The battle between Wang Gan and the Holy Son of Taiyuan ended the fastest, the other Holy Sons were still in the fierce battle, Wang Gan felt more relaxed now, many Holy Sons of the Taibai Sword Sect, except for him, had wisely chosen to give up, even the three of the Killing Holy Son, the Immortal Holy Son, and the Dugu Holy Son, now they were also closing their eyes and cultivating, seizing the time to comprehend the realm, in the last battle, the three of them vaguely began to condense their own Dao core, and embarked on the path of a half-step immortal, where is not to practice with all their might! Even with such a fierce battle scene now, these three people didn't bother to pay attention to it, completely immersed in their own kendo cultivation, and sensing the deeper and sharper sword intent on these three people, Wang Qian nodded secretly.

Continuing to look at the battle on the Yuxu battlefield, Wang Qian began to feel more and more that these holy sons were hidden, and now they finally began to be exposed.

The first is the Taiyuan Holy Son, who killed a half-step immortal, and like Wang Gan, he showed terrifying strength in one fell swoop, shocking everyone.

Then Wang Qian found that a mysterious holy son broke out, it was the Taihao Holy Son of the Jade Void Immortal Court, this person was inconspicuous at the beginning, coming and going is a simple set of boxing techniques, defeating opponents one by one, to the present, now it seems to see Wang Gan, Taiyuan and other powerful people have made strong shots, and no longer keep it, I saw him roar, there is a dragon chant shocking, surrounded by golden dragon energy, incomparably majestic and vast momentum erupted from him, it seems to be a godless king, sent out his own anger, punched out, the void chaos, the fist passed, and the golden river roared and crushed, His opponent is also a half-step immortal monk, but the realm is not very profound, in Wang Gan's opinion, that is, he has just comprehended the immortal avenue and began to condense his own avenue core, even so, such a person is equivalent to the strength of six or seven divine kingdom golden immortal peaks, but as soon as the Taihao Holy Son broke out, where the vast golden river passed, it was shattered and crushed to the explosion, and his opponent's miserable howl stimulated the last potential, and a round of misty cold moon divine light bloomed, wanting to resist the endless golden river, but unfortunately in the end it fell short and was directly killed by the Taihao Holy Son。

Outside the battlefield, Wang Gan was shocked when he saw this scene, and he also saw that among the many immortal powers, there was one person whose face was instantly ugly! The one who was killed by the Taihao Holy Son was a genius Holy Son called the Leng Yue Clan among the hundred foreign clans, this ethnic group, with ancient bloodlines, was born with an incomparable talent for the way of Taiyin Yuehua, and his strength was not weak, but it was a pity that this Holy Son met the Taihao Holy Son and was killed directly.

"What kind of avenue is this, is it the way of the emperor, the avenue of the emperor?"

Wang Qian guessed in his heart that this Taihao Holy Son was too mysterious, just like the Taiyuan Holy Son, he didn't show his true strength at the beginning, but now as soon as it broke out, it immediately shocked the earth.

Wang Qian also had a certain guess about the avenue of the cultivation of the Taihao Holy Son, which seemed to be a kind of emperor supreme avenue, such a avenue was very mysterious, majestic and profound, just like the Son of Heaven of a country, with a heavenly constitution in his mouth, every move and style contained a majestic general trend, and it was absolutely powerful.

Wang Qian's guess is right, Taihao Holy Son is practicing a kind of mysterious avenue, and the legend is that it is a mysterious way left by the Jade Void Immortal Venerable, called the Supreme Dao of the Emperor, ruling a qiē, and cultivating the true dragon qi of the emperor himself, which can be described as unfathomable.

Killing the Holy Son of the Cold Moon Clan, Taihao Holy Son was expressionless and indifferent, as if he was not slaughtering a half-step immortal genius, but a chicken and duck, which shows how terrible this person's heart is.

Boom! A terrible loud bang diverted Wang Gan's attention from Taihao Holy Son, and he saw a bronze giant in a battlefield, thousands of feet high, with knotted muscles and flesh all over his body, exuding a luster like gold and iron, and was stretching out a huge palm and slamming it against a half-step immortal dressed in red.

Anyone who sees this giant must be shocked by his temperament, wild, brave, and arrogant aura even if it is separated by a jade void battlefield, it seems that people can sense it.

He covered it with this palm, and the entire space was suppressed, and an invisible force field enveloped the heavens and the earth, as if the heavens and the earth had collapsed, and Wan Jun was suppressed, and it was extremely majestic, Wang Qian clearly saw that on the edge of this person's palm, there were pitch-black cracks constantly flickering, and there were traces of electric light surrounding, which was a trembling force.

"Ah! Jiuyang Avenue, nine days together!"

A sharp howl shook again and again, and the opponent of the bronze giant finally burst out, the tragic evil aura was as ethereal as a cloud, even the blood-colored mist that the Jade Void Battlefield originally had, was fiercely forced back, bang, the blazing flame burned, and in the Jade Void Battlefield, nine huge light clusters suddenly appeared, each of which was burning with raging flames, this flame was not a simple flame, but a unique avenue power converged, with terrifying power, and the space was almost burned and melted.

"The strength of these two people is good, the Dao of Jiuyang, this is also a relatively powerful avenue, much more violent than the simple Fire Avenue, and the lethality is huge, this person should be the Holy Son of the Ancient Yan Clan, and the bronze giant, it is also a powerful mess, it is completely invincible in the flesh, suppressing Daqian, but this breath is very familiar, it should be the Holy Son of the Barbarians!"

Wang Qian secretly marveled in his heart, his eyes stared at the battlefield of these two people quietly, as for other places, he didn't bother to pay attention to them at all, the battle between these two people was the most intense.

The Holy Son of the Yan Clan, in Wang Gan's feelings, should be equivalent to the combined power of eight or nine Divine Kingdom Golden Immortals, which is not trivial, and the ordinary Divine Kingdom Golden Immortals, the Holy Son of the Holy Son, under his Nine Yang Dao, will not have the power to resist at all, I am afraid that he will be burned on the spot, the Yuan Shen will be turned into ashes, and the flesh will be nothing.

"However, although this Yan Clan Holy Son is powerful, in my feelings, that Barbarian Holy Son should be superior, his strength and body are too terrifying, and what he comprehends is the pure martial avenue, this avenue is specially used for fighting, and his strength is at least equivalent to ten Divine Kingdom Golden Immortals!"

Wang Gan observed this battle, while secretly calculating, in his opinion, this Yan Clan's Holy Son is very unlucky, when he meets this Barbarian Holy Son, it should be over, but if he encounters the Taihao Holy Son just now, he may completely change the situation, but in this Jade Void Ring Battle, the opponent is randomly selected, or he is controlled by the mysterious Jade Void Fu edict, and it also needs a little luck to say, otherwise, if he dies, he will die in vain.

With these thoughts in his heart, that is, in a moment's time, or no time at all, the battle between the Holy Son of the Barbarian Race and the Holy Son of the Yan Clan had reached the most critical moment.

"Haha, what Jiuyang Dao, in front of me is all tofu scum, all of them must be completely crushed!

The barbarian holy son laughed wildly, and the bronze-colored big hand fell from the sky, not dodging or dodging, and suppressed it towards the nine blazing suns, what is arrogance, what is power, at this moment, this barbarian holy son fully expressed this, even many immortal powers were shocked.

Whew, almost equivalent to the power of more than a dozen Divine Kingdom Golden Immortals, directly suppressed it, what a spectacular scene, the bronze palm was wrapped in a chaotic spatial turbulence, and it was covered by the nine suns in an instant.

The Heavenly Palm is the supreme means of this barbarian holy son, known as the one palm, which can cover and suppress a world, such an atmospheric name, it can be seen that this palm is extraordinary.

A terrifying sound sounded, as if to break the deepest string in everyone's hearts, and under everyone's eyes, the nine days came out together, and the nine huge suns became more and more blazing and crazy, but under this palm, one by one exploded, and in the snap of a finger, the nine huge suns, the blazing light clusters, turned into a rain of light in the sky, and gradually began to dissipate.

However, Wang Gan naturally knew that it was not the real light rain, at this moment he saw countless broken avenue laws, fragments of will, it can be said that under this blow, the way of the Nine Yang of the Holy Son of the Yan Clan was completely destroyed, it can be said that this palm has beaten this genius Holy Son, a powerful figure of a half-step immortal, back to its original form, and now the Holy Son of the Yan Clan may not even be able to retain the realm of the Golden Immortal of the Divine Kingdom, that palm is too terrifying, not only the power of the Great Dao he condensed, but also his Divine Kingdom has been severely damaged, almost completely collapsed and disintegrated.

Spurting blood in a big gulp, the blood spit out by the Holy Son of the Yan Clan was all red, as if it was a ball of flames, this was hurt to the source, too strict.

But this is not the end, the huge body of the barbarian holy son stepped out, and came to the Yan holy son, snorted coldly, and two cyan air currents sprayed out of the nostrils, which were extremely weird, and then another palm was slapped, a huge slap, and pressed it directly, the Yan holy son was already seriously injured, where was there room to fight back, and he was beaten into a ball of meat pie on the spot, drenched in blood, miserable.

"Haha, no one is my brute opponent, this time in the ring, the champion must be mine, whoever stands in my way, kill!"

The bronze giant barbarian looked up to the sky and roared loudly, and the rolling sound waves even came out from the Yuxu battlefield, a wild and arrogant breath shook the hearts of many holy sons, this brute is too powerful, the scene just now, many people's scalps are numb, that is the most powerful genius saint son of the Yan clan, even in the half-step immortal realm, it is also a leader, there are basically few opponents, who knows that the final result is to be slapped into a meatloaf by this brute work, the scene just now is indeed very shocking! As soon as you slap it down, it is a blood-red flesh mud, how can this not be shocking.

After the barbarian roared, a pair of huge and hideous eyes swept past from the position of many sect forces, many holy sons did not dare to look at him, it was too ferocious, and then as soon as he stretched out his hand to collect the reward for winning the battle, he walked out of the jade void battlefield and returned to the position of the barbarians, and sat down with a golden sword, many barbarian holy sons gathered around him, and they complimented him again and again, he didn't care, on his rough face, he was indifferent, like iron and stone, which made people daunting.

Wang Gan's eyes were like electricity, constantly checking on the battlefields, wanting to see what powerful characters were hidden, but he looked at it for a moment, and then he looked far away, and now these holy sons who participated in the battle, although they almost all have the realm of half-step immortals, but the comprehension in this realm is not too profound, they are all newcomers, as for powerful characters like Taihao Holy Son, Taiyuan Holy Son, and Barbarian Holy Son, there are no such powerful characters.

But thinking about it, Wang Gan also understands that in this ring battle, the people who can participate in it are all monks within 30,000 years, and this cultivation year is the first major limit, under normal circumstances, these 30,000 immortal years, to be able to practice to a half-step immortal, it is already beyond imagination, not to mention reaching the level of people like the Taiyuan Holy Son, there should not be many such demonic characters.

Thinking of this, Wang Qian felt refreshed, and a faint strong battle intent began to rise in his heart, wanting to fight fiercely with these demonic genius saints.

Only this kind of battle is what he desires the most, and in some of the previous battles, to be honest, he didn't fully exert his strength at all.

What Blood Demon Saint Son, Red Dragon Saint Son and the like, although it can be regarded as a half-step immortal realm, but the gap with him is still quite large, and he doesn't need to go all out to be able to send these people away.

But the next opponent is definitely different, Taihao Holy Son, the strength he showed just now is almost at the level of seven or eight Divine Kingdom Golden Immortals, that Taiyuan Holy Son, is even more unfathomable, at least there are ten Divine Kingdom Golden Immortals combined, this is still Wang Qian's bottom line It is difficult for Wang Qian to really judge him, as for the Barbarian Holy Son, this person is definitely a world-famous figure among the barbarians, and his physical cultivation has reached a terrible Cheng Dù, even Wang Gan feels that his physical body is still a little bit different from him, which is equivalent to ten or even more than ten Divine Kingdom Golden Immortal powers, and Wang Gan himself, he did not calculate carefully, but the power of reincarnation should be similar to these people when he exerts his full strength。

Soon, this round of battles is over, and the number of people who can participate in the battle has become even smaller, adding up to more than a dozen.

In each round of battle, there is almost half an hour in the middle for the Holy Son who participated in the battle to adjust, or to think about whether to give up the next battle, so after the battle, although the atmosphere became more and more tense, it remained calm on the whole.

At this time, many immortal powers also transmitted their thoughts to each other, constantly discussing the outcome of the ring battle.

"Mingyue Sword Venerable, you are really lucky, there is such a genius saint son, this junior called Wang Qian, I don't think he has fully exerted his strength so far, I look at the result of the battle, it is very likely that he will win the final victory!"

A god can face a little envy, but the face is very indifferent, there is a kind of indisputable atmosphere, this person is an ancestor of the wood tribe in the ancient hundred tribes, this race, most of the members of the plant elves, advocating peace, rarely have the heart to fight, even this ring battle, that is, a few junior saints were sent to participate, the victory and defeat are very light, this is the wood tribe, there are not so many requirements for the cultivation environment, just find a primeval forest, you can settle down, and there is not much conflict with many other races, the general battle is neutral, but not many people dare to provoke this race casually, you know, the wood tribe, The life span is long, except for a few races, the general race is difficult to compare with this race, plus they rarely fight, so they have accumulated for tens of millions of years, and there are many masters, maybe when an old antique will burst out, and it is not for nothing that the characters who have survived for more than 100 million years will burst out.

"Haha, Liu Yuan Ancestor said with a smile, although Wang Qian's strength is good, but when it comes to champions, there is still not much certainty, you look at the Taiyuan Holy Son, as well as the barbarian Qian, Taihao, each of these people is unfathomable, who can say that they have no means to hide, so, now to say who will become the champion, it's still a little early, a little early. ”

Mingyue Jianzun was happy in his heart, this time it was really right to let Wang Gan participate in this ring battle, not only did the Holy Son of the Taibai Sword Sect lose much, even this last point was very considerable, among so many forces present, he Taibai Sword Sect was also in the forefront! As for Wang Gan winning the championship, he was naturally looking forward to it, but he was very modest in his mouth.

"Hmph, my barbarian's barbarian is the best one in my clan's 100,000 years, this time the champion of the ring battle is bound to be won by my barbarian, as for that Wang Qianjunior, I'm afraid the end is worrying, once you meet a barbarian, life and death are hard to say!"

Manmeng laughed out loud, he knew best about the strength of the barbarians, that is, the monks who had just entered the realm of immortals, they could almost fight, although they could not win, but there was no problem in saving their lives, with such strength, he was naturally full of confidence in the barbarians.

"I'm still optimistic about the Holy Son of Taiyuan, this junior has been invincible all the way since he practiced, and this time he is the champion!"

"Taiyuan Immortal Venerable, tell me, what will be the result of the battle between these juniors this time?"

As he spoke, the immortal power of the clan suddenly opened his mouth and asked the Taiyuan Immortal Venerable.

This Immortal Venerable, the strength is unfathomable, and the years of saving zài are also the longest among many Immortal Venerables, it seems that when the Jade Void Immortal Venerable is still in the fairy world, he has already saved zài, what a period of time, it is trembling.

Such a character, even if the many immortal powers present are all rampant and domineering, they are the only ones, and they dare not underestimate Taiyuan Immortal Venerable.

Since the beginning of the battle, this Taiyuan Immortal Venerable has been slightly closed, as if he was in a fugue too empty, and when he heard someone asking, he opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and deep, but there was a vicissitudes of ancient aura, as if a gaze contained the vicissitudes of life, the birth and death of all worlds, and it was extremely terrifying.

"Hehe, these juniors are very good, it's too early to say who will become the champion, let's see, but it should be produced in the four juniors, Tai Hao, Tai Yuan, Wang Qian, as for who it is, it depends on their next table." ”

Taiyuan Immortal Venerable's eyes emitted a substantial blue light, swept over the positions of many holy sons, and said lightly.

Many great powers nodded, for Taiyuan Immortal Venerable's words, no one would doubt at all, how powerful his vision was, he said that there would be a champion among these four juniors, he must be like this, if there is no such eyesight, then it is not Taiyuan Immortal Venerable.