Chapter 1111 Unparalleled God

The bronze-colored battle platform is hundreds of miles long, huge and boundless, and covered with bloodstains. There was once a Tianjiao fighting on it, and the blood was sprinkled, but there is still a layer of fighting spirit.

And the depths of this huge battle platform are still shrouded in a huge vortex, and this vortex is getting more and more frightening, and it is blowing out terrifying air currents, and it is about to split the sky.

But inside the vortex, there are faintly ancient Taoist palaces Xuanhua one after another, which look very vague and seem unreal, but there are very loud Taoist voices.

These Taoist palaces seem to be rooted in nothingness, with ancient charms and no strong manifestations.

There was a commotion in the audience, the eyes of countless people widened, and someone shouted: "The land of good fortune has appeared, and the mysterious Taoist palace contains great good fortune. As long as you get the approval of the battle platform, you can enter the Taoist palace to find good fortune!"

This is not a secret, many people know that as long as they display super strength on the battle stage, they will be selected by the Dao Palace and thus obtain great fortune.

"There are only ten Taoist palaces, my God, there are only ten Taoist palaces!"

The atmosphere on the side of the Nine Realms fell silent, and many Yingjie's faces were ugly, and they couldn't care less about the defeated Wanxiang Shenzi.

The son of Wanxiang was silent. Dao Ling's punch just now shattered his inner pride. He never thought that the Tibetan Demon King would have such super fighting power!

What made the Son of God even more furious was that there were only ten Taoist palaces, that is to say, this time only the ten strongest talents would be selected, and the shopping this time was also many times more terrifying than before!

Even so, the atmosphere in the audience was instantly terrifying, with countless wizards roaring, and terrifying beams of light overwhelming the sky!

Although this battle stage is hundreds of miles away, there are too many people who have come, and the terrifying divine light has enveloped the entire audience. I don't know how many people have just come up and used the strongest supernatural powers, and rushed to the battle stage, hoping to be selected by the Dao Palace!

"kill!"

A powerful creature screamed, disturbed the world, and rushed to the battle platform, berserk here, pushing the powerful enemy horizontally, attacking and killing the crowd.

"Ah!" "Crack!"

But in an instant, an unknown number of geniuses were beheaded, and blood splashed in the air. It didn't look like blood, but it seemed like a river of blood was surging, about to flood the sky.

The people in the Tibetan world were horrified, the battle was terrible, and there were heavy casualties, but even so, there were still countless wizards fighting in the field.

Only Tianjiao can stand on this battlefield,

But the situation is also very bad, too many enemies have been killed, and many people are so red-eyed that they can't even see who the opponent is.

The roar here was overwhelming, and the murderous aura swept the sky and the ground, covering the Baili platform, and the frenzy was extremely frenzied, as if we had come to a chaotic era!

Boom!

Wisps of terrifying red clouds rushed to the field, literally sweeping across here, hundreds of people were flying across!

"Roar!" Ying Long slashed towards the field, his blood energy piercing through the world, like mouthfuls of red horses surging here, wanting to blow up the audience!

The people around were horrified, and many of them were retreating and rushed out of the battle arena, unwilling to participate in this kind of shopping. This kind of good fortune has no chance for them.

Ying Long is definitely an invincible existence, even Dao Ling felt its mighty combat power, he clenched his fists tightly, and there was a flame of war in his eyes, he wanted to rush up to fight with it!

"Hmph, you dare to disobey me, and even dare to hurt someone in front of me!"

However, someone didn't want him to go up, Qing Caixia looked at Dao Ling from above, and said coldly: "Go, hunt him down for me, don't let him go on stage!"

The people around who were not on the stage were shocked, Qing Caixia was determined to kill the Tibetan Demon King!

"It's Miss!"

Ten servants stepped forward on the spot, and they moved very quickly, appearing in all directions of Dao Ling.

Under the dumbfounded gazes of the people, a formation plate appeared in the hands of each of the ten servants, densely covered with avenues of gods, and filled with terrifying air currents!

The murderous aura is like a flood, piercing through this place, sealing the heaven and the earth. These are ten arrays erupting, suspended in the void.

"What, these ten formation disks are all treasures, and they are engraved with the Dao divine pattern, which can communicate with Dao power to shock and kill powerful enemies!"

"Look quickly, the Demon King of the Tibetan Realm has been sealed. This set of arrays is enough to hunt and kill Tianjiao people. This kid is doomed."

"He is trying to die, and he dared to disobey Ms. Qing Caixia. This is the junior sister of the little holy king. I have seen this set of formations before. The little holy king got it in a restricted space in the universe. I didn't expect to give it to Qing Cai. Miss Xia defends herself."

The creatures from the Nine Realms were all talking, their faces full of awe, Qing Caixia was deeply loved by the Little Saint King, and even gave her this set of terrifying treasures for self-defense.

Qing Caixia is tall and noble, she is like a goddess who patrols the world, as long as she speaks a word, she can shake and kill the devil king of Tibet without making a move.

But the ending is often beyond people's expectations, because the sky is dark, and a bloody moon hangs in the sky, filled with the power of the moon!

Everyone in the audience was trembling, the high-level treasure was exploding, it was not something they could bear!

"Isn't this a moon wheel?" Qing Caixia narrowed her eyes, feeling something was wrong, who made this moon wheel?

The void was smashed to pieces, and a terrible abyss burst out, and the squeezed top ten treasure arrays were shaking, as if they were about to explode!

"what!"

The ten servants howled miserably, and were directly shocked by the power of the moon falling from the moon, and they burst into the air one by one, and the dead couldn't die anymore.

"Who is making the move!" Qing Caixia was furious, with a terrible hostility all over her body, and shouted in a ferocious voice.

"It's the Demon King of the Tibetan Realm. This moon wheel is the treasure he got from killing the Holy Son of the Tibetan Realm." Someone said in a trembling voice.

"Devil King of the Tibetan Realm, you are so tired of living, you dare to kill my servant!" Qing Caixia yelled sharply, her nobility disappeared.

"I think you are tired of living!"

The top ten formation disks were sealed by the moon wheel and fell into Dao Ling's hands. A shadow came out and ran towards Qing Caixia with a terrifying aura.

"What? You're so brave, stop him!" Qing Caixia was furious, no one had ever dared to do anything to her like this!

The few remaining servants and maids flew up quickly, trying to stop the Tibetan Demon King.

"Get out of here!"

Dao Ling yelled and roared through the sky, and the divine sound of the heaven and earth was rolling, trying to shatter rivers and mountains, these servants were directly blasted away by Dao Ling's loud roar.

Qing Caixia was trembling all over, almost prostrate on the ground trembling, she saw a god in the nine heavens looking down at her, one look could kill her.

Qing Caixia flew out and was hit on the chest by Dao Ling's fist, but she didn't die. She was wearing a precious dress, but she was also thrown out and coughed up a big mouthful of blood.

"What is the Tibetan Demon King doing?"

Someone was trembling, seeing that the Tibetan Demon King raised his fist and smashed Qing Caixia's head. Could it be that he wanted to kill the little Sage King's junior sister? Is he looking for death? Does he know what a temple is?

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from the end of the endless space. The footsteps were not loud and very rhythmic, but for some reason, every syllable made one's soul collapse.

The person came, a shadow, wearing a black robe, with golden hair, each strand was crystal clear.

This is a young man, his skin glows like jade, with a hazy layer of divine brilliance, and he can't see it very clearly. The terrifying air is overflowing from his body, making the void tremble.

"Shen Wushuang!"

Some people trembled, and there was a great fear, feeling that a god king was coming, patrolling the world.