Chapter 249: Prologue

"Don't be discouraged, boy. This god has spent 10,000 years of soul power, borrowing the heavenly machine to look at luck, and can see a trace of the luck between geniuses in the era of great tribulation.

Among the hundreds of lilac luck, there is one luck that is particularly special, neither like the luck of becoming a very supporting role, nor like the luck of becoming the protagonist, and from that luck, there is a familiar taste. And this flavor is you!

That is to say, you kid, no matter what, you are the dazzling existence of this heaven and earth catastrophe, and tomorrow will open the main battlefield outside the territory, and then it will be the beginning of your dazzling beginning! ”

Kunshen said that the words were vibrating, not only because of tomorrow's extraterritorial battlefield, but also because he was looking forward to what Jiang Chen's luck would be able to make those people's luck so strange.

This was the first time he had seen it, so he naturally seemed extremely curious.

"Thousands of geniuses compete at the same time...... How horrible that is. Jiang Chen's heart has not calmed down for a long time, and he is also looking forward to the arrival of tomorrow.

"Extraterritorial?" Jiang Chen exhaled deeply, although he didn't know what this extraterritorial battlefield was, and he didn't ask Kunshen again, because he was looking forward to seeing more geniuses and competing with them, could he not be excited?

Jiang Chen's blood was burning, and even every pore was trembling, which was simply indescribable excitement.

At this moment, not only Jiang Chen's whole body was full of blood, but also the younger generation in the inner world of the earth, in the immortal realm, and in the cultivation realm, they heard what their elders said about the great tribulation of heaven and earth, and the era of the great tribulation came a hundred years later, and the main battlefield outside the territory opened, and the heavenly talents in several places competed together.

It was at this moment that all the young generations of the Jindan stage and the Yuan infant stage, regardless of their qualifications or cultivation, were boiling. Compared to what a big comparison, compared with this one, it is simply weak!

If you can make a name for yourself on an extraterritorial battlefield, it is equivalent to making a name for yourself in several places!

It is precisely because of this that most of the younger generation is excited and eager to go to the main battlefield outside the territory to compete immediately.

Since there was only one day, Jiang Chen didn't go out, but instead stayed on the one hundred and eighth floor of the Pseudo-Gu Immortal Staircase for a day, not only to wait for the Great Tribulation Era to come, but also to consolidate the cultivation that had just arrived at the early stage of the Yuan Infant.

In fact, Jiang Chen also learned from Kunshen that going to the extraterritorial battlefield was not to take the initiative to look for it, but to give birth to a vision of heaven and earth at the moment when the extraterritorial battlefield opened, and through this vision of heaven and earth. The younger generation, who are under the age of 200, can choose whether to go or not.

If you go, you can reach an extraterritorial battlefield with a single thought. If you don't go, you stay where you are.

Generally speaking, they will choose to go, although they all know that they are the top geniuses competing for hegemony, but whether it is an ordinary genius or a genius who is relatively inferior to the top genius, a slightly inferior genius also has a heart to compete for hegemony in this kind of genius feast.

Even if they suffer a crushing defeat, a long insight is good for them.

Until the moment Jiang Chen opened his eyes, a series of sounds suddenly sounded in his ears, as if there was only this killing cry between heaven and earth.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Even if you die, you will not regret it!"

"Only for the homeland, not for the name!"

“……”

"Finally, it's on." Jiang Chen listened carefully to the killing shouts surrounding his ears, and the blood suddenly boiled, and every sound seemed to have some kind of magic power, making people quickly become enthusiastic.

Even the weakest of the people, after hearing these cries of killing, will become extremely brave one by one.

"I'm looking forward to it." A trace of war intent flashed in Jiang Chen's eyes, and then he muttered to himself, because this moment was the era of the Great Tribulation that was imprinted in the minds of the younger generation, and it was also the beginning of the extraterritorial battlefield.

These cries of killing were just a prelude to the vision of heaven and earth, and the god Kun said that he would not feel any surprise.

In the 100 years when the catastrophe of heaven and earth is approaching, there will be this kind of great comparison.

One thing is that these killing cries came from the last Great Tribulation Era, the killing cries when the war broke out, and I don't know why when the next Great Tribulation Era begins, it will be accompanied by the vision of heaven and earth to resound throughout the cultivation realm and every corner here.

"Lamentable, pathetic......"

Jiang Chen's blood quickly cooled down, and a trace of sadness appeared inexplicably. Ordinary people can feel the heroism and determination in the tone, and they will not hesitate to sacrifice themselves in order to defend their homeland.

What's more, Jiang Chen saw it with his own eyes, although it was a painting that had traveled through tens of thousands of years, but when he heard these tragic words again, his heart became even heavier, as if there was an invisible shackle locking his heart.

"Seniors, don't worry! This time, the catastrophe of heaven and earth must be resisted no matter how difficult it is! Jiang Chen looked up at the void, not only a promise to his predecessors, but also a promise to himself.

Not long after his words fell, the entire one hundred and eighth staircase suddenly floated up with the most bewitching blood flowers, and among each blood flower, it actually contained the purest meaning of space.

Jiang Chen sensitively felt that as long as all the blood flowers on the one hundred and eighth floor of the staircase were fused together, the meaning of the space contained would naturally fuse together.

In this way, a powerful spatial law will be formed, so as to create a teleportation array and teleport the monk over.

This was just Jiang Chen's speculation, and he didn't ask Kun Shen about this.

At this time, Kunshen's voice did not appear, and it was difficult for him to ask.

Fortunately, he knew that as long as one thought continued, the younger generation of monks who met the requirements would be teleported to the extraterritorial battlefield.

However, Jiang Chen did not immediately teleport himself over, but instead penetrated through the top of the one hundred and eighth layer of stairs that had turned into nothingness.

At this moment, on the remote corner wall on the side of this KTV, there are bursts of ripple-like water, and bursts of Bowen are expanding and expanding.

In the end, like a chicken breaking through its shell, a figure came out of the rippling wall, and the owner of this figure was Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen had just come out of the pseudo-Gu Immortal ladder, and he was not surprised to see him at KTV.

After all, the entrance is this KTV, and the exit is also this KTV, and there is nothing peculiar.

To Jiang Chen's surprise, the current Xinghai City was shrouded in endless blood flowers.

No, it should be that the whole earth is shrouded in blood, as if it is snowing blood. Ordinary people on Earth will naturally panic, thinking that this is the prelude to the end of the world.

Jiang Chen used the system to envelop the entire Xinghai City with his own will, and countless panicked faces immediately appeared, and among these terrifying faces, several of them seemed extremely excited.

Those were all old men in the Jindan period, and then the middle-aged people in the Jindan period hid in the corner of a remote street, and more than a dozen pieces of blood fell on them, and after a while, they turned into a white light and disappeared in place.

(End of chapter)