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　　 "The battlefield of a hundred races is open——"

　　 In the void, a voice spread all over the world.

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　　 This voice carries endless pressure!

　　 Tianzun!

　　 As the sound fell, the **** aura that originally covered the three realms of Bailing, Shuangyu, and Wanhe suddenly dissipated.

　　 The moment the blood dissipated, hundreds of figures rushed out of the sealed world.

　　 "Escape!"

　　 "Battlefield of a hundred races, if you don't run away, you will die!"

　　 "Ancestor, don't leave me--"

　　 "Om——"

　　 A light curtain suddenly appeared, covering the void.

　　 This light curtain is wide, directly enshrouding the three realms and countless thousands of worlds.

　　 "The three domains of Bailing, Shuangyu, and Wanhe are the battlefields of hundreds of races. Within a hundred years, one should be a creature, only going in but not going out——"

　　 The voice sounded, and the figures that rushed out all hit the light curtain, were immediately restrained, and then rolled back.

　　 "Why—"

　　 "This gentleman is not reconciled!"

　　 "I don't accept it! I don't accept it!"

　　……

　　 Let those roars dissipate, in the void, there is no response at all.

　　 "Hundreds of Tianjiao enter the battlefield, they are arrogant."

　　 "Outside the battlefield, don't intervene, you guys, do you have any objections?"

　　 The voice revived in the void.

　　 "Nothing."

　　 "No objection."

　　 "Old rules."

　　……

　　 In the void, hundreds of voices responded.

　　 "Daoist Zhang Daoling, what do you say?"

　　 There was a moment of silence, and someone said.

　　 "It's up to you."

　　 The voice of the palm teacher Tianzun sounded.

　　 "Well, if there is a violation of the rules, it is an enemy of the 313 and a half emperor Tianzun present."

　　 "Open the battlefield of Hundred Clan, Hundred Clan Tianjiao enters the battlefield——"

　　 As the sound fell, outside the battlefield of hundreds of races, countless auras rose, and the aura of fairy and demons of various colors dyed the sky into colorful colors!

　　 These are the existences that are powerful enough to change the color of the world!

　　 Everyone here is an elite of a hundred races in the world.

　　 I don’t know how many of these elites will return after a hundred years!

　　 "Battlefield of a hundred races, the place where the king is famous!"

　　 "Everything I see, kill!"

　　 "Today, my white armor holy race will soar into the sky!"

　　……

　　 One after another silhouettes rose into the sky, straight into the light curtain.

　　 "Mo Yuansheng, the sage son of Zazaze, who has sinned against the demon sect, entered the battlefield of a hundred races -" a voice shouted, the first to pass through the light curtain and fall into the world in the light curtain.

"kill--"

　　 "Besiege this person!"

　　 "When my Wanhe Dayu is a soft persimmon?"

　　 That Mo Yuansheng just entered the battlefield of a hundred races, dozens of figures have already arrived in the sky!

　　 Mo Yuansheng, wearing a black robe and a face full of magic patterns intertwined, smiled lightly and raised his hand with a wave.

　　 "Boom——"

　　 A three-foot-tall black armor puppet appeared in front of him.

　　 "Kill you, at least a few thousand points, isn't it?"

　　 Looking at the martial arts realm masters of Wanhe Dayu in front of him, Mo Yuansheng showed a cruel smile on his face, and a black light shot out from his palm.

　　 "Om——"

　　 Those three-footed demon puppets are like black shadows, with a few flashes, which have blocked the rushing Wanhe Great Domain practitioners.

　　 "Boom——"

　　 A magic puppet shot, smashing the practitioner in front of him into a pillar of spiritual light and dissipating.

　　 "Run away! These demon puppets have martial sage upper-level combat power!"

　　 "How could it be possible! How could there be such a powerful golem in the world!"

　　 "Too fast! Can't escape!"

　　 "Ma De, blew yourself up, I'm fighting with you!"

　　……

　　 Looking at the cultivators who were running away, but were beheaded by those demon puppets, Mo Yuansheng showed a scornful smile on his face.

　　 "It's ants, how do you know what is really powerful in this world..."

　　 "Three thousand one hundred and twenty points is better than nothing."

　　 He turned his head and looked at the figures flying in from outside the light curtain not far away.

　　 These are the real enemies.

　　 Aboriginal people in the battlefield of hundreds of races are nothing but a side dish for military training and dressing on weekdays.

　　 dinner is the masters of the hundred races who are also Tianjiao.

　　 Mo Yuansheng held a black jade slip in his hand, and his eyes swept over those figures.

　　 The battlefield of hundreds of races, everybody meets enemies.

　　 But this time, it's different.

　　 Divine Sense fell in the jade slip in the palm, and red light spots appeared.

　　 His face is much more relaxed.

　　 Many of the people who are close are all allies...

　　诛九盟.

　　 slay Xu Jiu of the Taixuan Immortal Palace.

　　 Xu Jiu does not get rid of in one day, this alliance is puzzled.

　　 This is an alliance between the various races secretly concluded before entering the battlefield of a hundred races.

　　 "Haha, Mo Yuansheng, the sage son of the Demon Sect, has seen all the allies of the Jiu League——"

　　 Mo Yuansheng turned into a complete speech, and suddenly all his hairs exploded!

　　 "Warehouse——"

　　 A sword of light between heaven and earth slashed thousands of miles across, smashing those practitioners who were close to him with a single sword!

　　 This sword has already entered the Tao!

　　 Kendo Daojun!

　　Swordsmanship is the world's first killer, and it is also the realm of Taoist monarchs. As long as it is not suppressed by the realm, swordsmen of the same rank can kill vertically and horizontally.

　　 Get rid of the Lei Xiu who claims to kill people with the way of heaven, practice in the world, and the swordsmanship is invincible!

　　 Mo Yuansheng's complexion changed drastically, and he hurriedly raised his hand to stop a demon puppet in front of him.

　　 "Friends of Taoism, Mo is willing to form an alliance with you!"

　　 "Warehouse——"

　　 "Boom——"

　　 responded to him with a sword that smashed dozens of demon puppets!

　　 Mo Yuansheng's eyes widened and his body trembled.

　　 This sword can't stop it!

　　 "Friends! I wish to descend! I wish to descend!"

　　 He backed away, waving his hand and shouting.

　　 This sword light is terrible!

　　 "Down?"

　　 Thousands of miles away, someone snorted coldly.

　　 "Those who want to be unfavorable to the Master, kill them!"

　　 "Warehouse——"

　　 The sword light fell, and Mo Yuansheng's figure turned into a beam of light and dissipated.

　　 Outside the light curtain, countless figures stand there.

　　 "This is the Taixuan Immortal Palace Iron Blood Peak Qingyun Yijian Yuan Siyuan?"

　　 "Thirty years ago, the one who killed Daojun's four-layer demon domain Chongming beast with a single sword?"

　　 "It is said that this son is the diehard Xu Jiu of Taixuan. Seeing this kendo cultivation today, it is extraordinary..."

　　 "If you want to get rid of Xu Jiu, you must break this sword!"

"that's right."

　　 "Then start with this person!"

　　 Regardless of the solemn gaze outside the light curtain, Yuan Siyuan in black light armor raised his hand and held a piece of black jade slip.

　　 In the jade slip, countless blood-colored light spots flickered.

　　 "So many people are the ones who want to set the head and teach the celestial master to death?"

　　 The corners of his mouth curled up: "This, but it can be a good kill..."

　　 On his chest, a three-inch small sword badge shone with a faint aura.

　　 "Release the slayer mission, everyone will be killed!"

　　 He whispered, then a sword light wrapped his body and flew away.

　　 only flew for a hundred miles, the sword light had a pause.

　　 "Boom——"

　　 "Boom——"

　　 Countless auras attacked and killed.

　　 "Warehouse——"

　　 Sword light around, all the aura is broken.

　　 "Sword repair!"

　　 "This person is too strong to stop!"

　　 "It's over..."

　　 "Fight! It's just death!"

　　……

　　 "Warehouse——"

　　 Yuan Siyuan showed off his sword light, wrapped these people and threw them thousands of miles away.

　　 "I don't want to die, go to the Bailing domain."

　　 The voice fell, his figure turned into sword light, and he had already cut through the sky.

　　 "He, let us go?"

　　 "This, it's not right, the princes of a hundred races, why wouldn't they kill us?"

　　 "He said, let's go to the Bailing Great Domain? Should we go?"

　　 "Let's go! Anyway, this life was picked up, so go to the Bailing Domain!"

　　 Those figures rushed and fled towards the Bailing realm.

　　……

　　 "Boom——"

　　 A figure rushed into the light curtain of the Hundred Races battlefield ~www.readwn.com~ and the blood soaring to the sky rose and turned into a big banner.

　　 Above the banner, a huge "week" unfolded.

　　 "The King of War!"

　　 "Meet the King of War!"

　　 "Subordinates pay respect to the King of War!"

　　……

　　 A group of figures in dark golden armor rushed forward, shouting and bowing.

　　 "This king is here, one is to punish the remnants of the black armor of the former Qin, and the other -" Under the banner, the tall figure looked around, with a hint of warfare in his eyes.

　　 "Secondly, to avenge King Wu!"

　　 "Your Majesty's secret decree, punish Xu Jiu."

　　 "With this work, this king can assume the throne!"

　　 Hearing the words of the tall figure, the bowed armor showed enthusiasm.

　　 "Wish to die for the King of War!"

　　 "Wish to die for the King of War!"

　　 With a loud shout, the blood clotted into a pillar of blood.

　　 "Go, follow the king to gather the dark lines that were laid out in the past, and form an army of one million with the natives of Wanhe Dayu!" The tall figure shouted and flew forward.

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