When I turned around, I saw a human being, holding a stick, frantically stabbing its chrysanthemum, and immediately became furious, shooting out countless tentacles with fangs from his mouth, and blasted towards Wang Chen.

Wang Chen's eyes were fierce, and the stick in his hand smashed down.

Countless tentacles, smashed into meat sauce.

Immediately after that, the stick was picked up again, and a stick fell, smashing heavily on the body of the big maggot.

Boom!

The maggot was smashed with a stick, splashing foul-smelling juice all over the sky.

Wang Chen nodded with satisfaction, in the end, it was his own weapon, and it was easy to use.

As if, it seems that I heard the wail of the stabbing stick, it is a stabbing stick, not for stabbing chrysanthemums.

After solving the big maggot, a wisp of red light as thick as Wang Chen's finger submerged into his dantian and turned into energy.

Directly pushed Wang Chen's cultivation to the middle stage of the Quenching Yuan Realm.

......

In the outside world, there is a huge stone tablet on which a whole hundred names are recorded.

These names are all the names of the disciples who participated in the hunting battle this time.

It's just that at the very bottom of the stele, there are already three names that have dimmed.

Presumably, these three people have lost their qualifications.

At the top of the stele, the word Chen Ming was particularly conspicuous, and behind the name, in the middle of the Quenyuan Realm, the people stationed next to the stele were even more shocked.

"In the end, it is the best person in the royal family in a hundred years, according to the calculation of the time inside, it has only been a day's work, and it has already quenched the middle of the Yuan Realm. ”

"I'm afraid that the first place this time should be Chen Ming!"

"It's not easy to say, they still have 10 years to go, and there will always be some variables. ”

Several people stationed there were discussing, looking at the names on the stone tablet, except for the first place Chen Ming, who was in the middle stage of the Quenching Yuan Realm, there were already no less than forty people, and the cultivation had reached the early stage of the Quenching Yuan Realm.

In the end, it is a place where geniuses gather.

But just when everyone praised Chen Ming, suddenly a golden light flashed from the bottom to the top of the stone tablet, until the first place Chen Ming was suppressed, and this was the word.

Heavenly Sect, Wang Chen, in the middle of the Quenching Yuan Realm.

The stele is evaluated based on its own comprehensive strength, and there has been no mistake over the years.

Hiss......

Everyone looked at the name that had sprung up, and couldn't help but gasp to make themselves more calm.

But the scene in front of them made them unable to calm down at all.

Someone actually pressed Chen Ming down.

"It seems that this hunting battle has a good show. ”

"I didn't expect that this time the Heavenly Sect would come out with such a powerful figure. ”

"And, no matter how powerful it is, what's the use, have you forgotten that last time, none of the people from the Heavenly Sect came out alive?"

"Forget it, let's report this matter to the general first, we little people, just take care of ourselves. ”

After speaking, a middle-aged man walked out of the crowd, hurriedly rode a fast horse and ran straight into the distance.

In the ancient battlefield, a mountain of white bones was piled up.

At the top of the mountain, a man in a yellow robe, his face was calm, and with the continuous change of his handprints, an invisible cyclone appeared above his head, like a big mouth, frantically devouring the spiritual power that wandered in the air.

And at the foot of Skull Mountain, zombies kept coming out of the ground and crawling towards the man.

But these zombies didn't wait to climb the mountain, and they became part of Skull Mountain on the way.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, this is something we found nearby, you see what's the use. ”

At the foot of the mountain, several young men looked frightened, holding things in their hands and holding them high above their heads.

"Your lives have been saved. ”

The man at the top of the mountain spoke in a deep voice, and after speaking, he continued to cultivate.

The young men at the foot of the mountain, as if they were about to be amnestied, hurriedly dropped their things and turned around and fled.

Originally, they were disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and they happened to meet together, and they thought they could help each other, but they ended up meeting Chen Ming.

In the outside world, Chen Ming is a high-ranking prince with a transcendent identity, but here he is just an ordinary disciple.

Several people had bad intentions and wanted to take the opportunity to get some benefits from Chen Ming.

turned out to be cleaned up by Chen Ming alone.

Later, these few became Chen Ming's hard laborers, helping Chen Ming find various cultivation resources.

To them, Chen Ming is a devil, and they can't wait to see him in this life.

Sometimes a wish is not made casually, but if it does come true?

At the moment when the young men turned to leave, Chen Ming opened his eyes, sneered, and his figure rushed out, and in a few breaths, he appeared on the top of Skull Mountain again, and there were several more corpses at the foot of the mountain.

"I offended this king, and I still want to live?"

"Zhao Wuru, Zhen Fei'er, and that kid from the Heavenly Sect, this king will let you know that no matter where you are, you are just a group of ants, and you will always surrender at my feet. ”

Chen Min sneered and spoke, and continued to cultivate cross-legged after speaking.

Far away in the southernmost part of this battlefield, it was a desert, and a cold and beautiful figure was walking in the yellow sand blankly, and the blood stains of the long sword in his hand had not yet dried.

She is Feng Qing.

Since entering this battlefield, she has come to this desert.

The desert is very large, as far as the eye can see, and the yellow sand is flying all over the sky.

All kinds of unknown strange insects underground, like maggots on tarsal bones, will rush out from time to time.

But fortunately, in this desert, Feng Qing has found a lot of rare medicinal materials, and through the medicinal materials, he has already improved his strength to the early stage of the Quenching Yuan Realm.

The talisman in her hand had been urged, not to withdraw, but to summon.

When she entered this ancient battlefield, she had already connected her life talisman with Wang Chen's.

But this desert is too big, and she has never sensed Wang Chen's existence.

And at the moment, the only way to improve our strength is to improve our strength as soon as possible.

Gradually, Feng Qing's figure disappeared into the yellow sand, and the road he walked over, leaving the remains of countless strange insects on the road.

Time passes, like a white horse passing through a gap, and in the blink of an eye, everyone has spent half a year in this ancient battlefield.

Call!

The stabbing stick in Wang Chen's hand suddenly started, and a sharp sound of breaking wind was drawn, with the power of tens of thousands of mountains, and it smashed a giant zombie.

The giant zombie suddenly split into two, turned into spiritual power, and burrowed into Wang Chen's demon pill.

Looking at the mountains and forests that appeared in front of him, Wang Chen took a deep breath, a little excited in his heart.

Finally out of this plain.

In the past six months, he has swept through the sky with the stick in his hand, and I don't know how many zombies have died under him, and his strength has also entered the late stage of the Quenching Yuan Realm from the middle of the Quenching Yuan Realm.

Perhaps because of the increase in strength, at first a zombie could make Wang Chen's strength soar by a few points, but now a hundred zombies can make Wang Chen have a trace of feeling.

If it weren't for the fact that Wang Chen got some pills and medicinal materials on the way, I'm afraid that his strength would still be in the middle of the Quenching Yuan Realm.

Let's go!

Beckoning the thorn fruit under his feet, Wang Chen quickly ran towards the forest in front of him.

Entering the forest, the air became fresh, and there was no longer the rotten stench on the plains before, which immediately made Wang Chen refreshed.