The battleship circled leisurely and stopped on a flat land halfway up the main peak of Kunlun Mountain, a thousand meters above the ground. There was a circle of shining light gates on the flat ground.
On several stone platforms in front of the light gate, there are five Martial Emperors staying. The five Martial Emperors each correspond to a race, the human race, the demon race, the god race, the demon race, and the corpse race.
Looking at this scene, even a fool can guess that behind the light gate in this place jointly guarded by the five tribes is the Tianlu Shenquan Pool.
Not far from the flat ground, there was a set of steps leading to a higher place. From a distance, it was impossible to tell how many steps there were. The steps at the end of the sight are hidden in the clouds and mist, ethereal and agile.
Xiao Chen looked around, and in mid-air, the emperor-class battleships of the demon clan, ghost clan, and zombie clan had arrived early, but the god clan's battleship was not seen.
On the warships of the three tribes, there were no peerless monsters of the younger generation, so they must have all gone down.
On the stone platform below, the Martial Emperor of the human race looked at the battleship of the Martial God Palace, nodded slightly to the python-robed Quasi-Emperor on the bow, and then immediately closed his eyes.
The python-robed quasi-emperor said in a deep voice: "The ten of you are coming down with me. The others don't move. Just wait here."
Whoosh!
With a casual scroll, Xiao Chen and others were led away by an irresistible force without even the ability to resist. By the time his body regained control, he was already standing on the platform, behind the Human Martial Emperor.
In just a short moment, as if teleporting, the quasi-emperor's strength was completely incomprehensible to Xiao Chen and others, and was simply unbelievable.
Looking around, behind the Martial Emperor of the Demon Clan, the Martial Emperor of the Ghost Clan, and the Martial Emperor of the Corpse Clan, there are ten young monsters with flashing edges and deep auras standing behind them.
If you compare the geniuses of the other three tribes together, you will find that their auras are completely different.
The younger generation of the demon race exuded violent and ferocious auras, each of them unabashedly, as if they were about to explode at any time.
The younger generation of the corpse clan all have dark complexions, their skin looks as hard as iron, and they look lifeless. Only his eyes were fierce and restrained, looking maliciously at Xiao Chen and others who had just fallen behind.
As for the ghost tribe, they are just as lifeless as the corpse tribe warriors, but they appear more peaceful and profound.
If the lifelessness of the Corpse Clan is just an appearance, the rage and madness in their hearts is no less than that of the Monster Clan warriors.
As for the warriors of the ghost clan, they were completely lifeless and looked completely lifeless. Their fair faces were as quiet as water, as if they were carved from the same mold.
It's a coincidence that Xiao Chen knows all the young monsters from these three tribes.
The one from the demon clan is Xiaotian Houfeng, the one from the corpse clan is Wang Can, who took the throne of death from him, and the one from the ghost clan is the woman in red dress with the eight ghosts carrying the sedan chair.
As soon as the first two appeared, he immediately cast a hostile gaze, but the little sky monkey seemed more tolerant, and the hostile gaze disappeared in a flash.
The hostility in Wang Can's eyes never dissipated, and he even showed demonstrative contempt for Xiao Chen.
As for the woman in the red dress, she never glanced at Xiao Chen from beginning to end.
The younger generation of the God Clan was not present, so the light door could not be opened for the time being. The other races seemed to be used to the God Clan's pretentiousness, and they did not seem too surprised.
"There are quite a few old acquaintances. Xia Houjue is about to enter the Shenquan Pool. Do you dare to make a small bet with me?"
Behind the demon clan, a burly, shirtless, rough young man with faint lion prints on both sides of his cheeks jumped out and said teasingly to Xiahou Jue.
The third holy son of the human race has been out to explore the outside world very early. He is somewhat famous in the entire Kunlun world, and he will definitely bring a lot of grievances and resentments.
Apparently, this genius warrior of the demon clan had a story with Xia Houjue.
Shui Lingling whispered in Xiao Chen's ear: "The person who jumped out was Tu Ze from the Golden Lion Clan. He is considered the number three figure in the younger generation of the Monster Clan. He was once tricked by Xia Houjue in a secret realm in the Xuan Domain. , there is spirit demon blood flowing in the body.”
In ancient times, there were hundreds of demon ancestors. Each of these demon ancestors were peerless kings and emperors. Some demon ancestors had their bloodline passed down, and their descendants would be far stronger than some geniuses of their generation, and they also had some innate abilities.
These bloodlines are called spirit demon bloodlines within the Demon Realm. They are somewhat similar to the human family that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years and has a very deep foundation.
Xia Houjue smiled coldly, jumped out and said, "Am I afraid of you? You tell me what the bet is."
Tu Ze smiled confidently and said: "It's very simple. This place is not suitable for serious fights. You and I just rely on moves and don't use the laws of the heavenly saints. I won't change my demon body, and you don't use the holy beast martial arts."
"Just make a gesture like this, and the loser will give the other party five thousand black star coins."
One black star coin is roughly equivalent to a hundred ordinary star coins, and five thousand black star coins is equivalent to half a million star coins. Considering the two people's worth, it is not a big amount.
The thing you bet on is not important, the main thing is that you are in front of so many geniuses. If you lose, you will be embarrassed in terms of face.
Xia Houjue had some doubts. Tu Ze had obviously come prepared and had been waiting for him for a long time. Moreover, the body of the demon race is much stronger than that of the human race. Without using true energy and natural laws, the opponent will obviously have an advantage.
But in front of so many people, if he doesn't agree, he will appear timid. If word gets out, his reputation will definitely be unbearable.
But with my strength, as long as it’s not an absolute disadvantage, I should have no problem staying undefeated. Even if you lose, it doesn't matter as long as the defeat is not ugly.
After all, everyone knows that the human body is much weaker than the demon body.
Thinking like this, Xia Houjue directly agreed: "I am happy to accompany you."
Tu Ze laughed loudly and said seriously: "Xiahou Jue, you really don't know how to live or die. I see how you can embarrass this person today."
After finishing his words, he stamped his feet hard on the ground. Tu Ze's figure flashed, and when his body rubbed against the air, he made a harsh explosion sound, and punched Xia Houjue in the face.
Xia Houjue felt something was wrong, but the opponent's fist was already in front of him. Without thinking, he used his skill and slapped the palm.
If he wanted to slap Tu Ze on the side of his fist, he would use the skill of moving a thousand pounds in four or two to directly push the opponent away.
Snapped!
But this palm hit the fist hard, making an ear-splitting sound. Tu Ze's straight punch did not move at all, without any deviation.
Xiahou Juexing was shocked. He felt as if he had been slapped on a mountain peak, and his palms were sore.
The opponent's strength was far beyond his, and he simply couldn't defeat it with skill.
The punch was coming, and Xia Hou had no choice but to quickly stretch his left hand and block it in front of his face, trying to resist it.
Click, click, click!
The sound of bones breaking was heard. Tu Ze's punch had an unknown force of tens of thousands of kilograms, and it directly broke Xia Houjue's left forearm.
The force did not diminish, and it continued to surge forward, hitting Xiahou Jue on the face through his arm, causing Xiahou Jue to fall backwards.
Tu Ze chuckled, took advantage of the situation, took a step forward, and punched Xiahou Jue who had landed on the ground.
His left arm was broken. Xia Houjue's face was pale and he looked in great pain. He turned his body in the air and rotated twice on the ground to avoid the punch.
boom!
The fist landed on the ground, cracks spread, and gravel flew everywhere in an instant.
After initially underestimating the strength of his opponent Tu Ze, Xia Houjue was at an absolute disadvantage. Tu Ze made him dodge in all directions without even having a chance to kick him.
After ten moves, Tu Ze seized an opportunity and kicked Xia Houjue in the chest, sending him flying away.
The fist contained fierce force, and Xiahou Jue was forced to use his true energy. After removing this force, he could barely stand firm.
Within ten moves, Tu Ze was forced to use his true energy. He kicked him away with his feet and almost fell to the ground. It can be said that he was as embarrassed as he wanted.
Xiahou Jue's face turned gloomy as he saw the looks coming from warriors from all directions.
This time, he was completely embarrassed. He threw out a ring with a thousand black star coins and threw it directly to the opponent. Xiahou Jue walked to the back of the team without saying a word.
Tu Ze took the ring and said with a hearty smile: "I just reached the first level of body half a month ago. One punch can hit two million kilograms. Xiahou Jue, you really don't know how to live or die. How dare you compete with me physically?" Moves.”
"I defeated him in ten moves. What a bullshit saint, not worth mentioning."
The others looked astonished. The monster body already had a great advantage over the human body. Now that Tu Ze had reached the first level of the holy body, he had an overwhelming advantage.
It makes sense that Xiahou Jue's defeat was so ugly. In fact, he shouldn't have agreed to this bet at all. It was because Xiahou Jue was too conceited.
After losing in embarrassment and being severely humiliated by Tu Ze, Xia Houjue felt aggrieved and was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.
Looking at the younger generation of the human race, Tu Ze said with some unfinished meaning: "Is there anyone who wants to step in for Xiahou Jue? I, Tu Ze, will be with you at any time."
The others were silent and did not speak. If one were to judge by true strength, no one would be afraid of Tu Ze when fighting alone.
But knowing that the opponent has advanced to the first level of the holy body, and the strength has reached two million kilograms, how can he still take advantage of him when he cannot use his true energy and natural laws.
"It turns out that they are all a bunch of weaklings. They don't even have the courage to get ten places. What a waste of divine resources." Tu Ze curled his lips, looking very proud, and was about to walk back.
The younger generation of the human race were very angry, but they still had sense and did not make any impulsive decisions.
The little Sky Monkey in the demon tribe saw this scene, his heart moved, his lips moved, and he said a few words to Tu Ze alone, and then gave Xiao Chen a cold look.
When Tu Ze heard Little Sky Monkey's message, he couldn't help but stop, turned around, and looked at Xiao Chen.
"Are you Xiao Chen, that white-robed swordsman, the only warrior from the Misty Lake in ten thousand years?"
Xiao Chen was a little strange. He didn't know how the other party noticed him, and said calmly: "Yes or no, it has nothing to do with you."
A gloomy look flashed in Tu Ze's eyes, and he walked over slowly and said: "Very good, it seems that it is really you. Do you dare to come out and make a bet? I, Tu Ze, will give you three moves."
Give me three moves? After hearing this, Xiao Chen couldn't help but look at the other party with a very strange expression. He didn't need to die in such a way if he wanted to die.