Rise From The Doom

This was an incomparably large valley, with a caved in middle. The surroundings were like walls, and it seemed like a huge bowl. In the valley, hundreds of players were fighting intensely. Their corpses were everywhere, and the ground was dyed red with blood. There were several masses of light floating above the basin. These people were fighting over these masses of light. There were a total of five balls of light. They were extremely dazzling, and it was hard to tell what they were. They hung in the air like five small suns, but there was no heat within them.

Yang Thirteen, Zhang Yangjin, Evil Blade Pei Feiyuan and a few other extremely powerful people attacked each other, each of their attacks had the power to shatter mountains and crack the earth. Yang Thirteen, Zhang Yangjin, Evil Blade Pei Feiyuan and a few extremely powerful people attacked each other, each of them had the power to shatter the earth and mountains, and each of them took up a position close to the center.

Most of the people were on the periphery, and there were quite a few masses of light. However, the brightness was not that great, and the light was weak. Compared to the five lumps of light in the middle, it was like the moon and stars.

"Stop — —" Suddenly, an old man with a dark complexion shouted as he forced his way through his opponent. His opponent did not know what he was talking about, but he did not stop, his hand trembled, and the black spear shot out like a python. The old man could not help but take a step back and shouted again: "The ball of light cannot be opened, it is useless for us to fight here."

The sound spread throughout the entire valley, and everyone was shocked. They stopped and backed off, and for a moment, the bustling valley became so lively that a pin drop could be heard. A few seconds later, someone responded, "I tried. The ban really can't be opened."

Yang Thirteen quietly winked at his underling. This underling was a Silver rank expert. With a slap, a mountain appeared out of thin air. It was incredibly heavy, and it smashed into a ball of light with a loud bang.

"You dare —" A player who had been staring at the ball of light became furious and was about to intervene to block it. However, he was already a step too late. When he focused his eyes on the light, his eyes turned cold and he couldn't help but stop.

The light did not move, it was undamaged. His supreme attack was only this strong. If others weren't able to break it, he wouldn't be able to be stronger.

"Young master, your subordinate is incompetent and cannot open the ban." The Silver rank expert wanted to salute Yang Thirteen, so he had a shameful expression on his face.

Yang Thirteen did not deny it. Looking at Zhang Yangjin and the dark-faced elder, he asked, "Shall we stop for now?"

Zhang Yangjin pondered for a moment before waving his hand. The yellow-clothed man, one of the three elders, walked behind him. The yellow-clothed old man moved, and everyone else followed behind him. There were more than twenty people behind him.

"Everyone, come here!" A dark-faced old man said as thirty people gathered behind him.

Yang Thirteen didn't need to say anything. His men automatically returned to their positions, and there were more than 30 people there. The most powerful one was the last one among the three elders, using a nine-section whip to attack viciously.

The rest of the people looked at each other, as they also realized that something was wrong, and they couldn't help but to move closer to their good friends. However, the people of the Demon Ancient Mountain were mostly vicious and basically had no friends. Everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to move rashly.

"Everyone, the item is good, but you have to be alive to take it." Yang Thirteen looked at everyone with a smile.

The Magic Mountain players who didn't have a powerful force behind them felt their hearts shiver. The hand that held their weapons involuntarily tightened.

Looking at the vigilance in everyone's eyes, Yang Sandao did not seem to care. Still smiling, he said, "The weapons here are all confined by arrays. Breaking them will take at least a few hours. At that time, it will be dark and no one can leave.

"How do we cooperate?" someone asked.

Yang Thirteen laughed without a word. He extended his hand and the old man with the nine-section whip said indifferently, "My young master is a kind and virtuous corporal, and loves to befriend martial artists. Everyone here should submit to my young master, my young master will not be stingy with these gold grade equipment."

"This is bad!" Liu Wei An frowned. He was lying behind a rock outside the valley, watching this scene. These large families controlled the military and political power, and if the people at the bottom wanted to change their identities, they had to move towards the large families. However, these large families had always looked down on the people at the bottom, and now that Yang Thirteen had opened his mouth, these people immediately couldn't hold themselves back.

"Tiger Mountain greets the Young Master — —" A man of the five big guys couldn't help but swear his allegiance to Yang Thirteen. Almost at the same time, a sinister voice sounded out.

"Everyone, don't be fooled. The best way to open the seal is to sacrifice your blood. If you want to seek help, then you'll just have to throw away your life!"

The three to five burly men stopped in their tracks, staring at Yang Thirteen in shock. Looking at the gloomy expression on Yang Thirteen's face, their bodies trembled, and the color of their faces immediately drained. Those who were willing to move also trembled, their eyes moved across Yang Thirteen, Zhang Yangjin, and the dark-faced elder's face, and although there were a lot of people in the valley, it was still the three families that were in the lead. Yang Family, Zhang Family. The dark-faced old man was the Qian Family.

There were many people who had never heard of blood stains, but when they heard this word, it gave them a bad feeling.

"Everyone, I, Yang Thirteen, can guarantee —" As Yang Thirteen finished his sentence, he saw a shocking blade radiance descend, and in that instant, space and time began to shift. He seemed to have transformed from a different world into an endless universe, the sky disappeared, and only a bright blade radiance illuminated the entire space.

"Everyone, let's wait for the three noble families to capture all of us and take the Blood Sacrifice!"

No one would have thought that the first one to make a move was the evil knife, Pei Feiyuan, and he was so overbearing the moment he made his move. Yang Thirteen was famous for his scheming, but if anyone thought that he was weak, he would definitely die miserably.

A mass of sword light suddenly exploded out, enveloping Zhang Yangjin's body. Before Zhang Yangjin could even see who had made the move, there was only the mercurial sword light in front of him, filling his field of vision.

"Good job!" Zhang Yangjin's spirit increased dramatically, he raised his hand, and a burst of Qi exploded out, however, it was as if his Qi had erupted, and as it fell down, a flush of red appeared on Zhang Yangjin's face for a moment, and then disappeared. The corners of his mouth revealed a hint of red, and Zhang Yangjin laughed out loud as he pushed out his other hand, and a Taiji Yin Yang Image appeared, blocking the sword beams that filled the sky.

At the same time, the black-faced old man was also attacked. He was an ordinary looking young man with the phantom of a tiger on his head.

More than a hundred players were smart, so they naturally wouldn't let go of such a good opportunity. They all rushed towards the three great families. Sword lights, sword shadows, all sorts of phenomena rose up as terrifying energy filled every inch of the space.

If these Venerable families stayed, they wouldn't even be able to get any dregs. Aside from the Venerable families, they would also get some of the soup. This was something that all the unspecialized players wouldn't suspect.

Yang Thirteen sighed inwardly. It was all because of the evil knife, Pei Fangyuan, who had no plans at all. Now, it seemed that it was all a lie. The evil knife, Fangyuan, was actually a wicked person. Otherwise, he would not have killed so many people and would still be alive and well. Ye Zichen opened his finger.

Clang!

An extremely bright sword light shot up into the sky. The light was subtle, but its brightness was not any weaker than the light of a saber. If the evil saber, Pei Zi Yun, was said to be shining brightly, Yang Thirang's sword was a small diamond, but it was equally bright and shocking. The unsheathing sound was clear and bright, suppressing the shouts of everyone.

Just as the blade light and sword light were about to collide in the air, the Evil Blade Pei Zi Yun suddenly did something that shocked everyone. He spun around and appeared beside an unspecialized character, slicing off his head, blood spurting out from his headless neck like a fountain and splattering on top of a ball of light. Something strange happened, the ball of light was instantly extinguished upon contact with water, revealing a golden bow.

Fierce Blade Pei-Yuan grabbed his bow, turned around and left with his arms spread wide open like a roc flying in the sky. In the blink of an eye, he was already at the entrance of the valley, moving at extreme speed. After figuring out what the evil saber, Pei Feiyuan, was about to do, Yang Thirteen didn't slow down at all. After killing an unspecialized player and using Blood Sacrifice, he had to use a blade.

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