"Boom!"

The leader of the Dark God Clan was extremely powerful, and his attack method was also very strange. He appeared behind Master Lingyun unknowingly. Even though Master Lingyun noticed it in advance, he was still blown away by a palm in his haste.

go out.

"Pfft~"

Master Lingyun stabilized his figure, and a wisp of blood suddenly overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this scene,

Many human cultivators became even more angry and cursed...

But the leader of the Dark God Clan remained calm and said calmly:

"What is a wheel battle, and what is a sneak attack? Did the rules of the competition say that this is not allowed?"

"You can also ask others to come out and fight me!"

Everyone's expressions turned red and they were speechless!

Call the others out?

There are only three Category 3 Tribulation Powerhouses in total. Now Situ Wunian has died in the battle. Master Lingyun just won a game and was injured in a sneak attack. He is no longer in peak condition!

"Shua~"

Some people turned their attention to Ni Tianhai, the leader of the Beishan Sect, hoping that Ni Tianhai would take action and teach the leader of the Dark God Clan a lesson.

Ni Tianhai did not say a word, nor did he have any intention of taking action!

This puzzled everyone!

I don’t understand why the reverse sect leader still doesn’t take action at this moment?

"Jie Jie Jie... Since there is no one else, I can only fight against Master Lingyun!"

The leader of the Dark God Clan smiled strangely and attacked Master Lingyun again!

"boom!"

"Bang!!"

After Master Lingyun resisted several times, his attack speed was obviously much slower!

His current condition is very poor. Unless he takes a truce for an hour to recover, he will not be a match for him!

But reality can be cruel,

The battlefield between humans and gods is no child’s play!

"Boom!"

The leader of the Dark God Clan struck Master Lingyun again with another blow.

Master Lingyun's scarred body was already stained red with blood...

Seeing this scene, many human cultivators were heartbroken.

Their eyes were splitting, and the anger in their hearts was rushing into their minds. They wanted to go on the scene immediately and besiege the leader of the Dark God Clan!

"Senior Lingyun, let's admit defeat!"

"That's right! Master Lingyun, at worst, I will admit defeat in this round! Anyway, there is still a second level competition!"

A group of people spoke out one after another,

In fact, the corners of my eyes are already wet!

It’s hard to accept that the seniors of the human race are desperately fighting at the front. This is too sad...

More than ten thousand years have passed!

There is no monster in the human race who can stand up and take the lead!

"Fellow Daoist Lingyun, we have to admit defeat in this battle! There is nothing we can do to save the day just by the two of us!"

At this time,

Ni Tianhai spoke up.

From beginning to end, his expression was calm and unruffled. Even if Situ Wunian died in battle before, his face did not change at all!

"Boom!"

Master Lingyun was silent,

He gritted his teeth and launched an attack, but all the spells were easily dodged by the dark descendant leader.

at this moment,

He understands that there is absolutely no way to save him!

If you don't stop fighting, you will definitely end up like the head of the Situ family!

"This time, we admit defeat!"

When Master Lingyun said these words again, the breath in his heart suddenly disappeared, and his face suddenly looked as if he had aged by dozens of years...

He turned his back to everyone!

The figure was slender, and the sounds of sighs and groans of pain came from his mouth.

"The pitiful and pathetic human race is so weak..."

The leader of the Dark God Clan is arrogant, his words are ruthless, and his face is full of sarcasm and sarcasm!

Everyone gritted their teeth when they heard this, but they had no choice but to swallow the frustration in their hearts!

"You win on the first type of battlefield, and we win on the third type of battlefield! Now it's up to the second type of battlefield!"

"As long as you can win the second-category battlefield, you are qualified to talk to us on an equal footing! If you don't win, then I'm sorry, we can only use your garbage to train our troops before we wipe out the Zeal of the Dead!"

Mo Zhan's tone was full of threats.

There is no coexistence between man and God. This has been a rule since ancient times...

"Creak!"

Everyone's teeth squeaked when they heard this!

But soon,

Their looks were full of hope again!

They still have great hope of winning!

Mingyue Sword God, Ancient Ancestor Heiyun, Ancient Emperor Yin Yang, Lu Ning, Ancient Buddha Monk Yi, and the ancient ancestor of the Zhang family, which one of these people is not a famous second-category strong person?

Especially the Mingyue Sword God and Lu Ning have been cultivating the second level realm for a long time and have few rivals in the same realm!

"We must win the last game and slap them in the face!"

"Win! You must win!"

Everyone either shouted excitedly or prayed silently in their hearts, hoping to win this battle.

Don’t fight over the steamed buns over the breath!

And just then.

"Shua~"

A woman wearing a fiery red dress walked out from the army of gods.

The woman has a plump figure, a beautiful face, and a wheat-colored skin. She is very healthy but makes people feel depressed.

Because there is a flame flickering slightly between the eyebrows of this woman, and her hair is the color of blood, she is obviously a creature of the Vulcan tribe!

Vulcan tribe.

One of the eight great clans of gods in ancient times,

The strength of this clan is unfathomable and they control thousands of flames in the world. In the ancient catastrophe, they destroyed countless human clan forces!

Only since ancient times,

The Vulcan tribe chooses to cultivate in silence and rarely walks around in the human world.

Now that he is born again, no one can predict the depth of this clan!

"Giggle. Huo Miaomiao from the Vulcan Clan is here to learn about the strength of the masters from the human race..."

The woman in the red dress covered her mouth and smiled softly, with a charming look. Her plump breasts trembled slightly with the laughter, and her wheat-colored skin reflected a dazzling luster, which made people dizzy.

"Xingmen Yin Yang Ancient Emperor, fight with you!"

Ancient Emperor Yin Yang stepped out with force.

As the strongest among the three emperors of the Star Gate, he is bound to sweep all enemies and win the absolute right to speak for the human race!

"you?"

Huo Miaomiao looked at Ancient Emperor Yin Yang up and down, then chuckled and said:
To be continued...