The heavens begin from the underworld

On the scorching land, the Tiandou Empire's participating team was like a giant dragon, traveling through the rolling heat waves.

For several days, the journey was calm and there were no accidents. Except for eating, the team rarely stopped and kept rushing to Wuhun City along the wide road.

At this moment, they were passing through a steep canyon. The mountain walls on both sides were towering into the clouds and the cliffs were like knives. The sound of their wheels rolling and horses hooves treading on the ground echoed in the canyon, which was very melodious, like an ancient war song.

Dengdengdeng!

Suddenly, a burst of rapid horse hoof sounds broke the tranquility of the canyon.

A group of black-clothed people rushed from all directions like ghosts, some riding war horses, and some hiding in seclusion in advance. They were dressed in black, with black veils on their faces, revealing only a pair of cold and cruel eyes, holding shiny long knives, and rushed straight to the participating teams, obviously intending to surround and kill the participating teams.

"Be on guard!"

A general who was protecting the participating team shouted, drew out the long sword with cold light from his waist, and pointed it at the black-clothed man.

The soldiers around immediately drew out their weapons alertly and stood ready.

They knew that this was a life-and-death contest, and they could not be careless at all, otherwise they would stay here forever and would never be able to go back to see their families.

"Archers, get ready!"

The general of Tiandou roared, raised the long sword in his hand, and swung it fiercely.

Swish, swish, swish!

The guard team, or more precisely, the archers of the 'Tiandou Royal Knights', had hundreds of people. At this time, they saw arrows turning into black shadows, shooting at a very fast speed, rushing towards the group of black-clothed men who were coming to kill them.

"A trifle."

The black-clothed man in the lead snorted coldly, and a black giant python appeared behind him, and soul rings fell one by one.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black!

Eight-ring Soul Douluo!

"Is it a Soul Douluo?"

General Tiandou's face suddenly changed. The Grand Marshal of their army was also a Soul Douluo, so he knew more clearly how powerful this kind of person was.

Bang!

The purple soul ring of the black python flashed, and then hundreds of arrows suddenly lost their forward momentum and fell to the ground.

"Is there an attacker?"

The teams of various academies also discovered the change one after another. They hurriedly ran out of their carriages and looked at the eight soul rings of the man in black with a serious face.

It turned out to be a Soul Douluo, this is a real strong man. If the Title Douluo does not come out, who can compete with a Soul Douluo?

Perhaps it can only be done by relying on the advantage of numbers, but the problem now...

The attacking black-clothed people looked roughly, there were at least a hundred people!

"Not good."

A beautiful woman in blue with a charming look frowned slightly. She saw more martial souls appearing one after another, and in a moment, various colors of light connected into pieces.

White, yellow, purple, black...

The weakest group are all Soul Lords, who are considered to be the real soul masters, not minions.

"Most of the students are Soul Lords, and there are only a few who have reached the Soul Sect. If they really go up to fight, I'm afraid they will be in danger."

"Which force is it? They actually sent a Soul Douluo and four Soul Saints. This is really a big deal, which can cause great damage to the soul master clan."

The teachers of several major academies were whispering to each other. Do you think they would be nervous? Not really.

The teachers who can become the team leaders in various advanced soul master academies are not weak, and at least they are Soul Emperors. They are not dispensable in the current battle situation.

What worries them is that someone in the dark will take advantage of their actions and attack their students.

At that time...

They who are fighting in front can't rush back in the first time, and can only watch their students being killed. The bright life that should have come to an abrupt end.

With such a vigilant heart, no one helped for a while.

In the final analysis, they didn't care about the casualties of the soldiers of the Tiandou Empire. They were just ordinary people. Their lives were cheap. At least thousands of them would die in a war.

Moreover, it wasn't that they didn't fight. The two sides were still in a stalemate.

"There is a Soul Douluo attacking."

Several people from Shrek were also outside, and they were frightened by the strength of the attackers. The only one who remained calm was Ning Rongrong.

Her father also came with them. As an auxiliary soul master, Ning Fengzhi had little combat ability, so when he went out, he was always protected by a Guardian Douluo of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

Ning Rongrong believed that as long as the Sword Douluo grandfather who was protecting her father at the moment took action, the group of black-clothed people would definitely escape.

At this time, in the carriage of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

Ning Fengzhi lifted the curtain and looked at the two parties who were confronting each other at the front of the team, revealing a thoughtful look.

The white-haired and energetic Sword Douluo was sitting next to him. He would not take the initiative to attack before Ning Fengzhi spoke.

Sword Douluo's temperament is better than Bone Douluo. If Bone Douluo were here, he would definitely take action.

Then...

The genius soul master here will die "accidentally" in the hands of the enemy.

The experience of the Titled Douluo is very clear. The younger generation who are not taken seriously by them now may become the enemy of their own forces after they die, and may even level their own graves.

Not every Titled Douluo is willing to lie in the Douluo Hall forever before dying.

Just as a group of soul masters were watching the situation, the cold voice of the leading black-clothed soul Douluo sounded: "You retreat, don't seek death, we are here for the Spirit Hall, hand over the people of the Spirit Hall, and I will let you leave safely and participate in this soul master competition."

The black-clothed Soul Douluo used his soul power when he spoke. At this moment, his voice echoed in the Grand Canyon, allowing all the soul masters behind the team to hear it.

Subconsciously, everyone looked at the most luxurious carriage in the team, with the flag of Wuhun Palace hanging on it.

They all thought of that beautiful, beautiful woman.

"Are you really here for the Wuhun Palace, to rescue Tang Hao?"

Ning Fengzhi murmured thoughtfully: "None of them have a spirit called the Clear Sky Hammer. They don't seem to belong to the Clear Sky Sect. Maybe they have other purposes?"

"Or did the Haotian Sect specially invite other big forces to come and block the way?"

"Uncle Jian, do you know the martial spirits of those people?"

Ning Fengzhi looked at Sword Douluo Chen Xin. Sword Douluo, who had closed his eyes to rest, opened his eyes and looked at the masked Soul Douluo and Soul Saints, and then said calmly: "I haven't seen them before, and I haven't heard of them either."

Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly and said to himself: "Are they secretly cultivated by the big forces? Otherwise, they would all become Soul Saints and Soul Douluo, and it would be impossible for them to spread without being famous."

At the same time, the unfamiliar martial arts also proved one thing. These incoming masked soul masters all came from civilians.

"It's really interesting to let soul masters from civilian backgrounds hijack the people of Wuhun Palace. Wuhun Palace's attitude towards civilian soul masters is the best among all the major forces."

While Ning Fengzhi was thinking, General Tiandou, who was leading the team, also fell silent for a moment.

Is it worth it to let your soldiers risk their lives for the people of Wuhun Palace?

When General Tiandou was struggling, someone noticed that the curtain of the luxurious carriage was gently opened by a pure white jade hand, and the beautiful and dignified Qian Renxue, dressed in casual clothes, stepped out of the carriage gracefully.

Even in the shadows, her blond hair seemed to shine, making her even more beautiful and hard to forget.

"He Fang Xiaoxiao."

Qian Renxue's tone was calm, and this calmness surprised everyone. They didn't expect her to be calm beyond her years.

You must know that the one who came with malicious intentions was a Contra and hundreds of powerful soul masters.

Soon, Qian Renxue shook her head: "Forget it, it doesn't matter who you are."

Then there was a hint of coldness in his tone: "Welcome to the trial."

A golden light suddenly appeared. (End of chapter)