Martial Saint!

Hearing this, countless trialists hesitated and struggled.

The only way out is death.

In this extreme chaotic death battle, if you don't have the strength to surpass all the heroes, even if you are very strong, you may die in the chaos.

In the encounter, one of the two sides chose a life-and-death battle, which is a life-and-death battle.

Of course, the two sides with no grudges will definitely choose "superiority".

I'm afraid that some murderers will choose to fight to the death when they see someone.

The spirit of the water palace said: [You can think about it carefully. The trial will start in an hour! ]

As time passed, a large number of trialists began to withdraw.

920,000, 910,000, 890,000...

In the end, only 490,000 trialists chose to persist.

The spirit of the water palace was not surprised by this. It said to itself: "Compared with other gods, my master's trial is already the mildest."

In the square.

Lu Chenzhou looked around. There were more than a hundred people from the Daxia human race.

There were martial artists, fighters, and Posuo heart cultivators, all of whom were at the third level of cultivation.

However, there was no one he was familiar with.

Those he knew either had poor talent and retired early, or had good talent and had already achieved enlightenment and left.

Therefore, the remaining people were older and had exhausted their potential. Many of them were not far from death, and just wanted to give it a try.

He looked around the list of the human race in the Xia Realm, but did not find the Hand of Destruction.

He clearly remembered that this old Deng did not achieve enlightenment, and it seemed that he was afraid of death and quietly withdrew from the competition.

"You ran so fast."

...

The battlefield of all spirits.

This is a continent located in a dark void, with green mountains and green waters, flowing water and people's homes.

The edge of the continent is nothingness.

If you look at it from the perspective of the Supreme God, it is like a giant scroll slowly unfolding.

490,000 trialists floated in the outer space of the continent, their eyes shocked:

"Could this Wanling battlefield also be a divine weapon?"

"It's possible. Everything in this water palace is extraordinary."

The voice of Xiantian Shuiling sounded: [This is the "Wanli Rivers and Mountains Scroll", which is a small world in itself. This trial is limited to 100 days. If the final list of 19,000 people has not been decided within 100 days, the "Wanli Rivers and Mountains Scroll" will be slowly withdrawn, and everyone's battlefield will continue to shrink. In the end, everyone will appear in the central area of ​​the scroll for the final big fight! ]

The 490,000 trialists turned into meteors and threw into the "Wanli Rivers and Mountains Scroll", like a handful of sand thrown into the lake.

...

In an ordinary small mountain village, the smoke from cooking was faint.

Lu Chenzhou opened his eyes, and a group of men, women, old and young in linen clothes gathered around him, pointing and talking curiously, as if he had come to the ancient times of Daxia.

With the water palace token, he could understand the words of these mortals.

"Is this the meteor? There's actually a person inside."

"He's so strong, his arms are thicker than my thighs."

"I like this kind of thing. Could it be that he came from the barbarian country in the north?"

"This set of armor must cost a lot of money."

Lu Chenzhou looked at himself dressed like an ancient general, and he was indeed perfectly integrated.

Suddenly, the ancient sword warning in his mind sounded, and he slapped the ground with his palm, his body shook, twisted his waist and flashed, and he flashed ten feet away.

Boom! Thunder struck down from the sky, lightning splashed, and after the flash of lightning, bursts of green smoke rose to the sky.

Lu Chenzhou looked at the piles of burnt black ashes in front of him, with only a few human shapes left, his brows slightly locked, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

A figure wearing a purple robe, with a face as translucent as a jellyfish and purple tentacles fluttering, walked over, like the arrival of the god of thunder.

He clapped his hands and laughed, "As expected of the number one prodigy in Xia Realm, you react quickly. My name is Leiman, your gravedigger!"

Leiman is a prodigy of the Purple Bearded Human Race, with the strength of the peak of the third realm, and a good understanding.

Among the trialers of their civilization, he is enough to rank in the top 30.

It could have successfully realized the truth and advanced to the next level.

But it didn't. It and more than 30 other Purple Bearded Human Races with strength above the late third realm stayed behind to hunt Lu Chenzhou.

It knew that it might miss the opportunity and even die.

But it was its honor to make the Purple Bearded Human Race the master of the Water Palace and let the Purple Thunder Empire surpass the three thousand worlds.

[You have been marked by Leiman with a death battle order. You can only leave after the victory or defeat. ]

Lu Chenzhou drew out his spear, and the spirit of the King of Martial Arts behind him surged into the sky, riding a black tiger and holding a white phoenix in his arms.

"Why do we have to implicate those mortals in our duel?"

"Do you know them?"

"No."

"That's it, they are just a group of mortals."

Lu Chenzhou stopped talking and sighed in his heart.

From a glimpse of the leopard, it seems that the God Court lost to the stars, and it was not unfair.

At least, the stars will pretend to give blessings to mortals, and plunder their faith and raise them.

If the God Court has a better attitude towards mortals, would it be more difficult for the gods of the stars to collect faith?

For example, in the Xia Realm, the sect has been in existence for so long, but it is still not a climate, and missionary work is as difficult as ascending to heaven, so they can only launch brutal wars.

In Daxia, although martial artists have privileges, most martial artists know that they do not produce, and it is the mortals who form the cornerstone of everything.

So when Sucheng encounters a crisis, martial artists will have a natural sense of mission to protect mortals.

Before breaking the shackles, you and I are all mortals, there is no difference.

Mortals are the soil for the survival of martial arts!

The murderous intention suddenly aroused, Lu Chenzhou jumped up, like a ray of light piercing the sky, so fast that Lehman's eyes trembled.

"Thunder python strangles!" Boom! Between heaven and earth, the power of thunder emerged crazily.

Endless lightning filled Leman's body, and the chains turned into giant pythons and strangled him away.

Lu Chenzhou combined his men and guns into one and rushed straight through the blockade of the thunder chain.

With a stab of the spear, the mysterious world is surrounded.

After a flash, he cut through the sky and landed on the ground, with green smoke rising from his body, the smell of burning, and the crackling sound of electricity.

He endured the burning of the electric current, his eyes were like the god of death, staring at the dying Lehman, swallowing a gray death energy into his belly.

Lehman's body fell into two parts, his noble purple blood flowing on the ground, his eyes gradually lost their luster: "How is it possible..."

Thunder Python Strangulation is the four-star thunder tactic of the Purple Beard Human Clan, which is comparable to Da Xia's superior magical skill.

And he has practiced it to perfection, and can even use the power of thunder and lightning.

Under the four realms, no one should be able to challenge...

Confused, Lehman died.

Lu Chenzhou turned around and left, thinking to himself: "Thunder? It's just my usual tool for body tempering."

Among all the gods, the one he is least afraid of is the purple-bearded humans who control the thunder.

He was very fortunate that before coming to Shui Mansion, he had obtained the "Five Thunder Vajra Treasure Scroll" and relied on the thunder to temper his body, and successfully developed the Great Perfection Body.

To fight against the gods, one must be physically strong enough, otherwise the armor will not be able to defend against the all-pervasive thunder attacks.

In addition, he also has a thunderous treasure energy that is of a quasi-earth grade.

The combination of the two makes his thunder resistance unmatched by even most martial arts masters.

Facing the purple-bearded human race, they will naturally be crushed!

[You have completed the life and death battle, and there are 489,900 people left]

After the mark was lifted, Lu Chenzhou looked at the small mountain village and left calmly.

After having more contact with these gods, he became more convinced of a truth.

"If Xia Jie cannot win this water palace trial, letting these gods dominate the three thousand worlds will not be much better than being ruled by evil gods."

…

Somewhere in the void.

Xiantian Shuiling was also very disappointed.

"Sure enough, after the Great Wasteland was destroyed for so long, these descendants of the gods are still the same... without any progress."

Its owner, the God Zuoyu, doesn't like the god behind the purple-bearded human race [Osawa Thunder God], who is too domineering and egotistical.

Similarly, there is [Bifang Fire God], who often brings disasters to mortals.

At first, Zuo Yu would interfere, just like he did during the battle with Qi Heng.

Later, Zuo Yu was already powerless.

Because, He is a god, He has his own class, and He cannot completely stand on the side of mortals and Qi refiners.

Regarding this, Xiantian Shuiling could only sigh:

"The Red Giant God did not set the fire world in the world of gods with eight realms, but in several mortal worlds. It is indeed a wise move. If the task of rebuilding the new sky is given to the gods, the three thousand worlds will There is no hope at all... It’s just repeating the old path of the wilderness, it’s not as good as the mortals.”

…

30 days after the trial begins.

Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, there are still 180,000 people left.

The vast majority of people left Shuifu Mansion through a showdown.

There are also some madmen, or those with grievances, who kill like crazy and blood flows like rivers.

Massacres of villages and towns also happened from time to time.

The innate water spirit was observing from God's perspective silently and did not intervene to stop it.

But it clearly has a balance in its heart.

…

This day.

In a dark and humid cave, more than two hundred strong men from the Shadow Killing Clan with the strength of the third realm gathered here for a meeting, with sad faces.

The Shadow Killer Clan entered Shui Mansion to assassinate Lu Chenzhou.

All of them gave up on enlightenment and took the initiative to join the battlefield of all spirits.

After all, if there was no way to take Lu Chenzhou out, they would still be greeted by death.

In the past month, they also gathered in small groups, searched like a dragnet, and carried out some sporadic assassination operations against Lu Chenzhou.

Unfortunately, every time they failed, they realized that they could not go on like this.

Suddenly, a thin woman from the Shadow Kill tribe smiled and said:

"King, I have an idea."

"explain."

"We can capture all the remaining martial arts masters in the Xia Realm alive, set traps, and wait for Lu Chenzhou to rescue them."

"He's not stupid either. He can definitely see that this is a trap and he won't come."

"With the character of Xia Jie's martial arts master, he might come... let's give it a try. Anyway, if he doesn't come, we won't lose anything."

"This is the only way. This is a conspiracy. It depends on whether Lu Chenzhou will put himself in danger for his compatriots."

…

at the same time.

Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, the northern border.

The capital of the Barbarian Kingdom, Tuka City.

More than forty figures wearing gorgeous red feathers landed on the top of the palace, with cold and arrogant expressions.

The leader is a member of the Red Feather Tribe who is at the pinnacle of the Three Realms.

His name is Fang Ting, Sequence 250. He is the captain of the Divine Flame Guards beside Fang Bifan. He is a six-star protoss who understands the law of fire and masters the five-star flame warfare method.

Fang Ting once defeated a demon king of the four realms in Hongze with ten moves, and it became a good story in the Shuifu Mansion.

Following the orders of the young master, he deliberately stayed in Shui Mansion in order to get rid of Lu Chenzhou in the chaotic fighting.

However, the battlefield of all spirits is too big.

Their escort team was too small. After searching for a month, they found no trace of Lu Chenzhou.

There are two powerful countries in this world.

One is the Barbarian Kingdom in the north, and the other is the Chu Kingdom in the south.

He plans to control the rulers of the two countries and use the power of all mortals to find and kill Lu Chenzhou.

Now, the Chu Kingdom has been controlled by the Purple Bearded Human Race. Fang Ting does not want to go to war with the God Race for the time being, so he came to the Barbarian Kingdom.

The two major God Races have also reached an alliance that they will not go to war with each other before dealing with Lu Chenzhou.

Not long after, a tall Barbarian old man wearing animal skins and a crown walked out of the palace and looked at the red-feathered god who looked like a god.

During this period, as the ruler of the country, the old man naturally heard about the bloody storm in the outside world.

A month ago, countless "extraterritorial demons" fell from the sky and fought and killed each other.

Any one of them can destroy a mortal kingdom, and one person can resist thousands of troops!

When gods fight, mortals suffer.

Fang Ting said calmly in an unquestionable tone: "I want to borrow your country's power, and use the power of the whole people to find a great enemy for me."

The old man's face changed slightly: "Who?"

Soon after, a portrait of Lu Chenzhou was posted on the city gate.

...

After leaving the small mountain village.

Lu Chenzhou went all the way south and killed hundreds of ignorant trialists.

At the Tongtian River level, the people who were most malicious to him were the Red Feather Clan, the Purple Beard Clan, and the Shadow Killer Clan.

He included these three races in his must-kill list.

There was a huge city towering in front of him.

Teams of Chu soldiers were leaving the city with busy and tired looks, and the soldiers were chatting.

"When will these gods leave?"

"I haven't slept for three days."

"How can we ordinary people find a god?"

"Shh, keep your voice down. These gods have sharp ears. Our king just complained behind his back and was punished by the so-called "thunder."

Suddenly, the soldiers looked at Lu Chenzhou passing by and were shocked.

"Isn't this the man in the portrait?"

"He, he actually came here by himself?"

"How terrifying is he that makes those gods who control thunder feel like they are facing a great enemy."

Outside the city, two miles away.

Lu Chenzhou appeared on the horizon with a spear on his back.

He inserted the spear aside, stood with his arms folded, looked forward, and waited quietly.

Behind him, the mortal army surrounded him from a distance, but did not dare to go up and take action.

There was no other reason. The invisible domineering aura emitted by Lu Chenzhou could suppress the area within a radius of about a mile. Ordinary people would fall to the ground and faint when they entered.

Crack, crack———In the sky, dark clouds gathered, and electric snakes flowed wildly.

Figures fell on the city wall one after another, all of them were at the late stage of the third realm and the peak strength, a total of 18 people.

They were wearing purple robes and purple beards, dancing wildly in the sky like tentacles.

"My name is Lei..."

Before the strong man of the purple beard tribe who led the self-introduction, a gray light at least three times the speed of sound flashed by.

A purple head exploded, turning into a purple mist, drifting away with the wind.

The purple beard tribe member next to him changed his face: "This boy is actually an ancient sword cultivator!"

Before this, they had seen all of Lu Chenzhou's battle projections, and it can be said that they knew his moves very well.

They never expected that this berserker who was good at guns could also fly swords!

They killed their leader Rick in seconds from thousands of meters away.

With such a heaven-defying method, you still play with guns?

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