Savage Ancient Realm.

A rugged mountain road.

At this time, there was a white brilliance circulating, several young people's clothes were torn, there were scorched black burns on their bodies, and they looked at a man and a woman in front of them with jealous expressions, and then disappeared in place using the empty card.

"Is it enough?" Drunken Temple gathered the thunder and lightning power around him, and said lightly.

"Reached, 12,000 points, ranked tenth. Tang Zixuan nodded his head and said calmly.

Her ice crystal eyes unconsciously showed surprise, in just two days, the drunken temple was stunned to take her to eliminate dozens of teams, although they are all some Xuanhuang fire phosphorus squads, but to be able to stay until now, it shows that each team has its own unique hole cards.

However, drunk this temple is like a fierce god, every time he shoots, he is ruthless and simple, and he defeats the enemy. The Heavenly Thunder Technique and the Nine Turns Demon Flame Gong complement each other, and the power is extremely strong. Facing an opponent whose strength is not in the palace realm, now he is completely devastated, crushing the opponent in the same level.

"Good. The hour is almost up......." The faint light in the ink-colored eyes of the drunken temple flowed, and he sat down slowly, reining in the fluctuations of his mysterious power.

There are only a few less than half a day left before the final ten battle.

.......

Northern Underworld Imperial City, Wudou Square.

The scorching midday sun hung high above it, and the golden sunlight sprinkled freely, making the bluestone slabs of the entire square shine brightly.

At this time, this vast square is crowded with people and lively. A tidal commotion ripples through the area, noisy, excited, and impatient, which is the main theme of the whole square.

What's even more amazing is that above the mid-air, there are rays of light intertwined and circling, and under the gaze of everyone, it actually forms a seat formed by the condensation of mysterious energy.

And on these dazzling seats, one after another figures sat casually, several figures stood in the air beside them, and occasionally opened and closed their eyes faintly glanced at the sea of people below, a huge coercion like the top of Mount Tai, if there was no enveloping the entire martial arts square.

The giants of the Seven Jade Forces!

Looking at the god-like figures on the seats in the sky, the countless sects, forces, and so-called Tianjiao in the family lowered their heads and bent their waists, even with their always arrogant nature, they couldn't help but grovel.

Because, these people represent the highest combat power in the entire Northern Underworld, the sect masters and elders of the seven emerald-level forces!

"Hehe, Sect Master is so anxious to see the top ten decisive battles, is there anything particularly attractive about this decisive battle?" A thunderous voice came in the air, and a purple-haired middle-aged man sat down on the sky chair with a big slash, he was wearing a purple robe, and the corners of his forehead were slightly wrinkled, adding a bit of vicissitudes. The violent thunder pressure on his body seemed to penetrate the air.

Not far from ".......", another middle-aged man had a gloomy face, a pair of dark pupils were extremely cold, his face was cloudy, and he replied coldly.

"Lei Zhentian, does this sect still need to report to you?"

As the middle-aged man spoke, the terrifying power of the Tyrant Realm swayed, and a faint poisonous gas emanated from his sleeve robe, which was terrifying.

He is the Sect Master of the Poison Sect, a super powerhouse at the peak of the Xuan Realm, and his Gu Poison thaumaturgy is daunting.

"Hmph, Sect Master Pi is so majestic......" The purple-haired man's thick eyebrows were raised, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and a muffled thunder exploded in his body, and the purple thunder instantly wrapped his whole body, and the piercing crackling sound resounded through the sky, and a terrifying coercion instantly confronted the coercion released by Pi Tianyang, without giving in.

"It seems that Sect Master Pi has not made any progress in his cultivation over the years. Purple Cloud Palace Palace Master Lei Zhentian laughed contemptuously, and that thunderous power seemed to have the upper hand.

"Hmph, you can give it a try. "Pi Tianyang's face is cold, and the poisonous gas in his body is about to gush out.

At this moment, a female voice like a fairy voice outside the sky descended, tensing everyone's heartstrings.

"Giggles, when I first arrived, I started to do it. Why don't you listen to this song and calm the anger in your heart?"

Bell ———

A magic sound of the guqin came from the clouds, and the eyes of everyone in the square suddenly dizzled, as if a pair of invisible hands moved their souls outward.

"Phantom Sound Valley... Ji Wuyue!"

Lei Zhentian and Pi Tianyang's hearts shook at the same time, and their brows furrowed.

A slender silk condensed by mystical power floated down from the clouds, like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing.

A picturesque fairy shadow stepped out of the sky and fell on Hua Aya, acting like a thin cloud gently covering the bright moon, and the white veil covered her face, fluttering like a flowing wind blowing a swirling snowflake.

Not only the people below, but even the several elders with the strength of the Hegemony Realm beside Lei Zhentian and Pi Tianyang were all attracted by their human-like figures, and a pair of eyeballs seemed to be about to protrude, and the desires all over their bodies seemed to be quietly aroused.

Phantom Sound Valley, Indulge in Magic Sound!

"This woman....... Isn't it a little bit of a star ....... cultivation has improved" Lei Zhentian's breathing fluctuated slightly, and his eyes were solemn. Even if he is as strong as a master of his level, the meridians in his body that control his mind can't help but be stirred by him, and his breath fluctuates a little.

"Bastard. This woman's sound skills have a faint sense of transcending the hegemony realm. At this time, the dark pupils of Pi Tianyang became deeper and deeper, and he was secretly jealous in his heart.

"Hehe, on the day of such a grand decisive battle, this sect still hopes that the two of them will be harmonious, don't be too noisy......."

In the air, Na Ji Wuyue sat leisurely on Qiong Aya, a pair of slender and straight jade legs like white lotus were stacked in a stunning arc, three thousand green silks danced with the wind, and the exquisite and perfect delicate body revealed a mysterious force that was no less than that of Lei Zhentian and Pi Tianyang.

Immediately after that, several figures appeared on its left and right, and the aura on each person's body was extremely strong, and it was the elder or protector of the Phantom Sound Valley.

"Tsk, I have heard that Ji Wuyue, the lord of the Phantom Sound Valley, is not only stunning in the Northern Underworld, but also has a supernatural sound skill. I can see it today, and it really lives up to its name......"

A bold and hearty voice sounded from the sky, followed by several sounds of breaking the air.

It was like a dazzling beam of light shooting out from the sky, and several sharp swords flew into the sky with incomparable might, and everyone's eyes suddenly converged.

If you look closely, there is a figure standing upright on each sword, all dressed in white, embroidered with sword-like patterns, which looks very conspicuous.

Swish!

In the blink of an eye, the sword arrives, and the person arrives.

The first man has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his face is as warm as jade, and the corners of his mouth are hooked with a hearty smile, even if there are slight folds at the corners of his eyes, he can still see that this person must be extremely handsome when he is young.

The owner of Tianjian Mountain Villa, Nangong asked the sky.

"Hehe, Nangong Zhuang Master has praised it, I haven't seen it for so many years, I guess your Shangqing Sword Technique has been cultivated to the ninth level. Ji Wuyue's slender moth eyebrows were lightly raised, and the itchy face covered by the tulle drew a curvature, and he laughed softly.

"Ten years of sharpening a sword, how can it be so easy to reach the ninth realm of returning to the basics. This seat is just doing its best, obeying the destiny of heaven. Nangong Wentian said lightly, with a smile on Gujing Wubo's face.

While the two were talking and laughing, there were several powerful breaths coming from different directions.

The moment the Snow God Palace and his party stepped into this sky, the originally hot temperature around them dropped suddenly, and pieces of snowflakes slowly fell in the sky, which made everyone in the field dumbfounded.

The palace master of the Snow God Palace, the Yutai Liuli walked out of a whirlpool of ice crystals, wrapped in a snow coat that showed her graceful curves to the fullest, the ice muscles and jade bones were like nature, the slender jade legs were like clotted white jade, and the frosty but extremely delicate face on it was amazing.

At the same time, a breath that was so hot that the scalp was burning came from the other direction, and under a raging fire, a red-haired man appeared in the air, and several people stood quietly beside him, each of them was like a small sun, emitting heat that people dare not approach.

It's the people of the Yanji Temple!

The red-haired man at the head had red eyes and looked terrifying, and the muscles of his body were surrounded like dragons, full of explosive power. It must be the hall master of the Yanji Palace, Yan Lie.

The scorching breath of the Yanji Hall instantly collided with the extreme cold of the Snow God Palace, and the sense of repulsion that water and fire were incompatible suddenly filled the entire sky.

And the last to arrive were the people of the Imperial Soul Sect, all of whom were dressed in black robes, with white faces and dark eyes, looking a little weird.

The man in the middle was skinny, but his dark pupils made people feel piercing cold, and there was a faint black mist in his sleeve robe. The seemingly thin body reveals a strong might, and this power comes from the soul!

The Sect Master of the Imperial Soul Sect, the Soul Lonely Evil, the first person in the Soul Dao of the Northern Underworld!

In this way, the people of the seven major forces have all arrived, and the atmosphere of the entire Martial Arts Square in the Northern Underworld Imperial City has reached a peak, and an earth-shattering battle is about to be staged in front of everyone's eyes!