"Why can't this blood-colored divine ring be avoided?" The people in the rear were taken aback, and then their hearts sank suddenly, is there going to be a supreme death again?

Xiang Feng's death in battle has already hit morale, if Chu Shanhe is defeated again, it will undoubtedly be more serious, and even the first person 500,000 years ago will not be defeated, then the result is too bitter.

Chu Shanhe was imprisoned, his body was stiff, it was difficult to make a move, and there was blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.

On the opposite side, the creature roared, and the whole person jumped up, pounced before, and grabbed the Heavenly Spirit Gai of Chu Shanhe with one claw, if it hit, it would definitely directly destroy its primordial spirit.

"Phew!"

At this moment, Chu Shanhe's sallow body changed, and he actually rose black and white, and with a bang, he cut off the blood-colored divine ring, and then faced the opponent.

With a "poof", blood splattered, and the creature roared, angry and frightened, wanting to go backwards.

But it was too late, and the black and white light directly dissected his body, causing him to crack from the center of his eyebrows, spreading downward, and then his whole body shattered.

"What's that?" exclaimed many.

People didn't expect that at the last moment, Chu Shanhe turned defeat into victory and turned the tide of the battle, which was unexpected.

Then, the men and horses on this side of the 33rd day immediately cheered, and the crowd was full of voices, this victory was not easy to come by.

Burst!

Chu Shanhe spurted blood in his mouth, his body lacked luster, and his skin and flesh were like golden paper pasted on his bones, shriveled and lacking essence, and the whole person fell straight down.

The cheers immediately stopped, and many people in the fairy courtyard rushed forward to rescue them.

"Interestingly, it is the black and white life and death light unique to the mysterious forbidden area somewhere in this world, which did not wear him out, but raised him in his body. ”

From the black abyss, such a voice came out. It's like a comment, and it's like a sigh.

Even that person said that the forbidden area was mysterious, which shows how extraordinary.

"The mountains and rivers have been cultivating and refining the black and white life and death light, and they want to turn it into a weapon, but now that they have consumed too much, let him cultivate quickly!" said the Great Elder of the Immortal Academy.

"There was some surprise. The cultivator of my realm 500,000 years ago, who was once the eleventh master when he was young, was killed like this. "Before the dark abyss, someone sighed.

As soon as these words came out, the monks of the Immortal Academy, the Holy Academy, the Immortal Family, and other major forces all looked stiff, and felt that their bodies were a little cold.

Chu Shanhe, but on the first day of this realm 500,000 years ago, did it only win the eleventh person on the other side?

Although he won, the joy of everyone suddenly decreased a lot. I feel more and more heavy and depressed.

At this moment, on the shore of the dark abyss, a powerful aura surged, and as a result, three living beings walked over at once, stepped out of the dark area, and came to the battlefield.

An old man, a middle-aged man. There is also a young king, from old to middle-aged. And then to the youth, there are all.

"It's not fun to kill one-on-one, so it's better to divide into three pairs and quickly come to a decisive battle!" said the old man.

This is obviously a little contemptuous of the thirty-three day monks, even if Chu Shanhe won just now, they don't care.

No doubt. These three beings represent three exotic kings of different eras and ages, and their rankings must be very high in their respective eras, at least higher than the eleventh place!

"Well, this king has been impatient for a long time!" the little golden ant was the first to cry, and was about to leap up. As a result, he was held down by Wang Ming.

"Let go!" Ren Jin beetle ant has the extreme strength and blood can't break free, and is firmly pressed.

Wang Ming shook his head, naturally he didn't let it come forward, because life and death were decided at every turn, and the little ant was not yet an adult, so it was not suitable for a fierce battle, and he would also go to the battle.

On the other side, the three creatures were terrifying, the old creature was in human form, but it had eight arms, he was of medium stature, and his face was full of scales.

He was shrouded in black mist, looking powerful and strange, and as he took a step, the heavens and the earth trembled, and his blood was surging slowly like an ocean.

This is an extremely powerful exotic monk, his eyes opened and closed, lightning shot out one after another, and at this time he spoke, saying, "I have been cultivating for 200,000 years, and I really want to wait for confirmation with you. ”

Next to him, the chaotic qi was permeated, the middle-aged creature was very powerful, tall, and there was not a single hair on his head, but a head full of bone spurs, extremely sharp and hideous.

This creature has the breath of the strongest man, just in the prime of life, his body is full of essence, he is in his golden years, and the terrifying fluctuations emitted will not be weaker than that of the old man.

At this time, he also spoke, very majestic, and said: "I have cultivated for 50,000 years, who will fight with me?"

Immediately after that, the young man walked forward, walking with a dragon and a tiger, a god and a martial artist, he was very handsome, and accompanied by a fairy spirit, like a fairy walking in the world.

Three Great Avenue Flowers bloomed on his head, and the immortal qi fell down, submerged into his body, and then emerged from the top of his head, turning into Great Avenue Flowers again, circulating, nourishing his body.

"Huh?"

Everyone was shocked, this young man was very similar to the human race except for a diamond-shaped scale in the center of his eyebrows, and there was no difference. Moreover, he obviously cultivated the Immortal Ancient Method, and even the three Great Dao Flowers were formed by the condensation of the three Dao Immortal Qi.

This man is very strong, terrifying and amazing!

"I've been cultivating for twenty-five years, and I'm hungry for defeat!" the young man began. And instead of divine thought, he uses an ancient language.

This belongs to the Xiangu language, which originates from this realm!

Many people were stunned, especially Wang Ming immediately knew that he was from outside the border wilderness, and he was originally of the same origin as the creatures in this realm, just like the Mo Dao he subdued.

It's just that this person is stronger!

Old, middle, and young, attacking at the same time, the three people represent three important eras!

Thirty-three days on this side. It was not quiet, and many people opened their mouths to fight a war.

"I have been cultivating for 200,000 years, and I am willing to fight!"

First of all, it was several old men who responded, and at the same time stepped out, all of them had to fight.

In addition, there are several strong people who have cultivated for 50,000 years who are willing to fight.

Of course, the largest number of participants are the younger generation. On that Chixia flowing warship, a group of young supremes all moved, and they all wanted to fight!

"Let me do it. An old man with red hair spoke, his hair curling slightly. As red as fire, he stepped out.

He came from an immortal family, and at this moment, many older figures nodded. Recognize him.

"Red-haired Divine Monarch, he has this ability!"

Even the Great Elders of the Holy Courtyard nodded. Approve of his play. At the same time, the Great Elder was also very sad, holding the body of the eldest disciple Xiang Feng in his arms, he was so sad that he didn't even use the Soul Attracting Lotus to repair his Yuan Shen.

Xiang Feng has been cultivating for millions of years, and he was the first to appear, but he was scratched by his opponent and his forehead bone. The original god was wiped out and completely dead.

No matter how strong the divine medicine is, it also needs to leave a fragment of the Yuan Shen to save people, and Xiang Feng has been completely extinct, and he has not even left a trace of the Yuan Shen imprint.

"The red-haired Divine Monarch, his cultivation has the Great Heaven Burning Skill, which is claimed to be able to burn all evil spirits, and this skill has restrained many monks in foreign lands during the Immortal Ancient Years!"

"The name of the Red-Haired Divine Monarch is better than his name, and few people know his name anymore. 200,000 years ago, he pushed his peers to be invincible. ”

Some people talked about it, and after learning that he was a red-haired god, they were somewhat relieved.

"It's a little weird, how do you feel a wisp of familiarity. The eight-armed old man in the foreign land constricted his pupils and stared at the red-haired Divine Monarch.

"You retreat one after another, and watch the battle. The eight-armed old man actually said this, asking the middle-aged and young man not to make a move for the time being, because he had a strange feeling.

The Great War broke out. After the red-haired Divine Monarch came, he directly fought with the eight-armed old man.

Rumble!

Red flame soars into the air. Burned for thirty-three days.

The Great Burning Heaven Gong was powerful, the fire burned the Void Heaven, and it was detonated on the spot, and the red-haired Divine Monarch showed this ancient Heavenly Skill as soon as he came up, wanting to suppress the powerful enemies of foreign lands.

But the terrifying degree of this eight-armed old man was beyond imagination, and the eight arms moved in unison. Each pinched a different seal, extremely fierce, and could actually fight against the fire of the burning sky.

There was a crackling sound, and the two exchanged fierce battles.

The red flame turned into gold, and the fire of gold boiled. It swept through the heavens and the earth, swept down some meteorites floating outside the territory, and burned them into magma.

In the void, there is a blazing heat, and the space collapses, this is the fire that burns the sky, and can destroy all things.

After a fierce battle, the two fought for three hundred rounds, and the color of the flames of the Great Burning Heaven Gong faded, and the chaotic light appeared, burning there.

Everyone gasped, the red-haired Divine Monarch was really powerful, the flames he cultivated were all blended with chaos, if one day he completely turned into chaos flames, then he would really be invincible.

Moreover, once you get to that point, most of you will have a glimpse of the immortal realm and will become an immortal!

"It's not strong enough, I heard that someone in the last era cultivated this ancient heavenly skill, the immortal path symbol turned into an inner flame, and the chaos turned into an outer flame, blending with each other, and the immortal can be burned!"

People were taken aback, how strong he was, even the Great Burning Heaven Gong didn't hurt him, and he still had the strength to comment.

The red-haired Divine Monarch was furious, his mouth roared, and layers of ripples emanated from his body, which was the mysterious power overflowing from his body, blessing the flames and burning the powerful enemy.

"Well, sweat is like mercury!" the eight-armed old man narrowed his eyes, he was ruthless, and he began to shop, otherwise he might have died here.

As he had said, the sweat of the red-haired Divine Monarch was as white as mercury, which was very magical, and there was a powerful fluctuation.

"Bang!"

However, the red-haired Divine Monarch was still injured, coughing up a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and was slapped on the shoulder by a magic seal, because the other party had eight arms, and the attack power was almost several times that of the same level.

"Silver in blood!" the eight-armed old man was surprised.

The others also saw that after the red-haired Divine Monarch used all his strength, his sweat was like mercury, and his blood was bright red with wisps of silver light, and it was white.

"You are a descendant of a powerful race in my realm!" said the eight-armed old man. He made such a judgment.

"What are you talking nonsense?!" shouted the Red-Haired Divine Monarch.

"Seeing that your cultivation is extraordinary, you have the blood of a strong clan in my world, don't mistake yourself. The eight-armed old man said, having felt a familiar aura earlier, and now confirmed that the Red-Haired Divine Monarch was a descendant of a foreign land.

"Get out!" the red-haired Divine Monarch refused.

"In that case, I'll send you on your way, although you are a descendant of the Qiang clan, but you betrayed your ancestors, and persuaded you to be obsessed, and it is not a pity to die!" said the eight-armed old man. He's already fought the Red-Haired Divine Monarch for four hundred rounds.

"It's not good, the red hair is back!" shouted a living fossil-level figure from a certain immortal family.

It's a pity that it was too late, and this disciple they cultivated, known as one of the best kings 200,000 years ago, suffered a heavy blow.

Those eight-armed creatures are terrifying, and they can shatter the extraterritorial stars with a single blow.

At this moment, one of his arms popped. Pierced the chest of the red-haired god-monarch, shattering his heart.

"Ah......h

The red-haired Divine Monarch roared, the divine flames outside his body soared, and the chaotic qi spread. Fierce fighting.

"Poof!"

The eight-armed old man was so terrifying that another arm fell, breaking the neck of the red-haired Divine Monarch.

"Let's get on the road!" the last cry snapped, and the eight-armed old man pinched his fist print. A punch shattered the red-haired God-King's skull, killing him.

The battle is over, and it's just the 500th move.

"I am a descendant of my world. If you don't submit, you will be killed!" said the eight-armed old man ruthlessly.

"Red hair!" Someone shouted in the back, extremely sad.

"How could you be defeated, you have cultivated the Great Burning Heaven Skill, and you can restrain the monks of foreign lands, why did you still lose?"

The red-haired Divine Monarch, known as one of the best young kings 200,000 years ago, turned out to be a cultivator for so many years, and his own cultivation was brave and refined to an unimaginable level, but he still died in battle.

This was a heavy blow to the monks for thirty-three days.

"Who are you, report your name!" The disciples of the red-haired Divine Monarch, as well as the masters among the masters, many of them roared, their eyes were split, and they were extremely sad and angry......

"You can call me the Eight-Armed Master, who was the tenth of my generation 200,000 years ago!" he said coldly, and then stepped back.

"Who came to send him to death?" At this time, the middle-aged man with no hair on his head and only sharp bone spurs roared, dominating the battlefield.

The aura he exuded was terrifying, and he was actually no weaker than the eight-armed master, and he had only cultivated for 50,000 years.

Someone came over, there is no doubt that he is a supreme, belonging to the top of his generation, he is wrapped in immortal energy, peerless and powerful.

Rumble!

The war broke out, and the two sides fought extremely fiercely, killing the sun and the moon without light, and the sky and the earth were discolored.

It's a pity that this time the battle ended faster, there were only more than eighty styles, and this supreme figure who had cultivated for 50,000 years was pierced through the center of his eyebrows by a finger of the exotic monk, and then exploded his body with a punch, and the bones were gone, only the blood mist drifted away.

This result is heart-wrenching, so many people can't help but shout, a generation of masters died too miserably, so powerful, but it ended so sadly.

The gap is huge!

So far, in the four battles, only Chu Shanhe has won, but he appeared as the first king 500,000 years ago, and only won the eleventh creature in the foreign land.

If the creatures at the top of the foreign ranking are a little higher, what will be the result, and most of Chu Shanhe will die in battle!

At this time, the atmosphere was extremely depressed, the side of the thirty-three days seemed extremely dull, and many people's wills were shaken, and these battles could already explain a lot.

"It's really vulnerable, who fights with me and dares to come to die?!" In the middle of the field, the young man from the foreign land spoke, looking to this side with contempt. (To be continued.) )