At the beginning of the fierce battle, after only three days, the battle was overwhelming.

Nine of the semi-saints of several clans who were attached to the wilderness were killed.

One of the Shui tribes, the ancient tribes, and the semi-saints of the You tribe were also killed.

Just when people who were not involved in this war thought that the war was unsurprising, the situation suddenly changed.

The six tribes of the former mainland clan Mi clan, Hao clan, Xuan clan, Dian clan, Jiang clan and Meng clan led the semi-saints of the small and medium clans whom they depended on to join the battle, but helped Zhuge Liuyun kill the forces of Li Shaoyang.

The battle situation suddenly reversed, which gradually made Li Shaoyang's power worse.

Six of the small and medium-sized semi-saints who were originally dependent on the Fire Clan, Wu Gate, and Shura Clan were actually killed.

Seeing that the other party's true half-saint had one more person than his side, Li Shaoyang, who was in the Shura Palace, sent Hua Wuqing and Qingxuan out without any hesitation.

These two people joined in to block the fake semi-saint, and the situation quickly stabilized.

The two sides were fighting hard, and the smell of killing could be smelled everywhere in the entire inner ring.

The murderous aura filled the air, mixed with the pressure of the Holy Dharma Gate, is even more terrifying.

People far away in the Central Ring were even more trembling because of the shocking changes in the inner Ring.

This fierce battle affected the fourteen tribes of the three clans in the former continent.

At any time before, there has never been.

The heart is terrified, the flesh is terrified.

The battle was far from a sign of stopping, but instead became more and more intense.

It was like the semi-saints who had been waiting for the opportunity in the inner ring, were already holding a murderous aura and waiting for a battle, but the battle initiated by Li Shaoyang just stirred up the tense nerves of the semi-saints.

Suddenly, at some point, the wind and clouds changed again.

The Cold Clan, the Mythical Clan, and the Zi Clan took action together.

Unexpectedly, they all stood on the side of Li Shaoyang's power.

The Cold Clan, the Mythical Clan, and the Zi Clan are also large clans of the original continent.

Among them, the mythological clan and the saint of the purple clan were famous throughout the ages in the once fairy world.

The saint of the mythological clan is the mysterious old man of the mythology, and the saint of the purple clan is the Zixiao Sword Saint who splits the Holy Mountain of Destiny with one sword.

It's really terrifying. Seventeen tribes of the three tribes participated in the war, more than half of them.

It is hard to imagine that if such a battle took place in the original continent, I wonder what the result would be?

What's strange is that the star tribe, who has always been very conspiring to Li Shaoyang, was still stubborn at this time, without taking action, and I don't know what he was hesitating about.

The star tribe was holding a cat, but the other clans couldn't sit still.

With the participation of the Cold Clan, Mythical Clan and Purple Clan, three other three major clan semi-saints joined the fierce battle, as if there was a powerful force in the dark, always controlling the balance of this battle, and did not allow any side of the battle to have a very obvious victory.

This battle continued wildly and froze.

Everyone is waiting for a result with great anticipation.

But this result is always unresolved.

Time passes by quickly.

Suddenly one day, a powerful pressure broke out from above the mysterious holy pit.

It shot open without any warning, the white clouds opened, the fog rolled, and the Holy Dharma Gate fell in a vast momentum.

Everyone in the entire Immortal Cloud knew that this was another holy method that had been opened.

The fierce battles of semi-saints stopped fighting at the same time and quickly retreated.

Those who want to wait for a result can't help but be disappointed.

Li Shaoyang seemed to be not disappointed at all, and there was still a smile on his face, and he could still face it calmly.

Originally, this was destined to be a war without result, and there was only one reason, that is, it was not the time, and the last moment of the pilgrimage had not yet arrived.

However, this fierce battle also made the situation between Xianyun a lot clearer.

More than half of them have clearly distinguished whether they are enemies or friends.

When the Holy Dharma ends this time, the situation will be simplified more significantly.

And this is exactly one of Li Shaoyang's plans.

"Sister, Mother Feng, you guys are ready too. See how many half-saint thrones can be sprayed this time, try to grab a few more, and ignore the rest."

War is ruthless, the road is ruthless.

The war that swept through more than half of the inner ring of the clans, it is still unknown how many pseudo-semi-saints died, but a few years have passed.

The Holy Dharma Gate suddenly came back, which dispelled the murderous intent in this war and ignited the fire of hope in everyone's heart again.

The inner ring, the central ring, and the outer ring seemed to have put down all kinds of grievances and welcomed a happy festival again.

At this moment, starting from the inner ring, the figures moved and once again began to compete for the benefits of the Holy Dharma spray.

Li Shaoyang did not move because with his strength, it was really difficult to have much competitiveness in the current inner ring.

It is enough to have the six real half-saints of the Nine Nether Holy Emperor, Gu Yunfei, Hua Wuqing, Qingxuan Nu, Xuanmeng Hua Mother, and Feng Mother.

The benefits of each injection of the Holy Dharma are actually only lasting for several hours between the competition between the inner ring.

All kinds of competitions are concentrated between these hours, so naturally there are some joys and sorrows.

Some people claim to be full of pots and are ecstatic.

Some people have not got anything useful, they are not satisfied, they are lost and unwilling to accept it.

However, the snatch of six true half-saints, including the Nine Nether Holy Emperor, is powerful.

They acted collectively on behalf of Li Shaoyang, just like a domineering wheel. If you crush it, why compete with him?

A few hours later.

The Holy Method began to spray some benefits that even the half-saints in the inner ring were not worth much, and the competition for the inner ring gradually subsided.

The people who belonged to Li Shaoyang's camp gathered in the Shura Palace one by one.

Those who have known each other, such as Xiugu Emperor, Gu Tianba Emperor, etc., are not known each other, such as the Mythical Clan, the Zi Clan, and the Cold Clan. Regardless of authenticity, nearly 300 people can squeeze the originally spacious Shura Hall densely, and it feels like it is crowded.

I don’t know how they contacted each other, but they actually reached a tacit understanding. The benefits they gained were actually dominated by pearls.

After squeezing behind the Shura Palace, he even took out seventy-seven pieces through Xiu Xingluo's hand and put them in front of Li Shaoyang.

When Li Shaoyang saw it, he was stunned.

Seeing Xiu Xingluo's face full of embarrassment, he knew that Xiu Xingluo was asking Li Shaoyang to help knock these beads on behalf of everyone.

Li Shaoyang's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but say, "Are these so many beads sprayed out by the Holy Method this time? Can he spray so many beads when the Holy Method is opened? You can't have plundered all the beads, right?"

Xiu Xingluo said: "Uncle Li, of course, these seventy-seven pearls cannot be sprayed by a holy method. We don't know how many pearls it emits this time. The people here only snatched twenty-three, and the remaining fifty-four were originally owned by various races. They were handed over to me, and I would like to ask Uncle Li to help me."

"So that's the case, then okay."

It’s not that easy to knock on seventy-seven orbs.

Li Shaoyang was planning to knock on it day and night, and stopped to regulate his breathing and restore his physical strength. With the current peak cultivation of the fifteen Ninth-grade masters, it would probably take as fast as forty days.

After all, I will definitely be exhausted. I will take at least three days of recuperation before I can recover completely.

However, seeing so many people gathered together and their eyes were expectant, Li Shaoyang had to reluctantly do anything.

In this way, Li Shaoyang led Feng Mu into a quiet room in the Shura Hall.

Feng Mu went in with him, and the other five Nine Nether Holy Emperors, Hua Wuqing, Gu Yunfei, Xuanmeng Hua Mu, and Qingxuan Nu, guarded outside the quiet room and protected Li Shaoyang.

The process of knocking on the orb and obtaining the semi-saint throne began to proceed tensely and orderly.

The semi-saints of various tribes in the Shura Palace were waiting nervously, chatting and laughing. They used this method to dispel the passage of time.

However, they didn't know that it was also at this time that Fang Jincheng, the number one enemy of Li Shaoyang, actually came to the mysterious holy pit alone.

The last time, it was here that Fang Jincheng broke his arm by a mysterious golden light to attack Li Shaoyang. This arm is still unable to be rebuilt.

The mysterious holy pit is a dangerous place for Fang Jincheng.

But Fang Jincheng chose this time and quietly came to a place that should have made him hate him. It has to be said that it was a bit abnormal.

Seeing him restraining his breath, tiptoeing, looking back three times, he was still nervous, and was afraid that others would find out.

Could it be that Fang Jincheng wanted to come here to find a way to regenerate his broken arm and rebuild his dignity?

I don't know, no one knows.

Fang Jincheng grew up from the son of a rich man in a small mountain village to this point, and his experience was a mystery.

Even the semi-saints of all tribes in the inner ring knew that he had a relationship with the original continent, but they could not tell which clan he came from.

The guy stopped quietly, looked back and looked vigilantly for a long time, sure no one would pay attention to his actions. No one noticed that he had come to the holy pit, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Li Shaoyang, Li Shaoyang, don't think I don't know. So many semi-saints suddenly appear, which are your masterpieces. No matter how cunning you are, you should drink my foot washing water. God is destined to be your number one enemy and will always restrain you."

Fang Jincheng murmured to himself, and two extremely vicious gazes suddenly burst out from his eyes, just like two sharp swords piercing directly into the bottom of the pit, and it was so deep that it was in the ground.
To be continued...