Advance three tiers in a row.

It is necessary to stabilize the realm as soon as possible, otherwise, the realm backlash is the most terrifying.

The realm backlash will directly affect the cultivation in the future.

Four directions: southeast, northwest and northwest.

Long Hao chose the southern direction.

The dark space is not visible.

Long Hao, who had just stepped in, suddenly froze in his eyes, his face was full of solemnity, he wanted to ask about the demon burial, but finally chose to give up.

Nine boulders.

On each boulder, there is a figure, there are men and women, old and young, sitting together in a circular position.

Living?

Around the nine boulders, there was a spatial aura, that is to say, all the nine figures were emperor-level realm martial artists.

What is this concept?

The Fortune Raider Realm has its own rules, and Emperor-level realm warriors are not allowed to step in without permission, and those who forcibly trespass will be directly strangled by the Fortune Raider Realm.

The nine of them are all emperor-level realms, and how did they step into the fortune realm.

Could it be that the martial artist of the previous session did not leave the fortune world?

It's just that.

Even if you break through to the Emperor-level realm within the Fortune-Snatching Realm, you will be forcibly suppressed by the Fortune-Snatching Realm, and you will not be able to successfully advance to the Emperor-level realm at all.

The nine figures, like an old monk, sat quietly on the boulder, and a desolate aura swept the entire desolate space.

There was no life, and the nine were obviously dead, but they were able to keep their bodies intact.

He could clearly feel that the powerful aura emanating from the body of the Nine Dao figures was not approaching, and there was no need to make any extraneous branches.

Entering the Blood Spring this time, Xiu Wei had successfully broken through the fifth-level human dignity realm, and slowly retreated, preparing to leave, and went to the other two directions to take a look.

Before Long Hao left.

The Nine Dao figures slowly opened their eyes, and the cold killing intent erupted with a desolate aura, without emotion, and some were just desolate.

Startled, Long Hao's body retreated again and again, looking at the nine people in front of him vigilantly.

"Dare to break into the Nine Holy Jedi, there is no forgiveness!"

Winning the Jedi?

No mercy?

Long Hao didn't hesitate any longer, he turned around and prepared to leave, of course he knew what the Nine Saint Jedi meant.

If nothing else, all nine of them are Saint Emperor Realm, Emperor Realm powerhouses who have mastered time.

In the Blood Spring, there is actually a Saint Emperor Realm, and it is still the Nine Saint Emperor Realm, what is going on?

The power of time began to superimpose wildly.

Long Hao was horrified to find that his body was instantly imprisoned.

Imprisoned by time, unable to move.

In his eyes, there was infinite solemnity, under the time confinement of the nine Holy Emperors joining forces, Long Hao knew very well that it would be difficult for him to leave alive.

The totem bloodline in the body automatically rolled up, rolling wildly.

With a dragon roar, a huge illusory dragon shadow of dozens of meters quickly condensed behind Long Hao, the Ancient Ancestral Dragon, Emperor Kui!

"Humph!"

"Totem clan, what!"

"Dare to break into my Nine Saints Jedi, kill!"

The cold voice resounded throughout the space, and the nine Saint Emperor martial artists didn't take each other seriously at all, and the terrifying aura descended fiercely again, suppressed layer by layer.

A dragon groan, constantly ringing.

Rather die than submit!

"Huh?"

With a burst of surprise, the nine Saint Emperor warriors didn't seem to expect that the dragon totem awakened by the other party was so strong, and the ordinary totem couldn't resist the suppression of the breath of the nine of them.

Long Hao couldn't move at all, and the condensed Ancient Ancestral Dragon hovered over his body, resisting the power suppression of the nine Saint Emperor Martial Artists.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The nine Holy Emperors joined forces to attack.

Eastern Realm, Totem Clan.

After the advent of the dragon tyrant before, the six holy emperors of the Taiwu Sect, an ancient emperor, and the totem clan became the absolute overlord of the Eastern Regions realm, and the originally formed Eastern Regions Alliance disintegrated and collapsed in an instant, and retreated to the second line one by one.

Who dares to provoke the totem clan, unless they are impatient, one sect after another is cautious, for fear that the totem clan will deal with them, after all, the totem clan with two emperor-level realms can easily destroy them.

The result?

The totem clan did not move in the slightest.

The dragon totem family, in the ancestral shrine.

Long Cangqiong, Long Zhantian, father and son, as well as the ten elders, all gathered in the ancestral hall, feeling the riot of the ancestral hall one by one, and they didn't know what was going on.

"Dad, could it be that Hao'er had an accident?" Long Zhantian was very worried, after all, Long Hao entered the Middle Domain Realm and provoked many enemies, including the Taiwu Sect, as well as the enemies of the Totem Clan, the four major families and the four major sects.

Long Cangqiong nodded and said: "Hao'er's awakened dragon totem bloodline has never appeared in the history of my totem clan, but Hao'er's awakened totem bloodline is indeed very powerful, and it can be separated by two realms and attract the totem clan." ”

Sure enough, it was Hao'er.

"So what do we do now?" Asked eagerly, Long Zhantian had a lot of self-blame and guilt for his son in his heart.

Long Cangqiong's face was very gloomy, and he said solemnly: "I can't lock Hao'er's location now, I can only wait to see if the ancestral hall will be locked." ”

Central Boundary, Southwest Region.

Around the Fortune Monument, there were countless warriors standing proudly in the void in the distance, staring at the huge Fortune Monument one by one, especially the thousand sect names on it.

The True Martial Sect has entered the top five, and Wen Tian and Wen Han are very surprised.

This time, the expectation of the True Martial Sect is to break five into three, and it was affected by the great battle of the two Holy Emperors before, and the True Martial Sect suffered heavy losses, and it was precisely by relying on this battle to restore the peak of the True Martial Sect and enter the central region.

Luck is too important for a sect.

"Look, the thousandth sect on the Fortune Monument."

"Seal the Dragon Sect!"

Sealing the Dragon Sect?

What kind of sect is this?

In the southwest region, almost everyone knows the top sects, such as the True Martial Sect, the Absolute God Palace, and so on.

Feng Long Sect had never heard of it, and everyone knew very well how difficult it was to stand out from the hundreds of thousands of forces and advance to the top 1,000.

At the very least, you must have an emperor-level realm martial artist to be able to have such luck.

"Eight hundred and eighty-eighth."

"Six hundred and fifty-fourth, what's going on? This Sealing Dragon Sect is too crazy, and in just a few minutes, it has risen to such a ranking. ”

"It's still skyrocketing."

No one can figure out where the Sealing Dragon Sect is killed, and it is so crazy that the ranking skyrockets, and if it continues to skyrocket at this rate, I believe that it will not take long for the ranking of the Sealing Dragon Sect to skyrocket to an extremely high level.

"Three hundred and fifty-seventh."

"Two hundred and sixty."

"Ninety-ninth."

It was very shocking, in just a few tens of minutes, a little-known sect directly skyrocketed to the top 100 with a crazy skyrocketing speed.

(End of chapter)