To the south of Middle-earth, a desolate atmosphere hung over the land, and on the desolate hills, the cold wind continued to roar, and the whining sound swirled in the sky, and finally rolled up the fallen leaves on the ground and flew into the distance.

It used to be very rarely visited, because it was so desolate that there was nothing worth visiting for monks, but now it is very lively.

There is no other reason, the Firmament Battlefield is going to be opened here, and the most important person can enter, so although many people know that it is dangerous inside, there are still countless scattered cultivators rushing in, and there are even many monarch-level cultivators.

The remnant sun is like blood, the falling light is like gold, the red clouds in the sky seem to be infected, and the glow pours on the land for thousands of miles, like the light veil of the god's 'woman', and the beauty is infinite......

The day passed, but more and more monks came and went, so that the whole place was full of human heads, and it was black.

After all, the afterglow of the setting sun could not escape the control of fate, and slowly fell below the horizon, and the night swept by like an autumn wind, covering the vast land with a layer of black 'color' veil.

After a day of waiting, nothing had changed, but even so, the monks were still excited, they knew that tomorrow the Firmament Battlefield would be the day it opened.

"These monks of the human race are really not afraid of death, so if they have the strength, they dare to come?"

With the sound of words with a faint sense of mockery, a huge blood-colored spirit boat flew quickly, suddenly stopped in the sky above the crowd, and streams of bloody red gas emanated from the spirit boat.

Those Terran monks below didn't seem to be able to withstand this kind of aura at all, and as soon as the blood-colored aura touched these people's bodies, they turned into a pool of blood, terrifying and terrifying.

"Weak to death, the human race is really not as good as the generation, how can we compete with our current strength. ”

"That's it, it's a shame that the patriarch also sent Senior Brother Xueyuan, I really look up to them!"

......

A series of piercing taunts came from the spirit boat, making the scattered cultivators below angry, but they dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, and the blood in front of them was like a thorn against their foreheads.

On the blood-colored spirit boat, in addition to the three somewhat old figures, there are hundreds of young people, these people surround a man with an evil face, he is the blood abyss, the excellent generation of the blood clan.

"The people of the blood clan are really arrogant, they will kill the people of my human race as soon as they come, should we really bully us?"

Just as those Blood Clan disciples were secretly excited, a loud shout suddenly sounded, the sky shook and cracked, and an invisible wave rolled and spread, and the wind blew violently towards those Blood Clan disciples.

The three old men standing on the Blood Clan's Spirit Boat opened their eyes suddenly, and one of them waved his sleeve robe, throwing those waves aside, and sneered: "Will the people of the Holy Spirit Sect only bully juniors?"

And while the old man of the blood clan was speaking, three spirit boats surrounded by spiritual energy suddenly came to the sky above the crowd, they were the three holy places in the Western Wasteland, the Holy Spirit Sect, the Blood God Sect, and the Sea Star Sect.

And it was an elder of the Holy Spirit Sect who made a move just now, but unfortunately he returned in vain.

Without waiting for the people of the Holy Spirit Sect to speak, there were several sounds of breaking the air again in the distance, and two spirit boats seemed to shuttle through the space and descended directly here.

The Sect Master of the Holy Spirit Sect glanced at each other with the Sect Master of the Blood God Sect and the Sea Star Sect, they didn't expect that the Hades and Corpse Clans also happened to come, and they were just in time for this.

The prince of the underworld stood on the bow of the boat, glanced at the holy land of the three major human races and the blood clan of the Holy Spirit Sect, and said with a light smile: "It seems that this prince is here at a very good time, just in time to watch and see who is stronger between the human race and the blood race." ”

The people of the corpse clan rarely spoke, and their green eyes looked ahead with some interest, their spiritual intelligence was not like that of a puppet, on the contrary, their spiritual intelligence was actually very high.

When the words of the prince of the underworld fell into the ears of those scattered cultivators, they would think that this was talking about both the human race and the blood race, but this was not the meaning when they fell into the ears of the three sect masters of the Holy Spirit Sect and other holy places.

The Terran ranks tenth among the hundred races, although this ranking is a bit unworthy of the name now, but it is definitely not comparable to the blood races ranked outside the thirty.

And now the prince of the underworld said that he wanted to see which of the human race and the blood race was weaker and stronger, which was obviously an insult to the human race in disguise, saying that the strength of the human race was too weak.

The Blood God Sect Master may be the reason for the exercises, and his body always exudes a blood-colored aura, and this aura is different from the people of the Blood Clan, they are bloody qi, and the aura of the Blood God Sect Master has a sense of righteousness and brightness.

"If the Bloodline doesn't mind, think about a fight, and of course, you Hades can also try. The Blood God Sect Master said in an indifferent tone, his eyes looked at the place where the Blood Clan was, and the killing intent was released without reservation.

The Blood Clan was also not to be outdone, and the three elders took a step at the same time to confront the Blood God Sect Master.

When the prince of the underworld heard the words of the sect master of the Blood God Sect, his face was stunned, and then he laughed, "Haha, your human race wants to deal with us at the same time, you overestimate yourself, do you really think that you are still back then, and you have the strength at that time?"

The words of the prince of the underworld directly included the corpse clan, and said that the human race wanted to deal with the three of them.

"No matter how weak my human race is, it will not be your turn to speak, let alone your turn to spread wild in the Continent of God, and you will not pee according to your own virtues?"

The sect master of the Starfish Sect was a tall old man, but he was unceremonious when he spoke, pointing at the prince of the underworld and the people of the blood clan.

The face of the prince of the underworld clan was gloomy in an instant, but it returned to normal in an instant, and he said in a cold voice: "After entering the Firmament Battlefield, you will wait to collect the corpses of your disciples in your sect!

The words of the prince of the underworld clan clearly reached the spirit boat where the disciples of the Sea Star Sect were located, and among the group of disciples, a woman with a hot body but cold and ruthless eyes instantly looked at him, and her eyes were full of coldness.

"You call yourself the crown prince, then we're going to have a good fight. ”

"No, it's a fight with me, and you still stay aside. ”

"Who are you letting stay on the side? Want to fight again?"

"Hit it. Afraid of you?"

......

With the sound of fierce quarrels, the two dragon head spirit boats sailed side by side, and each of the boats stood in a figure, one wearing a silver moon dragon robe, and the other wearing a golden sun dragon robe, and the momentum of the two did not give in to each other.

You don't need to ask to know that they are from the two major dynasties of Middle-earth, namely the crown prince of the Scorching Sun Dynasty and the scorching sun, and the prince of the Cold Moon Dynasty and Leng Jian.

Lieyang and Leng Jian argued endlessly over who would compete with the prince of the underworld, and finally they simply moved their eyes to the prince of the underworld, stared at him and asked, "What kind of prince is that, which of us do you want to come and fight with you first?" Hurry up and choose one, we are in a hurry." ”

The words of the two directly made all the monks present laugh, ** naked ridicule! But if the ridicule is good, he should be ridiculed.

The face of the prince of the underworld turned iron-blue, if it wasn't for the elder of the underworld behind him to stop him, maybe he would have rushed out a long time ago, gritted his teeth and said: "The prince of the two great dynasties, I remember, goodbye to the battlefield in the sky!"

"Waiting for you at any time!"

"Waiting for you!"

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