The blood of the Skyfire tribe members was constantly flowing, and their faces were extremely pale. Seeing that their chest and belly had been cut open, the expressions of the members of the Skyfire tribe became terrified.
The god of war, Pai Yao, rushed forward quickly, swung the axe of the god of war, and smashed it again.
When he raised the God of War axe, a huge shadow of the axe appeared behind the God of War axe, threatening people, and then crashed down.
Even the God of War Pai Yao hadn't thought of how the God of War Axe suddenly became so terrifying, which was completely beyond his imagination.
He only felt that the God of War Axe became very powerful after absorbing his blood, but he didn't expect that the God of War Axe is now even more powerful. He didn't know what happened in it.
puff!
Without any accident, the god of war, Paixiu, completely chopped the Skyfire tribe in half with an axe, and their heads were all shattered.
"Why did this axe suddenly become so powerful?" Qing Xue's eyes widened, and the various visions that appeared just now made her feel shocked.
Not just him, everyone in the Pi Xiu clan felt horrified. The appearance of the Pi Xiu phantom just now, and the appearance of the giant phantom of the God of War Axe, made their blood boil inexplicably.
"Brother Qing Zhan, do you know what's going on?" Someone in the Pai Yao clan asked the strongest Qing Zhan in the Pai Yao clan.
Although Qing Zhan’s strength is only on the eighth level of Xuanxian, his talent is extremely outstanding. His cultivation time is very short. It only took more than 20 years to break through to the eighth level of Xuanxian. It can be said that in the entire Nine Demon Palace, In terms of talent, he can be ranked.
Before the Qing War, the Pai Xiu clan also had a talent that was absolutely No. 1 in the entire Nine Demon Palace. This was a character who surpassed Qinghai.
It's a pity that Qing Wu'i died early. Because of his talent, he was young and energetic. When he broke into the forbidden land of the Pai Yao clan, he was nailed to death in the forbidden land. In an instant, it became empty and became the pain of the Pai Yao clan.
If Qing Wu'i is still alive now, then Qinghai won't have anything to do with the title of No.
However, shortly after Qing Wu'i died, Qing Zhan grew up and showed quite a terrifying talent. Within nine years, it grew rapidly and reached its current state.
After that, the god of war, Pai Yao, returned to the Pai Yao clan, and his talent was shocking, which made the Pai Yao clan feel extremely gratified.
A Qing Wuyi died, and now there is another Qing Zhan and Qing Chen, and God is not worthy of the Pai Xiu clan.
Qing Zhan looked at the axe in the hands of the god of war, Pai Yao, and after a long groan, said, "Do you still remember the axe of the god of war in the legend of the Pai Yao?"
After Qing Zhan's words fell, Qing Xue and the others' complexions suddenly changed. They all looked at Qing Zhan in shock, and then involuntarily looked at the axe in the hands of the God of War Pai Yao.
"You mean, the axe in Qing Chen's hand is the treasure of inheritance left by the ancestors, and the God of War axe that has been lost for many years?" Qing Xue said after shaking her lips twice.
Qing Zhan stared at the god of war axe in the hands of the god of war, Pai Yao, nodded slightly and said, "It should be correct."
"Didn't the God of War Axe have been lost? How could Qing Chen own it?" Qing Xue asked with a look of surprise.
Qing Zhan showed a meaningful expression and said, "The God of War Axe in Qing Chen's hand is naturally given to him by the patriarch."
Qingxue looked at Qing Zhan's meaningful expression, after a moment of stun, looked at Qing Chen again, swallowed all the words in her mouth, and said nothing.
After the god of war, Pai Yao, killed the Skyfire tribe, he waited for Fang Cuntai to reward him.
Another jade bottle appeared on the ground of Fangcuntai. When the god of war, Pai Yao saw the fire of the jade bottle, his expression changed. He hesitated and said, "Isn't this fake again?"
After speaking, the god of war, Pai Yao, picked up the jade bottle, then opened it and smelled it. This time he smelled a strong bloody smell, and there was a terrifying force surging in the jade bottle.
Although this extremely terrifying force is powerful, it feels so kind.
The God of War Pixiu frowned slightly, a little confused, but didn't think too much, there was something in this jade bottle, as long as it was not empty, anything was fine.
The God of War Paixiu walked off the Fangcuntai with satisfaction, looked at the axe and glanced at Ye Chen's side, and then secretly smiled.
Ye Chen gave a wry smile, and then secretly gave a thumbs up. When the God of War, Pai Yao saw it, he was even more crying.
Afterwards, the battle of life and death in the arena continued, the third floor of Xuanxian had ended, and the fourth floor of Xuanxian had already begun to draw lots, and then the battle of life and death began.
The life and death battle on the fourth floor of Xuanxian was naturally much more intense than that on the third floor of Xuanxian. After a fierce battle, except for two groups that did not kill their opponents within the specified time, they were finally crushed by Fang Cuntai. All of them are divided into life and death.
The battle is constantly escalating, and the battles on the fifth and sixth floors of the Profound Immortal are also unfolding one after another. The sixth and fifth floors of the Profound Immortal are the most people, so the time is the longest.
After a fight, half of the people were left. It was a good result.
Afterwards, there was a life-and-death battle at the seventh level of Xuanxian, and there were quite a few people on the seventh level of Xuanxian, with a total of sixteen.
After the saint radiated the light, everyone got a number, and Ye Chen got the number two.
"The first group begins." The saint said flatly.
The one who got the number one was Chu Yulong, and the one who got the number sixteen was a member of the Yi tribe. This tribe has eight wings. This bloodline is very obvious.
"Brother Chu, come on." Ye Chen said with a smile.
Chu Yulong nodded, and then walked onto the Fangcun platform. After the Yi Clan members flashed their eight wings to the ring, the two sides looked at each other, and then both carved time on the stone platform.
Chu Yulong and the members of the Yi tribe almost thought of it together, and the time they engraved was half an hour.
After the stone platform disappeared, the two sides exploded with the strongest aura, and the Fang Cun platform began to shrink at this moment.
Chu Yulong sacrificed the Purple Dragon Bell, and the purple bell made a faint sound of dragon chants, and the purple light came to suppress it towards the Yi Clan.
The Yi Clan members held a huge golden sledgehammer, swung the sledgehammer up, and slammed it towards Chu Yulong's Purple Dragon Bell.
Boom!
The sledgehammer hit the purple dragon bell, and the purple dragon bell rang straight, and the bell sounded like a billowing thunder, which shook people's eardrums.
But the purple dragon clock did not move at all, and the purple light was even more dazzling. Chu Yulong roared to the sky and said: "The purple dragon comes out, the eternal sky!"
After this loud roar, the lifelike purple dragon on the purple dragon bell suddenly rose up to reveal it, and then let out a deafening dragon roar.
Immediately afterwards, the purple dragon began to wander on the purple dragon bell, rushed out from the purple dragon bell, and violently attacked the Wing Clan people.
As soon as the purple dragon came out, its power became extremely terrifying, and Chu Yulong's breath also soared, and almost all his strength was concentrated on the purple dragon bell. The bell of the purple dragon bell kept on, and it seemed to cheer on the purple dragon again.
Seeing that Zilong's offensive was so fierce, the members of the Wing tribe sank. They didn't dare to take the slightest care. They concentrated all their power on the sledgehammer. At the same time, the members of the Wing tribe seemed to have used it. The secret technique exploded the power of the blood in the body, and the eight-winged light behind him was a masterpiece, and a huge eight-wing shadow appeared.
After the appearance of the eight-winged shadows, the power of the Yi tribesmen also increased rapidly, and then they smashed them with a sledgehammer.
boom!
The sledgehammer collided with the purple dragon, and the purple dragon shook the sky, opening its huge mouth as if it could swallow the world.
Rumble!
A loud noise came to mind on the square inch platform, two powerful forces almost exploded, and one force spread out, shaking both of them backwards and flying out.
At this moment, the Fang Cuntai was shrinking rapidly, and Chu Yulong and the Wing Clan members didn't have much time to spend. After their bodies were stabilized, they both rushed towards each other with the most powerful aura.
Chu Yulong's Purple Dragon Bell was once again suppressed, and the Purple Dragon Bell became even bigger, like a mountain, with terrifying power.
The same is true for the members of the Yi tribe. After the sledgehammer fell, a huge shadow of the hammer fell and hit the purple dragon bell. The sledgehammer bounced back.
The body of the Yi Clan staggered, and the sledgehammer in his hand almost came out.
At this moment, Zilong Zhong quickly suppressed it and detained it towards the Wing Clan.
Purple light enveloped the Yi tribe people. This purple light seemed to have a magical nature. After being enveloped, the Yi tribe people actually felt a sense of fear. He tried to rush out of the purple light, but the purple dragon bell suppressed it very quickly. , He was too late.
The Wing Clan members can only smash out with the sledgehammer in their hands, but this blow did not have any effect, but made the sledgehammer out of their hands.
The Zilongzhong was suppressed mercilessly, and the Yi tribe was detained inside the purple dragon. Immediately after that, there was a heart-piercing scream from the Yi tribe.
After a few breaths, Fang Cuntai stopped shrinking, and the Zilong Bell flew up, turning into the size of a bell, and took it back from Chu Yulong's hand.
There was a pool of blood on the Fangcun platform, but the body of the Yi tribe had disappeared.
Everyone was terrified when they saw this scene.
Chu Yulong's face was also paler, and the attack just now completely consumed his ninth layer of strength, leaving only a little strength to support him not to fall.
Afterwards, a wooden box appeared on the ground of Fangcuntai. Chu Yulong picked up the wooden box and walked off the Fangcuntai without opening it.
After Chu Yulong walked on the lower stage, the saint's voice came faintly, saying: "The second group begins."
Ye Chen walked onto Fangcuntai with a faint smile, and his opponent No.15 was a disciple of the Sanqing Xianzong.