The purple flame Tianlong curled up in anger, slapped, the face of the six elders of the Li family changed at the same time, and his spiritual energy could not be turned over in time, and almost fell to the ground in one fell swoop, and Li Yuanxing was not the king of Wuzhong, directly on all fours. Stiff, fainted.
what!
The six elders of the Li family were all pale, they found that their spiritual power was actually suppressed, unable to fully function, and the soul seemed to be suppressed by a king of creation, and their fighting spirit plummeted.
What is going on, is the other party the King of Creation
No, even though the other party did not reveal the truth, but the breath is definitely the emperor of sublimation, if the six of them can't even recognize this, they can really buy a piece of tofu and hit it to death!
But what kind of fairy technique is this, it can drastically cut their combat power after all!
He wasn't Zhou Heng's opponent in the first place, how could he fight this
The warriors outside... are all so scary
They were hesitating for the first time when they wanted to leave. If the people outside were so strong, wouldn't they go out for food delivery
Zhou Heng strode past, murderous.
In fact, there was really no grievance between him and the Li family. The fault was that the other party used an irreparable method to "inquire" the way to leave! In fact, if they were to negotiate, maybe Zhou Heng would cooperate with them.
After all, there is also a King of Creation in the Li family, and he has entered the sacred mountain. He has experience!
But who made the Li family accustomed to being aloof, and didn't want to reveal the secret, so they only had one idea, that is, to take Zhou Heng and directly ask! This pushed the two sides to irreversible hostility. Zhou Heng was not bloodthirsty, but it was impossible to let go of those who wanted to kill him.
"Hahaha, let's start, don't think we will beg for mercy!"
"As long as there is an ancestor in the Li family, it will never wither!"
"The ancestors will avenge us!"
"You can't live for too long, we are waiting for you on Huangquan Road!"
Seeing that his death was inevitable, the members of the Li family acted very bachelor. Instead of begging for mercy, they cried out to Zhou Heng.
The ancestor of the Li family, the king of creation!
This is indeed a strong enemy, impossible to beat with Zhou Heng's current combat power! Even if he breaks through to the Emperor Shenghua, it is very difficult, because the barriers of the creation realm are too strong, at least 20 phases can be broken through!
Before that, Zhou Heng was not qualified to fight head-on with the King of Creation!
—Of course, if the King of Creation was accidentally hit by Zhou Heng with a punch and a sword, it would not be far away from the soul flying.
Zhou Heng shook his black sword and said, "What about King of the World? Whoever wants to kill me, I will kill whoever! If you Li family don’t want to go down here, pray that your ancestor will not make a mistake. idea!"
The sword shadow passed, and the seven members of the Li family had an extra sword hole in their chests, blood gurgling out, and they died completely.
Zhou Heng put away the black sword, swept his body, and quickly left the canyon. The poison gas there was indeed terrifying. He had to use his spiritual power to defend it at all times, which consumed a lot of money. Of course, he had to leave as soon as he was done.
After exiting the canyon, he first refined the life essence absorbed from the black sword, and then jumped back to the Holy Immortal Hall-the total of six ascending emperors and one ascending emperor only allowed Zhou Heng to add one magic element.
The King of Creation of the Li family was able to realize that he was in a narrow world. This was originally a good partner for cooperation, but it is a pity that the two sides are now on opposite sides.
Now not only can't cooperate, but it has become an absolute enemy, and it is still a headache to think of it.
After all, this world is too small. If Zhou Heng wants to leave, he must find a way to go to the holy mountain. This is equivalent to drawing a prison for him, and he can only move within this range.
Zhou Heng unfolded the Shen Fa, but it took five days to return to the Holy Immortal Hall. At this time, there were still nineteen days before the battle of the holy water messengers.
People from all sides are gearing up. It has been a thousand years since the last thousand-year-old battle of the holy water messengers. Naturally, many new talents have emerged from the major forces, but they are still inferior to Yan Jinrui, Sun Zhuoli, and Qiao Qingqing. A lot.
It is these three people who have the highest voice to win.
Time passed quickly, and half a month passed in a blink of an eye. The battle of the holy water messengers also began the first draw, dividing all the contestants into five major groups-only by becoming the first in the major group can they qualify successfully. With Yan Jinrui, Sun Zhuoli and Qiao Qingqing to form the final eight, re-draw lots to determine the final winner.
Yan Jinrui, Sun Zhuoli and Qiao Qingqing are seeded players. They can advance to the quarterfinals without participating in the first round of competition.
The first round of competition is very simple. You don't need to defeat one opponent after another, you only need to fight once, and everyone only needs to fight once!
This is a melee!
Hundreds of people are in the same arena. If they are beaten or run down by themselves, they will lose! Moreover, you don't have to bear any responsibility for killing people in the ring, so don't try to use the rules of the Holy Immortal Palace to play some tricks to win.
—Only true warriors and true strong men are worthy of taking holy water for the supreme gods!
Zhou Heng took a look, and he was assigned to the fourth largest group.
"Oh, four, this number is unlucky!" The Red Dragon Empress immediately reached out and snatched the sign Zhou Heng had just obtained, and then said in a fuss.
"Come back!" Zhou Heng spread his hand.
"Come and get it yourself!" The Queen of Red Dragon stuffed the sign from her neckline and sank into the deep cleavage. Such a brand was stuffed in and it didn't change the shape of her breasts. It can be seen how majestic her breasts and how deep her cleavage is!
Zhou Heng couldn't help but his heart swayed, only to feel that a certain part became extremely hard in an instant, and his eyes were immediately fixed on the snow-white bulge.
Damn, this place has magnified all his mood swings more than ten times!
"Second Sister, you are ashamed!" The Queen of Blue Dragon hurriedly pulled out the sign and threw it to Zhou Heng without even looking at it.
Zhou Heng stretched out his hand to catch it, only to feel that the sign was still warm, and there seemed to be a faint fragrance, which made him feel stunned again.
Alas, you must leave this place as soon as possible!
Five days later, the first group of battles began first, in the martial arts arena of the Holy Immortal Palace, and the second to fifth groups were conducted in the next four days. There are no rules in the game. You can use any magic weapon, but you can't use taboo techniques, such as self-destruction.
Zhou Heng didn't go to watch the game, it made no difference to him no matter who won, he exploded with a punch!
Three more days later, it was finally Zhou Heng's turn to be the fourth largest group.
The first three groups of qualified people are Chen Hao, Ma Yifei and Yuanshan. They are all sublimation emperors. Among them, only Chen Hao is the newcomer who just emerged. Both Ma Yifei and Yuanshan have participated in the battle of the holy water messengers nine times before. Is their last chance.
A piece of paper was pasted on Zhou Heng's chest with the number "two hundred and sixty-six" written on it, which was his number. However, there are obviously more than two hundred people in this huge fighting arena, but it has reached the level of a thousand people.
Of course, it is impossible for thousands of people to be in the sublimation realm. In this small world, the sublimation realm is not so worthless!
About two hundred people have reached the level of sublimation, and the emperor of sublimation has only more than fifty. Most of them are Emperor Sun Yao, even Emperor Sun Yao. This level of warrior also wants to stand out? What if you qualify, there are real strong players in the quarterfinals!
—Since the holy water messenger is a huge glory, even if you can't compete for this greatest glory, you are equally famous for being able to squeeze into the quarterfinals!
The word fame and fortune, I don’t know how many people let them rush forward!
These people are not fighting alone. Instead, a dozen or even dozens of people form a small team to protect one person and make a certain force stand out.
This is also OK
I have to say that there are loopholes in any rules, not to mention that there are almost no rules in this big melee, and they will naturally be used by others.
But so what, the real strong should be able to win strong under any circumstances!
哐!
With the sound of the gong, the melee kicked off.
"Kill!"
"If you don't want to die, get out of the fighting arena!"
"Hahaha, the winner of this group belongs to our Yun family!"
"Fart, our young master is the winner this time!"
Accompanied by the clashing of war blades, there was the scolding of the people one after another. The warriors came and went through the fire, born and died, how many people would care about the word Wenya
The fighting was still quite fierce, and dozens of people were cleared from the field at the beginning, but so far, only people have been injured and no one has died, but it is hard to say after the red eyes.
"Boy look at the knife!" A middle-aged man raised a knife and slashed towards Zhou Heng. This person was very bad, and he called out when the knife was about to cut Zhou Heng's body. This was not a reminder, but to make the other party more flustered. If he had no combat experience, he would definitely be slashed.
Zhou Heng raised his fist and greeted him with a smile: "Look at the fist!"
"Haha, kid, you're looking for death!" The middle-aged man smiled grimly. Although he was only the King of Ascension, he could be cut by a knife. So what about the King of Ascension, he also had to kneel!
Bang!
The fist hit the knife, violent power surged, and the knife immediately turned into a cold light and flew into the sky.
The expression on the middle-aged man's face suddenly solidified, his tiger's mouth was shattered, and blood surged.
"Oh, which guy is plotting against Lao Tzu!" Not far away, a man with a pained expression suddenly bounced up from the ground, and the knife that the middle-aged man previously held was stuck in his ass!
He is a little clever, lying on the ground and pretending to be dead, intending to wait until the fight is almost the same before getting up and participating in the battle. Unexpectedly, he was shot while lying down, no, hitting the knife. Just now Zhou Heng knocked the middle-aged man's knife off with a fist, and when he fell, he just stabbed him into the chrysanthemum position unbiasedly.
"Are you going out by yourself, or do you want me to beat you out?" Zhou Heng smiled.
"Boy, what are you crazy, do you think Lao Tzu is just a person?" After the middle-aged man was surprised, he shouted without showing any weakness. RS