There are more and more cultivators, and there are more and more conflicts, and every day, hundreds or thousands of people from both the human and demon races die and fight endlessly.

But generally speaking, this kind of battle is only between low-level cultivators, and it is almost impossible for cultivators above the seventh level of Tongxuan to fall, because the strong people above the seventh level of Tongxuan are relatively restrained, for them, the current battle is completely meaningless, and only entering the primordial secret realm is the most important thing.

On this day, fifteen figures in the void confronted each other, the seven kings of the demon race, and the eight kings of the human race, their arrogance was monstrous, and the huge luck of the races behind them confronted each other.

Whether it is the human race or the demon race, it is not without the young generation of strong people who are comparable to the king, but at this time, they are not qualified to join the confrontation, because this confrontation is no longer the confrontation of their cultivation, but the confrontation of the luck of the human race and the demon race, only the strong man of the king can do it.

Whether it is the human race or the demon race, it is an incredible behemoth, strong and boundless, and the strength of the gathered luck is that the saints should be careful, and now the confrontation with luck represents the collision of the general trend of the race.

At this time, cultivation is no longer important, luck is the most important thing, maybe Chu Yuntian and the others are not weaker than Ji Changkong and them, and their own luck is also as vast as the sea, unfathomable, they can be called a strong man who is not weaker than the king, but they still can't join this confrontation.

The reason, of course, is that they can't attract the luck of the human race!

They are not the characters of the king, so the luck of the human race is not recognized, although they are also considered to be monstrous, but they are only related to the luck of the human race but cannot be triggered.

Feng Wang Qianghe, it's not just talking, otherwise, the previous generations of Feng Wang and strong people would not have that status, they can always attract the luck of the human race, and anyone who wants to deal with it will be affected by the luck of the whole human race, and this kind of backlash is that the ancestors are not comfortable.

Throughout the ages, there are only a few hundred people who are strong and strong in the human race, and many of them seem to be accumulated over endless years, as long as they don't fall halfway, once they grow up, each of them is the heritage of the human race, which is really incredible.

Boom, boom, boom......

The vast coercion descended in all directions, and in a trance, it seemed that a long river of humane civilization descended from the sky to suppress the demon clan, and the demon clan was not to be outdone, and a behemoth greeted it with teeth and claws.

This is the confrontation between the luck of the two races, ordinary people can be heartbroken at a glance, carrying the beliefs of the two races, how can mortals look directly, that is, many cultivators also feel as if they are facing the vast heavenly might, unfathomable.

This is also because the cultivation of both sides is not enough, and the luck that can be pulled is not strong, if one day it can completely pull all the luck to come, the saints must retreat.

There are eight people in the human race, but there are only seven people in the demon race, and it is obvious that the demon race is lagging behind.

Behind the demon clan powerhouse, there is an ancient ancestor phantom emerging, each head represents a former saint, that is the blessing of the saint's luck, they have either obtained the inheritance of the saint, or they are the descendants of the saint, at this time the huge figure of the seven realms is towering, it is really terrifying.

The human race is different, what appears behind them is not the phantom of the saint but the phantom of the altar, a huge altar looms behind the king of the great sun and the other seven people, the sound of sacrifice sounds, and the entire heaven and earth are shrouded.

However, compared to them, the phantom behind Ji Changkong is the most amazing, I don't know how huge the altar phantom is about to collapse the entire heaven and earth, whether it is the human race or the demon clan, they all change color when they see this scene, the ancient ancient altar, that is the holy soldier of the human race town clan, and the strong man who is crowned king on it is naturally not trivial.

With the luck of the altar traction, coupled with the incredible luck of Ji Changkong himself, and the blessing of the Holy Bone Saint's luck, the luck behind him at this time is simply the same as a long river, and the rolling long river is surging, and one person can be worth two people.

In other words, the demon clan is seven against nine people of the human race, no, the king of Tianpeng is injured, and half of it has to be subtracted, that is to say, six and a half demon clans against nine human race powerhouses, this gap is big, so even if the demon clan is as strong as the demon clan is also crumbling at this time.

Damn it!

There are strong people of the demon clan roaring, but they can't do anything, among the younger generation, there are too few people who can help them!

And compared to the anger of the demon race, unwilling, the human race is excited to the extreme, it has been suppressed before, this is an extremely aggrieved feeling for any human race, and now the human race has the upper hand, and the demon race with bad luck is out of breath, so it's no wonder that they are unhappy.

Shout!

However, at the moment when the demon clan was crumbling and almost collapsed, a ray of light rushed out of the void to join the battlefield, and in an instant, the luck of the demon clan skyrocketed, rising steadily, and it was on par with the human race in the blink of an eye, but just when many demon clans expected to overwhelm the human race in one fell swoop, the skyrocketing momentum suddenly stopped, just on a level with the human race.

Although it is a pity for many demon clan powerhouses to fail to subdue the human race in one fell swoop, it is enough not to fall behind at this time, who makes the human race king more.

Is that really the case, Ji Changkong sighed.

The king pulled luck to fight against him, so he naturally couldn't help but participate, but he had already thought of this result, the human race seemed to have the upper hand on the surface, but the demon emperor was here.

Xue Qianhiro, who has the holy soldiers of the Zhen clan in hand, can at least mobilize the luck of the demon clan, if she goes all out, it is estimated that few people present will survive, of course, it is impossible for her to do this, and it is impossible for the demon clan to be defeated, so her choice is very simple.

The strength is evenly matched, no one can help anyone, this is the best choice, and sure enough, when the demon clan is invincible, she will take action.

It seems that this battle is over here, Ji Changkong sighed in his heart.

In fact, this battle was not what he wanted, for him, it was better to have this spare time to comprehend the chain of star dao marks, or refine the countless dao patterns in his body to enhance the power of his body, but unfortunately, as the king of the human race, he couldn't help but be pushed by the luck of the human race at the beginning of the battle.

Now that he can end like this, it seems good to him, because he has never been able to distinguish who is the enemy and who is the friend, perhaps, the only enemy for him is the force that kidnapped Xiao Xue and killed all the cultivators of the True Dragon God City, but now the only thing he knows is that the strength is not in the ancient realm.

The strength is still too weak, so he has no choice, even if he wants to cross the border, he doesn't have that kind of strength, so he has been enduring it.

But soon, he realized that it didn't seem to be needed.

"Which one is Ji Changkong, roll over to me!"

At the moment when his mind was turning and he was about to retreat slowly, an arrogant cry suddenly came from a distance, and to everyone's ears, it was like a high king reprimanding disobedient retainers, arrogant to the extreme.

Rumble!

As soon as he heard this, Ji Changkong's body was full of breath, and the terrifying power shook the void, and countless undetectable cracks appeared around the void, and many cultivators were shocked when they saw this scene, what a terrifying combat power this is, I am afraid that it has approached a certain limit, and it really deserves to be the eighth king.

"Who dares to make a big noise, get out of here," Ji Changkong roared angrily and looked into the distance, not only him, but many cultivators were also looking into the distance.

The person who came was too arrogant, it was unreasonable, what kind of strength Ji Changkong was now, that was the eighth king of the human race, his status was noble, no matter what he did in private, but on the surface, no one could insult him like this, because he not only represented himself, but also represented the dignity of the human race.

Especially in this big war, this person is simply arrogant and domineering in doing so.

"The lowly ants of the small world, why, you still want to resist and can't resist," the figure in the distance descended quickly, there were as many as a thousand people, golden armor, golden weapons, like the stars holding the moon, guarding a young cultivator to this speed, arrogant, unstoppable.

It's so strong, sensing this breath, countless people are shocked, and the golden armor monks who stepped forward, each of them is a cultivator at the peak of Tongxuan, and his polemic power is definitely not weaker than a half-step giant.

What a huge force this is, and it is unbelievable that many immortal forces are all moved.

Others didn't know him, but Ji Changkong confirmed it, and when he saw this seemingly familiar scene, his fists began to clench, and a tyrannical aura began to spread.

Such a blood feud, not to share the sky!