At this time, a handsome young man and a young monk walked into the square with Meng Ke'er, all three of them were very young, but the momentum of a generation of masters was undoubtedly revealed. At the same time, Qi Teng, Nangong Yin, and Nangong Xian'er also walked towards the field.

There was an uproar in the battle outside the arena, obviously many people knew the identities of these people, and I don't know who shouted: "The heirs of the Holy Land of Good and Evil are going to fight a big battle......

The face of the surrounded little demon king changed and greeted the New Year, on the surface, it seemed that the six realms were in the same breath, but secretly he was blowing up, so he would not be naïve to think that Nangong Yin and the others were here to save him, most of them were a few descendants of the Holy Land of Good and Evil who wanted to take advantage of the scuffle to get rid of him and Chen Nan. Everything is to blame for invincibility!

But it seems that Chen Nan is a lot luckier than him, there is a master as a backer, and others don't dare to touch Chen Nan at all, but he seems to be really dangerous this time. However, Xiang Tian didn't accept his fate, these people wanted his life, and they didn't see if they had the ability.

Around the central square of Chudu, tens of thousands of people shouted loudly, shocking the earth. The heirs of the two holy lands of good and evil appeared on the square one after another, and the melees of the peak young powerhouses were about to be staged, and tens of thousands of spectators were boiling.

However, Chen Lin felt that these people were too relieved, and when they saw that there was trouble here, they didn't want to dodge, and waited to see the excitement, they really thought they were very safe, and when the time came, who knew how many people would be affected. However, looking at those who were still open to see the excitement, Chen Lin didn't remind them, after all, even if they were reminded, they wouldn't necessarily listen.

Besides, even if Chen Lin needs merit points. But Chen Lin didn't want to do thankless things, so together with Chen Nan, he stepped aside.

One of the six evil ways of the primeval world, **** Dao. There are two most outstanding heirs in this generation, Nangong Yin and Nangong Xian'er, the brothers and sisters are all dressed in white, the elder brother is as rich as jade, a peerless beautiful man, and the younger sister is upside down all beings, and the peerless beauty is enough to cause trouble in the world. Between the fluttering white clothes, the peerless demeanor of the two brothers and sisters. Thrill everyone.

Standing side by side with the two of them was Qi Teng, the descendant of the Ruthless Dao, this evil holy place has gradually declined in the past hundred years, but no one dares to despise this faction. The Desperation Mantra, which was among the Heavenly Gong Classics, shook the heavens and the earth back then. Megatron Universe, no one will forget the once invincible ruthless demon king, as long as the ruthless curse is not lost, no one will ever dare to underestimate this way.

The essence of the Desperation Mantra is to cut off the seven emotions and extinguish the six desires. Qi Teng is an outstanding rising master who feels in love for the first time in a hundred years. His face was as cold as the eternal ice, and the whole person seemed to have suddenly extinguished all the emotions in the world, and it was as cold as ice.

In opposition to the three descendants of the Evil Path Holy Land are the three outstanding masters of the Righteous Path Holy Land.

Meng Ke'er's white clothes are fluttering, like a fairy who has fallen red dust from the nine heavens, and her body exudes a faint holy aura, which is diametrically opposed to the temperament of the Nangong fairy opposite, the two women are the best in the world, and the two extreme temperaments reflect two different states of beauty.

To the left of Meng Ke'er is a young little monk. The light gray monk's robe could not hide his detachment, this person was the most outstanding contemporary disciple of Xiaolin Temple, Xuanzang. Although he is a young monk. But between the eyebrows, there is an aura of wisdom, as if he has attained a master's degree.

On the right side of Meng Ke'er is a handsome young man, dressed in purple clothes to reflect his heroic posture, his body surface faintly has purple flowers flowing, at a glance you know that his mystic skills are extremely profound, this person is the most outstanding contemporary heir of the Righteous Path Holy Land Zixiao Palace Wang Hui, purple is precious. Purple clothes, purple qi made him press unspeakably expensive, and it seemed to exude a royal aura.

The distance between the descendants of the holy land of good and evil is ten zhang, and the six masters are divided into two sides. Opposite each other. On the surface, it looks extremely calm, but the undercurrent is surging, and within ten zhang, a terrifying invisible force field has already formed. This space has been completely imprisoned, and if someone who does not know the truth intrudes into it, it will definitely be crushed by a powerful force field in an instant.

On the periphery of the six people, dozens of martial artists were surrounded in the distance, and these people were obviously disciples of good and evil, and they were facing each other with swords in hand.

The central square is filled with a strong smell of gunpowder. The atmosphere in the stadium was tense to the extreme.

The tens of thousands of cultivators outside the arena also gradually quieted down, no longer shouting and shouting, and for a while, the central square of Nuoda was extremely quiet.

High in the sky, the little demon king of Chaotian was surrounded by more than a dozen magicians in the center, and after he was severely injured by Chennan, he used his natal vitality to urge the blood sword to escape. At the moment, he is extremely weak.

However, the Little Demon King of Chaotian is worthy of being the top master in the middle of the Eastern Continent, and he does not have the slightest hint of panic when he is being looked at and delayed by many masters.

He wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, sneered at a dozen magicians, and then unhurriedly took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom, uncorked it, and poured all the pills inside into his mouth.

The Little Demon King of Chaos, who closed his eyes slowly, did not seem to take the powerful enemies around him to heart, a cruel smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth, his blood-red long hair was windless, and his tall body was like a god-like demon, exuding a daunting aura.

A dozen mages seemed to be waiting for orders from the ground, and did not act immediately, but each of them occupied the vantage point of the space, ready to do so.

At this moment, I am afraid that only Chen Nan and Chen Lin have no fear in their hearts, and after taking Chen Lin's elixir, Chen Nan has already recovered his vitality. Holding the Fang Tianhua halberd, he stood on the back of the Purple Gold Divine Dragon, and glanced coldly at the four directions. And Chen Lin was on the side, and no one dared to look at him directly.

After the eight magicians who faintly surrounded Chen Nan looked at Chen Nan's eyes, they all involuntarily flew back a few feet, farther away, they felt a tremor from their souls, and sensed the terrifying murderous aura. I didn't expect that not only the masters around Chennan were terrifying, but also Chennan, why were they so unlucky, so they came to surround Chennan.

Chen Nan saw all this in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slowly showed a faint smile, the fear of those magicians naturally Chen Nan saw it in his eyes, and because of Chen Lin's majesty before, these people didn't dare to approach, but now that they have recovered, those people don't dare to come over.

Chen Nan waved his right palm and cut off a piece of sleeve, then pinched a corner, shook it vigorously, and the palm-sized piece of cloth was like a life-killing wheel, emitting a terrifying roar, swinging a burst of terrifying fluctuations, flying down like lightning, and instantly rushed into the force field formed by the six young masters such as Nangong Xian'er. (To be continued.) )