A quarter of an hour later, Long Tian followed the Third Prince's journey to the Advanced Blood Arena.

At this moment, the huge high-level blood arena is already full of people, and the blood fight has not yet begun, but there are no empty seats!

Long Tian didn't know who was the owner of the Blood Arena, but in a Blood Fight like this, just the ticket money collected was enough to exchange for a dynasty, right?

The people of the imperial dynasty are too rich. The resources of the entire continent for thousands of years are almost in the hands of the royal family. Therefore, many cultivators want to join the royal family and get resources.

This time, Long Cai's opponent was a second-heavy powerhouse in the Emperor Realm. The rules of the Blood Arena are like this, as long as you win, you must arrange a more powerful opponent, either invincible with the same weight, or cross a double cultivation. Of course, since Dragon Wealth is only the most powerful, the people in the Blood Arena actually don't know how strong Dragon Wealth is.

Soon, Long Cai appeared, and he stepped out of the iron gate, like a free beast!

"Roar, slave three!"

As soon as Long Cai came out, the roar of the entire blood arena was monstrous.

Whether Nu San can become a legend in the blood arena depends on whether he can maintain a thousand consecutive victories! If he wins this one, he will be one step closer to the legend.

Soon, the battle began, and the blood of the royal family bloomed and boiled because of the blood of the slaves!

The battle of Longcai is not fancy, but it is this bland, the most eye-catching, he is like a god of war, brave and forward, always fighting with the other party!

There was no suspense, this battle Long Cai won, his body was extremely strong, and the opponent's attack fell on him, which could not make him lose his combat effectiveness at all.

Blood Fighter couldn't use any elixir, and after losing his aura, that Blood Fighter could only be punched by Long Cai's body.

Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine battles, three victories for slaves!

At this moment, the royals roared loudly, and they stood high up and admired the death of the slave in their eyes.

The more terrible they die, the louder they will scream!

"Freedom, for freedom!"

Long Cai was covered in blood, looking up to the sky and roaring, this blood, there are his own, and there are enemies.

He was like a bloody man, full of murderous intent.

For the sake of freedom, whoever stands in his way will die!

......

The Three Princes' Mansion.

After Long Tian returned, he continued his retreat. Long Cai has already won nine hundred and ninety-nine battles, and only one last battle is left to restore his so-called freedom, Long Tian must hurry up and see if he can break through to the fourth level of the emperor.

For this reason, he took Huangzhong Plum again, although it was a bit wasteful, but there was a whole Huangzhong Plum Tree that was so capricious!

For the sake of the family, any waste is not a waste, because it is worth it!

Long Cai's next battle will be ten days later, which means that whether Long Tian can successfully enlighten depends on his comprehension in the past ten days!

The Tao can only be understood, but it is unpredictable.

Long Tian divided two divine senses in the sea of consciousness, one went to the Killing Intent Desert, and the other entered the mysterious stone tablet, and felt the infinite battle intent contained in the dragon's blood up close!

In any case, you must raise your cultivation to the fourth level!

On the first day, there was no epiphany!

The next day, no epiphany!

Day 3, Day 4, Day 5...... Still no epiphany.

Until the night of the ninth day, Long Tian's body suddenly exuded a terrifying aura, and then Long Tian opened his eyes.

Success! Long Tian has been promoted to become the fourth early stage powerhouse of the Emperor Realm.

In less than a month, Long Tian has risen to two levels of cultivation, of course, this refers to the fact that in reality, there is no counting of the days spent in the formation stone tablet.

Feeling the power contained in his body, a smile opened at the corner of Long Tian's mouth, now it is easy to kill the three princes, he has absolute confidence to kill the three princes in seconds!

After a sleepless night, early the next morning, Long Tian followed the three princes to the high-level blood arena.

Today is the day that will make the entire Blood Dou City boil, because today will be the thousandth blood battle of Nu San. Whether it is a legend or a failure, it depends on today's battle!

Although it was still very early, the blood arena was already crowded.

Time passes, and the sun rises. The last bloody battle of Nu San begins.

"Everyone is quiet. ”

The host's voice came, signaling everyone to be quiet.

"Today is the last bloody battle of Nu San, but his opponent has not been made public, and now, it's time. Come out, Hercules!"

In the past, the opponent of Nu San would be announced in advance, but in this last battle, no one knew who Nu San's opponent was, until the host's voice fell, so he knew who Nu San's opponent was.

"Mighty Fighter, is it the Blood Slave who suddenly disappeared after winning 800 consecutive games?"

"Yes, it's him, Nu San was originally going to fight him, but his master took him out of Blood Dou City to go out to practice, and now he's back?"

"Oh my God, the strong fighter is also a body cultivator, a blood fight between two body cultivators, this is the first time!"

The Hercules has not yet appeared, and the scene has exploded.

Obviously, many people know who the Mighty Fighter is, and this is also a body cultivator.

Thundered!

Suddenly, the sound of the earth trembling came, and I saw a tall middle-aged man with a long beard walking out of the huge iron gate, and with every step, the earth shook!

"It's him, it's him. A mighty fighter born from the Giants!"

The voices of the royal family became more and more sharp, and before the battle had even begun, they were already boiling.

A strong fighter, fifteen meters tall and weighing more than 10,000 catties! This kind of body shape can only be possessed by the disappeared giant clan. It was clear that the mighty fighter was from the Giants, and it was not known where the Royals had captured the Giants.

"Roar!"

As soon as the Mighty Fighter came out, he let out a loud roar that shook the sky.

The Giant Clan, an outlier in the human race, is naturally tall and mighty, like a beast, and the people of the Giant Clan are simple-minded, but their limbs are extremely developed, and they are born refiners.

After the Mighty Fighter appeared, Long Cai also walked out of the iron gate opposite, compared to the size of the Mighty Fighter, Long Cai was thousands of times smaller!

But his pupils as he looked up at the Mighty Fighter remained steadfast.

He is determined to win!

He wants to be free!

At this moment, on the luxurious grandstand of the Yellow Sand Field, the third prince was sitting on a chair, his brows furrowed slightly, and behind him, Qu Lao's expression was not good-looking.

"Your Highness, this is a strong fighter, and there is some trouble. At the beginning, Nu San was going to make an appointment to fight him, but his master knew that the strong fighters at that time could not defeat Nu San, so he went out directly to practice, but he didn't expect that the battle object arranged by the Blood Arena would be him! ”

The third prince didn't make a sound, but his eyebrows were still wrinkled.

"Your Royal Highness the Third Prince, is this strong fighter very strong?"

Long Tian had been standing behind the two of them, and when he saw the expressions of the two of them, he suddenly had a bad feeling.

This strong fighter is much stronger than Long Cai in terms of momentum.