Sign in to the Heavenly Master Palace, the Downhill Is Invincible

"Hundred Clans Battlefield opens—"

In the void, a voice spread throughout the world for thousands of miles.

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This voice carries endless coercion!

God!

As the sound fell, the bloody aura that originally covered the three realms of Bailing Dayu, Shuangyu Dayu, and Wanhe Dayu dissipated.

The moment the blood light dissipated, hundreds of figures rushed out of the sealed world.

"escape!"

"The battlefield of hundreds of clans, if you don't escape, you will die!"

"Old Ancestor, don't leave me—"

"Om—"

A light curtain suddenly appeared, covering the void.

This light curtain is so wide that it directly envelops three realms and countless worlds of thousands of miles.

"The three domains of Bailing, Shuangyu, and Wanhe are the battlefields of hundreds of races. Within a hundred years, all living beings can only enter and exit—"

The voice sounded, and all those rushing figures hit the light curtain, were immediately restrained, and then rolled back.

"Why—"

"I am not reconciled!"

"I don't accept it! I don't accept it!"

...

Let those roars dissipate, and there is no response in the void.

"The pride of a hundred clans enters the battlefield, and lives and dies at his own risk."

"Outside of the battlefield, no meddling is allowed, everyone, do you have any objections?"

The voice resounded in the void.

"none."

"No objection."

"Old rules."

...

In the void, hundreds of voices responded.

"Friend Zhang Daoling, what do you say?"

After a moment of silence, someone spoke up.

"It's up to you."

The voice of the head teacher Tianzun sounded.

"Okay, if there is a violation of the rules, it is the enemy of the three hundred and thirteen half emperors present."

"Open the battlefield of hundreds of clans, and the arrogance of hundreds of clans enters the battlefield—"

As the sound fell, countless spiritual lights rose outside the battlefield of hundreds of clans, and the aura of immortals and demons of various colors dyed the sky into seven colors!

These are existences that are so powerful that they can change the color of the world!

Everyone here is the elite of hundreds of clans in the world.

I don't know how many of these elites will return after a hundred years!

"The battlefield of hundreds of clans, the place where I am famous!"

"Everyone I see will be killed!"

"Today, my white-armored saint clan will soar into the sky!"

...

One after another figures flew into the sky and entered the light curtain.

"Mo Yuansheng, the holy son of Zhaze Realm Sincha Demon Sect, entered the battlefield of hundreds of clans—" a voice shouted, and the first one passed through the light curtain,

Fall into the world in the light curtain.

"kill--"

"Siege and kill this person!"

"Is it okay to treat Wanhe Dayu as a soft persimmon?"

Namo Yuansheng had just entered the battlefield of hundreds of clans, and dozens of figures had already flown into the sky!

Mo Yuansheng, who was wearing a black robe with intertwined magic lines all over his face, smiled slightly and raised his hand.

"boom--"

A three-foot-tall black-armored puppet appeared in front of him.

"Killing you, at least a few thousand points, isn't it?"

Looking at the Wanhe Dayu masters of the Martial Saint Realm in front of him, Mo Yuansheng showed a cruel smile on his face, and a black light shot out from his palm.

"Om—"

Those three-foot-high puppets were like black shadows, flickering a few times, and had already blocked those Wanhe Dayu practitioners who were rushing to kill them.

"boom--"

A puppet made a move, smashing the practitioner in front of him into a pillar of spiritual light and dissipating it with one blow.

"Run away! These puppets have the combat power of martial saints!"

"How is it possible! How can there be such a powerful golem in the world!"

"Too fast! Can't escape!"

"Ma De, blow yourself up, I'm fighting with you!"

...

Looking at the practitioners who fled in all directions but were beheaded by those puppets, Mo Yuansheng showed a scornful smile on his face.

"It's just ants, how do you know what the real power in this world is like..."

"Three thousand one hundred and twenty points, better than nothing."

He turned his head and saw figures not far away flying in from outside the light curtain.

These are the real enemies.

The aborigines in the battlefield of hundreds of clans are just side dishes during daily training and repairs.

The dinner is the masters of hundreds of clans who are also the pride of heaven.

Mo Yuansheng held a black jade slip in his hand, and his eyes swept over those figures.

On the battlefield of hundreds of races, everyone is an enemy.

But this time, it's different.

The consciousness fell into the jade slip in the palm, and red spots of light appeared.

He looked much more relaxed.

Many of those who are close are allies...

Zhu Jiumeng.

Execute Xu Jiu from Taixuan Immortal Palace.

If Xu Jiu doesn't get rid of it for a day, the alliance is incomprehensible.

This is the covenant secretly concluded by each clan before entering the battlefield of hundreds of clans.

"Haha, Mo Yuansheng, the holy son of the Sincha Demon Sect, has met all the allies of the Nine Leagues—"

After Mo Yuansheng finished speaking, the hairs all over his body suddenly exploded!

"warehouse--"

A sword light cut across the sky and the earth for thousands of miles, smashing those practitioners who were close to him with a single sword!

This sword has already entered the Tao!

Sword Dao Lord!

The way of swordsmanship is the number one in killing and cutting in the world, and it is also in the realm of Daojun. As long as there is no suppression by the realm, swordsmanship at the same level can kill vertically and horizontally.

Except for Lei Xiu, who claims to kill people with the way of heaven, his swordsmanship is invincible at the same level of practice in the world!

Mo Yuansheng's complexion changed drastically, he hurriedly raised his hand, and stopped a puppet in front of him.

"Friend Daoist, Mo is willing to form an alliance with you!"

"warehouse--"

"boom--"

What responded to him was a sword that cut through dozens of puppets!

Mo Yuansheng's eyes widened and he trembled all over.

This sword cannot be stopped!

"Fellow Daoist! I am willing to surrender! I am willing to surrender!"

As he stepped back, he waved his hands and shouted.

This sword light is too scary!

"drop?"

Thousands of miles away, someone snorted coldly.

"Whoever wants to harm the Heavenly Master, kill him!"

"warehouse--"

As the sword light fell, Mo Yuansheng turned into a beam of light and dissipated.

Outside the light curtain, countless figures stood there.

"Is this Yuan Siyuan with the sword of Qingyun, Iron Blood Peak, Taixuan Immortal Palace?"

"Thirty years ago, the one who beheaded the Chongming Beast of the Fourth Demon Realm of the Dao Lord with a single sword?"

"It is said that this son is Taixuan Xujiu's loyal loyalist. Seeing this sword practice today, it is extraordinary..."

"If you want to get rid of Xu Jiu, you must break this sword!"

"that's right."

"Then let's start with this person!"

Regardless of the serious gazes outside the light curtain, Yuan Siyuan, who was wearing black light armor, raised his hand to hold a black jade slip.

In the jade slips, countless blood-colored light spots flickered.

"So many people, are they all the ones who want to put the head teacher to death?"

The corners of his mouth curled up: "This, it's a good way to kill..."

On his chest, a three-inch small sword badge shone faintly.

"Release the task of eliminating demons, everyone will be killed!"

He whispered, and then a sword light enveloped his body and flew away.

After only flying a hundred miles, Jian Guang paused.

"boom--"

"boom--"

Countless auras struck and killed them.

"warehouse--"

As soon as the sword light circled around, all the spiritual light was broken.

"Sword repair!"

"This person is too strong, I can't stop it!"

"It's over..."

"Fight it! It's just death!"

...

"warehouse--"

Yuan Siyuan stretched out his sword light, wrapped these people up and threw them thousands of miles away.

"If you don't want to die, go to Bailing Dayu."

As the voice fell, his figure turned into a sword light, and he had already pierced the sky.

"He, let us go?"

"This, that's not right, Tianjiao of Hundred Clans, why didn't he kill us?"

"He said, let's go to Bailing Dayu? Should we go?"

"Let's go! Anyway, this life is picked up, so go to Bailing Dayu!"

Those figures ran away, heading towards the Bailing Dayu.

...

"boom--"

A figure rushed into the light curtain of the battlefield of hundreds of clans, and then the blood on his body rose to the sky and turned into a banner.

On the big flag, a huge "Zhou" character unfolded.

"War King!"

"Meet the King of War!"

"Subordinates pay homage to the King of War!"

...

One after another, figures in dark golden battle armor rushed forward, shouting and bowing.

"This king is here to punish the remnants of the former Qin Heijia, and secondly—" Under the banner, the tall figure looked around, with a trace of fighting intent in his eyes.

"Secondly, it's to avenge King Wu!"

"Your Majesty's secret decree to kill Xu Jiu."

"With this merit, this king can inherit the throne!"

Hearing the tall figure's words, the eyes of the bowed armor showed fanaticism.

"Willing to die for the King of War!"

"Willing to die for the King of War!"

With a loud shout, the blood clotted into a column of blood rushing into the sky.

"Let's go, follow the king to close the dark lines that were laid out back then, and form an army of millions with the natives of Wanhe Dayu!" The tall figure shouted and flew forward.

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