An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing

"Human race, Zhang Ke!"

Although Zhang Ke was surprised for a long time when he saw this pair of master and servant.

The key is that this scene really does not look like something that should appear on a fierce battlefield. Instead, it should appear in a zoo or in front of a Taoist temple, surrounded by a group of gorgeous girls, taking photos and making faces, and then people and bears. They all looked resistant.

This is the reasonable way for Qingfeng Xiaodao to unfold.

He even felt that this was the target of the game. Otherwise, if there were so many opponents who didn't choose, why would there be a little Taoist boy who hadn't lost his baby fat yet?

But firstly, he had no evidence, and secondly, there were certainly no parallel importers who could participate in this activity.

Not to mention that this little Taoist priest came from Kunlun Mountain.

Kunlun Mountain has been known as the Taoist ancestral court since ancient times, and it also carries a lot of weight in the mythology of Kyushu.

Although this Kunlun Mountain may not be that Kunlun Mountain, the person who can be called this name must have some real ability, otherwise the mountain gate would have been trampled down long ago.

But after hearing Zhang Ke's reply, the little Taoist priest frowned:

"You are so friendly and disrespectful. I told you about my family, but you made up nonsense to fool me. If you are not a human being, how could you be some kind of spirit?"

"Don't look at me like this. It's just that I greedily ate senior sister's beauty elixir and my body shape was fixed. Master said that only by reshaping my true nature after becoming an immortal can I break through the restrictions."

"Don't think I'm fooling you just because I'm young. I'm ten years old this year!"

He looked at the Taoist Priest with his chubby little fists and his face flushed, and the little panda who sat down with his teeth bared and threatening Zhang Ke.

Zhang Ke shook his head: "I'm not trying to fool you. In fact, I don't have a teacher, and most of the methods I learned were taught by my elders in the family, so they are a bit messy."

Listening to Zhang Ke's reply, Qingfeng lowered his head and looked at the jade pendant around his neck, looking at the ordinary appearance of this magical weapon that could detect lies.

A look of apology flashed across Qingfeng's face.

He didn't expect it to be such a reason.

Because before setting off, the master and his uncle repeatedly told many brothers and sisters that he should be cautious and be more considerate in his dealings with others.

Although his aptitude is also a good young man who has not been born in Kunlun Mountain for hundreds of years, and his strength and moral character are on par with the ancestors, but after all, he is young and lacks the experience of the world of the mountains, so he is not as cunning as others.

Not to mention this kind of grand gathering that brings together the young generation of geniuses from Kyushu.

There were too many instructions, and he subconsciously felt that most of the people who could come to this event were elite disciples of various orthodox traditions. The truth was not much different. During the exchange banquet in the previous three days, he had inquired and knew most of the things. With their own inheritance, there are not many casual cultivators, but compared to the huge number of inheritance disciples, they are too few.

Unexpectedly, the first person he encountered was a small number of casual cultivators.

Those good-looking senior sisters explained before that casual cultivators do not cultivate life, but specialize in various heretical techniques.

In this case, I should make good use of the preparations before the battle begins!

Because most of the practitioners in Kyushu are disciples of Taoism and Buddhism, although the event rules restrict their use of magic to invite gods, they are also given corresponding compensation, that is, they have five minutes of preparation time before the battle begins. It is used to arrange altars, change terrain, and other methods that take time to deploy.

Therefore, it is not that Zhang Ke wants to chatter here with the Qingfeng Taoist Priest, but it is actually restricted by the rules.

Among the many magical powers he has learned, except for the time required to read the spells to occupy the mountains and rivers, most of the other spells are instantaneous, so Zhang Ke can only talk while standing still and watching the breeze trail grow in the distance. He set up an altar a few hundred meters away.

Then, I saw Qingfeng pulling out a cloth bag from under the Taoist robe, untying the knot and shaking it, and suddenly the treasure radiated!

From Kaifeng's sword to Sanqing Bell, Peach Talisman and many other magic weapons, they jingled all over the floor. In the next moment, they pinched their fingers and kneaded the magic tools, and the magic weapons stacked up like a hill suddenly flew up, inserted, or placed. , fell around the altar.

This is not an exaggeration.

As the most beloved junior disciple in the sect, he could be fed by his elders without even opening his mouth. Not to mention that he was selected to represent Kunlun Mountain to participate in such a grand event, so he naturally had to be prepared!

As for the wealth being kept under the watchful eye of Wang Lingguan, who would dare to seize the treasure in person?

That is to say, for some reason, the use of magic weapons was suddenly stopped during this event.

Although it was just an unspoken rule, he would never have the opportunity to bring seven or eight magic weapons to show off his prestige like his brothers and sisters had done in the past.

This is good, everyone has no magic weapon, and we can avoid the chaos of gods and demons in the past. Maybe we can go a few more rounds, get a good ranking, and go back to make the masters and uncles happy!

After getting ready, Qingfeng, who held a meteorite sword in his left hand and several Five Thunder Talismans in his right hand, glanced hesitantly to the opposite side.

This casual cultivator doesn't look like he's proficient in physical combat, and he doesn't open a forum to do it.

Is it too much to prepare so much for yourself?

It is not easy for someone to participate in a grand event. If he is beaten too badly, he will lose the selection. But this is the first round. Even if he wants to give up, he has to ensure victory. If he loses, he does not lack magic weapons. It’s about inheritance, but it’s not easy to explain to the masters when I go back.

Qingfeng shuddered subconsciously as she thought about the master's long iron ruler.

Let's fire a round of Thunder Fire Flying Swords later. If he really can't handle it, we'll have to act on his own initiative.

While Qingfeng's mind was filled with complicated thoughts, the five minutes of preparation time left for them to open the forum had quietly passed by.

Just as Qingfeng was mumbling words, he was about to use the Five Thunder Talisman to bless the nodes of the flying sword.

The next moment, under Qingfeng's guarded gaze, the belt entangled around the waist of the casual cultivator suddenly turned into a red-gold rope, and in the blink of an eye it broke free and flew towards his direction.

Qingfeng had no time to release the flying sword blessed with thunder in his hand, so he could only hold the flying sword wrapped in thunder and fire and stab it straight towards the rope.

"clang!"

It was accompanied by a sound that sounded like gold and iron clashing.

A huge force came, and Qingfeng's left arm was lifted up high. All kinds of feelings of soreness, numbness, swelling and pain suddenly came to his mind, and the flying sword wrapped with thunder and fire was also bounced so that it could not fly. Where have you been?

Immediately afterwards, he felt a cold binding feeling wrap around his feet quickly.

A "plop" sound!

Qingfeng fell down.

Qingfeng, who was tied like a caterpillar, lay on the ground, looked at the rope tied to his body, and then raised his head to look at Zhang Ke, who was slowly walking towards this side.

A pool of tears suddenly accumulated in his eyes.

Those good-looking senior sisters are all big liars!

It was said that the casual cultivator was poor and had nothing except the fundamental Dharma he practiced, so how could he casually take out a high-quality Dharma weapon?

The masters and uncles are also very experienced in lying and deceiving children. They agreed that there will be no magic weapon for this grand event, so what is the one holding him captive now?

"Little Taoist Priest, give up and save yourself more torture!"

Stepping up to Qingfeng, Zhang Ke stretched out his hand and pinched the plump face. The elastic feel made him couldn't help but pinch it again. He neglected to hug his thigh, opened his mouth to chew wildly but had a look of toothache on his face. Little bear, he said with a smile.

After all, he is only a ten-year-old child, and Zhang Ke's many lessons are too cruel to apply to him. This bundle of fairy rope is already one of the few gentle things he has.

But unexpectedly, the little Taoist priest still had a bit of a temper. His eyes just stared at Zhang Ke's hand pinching his cheek without saying a word.

Seeing this, Zhang Ke could only smile and retract his palm.

There's nothing I can do about it. It feels like a loss if I don't pinch it twice after seeing this plump, white and tender face.

As for Qingfeng's lack of cooperation, it doesn't matter.

Activity rules: When one party loses the ability to move for more than one minute, it will be automatically judged as a loser and sent out of the battlefield area back to the viewing area.

It was just a matter of waiting a little longer, and he was not in a hurry.

After a short wait, a ray of light fell from the sky and enveloped Qingfeng, but the scene of being teleported away as he imagined did not happen. Seeing this, Zhang Ke laughed sarcastically, stretched out his hand to recall the immortal rope, and the next moment, Qingfeng trail He was also led away by the light, and transformed into a stream of light and flew to the outskirts of Shiwan Mountain.

[You have defeated your opponent and qualified for the next round. Your current ranking is (452). When all battles are over, you will be assigned an opponent for the next round. 】

Zhang Ke stood there, checking the information that appeared on his retina.

It seems there is something that could end faster than myself.

It’s not surprising, after all, Qingfeng Xiaodao arrived a little too late, plus the time to prepare and wait. Although Zhang Ke ended the battle very quickly, it was normal for him to lag behind others.

However, there was no interval between the two battles, and there was no place dedicated to resting and recovering.

Such rules are very stressful for people participating in the event. Between easily solving the battle and having a hard fight, there will be a huge gap in the status of both parties. And if they participate in the next round non-stop, the chances of winning will be It must have been infinitely lowered.

But it has nothing to do with him.

Although Zhang Ke is not connected to the mountains and rivers here, with the skill [Kyushu], he doesn't need to worry about his status. What's more, he doesn't waste much energy. As for why others care so much?

Time passes little by little.

Half an hour later, the first round of fighting was over, and a new prompt message was refreshed in front of Zhang Ke's eyes.

[The current round of battles has ended. There are 572 remaining contestants. The losers have been sent out of the competition area. We are selecting your opponents for the next round. There are still two rounds before the end of the audition. Please follow the instructions and go to the next one. The battlefield area is ready for battle. 】

When Zhang Ketengyun followed the game's guidance to the next battlefield, many places in the Hundred Thousand Mountains began to tremble, and earth energy radiated from the depths of the earth, restoring the mess on the ground to its previous intact state.

"Rogue cultivator? It doesn't matter. Under the Guandi Temple, Ruan Linglong is here to learn some great tricks!"

After the preparations that were not worth mentioning, as the barrier formed by the rules dissipated, a young girl wearing silver bright light armor and holding a Zhang Guan Dao walked towards Zhang with mysterious steps, condensing ten steps into one step. Ke quickly approached.

But before she could get close to Zhang Ke.

The next moment, the river on one side suddenly roared.

The river surged and swelled for no reason. In just a few blinks of an eye, it broke free from the constraints of the river and turned into huge waves, crashing towards the girl.

The water was turbulent, and under the roar, Ruan Linglong could only give up on Zhang Ke's body for the time being, and turned around to deal with the surging wave.

I saw the white light flashing from the long knife blade in Ruan Linglong's hand, and in a trance, the strong figure wearing a green robe with a side like a red date seemed to blend into it.

The blades fell together, and the wave was split into two, turning into powerless water splashes scattered in all directions.

But before she could take a breath, waves of huge waves swarmed towards her in the river.

Seeing this, she gritted her teeth, glanced at Zhang Ke, and could only focus on the present.

Guanmiao is the orthodoxy of Guan Sheng Emperor.

Originally, the emperor compiled the sword skills he learned when he was still alive and used them for self-defense in the temple. However, when Guan Sheng became the emperor, this set of common sword skills also ascended to heaven and became an unparalleled martial arts method. , and then completed by the emperor, it became a complete set of practice methods.

Ruan Linglong has been learning from the elders in her family since she was a child.

She also disguised herself as a man, and under the care of some family elders, went to the battlefield to improve her own shortcomings.

Nowadays, her sword skills have been achieved. Even in the world where she lives, there are few people who can compete with her. The ordinary thousand-year-old demon cannot withstand her three swords.

As a result, he was held back by such a low-ranking casual cultivator with his water method.

This made her extremely anxious.

You know, what Guandao pays attention to is a person who goes forward without hesitation and is the leader of the world!

Therefore, every sword move is aimed at the upper body of the body, in order to achieve a quick victory.

Three swords come in a cycle. After three swords, the power of the sword becomes more and more fierce and gradually loses control. Until the ninth sword, if the enemy cannot be killed, then oneself will be seriously injured.

Being held back by this wave and unable to get close to the real owner, how could she not be anxious?

But Zhang Ke didn't understand Ruan Linglong's anxiety.

Perhaps it was fate that when Zhang Ke was feeling bored, he happened to encounter something familiar.

He also learned Guandao and used it for a period of time.

Although he has been eliminated now, he still can't help but feel a little excited when he sees others performing it.

Let's see first, if the opponent can survive it, don't use a suitable opponent to let him stretch his muscles.

"Boom boom boom!"

Deep in the Shiwan Mountains, on the bank of a small river winding down from the mountains, a thin girl was fighting against the waves while carrying a huge sword that was seriously inconsistent with hers.

After six consecutive stabs, the energy and blood in her body boiled to the extreme, and she even felt a faint tearing pain all over her body. The annoying wave finally receded.

It's not that the guy who calls himself a casual cultivator has stopped casting spells.

Instead the rivers dried up.

This is an outlet of an underground river in the mountains, so how abundant can it be?

The ability to set off six huge waves of 20 to 30 meters in succession has exhausted the river. If it continues, it will have to drain the water veins. Even the water god cannot easily perform this, let alone a casual cultivator.

Ruan Linglong turned around and looked at Zhang Ke with red eyes.

The secret hatred in his eyes was clearly visible.

"You're done playing, then it's my turn!"

All camaraderie and so far have been forgotten by her.

After being tortured for so long, and even fighting for the opportunity at the cost of her own injuries, she could give up so easily. Today, she had to kill hard to dispel the resentment in her heart.

As Ruan Linglong made up her mind.

In a trance, the illusory shadow lingering behind her became more solid, and the green robe on her body also transformed into the same golden armor as her body. The robe moved automatically without wind, making a hunting sound, and a pair of slightly closed red phoenix eyes also appeared. At this moment, it suddenly opened.

Suddenly, a chilling atmosphere filled the forest.

Seeing this, Zhang Ke across from him also grinned.

Although the river has dried up, he can still shake the ground under his feet, or breath fire and wind. However, it is not easy to meet an opponent who is good at close combat. It is not satisfying to use magic alone to do evil.

Zhang Ke stepped forward.

The figure appeared in front of Ruan Linglong in a flash. The other party was overjoyed when he saw this. He twisted his waist and exerted force, swinging the long knife down.

In an instant, the sharp blade whipped up and howled in the strong wind.

"Bang!"

A dull sound sounded from the riverside.

Zhang Ke held the Guandao that exuded a sharp blade with his hand. The sharp blade continued to splash in his hand, and countless sparks flew.

Directly opposite, Ruan Linglong looked at the skin of her palm that had been in contact with the blade but was not damaged at all, with a look of disbelief in her eyes.

This is the treasure that has been enshrined in the Guan Temple for hundreds of years, and the incense is entrusted with it. Although it is not the incense magic weapon that has been passed down from generation to generation, it is not far away. How can there be people who can carry a knife and chop with no physical damage?

Is this thing really a casual cultivator?

I'm afraid it's not the Buddhist golden body, nor the Taoist protector is so resistant to demolition, right?

The blade was restrained, and the long knife kept humming. She trembled and tried to break free. Ruan Linglong also tried to pull Guandao out of the opponent's hand, but no matter how hard she used, Guandao and the opponent's palms seemed to be in contact with each other. It's like being welded together and doesn't move at all.

Immediately afterwards, a huge force came, and Guandao suddenly changed hands.

[It is detected that you have the skill (Soldier Master) and has obtained sword mastery for the player, when holding a long knife weapon]

Zhang Ke turned a deaf ear to the reminder message that appeared on his retina, exchanged his hands, picked up the Guandao and struck forward.

For a moment, strong winds surged in the mountain forest. Under the impact of the sharp sword, the grass broke and the earth and rocks collapsed.

Ruan Linglong only felt a pain in her chest and lost consciousness.

The Mingguang Armor she wore on her body withstood an injury the moment the blade struck her, then split into two and broke directly, with a long and narrow knife mark extending from her collarbone to her lower abdomen.

With the blood flying, she herself was blown hundreds of meters by a huge force, hit an ancient tree, and broke the trunk of the tree before she landed.

Zhang Ke raised his eyebrows.

But the next moment, after seeing the golden light pillar falling from the sky, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief, let go of the blood-stained Guandao that kept humming in his hand, and let it leave with its master.

At this moment, on the top of the mountain far away.

Wang Lingguan looked at Ruan Linglong who was taken away and treated by the teleportation light. He took a breath and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He really thought that this person was going to kill him, and he was ready to intercept him. But fortunately, King Youling didn't pursue him after he slashed with his sword. In addition, the sword protector's strength had weakened a bit, and he had some strength. The bright light armor, which resembled a magic weapon, blocked him. Although he was seriously injured, luckily no one was killed.

That's good.

As for the injury, it's not that important.

Although there is no tea room for these young students to rest in this activity, the rest of the protection is sufficient. As long as the soul is not scattered or the body is broken, they can be saved, even if there are things that cannot be treated urgently. In such a situation, he also brought a few pills brought from heaven, which were enough to bring him back to life.

[You have defeated your opponent and qualified for the next round. The current ranking order is (73). The audition has ended. There will be a ranking battle for the top 100. The winner will be selected to enter the top ten. The battle for the top 100 is about to begin. , there are three rounds in this round, the winner can enter the finals, the one with two wins and one loss will advance to the top ten, the one with a difference of three games will advance to the top ten, and the rest will be eliminated]

Zhang Ke looked at the information that appeared on his retina, and his eyes stayed on the ground for a while. Looking at the blood spraying into a long trace, Zhang Ke sighed softly.

There are three rounds of auditions.

The first one, Qingfeng Xiaodao, and the second one, an old woman who was in her seventies and practiced Miaojiang Gu art, both won too easily. It was not easy to meet someone who was good at close combat, and she was also an inexperienced one.

He restricted himself a lot and still almost didn't kill the opponent.

This made Zhang Ke a little depressed.

The threshold setting of 100 years old is really a bit redundant. Wouldn't it be better to give a concept of youth? In this way, many races are excluded. If there are some spirits and monsters, with their thick-skinned nature, they can probably withstand a few more attacks.

I hope the top 100 battle later will give me a little surprise.

Otherwise, if it goes too smoothly, Zhang Kezhen may not choose to participate in a similar event next time unless the reward is exciting enough.

The next top 100 battle still didn't have many surprises for Zhang Ke.

With just a slight manipulation of the earth's veins, the opponent was helpless and tired of dealing with it. Even if he encountered those who were good at flying, he shouted out words of surrender in time when the storm gathered, which made Zhang Ke even more helpless.

This is not because he is being hypocritical, but simply because the situations he encountered in the past were too extreme, and he was either unbeatable or unbeatable.

Like Chi You Gonggong, Zhang Ke is like a toy in the hands of these two people, being squashed into a ball at random, and most of the people encountered in the dungeon cannot hold him up twice. So far, they have only played in The two dungeons of the Tang Dynasty and the Song Dynasty allowed him to encounter difficult opponents, and he fought happily.

Even finding an opponent who can warm him up is very difficult.

Not to mention an opponent who could get him excited enough to really deal with him.

[You have defeated your opponent and qualified for the next round. Your current ranking is (3). The top ten battles are about to begin. Please wait a moment. 】

When another ray of golden light fell from the sky and left with the figure in tattered clothes, the environment of the Hundred Thousand Mountains also changed slightly.

Above the sky, ten rays of light scattered, falling in all directions.

And naturally there is a beam of light above Zhang Ke's head.

This thing connects the sky and the earth, just like a beacon, announcing the location of the players who are still in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

[The top ten battles will begin in one hour. The entire battle will be in a melee mode. Under the premise of continuing some of the previous rules, there will be no venue restrictions, no opponent restrictions, and no magic power type restrictions (please open the magic authority and increase the magic power). Preparation time, strengthen the difficulty of the arrival of gods) The person who remains at the end and is not eliminated will be the winner of this event, receive limited selection rights for rewards, and be qualified to select the heavenly treasure trove. Please be prepared, the event will be held in a It will start on time after 1 hour. All contestants are asked to make proper use of the preparation time to recover and prepare spells]

And in the Shiwanda Mountain, the game and the thunder-like sound sounded repeatedly several times.

On the outskirts of Shiwanda Mountain, in the viewing area outside the sky barrier, a river suddenly surged. Countless water streams broke free from the shackles of gravity and rushed straight into the sky. After rising to a hundred meters, they stopped and floated above the water curtain. Several screens.

What is presented is the environment inside Shiwandashan.

Locals, some players whose lives were not in danger after being eliminated, and some players who received the news but could not afford tickets and could only buy relatively cheap spectator seats, all gathered here, scattered outside the barrier, watching The picture on the water curtain.

Compared to the harsh environment in Shiwanda Mountain, the viewing venue is undoubtedly much better.

The vast land was divided into endless small areas, each area was approximately the size of a room, and was surrounded by simple gauze curtains. Although it was a thin gauze curtain, judging from the light flowing on its surface, it was obvious that this thing The son is also a very valuable magic weapon.

And in a certain corner of the viewing venue.

"Hey, that uncle who is a casual cultivator actually made it into the top ten. How awesome!"

Qingfeng Xiaodao was sitting in an area separated by gauze curtains. He looked up at a scene on the water curtain and took some desserts from the table. But before he could do it, there was a delicate snow-white strip. His arm reached into the plate, picked up the pastry and handed it to Qingfeng's mouth.

Looking at the gentle girl with bright eyes and white teeth in front of her, Qingfeng sighed softly: "Senior Sister Ruxue, I have grown up, I can do it on my own, I don't need to be fed anymore!"

The girl looked at the melancholy Qingfeng, chuckled lightly, touched her head, and pinched her cheeks: "It's okay, it's okay, senior sister knows, just this time, you can choose on your own from now on!"

"But, you just fed me three pieces of osmanthus cake, two pieces of crystal cake, and two bowls of lotus seed soup. You said it was just this time, and so did Senior Sister Honglian."

"What does it have to do with me? I didn't feed you, my junior brother, so don't rely on me!"

Listening to the immediate rebuttal, Qingfeng sighed helplessly.

It is true that Senior Sister Ruxue did all the work of feeding me, but ever since I lost, Senior Sister Honglian, you have always hugged me and never let go! Forget it, anyway, those senior sisters and brothers in the mountain gate are always like this, but you can't hold me like this just to pinch my face. It's very annoying, and I feel like I can't breathe out of my back. Got it!

But before Qingfeng could speak, a few more delicate hands rubbed the top of his head.

Seeing this, Qingfeng sighed heavily.

I'm tired, exhausted, I don't want to talk anymore, just finish the fight and go home!

Ignoring this enviable scene, most people in other separated viewing venues were staring at a certain scene like Qingfeng, thinking constantly in their hearts.

Where did this fierce man come from?

The competition for supremacy among the nine states is held in Heaven every thirty years, at least once per person, and it is not uncommon for someone like Qingfeng who is stuck at the age of ten to participate four times.

Therefore, the probability of familiar faces among them is quite high, while only about a quarter are new faces.

Due to the restrictions on participating in the event and the support of those acquaintances accumulated in the past, it is often difficult for newcomers to survive the audition process, and even those with extraordinary talents occasionally find it difficult to survive the top 100 process.

It cannot be said that it is not easy to break into the top ten for the first time. The last time this happened was a hundred and fifty years ago, but the man was covered with scars and exhausted as soon as he appeared on the stage. It seemed that the final result was no surprise as he was the second one to be eliminated.

But this one has plenty of energy and is in perfect condition, giving the impression that he has come all the way.

Unfortunately, the footage from the previous session was not publicly broadcast. Except for those who were lucky enough to get to know the matched player, others did not know much about him.

However, no matter what, the top ten this time should be quite exciting!

While the appearance of Zhang Ke caused quite a stir in the outer viewing area, the countdown in Shiwandashan was slowly passing bit by bit.

An hour is not a long time on weekdays. Even when Zhang Ke was playing with the clam girls, half a day could easily pass by. But now, it was a bit unbearable for him. After hesitating for more than ten years, Minutes later, I could only sit cross-legged on the ground, my consciousness immersed in the memories of the past, reviewing the scene of the battle with the teacher during the trial, and appreciating the gains and losses.

For others, this one-hour break is too urgent.

The injuries on his body were only cured in a hurry, and his condition has not yet returned to full state. He still had to take care of setting up the altar, preparing spells and many other matters. He was really too busy and it was over without even a moment of free time.

"Everyone, the time has come, it's time to start!"

With the sudden sound from the sky, the gravity that originally suppressed them suddenly dissipated. After others raised their heads and glanced around, they either continued to improve the altar and recited spells, or picked up weapons to pursue. Go to the guiding light pillar in the sky.

And when Zhang Ke opened his eyes, he was about to return to his normal state.

Suddenly, there was a deafening roar in the distance, rocks rolled down, the earth roared, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and a tall figure nearly a thousand meters suddenly appeared among the mountains, and in his hands was Holding a giant ax high, thunder and lightning gathered on the giant axe.

The scene is extremely spectacular and terrifying!

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