Chapter 508 Blood River Starry Sky

"Your Highness Yunyang, in front of you is the Blood River Starry Sky. You can report to the territory of the Divine Alliance." The man, who was as tall as a rock, pointed to a starry field in the distance and said respectfully.

Luo Yunyang stood on the purple spaceship, looking at the seemingly endless star field filled with dense blood-colored aura, thoughts flashing rapidly in his mind.

"Thank you, Mr. Mo Lin." Luo Yunyang said towards the rock-like man.

The rock-like man nodded, then stepped back respectfully. After flying out of the spacecraft, his body disappeared into the void.

Luo Yunyang looked at the figure that disappeared in an instant, feeling relieved.

Although Mo Lin was always polite to him, and even treated him with respect, Luo Yunyang felt like he had a top star player in the Star Realm who was not under his control following him.

In the past thirty years, Luo Yunyang has spent most of his time cultivating under the ancient star trees of the Evergreen tribe. Although his cultivation has only grown from the first level of the galaxy realm to the second level of the galaxy realm, in the understanding of the four original laws On the other hand, I have gained quite a lot from my understanding of the Dao of the Great Hun Cave.

It's just that the role of this kind of practice has become smaller and smaller. Just ten days ago, Mr. Mo Lin conveyed the order from his master, the Heavenly Lord of the Realm, that he must obtain one billion merit points within a hundred years when he goes to the Blood River Starry Sky.

Mo Lin did not say how to obtain the merit points. He just sent himself to the place called Blood River Starry Sky and followed the order of Lord Jie Tian to take away the token that brought him countless conveniences.

And according to what Mo Lin said when he took the token, even if he holds the identity of a disciple of Lord Jie Tian, ​​it is of little use here, because here, identity and other things are not important. What is recognized here is only strength!

These days, Luo Yunyang has found only one thing about the Blood River Starry Sky, that is, it is the intersection of the strength of the Divine Alliance and Purgatory, the Mechanical Empire, and the Beast Sky Alliance.

The forces of the four parties are fighting in this endless starry sky, and the purpose of the fighting is not introduced in the information.

There is no star map in the starry sky here, nor are there any branches of various clans in the starry sky. The taboos in the starry sky are also not found here.

Luo Yunyang could find only one thing, and that was a legend, the reason why the Blood River Starry Sky became the Blood River Starry Sky.

The reason for this is that too much blood has been shed by the various races fighting, so the starry sky is filled with endless blood!

"Who is it?" Just as Luo Yunyang's mind was racing with thoughts, two figures rushed out from a blood-red planet.

These two figures, one ten feet tall and the other seven feet tall, are both wearing crimson armor, and under their feet are spaceships made of metal at both ends, like bird wings!

The person who spoke was a man ten feet tall. As he spoke, the man shook the giant hammer in his hand that was fully ten feet in diameter!

The moment Luo Yunyang saw the two people, he sensed their cultivation levels. One was at the peak of the galaxy realm, and the other was at the eighth level of the galaxy realm!

If two people were placed in the Milky Way, they would both be leaders of several galaxies. But now, judging from the appearance of the two people, they should be fringe figures patrolling around.

"Human Luo Yunyang, I've been ordered to come here!" As he spoke, Luo Yunyang threw the token given to him by Mo Lin.

After all, the distance between the two sides is hundreds of feet, and once they get close, judging from the postures of the two people, there might be a fight.

After the tall man verified Luo Yunyang's information, a trace of contempt suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Damn it, those big bosses from the Divine League have their heads reaching up to their buttocks. They just know that they want the Divine Treasure Source from here, so they don't know how to add some decent soldiers here."

As the tall man spoke, he glared at Luo Yunyang and said: "The third-level small clan is in the galaxy realm, but it is still the second-level galaxy realm. It is simply garbage!"

"No, trash among trash, fighter among trash!"

Luo Yunyang hadn't been called rubbish by anyone in these years. When he heard the tall man talking about him like this, he couldn't help but get furious.

"Hey, you're not very capable, but you're not very angry. Are you dissatisfied? Grandma, let me tell you, there are no rules here!"

"By the way, there is no such thing as origin. Even if you are from the sub-god race, as long as you are not good at cultivation, you will still get beaten!"

"The one with the big fist is the uncle!" The man who was ten feet tall and whose ethnic group he couldn't see clearly said with a smile: "Come on, come on, hit me if you can! If you can beat grandpa, then It’s all in vain!”

Luo Yunyang glanced at the man who spoke a little strangely and said, "What do you call him?"

"Remember, I am Langben of the Giant Spirit Clan!" The giant man waved his hand, feeling as if the mountains and rivers were in his hands. However, just when he said his name, the human opposite him laughed and said, "Brother Langben, I'm going to beat you up!"

Lang Ben was stunned for a moment. He didn't believe what he heard was true. This weak human race actually wanted to beat him.

But just when he was wondering, Luo Yunyang's body had strangely appeared within ten feet of him.

This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that layers of black mixed hole light waves are emitted from Luo Yunyang's body.

These light waves are like layers of swamps, and it becomes extremely difficult for the bound Lang Ben to move.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

In just an instant, Lang Ben was beaten and rolling all over the floor. Although he struggled to fight back, the layers of mixed hole light waves pressed against his body, making him unable to stand up at all.

"Good boy, if you can, beat me to death!"

"You bastard of the human race, if you don't beat me to death, I will be your son!"

"Dad, stop fighting, I am your son!"

When Lang Ben finally couldn't bear Luo Yunyang's fists, he began to take the initiative to ask for mercy from Luo Yunyang. At this moment, Lang Ben could no longer care about his own image and begged for mercy again and again.

He looked at Luo Yunyang, who was standing next to him and had withdrawn his strength, and felt that what he was seeing at this moment was like a devil.

As for his companion, not only did he not take action, but he stayed far away from Lang Ben and Luo Yunyang. It was obvious that he was unwilling to participate in the dispute between Luo Yunyang and Lang Ben.

"Brother Lang Ben, can you tell me what the situation is like in the Blood River Starry Sky?" Luo Yunyang still has a lot of room for action against Lang Ben.

His attack did not go straight to the vital point, but one thing was that it hurt. As long as Luo Yunyang hit the place, the corrosion of the black hole's power would definitely make people hurt to death.

"Boss...Boss, in this bloody river and starry sky, we are fighting in all directions, not only because of the blood feud for so many years, but also because of the source of the divine treasure. Wuwu, we are here. In addition to killing a large number of each other's living forces, what's more important is , to collect the divine treasure source.”

Although Luo Yunyang didn't know what the Divine Treasure Source was, seeing how solemn Lang Ben said it, he immediately said, "Then tell me how to earn this merit point."

One billion merit points in a hundred years was a thorn in Luo Yunyang's heart. Although he didn't know whether it would be easy to earn these one billion merit points, the task that could be assigned by Lord Jie Tian was definitely not a small task.

"Boss, merit points are the special currency of our Blood River Starry Sky. If you can kill warriors from the other three parties and one galaxy realm, you can get one merit point. If you can find a divine treasure source, you can get ten merit points. .”

Killing a galaxy realm warrior only has one merit point.

One billion merit points means killing one billion galaxy-level warriors. Thinking of this result, Luo Yunyang felt like tens of thousands of mud horses galloping past his heart.

Grandma's, not to mention that warriors in the galaxy realm are not pigs. Even if there are a billion pigs placed there, it will not be easy for me to slaughter them all.

"By the way, what is the strongest cultivation here?" Luo Yunyang asked again while his mind was spinning.

"In the Blood River Starry Sky, generally the leaders of all parties do not take action, and those who take action are their respective subordinates."

When Lang Ben said this, he said with fear in his eyes: "Now, the strongest one in the Blood River Starry Sky should be the king-level powerhouse in the Galaxy Realm."

When Lang Ben said this, he glanced at Luo Yunyang secretly and found a trace of doubt in Luo Yunyang's eyes. He immediately said: "The so-called king level is actually someone who has reached the level of transformation in the way of cultivation." By."

Luo Yunyang's eyes narrowed as his cultivation reached the state of transformation.

Over the years, for him, allowing his understanding of the Dao of the Great Hun Cave to reach a state of transformation has been his goal in the past hundred years.

He has been sitting under the ancient tree of stars for thirty years with this goal in mind. However, although his cultivation level has increased a lot, his transformation level has still not been reached.

"Transformation!" With these two words in his mouth, a powerful force spread out around him.

Under this power, not only Lang Ben was frightened, but even the greeter who had not been repaired by Luo Yunyang also trembled at this time.

"How many galactic level kings are there in our human race?" Luo Yunyang pondered for a moment and asked Langben again.

"Eight, they are the Eight Kings of the Galaxy in our human galaxy realm!" It was not Lang Ben who spoke, but the greeter who had not been repaired.

Luo Yunyang nodded and continued: "Then the rules here are really as you said, the strong is king, right?"

Lang Ben hated his mouth so much. He said that you beat me in vain, and now he was repaired in vain. But now, he still said honestly: "That should be like this."

"Okay, in that case, let's get going. I can't wait." Luo Yunyang was not lying. Thinking of those one billion merit points, he felt like his heart was being scratched by a hundred claws.

Although Lang Ben was beaten, he listened to Luo Yunyang's request and still activated his wing-like spaceship, leading Luo Yunyang towards the depths of the endless blood river.