On the huge and vast martial arts arena, the three top powerhouses of the young generation, the Netherworld Young Master, the Black Rakshasa and the Tianhe Young Sect Master, each stood proudly, and the surging blood breath surged.

Ordinary people and ordinary cultivators were puzzled, but those old immortals had a wide range of knowledge, so they naturally knew why.

God's Blood!

This is a kind of inheritance bloodline, which is the same as the Golden Feather Xiaopeng Bird in the mysterious world, containing the bloodline of ancient ancestors, and it is also a very powerful physique.

This physique will become more and more powerful with the awakening of the blood of the gods in the body, until it will eventually transform into a god body and achieve the realm of gods.

It's just that this kind of bloodline physique is rare in the world, rarely heard of, and it doesn't necessarily appear once in a thousand years. But every time the bloodline of the gods appears, it will disturb the world and become the attention of the people of the world.

If it is not halfway through, then in the future, it will definitely dominate the world, be proud of the heroes, and lead the forces where it is located to stand proudly in the Huamo Continent.

Now, in the ring of the central martial arts arena, there are three of them at once, which shows how the world will be in the future. If the three of them don't die halfway, they will definitely dominate the world in the future.

Qianyue watched all this quietly, and was not at all afraid that the three of them were the legendary god's bloodline. Although the three of them possess an incomparably powerful divine bloodline, they represent a surging and powerful potential that no one can ignore.

It's just that he is confident that the human yuan golden body is better than the blood of the gods, and that golden blood qi absolutely surpasses all physique in the demigod Dao Valley, almost the ultimate in the world, even the demigod demon beasts who have seen and heard of the strength of the physical body can't compare.

His current realm is only congenital, but he can still easily suppress the bloodline of the three great gods.

As for the future, he is even more fearless, because he is the inheritor of the Battle Saint. Once he becomes a true battle saint, not to mention the so-called blood of the gods, even the gods of the ages have to be suppressed single-handedly, fearless, and proud of the heavens.

The Netherworld Young Master's expression was cold and ruthless, his eyes could frostbite everything, and he held the death scythe in his hand and went straight to kill the other two god bloodlines. It's cold and cold, and the sickle is around the death music of despair.

The Rakshasa blood in the black Rakshasa body was restless and boiling, with an incomparable fighting intent to cut the world without retracting the sword, the blood spear was buzzing, and he turned into a bloody light and fought with the Netherworld Young Master.

The young sect master of Tianhe is carrying the blood of the ringtones, jingling and ringing, which is pleasant to the ear. A colorful bell appeared on his head, spreading out an invisible ripple and joining the battle.

The bloodlines of the three gods of darkness, crimson, and colorful shone in the ring, roaring deafeningly.

The three of them were staggered with lightning, crisscrossing the entire ring, the battle was extremely fierce, and the hard stone slabs continued to draw out deep traces, which were indelible.

The Netherworld Young Master's Death Scythe buzzed, borrowing the power of heaven and earth, it is undeniable that this is definitely a demigod magic weapon, and it is an imitation of the Death Scythe of the Ancestral Weapon of the Stygian Moon Valley, held in his hand, the combat power can directly catch up with the demigod powerhouse.

In the bloody aura, the black Rakshasa shot out two bloodthirsty and cold eyes, holding the blood spear in his hand, and his combat power could be called the strongest among the three, carrying the blood of the ancient Rakshasa god, and he was the most murderous and domineering.

He also held the imitation Rakshasa spear of the sect's ancestral weapon, which was also a rare demigod weapon, and its power was incomparable.

The Tianhe Young Sect Master has a colorful divine bell, which is undoubtedly an imitation, spreading the ripples of the Dao Dao, protecting his body, and a pair of slender hands contain incredible power, which can collide with two demigod magic weapons without being injured.

The three of them fought fiercely, all kinds of means emerged one after another, the innate condensation appeared to fight, the colored light spread again and again, and even the space trembled.

The Black Rakshasa is the most terrifying, a Rakshasa gun is fierce and domineering, the edge is exposed, no one can face the edge, even the demigod is strong, and he has to be stabbed.

He single-handedly knocked the two opponents backwards, and although he was also wounded, the battle intent in his eyes became more and more intense.

The excitement of the audience was ignited, and they cheered and cheered for them.

Ye Gongzi had finished healing at this moment, he stood beside Ruoxi and said, "Fairy Xi, look, if you are like my eldest brother Young Master Netherworld in this life, you will have no regrets. ”

His tone was very proud, the young master of the Netherworld was his biological eldest brother, the eldest brother was in the limelight, and he felt that he was also stained as a younger brother.

Then he didn't hurry to look at Qianyue provocatively, as if he was saying that he was the same eldest brother, why are you worse than my eldest brother.

The three of them crisscrossed the ring, fought with lightning, and fought quite fiercely, but no one could help anyone in the big battle so far, and they were opponents in chess.

The three of them are all congenitally peerless powerhouses, and their combat power can directly catch up with the Demishen Dao Valley, ranking among the strongest innate ones, even if they can fight with the Demishen Dao Valley. It's just that in the face of the other two, no one can guarantee that they will defeat them.

The situation suddenly changed, and a figure entered the arena ring with a lightning bolt that could not be concealed, and inserted into the battle.

The comer laughed heartily, and was inserted in the center of the three people, and at the same time faced the joint attack of the three young powerhouses, Haoran was not afraid.

With a sonorous sound, the arena trembled, cracking and cracking one after another, and the figures of the bloodlines of the three gods actually retreated one after another, but the figure did not move at all, standing proudly in the center of the ring, like a god.

This person has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, heroic spirit, and long hair is crowned behind his head. Dressed in a yellow costume, the five-clawed golden dragon is inscribed above, with teeth and claws, vivid, as if it is about to come out of the body and turn into a real dragon to travel the world.

Holding a Fang Tian painting halberd with one hand, pointing at the sky, his body is overflowing with the natural nobility of a superior person, and he is not angry in the face of everyone.

The crown prince of the Tianhua Empire, Huafeng.

The first descendant of the five supreme forces finally appeared, penetrating with unstoppable power and becoming everyone's attention.

Prince Hua Feng is one of the strongest people of today's young generation, his cultivation is unfathomable, and it is rumored that he has crossed that hurdle and become one of the youngest demigods.

He stood in the center, his momentum was mighty, and his absolutely powerful cultivation made everyone dare not ignore his existence, and no one dared to say that he could be easily defeated.

"Let's go up together. Hua Feng's slender body slowly rose, standing high in the sky, as if the monarch was looking down on the bloodline of the three gods.

Demigod Valley.

Standing in the void, this is the symbol of the Demigod Dao Valley, it can be seen that this prince Huafeng is really as legendary, reaching such a realm, which can make all his peers look up.

Although the other party's words were very arrogant, the bloodline of the three gods all showed solemn expressions, and they had a tacit understanding that they did not fight each other again, and they all knew that if they did not join forces, they would not be able to defeat this Huafeng at all.

The Black Rakshasa took the lead, without a trace of fear in the face of the powerful demigod powerhouse, and the battle intent was blazing and enthusiastic. The Rakshasa spear condensed a force of colorful heaven and earth, and the blood was surrounding, and the body and the gun were combined, turning into a little blood and lightning to attack, shooting Hua Feng.

Hua Feng's eyes were as bright as lightning, Fang Tian's halberd suddenly trembled, as if he was slowly and quickly blocking the Rakshasa spear, and his figure shot out like lightning, so fast that it was unimaginably fast, and the phantom said, making people unable to react to their thoughts.

"Poof—"

The black rakshasa flew upside down, was kicked in the chest, broke two sternums, and the rakshasa blood flowing in his body was restless.

Quietly, the Netherworld Young Master appeared behind Prince Huafeng with a death scythe in his hand, the death music sounded, the Netherworld ghost appeared, and the Grim Reaper came.

It's just that Prince Hua Feng has already condensed the Yuan Shen, and his divine sense is powerful, and he is not affected by the death movement at all.

He is incomparably powerful, leading the younger generation, standing in the realm of demigods, even the bloodline of ancient gods cannot match, and the rainbow rays are circling around him, comparable to the sharp weapons of divine weapons.

He took the initiative to attack the Netherworld Young Master and the Tianhe Young Sect Master who came to help.

A large, vague and gloomy figure appeared behind the Netherworld Young Master, also holding the Death Scythe in his hand, gloomy and gloomy, resonating with the bloodline of the Netherworld in his body.

This is the bloodline of the god of the underworld, which has a unique trick, the Golem of the god of the underworld.

The colorful divine bell on the head of the young sect master of Tianhe rang, and the power of the colorful heaven and earth descended, and the ringing* turned into an invisible defense, and the blood of the colored bell in the body was also ringing.

The bloodlines of the two gods all resounded at this moment, and the blood of the gods flowing in their bodies soared, almost comparable to the level of demigods.

The death scythe silently cut through the void, gloomy and lifeless, even if it was a demigod powerhouse, he didn't dare to touch it.

The young sect master of Tianhe is all on the seven-colored divine bell jingling, a song of confusion and the bell rings, her hands are as white as jade, flowing charming glow, flicking the jade fingers.

The injured black Rakshasa also stood up, and the Rakshasa bloodline also resonated, and a statue of the Rakshasa God and Demon appeared behind him, and the bloody aura spread throughout the entire martial arts arena, transforming into a bloody scene of the Blood Sea Corpse Mountain, which was terrifying.

The three of them joined forces to attack Prince Huafeng together