The Blood Era 615, August 28.

Millions of people gathered in Mengtian Island to witness the upcoming peak hunting. As early as this morning, everyone except Qin Ming's side in the prehistoric battlefield had evacuated, including Fairy Yuechan of Yue Shaoyang Palace, Meng Huayang of Pangu's Open Heaven Gate, Xue Beichen of Fusheng Gate, Fanyang released by Qin Ming, etc. Although they left the prehistoric battlefield, they did not leave Mengtian Island, and they all remained to witness the hunting operation.

The number of people on Qin Ming’s side is obviously at an absolute disadvantage, but this is not a duel on the arena, which requires one-on-one battles, but a vast battlefield that is deep in the vast range of thousands of miles. Qin Ming’s side has been united and cooperated with each other through many battles, so there may not be no possibility of victory. Moreover, the battlefield of the prehistoric battlefield has been closed, and no one can withdraw from the middle, that is, if both sides do not kill the last person, they will never give up easily. If Qin Ming is defeated, the legend that lasted for two years will end, and the royal family alliance will rise sharply. But if the royal family is defeated, the losses will also be miserable. After all, no matter how strong the royal family has, it is not easy to cultivate a high-level Tianwu, and the number is limited, and it cannot withstand such losses.

A hundred colorful glass screens are like giant stone tablets hanging high in the sky, scattering a range of five thousand meters, blooming with light and heavy pressure. Although the scene in the prehistoric battlefield has not yet been officially presented, it has become the focus of the entire island and is full of discussion.

It was just dawn, and sixty high-level Tianwuwu from the six royal families gathered at the Life and Death Hall under the eyes of millions of people, twenty-four Tianwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu

Fairy Yue Chan and others looked at the people who walked into the Life and Death Hall one after another with a serious expression. Almost every one knew it. Naturally, they could measure the true strength of this hunting force. If they really could do their best, perhaps even Huang Wu could match it. Although they understood that Qin Ming must have made some arrangements, otherwise they would not really dare to confront sixty high-level Tianwu head-on in the prehistoric battlefield. However, it would be difficult to swallow these people than climb to the sky. At least they could not imagine how Qin Ming could win and how many people would die tragically.

In the morning, under the witness of many elders of the Great Chaos Realm, the royal team pressed the blood seal to sign the life and death order, divided it into three groups, climbed the altar, and entered the battlefield of the prehistoric world. With the agreement reached secretly in private, they were not afraid, but were full of confidence. Although they could not converge to sixty people, being able to converge to one group of about twenty people still gave them great confidence. Even if they encountered Qin Ming, they would have the ability to fight hard or escape unscathed.

After seeing them entering the prehistoric battlefield, the six major Huangwus also left and began their hunting search.

"Have you entered?" The crowd was surging, and the crowd was filled with hustle and bustle, all looking up at the glass screen in the sky.

"Why haven't you started yet? Shouldn't you see it in advance?"

"News have been heard from the Great Chaos Realm. It seems that when it comes there, some secrets will be involved. I am worried that people outside will understand some layouts of the prehistoric battlefield."

"Satisfied, it's good to see the battle inside, what else can I hope for?"

"It should have all come into it now. I don't know what they are doing now. The high-level Tianwu hunting collectively is only the royal family can do it. Usually, there is a high-level Tianwu in the sect that can be the ancestor, but it is used to form a group action here."

"I hope something will happen on the first day. Qin Ming has been there quietly for a month. No one disturbs him or her, and no enemies. Will he be honest? I guess he must be doing something."

At noon, the glass screen finally emitted a strong light as the crowd became more and more anxious, presenting the pictures in the prehistoric battlefield one by one, clear and bright, as if a mirror was projected into the battlefield, making people feel immersive. This is the first time most people see the real environment in the prehistoric battlefield, the dense mountains, the dense rivers and sieges there, the desert wetlands, etc., which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

However... when people gradually figured out where they were and gradually adapted to using screen pictures to outline specific outlines in their minds, the exclamations attracted the attention of countless people and quickly expanded the entire island.

People saw the royal teams that were gathering rapidly, each with light shining in their hands, guiding each other. Since the picture began one hour after the royal team entered the prehistoric battlefield, they have basically gathered in three circles, one with seventeen people in one circle, one with nineteen people in one, and the other with twenty-four people in one, scattered in different areas. It seems that the royal team has prepared and planned for a long time, and is worried about being ambushed, so they all brought secret weapons and guided each other to gather as soon as they arrived.

However, near one of the gathering teams, Qin Ming's team suddenly appeared.

There were seventeen royal teams in that area, and ten people had gathered together. The other seven were moving at full speed with secret weapons in their hands and gathering towards the team. Three hundred miles away from that area, more than 20 Tianwu teams on Qin Ming were covering that direction like open fishing nets.

Qin Ming's side moved very slowly and kept changing directions. It was obvious that they were not sure that there was a royal team ahead of them, but if they really continued, they were very likely to meet the royal team. After all, they were all high-level Tianwu, and even if they were dozens or hundreds of miles apart, they could capture the breath.

Both sides inside seemed to be unaware, but Mengtian Island outside exclaimed in surprise and were sweating. Although they could not be on the battlefield to pay attention, watching this way was even more nervous and thrilling.

Sure enough, after just three hours of the opening of the prehistoric battlefield, Qin Ming's side suddenly gathered together like a pack of wolves that smelled blood, and rushed towards one direction. The twenty high-level Tianwu of the royal family had just gathered together and was about to leave, but they immediately retreated after realizing the danger.

On August 28, on the first day after the royal team entered the battlefield of the prehistoric battlefield, Qin Ming's side broke out in a fierce battle with the royal team.

After the royal team fought in close combat, they quickly evacuated and retreated. With their powerful weapons and various secret techniques, they kept blocking and fleeing. However, facing the Qin Ming team, which was like a wolf and a tiger, their escape did not last long. They were blocked in a waterfall area in just two hundred miles later.

The two sides did not have much difference in terms of numbers and realms, but the weakness of the royal team's "temporary patchwork" quickly evolved into the root of defeat in this fierce and crazy confrontation. Faced with the strong suppression of Qin Ming's side, the crazy pounce, and the tacit cooperation and cooperation, they quickly fell to the disadvantage. The more passive they were, the more anxious they were, the more they began to fight on their own in a crazy manner.

Mengtian Island was arguing, and he never expected to see a wonderful showdown so soon. Is it a coincidence? Or is Qin Ming secretly monitoring the prehistoric battlefield? After all, he has survived for more than three months in it, and he has not disturbed any enemies there for nearly a month. He can do whatever he wants and will definitely make some kind of deployment.

This bloody battle lasted for two hours. Except for six powerful men at the eighth level who ripped open the battlefield wildly and escaped from the encirclement with their powerful weapons, the other eleven high-level heavenly martial artists were all killed in battle, causing a huge sensation on Mengtian Island outside.

On the first day, it was just the first day. The heroic royal team suffered a crushing defeat, losing eleven high-level Tianwu!
Chapter completed!