This is How the Heavens and the Worlds Come

"On this trip, you must not go near the blood lake. The blood in the blood lake has a mysterious origin. It is very likely that it is the blood of the gods. If you get close to it, you will die. You just need to destroy the blood sea clan." Daozu continued.

In fact, since the collapse of Buzhou Mountain, floods have ravaged the world, and blood lakes have formed on the ruins, he has guessed.

But because Shishen was involved, he kept turning a blind eye.

But it can't work now. With the increasing influence of the energy of the blood lake, the blood sea clan is becoming more and more tyrannical and stronger, and they are ready to plan to capture the current major mountain gates of the prehistoric and feed on the creatures of the prehistoric.

As the ancestor of Taoism, he has not joined the Tao now, and still cares about all living beings in the prehistoric and desolate, and he cannot regard the world as a humble dog.

In particular, the Blood Sea Clan is a race that descended from the sky. At first glance, it looks like creatures from outside the territory. It resists invasion from outside the territory, and it is of great help to the Taoist ancestor's formation of the way of heaven.

This task made Xuan Ye, Gu Tong and the others have different expressions, and they all felt that this was a great fortune.

"Whoever can complete this task can be the Ninth Heavenly Venerable, and the last futon can be given to him."

Sure enough, Dao Ancestor then promised a reward to suppress the Blood Sea Clan as his disciple.

After all, Daozu drew a high platform in the center.

"Okay, let's start the competition."

Without giving them a chance to hesitate, Daozu waved his hands and divided the eight people into four groups.

Xuanye played against Jin Shengyang, Bronze played against Yi Cheng, Fahua played against...

In fact, except for Yi Cheng and Bronze, the other six people attached great importance to this battle.

If you win, you will have the opportunity to become the Ninth Celestial Venerable and get the title of Celestial Venerable!

Opportunity to step up to the sky!

Xuan Ye walked directly onto the high platform, pointed at Jin Shengyang with cold eyes, and said calmly, "Come up, you are defeated."

Jin Shengyang snorted coldly, his figure turned into afterimages, superimposed layer upon layer in the air, dazzled the viewers.

"Let me see the strength of the first saint."

The corner of Yi Cheng's mouth curled up while watching the battle. He had already decided that when it was his turn later, he would act and pretend to be invincible, resolutely not to fight those sharks.

Just kidding, it sounds like a hell-difficult task.

No, hell is not enough to describe it, obviously a death mission.

Who can defeat the blood of the gods, and the earth's marine creatures that have swelled to the size of mountains?

If it was simple, Daozu would not have to pick out the strongest to complete this task.

Obviously, if you are not the strongest, you will be given away if you go.

Just play fake games later.

Yi Cheng made a decision in his heart, and immediately relaxed a lot, carefully observing the strength of other saints and saints.

Especially Xuan Ye.

The battle with Jin Shengyang refreshed his cognition, the half-step god realm, coupled with the terrifying way of virtual reality, can make his body switch between virtual and real in an instant, and he is born invincible.

And Jin Shengyang's ten-shadow body is also not weak, and his body speed is extremely fast, worthy of the title of world's fastest.

The battle was extremely fierce, and Jin Shengyang's speed was extremely terrifying, but he had no choice but to reach the realm of a god. He had not yet broken through to the half-step god realm, and he tried his best to deal with it, but finally lost.

"The defeated general."

The woman in red stood tall, knocked Jin Shengyang into the air with one blow, and said in a cold voice.

Jin Shengyang was spitting blood at this time. In the battle just now, his figure was very fast, but the attack he launched would never fall on Xuan Ye.

In the end, he could only lose. He glanced at Xuan Ye unwillingly, and Jin Shengyang closed his eyes silently.

Losing to Bai Yi and Xuan Ye, this is not the first time he has failed.

"In this era, the strongest is the one who goes to the end, so why not let it go to you first."

Since the enlightenment of Extreme Speed ​​​​Tianzun, his fighting spirit is like a silent flame, burning blazingly in his heart.

Above the nine heavens, Yang Shou looked at Xuan Ye, who had attracted much attention, and Jin Shengyang, who had been trampled down to the mortal world, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"The Dao of Emptiness and Reality, and the Dao of Extreme Speed, two books in the Tiandao Library have been reserved."

These two exercises are definitely worthy of being included in the Tiandao Library, the Tao of Emptiness and Reality, and the proper Tao of Tianzun, and the Tao of Extreme Speed ​​is the Tao of Tianzun.

"I'm still looking forward to the competition between Yi Cheng and Bronze."

After Xuan Ye decided the winner, Yang Shou turned his attention to Yi Cheng and Gu Tong.

Bronze is powerful, inheriting the way of strength of Qingniu, and at the same time broke through to the realm of half-step gods, while Yi Cheng... the traverser, created a method of cultivating beliefs, using the iron-boned clan to crazily collect beliefs, although he did not reach the level of a god. He is half a step into the realm of a god, but it is not difficult for him to challenge beyond the next level.

But the ensuing battle almost blinded the Creator God.

Yi Cheng stepped onto the high platform, cupped his hands to Bronze who had not yet appeared on the stage, and said, "Brother Gu, please give me some advice. My little brother is weak, so please be gentle."

Bronze returned the gift: "Brother Yi is modest, Valoran is mysterious and unpredictable. As a person of Valoran, Brother Yi must have something unique, please advise."

As he said that, Bronze was about to climb up the high platform, but was held back by Qingniu Tianzun, who gave him a look.

Experience it yourself.

In front of Daozu, Qingniu Tianzun didn't dare to transmit his voice, it was no different from talking directly face to face, Daozu could see clearly at a glance.

The bronze figure paused, the corners of his mouth opened slightly, and finally nodded with difficulty.

Only then did Qingniu Tianzun let go of him and let him walk up to the high platform.

Yi Cheng looked at the weird movements of Bronze and Qingniu Tianzun, and was a little confused. Could it be some unique move?

But he didn't worry about any tricks. Anyway, what he thought was that as soon as the opponent made a move, he would pretend to be hit, then vomit blood wildly, and fly out of the high platform.

"Brother Yi, please enlighten me."

At this time, Gu Tong was very entangled in his heart. He wanted to play a fake match, pretend that he had lost, and even in front of Daozu...

This difficulty is really too great, Daozu must be able to see it, absolutely can't play too fake, playing Daozu as a fool, otherwise it will be dangerous.

"As long as he charges forward later, I will directly rush up to compete physically with him, and then pretend to be seriously injured, first highlighting his physical strength, and finally pretending to use all my strength, but I still can't beat him. Get out of the high platform!"

Bronze also prepared a draft in his heart. Compared with Yi Cheng's match-fixing, his match-fixing was very responsible.

Then……

"Please enlighten me!"

Yi Cheng also cupped his hands, both of them waited for the other to rush out, and then began to perform.

As a result, after waiting for a long time, both sides stood in place, and neither of them took the lead.

"Please enlighten me."

Yi Cheng frowned, could it be that the other party is a conspiracy? Late strike?

Thinking of this, he urged again.

Bronze also felt that something was wrong. After waiting for a long time, you are attacking, otherwise how can I highlight your strength.

How can I pretend that I am invincible, and then fly out of the high platform and exit?

Both sides have ulterior motives and want to lose, but neither of them is willing to take the lead.

Daozu looked at the two people competing on the high platform, and couldn't help frowning. He could see at a glance that these two people wanted to play a fake match.

Above Nine Heavens, Yang Shou also saw what the two of them were thinking.

Others are desperately fighting for the place of the Ninth Heavenly Venerable, but they are good, you push and I let it go.

"Others are competing to win, and you are competing to lose. I want to see, which one of you can win this time!"

Yang Shou suddenly felt a little interesting, and watched the battle between Yi Cheng and Bronze with great interest.

At this time, Yi Cheng and Gu Tong were reluctant to do anything, and a guess arose in their hearts.

The opponent wants to lose!

Both sides are not fools, if they can know that this trip to exterminate the Blood Sea Clan is a mortal task, the other side will naturally know it too.

What's wrong with this?

Yi Cheng's mind was running fast, and then...how did Baidu lose in the golden finger.

He searched for losers in various angles and poses from all angles of 360 degrees, but none of them were suitable for his current situation.

It is easy to win, but it is difficult to lose, especially when facing an opponent who also wants to lose.

He was sure that as long as he rushed forward without even touching the other party, the other party would pretend to be blown away by the air driven by his actions, and then vomit blood.

"ah--"

Suddenly, Bronze on the opposite side spurted out a big mouthful of blood, looking sluggish, looked at himself with extreme fear, and said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect your Dao to be so strong, I didn't even see you make a move!"

"But so what, if you have the ability to shoot again, you will definitely not hit me this time!"

Bronze wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, drank heavily, and then... a piece of his chest was suddenly sunken, flew upside down, and spurted out another big mouthful of blood.

"ah--"

"How did you do it this time! I was clearly on guard, how did you sneak attack me?"

Bronze had a ferocious face, clenched his teeth, stared at Yi Cheng, and locked him firmly with his spiritual sense, not daring to relax in the slightest.

The two attacks just now put him a hundred meters away from the edge of the platform.

"Ah...you...how can you be so strong!"

Immediately afterwards, Bronze spat out blood again, and flew upside down 20 meters. At this time, he was only 80 meters away from the edge of the high platform.

"Damn, despicable and shameless!"

Yi Cheng reacted from the bewilderment at the beginning. He was standing still, but the other party resorted to self-mutilation in an attempt to win?

"Hmph! I have a hundred more ways than self-mutilation!"

Seeing that the opponent was getting closer and closer to the edge of the platform, Yi Cheng finally started to fight back. Suddenly, a thunderbolt fell from the sky and hit him hard on the head.

This thunder was created out of thin air by using the power of faith.

The prehistoric world has the atmosphere, the sun, and various natural phenomena of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning. It is not difficult to simulate thunder, but...

The thunder that Yi Cheng simulated directly increased its power to the strongest in order to create a serious injury effect, infinitely close to a half-step god!

"Boom!"

Yi Cheng was unprepared, and the thunder struck directly on the head, splitting his hair as if it had been scalded, and it stood upright.

Then he spurted out several mouthfuls of blood in succession, more than what Bronze put together just now.

The whole person was extremely confused, his face was pale, and his vitality was disappearing rapidly. He pointed at the bronze, and his face was full of horror: "I didn't expect you to be so strong! When I'm not prepared..."

As he spoke, he staggered and retreated shamelessly to the outside of the high platform.

At the same time, thunderbolts came one after another, continuously chopping down in front of him, forcing him to retreat.