Zheng!

The moment the two men took action, the sound of swords sounded first.

The phantom of the Desolation Demon God appeared behind Han Yang.

The next moment, their bodies almost froze.

"Perfect state!"

"Second level skill!"

The level of geniuses in the Three Domains and Eighteen Continents is obviously much higher than that in the Desolate Land.

Both of these two people have reached the seventh level of Heavenly Lord.

If placed in a desolate land, they would be at least among the top fifty, or even the top thirty, on the Hundred Dragons List.

But they have never seen the divine monument technique in perfect condition.

Not to mention it is still a second-level skill.

The two of them didn't even have time to react before they were killed by Han Yang with a single blow.

The figure suddenly disappeared.

The more than forty black dragons of luck behind them roared and flew towards Han Yang, disappearing behind Han Yang.

"The genius of the three regions is nothing more than that."

Han Yang grinned, controlled the void, and galloped forward.

The other five or six red dots immediately dispersed after seeing this.

If you can have more than twenty luck black dragons, you must kill at least one opponent.

Not a weakling.

In the end, the two of them joined forces, or were they killed instantly by the person who came after them?

The remaining warriors, who had about the same number of black dragons, dared to get close to Han Yang and could only flee in the distance.

Unfortunately, from the moment Han Yang saw them, their fate was already doomed.

With the blessing of more than 400 lucky black dragons, Han Yang's speed was extremely astonishing.

At least several levels faster than those red dots.

After just a few breaths, those red dots realized that they couldn't escape at all.

After a moment's hesitation, five of the red dots began to converge.

They were obviously preparing to join forces to deal with Han Yang.

However, this also suits Han Yang's wishes and saves him the trouble of chasing them one by one.

…

Somewhere in the monument space.

A young man with a swastika between his eyebrows slowly opened his eyes.

A strange insect in his hand broke into seven or eight pieces, with different colors flashing.

After a smile appeared on his face, the young man said to a woman beside him: "Those people in the deserted land have finally entered the game. Don't you want to have a test with Daoyuan? Now the opportunity has come."

The woman next to her also had a swastika on her forehead.

When she heard the name Daoyuan, her eyes showed annoyance: "This Daoyuan has been avoiding me since he defeated me once by chance. This is his last time to participate in the competition. I must make him completely defeated!"

The young man smiled lovingly and strolled ahead to lead the way.

The woman's expression was cold and her fighting spirit burst out.

Almost at the same time, many forces in the Monument Space that were concerned about the Desolate Land received news of the entry of warriors from the Desolate Land.

In the space of the sacred monument, there are powerful existences in each of the three domains and eighteen continents.

Only the barren and desolate land is a soft persimmon that everyone can bully. Their previous genius warriors are not even the ninth level of Tianjun.

Therefore, as long as you can find people in the deserted land, you can basically capture the Black Dragon of Luck.

No one will miss it.

After the news spread, all forces immediately gathered in a certain direction.

…

At Han Yang's feet, the five figures were slowly dispersing.

More than a hundred black dragons of luck behind the five people have all converged on Han Yang.

Among these people, there are many Tianjun sixth and seventh level warriors.

But in the space of the divine monument, you can only use the divine monument technique, and you can't even use one-tenth of your strength.

Against Han Yang, he could only be killed instantly.

Even if the five of them join forces, they are still vulnerable.

Buzz!

At the moment when more than a hundred black dragons of luck gathered together, Han Yang clearly felt that the range he could sense had expanded again.

No wonder there were a few red dots in distant locations that remained motionless.

It turned out that the distance was too far and Han Yang's presence was not sensed at all.

The more luck black dragons you have on your body, the wider the sensing range.

For the weak, this is hell.

They can't sense the strong, but the strong can sense them.

When the weak realizes that the strong is approaching, it will be too late to escape.

The space of the sacred monument clearly encourages the strong to slaughter the weak in order to accumulate more luck black dragons.

"In that case..."

Han Yang randomly chose a direction and accelerated his flight.

Soon, several red dots appeared on Han Yang's map of the sea of ​​consciousness.

But those red dots were completely unaware of Han Yang and were still testing each other.

The reason why the previous batch of red dots could detect Han Yang was simply because Han Yang happened to be teleported near them when he first entered the space.

Otherwise, they would have no chance to discover Han Yang in advance!

Just like these four red dots.

It wasn't until Han Yang broke into their sensing range that anyone became aware of Han Yang's presence.

After a brief moment of stillness, the four red dots fled in a hurry.

There are nearly six hundred lucky black dragons, this number... is simply terrifying.

Among the four red dots, there are many strong men with more than forty black dragons of luck, but facing Han Yang, they couldn't even muster the courage to test.

Unfortunately, it was impossible for them to escape.

Using the Desolation Demon God's tactics to rush on, Han Yang killed all four of them in just an hour.

The number of lucky black dragons behind him reached an astonishing 750.

This was a one-sided massacre.

No one is Han Yang's opponent.

In less than half a day, the number of geniuses annihilated by Han Yang reached hundreds.

The black dragon of luck behind Han Yang finally passed the hundredth level and reached...a thousand.

The moment a thousand black dragons of luck gathered together, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded above the space of the sacred monument.

"The warrior's luck exceeds a thousand, the killing field of the sacred monument opens, and the final trial begins! Only the final hundred people can receive the final trial reward!"

The warriors from various states who were looking for fat sheep in the deserted land were all stunned when they heard this voice.

The killing field mode has appeared before.

However, those few appearances were all due to the birth of extremely terrifying monster-level monsters in the Three Realms.

There is Li Jiye who studies both.

There are three unparalleled Dugu forests.

There is a powerful reincarnated Buddhist disciple.

…

These people are all super beings who can suppress an era.

It only appears in legends passed down orally by warriors.

None of the geniuses of this generation have ever experienced that desperate and crazy era where one person suppresses an entire era.

Unexpectedly, this time, the killing field mode would be activated without any warning?

It was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Who is it? Is it Gao Yuan who broke the mirror and was promoted to a real person?"

The young man with the swastika between his eyebrows no longer had any hint of joking on his face, and his expression became extremely solemn.

For a genius like him who comes from a wealthy continent, the final trial is more like a game.

A game that only belongs to a few of the top geniuses.

A winner can only be born among them.

Even Daoyuan, the leader of the deserted land, is not qualified to compete with these people.

But at this time, the killing field mode was activated, which surprised the young man.

The woman beside her frowned and said: "Gao Yuanyi's realm is comparable to yours, senior brother. How can he break the mirror and be promoted to a real person..."

The young man touched the woman's head with a gentle expression and said calmly: "I'm just guessing whether he was promoted through fraud. I'll find out soon..."

One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

As soon as the voice in the sacred monument space came out, everyone gave up fighting and waited for themselves to be teleported into the killing field.

"Damn it! It can't be...that kid Han Yang again, right?"

Ji Fengyu's face turned a little ugly again.

Others might not be able to imagine who the person who turned on the killing field mode was, but she immediately thought of Han Yang.

Han Yang already has more than 400 lucky black dragons, and they are very powerful.

It seems reasonable to be able to gather a thousand Luck Black Dragons so quickly.

"Oh no……"

The killing field mode will transport all the geniuses to a location and fight each other crazily.

It is very disadvantageous for the weak Tianjiao of the Desolate Land.