Resurrection: Sacrifice: Hundreds of Millions of Critical Strikes

"We are Yuan Zun of the twenty-two capitals. We are new here, and we are not familiar with the place. We came here to ask for directions."

Other Yuan Zun whispered, and they didn't seem to have heard of Twenty-Two Dutian, but this was normal, the human race had been separated from the world for a long time.

Seeing that Chu Feng and the others were not hostile, those Yuan Zuns also agreed that they landed on this star.

"We belong to twenty-five capitals, my name is Yan Luo."

The young man ran over to say hello enthusiastically, and the three sources of origin power kept floating around him.

There are about twenty Yuan Zuns in twenty-five days, but almost half of them have only three origins or less. The strongest should be the middle-aged man who closed his eyes and cultivated. He has the power of five origins.

Of course, there are some who refuse to disclose the number of their origins. Chu Feng and the three of them have hidden their origins, but no one has asked them much. This is their own privacy.

"Can I ask where the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms is? What is the situation?"

"You don't even know the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms?"

Yan Luo's eyes widened, as if he had heard something extraordinary.

"How long has it been since your world participated in the Battle of Ten Thousand Realms? Even the most basic news has been cut off."

The boy cleared his throat and said excitedly.

"The Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms can only participate if you have broken through to Yuan Zun. It will be opened almost every hundred years. We are just on the way to the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms."

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"Every Yuan Zun who survived in the battlefield of Ten Thousand Worlds will get a lot of opportunities, so that the cultivation base will be greatly improved." The young man touched his nose proudly, "When this time is over, I will become our twenty-five-year-old. The first person in the world."

"Maybe you will be among the first to die."

A cold and mean voice came, because the girl with red hair and Yan Luo leaned against a boulder with crossed hands.

"Ha? Yanque, are you looking down on me? It's just that you have one more source than me, what's so great?" Yan Luo jumped three feet in anger when he heard the girl's words.

Ignoring Yan Luo's noise, Yan Que looked at Chu Feng and the others and said, "You can follow us, but when we get there, everyone will fight on their own."

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"So good."

After Chu Feng finished speaking, he and the other two went to other places to communicate.

Looking at the three people who were staying in the distance, Yan Luo asked inexplicably, "Why are you in such a hurry to distance yourself from them? Let's help each other. Wouldn't it be nice to have someone to take care of?"

The cultivating middle-aged man opened his eyes and said, "It's not that I don't want to, but I don't dare. In the battlefield of ten thousand worlds, there are only alliances and confrontations. Once the alliance is established, the fate of our two worlds will be linked."

"We don't know if we can guarantee that our world is safe this time, let alone bring a group of little whites who don't understand anything."

The girl glanced at Yan Luo and said, "Let's find a way to survive."

On the other side, Chu Feng and the others were also discussing useful information.

It is now certain that when the Yuanzuns of the previous generation were destroyed, they must have encountered a hostile alliance on the battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms, and they all had at least seven origins.

"I have a bold conjecture. If every world exists within this world, it means that different worlds may be adjacent, so there will be different rankings to replace them."

Chu Feng found that what they encountered was either the eighteenth or the twenty-fifth, which was adjacent to the twenty-two where he was, and had similar strengths.

So he guessed that the one who killed Yuan Zun of the previous generation might be the one who was ahead of his own civilization and strength, and now they are not even qualified to wrestle with others.

"The long road is long, the road is long and the road is long..." Seven.

Chapter 301 The Heavenly Wolf Clan of Seven Capitals!

"We should go."

Yan Luo walked over and said, "You have to follow us."

Chu Feng and the others nodded in agreement, the four of them kicked their feet, rushed into the sky, and left the star.

The people of twenty-five days have been waiting for a long time. They turned into meteors and pierced the starry sky, and Chu Feng and the others followed closely.

"At our current speed, how long will it take to arrive?" asked the Sword Emperor.

"It should take a few more hours. We have to go to the designated planet first, and then teleport to the battlefield of Wanjie through the teleportation array."

Yan Luo is not very clear, all this is also told them by the previous seniors.

The stars passed by, but they didn't have time to appreciate it.

After a long time, they came to the said designated planet.

It is not so much a planet as it is an island with nothing on it except a dragon man who closes his eyes and rests.

The middle-aged man who led the team was the first to stop and land on the planet, and everyone else also landed.

"Which one is the best? How many people are there?" The deaf man with golden skin asked with his hands crossed without even opening his eyes.

"We are twenty-five and there are thirteen people in total," the middle-aged man said, not counting Chu Feng and the others.

Chu Feng took a step forward and said, "We are twenty-two and there are three people in total."

The dragon man looked at them with one eye half open, then turned and walked towards an open space.

With a slap of both hands, with the roar of the entire ground, a formation with complex stripes appeared on the ground.

"go in."

The dragon man's voice was emotionless, and after everyone stepped into the teleportation formation, he clapped his hands again.

A piece of white light enveloped Chu Feng and the others, and they were no longer here in the next second.

The dragon man put away his hands, closed his eyes and stood back to his original place.

The dazzling white light disappeared, Chu Feng and the others opened their eyes and were shocked by the sight in front of them.

The endless grasslands, clear air and rushing streams, and towering mountains and dense forests can be seen in the distance. Is this really a battlefield rather than a tourist attraction?

"What a peaceful world, shall we wait to fight in such an environment?"

The breeze blew Qin Baiyi's hair, and he couldn't bear the beauty here.

Everyone who came for the first time was immersed in this gentle environment, and it was not the first time for a middle-aged man, and his eyes were full of complexity.

"Jie Jie, it's a bunch of new faces that I haven't seen before."

A sharp voice broke the harmonious atmosphere, and two werewolves covered in gray hair were walking towards them.