Perfect World: Foreign Land Is King

Chapter 139 Chatting and Inviting Blood Phoenix
Within the title of the gold list.

Several pillars of blood shot up into the sky like galaxies, extremely violent, bursting open on the sky, a sea of ​​red, making the whole world tremble.

The visions don’t stop. The vast sun rises from the east, and the divine crows and slanting fire are actually interpreting the mystery of the birth of all things, with endless vitality.

The void roared. This was a terrifying and horrifying vision. A vague Heavenly Emperor appeared, filled with hazy blue power. He was billions of feet tall, standing tall in the galaxy of the universe, and his divine power was unparalleled.

"Cang's initiating power is unparalleled in the world, and Cang's calamity shines forth."

The rumble of the Taoist sound echoed, and the power of the sky changed, forming the most simple avenue rune, and the traces it scratched were as bright as stars.

Cangwu is surrounded by white light, and the innate Dao traces are intertwined into divine clothes, draped around the body, majestic, and the Ten Thousand Dao collapses and floats unstoppably.

This is a special moment when the supreme mysteries of the heavens are being interpreted. This white light contains the most essential and powerful principles of law between heaven and earth.

The next moment, there was a loud earthquake, and he opened his eyes, his whole body glowed, and wisps of forbidden power appeared, soaring into the sky, exuding boundless divine power.

The beginning of the road has been completed, and the seeds of the power of blue have been buried, just waiting to sprout and grow into a towering tree.

Boom!At the same time, there was an explosion from his body. With the feedback of Cang Zhili and the nourishment of endless taboo power, his cultivation level also returned to the state of killing me, and even entered the advanced stage.

The strange substance of the ancient tree on the dark avenue was like a mouse meeting a cat in front of Cang Zhili. It was defeated and melted directly, without any need for all the back-ups prepared by Cang Wu.

However, the outside world is still calm, and there is no intention of thunder and disaster. Is it because of the reconstruction?What about the Dharma Creation Tribulation?

Cang Wu was a little puzzled. Even the most brilliant ancestral arts were dimmed due to the golden masterpieces on the gold list. He was given the highest position to be specially nominated and his methods were left behind.

"Before the ancient monuments and all the Dharma, my Dharma is the highest."

The Cangwu stands erect, with all its infinite divine power withdrawn. Even if it is like this, without words or pressure, it naturally gives birth to a brilliant trend that makes people unable to look directly at it and unable to resist.

His body is combined with the great avenues of heaven and earth, blending into the laws, shining brightly in the sky, shining through mountains and rivers for thousands of miles, possessing immeasurable divine power, and the fairy light penetrating the heaven and earth. Every step that falls makes those creatures who claim to be the supreme genius tremble. , the soul is about to be broken.

The next moment, he emerged from the list of names on the gold list and teleported in front of a crowd of people watching. With one step, he was moving forward and shrinking in size.

"Come out, the blood phoenix son of the Immortal King. It's the first time to see such a famous genius. I'm a little nervous."

Many young people are timid. Cang Wu's reputation is too great. He is almost recognized as the No. 1 of the younger generation and the only king. Only some unborn creatures of the Imperial Clan are dissatisfied, such as the Six Little Emperors.

When Cang Wu came out, his temperament was completely different. He only felt a sense of depth, as if he had undergone a transformation. If the Blood Phoenix who had previously created magic was in full-fire fighting mode.

Then it has entered a gentle state at this time, but it is still extremely terrifying and depressing, like an endless sea, deep and terrifying, and terrifying. Although it is calm, the ferocious power it contains has not weakened, but has become more terrifying.

"My friend, can you tell us the name of your method?"

The old man who was kind to Cang Wu when they met for the first time said curiously. As a representative, he asked Cang Wu. Everyone was also very curious. As for the rude Golden Yaksha, he had already disappeared.

"The Light of Cang's Tribulation."

Cang Wu chuckled, was very respectful to the old man, and told him about the great magical power he had created. Although it was not as good as Shi Hao's Self-Transformation Dharma, it was after all a Dharma that was sublimated by Shi Hao after he sacrificed himself in the later period.It's hard to compare.

"My little friend Tian Zongzhi, you might as well go and sit at the ancestral site of my clan. My granddaughter happens to be the same age, so we must have many things in common."

As soon as these words came out, the old man who seemed kind-hearted just now suddenly became wretched. Everyone booed him continuously, and no one knew his little thoughts.

"Why are you booing? I just have a relationship with this little friend and invited him to my house."

The old man instantly became angry from embarrassment, causing a burst of laughter.

Enlightenment Mountain, in the battlefield.

The blood phoenix lion suffered pain and continued to bleed, fighting with a little bird. The little bird looked very ordinary, but it was very ferocious when it moved.

The bird's body was completely black, and it opened its beak and screamed. A terrifying beam of light erupted from the bird's beak, shattering the sky and suppressing the world.

For a time, even the order of heaven and earth was frozen, and even the essence of the entire universe was drained. The black bird was extremely powerful and must be some kind of ancient alien species.

The beam of light it spit out actually formed a formation pattern, which was densely covered with runes. It covered the sky and enveloped the battlefield. It laid out a large formation.

The formation diagram crosses the sky, as if it is cutting off the past and the present, making time unstable and intermittent. The fragments of the avenue are everywhere, pouring down from the sky, like waterfalls, like rivers of stars, hanging down to block the battlefield.

The sky and the earth are boundless, and the wild land is shaking. If it were not for the protection of the Immortal King's decree, Wudao Mountain, no matter how strong it is, would collapse, sink, and create a large crack thousands of feet high.

The Blood Phoenix Lion still responded to the enemy with the Blood Phoenix Slash and the Lion's Roar, but this time it was no longer brave, unstoppable, and showing signs of decline.

In the end, they were both injured, and they were evenly matched. It must be said that this blood phoenix lion was really fierce and fought from morning till night. It was not at all comparable to the blood phoenix lion He Wushuang from the Immortal Ancient Era. It had endured three hundred battles. Only then did you meet your opponent.

"Okay, the final winner of this competition has appeared. Now you can go and invite the Blood Phoenix."

An immortal from the Anlan tribe spoke, and all the young creatures on the scene were beaten, and a three-legged situation emerged.

Of course, it was the result that the descendants of the Imperial Clan did not end up. They maintained their identity and did not bother to take action.

Two of them were the Blood Phoenix Lion and the black bird on the battlefield, and the other one was a strange young man. He was very aloof and had a strong aura.

The young man stood outside the battlefield, holding a pitch black scythe. It was the scythe of the god of death. It was said to specialize in attacking souls, and even a true immortal could not escape the sword.

He is tall and majestic, like a demon god. The cold beam of light in his eyes is like lightning, which cuts through the sky through the fairy mist, giving people an extremely powerful sense of oppression and suffocating his contemporaries!
These three are all recognized as the strongest, the overlords of their respective battlefields. There was only one battlefield at the beginning, but some old monsters thought it was too slow, so they added two more.

After all, there were too many young creatures coming to participate in the competition. It took more than ten years to complete the three battlefields, let alone one. It would not take more than half a century to complete the competition.

　Regret is the normal state of the world. Thank you very much for watching. I will keep writing for a long, long time.

　　
　
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