Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1043 Lingxiao Temple, Battle Stage Begins!
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In the depths of the starry sky, white mist emerged.

The pure white and flawless mist, hazy and misty, enveloped the galaxy, drowning one after another nebula.

Compared with the majestic power of the demon tower when it descended, the white mist came abruptly, and it seemed to have existed since ancient times, floating in the universe, with a kind of aura beyond the dust.

"Fairy fog!"

A strange look appeared in He Laosan's eyes, and then he said coldly: "A group of lunatics."

Needless to say, Su Qinian also understood that the last one to come was the legendary fairy clan.

Compared with other races, in Su Qinian's cognition, the entanglement between immortals and human races is the deepest. Not to mention the mysterious land, the Taoist lineage originated from immortals. In the long history of ancient China, there are traces left by immortals everywhere. Taoism is even known as the state religion, and it is spread all over famous mountains and rivers.

The fairy mist is pervasive, coming from the depths of the starry sky, an ancient palace is looming in the fairy mist, the fairy light is bright and shining, illuminating hundreds of millions of miles, there is a charm that surpasses all living beings and all things.

"Ling! Xiao! Hall!"

This time, it was Sword Emperor Tongming who stood before the supreme kings on the Indestructible Dragon Boat.

At this time, the supreme sword emperor raised his sword eyebrows slightly, and his vicissitudes of life showed a bit of memory. Obviously, even he did not expect that the fairy clan actually invited the Lingxiao Palace this time.

The spears of the heavens, the palace of Lingxiao, the gods in the palm of Suiren...

This has been handed down since the end of modern times. The vast starry sky may not be remembered by many people, but in Jiandi Tongming's view, no matter whether people remember it or not, what should exist will not be annihilated, and will not be annihilated. Forever.

Huangquan Ghost Ship, Nine Nether Snakes, Ancient God Corpse, Spirit God Ancestral Vine, Demon Tower, Demonic Black Lotus, Lingxiao Palace!

The final arrival of the seven clans, carrying the treasure enough to suppress the luck of a clan, descended on the starry sky of the human world.

There is no air in the universe, the aura is chaotic, and it has natural strangling power. Only practitioners at the ground breaking level and above can survive in it, and as time goes by, the human race who came to this starry sky is getting more and more powerful. Many, I'm afraid there are already more than a million, surrounded by the Indestructible Dragon Boat, many people look solemn, especially some old and powerful people, smelling a more depressing atmosphere than a thousand years ago, but it is necessary to restart the starry sky battle platform Yes, because some senior masters fought for the Xinghai for the human race, and were eventually captured by mistake. They couldn't help their own life and death. They suffered so much in the alien prison. Now that they have a chance to be rescued, they can't let it go.

"It was a big battle."

He Laosan curled his lips, but his eyes were very serious. The seven clans came together and exchanged prisoners. At such a juncture, it has to be thought-provoking.

Battle King Qi Qing took a deep look at the Yellow Spring Ghost Ship and the Nine Nether Snakes in the distance. Obviously, the bottom line of these two clans is not high. Agreed, if it is said that the hundreds of races are really intimate and there is no gap, even the human race would not be able to survive the ancient times, there is something intriguing about it.

"Starry Sky Battlefield, please!"

Boom!
On the Immortal Dragon Boat, the King of War Qi Tian roared loudly and beat the Immortal War Drum. The sound of battle shook the starry sky, drawing the fighting blood of the human race, arousing the most intense fighting spirit.

Rumble!
Immediately afterwards, the starry sky distorted, a dark starry sky between the eight clans, a huge battle platform, wrapped in the vicissitudes of life and ancient atmosphere, as if it had been sleeping for a long time, it appeared from the virtual to the real.

Star battle platform!

Su Qinian's eyes were fixed. At this moment, he could only feel the agitation of the blood of the human race, and even the name of the supreme battle was throbbing. There were signs of recovery. Looking at the starry sky in the distance, there was a huge battle platform, simple and unpretentious , is gray stone, mottled and covered with holes for swords, guns, swords, axes and whips, and can have a radius of nearly a hundred miles. According to Qi Qing, this ancient battle platform is enough to carry any huge physique to fight on it. It is difficult for the supreme power to destroy it even if it is a duel. It has a history of more than two epochs, and it is the same age as the vast starry sky.

"Which family?" At this moment, the sword emperor's bright eyes were peaceful, he paused, and said lightly, "come first."

As the great emperor of the human race, Sword Emperor Tongming can be more than [-] feet tall, and his battle body, which is larger than the stars, stands on the immortal dragon boat. It is like a huge emperor sword, with its supreme edge stirring the bullfighting and dimming the stars.

"brightly lit!"

But seeing the high-energy ancestral vine with hundreds of millions of miles, a terrifying voice resounded, accompanied by the singing of the sacred light, the heaven floating on the top of the vine, hundreds of millions of light rained down, like holy feathers, a round The golden portal, engraved with tens of thousands of sacred runes, opened towards both sides at this moment, and a majestic and sacred figure, over ten thousand feet high, accompanied by eight pairs of sacred wings, suddenly opened towards both sides.

boom!
There was a storm of holy light in the starry sky, the sacred breath surged like a sea of ​​stars, and the terrifying breath swept across. Millions of miles away, a cluster of stars with dozens of stars exploded, and the fragments of the stars shot out like a grand explosion. The meteor shower is like a piece of gorgeous fireworks.

Countless human race powerhouses trembled. There is no doubt that this is a terrifying god race powerhouse. A saint's tone was dry, and he took a deep breath and said, "God Emperor Qingming!"

God Emperor Qingming!

With the sound of these four words, the starry sky was silent, and many people were swaying. It was actually a god emperor who came in person. Looking at the vast starry sky, how many supreme emperors can there be? In the highest realm, if the emperor does not come out, the emperor is the strongest.

In fact, looking at the vast starry sky, among the hundreds of clans in the heavens, not every clan can have an emperor born in every era, so in many cases, the emperor is enough to support a powerful clan.

In the eyes of many elders of the human race, the reason why the two clans of the ghost and the underworld were able to invite the five clans was largely due to the birth of emperors from both clans in this era.

God Emperor Qingming was a strong man from the God Clan in the same period as Sword Emperor Tongming. He entered the Holy Ban almost at the same time, then became the King of the Holy Ban, and reached the Ancestral Ban. Later, the two became holy almost at the same time. The time to enter the Supreme Realm is only a year apart. Before entering the Supreme Realm, the two fought many times, winning and losing each other. On the contrary, after entering the Supreme Realm, due to many scruples, the number of fights was very small Not much.

"Pudi Realm, [-] people!"

In front of the gate of heaven, following God Emperor Qingming, there is also a God King, with seven pairs of wings stretched out, like wings covering the sky, the holy light is like a sea, and the king's aura shakes the starry sky. The Divine Ancestor Vine swayed, and a branch hung down for millions of miles. There was a cage of holy light hanging on it. It grew among the milky white leaves and was covered with sacred runes. It was only a few miles in size, and it was filled with people who were as small as ants. His figure was weak and scarred.

"My son!"

"Jingyuan town soldiers!"

"Brother" "My apprentice!"

……

After a while, there were many exclamations in the starry sky. They were all young human masters whose lifespan was only a thousand years old, and those who could live to be exchanged were within a thousand years, or even five hundred years old. A prisoner of war who was imprisoned in the Protoss. At this moment, many people shed tears. They thought they would never see each other again. Life and death were separated. They never thought that there would be a day of goodbye. As long as they are alive, there is nothing more joyful than this moment .

Open up the land, [-] people!
Su Qinian's eyes were like torches. In the cage of the holy light, there were many young faces. Perhaps they had just been captured for less than a hundred years. All of them were sluggish and their eyes were dull. It was obvious that Su Qinian had suffered enormous torment. I was told that most of these prisoners of war would try to subdue their spirits, and those who were proficient in spiritual methods would target them to obtain the mastered tactics and many secret techniques, and even some anecdotes. Not only alien races, but human races also have such means. There is no such thing as good or evil, it is just a practice evolved and formed by various clans in endless years of fighting.

The same is true for the exchange of prisoners of war. There is no fixed time limit. Those who can go through a long period of suffering without collapse will often burst out with huge potential for cultivation after returning, and will advance by leaps and bounds in a short period of time, reaching an astonishing level.

"The rules remain the same."

On the Indestructible Dragon Boat, Sword Emperor Tongming spoke calmly, and he didn't feel any emotional fluctuations because of the arrival of his old opponent.

"Little Junior Brother."

In the corner of the starry sky, He Laosan looked at Su Qinian and said solemnly: "This match is yours."

Qi Qing also lowered his gaze. The rules of the starry sky battle arena, which level of prisoners of war are exchanged, can only be confronted by masters of the two clans at that level. The time limit is one day, and the clan that survives the most games can win the prisoners of war... Life and death unlimited.

At this moment, even Leng Feng looked at Su Qinian, and looked at the vast starry sky. More than [-]% of the real young masters have reached the Open Heaven Realm. Generally speaking, those who come from the mysterious and yellow land and make up for the lack of Dao are the odd numbers among them. They are in the fifth step of the land creation state. In the clan, I am afraid that it would be very difficult to even find an opponent who could be evenly matched.

Soon, a large dark golden net hung from the Indestructible Dragon Boat, and there were nearly [-] protoss struggling in it, not much better than the humans in the holy light cage. Some of them even broke the wings of the gods on their backs. His face was full of horror and hesitation.

"Protoss Gachi!"

In front of the gate of heaven, under the feet of God Emperor Qingming, four pairs of god wings spread out, like a bolt of lightning, shuttled through the starry sky, faster than a meteor, but within a few breaths, he tore through the void and landed in the starry sky. on stage.

Master!

Many human masters focused their gazes. It was not because of the high cultivation level of the descending gods. The exchange of prisoners of war in the land-opening state could only be done by a strong man in the land-opening state, but because the other party had just landed. Generally speaking, only the great powers of the Opening Heaven Realm have the power to tear apart the starry sky. (Genuine subscription is the biggest support for Shibu!)
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