Perfect World

A strong man in the divine fire realm exploded and died an unexpected death. Shi Hao rushed past, bathed in blood, and stood on the ring.

This scene is very shocking, a god was killed like this!

The arena was magnificent, shaped like a truncated mountain, with a flat and open section, suspended in mid-air. All the monks could watch the battle and saw this scene.

With just one blow, the young demon king, Huang, successfully killed a god?

Even though those who entered the secret realm were all masters and not mediocre, many people exclaimed and were greatly shocked in their hearts. Such achievements were too brilliant!

"This is an incredible opponent. If this continues, who can beat him?" someone from the first generation whispered.

"This arena can extinguish the divine fire and make the gods return to the ordinary, and the advantage will be gone." Some people are still confident, but their tone is very calm.

Soon, someone discovered something was wrong. After the master of the divine fire realm of the Qin tribe was killed, the bones and flesh and blood were not integrated into one body, and were not wrapped in the life talisman and left.

Even Shi Hao was surprised that there was something strange about this arena that actually restricted all of this!

There were dots of blood on the ground, some broken bottles and jars, weapons, and a white animal tooth, which was the so-called destiny talisman.

"Hey, is this prepared for me?" Shi Hao smiled, bent down to pick it up, and observed it in the palm of his hand. It was as warm as jade and shone with a soft luster.

At this moment, the Qin monks on the sixth holy mountain turned pale and felt huge waves in their hearts. Does this mean that a master of the divine fire realm in the clan has died?

"Uncle Master!" someone screamed sadly.

"How could this happen? The destiny talisman made by Tianzun actually failed, ah..." Some Qin monks related to this master found it difficult to accept.

"Hehe..." Shi Hao smiled, really like a demon king, with his black hair disheveled, striding forward, facing all the powerful men of the divine fire realm on the grand arena.

His eyes were extremely sharp, and he looked at everyone as if he was staring at one prey after another. He licked his lips and showed a seductive smile.

This made Chi Lingkong and the masters of the Qin tribe angry. The young man's eyes were disgusting, as if he was staring at a wild beast, as if he wanted to hunt here.

For them, this is a humiliation!

"Not long ago, you made a special trip to find me, interfering with my enlightenment and preventing me from entering the highest palace. How arrogant and despicable are you? Why are you silent now?" Shi Hao said.

They were exposed in person and reprimanded, leaving everyone with pale faces.

"The Qin Clan is really amazing. There are so many people from the Light God Fire Realm." Now in the arena, there are two masters from the Fire Demon Palace and five masters from the Qin Clan.

"kill!"

At this moment, the war broke out, and the masters on the stage rushed forward together.

The exit of the secret realm, outside the altar.

Endless monks are waiting, wanting to know what happened and the final result.

In the void, several old cult leaders sat cross-legged, their bodies blurred, silent, and motionless, as if they were fossils submerged in the years.

In the past few days, there have been fierce battles deep in the secret realm. Mingzi and the first generation of the Shengyu clan were killed one after another, all of them were killed by the young demon king Huang!

In addition, other first generations have died, some were killed by gods in the secret realm, and some were killed by young supremes like the inheritors of the Immortal Palace who looked down upon their contemporaries.

This caused a huge earthquake, as they were truly killed in battle, and the Beast Fang Talisman could only be used once, and they were killed again, unable to use it to escape.

In addition, there are also masters from various religions who have died, so that’s it. The beheading of the first generation has a far-reaching impact, which involves more than a few states!

In the first generation, there was not even one person in the vast state, which meant that they were rare and powerful. How could those orthodox people be willing to kill several people in this battle?

The first generation means that it can intimidate a state, enable a religion to prosper and reach its greatest glory, and can protect the prosperity of the Taoism for a long time.

The death of any one of the first generation is a huge loss!

Unfortunately, the few people who were killed were too stubborn and kept urging them to go in again after dying in battle once. They couldn't blame the guardian of the exit of the secret realm.

However, this matter obviously cannot be so good.

Qin Changsheng sat there cross-legged with a cold face, because it was him who sent the invitation this time, and as a result, the first generation died here, and he was destined to be involved in right and wrong.

Even if those ancient religions can't say anything, there will still be anger in their hearts that is difficult to calm down!

Those few people were too stubborn. They were killed once and resurrected on the altar. They did not listen to dissuasion at all. Even if their elders shouted, they still insisted on going deep again.

Perhaps, just because they are the "first generation", they are usually gathered in the center like stars holding the moon, and they have never been defeated. It is difficult to accept this result for a while.

It is precisely because of this that he refused even the elder's order and chose to enter the secret realm again.

"Brother Qin, this is not your fault. My descendants are responsible for themselves. They are not strong enough and cannot blame others." said the old man of the Zijin Zhenhuan clan.

He was dry, thin and withered, sitting there cross-legged, not angry at all. He once scolded his descendants, saying that the young people of Zijin Zhenyuan's generation were too bad.

Hearing what he said, Qin Changsheng's face looked better. Finally, this powerful clan did not blame him.

In particular, the tiger in front of me has lived from ancient times to the present. It is known as the "ancient evil" with the ancient ancestors of the Taotie tribe, and it is the most terrifying.

Then, he thought about the underworld. The inheritance is very mysterious. Some of the strongest creatures of the tribe are the mutants of strange corpses and are not creatures born normally.

For example, the ancient genius died, and the invincible first generation was buried in the loess. After a long time, he became a psychic, and when he was found by them, he would be cultivated into a world-shaking strong man!

"This clan has a profound background and is difficult to predict!" Qin Changsheng said to himself, his relationship with the Underworld Lord was pretty good, and they should not be at odds with each other.

Calculated in this way, the crisis was not as serious as imagined, and several ancient sects would not fall out. He let out a sigh of relief.

"Brother Qin, none of your important disciples in Fu Laoshan have used their life talismans so far. They are obviously all fine. It's really amazing."

Someone broke the silence and said this.

"It seems that the Qin clan has gained a huge harvest this time, and may get the supreme inheritance from Yuantian Supreme." Someone else nodded.

Qin Changsheng smiled slightly when he heard this. Although the death of several first generations affected his mood, this incident definitely made him feel happy.

In fact, he has been looking forward to it, hoping in his heart, and longing for the inheritance of the ancient supreme being!

He smiled lightly and said: "Not necessarily. The deepest part of the Supreme Heritage Forbidden Land is very strange. Some of the restrictions and battlefields are very scary and may not be set foot on."

"Brother Qin is joking, I think you will gain the most this time."

"If our clan really gains something and can obtain the forbidden inheritance in the secret realm, I would like to share it with all fellow Taoists, so that everyone can understand it together." Qin Changsheng said.

He was unwilling in his heart, but he had to express his position, just to calm down the turmoil of several first generation deaths in battle and to reduce the anger of several ancient religions to a minimum.

"Hahaha... Let's first wish the Qin clan success." Someone laughed.

Others also agreed. The Qin clan has the most powerful people in the divine fire realm, and not one of them has died so far. They are destined to have the greatest harvest. These people really want to watch the forbidden inheritance.

Qin Changsheng smiled and nodded. He also felt that if nothing unexpected happened this time, the Qin clan would come out on top and gain the greatest fortune.

"I hope it will end soon, and I look forward to the return of the genius in the secret realm." This was his inner voice.

Deep in the secret realm, there are nine holy mountains.

Everyone was watching the battle and felt very uneasy, especially the Qin people who all turned pale and clenched their fists.

"kill!"

In the arena, a person from the Qin clan emits a silver beam of light from his eyes. If it hits a person, it can slow down their movements. This is a secret method inherited from ancient powers, but the runes are incomplete.

Shi Hao sneered, he had even fought against the real double pupil, how could he be afraid of this incomplete pupil technique, open the only hole in the sky, and immediately wipe out this rune.

He turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed past. When he raised his hand, lightning burst out from his palm, and with a roar, he drowned the man.

This is the power he possesses after he comprehends the fourth level of Thunder Dao. It is majestic and astonishing. Even the first generation can fight against it. How can ordinary monks of the same level be his opponents?

The man was immediately hit by lightning, half of his body was burnt black, his flesh and blood fell off, and he flew up.

Shi Hao was extremely fast, turned into human lightning and followed him, then stepped on him with a bang, crushing him to pieces.

"Ah..." The other four powerful men in the divine fire realm of the Qin clan roared. Their divine fire was extinguished, and they felt aggrieved. They lost their most powerful support and rushed forward together.

"Qiang!"

Shi Hao stood in the stance, raised his hand, and the palm of his hand glowed, condensing into a golden war spear, shining with cold metallic luster and surrounded by lightning.

"kill!"

His eyes were frightening, his hair was flying, and he rushed forward.

"when!"

The metal trembled loudly, and the war spear turned into lightning struck with them, bursting out with thunder of thousands of feet, and the power was astonishing.

In the blink of an eye, Shi Hao sent three people flying, charging forward with a spear in hand, and stabbed one person in the middle of the eyebrow with a pop, blood splashed high, and he picked the person to death.

boom!

The thunder exploded, and the war spear turned into lightning, causing the man to collapse and die an untimely death.

At the same time, there was a loud trembling sound, and a divine sword appeared in Shi Hao's hand. It was surrounded by purple lightning and was still transformed by thunder. He held it and pressed forward.

"I'll fight with you!" someone roared.

At this time, Shi Hao transformed into a demon king, his body stained with blood. He held a purple divine sword and swooped over with thunder to attack these enemies.

Amidst the sound of clanging swords, he raised his hand and struck out with a sword, cutting off one man's head. With a large rain of blood, he flew up diagonally and died there.

"Oh my god, did my senior masters from the Qin clan die in battle one by one like this?"

On the sixth holy mountain, the eyes of some people from the Qin tribe were red. This was terrible. The powerful men in the divine fire realm were dying one after another. It was an immeasurable loss to the tribe.

"Chi!"

There was another ray of lightning, accompanied by a peerless sharp sword, Shi Hao flew up into the sky, split a man in half, bathed in blood, and went into a frenzy.

"Demon King... This is a Demon King!" The Qin people yelled, clenching their fists, unable to calm down, and their eyes were about to burst.

"Does Tianzun know what happened here? The talisman is actually invalid. Go and report it!" Someone shouted, full of unwillingness, anger and hatred in his heart.

At the exit of the secret realm, several old sect leaders were talking harmoniously. Qin Changsheng sat here like a rock, personally guarding the exit and waiting for the result.

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