Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1805 The Ninth Arena, I Choose Spiritual Killing! (seeking subscription)

The black mist collapsed.

The whole body of the sacred ancient dragon is cast like red gold, and it blooms with infinite maha light.

All ominous and abnormal things are expelled, the real evil is not invaded, all evil is hard to come by, this kind of light is too blazing, even across the arena of gods and demons, it still stabs many strong people from various clans on the shepherd planet to tears , especially some creatures of the dark race, screamed again and again, but there was no abnormality in the whole body, but some supreme creatures found that their dark souls were burned.

This moved many supreme powerhouses. The Jiuqu Pluto said that the emperors could not interfere, and it was by no means just talking. Wei Li was still transmitted through the arena.

"Mingzi!"

At this moment, Jiuqu Pluto's face was ashen, even the Wraith Reincarnation couldn't suppress the young Suotian Saint King, but once the arena of gods and demons opened, their four clans could not interfere, and could only wait for the dust to settle.

The top of the mountain.

The sacred dragon derived from Su Qinian's battle soul overlooked the arena. In the black mist that collapsed, the figure belonging to the son of the ghost reappeared. He staggered backwards and fell out. The ghost was melting at a speed visible to the naked eye, seemingly irreversible, but He didn't show any pain, but a look of relief appeared on his face.

The sacred dragon collapsed, and Su Qinian's fighting spirit reappeared. He looked forward calmly and said, "You are very strong, and you are the strongest person I have encountered since my debut. If I want to resist the environment, it is only a number of five or five."

"Use my sharp edge to attack the opponent's bluntness, and I have already lost."

At this time, the young Nether King was straightforward and shook his head: "It is the greatest honor to be able to fight with you in the same situation. You have your chance, and I have my good fortune. On the way of cultivation, the weak ask about cause and effect. The strong will see the ending, but unfortunately I won’t be able to see the next one, how many seats can you go to in this arena of gods and demons.”

After a pause, the Son of Nether finally sighed: "Unfortunately, you are not from my Hades."

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At the same time as the voice fell, immeasurable light bloomed in his dissipated wraith, a piercing light dragon, surrounded by sacred flames, accompanied by the torrential and majestic dragon chant, broke out and entangled his remnant soul , twisted into nothingness in an instant, and at the last moment, a hazy phantom waved lightly towards the front, as if saying goodbye to everyone outside the arena.

"Master Nether Son!"

On Muling Planet, at this moment, there were many Hades mourning. For the bloodthirsty Hades who have been with the Styx all year round, such emotions are a bit rare, but because of this, it can be seen that this son of the netherworld is the leader of all the Hades. The position in the heart, even many Mingzu supremes, all reveal a bit of hidden grief. As the adopted son of the Emperor of the Hades, the young son of the Nether has a detached status, and he is also the least bloodthirsty among the younger generation of the Mingzu. Many of the defeated opponents left behind their lives. This is contrary to the practice of the Ming clan devouring the ghosts of the defeated. On both sides of the river, many Hades remembered this prince who was not a prince, giving darkness and death The densely covered Nine Nether Underworld brought a somewhat different brilliance.

Many Mingzu Supremes once asserted that if this person could be more ruthless, he would definitely be stronger than he is now, but from now on, they will never see that day again.

"It's rare, there are such people in the Ming clan." Zhan Wang Qitian rarely taunted Jiuqu Pluto, "If such a person has an afterlife, come to our human race and try the hottest battle blood."

Jiuqu Pluto's face became more and more cold, he ignored the king of war Qitian, the arena of gods and demons is not only that simple, one is more difficult to defend, as the ring master, Jiuqu Pluto remembers the one who sent him to the arena of gods and demons once said , even in ancient times, there were very few champions who could survive the four arenas.

On the top of the sacred mountain, as the soul of the Nether Son flew away, Su Qinian felt the quiet spirit return again, the fighting spirit entered his body, and the spirit and spirit were united. He returned to the peak state again. The next moment, he looked towards the edge of the cliff, belonging to The body and eucalyptus of the young Nether Holy King, as a contemporary, this is a formidable opponent. If they are in the same situation, they may not be weaker than him. The harvest is not small, but it is a pity that such an opponent is difficult to reproduce, and this arena of gods and demons does not accept coexistence.

Before he could make a move, on the edge of the cliff, the body and halberd belonging to the Nether Son were swept away by an invisible mighty force, and disappeared like a weathered dry stone, as if washed away by a long river of time for hundreds of millions of years.

Su Qi Nian Lingshen, the secret treasure of the kingdom of the gods, is truly terrifying. Once it falls, everything will be erased, and nothing will remain in the world.

Taking a deep breath, he calmed down his thoughts. He descended from the other end of the sacred mountain and defended the first arena of gods and demons. Next, there should be seven more, and seven powerful young experts from the four races are waiting Looking at him, he lost an opponent who might be strong enough in the future. Although Su Qinian regretted it in his heart, it was nothing more than that. There were some grievances and grievances between the human race and the alien races of the heavens, which were difficult to resolve after all. The doomed enemy, he could only fight with the greatest strength. Defeat and kill them with the utmost respect, and the curtain ends in the utmost splendor.

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Suddenly, Jiuqu Pluto frowned slightly, because since Su Qinian walked down the sacred mountain where the first arena of gods and demons was located, his figure was no longer reflected in the sky, which seemed a bit abnormal, because since the last challenger After the player enters the arena, all the changes in the arena will be concentrated on the ring master. The one from the kingdom of the gods seems to have not mentioned that such changes will occur. Is there something concealed, or is this paragraph too plain? The alone time left for the challenger.

At the foot of the other end of the sacred mountain, which was invisible to everyone, Su Qinian saw a figure that surprised him.

"Long time no see." The young man was dressed in green, standing in front of a spiritual stream, with a smile on his lips.

"It's you!" Su Qinian's tone was slightly condensed, "Why are you here?"

Su Qinian did not expect to meet this old man in this arena of gods and demons under such circumstances. Speaking of which, the three of them came to this world together, and each inherited a third of the time. Heart, this person is in charge of time and space taboos, which is much higher than the starting point established by him and Liu Qingchan, and later proved this point, this person has always been calculating, unpredictable, It seems that there is something hidden that they can't understand, and the cultivation base is so advanced that it always exceeds their imagination, and it seems that they have never been left behind by them.

"I'm not here, how could this calamity be wonderful." The young man in green clothes said in a playful tone, "On the road to immortality, there must be more exciting things to live up to the mortal world of this world, what do you think?"

"What the hell are you trying to do!"

Su Qinian's eyes became colder, he felt that this person was a shit-stirring stick, wherever there was wind and rain, there was his figure, he seemed to be more attached to him, if he didn't pay attention, he would pop up, he was not safe at all.Just like his previous life, the adventurous spirit possessed by him to become the world-recognized mercenary king is beyond ordinary people's imagination.

To be more specific, equate to a madman.

"What do I want to do?" The king of mercenaries, who looked like a young man, smiled lightly, "I want to become a fairy, and be as happy as heaven."

"It's not funny at all." Su Qinian said coldly.

"So, you and I are not on the same road yet," the young man in Tsing Yi waved his hand, then turned around and walked forward, "I'll be waiting for you at the ninth arena, I hope you can walk in front of me, maybe then, I can clear up your doubts One or two."

The ninth arena of gods and demons?

Su Qinian raised his eyebrows, and then shot without hesitation. His body was like a dragon, and the clear light and rain flowed under his feet. Even in this mysterious arena, he turned into an aurora. The young mercenary king's shoulders sank into nothingness, and a rain of light that was also clear collapsed in his palm.

"Incarnation of time and space!" Su Qinian stared. Has this person's comprehension of the taboos of time and space reached this point?
Right now, the calamity from the four races is changing again. In this world, there are very few strong men of the same generation who can't see through his current cultivation level, but this one always occupies one of them. He doesn't understand. Why is one obsessed with becoming an immortal? Over the years, he can also see that this one is not joking.

Is it just to become a fairy clan?I'm afraid it's not that simple, as far as Su Qinian knows, the immortals are just stealers, so what are the real immortals?This is another unsolved mystery.

After half a stick of incense, when Su Qinian stood at the foot of the second sacred mountain again, his figure reappeared above the desolate prairie, Jiuqu Pluto heaved a sigh of relief, now it is not time to delve into what happened in the half stick of incense Time, because in the future, if even that one is defeated, his Ming clan will lose most of the opportunities in this era and the early years of this troubled world.

Su Qinian's footsteps were very fast. After meeting the young man in Tsing Yi, his fighting spirit became more and more intense. No matter what happened in the past, that person was indeed a formidable opponent. When he was in the land of Xuanhuang, he had always He wants to see how strong that one is, but he has not been able to do so. Now, he wants to set foot on the ninth arena of gods and demons as soon as possible.

But half a day later, he climbed to the top of the second sacred mountain and stepped into the second arena of gods and demons.

He saw a somewhat languid young man from the Ming tribe in a gray armor. He looked like he was younger than him, but the aura that permeated his body was indeed a strong man at the quasi-king level.

He was younger than when he stepped into the Supreme Realm, but he had never heard of it. The hidden things of the various races were beyond the reach of ordinary people.

At this moment, the somewhat lazy young quasi-king of the Ming clan, with black hair like ink fluttering lightly, looked at Su Qinian, and said weakly: "The Nether has fallen, your battle spirit is too strong, I choose to kill with spirit."

An invisible mighty force swept across again, and Su Qinian's energy fell silent again, and a strange look appeared in his eyes. Such a choice was indeed beyond his expectation. (Please subscribe, thank you for your subscription and reward!)
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