The central altar of the mysterious bridge has become a slaughterhouse. Several human geniuses and dozens of human rising stars are taking action and killing.
Even the only female prodigy is like this. She shows no mercy at all. Her white clothes are fluttering, and blue light is rippling around her body. Every time she takes action, she will take away the lives of dozens of people. She is decisive and ruthless.
Those people died very strangely, and they all turned into water. It was very pure, but it made everyone's hair stand on end.
In normal times, although the geniuses and rising stars of the human race would kill human monks, they would not do too many.
Because the human race nominally controls the Ten Thousand Realms, hundreds of tribes in the world and some ancient relics are watching with eager eyes. Therefore, they need to be united in dealing with the outside world. Excessive cannibalism is a taboo and cannot be touched.
But things are different now. There is only one throne, and everyone wants it. In order to compete for the throne, everyone has undeniably murderous intentions in their hearts.
This is not considered a taboo, because it is all voluntary. If someone loses consciousness, the geniuses of the human race may not continue to take action.
As for Bai Daoxuan, apart from killing dozens of people instantly in his first attack, his subsequent killings were much less frequent.
Every time, the thunder was used to kill some people who got too close to the altar. The main purpose was to shock, and killing was secondary.
"Let's join forces and don't mess up, otherwise we will be slaughtered by them."
Some people were still calm. Faced with the joint killing by several powerful men, they spoke out their proposals loudly, which made many monks calm down.
In fact, everyone knows this method. They had this idea when they came together, but they were caught off guard by the sudden attacks of several powerful men. They were all dying and just wanted to escape.
At this moment, these ordinary emperors and even some sect master monks were running away and converging in one direction at the same time.
In a matter of moments, thousands of people gathered together, and the astonishing power of blood soared into the sky, making the space tremble, and for a moment it suppressed the rising stars of the human race.
They looked at the large army of thousands of people and did not dare to take action rashly. If they rushed into the crowd, they would probably be torn into pieces by the angry strong men.
"Hmph, how can a spark of fire compete with the bright moon? How can you stir up any trouble if I let you wait here!"
A certain human race genius did not dare to step forward, and he could not let his own limelight slip. He pointed at thousands of monks with a stern look on his face.
But what he said was true. All the rising stars of the race were relaxed. As long as they were a little more careful, although there were many of them, they could not have any impact on themselves.
Because the gap in strength is difficult to make up for with quantity, especially at the level of Emperor Tian, it is even more difficult.
Otherwise, how could those who can leapfrog challenges be called rising stars and respected as the proud ones?
"Everyone, listen to me!"
The simple middle-aged man still had a kind face and continued to fool around, saying, "It's certainly a good thing for you to have a fighting spirit, but if you do something you know you can't do, it will only lead to your own destruction!"
His words seemed to have a magical power of temptation. As soon as he finished speaking, some monks' expressions flickered, and then they retreated silently, heading straight towards the sacred road in the distance.
ah!
Soon, bursts of screams came from a distance, which made many monks' hair stand on end. They looked strangely and forgot to look at the middle-aged man, only to find that he was still wearing a kind smile.
In an instant, everyone was shocked and felt a chill, because this middle-aged man was so weird that he did not take action at all, but he deceived a group of strong men to death.
"This is a plague."
Many people's eyes dodge and they carefully guard the sea of consciousness. At the same time, they can't help but mutter that middle-aged people have been classified as plague gods. It is best not to provoke them, otherwise they will suffer bad luck and inexplicably "commit suicide!"
"The genius is so powerful that you need to look up to it!"
There are also some rising stars of the human race who are lonely and feel that the geniuses are too powerful and that each one of them is a being that they need to look up to, and their Taoist hearts have been shaken.
Bai Dao
boom!
On the altar, the black and white air currents around the throne were swaying, making the void beat with a sudden sound. The aura of the emperor was restrained, but still awe-inspiring.
"The ownership of the throne."
The woman in white suddenly spoke. She looked ordinary, but her voice was very beautiful, like an oriole coming out of the valley. Many strong men looked intoxicated and were fascinated.
She only said a few words, very concisely, but the meaning was very clear. She wanted to fight to determine the ownership of the throne and did not want to delay it any longer.
On the side, the gloomy young man had been impatient for a long time, and now he echoed, "Yes, it has been delayed for long enough, I can't wait to sit on it!"
He was very confident and firmly believed that he could finally control the throne. He had an evil smile on his face, as if he had already seen the scene of himself standing on the throne, which made him yearn for it.
"Haha, that's right. I also want to sit on it and go sightseeing."
The simple middle-aged man in commoner clothes was calm and active, and his black pupils were very lively and indifferent, as if the throne was under his control, and the one sitting on the throne must be himself.
However, no matter what they said or what they showed, the most angry ones were the monks on the outside, because they were completely abandoned by the geniuses and were not taken seriously at all.
A monk carrying a long sword stepped out from the crowd and said: "You are bullying others too much. Do you really think that all of us monks are just decorations?"
This is a sword cultivator, with a sharp aura, and a pair of eyes that are shining with sword light, and he is aggressive.
"Tian Noo." The gloomy young man couldn't help but frown, already feeling a little angry at these scumbags' repeated interruptions.
While he was speaking, he stretched out his finger and clicked it out of the air. The sword cultivator didn't even have a chance to speak. He instantly became a human being and then disappeared.
"After they fight, take action to destroy them!"
Many monks were angry, but they dared not speak out. They communicated with each other using their mental power, and finally reached a consensus. Each of them stopped talking and stood quietly in the distance.
Judging from their performance, there was only a trace of hostility, and no one could tell their specific thoughts.
Bai Daoxuan didn't speak for such a long time. At this moment, when he saw many monks retreating, he took a step forward and reached the top of the altar.
"Little brother, you are not kind."
The commoner middle-aged man laughed and joked, but he took action. With a palm push, invisible fluctuations appeared in the void, and phantoms appeared out of thin air, blocking the way forward.
boom.
A dozen rising stars understood their shortcomings and took action at the same time, preparing to deal with several talented people first and then decide who would own the throne.
They were all rising stars, and their blood was as surging as the sea. The sky was dyed red, and there was a loud crashing sound, as if there was a big wave shaking the sky, and it was like a flash flood erupting.
"So what if the genius is a genius? Kill him!"
A young man of about twenty years old, with a ferocious expression, was holding a long knife and slashed it down suddenly. The white blade reflected the cold light, which was very dazzling.
This knife is very sharp and tricky, and it seems impossible to avoid it. No matter which direction it is, it is surrounded by the shadow of the knife.