Chapter 902: You Have to Win
f her white dress...After struggling to no avail, Xuehong Yao simply lay down motionless, allowing the Demon Lord to do as he pleased.But the corners of her eyes couldn't help but well up with tears.T..."Boom!"
The commander of the Dark Race was incredibly powerful and wielded strange attack methods. They appeared behind Lingyun Shangren without warning. Even though Lingyun Shangren sensed their presence in advance, they were still blasted away by a palm strike after acting hastily.
"Pffft~"
Lingyun stood firm, a trickle of fresh blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
Upon seeing this,
The human cultivators became even more enraged, cursing loudly.
But the Dark Elf commander remained unfazed, saying calmly:
"What is meant by a wheel war, and what is called a sneak attack Aren't such actions prohibited by the rules of competition"
"You can also call other people to challenge me!"
Everyone's face flushed, speechless!
Shall I call someone else
There are only three Tribulation Transcending experts in total, and now Situ Wunian has died in battle, Ling Yun Shangren just won a battle, but was ambushed and injured, no longer at his peak!
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Whoosh~
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Some turned their eyes to Back Mountain Sect's Sect Master, Inverse Heaven Sea, hoping he would take action and severely punish the leader of the Dark Lineage Divine Race.
The Reverse Heaven Sea remained silent, with no intention of making a move!
This left everyone puzzled!
I don't understand why the Patriarch hasn't made a move at this time.
"Hmph, since there's no one else here, I'll reluctantly battle Lingyun!"
The Dark Clan leader chuckled ominously and once again launched an attack against Lingyun!
"Boom!"
"Bang!!"
Ling Yun Shang Ren, after resisting several times, his speed noticeably slowed down!
His current state is very poor, unless there's an hour ceasefire to let him recover, he won't be able to stand against the opponent!
Life can be both beautiful and cruel.
The battlefield between humans and gods is no child's play!
"Boom!"
The Dark Races' commander struck again, hitting the Spiritual Cloud Master.
Ling Yun Shangren's body was covered in scars, his already thin frame now stained red with fresh blood.
This scene made many cultivators of all races feel heartbroken.
Their eyes were bloodshot with rage, their anger boiling over as they longed to charge into battle and surround the Dark Deity's leader!
"Master Lingyun, we yield!"
“That’s right! Lingyun Master, at worst we'll concede this round! After all, there's still the second realm competition!”
A group of people spoke up.
Even his eyes were glistening with tears!
It's heartbreaking to see the older generation of humans fighting so hard in the front lines. It's too tragic.
More than 10,000 years have passed!
The human race hasn't produced a single monstrous prodigy who can take charge!
"Lingyun Daoist friend, we still admit defeat in this match! With just the two of us, there's no way to turn things around!"
At this time,
The heavens roar.
From beginning to end, his expression remained calm and unruffled, not even a flicker of emotion when Situ Wunian had fallen in battle. His face showed no change whatsoever!
"Boom!"
Lingyun did not speak,
He gritted his teeth and launched an attack, but all of his spells were easily dodged by the leader of the Shadowkin.
At this moment,
He realized there was no way to turn back time!
If one continues to fight, they will surely end up like the former head of the Si family!
"We admit defeat this time!"
When Lingyun Shangren uttered this phrase again, a breath he had been holding inside him dispersed instantly, and his face seemed to age decades in the blink of an eye.
He has his back to the crowd!
The figure was lonely, sighing and moaning with pain.
"Pityful and lamentable is mankind, so weak."
The Dark Ethereals' commander stood tall, his words cold and unforgiving, his face etched with scorn and disdain!
Everyone gritted their teeth in anger, but they were powerless to do anything. They could only force down the bitterness in their hearts!
"You win in one type of battlefield, we win in three! Now it all comes down to the second type."
"As long as you can win on the second-tier battlefields, you will have the qualifications to speak with us on an equal footing! If not, I'm sorry, before we flatten the Blight of Undead, we can only use you trash to practice our troops first!"
The tone of Mo Zhan's voice was threatening.
Gods and humans cannot coexist. This has been a rule since ancient times.
"Creak!"
Everyone's teeth chattered with fright!
It can be very fast.
Their faces were filled with hope again!
They still have a great chance of winning!
Moonlit Sword God, Black Cloud Ancient Ancestor, Yin-Yang Ancient Emperor, Lu Ning, Monk's Robe Ancient Buddha, Zhang Family Patriarch, these people, which one is not a renowned Tier 2 powerhouse
Especially the Moonlit Sword God and Lu Ning, these two have cultivated in the Second Tier Realm for a long time, and there are few rivals at the same level!
"We have to win the last game, and slap them hard in the face!"
"Win! You have to win!"
Some roared with excitement, others silently prayed in their hearts, all brimming with the fervent hope of victory.
It's not about the steamed buns, it's about face!
And just then.
"Whoosh!"
A woman in a fiery red dress walked out from the ranks of the divine army.
The woman had a voluptuous figure and stunning beauty. Her skin was a healthy wheat color, which felt both vibrant and oppressive.
Because a flame flickered between this woman's eyebrows, and her hair was the color of blood, it was clearly a being from the Fire God Clan!
Fire God Clan.
One of the Eight Ancient Divine Clans,
This clan's power is unfathomable, they control countless flames in the world. During the ancient catastrophe, they destroyed countless human forces!
It's just that since ancient times,
The Fire God Clan chooses silent cultivation and rarely walks in the human world,
Now that it has reappeared, no one can predict the depth of this clan!
"Kekeke. The Fire God Clan— Huo Miaomiao is here to learn from the prowess of the human race's experts."
The woman in the red dress covered her mouth and smiled lightly, her alluring demeanor captivating all. Her full breasts trembled slightly with her laughter, and her wheat-colored skin reflected a dazzling glow that made one's head spin.
"Star Gate Yin Yang Ancient Emperor, I shall fight you!"
The ancient emperor of Yin and Yang strides out powerfully.
As the strongest of the Three Emperors of Xingmen, he must sweep away all enemies and win absolute voice for humanity!
"You"
"Huo MiaoMiao looked up and down Yin Yang GuDi, then giggled,"
"You're pretty good, but you're not my opponent. Just go down and let someone stronger come out!"
"Is that so"
The ancient emperor of Yin and Yang remained expressionless, strode out directly, and quickly formed seals with his hands.
"Boom!"
He actually directly evolved a starry sky!
At this moment,
The Yin-Yang Ancient Emperor stood under the starry sky, like a celestial deity, his aura was awe-inspiring, able to sweep away all enemies!
"Reach for the stars!"
The ancient Yin-Yang Emperor spoke coldly, extending a large hand to seize a star and hurl it towards Huo Miaomiao.
"A good spell, but useless to me!"
A tiny flicker of Huomiao Miao's fire, and a raging inferno surged into the sky.
Not only did it melt the stars that the Yin-Yang Ancient Emperors had plucked, but even the entire illusory starry sky was scorched and sizzled with holes.
You are so bad.
Huimiao's mouth twitched into a smirk. With another flick of her finger, a wisp of flame shot towards the Yin-Yang Ancient Emperor in an instant.
"This emperor is above all laws, how could a mere fire harm me"
The ancient emperor YinYang let out a cold laugh, forming a barrier of stars in front of him, trying to block the flame.s expression was ferocious, with a shrill and miserable scream,He felt a huge hand stirring in his sea of consciousness, tearing at his soul. His very essence was about to dissipate, filling him with...