In the wasteland region to which Emerald City belongs, when countless cultivators received a summons from the battle list, Zhu Jiu was promoted to the name of Orange Cloud.

He himself was thousands of miles away, in a valley, fighting evil creatures, and the flames of war were boiling and burning the sky for several hours.

'Boom!'

On the earth, the golden battle light swirled, and the golden giant was incomparably fierce, like a god of war, and his fist jumped out round after round of golden sun, shining on the mountains and rivers of the ten directions, and shattering one opponent after another.

But the battle was incomparably fierce, evil creatures were endless, and the giant's eternal and brilliant protective golden glow seemed to be dimmed.

The opponent is a famous evil creature in the Yin and Yang world, shaped like a human, but with high jaw bones, making the head like a lizard, and the bone spurs are terrifying, which is extremely terrifying.

This evil creature, nearly two meters tall, has dead gray skin, colorful markings around the body, dazzling and eye-catching, hands and feet are sharp like hooks, armpits have flying wings, and natural growth lines on it, once the flying wings are stretched, they can turn into sharp blades and cut everything.

This species, among the evil creatures, is called the Flying Wing Clan, and at this time, there are countless Flying Wing Clans within a few miles around, all of them are sacrificing their lives to attack Zhu Jiu and the demon corpse under his seat.

The roar of battle on the battlefield, the screams of death, one after another, piercing.

A hundred meters away, in the other direction, there was a river of blood hanging in the sky, the water was rushing, the ferocity was monstrous, and several flying wings were swept away by the river of blood, their bodies instantly collapsed, and their flesh and blood were shattered.

The long river flowed, the blood was dizzy, and it quickly swept through the next opponent without a moment's pause.

The condensed figure of the setting sun loomed from the void, and when it moved, it showed the hegemonic skeleton body, and in the bright green, the blue light of the soul flame was intertwined, dazzling.

There is also a direction, spinning a Yin Qi boundless. A hellish and terrifying country.

Yin Qi evolved into a sea, surging, the central position, hanging the palace of the king's court, white bones like a mountain.

Above the palace of the king, a round of Yin Qi Demon Moon was formed, blooming with a stream of light, carrying the power of refining and destroying countless evil creatures that fought against it.

A few minutes ago, Zhu Jiu used the ghost country town to kill the leader of this race. A supreme evil creature was able to advance to the name of Orange Cloud, and at this time, it was a tragic counterattack after facing this evil species and losing its leader.

Zhu Jiu was standing under the ghost country, like a heavy mountain, but there were blood stains at the corners of his mouth, and not far from his feet, there was a crack in his body. The corpse of the Flying Wing Clan with black scales on its head, although it is dead, its momentum is radiating, and its power is still not falling. That is, the leader of this race.

On the other side of the ghost country, the baby cries to split the sky, and this sound forms a kind of secret power, and some evil creatures hear it. The body showed signs of shattering, and then screamed and died.

It was the Nine Babies who sent out sound waves to form an attack. Four heads and eight eyes, bathing in water and fire, burning and submerging everything, raging vertically and horizontally.

It is about to advance, so it was placed in the most secret place of the evil race by Zhu Jiu, tempered with battle blood, and the nine babies were scarred everywhere at this time, revealing white bones, which was terrifying.

'Bang!'

A powerful Flying Wing Clan, Winged Blade, once again cut a wound on Jiu Ying's body.

The Nine Babies were furious, and two of the heads retracted with lightning and hissed! The winged clan's body cracked through it, blood splattered, and both halves of the body were devoured.

The other two heads of the Nine Babies suddenly spoke, and a wave of fire raged, and the earth was incinerated, turning into magma and rolling, killing dozens of evil creatures in one fell swoop.

Zhu Jiu stood under the ghost kingdom and did not make a move, but his eyes looked at the audience, and he suddenly raised his foot and kicked out, and the corpse of the leader of the Flying Wing Clan next to him flew up, like lightning, and fell towards the place where the nine babies were, and was screamed by it, and the four heads came out together, tearing and swallowing into the abdomen.

Seeing this scene, many Flying Wing Clans seemed to be crazy, and their attacks became more and more fierce.

At this time, in the ghost country, the thick and ancient gate of the Yin Si appeared to buzz, slowly opened, and the black gas was like ink, permeating behind the door, cold and deep, and the eyes could not penetrate.

In the next moment, the darkness behind the door suddenly boiled, and suddenly the darkness parted, and out of it stepped a soldier with a strong cold air, black armor, like an ink crystal covering his body, his face and hands and feet were surrounded by mist, his body was tall, and he held a long halberd.

This is an elite-level Yin Si ghost soldier, summoned by Zhu Jiu's fifth-order Yin Classic Technique.

This Yin soldier strode out, stepping on the cold and secluded, opening his mouth and spitting, the yin fog surging, and it was covered by a hundred meters.

The Yin soldiers were in the fog and flow, like a fish in water, holding a halberd in their hands, and a blow was drawn out, and there was no injury on the appearance of the Flying Wing Clan, but the soul had been cut off, and died silently, which was extremely weird.

The black curtain behind the gate of Yin Si continued to flip, and Yin soldiers appeared one after another, all of them were exactly the same, tall and tall, and their bodies were surrounded by fog, and in the end, a total of four Yin soldiers appeared, all of whom had fifth-order combat power, which was the limit of the Yin Classics technique at this stage.

These four Yin soldiers cooperated with each other, advancing and retreating in two, forming a small battle formation, like a meat grinding machine, advancing left and right.

On the entire battlefield, mana arrows and feathers can be seen from time to time, elusive, like flames and meteors, unstoppable, piercing everything.

It was a knight with an incomparably light body, standing alone on a high ground outside the battlefield, with arrows flying like flying, and performing point kills, sharp and peerless, and shining.

Suddenly, several demon corpses that were fighting fiercely disappeared at the same time, and they were instantly retracted by Zhu Jiu.

In the next moment, beside Zhu Jiu, these guys appeared together again, forming a torrent, the tide was surging, and the magic energy was brilliant, breaking away all obstacles, tearing apart the evil wing clan block, and moving forward vertically and horizontally, to leave here.

After the tea cup time, Zhu Jiu and several demon corpses broke through the siege in blood.

At this time, in the void, a Qingpeng soared into the air, the sword rain was intertwined, Zhu Jiu put away the demon corpse and the ghost country, jumped up, landed on Peng's back, and sprinkled away.

In the previous battle, despite the hardships, Qingpeng never participated in the war, which was one of the hole cards reserved by Zhu Jiu in advance to deal with emergencies.

At this time, when he was about to leave, Qingpeng swayed out, spitting out a round of colored light divine wheel, swirling, melting the void as soft as water, plunging into the spatial barrier, the trace disappeared, and then appeared thousands of feet away, disillusioned, and disappeared again.

In this extremely tragic battlefield, Xun was left behind, there were countless corpses in place, and there were undead evil creatures screaming in unison, and the evil spirit was soaring, but Zhu Jiu's figure was gone.

When the sky was completely dark, Zhu Jiu appeared outside the Emerald City, standing on Qingpeng's back, the stars in his body were bright and bright, and the sound was faint, all the way back from his back, he was always running mana to stabilize the injuries in his body.

Outside the Emerald City, recovering Qingpeng, you can still see many cultivators looking at the names of the newly promoted orange on the suspended battle list, and talking about it.

Zhu Jiu glanced at his name, and it was already surrounded by flames, turning into an orange cloud floating, smart and illusory, surrounded by Taoist rhyme.

"Look, he's back, his breath boiling, like he's just been through a big battle. ”

"I don't know if I killed that kind of evil creature of the royal family, the name on the battle list can fade red and turn orange, and the speed of promotion is unimaginable!"

When everyone found Zhu Jiu, there was a slight agitation, and it seemed to him that the cultivators who had been promoted to the name of Orange Cloud on the seventh day and had fought in the Yin and Yang Realm all knew how difficult it was.

While the others were looking at him from afar, Zhu Jiu's figure had escaped into the Emerald City and quickly disappeared.

The Emerald City is a huge mountain inside and outside, and countless buildings have been excavated, which is extraordinarily special.

Zhu Jiu walked into the inside of the mountain, there was a round of flame real machine, Shuohua condensed mana sun, hanging above the vast area of the mountainside space, such as the real sun and moon, alternate changes, sowing light and heat, quite wonderful.

Walking in the turquoise and deep mountain inner city, but in a moment, he came to a spacious practice room in the form of a cave, which was Zhu Jiu's foothold in the Emerald City.

Open the Chaos Gate and go straight to your own cave.

Zhu Jiu came to the edge of the Qi Spirit Pool, the surface of the pool was faintly haloed, and the golden lotus swayed, swaying lightly with the fluctuation of the Qi Spirit Water, rippling endlessly, as if telling a kind of wordless joy.

With the four characters of 'Tianxia Cave', it is transformed into a crystal tablet at the core of the cave, emitting the light of vitality, and the golden tree that hangs in the air to absorb the vitality of the ten directions, and the large array in the cave swallows each other's vitality, circulating perfectly, promoting the expansion and change of the cave house day and night.

In the next two days, Zhu Jiu did not go out, and adjusted his cultivation in the cave mansion.

On this day, Zhu Jiu was under the crystal tablet, closing his eyes and meditating on his figure, converging the light around him, stopping the practice of swallowing the long river of vitality, opening his eyes, and a dark yellow battle flag appeared beside him, his figure faded, disappeared from the cave, and appeared on the ancient battle platform in the sky.

The ancient platform is quiet and uninhabited, the central battle flag hunting, the fog is misty, the heaven and earth are intertwined, and the battle image is gradually clear, presented on the stage.

Zhu Jiu touched the eternal battle statues accumulated in the battle flag, and watched the pictures of countless supernatural powerhouses who once fought on the battle platform.

The Dao pattern in his eyes loomed, and his body was bathed in Xuanhuang, what appeared in the battle image at this time was the last time he watched it, which shocked Zhu Jiuda, the shocking battle between the chaos giant and the multi-armed multi-headed alien powerhouse, which contained the Dao Divine Technique.

Zhu Jiu watched with great attention, almost obsessed, drawing the essence of battle from it, he wanted to try to learn the fist containing the power of the primordial power, the technique of killing all the chaos giants, refining the essence that did not conflict with his own body, and merging with his own Dao.

Ten breaths of time passed, wow! Zhu Jiu actually opened his mouth to vomit blood, not only did he fail to absorb the Dao technique contained in the battle screen, but he was also counterattacked.

In the dark, there seems to be a secret force that prevents anyone from figuring out the supernatural powers in the image.

Zhu Jiu is not discouraged, this level of Taoism, naturally it is impossible to see it at a glance, and it takes years of comprehension before it can be gained.

He adjusted slightly, still with blazing eyes, and continued to look at it.

The days of residency in the Emerald City passed in the cultivation and training.

Half a moon later, at dusk, Zhu Jiu returned from the outside killing, and Shenxi Nu and Golden Pupil Sword Monarch visited.

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