength has reached the Yuanhai Realm, and he is one point more powerful than the greedy old demon, over the years, he has fought with the Qilin Pavilion Lord more than a dozen times, and each time he has not decided the winner.

In today's decisive battle, he will definitely fight hard.

"Sink the mountain and finger!"

Luo Shenkun quickly pointed forward, and a thousand evil purple qi surged out in an instant, like a thousand arrows, rushing towards the Qilin Master.

"If I don't teach you a lesson, show the prestige of my Qilin Pavilion!"

In the Qilin Ancient Tower, a wave of power surged out, and it bombarded towards Luo Shenkun.

The two sides were locked in a scorching battle.

The strength of the two is between the best, and it is not easy to distinguish between the high and low.

On the other side, the White Tiger Pavilion Lord Yan Hao stepped out.

The Lord of the White Tiger Pavilion, Yan Hao, was on the list of the powerhouses of the Lanwu Land, ranking among the top ten, reaching the half-step Yuan Sea Realm, and the moment he made his move, it attracted the side eyes of many people.

"Whew-"

Yan Hao directly pulled out a pure white long sword, which was the treasure of the White Tiger Pavilion that had been inherited for thousands of years, the White Tiger Jinyun Sword.

For thousands of years, under this White Tiger Jinyun Sword, I don't know how many days of blood of the genius male lord have been stained, even in the past few decades, Yan Hao has rarely made a move to kill people anymore, and the prestige of this sword is still spread throughout Huang Lingzhou.

This banquet Hao, the honorific name of the White Tiger Sword Monarch, the artistic conception of the sword has reached the peak of the five grades, the level of half a step and six grades, in terms of the artistic conception of the sword, in the land of Lanwu, it can be said that there is nothing unsurpassed, and now Chen Ziling's attainments in the way of the sword, compared with the White Tiger Sword Monarch, is also slightly worse.

Today, Yan Hao only wore a simple white robe, and his appearance looked very ordinary, but in fact, today's Yan Hao exuded a powerful sword intent on his body, as if his body was a sword, which looked quite extraordinary.

"The old thief of the blood world, he has not come out to die!" Yan Hao shouted vigorously, and the words were like a sword, and a sword was spread throughout the country.

The old thief in his mouth is naturally the lord of the Dark Star South Mansion, the Emperor of the Blood Huan Lang.

"Yan Hao, your death is approaching, and you dare to be so arrogant, today Benjun will be killed and sent you to Huangquan Road. A strong shout came out, and Xuehuan Langjun stepped out.

Xuehuan Langjun was wearing blood-colored heavy armor today, holding a Fang Tian painting halberd with a pole of eight zhang.

After the destruction of the Dark Star North Mansion, among the sub-mansions, the strength of the Southern Mansion is the most powerful, and the Blood Huan Lang Jun is also on the list of the strongest people in the Lanwu Land, ranking in the top ten.

"You and I have been fighting for ten years, and today, I will die with you, but that person is definitely you, one-on-one, within a hundred moves, I will kill you. Yan Hao glanced at him indifferently and said coldly.

Xuehuan Langjun frowned, his face was cold, and said, "When you become a headless corpse under my halberd, then say big things to ridicule me." ”

Blood Qi spurted out from all over Lang Jun's body, and thousands of blood qi converged into hundreds of blood pythons, which finally merged into Fang Tian's painting halberd.

Xuehuan Langjun threw Fang Tian's painting halberd, and like an angry dragon, he blasted towards Yan Hao Sword Monarch.

The combat power of this Blood Huan Lang Jun in the Dark Star Heavenly Palace ranks among the top four, and his strength cannot be underestimated.

"Li Yue Jianyi!"

The white long sword in Yan Hao's sword monarch's hand drew a perfect circle, although there was only one sword, but in this sword, ten thousand sword qi could be felt.

Fang Tian's halberd was thrown, but it was easily blocked by the sword of this Yan Hao Sword Monarch.

"Li Yue Jian Er!"

Thousands of sword qi gathered in an instant, and only a little bit of the powerful sword qi fluctuated, and it broke towards the Blood Huan Langjun.

Xuehuan Langjun's face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly held Fang Tian's halberd in his hand, and then blocked it towards Yan Hao Sword Jun's sword.

But it's just this simple sword, which is simply neat, and flies the blood Huan Lang Jun out for hundreds of zhang.

"How is it possible! Could it be that he has already broken through to the sixth rank of the sword artistic conception?"

In the heart of Xuehuan Langjun, he secretly screamed that it was not good.

A few months ago, compared with Yan Hao Sword Monarch, his strength was still between the best and the best, but now, there has been a gap of one point.

Under the strong pressure, Yan Hao Jianjun made another breakthrough.

It seems that this time, he really underestimated this banquet Hao Sword Monarch.

"Yan Hao, this time I am indeed one step behind you, but your breakthrough is not enough to reverse the situation, if it is another time, I really want to fight you to the death, but today's battle is very important, and there is no room for mistakes. Now that you have reached the level of the six-grade artistic conception, don't blame me for bullying more and less. ”

Xuehuan Langjun quickly made a few transmissions.

The three monks of the Yuanjiang Realm immediately stood up, these three people, all from the Dark Star South Mansion, were all confidants of the Blood Huan Lang Jun.

"With four battles and one battle, what kind of ability is it, Pavilion Master, I'll come to help in the battle!" In the White Tiger Pavilion, several elders stepped out of the air and came behind Yan Hao Sword Monarch.

"A few of you, you go and deal with others, these four people, I can still resist. Yan Hao Sword Monarch spoke.

There is a sense of confidence hidden in the tone.

Artistic conception, divided into three grades, one to five grades, is the lower grade, six to ten grades, is the upper grade. And the eleventh and twelfth grades are the highest and ultimate realms.

Yan Hao Jianjun has been trapped in the fifth grade for sixty years, and three days ago, he finally obtained the mystery for one reason, and broke through the sword intent of the sixth grade, and the gap between the artistic conception of the upper grade and the artistic conception of the lower grade is huge, as if it is the Purple Mansion Realm and the Twelve Martial Arts Realm.

With one battle and four, although Yan Hao Jianjun did not dare to win, he was confident that within three hundred moves, he would not be defeated.

Now the Purple Mansion Master of Lan Wusi is really too big a gap, and he can resist one more.

"Well, Pavilion Master, please be careful. "Those elders of the White Tiger Pavilion know that Yan Hao's Sword Monarch's strength has risen greatly, even if they can't defeat these four people, it shouldn't be difficult to resist them.

"Yan Hao Sword Monarch is so capable, with one enemy and four, I want to see how capable you are! The Great Elder of the Dark Star South Mansion shouted with anger on his face.

Xuehuan Langjun and the three Yuanjiang Realm powerhouses surrounded Yan Hao Sword Monarch and attacked and killed.

......

The strong men on both sides fought one after another.

The dim sky was flickering and dimming by the light bursting out of countless strong men.

Between heaven and earth, they were slaughtered.

There are hundreds of millions of troops on both sides, almost half of which are bordering, and the sky is full of blood.

It's only been a long time, and I don't know how many people have fallen.

This is an unprecedented spectacle of war.

But it was the most tragic spectacle, a tragic battle that had not been seen in the land of Lanwu for thousands of years.

......

The strong men on both sides continued to fight, each drew a battlefield, and began a terrible confrontation.

On Lan Wusi's side, although there are many people who fight one against two, and even fierce people like Yan Hao Jianjun who fight one against four, there is indeed a gap in the number of top powerhouses.

Originally, in terms of the number of top powerhouses, there was not much difference between Lan Wuji and Dark Star Heavenly Palace, but this time, there were really a lot of top powerhouses brought by the black market.

Chen Ziling pressed the Chixiao Sword and Fu Yuan Halberd in his hand, but he didn't make a move.

......

There are already sixty or seventy existences above the Yuanjiang Realm, and they have been engaged in battle, and there are so many strong people who seem to want to break through the heavenly dome.

On Lanwu Xing, countless people were amazed by this battle, and the most talked about was naturally the fight between Yun Qinghe and Zong Zhengyan.

The existence of the two Yuan Sea Realms can be said to be standing at the pinnacle of the land of Lanwu.

"Oh my God, Zong Zhengyan's strength is actually so terrifying, no wonder he can be the master of the Dark Star Heavenly Palace, this power, I'm afraid it can level a mountain range. "There are constantly people, some people are amazed at the powerful power of Zong Zheng Yan, even in the image of Skynet, the strength of Zong Zheng Yan is still so shocking.

"Could it be that Yun Qinghe is weak, I see the victory or defeat of the two of them in this battle, but it is quite difficult to say. One of them spoke.

Yun Qinghe's strength is also quite terrifying, the wind and thunder are surging between the shots, and in the face of the powerful forces of Zongzheng Yan, he did not fall into the slightest disadvantage.

"But this time, Yan Hao Jianjun's performance is indeed amazing, with one enemy and four, it seems that they are not falling behind. ”

......

After Zong Zhengyan and Yun Qinghe fought for a quarter of an hour, in the camp of the Dark Star Heavenly Palace, an old man in a black robe quietly walked out, and half a month ago, Chen Ziling had just seen him.

It is the lord of the black market, the greedy demon lord.

At the moment when the greedy demon lord came out, on a vermilion battleship, there was a beautiful and beautiful woman who stepped out of the bow of the ship.

She was dressed in a red robe of a red bird, her face was beautiful, and her eyes with ethereal meaning seemed to be full of a starry night, and her whole body flowed so that it was difficult to shift the eyes of the winners.

Even Luo Lanji, who is extremely high-ranked on the list of red-faced beauties, is not far behind.

Lanwu is the first on the list of red-faced beauties.

The lord of the Suzaku Pavilion, Zhong Xuan.

Generally speaking, when a woman is over fifty years old, even if she is a monk, it is difficult to rank in the top ten of the list of beautiful women, after all, there are too many young and beautiful women in the world, and when they are old, even if they are well maintained, they will inevitably leave some traces of the years, which seems a little imperfect.

But for Zhong Xuan, time seems to have never left any traces on her face, her eyes are bright, she looks forward to her life, any words and sentences used to describe her beauty, she will feel that it is not enough, she is absolutely deserved to be the first on the list of red-faced beauties.

She also has an identity, which is Zhong Yunyan and Zhong Zhixi's mother.

This Zhong Xuan is from a place outside the land of Lanwu, and what is the identity behind her, few people in the Lanwu Division know.

Back then, the people who pursued Zhong Xuan could be described as a car bucket, countless, among them, there were many people with high status, and the owners of the Green Dragon Pavilion and the White Tiger Pavilion had fallen in love with Zhong Xuan.

But to everyone's surprise, he finally chose Zhao Zhiyan, a kid from the "wild" land, whose talent can only be regarded as good among Lan Wusi's disciples, not even brilliant, let alone outstanding.

At that time, Zhong Xuan was already a master of the Purple Mansion, and Zhao Zhiyan was just a martial king, and his status and cultivation were all a big difference.

Her decision shook many people at the time.

The first beauty in the land of Lanwu for thousands of years, but she married so easily, the reason is only known to Zhong Xuan himself.

"Who wants to fight with me?" Zhong Xuan's gaze swept down, and he asked as he saw this kind of person.

Zhong Xuan's cultivation is not weak, but among the older generation of martial artists, she is too young after all, and her current realm is the peak of the Yuanjiang Realm, and there is still a big gap between her and the Yuanhai Realm.

It is already very difficult for her to be the first to take the lead in standing up and fighting the greedy old devil.

Half a breath of time, no one dared to respond.

It is indeed a beautiful thing to fight against an enemy with a peerless woman like Zhong Xuan, but after all, the other party is the master of the black market, the existence of the Yuanhai Realm, how many people have the courage to send them to death?

"Aunt Zhong, how about letting your little nephew join forces with you to fight?" Chen Ziling held the Fuyuan Halberd Chixiao Sword, urged Peng Lei to break the void body method, took a sideways step, and came to Zhong Xuan.

"Chen Ziling. Zhong Xuan smiled indifferently and said, "Since you have the courage, then the two of us will join forces to defeat the enemy." ”

Chen Ziling stood up, which had already surprised many people, and Zhong Xuan actually agreed, which made many people even more unbelievable.

Chen Ziling's talent is powerful, there have been rumors for a long time in the land of Lanwu, everyone knows that Chen Ziling has unlimited potential, and he must not be a mortal person in the future, but his talent is powerful, after all, he is a young generation, and it is already reluctant to meddle in the confrontation of the older generation of strong people, how dare he fight with Yuanhai Realm?

Does he really know what the Yuanhai Realm is, how terrifying the Yuanhai Realm is, what a top-notch existence, can the Yuanhai Realm be blocked just by relying on a single blood?

It's just nonsense.

No, it's looking for death!