Rebirth of the willow tree, creating the strongest tribe in the ages

Chapter 614: Loneliness will always exist here

Under the premise of extremely high fault tolerance, the foreign genius who was still wandering around was suddenly filled with indignation.

They all entered the ring with shouts, hoping to suppress the ten-crown champion, a human being who was so outspoken, and let him know what it means to truly know that there are mountains beyond the mountains, and there is a sky beyond the sky.

It doesn't matter if you can't defeat them alone, there are so many of them, even if you rely on the human sea tactics, you will still consume the opponent here.

It’s not like he’s going to die anyway, so just take the pain.

After all, if it's your turn to be lucky enough to suppress it, it can be considered a credit, and a reward is indispensable.

But soon.

It's just a cup of tea.

The foreign geniuses who rushed in were forcibly teleported out one by one, wailing, and fell from the air like dumplings.

All of them were in a state of disarray, falling and chewing mud, and their already torn bodies were even more shaky.

...

"You're riding a horse, who's sitting on my head? I haven't washed my butt in a few days... uh..."

Nearly.

Looking at a group of their own geniuses who entered and came out quickly, there was no obvious change in the expressions of a group of immortal kings who had lived for who knows how many years.

Secondly, and most importantly, the real freak in his domain has not yet made a move, and is still waiting and watching to gain insight into the weaknesses and shooting habits of this madman's disciple.

Not to mention it is the weakest human race among all races. Even other powerful races are far from being able to compare.
Naturally, if you want to practice the magical powers of the True Dragon, the leader of the Ten Evils, especially the True Dragon Holy Body, you must endure the heart-wrenching pain of physical forging and tempering. People who have an unusually strong will are not allowed to get started.

"You passed!"

Although this group of foreign geniuses cannot be completely killed, they must not be allowed to play a game of beating monsters and causing the fourth natural disaster.

Under the high pressure without the danger of death, this group of foreign prodigies who were originally bloodthirsty and determined to kill naturally let go of their hands and feet, wanting to kill the Ten Crown Champions.

Because he was punched out as soon as he entered, he lost all his combat power and was not even qualified to receive a second punch. Therefore, there could be no serious injuries, unless it was too bad and he was shattered by one punch.

I really don’t care.

After all, no one with a ruthless mind can cultivate the magical power of a true dragon!
Such a spiritual creature with a body that is unique in the world is favored by heaven and earth. When it was a baby, it could smash through the mountains blocking the road. Its body contained the power of heaven and earth. The completed true dragon holy body could even withstand the rolling thunder calamity.

A scolding sound that exuded a biting coldness and contained no trace of emotion suddenly sounded.

Some even had only one head left, rolling on the ground.

But under the suppression of absolute power, the so-called ruthlessness will only make them more miserable.

Not only can people outside see the scene inside, but he can also see the scene outside.

Otherwise, it's not shocking, and the experience value increases very little.

First of all, these old guys have been beaten by others, and it doesn't seem to be a big deal if the younger generation is pushed around.

If a group of people who inquire about the enemy's situation lose, they lose. They can't die anyway. Even if they are all completely suppressed, it doesn't really matter.

The injuries on the weaker ones didn't seem that serious. At most, their chests were collapsed and their legs and feet were broken.

Among the bustling crowd, the originally chaotic footsteps and discussions suddenly fell silent.

The crowd dispersed to both sides, like a trickle flowing around the boulders, forming a wide corridor.

As this voice fell.

It takes a certain amount of time to repair the injury, and it is not completed in an instant. Depending on the severity, it can take up to about half an hour.
This is what Jiang Huai did deliberately.

As for the strong ones, those who are about the same as Moko or slightly better than Moko, seem to be relatively more miserable.

On the vast ancient arena, the Ten-Crown King had his hands behind his back, his eyes were like an eagle, exuding a cold light, he looked out with eager eyes, and shouted provocatively.

Although the opponent looks extremely brave, with the aura of a tiger that can swallow up thousands of miles, and win every battle with a devastating attitude, but once the real freak in his domain ends up, it will definitely be reversed.

But pain must be experienced.

In the competition, the ten-time champion thinks he can't lose to anyone.

The next moment, a young man in black armor slowly walked out.

His whole body was stained with blood, and his body was covered with holes the size of a bowl. Plasma spurted out from the blood holes, and the blood was like a gushing column.

The opponent was the unlucky guy with only one head left. He fell from the air to the ground and rolled to the side uncontrollably, being used as a seat.

Each one of them seemed to be in a state of trance, with half-squinted eyes and an unfathomable, indifferent attitude.

It seems as if there is an invisible force quietly guiding the actions of the younger generation in a foreign land.

It should be noted that being ruthless requires hard power.

Pure ruthlessness cannot turn the tide of the war.

Among the pile of broken arms and remains, there was a genius from a foreign land who was cursing and making his seven orifices bleed with anger.

"If the so-called genius in Eryu has this kind of virtue, then I will be really disappointed!"

Furthermore.

Such a leisurely stroll!

Outside the ring, on the foreign land that seemed to be crawling with flesh and blood, looking around, there were endless wails and roars.

The figure's appearance was finally revealed.

The single horn on the top of the head shone with brilliant light, enveloping the entire horn. The top of the horn glowed coldly and gloomily, seeming to be condensed with endless power.

As for the black armor, it is inlaid with black gems that are three points darker than the treasure armor.

But even so, it still shines brightly, with some kind of special halo.

As the man's steps swayed slightly, the gem collided with the armor, making a dull sound.

It's not disordered, it's more like it's in line with the Tao. It's a very special Tao or magical power.

The man has a handsome face, a sense of rebelliousness, and a domineering attitude.

As the one-horned man walked out of the crowd.

Looking around, everyone looked at this slightly thin figure involuntarily, their eyes full of fear.

"It's actually Arashiyama!"

Someone exclaimed in a voice like the sound of a mosquito, with a horrified look on his face. He immediately recognized the man's identity.

These two words seemed to have some unimaginable power, causing many foreign geniuses to take a breath.

"Lan Shan, the former leader of the younger generation and now the eldest disciple of He Wushuang, one of the ancient ancestors, unexpectedly came over."

"Once this person takes action, it will be much easier than that arrogant person..."

A group of people were talking quietly.

Those immortal kings who hung high in the vast universe, like dry stones, as if they had been like this for eternity, finally had some changes, and they all looked in a certain direction.

there.

A vast ball of light sat cross-legged with its knees bent, surrounded by stars, and the aura of chaos flowed, erupting with incomparable blazing divine vastness, illuminating a corner of the dark universe like daylight.

Crane Wushuang.

In the past, he was the leader of the younger generation in a foreign land, and was the only disciple of Master Kundi. He achieved the realm of the Immortal King in less than a million years.

Although he is a junior, his strength is no weaker than these old guys.

Feeling the concerned looks cast by many immortal kings, He Wushuang slowly opened his eyes. For a moment, his eyes were bright, as if they could pierce the edge of this desolate universe. After nodding towards the group of immortal kings, , closed his eyes again.

……

"who are you?"

The Ten-Crown King put his hands behind his back, his blood-stained robes fluttering in the wind. He looked at Lanshan who slowly stepped into the ring and spoke with interest.

From the other party's body, he felt the long-lost pressure, even though it was very small, just a trace of it. But it is enough to show that the other party is by no means comparable to those before.

He also heard the discussion of the group of foreign geniuses.

"You are not qualified to know."

Lanshan looked indifferent, looking at the Ten-Crown King as if he were looking at a dead person.

"Forget it, I'm not interested in knowing the origins of a defeated general."

The Ten-Crown King still had a smile on his lips and looked at Lanshan. He could not see any anger, but the thin smile hanging at the corner of his mouth became colder.

"call out……"

Not enough words to speculate.

It was like a sharp blade shooting into the sky.

The ten-time champion moved directly.

He showed off wantonly, his messy hair flying, and he was extremely powerful. He made fist seals and rushed towards him, as if he were a real dragon alive.

As the fist swings, the void is torn apart, and an unimaginable momentum is gathering, oppressing, shaking everything, domineering and unparalleled, no longer hiding anything, and even more violent than before.

Lanshan's narrow eyes narrowed, and there was a bit of destructive ferocity in his fierce eyes, as well as a condescending disdain.

The moment the Ten-Crown King took action, it had already reacted. It also grasped a fist in its hand and moved with momentum. It was like a bolt of lightning piercing the sky. With endless power and power, it violently collided with the Ten-Crown King's fist. Together.

"boom!!!"

At that moment, it seemed as if the entire arena was trembling, and the air was filled with strong energy fluctuations, making people look sideways.

However, at the moment of the fight, Lanshan's expression changed instantly, and he took a hundred steps back uncontrollably.

On the other hand, the Ten-Crown King's figure was as stable as a rock and did not move at all. He just stood there quietly and allowed the energy fluctuations to rage around him.

"This……"

Outside the ring, everyone's expressions were stunned, shocked and horrified. They never dreamed that it would be such a result.

The eldest disciple of the Crane King, a famous freak genius in foreign lands today, is extremely powerful and is the nightmare of many young people. Now he was actually punched back hundreds of steps by the opponent, and he couldn't even control his body.

Although not defeated directly.

However, this is almost the same as losing directly.

It's hard to resist a punch, let alone the opponent's warm-up, and go all out.

The universe is desolate and the sea of ​​stars is silent.

A group of immortal kings finally showed strange looks on their faces.

They are naturally aware of Lanshan's strength.

Among the young generation from a foreign land, he is already ranked among the top six.

On the contrary, He Wushuang's face was as indifferent as usual, his eyes were closed tightly, and he didn't know where he was looking.

...

...

"Yes, I finally have a passable opponent. I won't show any mercy in the next duel. I hope you can catch my attack."

The eyes of the Ten-Crown King were like a deep cold pool, shining with a cold and sharp light, as if he could see through people's hearts and take it back from Lanshan who was retreating.

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a trace of imperceptible contempt, and said lightly.

The voice of the ten-time winner is full of confidence and domineering.

As he finished speaking, he slowly raised his arm again, his bronzed muscles tense as if they had been tempered for thousands of times, ready to take action again.

"Humph!"

Opposite him, Lanshan snorted coldly, his face uncertain, and he covered his aching left fist invisibly.

Although he looked indifferent on the face, Lanshan was already feeling huge waves in his heart.

Although it didn't use all its strength to punch that punch, it still used 70% to 80% of the strength, which was enough to knock the stars apart with one punch. But when it hit the opponent's fist, if it hadn't finally withdrawn its strength, the whole arm would have been shattered. explode.

"You didn't use all your strength, and neither did I. Only one person can stand on this stage, and it can only be me!"

Lanshan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Rich resentment gathered in the gloomy eyes.

Then he took a deep breath and quickly adjusted himself.

It is Lanshan, the eldest disciple of the ancient ancestor of the Crane King. He has practiced Taoism for hundreds of thousands of years, how could he be defeated?

I think back then, the ancestors killed those bastard ants in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths who cried for their fathers and mothers, and the area they killed was frightened by the news.

As a gust of wind roared by.

The ten-crown champion's attack has come like thunder.

Lanshan roared and charged forward.

The figures of the two people intertwined in the sky, blooming with dazzling light, like two suns colliding together.

"Buzz!"

Lanshan was completely violent and fell into a state of madness. His body was surging like a huge wave swept by the strong wind. The horn on his head seemed to have come to life, and it shot out dazzling rays of electricity, piercing the sky. , killing the Ten-Crown King, the electric light contained endless violence and power, as if it was going to swallow up the entire world, making it impossible for people to look directly at it.

"As expected of Arashiyama, he is really strong!"

Some foreign geniuses pursed their lips and felt their scalps numb.

Although everyone is in the same group, there is also competition among each other.

Moreover, competition is extremely fierce.

...

Willow Village.

Jiang Huai slowly withdrew his gaze and stopped paying attention to the competition in the ring.

Lanshan's strength is certainly good and very powerful, especially the horn on his head, which is surrounded by the power of law. It can be regarded as an innate killer weapon, but when facing the Ten Crowns, it is a bit inferior.

Even if they practice step by step, the Ten Crown Champions have the assets of a giant.

"Ok?"

At this time, Jiang Huai raised his eyebrows and looked somewhere if he felt something.

Then, there was no sign.

His figure disappeared directly into the back mountain and came to where he could see it.

As soon as you enter here, you feel as if you have arrived at the edge of the universe. It is silent and lifeless.

In the distance, there are large areas covered with snow, exuding the meaning of snow, but they are not falling snow, but densely packed bones piled together, forming one unimaginable towering bone mountain after another.

Every bone is pale and dry, as if telling endless sorrow and despair. Under the erosion of the long years, these broken bones have long lost their former vitality and vitality, leaving only the cold touch and dazzling white color.

Looking around,

In the deepest part of the bone mountain, a huge spine stands there. The surface is covered with traces of time and uneven, but it also exudes a heart-stopping majesty.

That is the bone of the ultimate Immortal King.

The past was forcibly removed from the body and inserted here.

In addition to the endless Gushan Mountain, there are also bloody lakes one after another, also connected to the sky and densely packed.

This is the deepest part of the fairyland, where loneliness exists forever.

(End of this chapter)