Zombie Evil Emperor

Boom boom boom!

Next, with five punches in a row, the mid-incarnation monk was beaten until he coughed up blood and refused to listen, just when the sixth punch was about to land.

Buzz!

A strange wave suddenly came from the token on his body, and immediately a ray of light enveloped him, and then the monk's figure was teleported outside the ring.

Although the monk was teleported away, the competition token on his body remained, floating in mid-air and emitting a soft light.

Whoosh!

Chu Xun raised his hand to create a suction force, and the token was sucked into his palm and put away. The token on each participant had a transmission restriction.

As long as it feels that the holder is likely to die, the teleportation restriction on the token will be activated, thereby teleporting the person out of the arena.

In short, in this arena, it is impossible to really kill people. The monks can freely display their abilities.

Yang Tian is only in the middle stage of incarnation, and among the five hundred contestants, he belongs to the lowest level of cultivation, because most of the contestants are in the late stage of incarnation or in the late stage of great perfection.

Not long after, Yang Tian met a contestant in the late stage of divine transformation. He was a man in his thirties, carrying two long swords, one green and one red. There was a look of arrogance between his eyebrows, as if no one was inferior to him. look like.

"Do you want to hand over the token and admit defeat, or do you want me to take you out?" The man crossed his arms across his chest, looking confident.

It’s no wonder that he is confident. You must know that a late-stage monk has at least twice as much mana and several times more combat power than a mid-stage monk. If nothing unexpected happens, the winner will now turn into a late-stage monk.

"Why, if you don't say anything, that means you don't intend to hand over the token." The man suddenly formed a seal with his hands and said, "Well, let me show you what I am capable of, so that you can be convinced that I lost." After finishing, he pointed upwards with both hands.

Clang! Clang!

The two flying swords carried behind him suddenly rose into the sky, turning into two rays of light, one green and one red, like two menacing angry dragons, slashing towards Yang Tiantian.

Buzz!

At the same time, there seemed to be a small sun rising slowly above Yang Tian's head, and the blazing golden light was dazzling.

This is a sword, a flying sword that emits golden light.

This is the second natal magic weapon that Yang Tian asked Master Wei to refine during his golden elixir stage.

After hundreds of years of warming and nourishing in the Dantian, and absorbing countless geniuses' precious minerals, this sword has reached the middle-level King Grade level.

"Ten Thousand Sword Jue!"

Following Yang Tian's soft drink, the natal magical weapon above his head, the Flying Sword Broken Soul, suddenly emitted a sword cry like a dragon's roar, transforming into the light and shadow of hundreds of thousands of flying swords.

Whoosh whoosh!

Thousands of swords flew together, overwhelming the sky and the earth, and the sharp sword light tore the void apart, leaving behind terrifying space cracks.

Dang Dang Dang!

The light and shadow of the ten thousand swords collided with the two flying swords, one green and one red, and the void there suddenly collapsed, showing a terrifying scene where the world was upside down and the sun and the moon were without light.

"No wonder he refused to hand over the token voluntarily, but for a while." The man opposite nodded, and then he shook his head and said: "It's a pity that you met me. If you meet other late-incarnation monks, even if you can't win, you can still escape. .”

boom!

He suddenly stepped forward, like a humanoid ferocious beast. As he moved forward, layers of void were hit and exploded.

With such a terrifying body, it is obvious that this man is also proficient in body refining and has reached the king level.

Than the physical body? A smile suddenly appeared on Yang Tian's lips.

boom!

After displaying Chi You's Immortal Body, the energy and blood in his body flowed endlessly like a river, and the color of his skin instantly changed. His entire body, including his hair and beauty, seemed to be made of gold, emitting a blazing golden light.

Whoosh!

With a slight sway, Yang Tian's figure instantly appeared in front of the man. Bang bang bang, a dense sound like a hammer drum suddenly came between the two.

Of the two of them, one was radiant with golden light like the sun in the sky, and the other was shimmering with clear light like an ancient immortal descending into the world.

Soon, the two fists and kicks were exchanged hundreds of times in the air. The void there continued to explode. Occasionally, a full light flew out and fell on the mountain. The landslide and the ground cracked, and a huge pit appeared on the ground.

Unable to defeat Yang Tian, ​​whose cultivation level was lower than his own, the man roared as if he was angry and said: "Go to hell!"

Boom boom boom!

The next moment, the aura in front of him was like a volcano erupting, the aura rising crazily, the clear light surrounding his body burning like a flame, his moves opened and closed, and he punched Yang Tian more powerfully than the last.

However, what made this man frown was that no matter how much he increased his strength, Yang Tian could still receive punch after punch, which made the always arrogant man feel as sick as eating a fly.

"Look, who is that person? He can actually go head-to-head with Zhou Xiong without losing."

The battle between the two of them finally attracted the attention of countless viewers from the outside world.

"I really didn't expect that Zhou Xiong could also meet his opponent. It's a pity that the opponent is in the middle stage of incarnation. If he was in the late stage of incarnation, this battle would be a lively one."

Some people shook their heads and sighed, feeling sorry for Yang Tian.

Among the many cultivators in the Immortal Palace of the Human Race, Zhou Xiong is not an ordinary person. He has a powerful body-refining body, and even king-grade magic weapons can't do anything to him.

In the last competition, Zhou Xiong, who was still in the middle stage of incarnation at that time, defeated many monks in the late stage of incarnation and ranked 132nd.

Although he did not enter the top 100, it is very scary to be ranked 132nd in the mid-incarnation.

Now, more than a hundred years later, he has entered the late stage of incarnation. Both the mana in his body and his ability to control the laws of heaven are several times stronger than they were a hundred years ago.

I dare not say that I am in the top ten in this competition. With the strength that Zhou Xiong has shown now, there is no problem in entering the top 100.

In the minds of countless viewers, if Yang Tian had not met Zhou Xiong at this time, with the fighting power he showed now, he would probably be in the top 100.

"Eh? Isn't that Yang Tian from the Blue Star Realm? How could he participate in this competition?"

The person who spoke was the immortal named Niu Wuren among the three immortals who met Yang Tian that day.

"I agreed."

Immortal Sun Shang spoke and said: "I am just a monk in the middle stage of the incarnation. So what if he participates in the competition? Can he still be the first? If he is not allowed to participate, he will not be able to talk about our Purple Star cultivation world when he returns to the Blue Star Realm in the future. Dabi, I’m afraid of him being a mid-incarnation monk.”

"That's what Brother Sun said." Immortal Niu Wuren agreed with his words.

Immediately, these immortals in the sky set their sights on the arena of the monks in the Tribulation Stage. The fight between these monks in the Transformation Stage was not enough to arouse their interest.