After a round of fighting, the two got up and fought again. In the eyes of the monks from all directions, it was not the battle between the ancient holy body and the immortal god son, but two madmen fighting for supremacy and risking their lives.
"Approaching 600 rounds, these two madmen are determined to fight to the death!" someone lamented.
"Do they have such a big hatred? They have to do this." Many people scratched their heads.
"The Immortal Clan Jiang Taixu is the head of the Seven Sons of Donghua. The ancestors of the Seven Sons of Donghua are the divine generals under the Empress Donghua. In addition, the relationship between the Empress Donghua and the Holy Lord Dihuang means that the Immortal Clan has a close relationship with the Ancient Holy Body. , shouldn't be mortal enemies." Many old guys fell into deep thought.
"That was all from that year." Too many people disagreed. "The years are too long, and the friendship from eternity has long faded with time. In the peak showdown, ignore these."
"That's true, I... eh? What are you doing, leading a group to fight?" Before the old man finished speaking, he started shouting, drawing everyone's attention to Piaomiao Xutian.
There, another person joined in, and it was not one, but four. Looking closely, they were the Son of God from the Demon Clan, the Son of God from the God Clan, the Son of the Demon Clan, and the Son of God from the Phoenix Clan.
The four of them were a little impatient. Ye Chen was too strong. If the fight continued, the Son of God of the Immortal Clan might not be able to defeat Ye Chen. In order to avoid long nights and dreams, they went into shameless mode.
"Hey!" Someone below quit, it was Xiao Jiuxian, who reached the sky in one step, with delicate and delicate hands, but extremely fierce. With one slap, he flipped the demon god son hundreds of feet away.
"It's none of your business, get out." The God Son of the God Clan was furious, and he came to attack him in two forms. The Demon Clan God Son and the Phoenix God Son also attacked, and even the Demon Clan God Son who was knocked over came.
"Shameless, shameless." Xiao Jiuxian was very angry. Instead of being timid in a one-to-five lineup, he was extremely fierce. The people below him couldn't help but grin and smack their tongues.
However, while the fight between the two sides was in full swing, a dark killing sword suddenly appeared and slashed towards the Little Nine Immortals. The person who took action was the Divine Body of Nirvana. He saw the right moment and wanted to kill the Nine Immortals of the Imperial Family with one sword.
However, although his sword was extremely powerful, it was blocked by a crystal jade hand, Nai Ji Ningshuang.
"Do you know what your actions mean?" The Divine Body of Nirvana traveled back and forth in the mark of time and space, its words were ethereal and silent, the source could not be found, and it appeared and disappeared like a ghost.
"Don't scare me." Ji Ningshuang whispered, and found the location of the Divine Body of Nirvana with great accuracy. She took one step down, rushed to the front of him, and lifted him away with one palm.
The God of Nirvana's expression changed. He didn't know how Ji Ningshuang found him, let alone how she appeared in front of him. Her movements were weird, even more so than the Flying Thunder God Technique.
In a brief moment, Ji Ningshuang arrived again. Before the Divine Body of Annihilation could use the time and space mark to travel, it was knocked out again. Still not settled, Ji Ningshuang arrived again in an instant.
"This is a bit scary." Looking at the tough Ji Ningshuang, Nan Di coughed dryly.
"The Nirvana Divine Body, which surpasses the ancient and modern with its instantaneous body, actually lost to the ordinary bloodline in terms of movement skills." The Emperor took a deep breath, with a look of fear in his eyes, "The Eastern God is indeed very strong."
"I'm ashamed of myself." Xizun shook his head and smiled. He could absolutely suppress the body of the God of Annihilation in terms of physical skills. He absolutely couldn't do it. For this alone, he, the Xizun, was defeated by the East God.
"The quasi-emperor has taken action." As the three of them were talking, someone added a vague word.
But when I saw Xutian, someone was killing me again. The target was not Ye Chen and the Nine Immortals of the Imperial Family, but Ji Ningshuang. That was an old man in purple robes. His true appearance was not visible, but he was a quasi-emperor.
"Hey!" The Son of God of the Dragon Clan gave up and climbed to the sky with one step, knocking the purple-robed quasi-emperor back with one punch, "You still want to sneak attack on my Yaochi, you fucking want to overthrow me!"
"Looking for death." The purple-robed quasi-emperor snorted coldly, the killing sword manifested in his hand, and he came across the sky to kill.
"We are both quasi-sages, who is afraid of the other." The dragon god son faced each other head on. During the confrontation, he also received a dragon knife that flew from afar. It was the Tyrant Dragon Broken Knife, which was sent by Ye Chen.
"I have the Tyrant Dragon in my hand, and I have the world." The dragon god son roared with domineering force, and slashed out a hundred-foot-long golden blade, nearly killing the purple-robed quasi-emperor.
"Arrogant." Before the purple-robed quasi-emperor could counterattack, a cold snort erupted. A man in black robes went straight to kill the dragon god son. He was also a quasi-emperor. His cultivation was suppressed, and he was now a quasi-sage.
"Hey!" The goddess of the spirit race got angry and went up to the sky to block the black-robed quasi-emperor. She was really a crazy bitch. She started to storm, disowned her relatives, and went berserk.
The black-robed quasi-emperor was so fucked that he couldn't even lift his head. Against an enemy of the same rank, he was too far behind the spirit race goddess.
However, just because one person can't do it doesn't mean that two people can't do it. There is also a quasi-emperor rushing towards him, a silver-robed quasi-emperor who wants to join forces with the black-robed quasi-emperor to kill the goddess of the spirit race.
"Hey!" The God of the Wu Clan yelled and raised his feet to the sky. Ye Chen cooperated and sent out the Emperor's War Spear, which was used as an iron rod by this guy, and the body of the silver-robed quasi-emperor broke apart.
"You are seeking death." Another person joined in the fun, and miraculously, it was the quasi-emperor, covered in a golden robe. He was an ancestor from that side, shining with golden light, and directly attacked the son of the witch clan.
"Hey!" The goddess of the ancient tribe ran up. She was more powerful than the goddess of the spirit tribe. She held a divine whip in her hand, and it was wrapped with Tao. It was colorful and dazzling. The quasi-emperor in the golden robe was whipped away by it. Flying around, he crashed through more than a dozen mountains before stopping.
"There must be more." The barbarian god son below took out his battle ax and glanced in all directions with his big eyes like copper bells. "If anyone dares to hit my little Gu, I must beat him."
Not to mention, there are really blind people. They are covered in white robes, which are very dazzling. Their aura is vague, and they are genuine quasi-emperors. They are holding a golden mace and are heading towards the goddess of the ancient tribe.
"Hey!" The Barbarian Son of God moved, and the big man bumped into Xu Tian. The white-robed quasi-emperor raised his sword, but before he could land, he was struck down by the man's axe.
"It's lively, it's really lively now." The person below opened his eyes, his eyes sparkling.
"The Sons and Goddess of the Nine Ancient Tribes, the Divine Body of Nirvana, the Eastern God, the Nine Immortals of the Imperial Family, and the Divine Son of the Phoenix all participated in the battle. This visit to the ancient ruins is really not in vain." Many people were gearing up and wanted to go up there, but I just thought about it and didn't take action.
"I didn't expect that the duel between the Immortal God Son and the Ancient Holy Body would cause so many terrifying beings." The old guys sighed, "Are all the young people of this generation so fierce?"
"Normally, the battle between the Immortal God Son and the Ancient Holy Body should be over." The people from all directions took the time to glance at Dongfang Xutian, "This fight must have lasted for at least a thousand rounds!"
Under the gaze of everyone, the two lunatics, Ye Chen and the Immortal God Son, were really like two beasts. Not only did they not stop fighting, but they became more and more fierce. They really looked like they would never stop fighting.
What can be seen is that the Immortal God Son was at a disadvantage and was fighting a protracted battle. He was no match for Ye Chen. The time limit for the forbidden method had expired. His combat power plummeted and he was blocked in the sky and beaten violently by Ye Chen.
The guy roared loudly, his hair was disheveled, and his face was twisted in a ferocious manner. Unwilling to fail, he attacked frantically and attacked again, but he rushed forward once and was beaten back by Ye Chen.
There was a strong man in the dark who couldn't stand it any longer. When he came to the sky, he was covered in blood robes. He was a quasi-emperor monk, and he was not an ordinary quasi-emperor. His attack was a sneak attack, a real killing blow.
"His life is mine." Bei Sheng took action, and instantly reached the sky. His slender jade finger pointed in one direction. The blood-robed quasi-emperor was hit on the spot, his body was pierced, and he retreated.
"Kill together." The blood-robed quasi-emperor was furious, yelling at one side and calling his companions.
Before he finished speaking, the Quasi-Emperor One or Three Eyes appeared. He looked a bit scary. He had lived for an unknown period of time, his skin was wrinkled, and his three old eyes were so cloudy that no light could be seen.
He was stronger than the blood-robed quasi-emperor. He was holding a broken black sword in his hand, surrounded by the aura of the Nirvana Sword. From a long distance away, monks from all directions could smell the aura of death, and their faces turned pale.
"This crazy woman's life is mine." Nan Di ascended to the sky, holding a golden war spear in his hand, and covered his body with a pair of golden armor, like a god of war, facing the three-eyed quasi-emperor.
He and Bei Sheng had the same idea. Bei Sheng wanted to keep Ye Chen to settle the score, and he couldn't let Bei Sheng die. He was beaten up by Bei Sheng inexplicably, so he also wanted to take time to settle the score.
In this way, Xu Zhenzhen became lively and divided into ten battle circles: Ye Chen vs. the Son of God of the Immortal Clan, the Nine Emperor Immortals vs. the Four Great Sons of God, Ji Ningshuang vs. the Divine Body of Annihilation, the Son of Dragon Clan vs. the Black-robed Quasi-Emperor, the Spirit Clan Goddess vs. the Purple-robed Quasi-Emperor , the god son of the Wu clan versus the quasi-emperor in silver robes, the goddess of the ancient tribe versus the quasi-emperor in gold robes, the son of the barbarian god versus the quasi-emperor in white robes, the Northern Saint versus the quasi-emperor in blood robes, the Southern Emperor versus the three-eyed quasi-emperor.
A good one-on-one fight has attracted a large number of people to fight, and any one of them will be an extremely fierce master, and any one of them will have the same inheritance.