Tian Yuan

The atmosphere on the battlefield was completely different from before.

Whether or not he could regain his freedom was no longer important. What was important was to fight Chen Qingyuan with all his strength. If he won, it would be a good thing; if he lost, he would become a stepping stone for Chen Qingyuan to reach the supreme path, which was not a shameful thing.

"I dare to ask you for a drink."

At this time, the old Taoist priest, whose arm was chopped off, strode forward and spoke in a pleading tone.

"I haven't drunk alcohol or eaten meat in many years. I miss it a little."

The others also had the same idea and came forward one after another, hoping to get a glass of wine.

“I would trade everything I’ve learned in my life.”

Some people said sincerely that they were going to die soon anyway, and there was no point in keeping the Taoism they had learned, so they might as well exchange it for wine.

Those puppet masters who had lost consciousness actually stopped where they were and did not directly engage in the fight.

Even though their original consciousness was gone, their proud bones as top powers remained intact and they froze in tacit understanding, like stones, motionless.

"Take it!"

Chen Qingyuan took out a lot of fine wine and food and threw them to the heroes in all directions.

Including the fishing old man and the bald guy who were far away, they also got some wine and food. They were stunned. They didn't expect Chen Qingyuan to be so generous and were slightly surprised.

"Good wine!" A powerful man immediately opened the lid and poured the wine into his mouth. He looked very happy and couldn't help but exclaimed loudly: "This may be the most satisfying moment in my life."

"This is my lifelong enlightenment. Although you may not think highly of it, if you can get out alive, you may be able to sell it for a good price."

The mighty giant drank more than a dozen pots of wine in a row before he stopped. He pointed his finger and a mysterious talisman floated towards Chen Qingyuan, which contained a lifetime of insights and Taoism.

"call out--"

At this time, pieces of jade talismans of different shapes floated up, and all the powerful men who were still conscious took out their respective inheritance items, both to thank Chen Qingyuan for the gift of wine and also to express their hope that the Taoist tradition could be spread to the outside world if they could not get out, so that their trip to the world would not be in vain.

"Money for the drinks."

The Fishing Master drank a pot of wine, gave out the inheritance method, and smiled faintly.

“This deal is a big loss.”

Everyone expressed their opinion. The bald guy didn't want to lose this position, so he cursed and drank wine in big gulps.

He drank a few sips of wine and ate some rare fruits and cakes to vent his emotions.

The inherited skills of this group of people, no matter in which era, are peerless treasures that cannot be measured by spirit stones. They can become the foundation of a clan and lead directly to the peak of the Great Dao.

"Whoops——"

How could Chen Qingyuan not take the fat meat that was delivered to his mouth? With a wave of his hand, he grabbed all the inheritance jade talismans in his palm, and then put them into a special Xumi ring, keeping them well without any damage.

A quarter of an hour later, everyone drank heavily and prepared themselves mentally for death.

Those powerful puppets could no longer withstand the control of the invisible laws. They no longer stayed in place and began to move.

Seeing this, Chen Qingyuan had already adjusted his state and was ready to fight again, shouting loudly: "Come! Fight!"

Boom!

When these words were spoken, it was like thunder crashing to the ground, with the fighting spirit surging and burning the heavens and myriad worlds.

"Chong-"

Chen Qingyuan gently shook the Human Emperor Sword in his hand, causing ripples to spread out.

"war!"

Everyone shouted in unison.

They attacked from all directions, not intending to deal with Chen Qingyuan by consumption, but giving their all just to show their own ultimate brilliance.

"when--"

The weapons collided violently, the sky collapsed, the earth broke, and everything was destroyed.

"Tear--"

The sword light was like a sudden rain with no regular pattern, sometimes falling from high above, sometimes from bottom to top, from left to right, and so on, making it confusing.

Countless sword beams streaked across the sky, like thousands of meteors running, brilliant and dazzling, and containing infinite power.

The giant was slashing with his axe, but was repelled by Chen Qingyuan's sword. Then, he moved as fast as a ghost, dodging the attack and slashing again with his sword.

"Shh!"

Suddenly, there was a dazzling light, and the right hand of the powerful giant was cut off.

Taking advantage of this moment, Chen Qingyuan swung his sword and chased after the giant, leaving countless sword marks on the giant's body, which was shocking. The dry and bloodless flesh was turned out, and he looked miserable.

"what!"

The giant knew he was no match for his opponent and was seriously injured, but he still charged forward and refused to retreat.

"Wow—"

Chen Qingyuan moved swiftly. With one frosty sword, he froze three thousand worlds and shredded the giant's body. It turned into countless pieces that floated into the depths of the broken world, sleeping forever without the possibility of revival.

"If you join the demon clan, you will be an unprecedented great demon, unmatched by anyone."

The words spoken by the demon boy undoubtedly acknowledged Chen Qingyuan's strength and talent. He then let out a sharp and piercing cry, raised his two hammers, and attacked from the front regardless of how fierce the sword intent was.

"Boom, boom—"

Chen Qingyuan and Mo Tong fought for several more rounds. His fighting body was unmatched and he became more and more courageous. The two quasi-emperor-level giant hammers had obvious cracks caused by the swords.

"what……"

Since Chen Qingyuan had touched the middle chapter of the Samsara Scripture, his strength had significantly improved. Before long, the demon boy could no longer resist, and even though he used all his strength, he was still defeated.

In the end, the demon boy's head was chopped off by a sword. As for his soul, it was sealed in his body. He fought with the determination to die and had no intention of escaping. His life came to an end.

"Rumble..."

The battlefield was in chaos. The fighting process could not be seen clearly with the naked eye. One could only see some blurry afterimages and constantly splashing light.

Yiyi stared at it in a daze, completely shocked. Her mind went blank for a moment and she completely forgot about the story.

Although she couldn't see much when watching the clash of top beings from such a close distance, the collision of laws directly struck her soul, and no words in the world could describe Yiyi's feelings at that moment.

After another half an hour, pieces of broken limbs and arms floated out from the core of the battlefield. Some weapons had also suffered considerable damage. The fragments pierced through the void, and no one knew where they would go.

Not to mention ordinary cultivators, even for those in the Mahayana stage or even the Divine Bridge Venerable, obtaining a small piece of a quasi-imperial weapon fragment is enough to change their destiny and is regarded as a supreme treasure.

"happy!"

There was a great man who did not die under Chen Qingyuan's sword. Because of the excessive consumption, his body could not bear it and he died from the backlash. Before he died, he looked at Chen Qingyuan's tall figure, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he used the last bit of his strength to shout at the top of his lungs.

What a privilege it is to fight with you.

Unfortunately, you and I were not born in the same era, so we cannot understand each other well.