City: After ten years of cultivation, you will be invincible when you go down the mountain

"Boom!"

The leader of the dark protoss is extremely powerful, and his attack method is also very strange. Unknowingly, he appeared behind Master Lingyun. Even though Master Lingyun noticed it in advance, he was blown away by a palm go out.

"Pfft~"

Master Lingyun stabilized his figure, a stream of blood suddenly overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

see this scene,

Many cultivators of the human race became even more angry, yelling...

However, the leader of the dark protoss did not change his face, and said lightly:

"What is a wheel battle, and what is a sneak attack? Did the rules of the competition say that this is not allowed?"

"You can also ask other people to come out and confront me!"

Everyone's expressions turned red, and they were speechless!

Call others out?

There were only three of them in total. Situ Wunian had already died in battle, Master Lingyun had just won a match, and was injured by a surprise attack. He was no longer at his peak!

"Shu~"

Some people turned their attention to Ni Tianhai, the suzerain of the Back Mountain Sect, hoping that Ni Tianhai would take action to teach the leaders of the dark-born god clan a hard lesson.

Ni Tianhai didn't say a word, nor did he have any intention of making a move!

This makes everyone very puzzled!

I don't understand why the Ni Suzerain didn't make a move at this moment?

"Jiejiejie...Since there is no one else, I can only reluctantly face Master Zhan Lingyun!"

The leader of the dark protoss smiled strangely, and once again attacked Master Lingyun!

"boom!"

"boom!!"

After Master Lingyun resisted a few times, the speed of his attack was obviously much slower!

He is currently in a very bad state, unless he rests for an hour to recover, otherwise he cannot be the opponent of the opponent!

But reality can be cruel,

The battlefield between humans and gods is no joke!

"Boom!"

The leader of the Dark-born Protoss struck again, hitting Master Lingyun,

Master Lingyun was covered with scars, his skinny body was already stained red with blood...

The many human cultivators watching this scene were worried for a while,

Their eyes were tearing apart, and the anger in their hearts came to their minds. They couldn't wait to go on the field immediately and besiege the leaders of the dark-born gods!

"Senior Lingyun, let's admit defeat!"

"That's right! Master Lingyun, at worst, I will admit defeat in this round! Anyway, there is still a second-level competition!"

A group of people spoke out one after another,

What's more, the corners of my eyes are already moist!

It is too sad to accept that the old seniors of the human race are fighting desperately in front...

More than 1 years have passed!

In the human race, there is no evildoer who can stand up and take the lead!

"Fellow Daoist Lingyun, we still admit defeat in this match! Only the two of us are powerless!"

At this time,

Ni Tianhai made a sound.

From the beginning to the end, his expression was calm and calm, even if Situ Wunian died in battle, there was no change on his face!

"Boom!"

Master Lingyun said nothing,

He gritted his teeth and launched an attack, but all the spells were easily dodged by the leader of the dark protoss.

this moment,

He understands that there is no way to turn back the sky!

If he doesn't stop fighting, he will definitely step into Patriarch Situ's career!

"This game, we admit defeat!"

When Master Lingyun uttered these words again, the breath in his heart dissipated, and his complexion suddenly seemed to be decades old...

He turned his back on everyone!

The figure was desolate, and there were sighs and moans of pain from his mouth.

"The poor and pathetic human race is so weak..."

The leader of the dark protoss was aloof, his words were ruthless, and his face was full of sarcasm and refusal!

Everyone gritted their teeth when they heard the words, but they had no choice but to swallow the grievance in their hearts abruptly!

"You win the first type of battlefield, and we win the third type of battlefield! Now let's look at the second type of battlefield!"

"As long as you can win the second-class battlefield, you will have the qualifications to talk to us on an equal footing! If you don't win, then sorry, we can only use you rubbish to train soldiers first before we wipe out the swamp of the undead!"

Mo Zhan's tone was full of threats.

Man and God are incompatible, this is the rule since ancient times...

"Squeak!"

Everyone heard that their teeth were gritted!

But soon,

Their looks are full of hope again!

They still have great hopes of winning!

Mingyue Sword God, Heiyun Ancient Ancestor, Yinyang Ancient Emperor, Lu Ning, Sengyi Ancient Buddha, Zhang Family's Generation Ancestor, which one of these people is not a well-known second-class powerhouse?

Especially Mingyue Sword God and Lu Ning, who have cultivated the second-class realm for a long time, and there are few rivals in the same realm!

"We must win the last game, and hit them hard in the face!"

"Win! Must win!"

Everyone shouted excitedly, or prayed silently in their hearts, expecting to win this battle,

Don't fight for steamed bread!

And right now.

"Shu~"

A woman in a fiery red dress came out from the army of the gods.

The woman has a plump body, a beautiful face, and a wheat-colored skin. She is healthy but depressing.

Because there is a flame flickering slightly between the eyebrows of this woman, and her hair is the color of blood. This is obviously a creature of the Vulcan clan!

Vulcans.

One of the eight ancient gods,

The strength of this family is unfathomable, controlling thousands of flames in the world, and in the ancient catastrophe, how many human forces have been wiped out!

Only since ancient times,

The Vulcans choose to cultivate silently and rarely walk around in the world.

Now that he is born again, no one can predict the depth of this family!

"Hehehe. The Vulcan clan -- Huomiaomiao came to experience the strength of the human masters..."

The woman in the red dress covered her mouth and smiled softly, her ample breasts trembled slightly with the laughter, and her wheat-colored skin reflected a dazzling luster, which made people dizzy.

"Star Gate Yin-Yang Ancient Emperor, I will fight with you!"

Ancient Emperor Yin Yang walked out forcefully.

As the strongest among the three emperors of the Star Gate, he is bound to sweep away all enemies and win the absolute right to speak for the human race!

"you?"

Huo Miaomiao looked Ancient Yin Yang up and down, then giggled and said:

"You are strong, but you are not my opponent. You should go down quickly and let someone stronger come out!"

"is it?"

The ancient emperor Yinyang's expression remained unchanged, he strode out directly, and quickly formed seals with his hands.

"Boom!"

He actually directly evolved a starry sky!

this moment,

Ancient Emperor Yin Yang stood under the starry sky, like a god's mansion in the starry sky, with astonishing aura, capable of sweeping away all enemies!

"Pick the stars with one hand!"

Ancient Emperor Yin Yang spoke indifferently, stretched out his big hand, grabbed a star and threw it at Huo Miaomiao.

"Good technique, but useless to me!"

Huo Miaomiao tapped lightly, and the sea of ​​fire surged out from the sky,

Not only did it melt the stars picked by the ancient Emperor Yin Yang, but even the entire transformed starry sky was scorched and sizzling, riddled with holes...

"You...too bad."

The corner of Huo Miaomiao's mouth was slightly raised, and she pointed out again, and a ray of flame shot towards Ancient Yin Yang in an instant.

"This emperor is invulnerable, what can a mere fire do to me?"

Ancient Emperor Yin Yang sneered, forming a barrier of starry sky in front of him, trying to block the ray of flames,

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