"Boom!"

The leader of the Dark Seed God clan was extremely powerful and his attack method was very strange. He appeared behind the Lord Lingyun. Even though the Lord Lingyun noticed it in advance, he was still blown away by a palm in a hurry.

"Puff~"

The man on Lingyun stabilized his body, and a wisp of blood suddenly spilled out of the corners of his mouth.

Seeing this scene,

Many cultivators of the human race became more and more angry and cursed...

But the leader of the Dark Seeds's Gods did not change his face and said lightly:

"What is wheel battle, and what is sneak attack? Does the rules of the competition say that this is not allowed?"

"You can also ask others to come out and fight me!"

Everyone's expressions turned red and speechless!

Call someone else out?

There are only three powerful tribulation masters in total, but Situ Wunian has now died in battle. Master Lingyun has just won one game, but was injured in a sneak attack, and he is no longer in peak condition!

"Swish~"

Someone turned his eyes to the leader of the Beishan Sect, Ni Tianhai, hoping that Ni Tianhai would take action to teach the leader of the Dark Seeds a lesson.

Ni Tianhai didn't say anything, nor did he mean to take action!

This puzzles everyone!

I don’t understand why Sect Master Ni hasn’t taken action at this moment?

"Hehehehehehehehehe... Since there is no one else, I can only fight against Lingyun Master!"

The leader of the Dark Seed God clan smiled strangely and attacked the Lingyun master again!

"boom!"

"Bang!!"

After resisting several times, the speed of attacking by the Lingyun master was significantly slower!

He is in a very bad shape now. Unless he is on standby for an hour and he can recover, he will not be his opponent!

Realistic or cruel,

The battlefield between man and god is by no means a joke!

"Boom!"

The leader of the Dark Seeds tribe hit the Lingyun people with another blow.

The man on the Lingyun was covered with scars, and his thin body was stained with blood...

This scene made many human cultivators feel heartbroken.

Their eyes were bloodshot, and the anger in their hearts hit their minds, and they wanted to go on the field immediately and siege the leader of the Dark Seed!

"Senior Lingyun, let's admit defeat!"

"Yes! Master Lingyun, at worst, you can admit defeat in this game! Anyway, there is a second level competition!"

A group of people spoke out,

Even the corners of the eyes are already wet!

It is so sad that the old seniors of the human race are fighting desperately in front of them...

More than ten thousand years have passed!

There was no monster who could stand up and take the lead!

"Fellow Daoist Lingyun, we still admit defeat in this battle! We can't help but rely on the two of us alone!"

At this time,

The sea of ​​despaired and spoke out.

From beginning to end, his expression was very calm and there was no turmoil. Even if Situ Wunian died in battle before, there was no change in his face!

"Boom!"

The man on Lingyun said nothing,

He gritted his teeth and launched an attack, but all the magic was easily avoided by the leaders of the Dark Seeds.

At this moment,

He knew that it was impossible to turn things around!

If you don’t stop fighting, you will definitely enter the future of the Situ family head!

"We give in this game!"

When Master Lingyun said this again, his breath suddenly dissipated, and his face suddenly seemed to have aged for dozens of years...

His back is facing everyone!

The figure was bleak, and the sound of sighs and pain came from his mouth.

"The pitiful and sad human race is so weak..."

The leader of the Dark Seeds is high above his words, his words are ruthless, and his face is full of sarcasm and unreleased!

When everyone heard this, they gritted their teeth, but they had no choice but to swallow the aggrievance in their hearts!

"You win in the first type of battlefield, and we win in the third type of battlefield! Then let's look at the second type of battlefield now!"

"As long as you can win the second-class battlefield, you will be qualified to talk to us equally! If you don't win, then sorry, before we can plow the undead's siege, we can only practice soldiers first with you garbage!"

The tone of Demon War was full of threat.

Man and God are incompatible, this is the rule since ancient times...

"Crack!"

When everyone heard this, their teeth squeaked!

But soon,

Their expressions were full of hope again!

They still have great hopes to win!

Mingyue Sword God, Black Cloud Ancient Ancestor, Yin and Yang Ancient Emperor, Lu Ning, Monk-Yi Ancient Buddha, and Zhang Family Ancient Ancestor, who are not famous second-class strong men?

Especially the Mingyue Sword God and Lu Ning, the two of them have been working in the second-class realm for a long time, and there are few rivals in the same realm!

"We must win the last game and slap them in the face!"

"Win! You must win!"

Everyone yelled excitedly or prayed silently in their hearts, hoping to win this battle.

Don’t fight for steamed buns and try your best!

And just then.

"Swish~"

A woman in a fiery red dress came out of the army of the gods.

The woman has a plump body, beautiful face, and her skin is wheat-colored, which is very healthy but depressing.

Because there was a ball of flame flickering slightly at the center of this woman's eyebrows, and her hair was even more blood-like, she was obviously a creature of the Fire God Clan!

Fire God Clan.

One of the eight ancient gods,

The strength of this clan is unfathomable and controls thousands of flames in the world. In the ancient catastrophe, I don’t know how many human forces have been destroyed!

It's just since ancient times,

The Fire God clan chooses to cultivate silently and rarely walks around the world.

Now that he is born again, no one can predict the depth of this clan!

"Hehehehe. The Fire God Clan--Huo Miaomiao comes to understand the strength of the human race's masters..."

The woman in a red dress covered her mouth and chuckled, with her charming appearance. Her plump breasts trembled slightly with the laughter. Her wheat-colored skin reflected a dazzling luster, making people dizzy.

"The Ancient Emperor of Yin and Yang in Xingmen, fight with you!"

The ancient Yin-Yang Emperor came out with great strength.

As the strongest among the Three Emperors of the Star Gate, he must sweep away all enemies and win absolute voice for the human race!

"you?"

Huo Miaomiao looked up and down at the Yin-Yang Ancient Emperor, then giggled:

"You are good at strength, but you are not my opponent. So hurry up and let stronger people come out!"
To be continued...