Starting from the Dragon Tribe

Many geniuses watching the battle could not imagine that this was a fifth-range duel. This kind of speed, power, and momentum when taking action were simply not what people in this realm should have.

There were no fancy rules, Lu Shuihui made his move simply and directly, and it was like the gods, Buddhas and immortals falling. In the dark and dark red storm, there were visions of countless immortals and gods falling, which shocked people's hearts.

boom--

The small earth trembled, and in this arena in the vast divine land where taboo beings gathered, the solid earth shattered, splashing huge water lilies, like dark demonic flowers blooming between heaven and earth, with their stamens spraying outward, with bloody red.

At the moment of the fight, Tianjiao, who has good eyesight, saw that the translucent shadow behind Lu Chen also solidified, and invisible evil energy was released. Lu Chen came first, but did not attack Lu Shuihui's vitals, but Bumping her fists together.

With the burst of dark energy from both sides, the second shock wave spread out like ripples, causing the newly formed water lilies in the air to burst into pieces, spreading in circular ripples in all directions.

The two people standing at the center of the shock wave, Lu Shuiliu's short hair stood upright under the increasingly hot blood, as fierce as a female Vajra, while Lu Chen's uncut long hair flew back in the wind, a pair of There was a gradually boiling fighting spirit in his eyes, which could not be seen by outsiders.

boom--

The third dark force collision caused the earth to collapse again. The shock wave pushed the solid sacred soil backwards, as if there were invisible bulldozers exerting force on all sides. The invisible ripples made the earth slowly retreat. It was a terrifying field.

The two sides just exchanged fists, one body was like an evil tiger, the red sky penetrated the sky, and the other body was like duckweed, but it stood still.

"Good boy, how old is Junior Brother this year?"

Lu Shuiliu grinned, with a hint of surprise in her eyes. She knew that the time experienced by space people must be different from her own.

But she believed that she must have studied Immortal Killing Boxing for a longer time, and was close to the deep-level true meaning of this boxing. With that blow just now, there were no more than three people in the Zhiyang World, except Xun Guang, who could catch it without dying. .

But Lu Chen calmly defeated it with the same punch, maybe even without using all his strength.

"Junior brother is not talented. This year he will be seventy and thirty thousand years old."

Lu Chen said with a grin. The evil auras on both sides were invisibly clashing. To outsiders, it looked like evil ghosts fighting in purgatory, but in their eyes, they seemed very friendly to each other.

Everyone on Wushen Mountain is like this.

"Sure enough, there is a reason why Master accepted you as a closed disciple. It's really jealous..."

Lu Shuiliu lamented that her voice was neither loud nor quiet, but it was still heard by people outside the arena.

This confirmed some people's previous suspicions. Lu Chen and Lu Shuiliu were not only from the same school, they were taught by the same master!

And some people who knew Lu Shuiliu, or had heard the legend of Lu Shuiliu, simply couldn't believe that the word 'jealousy' would come out of her mouth.

This is no ordinary woman, she is a female evil goddess that no one of her generation dares to respect. Her talent has already made many geniuses despair, but she is actually jealous of another person?

What makes Shen Xi feel bad is that Lu Shuiliu's attack did not gain the slightest advantage, and Lu Shuiliu's words clearly mean that Lu Chen's talent was much higher than hers back then!

Fortunately, Lu Shuiliu's training years were far beyond Lu Chen's, and the gap in combat experience was irreparable.

Compared with Lu Shuiliu's cultivation years and Lu Chen's, Lu Chen was still a baby.

He believed that even if there was a gap in talent between the descendants of the Mystic Blood of God, such a huge gap in training years would definitely give Lu Shuiliu the upper hand.

"But in the hearts of the disciples of Martial God Mountain, Senior Sister will always be Lu Shuiliu."

Lu Chen said, while exerting force on his hands, the impact caused the two people to separate.

Lu Shuiliu looked at Lu Chen, who had not yet manifested any energy and blood, and smiled lightly: "Seeing that junior brother is as strong as ever, I feel relieved..."

Her figure sank slightly, "...you can feel free to use your full strength."

The next moment, in the entire arena, outsiders could hardly see what was going on inside. Even if they opened their martial arts eyes, they would be obscured by the violent and unreasonably strong energy of blood, and they could only vaguely see the arena. two figures in it.

Lu Shui Liu seemed to be standing at the end of the abyss, and the unknown bloodline burst out with supreme power, trying to engulf the world and destroy everything.

"Is this... the full power of God's Secret Blood?"

The voice of a prodigy from the Sun World was trembling. It was unimaginable that Lu Shuiliu's blow just now was just a test.

The gap...is it really that big?

Many geniuses asked themselves, they couldn't take Lu Shuiliu's tentative attack just now and were in danger of dying.

Because Lu Shuiliu's soul was equally overbearing, he would strangle the true spirit the moment he defeated the enemy's divine form.

Lu Chen also realized it, which confirmed his previous guess. The descendant of the secret blood of God may indeed have a talent bonus in terms of soul. He didn't know how old Lu Shuiliu was now, but she also reached the level of soul. to the root level.

At the moment of the third confrontation, the soul in Lu Shuiliu's body manifested the source-level power, but he withdrew it before touching it, probably because he was afraid that he would not be able to stop it.

boom--

In the arena, there were endless roars, and it was completely plunged into black and red. People could only see Lu Shuiliu's figure flashing away, and many visions came with violent souls. It was a fighting power that made people of his generation despair, Kaitian Destroy the world!

"Where's Senior Brother Lu? Where's the others? Why doesn't he burst out with blood energy, burn the power of blood, and fight with his opponents?"

The geniuses on the Supreme World side were puzzled, because no matter how they looked at the venue, it looked like Lu Chen was at a disadvantage.

Even at the moment when the strong wind tore through the red mist, someone saw that Lu Chen's clothes were torn, and there were several exposed skins with blood flowing out.

Unlike Ku Ping, Lu Shui Shui broke through Lu Chen's defense and made Lu Chen bleed!

"Junior Brother Lu, are you feeling guilty? Or are you humiliating me?"

In the arena, the powerful woman walking in crimson asked questions to the man standing on the ground with a low voice.

When she asked this question, the geniuses from Zhiyang World also looked solemn, knowing why Lu Shuiliu asked this question.

Because until now, Lu Chen has not yet released his blood energy, and is still in a state of blocking his own strength, momentum, and evil intentions. This is by no means a manifestation of his full strength.

Although they are not sure that this is the full strength of Lu Shuiliu, the strength that Lu Shuiliu is currently showing does make many geniuses despair. That is the gap in talent and blood, which is difficult to make up for through hard work and struggle.

"Lu Chen is so arrogant. He didn't try his best against Lu Shuiliu, his fellow senior sister, right?"

A prodigy from Zhiyang World frowned and said something unpleasant, but in his heart he began to feel that this battle was probably over.

Although the land current was so strong that it was difficult for them to understand, Lu Chen was more like an iceberg. The deeper you dig, the more terrifying it becomes.

In the arena, Lu Chen sighed after hearing this and hugged Lu Shuiliu, "It's junior brother's fault."

What Lu Shuiliu said was right, he did have a feeling of guilt in his heart. After many years, when he met his old friend from Wushen Mountain, what he wanted to hear was not a calm and gentle saying that I don't blame you, but a harsh accusation.

He did everything he could, but sometimes he thought, what if he came back a few days earlier? Would the ending be different?

Senior sister Lu Shuiliu is a staunch seeker of the truth. She speaks very straightforwardly. If she says she is jealous of herself, then she is really jealous of herself.

The opponent has been seeking enlightenment in World No. 1 for who knows how many years, and finally meets him again. Facing the imaginary opponent in his heart, of course he wants to fight with all his strength.

So when facing Lu Shuiliu, the greatest respect he can give is to use his full strength to defeat her, even if it breaks her Taoist heart.

So crimson is born within crimson, and darkness is ignited within darkness.

Accompanied by the scorching wind, the domineering red, the dark evil, and the overwhelming intention, the man on the ground took off his dusk coat with several gaps on his body.

When he looked up again, the man's eyes turned into a deep red, and the end of the deep red was the flames of war, as hot as the explosion at the beginning of the sky.

boom--

Stronger power rose in the arena. Lu Chen's long hair stood upright under the power of the strongest energy and blood, like an angry god of war. His upper body was naked, revealing the lines under his perfect body.

Above is the blood energy soaring into the sky, which is consistent with the vision of Lu Chen himself. Under his feet is the evil energy that is so thick and dark that it is like a pool of water pouring in all directions, spreading all over the entire arena in an instant.

The soul was like a dragon, turned into substance, wrapped around Lu Chen's body, radiated to the surroundings, and merged with the vision behind him, like a demon god standing tall on the sky and the earth.

The scars on his body that were originally left by the soul and fists were healed in an instant. The remaining blood flowed down his body, across the ghost-faced muscles on his back, and appeared in the ghost-faced eyes. The eyes evaporated due to the high heat, turning into a deeper red and misty mist.

In the sky, Lu Shuiliu smiled, "This is right!"

She grabbed the placket of her collar with one hand and pulled hard, causing the loose martial arts uniform to float back. She wore tight-fitting trousers underneath to facilitate movement, and the upper body was wrapped with dark cloth strips around her chest.

This scene was seen by some people from the Muscular God Cult, and they called her to come to the Muscular God Cult for further training. She was simply a role model for female monks!

Lu Shuiliu's body was muscular, and it didn't look like a muscle group that a woman should have. As the secret blood of God boiled, her muscles expanded by three points, making her look like a prehistoric tiger.

"They fight...why do they take off their clothes?"

Both the geniuses of the Supreme World and the Sun World were a little confused at this time.

"What kind of... is this a sect tradition?"

Some people complained that they can understand that the body is not restrained and it is more conducive to fighting with bare hands, but everyone is a monk in this realm. Is it really a difference if you have one more thing and one less thing on your body?

At some point, a person came to the bow of the ark in Zhiyang World and watched the duel.

A genius approached the man anxiously and asked, "Master Xunguang, who among them can win?"

Xun Guang looked at the hedging momentum in the field, and it was clear that Lu Chen had the upper hand.

From the perspective of Qi and blood alone, Lu Liuliu's blood was one level lower in purity than Lu Chen's Mystical Blood of God, and its abundance was not at the same level. At this time, it was one-sided, and the environment in the field was basically dominated by Lu Chen.

When it comes to evil intentions, Lu Chen is even better. The dark evil intentions crushed Lu ShuiLiu's dark red evil intentions, reacting and colliding violently at the intersection, like two tides colliding.

At this time, Lu Shuiliu could only keep up with her scorching fighting spirit, and the high-level soul she also controlled, which was very disadvantageous no matter how you looked at it.

This is also what worries the geniuses of Zhiyang World. If Lu Shuiliu also loses, then they will lose several more rounds, and the legendary figure in front of them is unwilling to take action now.

"The current is very strong."

Xun Guang said lightly, seeming to be a little impressed, but his tone was like an elder commenting on a younger one.

But no one would think this kind of thing is inappropriate, because he is the oldest person, and in terms of strength, the geniuses of Zhiyang World all believe that this legend must be stronger.

After all, sinful blood cannot be brought to the fore, and Xun Guang is a figure who is on par with ancient taboos, so he must be truly invincible.

"Then... can Senior Sister Lu win?"

This genius originally wanted to use some not-so-good names, but after thinking about it, Lu Shuiliu was also fighting for this world at this time, so it was not appropriate to call him sinful blood.

Xun Guang glanced at the prodigy who asked the question lightly, "If you keep watching, there will be results. This will be beneficial to your cultivation. Take a good look."

As if to confirm Xun Guang's words, in the small world on the battlefield, two waves of madness collided together, and the roar was endless.

It was like a fight between evil ghosts in purgatory, with crazy murderous intentions and resolute fighting spirit. It didn't look like a competition between fellow disciples at all. Every move and every move seemed to kill someone.

The two sides did not use any weapons. The source-level souls annihilated each other and were traced back to the source of the other side. Blood blossoms burst out from the bodies of both sides.

Reflected on the surface, outsiders could only see the collision of fists and feet between the two parties, which did not hit any vital points, but along the junction, it seemed as if there were countless sharp blades cutting through their bodies.

But compared to Lu Shuiliu, Lu Chen's injuries were minimal. They only broke the surface of the skin and were healed instantly. This was due to the difference in physical strength.

Lu Chen cultivated a perfect body and integrated the Immortal Scripture and the Eternal Golden Body into the body of the God of War. This made his recovery and resistance to blows reach an astonishing level. It is impossible for monks in the same realm to break through. He was defensive.

Lu Shuiliu was able to hurt Lu Chen every time he attacked, which was already a rare result.

Mystic blood warriors always become more and more courageous in battles. Both Lu Shuiliu and Lu Chen seemed to be warming up for the battle. They used various martial arts moves to fight vigorously against the most powerful opponents in the same realm.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of rounds passed. After a brief separation, the wounds on Lu Chen's body were closed, while Lu Shuiliu's body was dripping with blood. Obviously, the injuries caused by the source-level soul hedging were not so easy to heal.

Lu Shuiliu smiled as he felt his own state, "I finally realized that the way other people of my generation felt when they faced me was like a mountain, a mountain that was difficult to cross."

She looked at Lu Chen, "Junior brother, is this your peak?"

There's more at noon