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

Chapter 281 Surrender, or, die

The broken stone burst out suddenly, and the light outside the hall disappeared.

Xu Cheng hung in the air, and below, the troll Saint Son with his legs broken was kneeling on the ground.

When the light dissipated, this scene fell in the eyes of those Heavenly Venerates outside the battlefield of all hundreds of clans.

"This! How is it possible!" Someone exclaimed in disbelief.

The troll holy son at the peak of the emperor was subdued by Xu Cheng's punch, and fell to his knees.

What kind of strength is needed to do this?

"In the world, is there anyone who can suppress the holy son of the troll clan with physical strength?" You Tianzun murmured to himself.

Could it be that Xu Cheng was also from the troll clan?

It's impossible to think about it...

The strength on Xu Cheng's body became heavier and heavier, and the back and head of the troll saint son were bent by every inch.

"Surrender, or, die."

There was a cold killing intent in Xu Cheng's voice.

"Hugh... think..." Gritting his teeth, the troll saint son trembled all over, and his raised arms slowly sank, resting on his shoulders.

Outside the Battlefield of Hundred Clans, watching this scene, everyone was silent.

This Xu Cheng is really a monster...

"No! No!" The troll Shengzi roared, and the blood all over his body gushed out and turned into a dark red beam of light.

His eyes were red, and his body was intertwined with magic lines.

At this time, even a world, he can easily hold it up!

pity.

Xu Cheng's fist is heavier than a whole world!

"Since you want to die, then, die!" Xu Cheng said lightly, the halo on his fist flowing.

The star imprint on his forehead shone with dazzling brilliance!

A force that is more magnificent than a world, directly suppressed!

"Crack——"

There was a sound of breaking the arms of the troll saint son.

The magic lines on his body also "bang bang" shattered.

One breath, one breath later, his body will collapse!

Is this the power of Tai Xuan Xu Jiu...

Outside the Battlefield of Hundred Clans, those Heavenly Venerates stared blankly at the scene.

Xu Jiu,

How strong is it?

"Zhang Daoyou, I was wrong."

At this moment, the voice of Tianzun, the troll god of the bureau demon clan, sounded.

A tall figure bowed towards the sky.

"When the battle of hundreds of clans is over, I will personally go to Taixuan Immortal Palace to apologize. My troll clan, I am willing to be driven by Taixuan Immortal Palace for a hundred years!"

The troll clan, surrender!

Those Tianzun were shocked.

That Taixuan Xu Jiu directly subdued the troll clan!

horrible!

"Okay." The voice of Tianzun, the head teacher of Taixuan Immortal Palace, sounded.

The troll god bowed again, and a golden light fell into the battlefield of hundreds of clans.

No one spoke.

After all, the troll god was still reluctant to part with the first holy son.

This is also human nature.

After all, he was the strongest among the descendants of the troll clan.

Losing the troll's holy son, the troll clan may lose the wind in the battle of hundreds of thousands of years in the future.

The golden light entered the battlefield of hundreds of clans and directly covered the troll hall.

The troll hall shook, and the power of confinement disappeared.

"what--"

Without the imprisoning power of the great hall, the figure of the troll saint son was shaken, and the aura of the emperor's peak rushed straight up.

He broke free from Xu Cheng's suppression in an instant.

Endless devilish energy shot up from him.

Too mysterious Xu Jiu!

I want you to die!

He gritted his teeth and looked at Xu Cheng.

Xu Cheng's figure floated lightly in the void, with a little starlight in his eyes, and he looked at the troll son lightly.

There is killing intent in this gaze!

The troll Saint Son's heart trembled, and cold air burst out all over his body.

He remembered Xu Cheng's identity.

Taixuan Xu Jiu, the head of Yuxuanfeng of Taixuan Immortal Palace, the real driving force behind the Dan Dao League.

He once directly blasted and killed Tianzun with the magic pill.

At this time, without the suppression of the troll hall, Taixuan Xujiu is a lawless existence.

"Jumeng, retreat."

In the void, the voice of the troll god came.

The troll saint son moved and fled straight away.

Xu Cheng raised his head and looked towards the sky.

"Troll God Tianzun, shouldn't you give me an explanation?" Xu Cheng said lightly.

If it weren't for the troll god's action, the troll's holy son would undoubtedly die.

"Confession? I will give Zhang Daoyou an explanation. You are a junior, what explanation do you want?" The troll god sneered, Jin Guang summoned the inheritance hall of the troll clan, and flew out of the battlefield of hundreds of clans.

Want to take away the troll hall?

There was a trace of indifference in Xu Cheng's eyes, he raised his left hand and pointed his index finger.

"untie--"

Qi Dao supernatural powers, untie mortal hands!

As his voice fell, the hall that had already flown into the air roared and shattered!

Countless tiles, logs, and bricks scattered from the sky.

All kinds of ornaments, gold, jade, gems, books and weapons all fell from the sky.

With one finger, Xu Cheng directly disassembled the huge troll hall!

Outside the Battlefield of Hundred Clans, everyone stared blankly at the rain of raw materials for the construction of the hall.

This method is too miraculous, and for a while those powerful people in the Heavenly Venerable Realm were at a loss.

"It is rumored that in ancient times, there were magical skills..." Someone whispered, and then fell silent.

So what if you just say it?

The troll god watched in a daze as the inheritance hall vanished into nothingness, unable to recover.

The inheritance hall of the troll clan was destroyed like this?

This is the inheritance of the troll family for countless thousands of years!

Although it is the worst plan to put this hall on the battlefield of hundreds of clans.

But this result, he couldn't accept it!

The hall of troll inheritance is damaged, and the troll clan will inevitably decline in the future!

Before he could recover, Xu Cheng raised his hand again.

"burst!"

"boom--"

"boom--"

...

The son of the troll fled in the direction, and the sound of the self-detonation of the gods rang out.

Countless auras rose.

"Xu Jiu, you are too deceptive!"

The troll god roared, and rushed towards the battlefield of hundreds of clans.

"Brother Troll Shendao can't do it!"

"Brother Dao, is he going to break the rules of the Hundred Clans battlefield?"

With several shouts, several streaks of spiritual light turned into light nets, blocking the troll god.

At this time, the troll god also came back to his senses, and couldn't help being shocked.

If he really rushed into the battlefield of hundreds of clans, would Zhang Daoling directly attack and kill him?

Thinking of this, he bowed towards the void, gritted his teeth, turned and left.

...

In the battlefield of hundreds of clans, Xu Cheng waved his sleeves and put away all the fairy materials.

The materials for the construction of the Troll Hall are all from the ancient fairy world, but they are good things.

When I came to the Shuangyu Dayu, although I didn't set foot in the real fairy world sect hall, it was not bad to get these fairy materials, not to mention, I also got the inherited skills of the troll family.

Troll Myriad Dao Sutra.

Xu Cheng's spiritual consciousness penetrated, and the scriptures were opened directly in his mind.

The scriptures were opened page by page, and the troll clan had no secrets in front of him.

The bloodline of the troll family has a trace of the bloodline of the ancient troll.

According to the scriptures, the blood of the troll is condensed to the deepest point, and the projection of the ancient troll can be obtained, and the shadow of a star can appear between the foreheads.

Isn't this the performance when one obtains the blood of the ancient god?

It's just that the stars on Xu Cheng's forehead have solidified, far from being comparable to that kind of phantom.

In the scriptures, there are many records of the skills of the trolls.

What Xu Cheng is more interested in is the method of condensing the blood, and the method of stimulating the power of the blood.

Whether it is to condense the blood or stimulate the power of the blood, the means are much better than Xu Cheng's before.

After all, it is a practice that has been passed down by the ethnic group for many years.

Without hesitation, Xu Cheng memorized these methods and exercises by heart.

On his body, the golden blood, which was as thick as mercury, became more condensed unconsciously.

Half a day later, the power of the ancient god's bloodline in him became much stronger again.

The star on the forehead showed signs of turning into substance and leaving.

When the star turns into a clear moon and hangs above his head, it means that his bloodline has risen to another level.

If you can go to Lieyang Xuankong, according to the message in the bloodline inheritance, at that time, the gods can fight!

"Let's go to Bailing Dayu."

With a wave of Xu Cheng's hand, a group of sword cultivators set up their sword lights, and with endless screams, they soared into the sky.

As for the fleeing troll son, his body had already been smashed anyway.

His remaining soul, as long as he is in the battlefield of hundreds of clans, unless he keeps hiding, there will always be a time to kill him.

...

"This Xu Jiu is difficult to deal with..." Someone whispered in the void.

"Unless, dispatch..." Someone hesitated to speak, and then fell silent.

Outside the Hundred Clans Battlefield, there was another silence.

...

When Xu Cheng and Jianxiu left, a world of stars was in a state of disarray, and only a phantom Troll Saint Son stood up from the ruins.

At this moment, he was miserable, with only a remnant soul left.

"Ju Meng, why is Xu Jiu able to overwhelm you in physical strength?" The voice of the troll god sounded in the ears of the troll saint son.

Hearing the words of the troll god, the eyes of the troll saint son burst out with light.

"Old Ancestor, this Xu Cheng has the strongest bloodline of my troll family!" the troll son said in a low voice.

He closed his eyes, and visualized the scene when Xu Cheng punched down in his mind.

With a starry figure, a golden star exudes dazzling light.

"This is the power of the ancient demon!" The troll god whispered, with an unquenchable desire in his voice.

"The power of the ancient demon?" The troll son was puzzled: "Isn't the strongest blood of my troll clan the power of the troll?"

"No, the power of the ancient demon is far beyond the existence of my troll blood." The voice of the troll god came.

"If I can get this ancient demon's bloodline and integrate it into myself, the possibility of breaking through that barrier is extremely high!" The troll god's voice was full of desire.

"Jumeng, quickly find a secluded place to hide, don't worry about the battlefield of hundreds of clans."

Hearing the troll myth, the troll holy son was shocked: "Old ancestor, what do you mean?"

"The bloodline of the ancient demon is worth my shot." The troll god said in a deep voice.

"Old Ancestor, that Taixuan Immortal Palace..." the Troll Saint Son exclaimed.

Zhang Daoling is the number one Heavenly Venerable in the world!

If the troll god breaks the rules, I'm afraid it will attract this shot.

In front of this person, no one dared to be presumptuous.

"If you can get the blood of the ancient demon, Zhang Daoling is not invincible." The voice of the troll god slowly dissipated.

How can the blood of the ancient demon not be moved?

If you can get this bloodline, take that step, and become a real emperor...

That is the strongest person in the world!

Under the fairy world, invincible!

The troll son raised his head, looked in the direction Xu Cheng was leaving, then turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

The ancestor told him to leave, he would not stay here.

What's more, with only the remnant soul left, he is already powerless against the battlefield of hundreds of clans.

—————

Bailing Dayu, Tianxuan World.

Donghai Town Longdao, Huang Yurong and Guo Changjing dotingly took Guo Linger around for a tour.

Guo Changjing has been accompanying Huang Yurong and Huang Daoqian on Zhenlongdao since the town was closed for a hundred years.

Although she knew that Guo Ling'er had a good life in Yunlong Great Realm, but she was not by her side after all, so she always felt worried.

When the ban is lifted, another Tianzun will set up a ban outside the Hundred Clans Battlefield, and they can only enter and not come out.

When Guo Ling'er came to Zhenlong Island, Guo Changjing and Huang Yurong were both happy and angry.

Happy to have my daughter back.

What's angry is that this girl doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth.

Is it so easy to come to this battlefield of hundreds of clans?

Fortunately, Guo Ling'er brought a large army. The huge fleet and the soaring aura made Guo Changjing and Huang Yurong speechless.

This fleet is too strong.

"Mom, I'm in the Yunlong Great Realm, and everyone calls me the God of War in the East China Sea."

"You don't know, the second uncle said that I have the talent to command a war."

"Second uncle handed over the command of the fleet to me."

"This time, I brought half of the fleet, my second uncle said..."

...

Taking off her battle armor and wearing a long skirt, Guo Ling'er was full of aura, without the decisiveness she had when she was in the Yunlong Great Realm.

At this time, she is just a little sparrow beside her parents.

"My family's Ling'er is so powerful!" Huang Yurong smiled and stretched out her hand to caress Guo Ling'er's soft hair.

"Linger, your second uncle..." Guo Changjing frowned and looked at Guo Linger.

"Second Uncle? He doesn't know where he went." Guo Ling'er raised her small mouth: "This guy is always talking, and he disappears after a while."

Seeing her expression, Huang Yurong's expression changed, she stretched out her hand to hold Guo Ling'er, and said in a low voice: "Ling'er, tell me, you and Second Uncle, do you have anything?"

When Guo Ling'er talked about Xu Cheng of Tianshi Palace who was transformed into Guo Changqing, there was clearly a lot of emotion in his eyebrows and eyes.

And she opened and closed her mouth, it was all about that second uncle.

Second uncle, I'm afraid it's not the real second uncle?

This is not a good thing.

"What?" Guo Linger was startled, with annoyed expression on her face, said: "I want to have something, that guy is just a piece of wood."

"Nonsense!" Guo Changjing on the side widened his eyes and shouted, "That's your second uncle! How can you be so messed up?"

"Hmph, who recognizes him as the second uncle?" Guo Ling'er was not afraid of Guo Changjing at all, she glanced at him and said, "I just like him, I just like him!"

"No!" Guo Changjing raised his arm and put it down again, trembling with anger: "I, Guo Jing, pay the most attention to etiquette, this matter, if you can't do it, you can't do it!"

Guo Ling'er stomped her feet, shook off Huang Yurong's arm, and flew up.

A set of red battle armor appeared on her body, covering her figure and face.

"Evergreen—"

Guo Linger let out a low cry.

"Zhenhai—"

Above the East China Sea, countless tall ships soared into the sky!

There were so many large ships and their momentum was so strong that they directly blocked the sky.

"Meet the God of War!"

Countless voices arose.

Guo Ling'er flew and landed on a massive ship that exudes immortal light.

This is her ship, a gift from Guo Changqing when she defeated the Dragon Clan in the East China Sea and won the command of the East China Sea.

This is a large ship of the Immortal Artifact level.

With this ship, the emperor will retreat.

"Follow me to the Hundred Clans Battlefield!"

Guo Ling'er shouted, and the fleet formed a triangular cone, covering the sky and moving away.

This fleet, at least a thousand giant ships!

Such a fleet formed a battle formation, and Tianzun did not dare to steal its edge!

Below, on Zhenlong Island, Huang Yurong looked at Guo Changjing full of complaints.

"Brother Jing, you still don't like the head teacher of Tianshi Palace?"

"That kid is too cunning, Ling'er, we must not fall into his hands." Guo Changjing gritted his teeth and said.

...

Guo Ling'er led the fleet forward at a very high speed, leaving the Profound Sky World and heading for Wanhe Great Territory.

The fleet is fast, traveling through the void, and traveling thousands of miles in an instant.

"Report--"

"Princess Linger, there is a fleet of about ten thousand-foot ships a hundred thousand miles ahead."

A light curtain rose, and the fleet's shape, flag, and force distribution were all displayed in front of Guo Linger.

"Da Zhou?"

"Xingtian Warlord?"

Guo Ling'er said coldly: "Are you still using me to teach? All the forces that are not creatures in the three domains and that are not confessed by the second uncle will be wiped out!"

"Spirit crossbow ready, cover strike."

Guo Linger waved her hand and extinguished the light curtain in front of her.

No need to look at it, under the cover of the spirit crossbow, only Tianzun or a master who is infinitely close to the realm of Tianzun will have a chance of survival.

Others, no matter how many people there are, they must die.

As for those measly warships, if they are covered once, no more living things will be left behind.

"Om—"

"Om—"

...

One after another spiritual light rose, pointing to hundreds of thousands of miles away.

A hundred thousand miles away, ten warships flew in formation.

On the five-thousand-foot ship ahead, the tall Xingtian Zhanwang in black armor stood on the deck.

"Warlord, this time we have assembled a total of three million troops, and almost all the resources we have saved before have been squandered." The practitioner in black robe said in a low voice.

"So what? Resources are dead, but people are alive." Xing Tian Zhan Wang said indifferently: "With these three million troops, this king can dominate the battlefield of hundreds of clans."

"Even if all Tianjiao are enemies with this king, this king is not afraid!"

Hearing his words, all the generals in battle armor nodded, their faces full of fighting spirit.

Isn't following the king of war just to be able to rule the world?

This is fun!

This is true in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and it is also true in the Hundred Clans Battlefield!

With these 3 million troops, it is definitely a simple matter to run rampant on the battlefield of hundreds of clans!

In the battlefield of hundreds of clans, people like myself will have the final say in the future!

What a pleasure!

"Warlord, what I mean is, if you spend all your resources, if the three million troops are depleted, wouldn't it be hard to recover?" the man in black said in a low voice.

"Waste? In this battlefield of hundreds of clans, who can be my opponent with an army of three million?" Xing Tianzhan Wang looked up to the sky and smiled.

Behind him, those generals also laughed out loud.

In this battlefield of hundreds of clans, without Tianzun's action, what force can be the enemy of the army of three million reorganizations and countless resources?