"Who else?"

Ling Jianchen stood proudly between heaven and earth.

After this battle, the bloody sky curtain behind him expanded to 110,000 feet. Yelang and Long Yao alone contributed thousands of feet to him, and their figures also appeared on the sky curtain.

Blood Kill Curse.

It was originally the night elves who chased and wanted Ling Jianchen.

But now...

At this moment.

This bloody sky curtain turned into a monument, while singing praises Ling Jianchen's terrifying strength and the monument of the countless heroes who died in his hands.

The dense figures above, each existence is the fall of a strong man.

You must know.

Any strong person who can be selected to participate in the battle of the gods is the most powerful genius of all races.

The battle between the gods is absolutely not allowed to make up for the numbers.

Ling Jianchen was still able to kill so many powerful people, among which there were many existences of the Ninth Level of God’s Lord, which is a proof of his strength.

If the prince of the Dark Elf Clan Ye Qiu knew about this, he would probably vomit blood in anger.

The blood-killing curse that originally demonstrated the power of the Night Elf clan, but in the end it became a stepping stone for Ling Jianchen to make him famous and become famous in one battle. However, Ye Qiu and the others are now refining the Immortal Kingdom Order in the Lost Immortal City, preparing to enter the second round of trial.

Don't know what's going on outside.

Otherwise...

I'm afraid they're really going to vomit blood!

The Night Elf tribe sent a full thousand strong men to participate in the battle between the gods, but more than half of the strong men fell in Ling Jianchen's hands, especially the death of Yelang, his right-hand man, would be a heavy blow to Ye Qiu.

"When did such a monster appear in the Southern Divine Court?"

"This is too terrible, right? This is simply a god of killing, you should not be provoked!"

"Damn it, Senior Brother Qi Yu actually asked us to deal with such a pervert? How could he feel?"

The discussions in the crowd fell into Ling Jianchen's ears, and Jian's eyebrows couldn't help but jumped slightly: "Qi Yu? He is indeed here..."

This Qi Yu is one of the few in the divine world who knows his identity.

If he encounters himself.

Mostly you have to recognize it.

Ling Jianchen thought about this and changed his appearance slightly, and his current cultivation and aura had undergone earth-shaking changes. The power of the destruction of heaven combined with the power of faith, which caused his temperament to undergo earth-shaking changes.

Even though he stood in front of Qi Yu, he was not worried about revealing his identity.

Seeing that the strong men around him were afraid to come forward, Ling Jianchen waved his hand, untied the black cage, and released Qin Huan and others.

Qin Huan, Niu Geng, Tang Rong, Xiaoguang and some other powerful people all came to him.

only……

Shen Weigang and dozens of fellow brothers fell completely.

No longer exists.

"Senior Brother Ling..." Qin Huan lowered his head dejectedly, his eyes full of hideousness and self-blame.

Niu Geng also looked guilty: "Brother Ling Tian, ​​I..."

Ling Jianchen waved his hand, and it was naturally no wonder that Qin Huan and Niu Geng were from this matter.

With their strength, they have done their best to protect these strong people.

Ling Jianchen said in a deep voice: "This matter is all caused by me, and the responsibility is also on me. You don't have to blame yourself so much." After a pause, Ling Jianchen took out some beast cores and the gods' orders and handed them to everyone, and said in a deep voice, "You will enter the lost fairy city immediately. You are not allowed to do anything in the fairy city, and then wait for an opportunity to find the weapon refining room and refine the fairy country order. With the fairy country orders, they will not be able to do anything to you!"

Once the refining is completed, one foot will enter the second round of trial.

Sheltered by the rules of the war of the gods.

Ling Jianchen could not worry about their conscience, nor would he be so tightly restrained as before.

Qin Huan and others naturally understood Ling Jianchen's thoughts, focused on the key points, and then flew towards the lost immortal city. With Ling Jianchen's escort, no one dared to stop him. After all, the two powerful men of the Ninth Heaven of the God Lord, Lian Yelang and Long Yao, died at his hands.

Seeing Qin Huan and others entering the Lost Immortal City, Ling Jianchen breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the camps of the two major alliances with cold eyes.

In that camp.

There were several powerful auras locking him.

But the two sides were a little afraid of each other and had not taken action for a long time. Ling Jianchen raised his lips and said coldly: "Aren't you all thinking about taking my life? Why don't you dare to show up now?"

"snort!"

A rough and cold snorted suddenly sounded.

The roar of the dragon shook the sky and the earth.

I saw a ball of black mist soaring into the sky. In the black fog that covered the sky, a huge black magic dragon poked out its huge claws.

The sharp claws cut the void openly.

The huge dragon body is thousands of feet tall.

It was crossed between heaven and earth, like a bridge of eternal sky, on its huge head like a mountain, with two cold eyes staring at Ling Jianchen, and its ferocious dragon mouth opened: "I thought Long Yao was enough to deal with you, but I didn't expect that even he was not your opponent. Ling Tian, ​​it seems that everyone has to admit that everyone underestimated you."

"Who are you?" Ling Jianchen narrowed his eyes.

In front of me is a dark magic dragon.

Judging from the fluctuations in its aura, it should be the peak powerhouse of the God Lord.

"I am Long Rui, the son of the leader of the Dark Dragon Clan!"

Long Rui was sucking and spitting out black air, but his words were like thunder roaring, thundering, making people dizzy and almost blew up, and he was about to be shocked to spit blood. "Ling Tian, ​​you have repeatedly killed my dark dragon clan's powerful people. Today is the time when you die in the underworld!"

Long Rui's cultivation can only rank second.

Can't keep up with those half-step divine emperors, or even the perverts in the Divine Emperor realm.

Because of this...

He was not the first group to go to the Lost Immortal City and was in the base camp of the Ten Thousand Race Alliance. He knew that Ling Jianchen had arrived before, and in his opinion, Long Yao could solve Ling Jianchen. What's more, in addition to Long Yao, Yelang also took action.

In his opinion, the two great gods and ninth-level powerful men joined forces, and Qi Yu cooperated inside and outside, killing Ling Jianchen was just a breeze.

What he didn't expect was Ling Jianchen's strength, which was far beyond his expectations.

Ling Jianchen raised his eyebrows. The pair of golden eyes flowing with golden light did not have any emotional fluctuations, only deep and cold as the dark starry sky: "Long Yao and Yelang also said this to me before, but now it seems that it is not me who died in the underworld!"

"What are they? Can they compare with me?" Long Rui sneered proudly.

The scarlet tongue poked out of the bleeding mouth, licking her lips, her fangs were like serrated teeth, and her eyes were filled with cold light.

Ling Jianchen raised a finger, shook it gently, and said lightly: "Whether it is them or you, it is no difference to me!"

"Um?"

Long Rui was stunned.
Chapter completed!