On the ancient battlefield of Blood Moon, the blood-colored moon shines high, and the moonlight shone down on the earth, making people shudder.
Before I knew it, three months had passed. In the ancient battlefield, the war had happened many times, and everything was in a mess.
In the ancient battlefield, the four emperors ruled on one side, and no one was invincible. The arrogance of a hundred tribes fiercely resisted. However, the absolute disparity in strength made everyone gradually powerless.
Before the threat of death, the arrogance of hundreds of clans chose to attach themselves one after another, and the most powerful Quartet strength in the Ancient Blood Moon Battlefield gradually took shape. The Four Emperors, the honorary title given to the descendants of the four imperial veins by the Tianjiao of the Hundred Clan, the Eastern Shiling Emperor, the Western Golden Lion Hongyuan, the Northern Witch Holy Maiden Tianxin, and the Southern Lin Clan Queen Jin Lin'er, the most powerful royal bloodline in the world, Let the four royal family descendants overwhelm the sky
Pride, king on the ancient battlefield.
However, under the Four Sovereigns, there are also amazing talents, who did not choose to be attached, relying on their own strength to create a world.
Among them, Xiaoxiao of the Fox Clan, Guxin of Jueyang Ancient City, Yuan Tian of the Ape Clan, and Leopard Girl of the Leopard Clan stood out among the hundreds of clans with their strength to overwhelm the heroes, and gradually gained their own fame and followers.
In the past three months, immortal jades were born one after another in the ancient battlefield, and all parties competed fiercely, and each gained something.
In the four directions of the ancient battlefield, the four most powerful royal bloodlines each defended their own side, acquiescing to the current situation, and did not choose to fight with other royal bloodlines.
The four descendants of the royal family knew that there was still a long way to go before the three-year period of the Hundred Clan Competition, and it was too early to start a war now.
The four emperors are restrained, and the whole body is moved with one hair. In addition to the equally amazing strength of the royal family, all parties tacitly chose to avoid large-scale battles.
At the same time, in the east of the ancient battlefield of the Blood Moon, a plain-clothed figure strode forward. In the past three months, he has never made a move again, and few people know it.
The blood moon was scattered, and there were desolations everywhere. Ning Chen was walking on the wasteland, searching for the immortal jade, while looking for the whereabouts of the winter rain and the summer solstice.
He didn't know whether the two girls came in the end, but as long as there was a chance, he would continue to look for it.
He had promised the mothers of the two girls that Baizu Jingfeng would take good care of them this time. As a man, how could he easily lose his trust.
However, after searching for three months, there is still no news of any two women, as if the winter rain and the summer solstice have never appeared in the ancient battlefield.
The worry in Ning Chen's heart is getting stronger and stronger, and the speed of moving forward is getting faster and faster.
Since there is no trace of these two girls here, he will go elsewhere.
In the south, on a peak, the golden scales in a golden robe stood still, his eyes looking straight ahead, pale as autumn water.
In the distance, a man in a dark red sword suit stepped forward. His face was handsome, slightly pale, and his temperament was extraordinary. The ancient sword in his hand could not be seen, but the sword was pressing.
Behind Jin Lin'er, the followers of the big clan Tianjiao saw the figure walking down the mountain, and their expressions were all condensed. This person, the comer is not good.
At the foot of the mountain, Gu Xin stopped, stomped under his feet, and rose from the ground, straight into the sky.
"Lonely"
In front of the mountain, Jin Lin'er looked at the swordsman rising from the ground below, a strange color flashed in her beautiful eyes, the young master of Jueyang Ancient City, this person, made a deep impression on her, because his sword was too strong. strange.
The solitary yin does not grow and the solitary yang does not grow. This is the principle of heaven. However, there are exceptions to everything. The negative pole produces yang, and the positive pole sounds yin. But it is extremely yin, and it is extremely powerful.
"Brother Guxin, is there anything wrong here?" Jin Lin'er said calmly.
"It is rumored that the scale clan has the best defense in the world, so I came here specially to experience it."
Gu Xin looked at the princess of the scale clan in front of her, and the corner of her mouth curved into a strange arc, whispering softly.
Jin Lin'er heard the words, her expression condensed, and said, "Brother Guxin should know what it means for us to go to war. I think King Jueyang doesn't want to see you and me fighting."
"My father is my father, I am me, Jin Lin'er, please."
The words fell, the Taiyin sword in Guxin's hand moved, and the sound of the sword sounded, resounding through the sky.
The magic weapon will appear, the color of the sky and the earth will change, the endless cold and cold air will spread, the space will condense, and the frost will fill the sky.
"You stand back."
Seeing that the war was inevitable, Jin Lin'er's expression also became cold, she said indifferently, raised her slender hand, and the golden light shined on the world.
At the rear, the Tianjiao of the clan quickly retreated, leaving the space for the two of them.
"Please"
As soon as the words fell, the Taiyin Sword came out, and the incomparable sword might slashed across the void with a dazzling bloodstain, slashing the sky.
Seeing this, Jin Lin'er raised her slender hand, and the dazzling golden light rose, and she took the sword of Taiyin.
The first move of the confrontation between the two powers, the flesh and blood body smashed the peerless divine soldiers, the incomprehensible protection of the scale clan was indestructible, the harsh sound of gold and stone sounded, and the aftermath swayed sharply.
"Absolute Sword, Tianqing"
Before taking a move, Gu Xin stepped into the air, his figure stepped back ten feet, the Taiyin Sword turned, and a round of circular sword gangs appeared.
The next moment, in the sword gang, one after another sword light burst out of the sky, the void shook, and one after another dazzling cracks appeared, the gloomy wind whistled, and the ice was frozen for thousands of miles.
The sword was drawn, and Jin Lin'er's figure moved instantly, avoiding the light of heavy swords.
In the void, after a heavy sword light, a dark red streamer flashed past, alone, and Taiyin took his life.
With a bang, the sword's edge broke the heart, the absolute defense, the peerless magic weapon confronted head-on, and the violent friction sounded, sharp and ear-piercing.
Close at hand, the Taiyin Sword was spinning rapidly, trying to break the incomprehensible protection of the scales. However, the scales armor was indestructible, and the peerless divine machine was actually difficult to enter.
"Get out!"
Jin Lin'er's expression sank, condensed her energy, and slapped it with a heavy palm, which landed on the former's heart.
"Uh"
With a splash of blood, the long sword was dyed red, and the lonely body flew out of ten feet, the first serious injury.
One move was dominant, Jin Lin'er did not hesitate, the figure flashed past, bullying him.
With the blessing of the scale armor, the princess of the scale clan only attacked but did not defend, and her moves were fierce, like a violent storm.
The situation changed, Young Master Jueyang was in crisis, and the sword of Taiyin was endless.
Outside of the battle, the arrogances of the hundreds of clans watched the battle ahead with shocking expressions. This swordsman was indeed extraordinary, but in the face of Jin Lin'er, who had the blood of the royal family, after all, it was half the difference.
"Three Types of Taiyin"
The situation was suppressed, but the smile on Guxin's mouth became more and more dazzling, the palm of his hand slid across the Taiyin Sword, and the blood flowed down, dyeing the sword.
"One hundred years of swords!"
With the move of absolute yin, the surrounding world changed color instantly, a black overcast moon appeared in the sky, the two moons were in the same sky, and the time and space were in chaos.
In the cloudy moon, the Lone Heart Sword turned for a hundred years, and the sword shook the sky. On the lofty mountain peak, Jin Lin'er saw this, his expression dignified, and he did not dare to be careless.