Chapter 361 The Blood of the Heavenly Tyrant Is Burning

"Come up quickly, I want to suppress you!"

The country boy swung his fist impatiently, his voice was like thunder, shaking the wind and clouds in one direction, and instantly attracted a lot of attention.

Some people were surprised, most of them were the natives of this relic, who had just arrived here and did not know the country boy and others. They just thought that this young man was desperate and had the courage to challenge the young Tianzun. I wonder if the number of Tianjiao who died in his hands from ancient times to the present is incalculable! ?

They gathered in twos and threes, looking a little stunned, and even a little emotional.

As time goes by, everything is changing. Today's young people have too hot tempers and will fight if they disagree. It was better when they were young, everyone knew how to be patient and value peace.

"The exiled immortal has entered the ancient immortal world again. This time, he will surely be famous all over the world. It is rumored that the blood flowing in his body is immortal. I am afraid that only the crowned emperor can compare with him. Others are like carps crossing the river. They are just ordinary and not worth mentioning. In my opinion, the king of this world may be born from these two people!"

An old cultivator who remained in the ancient immortal world spoke up. He was a creature in the realm of heavenly gods. However, he was too old and his blood had long been dried up. However, he had heard of the name of the exiled immortal and witnessed the other party's attack with his own eyes. He knew that he was an invincible and peerless genius with unimaginable power. He was the leader of the geniuses and almost no one in the world could compete with him.

The latter had stepped onto the ring in the ancient times and was the top young supreme in the world. If he grew up, his future would be limitless. He would most likely become a giant creature that would never be seen in the ages.

Now he has come to the ruins again, and has been invited to fight by name. In the eyes of the ancient immortals, the young man on the stage is no different from a suicidal man.

Almost all the aborigines are very curious, because this kind of thing is rare. Who is the person who challenges the exiled immortal? He is so brave. Don’t you know how strong the latter is?

Of course, there are different opinions.

Most of these people come from the Three Thousand Dao Continents. Along the way, they have heard of or witnessed the strength of the native boy.

"Isn't it said that the exiled immortal dragon is hard to see, where did you provoke this group of big demons? Don't you know that this group of people have always been united against the same enemy, and provoking one is equivalent to provoking a group?"

Someone spoke up, coming from the Five Elements Continent, the territory of the Unaging Mountain, but not from the Qin clan, but from a small force. Fortunately, he has come here. Although his talent can only be regarded as fair, he can survive, so he is still active until now. He has obtained a lot of good things along the way.

Although he thought the exiled immortal was extraordinary, he was more optimistic about the country boy. After all, it was a well-known fact that this person was not just one person. There were countless terrible helpers standing behind him. If you offended one person, it was equivalent to knowing all of them. What's more, each of them was very capable of fighting. If they were put outside, they would be comparable to those sons of the gods of the great Dao Sect. Not to mention the exiled immortal, I'm afraid it would be hard to say that the Ten Crown King could resist him!

There were quite a few people who shared the same view as this young man from a small clan. These people had seen the country boy show his skills and knew how terrifying he was. He could definitely be compared with those ancient freaks.

This situation was definitely rare in life. In this life, there were actually people who were worried about the safety of the exiled immortal. You know, in ancient times, everyone argued about how many moves the opponent could survive under the former.

"Although that group of people are strong, united, and arrogant enough, don't forget that this is the ancient immortal arena. It can only be one-on-one. Unless both parties agree, no one else can intervene!"

Someone snorted coldly.

"Although I don't know what made you so angry, if you want to fight, I have no reason to refuse!"

In the venue, the exiled immortal spoke, his voice was clear and refusal, just like the sound of the flute.

Although he was puzzled by the attitude of the country boy, he regarded himself as an exiled immortal, and the blood of the real immortal flowed in his body. For a long time, he has never been afraid of anyone.

The voice fell.

The exiled immortal floated directly onto the stage, his figure was floating, his posture was agile, and he walked in the air. There was an indescribable sense of unrestrained and free, as if a real phoenix swooped down from the sky.

"I'm sorry!"

The exiled immortal spoke, with his hands behind his back.

"You'll know if you're offended or not after fighting!"

The country boy looked solemn, so he was still angry, but more importantly, he actually wanted to see what the legendary ancient freak king was like.

The exiled immortal stopped talking and stepped forward. Halfway through, he pinched his left hand and a huge divine bird appeared behind him. It was colorful and dazzling, and there was a wild charm.

If others' actions were blood-spurting and the ultimate pleasure of punching the flesh, then the exiled immortal was more like a painting, full of artistic sense, and every move exuded an unattainable aura.

Although he had rarely encountered an opponent along the way, except for the Ten Crown King who was praised as the Son of Heaven, the exiled immortal still did not despise the country boy. He had seen the other party take action before, but he could not see through it. The other party's true strength might not be weaker than his, so he used his ten evil treasures as soon as he took action, and wanted to suppress the other party with thunder.

"Come on!"

On the ring, Tu Wa Zi roared, and a huge blood and energy rose from his body. He was made of thick earth, which was rare in ancient times. He was naturally in harmony with the earth element in the air. Now that he has achieved the status of a god, his combat power has reached a higher level. He can fight across levels. He is not afraid of even the leader who has stepped half a foot into the realm of the Void Dao.

"Tu Come!"

Tu Wa Zi shouted in a low voice, and stretched out his hand forward, and the endless mountains in the distance suddenly shook violently.

The next moment

From those mountains, a series of mountain phantoms appeared, each of which was about the size of a fist, shattering the void, like stars surrounding Tu Wa Zi.

This is Tu Wa Zi's unique magical power combined with his own characteristics and the art of creation. Don't look at the small size of those mountain phantoms, but in fact each one weighs a lot, which is not much different from the weight of a real mountain. If all of them are smashed down, even the ancient freaks will suffer.

"Go!"

Tu Wa Zi swung his hand back, and the dense mountain phantoms lingering around him suddenly rushed towards the exiled immortal at a high speed like a spring.

This scene is terrible.

Because some of the mountain phantoms fell to the ground, they actually smashed a huge hole in the originally hard ground, and it was torn into pieces in an instant, forming an abyss with a radius of several thousand meters.

Some of the ancient immortals couldn't help but feel terrified.

They asked themselves, if those mountain phantoms hit them, they would probably turn into a pool of meat in an instant. It was too powerful, like a natural disaster, and human power could not resist it at all.

At this moment, they began to look at this strange young man.

They felt that this young man was not simple, and was beyond their imagination. No wonder he dared to challenge the exiled immortal.

The exiled immortal's expression was equally stern.

He did not mean to underestimate the country boy, but the power displayed by the other party still made him feel ups and downs in his heart.

"Cry!"

The exiled immortal floated in the void, and a bird cry that could penetrate the sky sounded in the void.

The next moment, a huge phoenix phantom suddenly rose into the air, with rippling light, and thousands of auspicious lights rushed out, as if it could tear the sky apart.

The phantom of the phoenix was thousands of meters in size, and its whole body was extremely dazzling. The huge wings were wrapped in rich flowing light and color to block the front of the exiled immortal's body, guarding against the phantoms of the mountains in the sky.

This is a move in the True Phoenix Treasure Technique, which has extremely strong defensive power after being performed. As long as the phantom of the sky phoenix does not dissipate, it can resist any attack.

But even so, under the bombardment of the mountain phantoms, it became weaker and weaker, and the giant shadow that looked real was also a little erratic.

Beside the two, countless large cracks in the void appeared, all of which were forcibly cracked by their energy.

"It's great!" Tuwazi roared, and he had never fought such a hearty and fierce battle, which made him feel that every cell was boiling violently.

He strode forward, and runes flashed all over the sky, and the phantom of the mountain seemed to be smashed like it was free.

In the end, although the exiled immortal successfully resisted, the phantom of the sky phoenix was completely disintegrated.

"I thought I had looked up to you enough, but I didn't expect that I still underestimated the heroes of the world in the end. You are really strong!"

The exiled immortal's hair was messy and looked a little embarrassed, but his eyes were clearer.

His aura changed, the divine fire was boiling, and the light was shrouding him. His aura, which was already terrifying, was raised a few points in an instant.

That was the immortal blood, which was ignited by the divine fire at this moment, making the exiled immortal even stronger.

"Boom!"

Then, he soared into the air, and then fell towards the earthen child like a cannonball.

The figure of the earthen child expanded dozens of times in an instant, like a giant, and his huge hands supported the exiled immortal.

On the ring, dust and smoke rolled in an instant...

"Has the winner been decided?"

Someone spoke, and his eyes kept looking at the ring covered by the rolling dust. He felt his heart surge. No matter who the final winner of this battle was, the young man who fought with the exiled immortal would be famous all over the world.

Looking at the time, except for the ten-time champion, it seems that no one has ever pushed the exiled immortal to that point.

Everyone didn't wait long.

Soon, the smoke and dust in the sky dissipated, and a figure in white clothes better than snow came into everyone's eyes.

He was a banished immortal who made it to the end.

Blood dripped from the corners of his mouth and his nose was bleeding, but he was still in good spirits and could continue to fight. The fate of Tuwazi looked quite miserable. His face was bruised and swollen, and even several of his front teeth were knocked out. As for his ribs, they were probably all broken, but he was not in danger of life. He just looked miserable, but he was still alive and kicking.

"As expected of the king among the ancient giants, he is really strong!"

Tuwazi did not hesitate at all and simply admitted that he was defeated. For him, defeat was defeat, and at most he could fight back next time.

As for the influence of Taoism.

That is absolutely impossible.

From childhood to adulthood, his face has long been like the Great Wall of Steel, and even the inner demons can hardly affect him.

What's more, Lord Liushen has taught them more than once that temporary victory and defeat are common in the military, and there is no need to worry too much. Whoever stands to the end will have the final say!

Although he thought he was strong enough, he was definitely not strong enough to defeat everyone. Apart from others, there were several people in the whole Liu Village who were stronger than him, such as Lin Hai and Gu Wazi.

The three of them had fought privately for more than ten times, and he was defeated miserably every time.

"I just won half a move by luck. If you had paid attention, the result of this battle might not have been determined yet!"

There was no joy on the face of the exiled immortal.

Because in theory, he won unfairly, and used the immortal blood at the last moment to forcibly increase his strength.

But now that he has stood on this stage, there is no such thing as failure, and the latter is also one of his methods.

Then, within the stipulated time, Ban Xian hurriedly sat down cross-legged, quickly recovered his strength, and even swallowed a whole treasure of medicine.

He had a feeling that the next battle might be difficult.

Because wherever you look, there are many evil eyes looking at you.

"You don't need to worry. I'll give you two hours to rest. I will challenge you then!"

A figure that looked like a god and a devil came forward, with black hair shawl and a tall figure. Every time he took a step, there would be a roar from the sky, which seemed to be cheering for him.

"By the way, my name is Gu Chen, from Xingchen!"

"It's begun, it's begun. I have already said that these people are in a group and will definitely not give up. Although the rules of the arena restrict this group of demon kings from attacking together, it actually also restricts the banishment of immortals. If he wants to If you continue to stand on it, you will inevitably face the bombardment of those big demon kings!"

The genius from the small force in Five Elements Continent whispered in a low voice, with a look of surprise, because he might have to witness history next.

"good!"

On the ring, Ban Xian was stunned for a moment, and then responded simply without being polite.

He is quick-witted and matures at a young age, so he naturally sees some clues, but this is a conspiracy and he has no way to refuse. Especially, if he wants to become a king in this life, he must defend it under the competition of countless geniuses. Arena.

And two hours were enough for him to return to his peak state.

Soon, the agreed time has arrived.

Gu Chen didn't hesitate at all and stepped onto the ring directly.

"Heaven...hegemonic blood!!!"

Gu Chen walked slowly over, his three thousand black hair dancing wildly, his body burning with purple-gold flames, and the sky was shaking.

With every step he took, the blood in his body would boil more and more.

The banished immortal looked solemn and felt a sense of oppression that he had never felt before.

But there was no time to think too much.

The figure that looked like a god and a devil had already rushed over, like a thunder.

"Boom!"

Exiled Immortal took action at the same time, and the two figures collided directly.

In an instant, it was like the most dazzling aurora erupting, gorgeous and dazzling, the bright light soared into the sky, endless runes rose, and the entire arena was in a sea of ​​light.

Many people were shocked and sighed.

Where is the collision? It was like two stars colliding. Without the protection of this arena, I am afraid they would not be able to withstand even the residual power.

"ah!"

The banished immortal let out a long roar, and he cried blood from the corner of his mouth, and his chest collapsed. The originally white robe of Shengxue was now stained with light golden blood, making him look quite miserable.

There were blood drops falling from the corner of Gu Chen's mouth, and one of his arms was broken, but the fighting spirit in his eyes became even higher.

He is the Cangtian Hegemon, and the blood of the Cangtian flows through his body. He will only become braver and more terrifying the more he fights. Moreover, he is now in the realm of gods. As long as the Cangxue blood in his body continues, he will be like a perpetual motion machine, even if he is injured. No matter how serious it is, it will always remain at its peak state.

"Come again!" Gu Chen yelled, and his broken arm returned to its original state in an instant.

Let me see if I can write another chapter? If it cannot be sent tonight, I will send it to everyone tomorrow.