Watching the last demon beast fall to the ground, Su Jiu took a light breath and suppressed the excitement in his heart. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"This is the ...... of death" Su Jiu's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he lowered his eyes to look at the Xuanhuang Qi that had condensed again in his palm, and his thoughts were tumbling.

"I just don't know if it's the same result when it is applied to human monks......

As soon as he thought of this, Su Jiu couldn't sit still any longer, and after suppressing the repulsive intent from his divine soul again, he ran out of the cave and flew straight to the battlefield.

From a distance, Su Jiu saw all kinds of spiritual lights flashing, countless monks of the Immortal Realm in the sky were engaged in fierce battles of life and death, one corpse after another fell from the sky, and the blood rain fell all over the sky, playing a sad song.

There are demonized enemy cultivators as high as dozens of zhang who stepped out, and instantly trampled on more than a dozen mortal immortals;

There is also Li Lan Jin Xian who raised his hand to summon a huge star, destroying thousands of enemy cultivators and shocking the Quartet;

There is also an existence above the golden immortals, killing the sun and the moon to change color, the mountains and rivers to collapse, and the earth to crack, as if the end is coming.

The immortals, like gods, died one after another on this battlefield, like snowflakes falling in winter, fleeting.

A war drum resounded like thunder in this world, penetrating into the bottom of Su Jiu's heart, making Su Jiu's blood boil instantly, and a wave of fighting spirit surged from the bottom of his heart, frantically impacting Su Jiu's chest.

It was as if he was telling Su Jiu that there was only one thing he needed to do in front of him, and that was to fight!

Fight! Fight!

Su Jiu had long been accustomed to it, and after slightly operating the immortal spirit power in his body, he quickly dispelled this impulse.

Looking at the battlefield from a distance for a while, Su Jiu no longer hesitated, and his figure disappeared from the original place as soon as he stepped on it, and when he appeared, he had already appeared in the battlefield.

Quietly flicking a few wisps of dead qi into the bodies of several foreign enemy cultivators, Su Jiu swung his fist out and attacked towards a huge demon beast.

With a bang, the demon beast was smashed down from a high altitude, as for the situation, Su Jiu didn't pay too much attention, turned around and took the sneak attack of a foreign monk, and snorted coldly and swung his fists at the foreign monk.

With a snort, without any suspense, he directly bombarded the foreign monk to death.

After withdrawing his hand, Su Jiu did not pause, and turned around and killed several foreign enemy cultivators who were besieging and killing Monk Yililan.

Boom Boom!

Every time a punch is thrown, it is like a thunderbolt exploding, and the momentum is extraordinary.

The war became more and more intense, the sky was dark all day long, and the smell of blood in the air was so thick that even the wind could not disperse it.

There are more and more dead monks, and the surviving monks are all red-eyed one by one, and the enemy monks are endless!

Su Jiuyi's battle armor had already been stained red with blood, and there were many shatters, but Su Jiu did not pause at all, and his attack was fierce, almost fatal.

However, in half a month, Su Jiu had killed more than a thousand enemy monks, and there were no less than a hundred demon beasts that died in his hands.

Of course, there are reasons for death, but more of them, Su Jiu personally killed them.

During this period, there were also golden immortals who stared at Su Jiu, moved directly from the far sky, and fought fiercely with Su Jiu, Su Jiu directly hit the dead air, and then almost exchanged injuries for injuries, and it took two days and two nights to kill the enemy cultivators of the Golden Immortal Realm.

This battle made Zheng Hong's name soon spread out of a large area of the battlefield.

Many Li Lan monks automatically gathered around Su Jiu, but at the same time, they also attracted the attention of the enemy, and Su Jiu's idea of hiding his cultivation to avoid the existence of the Golden Immortal and above, and only killing the mortal immortal was shattered.

Fortunately, the war did not last long, and three months later, Li Lan's aid arrived, and the foreign monks had to retreat.

But this does not mean that the war is over, this is just the most common battlefield in the entire Asgard realm.

The enemy cultivator did not know that the Void Meteorite came from the outside world, directly broke through the void, penetrated the boundary wall of the Immortal Palace Realm, and descended strongly, as if it had been premeditated, and invaded from various cities in the Immortal Palace Realm.

It caught Li Lan Immortals off guard, so they lost the opportunity.

"Poof-" Killing a demon beast that was about to escape, Su Jiu's body shook, and with the huge demon beast corpse, it fell straight into the pile of corpses below.

After a long while, Su Jiu got up from the pile of corpses with a pale face, and staggered to his feet after spitting out several mouthfuls of blood.

Looking up, there were corpses all over the ground, and only a few people who were seriously injured like Su Jiu remained, but they didn't dare to stay here for a long time, so they each launched their own means and quickly stayed away from this place.

The breeze blew, and the war spirits cried out and gradually appeared.

Su Jiu sighed lightly, stood in place for a long time before turning around and leaving, found a half-collapsed palace, and walked in after some investigation.

He sat down cross-legged and began to heal his wounds, while he began to suppress the spirit, which was increasingly repulsive to the body.

With the increase of the souls on the battlefield, there were more and more dead souls in Su Jiu's soul, and the soul was no longer clear, showing a color like a yellow spring, and the rejection of Zheng Hong's body was getting stronger and stronger.

Su Jiu was seriously injured several times, all because of unstable and distracted spirits.

An hour later, Su Jiu woke up from his meditation, his eyes were full of sadness: "The rejection is getting stronger and stronger, it seems that it won't last long......"

"The first two conditions have been completed, now you only need to kill ten enemy trialists, and the trial can be successful......"

Su Jiu raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, quite upset.

If her guess was correct, the enemy trialist should be like her, possessing the dead to conduct the trial.

In this way, it is difficult to distinguish its identity, let alone kill it.

Su Jiu sighed again, his thoughts turning in his head, thinking about countermeasures.

But at this moment, a familiar voice suddenly appeared in Su Jiu's head: "The trial of the ancient battlefield is over, the trial is successful, and the reward is the inheritance of the Son of Heaven!"

Su Jiu was stunned for a moment, a little unclear, but it suddenly went dark in front of him, and when he came back to his senses, the surrounding environment had changed, and it was the closed bedroom.

And her spirit returned to her body.

"The trial was successful?" Su Jiu was stunned, could it be that she had inadvertently killed a sufficient number of enemy trialists?

After thinking about it for a while, I couldn't think of the rest of the possibilities, and it seemed that it was indeed a mistake.

"From this point of view, there are not many enemy trialists......"

Su Jiu's brows soothed, and after sighing with emotion, he hurriedly sank into his soul, not noticing the repulsion in the trial, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Turning to the round table in the center of the bedroom, he said, "Inheritance of the Son ......of Heaven?" Is it magic or something?"

But I only saw a piece of green jade token, on which there was a Hongmeng air rotation, which was extremely extraordinary.

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