Ruby-like blood flowed out of his palm, and instead of falling, the blood floated up and flew into the air.

After seeing this scene, countless demon clans silently lowered their heads and cut their wrists.

Thin blood-colored lines flew into the air.

These bloods converged together, broke through the blockade of space, and came to the ring, merging with Kunpeng's blood.

"Ten Thousand Demon Fire--Refining!"

Kunpeng formed a series of tricks in his hand, and black flames rose, enveloping the ball of blood and beginning to refine it little by little.

Minutes and seconds passed.

The black flame also began to change little by little, and finally turned into an almost transparent white.

And in the flames, a ball of blood emitting a colorful luster condensed and formed.

Kunpeng stretched out his hand, put away the ball of blood, and then threw Jiang Wenming into the ball of blood in full view of everyone.

After doing all this, he was going to leave with Jiang Wenming's body.

"Fellow Daoists, please stay!"

Five emperors appeared outside the ring at the same time, blocking his way.

"Get out of the way!"

Kunpeng looked at the five people expressionlessly, and his tone was full of coldness.

"Fellow Daoist, if you want to leave, we will not stop you, but you can't take the Chosen One with you."

Emperor Ziwei was the first to speak.

"He is the heir of the Demon Emperor of my clan, if I don't take it away, will I leave it to you?"

When Kunpeng said this, he couldn't help but show a trace of killing intent on his body.

He didn't have a good impression of this group of immortals who occupied the magpie's nest, if it weren't for the advice of the saint, he wouldn't have fought privately, and he would have shot out with his temper.

"He is the person chosen by the saints, the saints have words, no one can force interference, Taoist friends have crossed the line!"

Emperor Ziwei did not give an inch.

"Saints? That's your saint, not the saint of my demon clan, I only recognize the demon emperor! ”

Kunpeng sneered.

Saint, heh!

When their demon clan was almost wiped out, why didn't they see a saint stand up?

He remembered clearly that their demon emperor Jun begged the other party to save the Eastern Emperor Tai in Nuwa Palace.

A generation of demon emperors, even in the face of the powerhouses of the entire era, has never bowed their heads.

But he knelt for the saint for a day in Nuwa Palace, begging her to save her brother.

But the result is that the demon clan is exhausted!

From that moment on, there were no more saints in their demon clan!

They no longer pin their hopes on others, they only rely on themselves!

If it was the two demon emperors who were sanctified in the first place, all history would have been rewritten.

Unfortunately not!

Donghuang Taiyi fought to death from exhaustion, and Emperor Jun wanted to resurrect him, but fell into madness, unintentionally led the demon clan, and finally died at the hands of the god of war.

The demon clan went into decline and became an outcast of the Heavenly Dao, replaced by the new Heavenly Court.

The Wu clan also suffered heavy losses because of that war, ten of the twelve ancestors were killed in the battle, and the Gonggong was expelled to suppress the Eye of the North Sea.

The human race raised by the demon clan took advantage of the situation to rise, defeated the remnants of the Wu clan led by Chi You, and became the darling of the new era between heaven and earth.

After the demon clan lost its leader, it became divided, and none of those big demon kings obeyed anyone, and the last one split out to fight separately.

Disheartened, Kunpeng returned to Beihai to retreat and practice with the fragments of the Eastern Emperor Bell and the remnants of the demon clan's luck.

It wasn't until Dijun was resurrected by those saints that he felt the growth of the demon clan's luck and woke up from the retreat.

On that day, Emperor Jun found him, took some of the fragments of the Eastern Emperor Bell, leaving only one, and told him that if one day the fragments of the Eastern Emperor Bell reacted, he would be born and become the protector of 'him'.

After that, he never saw Dijun again, and later inquired from others and found out that all of them had gone to a place called Extraterritorial.

That's it, I don't know how long it took......

The people who had gone to other places came back, but it was different from when they went, and these people who came back were all embarrassed, and some even had only a wisp of remnant soul left.

When these men returned, they brought back a ring.

The name says: Mythical Arena!

In the Mythical Arena, all the living beings in the entire world are recorded, including those who have passed away.

Every year, countless race powerhouses take to the ring, and the winner can be rewarded in the ring.

These rewards may be luck, exercises, divinity, or divine power!

It is the product of combining the knowledge and experience of all the races of a world, and there are endless benefits to be gained by participating and winning.

The stronger the opponent, the more benefits you will gain from victory.

And the winner, will be protected by the saints, no one is allowed to shoot against them privately, and all problems must be solved in the ring.

Countless weak races flock to it because it is their chance to change their lives against the sky.

Once you win, you can lead the race to glory, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a dragon gate to the sky in one step.

The battle became more and more intense.

Gradually, casualties began to appear, and those strong who died would be absorbed by the ring, and the rewards for the winners became more and more generous.

Because of the death, the hatred between the various ethnic groups became stronger and stronger, and finally they became immortal.

I don't know when it began, some familiar races disappeared, while the surviving ones became stronger and stronger.

They have succeeded in changing their lives against the sky and become the powerhouses they imagined.

But the story doesn't end here, an expedition to the outside world begins, and they realize that outside this world, they have been fighting all along.

These people are just reserve troops that the saints have quickly cultivated in the way of raising Gu.

All the saints are in the extraterritorial battlefield, and they can't get out of it.

Because those who are too weak will be sent to death if they go, so they can only use this method to absorb the nutrients of other ethnic groups to make the strong stronger.

Their purpose was achieved!

At the beginning, many powerful races did appear, and they also went outside the territory according to the agreement.

The battle lasted for an unknown amount of time, with countless strong people falling and countless powerful races withering.

There are even some that don't even have the chance of reincarnation.

Some people are starting to retreat, they don't want to die, they don't want to die in this hopeless war.

The morale of the army began to waver, and one after another people became deserters.

They hide in small worlds, no longer come out, no longer participate in battles.

Because there were so many of them, even a saint could not force them to order.

There was no way, after many discussions, those saints joined forces to create the Gate of Creation.

All living beings involved in the battle will leave their mark inside the Gate of Creation, like a save point.

Even if they are really dead, they will be reawakened with the help of others.

In this way, the morale was re-raised, and countless race powerhouses had no worries, and the battle was going well.

They fought all the way and drove those extraterritorial demons out of the world.

In the process of this expulsion, five heavenly gates were left, each of which had five coordinates.

These coordinates are called the 'Key to Creation'!