Sign in to the Heavenly Master Palace, the Downhill Is Invincible

  Chapter 281 Surrender, or, die

  A crash of rubble burst out, and the light outside the hall dissipated.

  Xu Cheng hung in the air, and below, the Troll Son with broken legs knelt deep on the ground.

  When the light dissipated, this scene fell in the eyes of those heavenly veterans outside the battlefield of all the hundred races.

   "This! How could it be possible!" someone exclaimed in disbelief.

  The Troll Saint Son of the Emperor's Peak Realm was overwhelmed by Xu Cheng's punch and fell to the ground.

  What kind of power is needed to do this?

   "In the world, there are people who can suppress the Saint Son of the Troll Race with physical power?" Youtian muttered to himself.

   Could it be that Xu Cheng was also from a family of trolls?

  It’s impossible to think about it...

   Xu Cheng's body was getting heavier and heavier, and the back and head of the Troll Son was bent by one point.

   "surrender, or die."

   Xu Cheng’s voice contained a cold killing intent.

  "Don't...think..." Gritting his teeth, the Troll Saint Child trembled, and his raised arms slowly sank, resting on his shoulders.

  Beyond the battlefield of hundreds of races, watching this scene, everyone was silent.

  This Xu Cheng is really a monster...

   "No! No!" The troll holy son roared, and blood spurted all over his body, turning into a dark red beam of light.

  His eyes are red, and his body is intertwined with magic lines.

  At this time, it is a world, and he can easily hold it up!

  It's a pity.

  Xu Cheng’s fist is heavier than a world!

   "Since you want to die, then die!" Xu Cheng said lightly, the halo on his fist flowing.

  The star mark on his forehead shone with dazzling brilliance!

  A power more magnificent than a world, directly suppress it!

   "Crack—"

  The sound of breaking the arms of the Troll Son.

  The magic lines on his body were also "boom" and scattered.

  One breath, after one breath, his body will collapse!

  Is this the power of Tai Xuan Xu Jiu...

  Beyond the battlefield of hundreds of races, those Tianzun watched this scene in the field dullly.

  Xu Jiu, how strong is he?

   "Friend Zhang, I was wrong."

  At this moment, the voice of the demon clan troll **** Tianzun sounded.

  A huge figure bowed towards the sky.

   "When this Hundred Clan battlefield is over, I personally go to the Taixuan Immortal Palace to apologize. My troll clan, I am willing to serve the Taixuan Immortal Palace for a hundred years!"

  Troll clan, surrendered!

  Those gods are shocked.

  That Tai Xuan Xu Jiu directly overwhelmed the troll clan!

  Awesome!

   "Okay." Taixuan Immortal Palace's head teacher Tianzun's voice sounded.

  The troll **** bowed again, and a golden light fell into the battlefield of hundreds of races.

  No one spoke.

  After all, the troll **** is still reluctant to bear the first son.

  This is also human nature.

  After all, that is the strongest among the descendants of the troll clan.

  Losing the Son of the Troll, the troll family may lose tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years in the struggle of the hundreds.

  Golden light entered the battlefield of a hundred races, directly covering the hall of the troll.

  The troll hall was shaken, and the power of imprisonment disappeared.

"what--"

  Without the imprisoning power of the main hall, the troll son’s figure was shocked, and the imposing imperial emperor’s peak rushed forward.

  Remove Xu Cheng's suppression instantly.

  The endless demonic energy on his body rose to the sky.

  Taixuan Xu Jiu!

I want you to die!

  He gritted his teeth and looked at Xu Cheng.

  Xu Cheng's figure fluttered into the void, with a little starlight in his eyes, and looked at the troll holy child faintly.

  There is killing intent in this gaze!

  The Troll Son's heart trembled, and a chill came out all over his body.

  He remembered Xu Cheng’s identity.

  Tai Xuan Xu Jiu, the master of Yu Xuan Feng of the Tai Xuan Immortal Palace, the real pusher behind the Dan Dao League.

   once used the **** pill to directly kill Tianzun.

  At this time, without the suppression of the Troll Hall, Tai Xuan Xu Jiu was a lawless existence.

   "Jumeng, retreat."

  In the void, the voice of the troll **** came.

  The troll saint son moved and fled straight out.

  Xu Cheng raised his head and looked towards the sky.

   "Troll God Tianzun, shouldn't you give me an explanation?" Xu Cheng said lightly.

  If it were not for the action of the troll god, the troll son would undoubtedly die.

  "Explain? I will give Daoyou Zhang an explanation. You are a junior, what do you want?" The troll **** sneered, and Jin Guang summoned the hall of inheritance of the troll clan and flew outside the battlefield of a hundred races.

  Want to take away the troll hall?

  A trace of indifference appeared in Xu Cheng's eyes, and he raised his left hand and pointed his index finger.

  "Solution——"

  Magic magical powers, solution to all hands!

  As his voice fell, the hall that had already flown into the air burst into a roar and burst!

  Countless tiles, logs, and bricks are scattered from the sky.

  All kinds of ornaments, gold, jade, gems, as well as all kinds of books and weapons, all fell from the sky.

  Xu Cheng pointed a finger and directly decomposed the huge hall of trolls!

   Outside the battlefield of hundreds of races, everyone stared blankly at the rain-like raw materials for the construction of the hall scattered.

  This method is too magical, and for a while, those who are strong in the Celestial Realm are at a loss.

   "Rumor, in ancient times, there were magical skills..." Someone whispered, and then fell silent.

  How about saying these?

  The troll **** watched the Inheritance Hall blankly, unable to recover.

  Inheritance hall of the troll clan, is that ruined?

  This is the heritage of the troll family for thousands of years!

  Although it put this hall on the battlefield of a hundred races, it planned for the worst.

  But this result, he can't accept it!

  The hall of the troll inheritance is destroyed, and the troll family will inevitably decline in the future!

   Before he recovered, Xu Cheng raised his hand again.

   "Blast!"

   "Boom——"

   "Boom——"

  ……

  The direction of the troll holy child fleeing, the sound of self-exploding divine pills sounded.

  Countless auras rise.

   "Xu Jiu, kid, bullying too much!"

  The troll **** roared and rushed to the battlefield of the hundred races.

   "Brother Troll Shendao can't!"

   "Brother Dao is going to break the rules of the Hundred Clan battlefield?"

  A few shouts, a few auras turned into a web of light, blocking the troll god.

  At this time, the troll **** was also recovering, and he couldn't help but shake his whole body.

  If he really rushed into the battlefield of a hundred races, would Zhang Daoling directly attack and kill himself?

  Thinking of this, he bowed towards the void, gritted his teeth, turned and left.

  ……

  In the battlefield of hundreds of races, Xu Cheng waved his sleeves and put away all the fairy materials.

  The materials used to build the Troll Hall are all from the ancient fairy world, but they are good things.

  I came to Shuangyu Dayu. Although I did not set foot in the real fairyland sect hall, it was not bad to get these immortal materials, not to mention the inheritance techniques of the troll clan.

  Troll's Ten Thousand Ways.

  Xu Cheng's consciousness penetrated, and in his mind, he opened the scriptures directly.

  The scriptures were turned page by page, and the troll family had no secrets in front of him.

  The bloodline of the troll family, there is a trace of the bloodline of the ancient troll.

  According to the scripture records, condense the blood of the troll to the deepest point, and get the projection of the ancient troll, which can show the shadow of a star on the forehead.

  Isn’t this the performance when you get the blood of the ancient gods?

  It's just that the stars in Xu Cheng's forehead have been solidified, far from comparable to that of phantom.

On the Scriptures, there are many records of the exercises of the giant demons.

   Xu Cheng is more interested, one is the method of condensing the blood, and the other is the method of stimulating the power of the blood.

  Whether it is to condense the bloodline or stimulate the bloodline, the methods are much better than before Xu Cheng.

  After all, people are the exercises passed down by ethnic groups for many years.

  Without hesitation, Xu Cheng learned all these methods and exercises by heart.

  He has a golden blood vein like mercury, which is more condensed without realizing it.

  Half a day later, the power of the ancient god's bloodline on his body was much stronger.

  The star on the forehead, there is a sign of turning into substance and leaving.

  When this star turns into a clear moon and hangs above his head, it means that his bloodline is on a new level.

  If you can go to the blazing sun and hang in the air, according to the information in the bloodline inheritance, then, the gods can fight!

   "Let's go, go to the Great Domain of Bailing."

  Xu Cheng waved his hand, and a group of sword repairmen set up their sword light, and with endless screams, they rose into the sky.

  As for the fleeing Troll Son, his body has been shattered anyway.

  His only remaining spirit, as long as he is on the battlefield of a hundred races, unless he can't escape all the time, there is always time to kill him.

  ……

   "This Xu Jiu, it's not easy to deal with..." Someone whispered in the void.

   "Unless, send out..." Someone hesitated to speak, and then fell silent.

  Beyond the battlefield of hundreds of races, there was silence again.

  ……

  Waiting for Xu Cheng and Jianxiu to leave, in a world of stars, embarrassed, only a phantom Troll Saint Child stood up from the ruins.

  At this time, he was extremely miserable, only a remnant soul remained.

   "Ju Meng, then why can Xu Jiu overwhelm you with physical strength?" The voice of the troll **** rang in the ears of the troll son.

  Hearing the words of the Troll God, the eyes of the Troll Son burst out.

  "Ancestor, this Xu Cheng has the strongest bloodline of my troll clan!" The troll son said in a low voice.

  He closed his eyes, and visualized the scene when Xu Cheng pressed down with a fist in his mind.

  Star-shrouded figure, a golden star radiates dazzling light.

   "This is the power of the ancient magic!" The troll **** whispered, and there was a trace of unquenchable desire in his voice.

   "The power of the ancient demon?" The Troll Son was puzzled: "Is the strongest bloodline of my troll clan not the power of the troll?"

   "No, the power of the ancient demon is far beyond the blood of my troll." The voice of the troll **** came.

   "If I can get the blood of this ancient demon and integrate into myself, the possibility for me to break through that barrier is great!" In the voice of the troll god, there was a longing.

   "Jumeng, you quickly find a secluded place to hide, don't worry about the battlefield of these hundreds of races."

  Hearing the troll myth, the troll son was shocked: "Ancestor, what do you mean by this?"

   "The blood of the ancient demon is worth my own shot." The troll **** said in a deep voice.

  "Ancestor, that Taixuan Immortal Palace..." The Troll Son exclaimed.

  Zhang Daoling is the first heavenly deity in the world!

  If the troll **** breaks the rules, I am afraid it will attract this shot.

  In front of this, no one dared to be presumptuous.

   "If you can get the blood of the ancient demon, Zhang Daoling will not be invincible." The voice of the troll **** slowly dissipated.

  The blood of the ancient demon, how can you not be moved?

  If you can get this bloodline, take that step and become a true emperor...

  That is the number one strong in the world!

  Under the fairy world, invincible!

  The Troll Son raised his head and looked in the direction Xu Cheng had left, then turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

  The ancestor asked him to leave, he will not stay here.

  What's more, there is only the remnant soul, he has nothing to do on the battlefield of the hundred races.

  ——————

   Bailing domain, the world of Profound Sky.

  Donghai Town Longdao, Huang Yurong and Guo Changjing spoiled Guo Linger for a tour around.

  The town was closed for a hundred years, and Guo Changjing has been accompanying Huang Yurong and Huang Daogan on Zhenlong Island.

  Although she knew that Guo Ling'er had a good time in Yunlong Great Realm, she was not by her side after all, she was always hanging in her heart.

   and so on, the ban was released, and there was another Tianzun who set a ban outside the battlefield of the Hundred Races.

  When Guo Linger came to Zhenlong Island, Guo Changjing and Huang Yurong were both happy and angry.

  Hi is the daughter's return.

  What is angry is that this girl does not know the height of the sky.

  Is it so easy to come to the battlefield of hundreds of races?

  Fortunately, Guo Linger brought a large army, and that huge fleet, soaring to the sky, directly left Guo Changjing and Huang Yurong speechless.

  This fleet is too strong.

   "Mother, I am in the Yunlong Great Realm. Everyone calls me the God of War of the East China Sea."

   "You don't know, my second uncle said that I have a talent for commanding battles."

   "Second Uncle handed over all command of the fleet to me."

   "This time, I brought half of the fleet, and the second uncle said..."

  ……

   Take off the battle armor, Guo Ling'er wearing a long skirt is full of spiritual energy, without the decisive killing and decisiveness in the Yunlong Great Realm.

  At this time, she is just a little sparrow next to her parents.

   "My Linger is so great!" Huang Yurong smiled and stretched out her hand to caress Guo Linger's soft hair.

   "Ling'er, your second uncle..." Guo Changjing frowned and looked at Guo Ling'er.

  "Second Uncle? He doesn't know where he is." Guo Linger's mouth was raised up: "This guy is always babbling, and he will be gone for a while."

   Seeing her expression, Huang Yurong's expression moved, she stretched out her hand to hold Guo Linger, and whispered: "Ling'er, tell me, you and your second uncle, are you guys, what do you have?"

  When Guo Linger talked about Xu Cheng, the heavenly master palace incarnate as Guo Changqing, there was a lot of affection between his eyebrows and eyes.

  And she opened her mouth and closed her mouth, all of them were the second uncle.

  Second uncle, I'm afraid it's not really the second uncle?

  This is not a good thing.

   "What's there?" Guo Linger shook, annoyed and said: "I want to have something, that guy is just a piece of wood."

   "Naughty!" Guo Changjing widened his eyes and shouted in a low voice: "That's your second uncle! How can you be so messy?"

   "Huh, who recognizes him as the second uncle?" Guo Linger was not afraid of Guo Changjing, and gave him a blank glance: "I like him, I like him!"

   "No!" Guo Changjing raised his arm, then put it down again, trembling with anger: "I, Guo Jing, pays the most attention to etiquette. In this matter, if it doesn't work, it doesn't work!"

  Guo Ling'er stamped her foot, thrown off Huang Yurong's arm, and flew up.

  A set of red armor appeared on her, covering her figure and face.

   "Evergreen——"

  Guo Linger whispered.

   "Zhenhai——"

  Above the East China Sea, countless warships have risen into the sky!

  The large number of ships and the great momentum directly obscured the sky.

   "Meet the God of War!"

   Numerous calls began.

  Guo Ling'er flew down and landed on a heavy and celestial ship.

  This is her ship. It was a gift from Guo Changqing when she broke the East China Sea Dragon Clan and won the power of the East China Sea.

  This is a big ship of the fairy weapon class.

  With this ship, the emperor must retreat.

   "Follow me to the battlefield of a hundred races!"

  Guo Ling'er yelled, and the ship lined up into a triangular cone, covering the sky.

  This fleet, at least a thousand giant ships!

  This fleet forms a battle formation, and Tianzun dare not take its edge!

Below   , on Zhenlong Island, Huang Yurong looked at Guo Changjing complainingly.

   "Brother Jing, the head teacher of the division palace that day, you still look down on it?"

   "That kid is too cunning, Linger, he must not fall into his hands." Guo Changjing gritted his teeth and said.

  ……

  Guo Ling'er led the fleet forward at high speed and left the Profound Sky World straight to Wanhe Dayu.

  The fleet is fast, traversing the void, and dying for thousands of miles in a flash.

   "Report—"

   "Princess Ling'er, there is a fleet of about ten thousand-meter-long ships 100,000 miles ahead."

  A light curtain rises, and the fleet's shape, flag, and force distribution are all displayed in front of Guo Linger.

   "Big Zhou?"

   "Xing Tian Zhan Wang?"

  Guo Ling'er said coldly: "Do you still use me to teach? All the non-three-domain inner creatures, and the forces that are not confessed by the second uncle, will all be wiped out!"

  "The spirit crossbow is ready to cover the blow."

  Guo Ling'er waved his hand and put out the light curtain in front of him.

  Don't need to read it, under the spirit crossbow covering the blow, only Tianzun or the master who is infinitely close to the Tianzun realm will have a ray of life.

  Others, no matter how many people, they will die.

  As for those warships that are in the mere thousand feet, once covered, if you want to come, there will be no more living creatures left behind.

   "Om——"

   "Om——"

  ……

  A ray of aura rises, pointing one hundred thousand miles away.

   Ten thousand miles away, ten battleships flew in line.

  On top of the five-thousand-foot ship at the head, the tall Xingtian warlord, wearing a black armor, stood on the deck.

   "Warlord, this time we gathered a total of three million for the training army, and almost all the resources we saved before have been smashed down." The cultivator in black robes whispered.

   "So what? Resources are dead, people are alive." Xingtian warlord said lightly: "With these three million troops on ~www.readwn.com~, this king can cross the battlefield of hundreds of races."

   "It means that all Tianjiao are enemies with this king, and this king is not afraid!"

  When he heard what he said, all the generals in battle armor nodded and their faces were full of fighting spirit.

  Following the King of War, isn’t it just to be able to cross the world?

  This is fun!

  This is true in the Great Zhou, and it is also true in the battlefield of Hundred Races!

  It is absolutely simple to have these three million troops on the battlefield of hundreds of races!

  Battlefield of Hundred Races, people like me will have the final say in the future!

  How fast!

   "Warlord, I mean, you smashed all the resources down, if the three million army is depleted, wouldn't it be hard to get up again?" The black robe man said in a low voice.

   "Waste? This hundred races battlefield, who can be my enemy of the three million army?" Xingtian warlord raised a long smile.

  Behind him, the generals also laughed out loud.

  In the battlefield of hundreds of races, without Tianzun taking action, what kind of power can be the enemy of an army composed of three million and consuming countless resources?

  (End of this chapter)