During the roar of the void, the disappearing arena unexpectedly reappeared. Long Chen and more than sixty powerful men in the Divine Lord Realm appeared on the arena.
When they appeared on the ring, their faces showed fear, and some even trembled all over. They were afraid, but people didn't know why they were afraid.
When the arena appeared, the strong men stopped chasing Long Chen and stood there one by one, dumbfounded.
"puff"
A strong man in the Divine Sovereign Realm who was closest to Long Chen was slashed into a bloody mist. As the blood mist filled the air, Long Chen's figure slowly emerged.
People were shocked. The powerful person in the Divine Lord Realm seemed to have suddenly become weak. He couldn't even catch Long Chen's sword. What was going on?
"How...how could this happen?" A powerful person in the Divine Lord Realm said with a horrified look on his face.
"You mean, why did the arena appear, and why were your cultivation levels suppressed in the divine fire realm?" Long Chen said with a slight smile.
"What?" As soon as Long Chen's words came out, people couldn't believe their ears.
Were these powerful men in the realm of gods suppressed? They sensed it carefully, and it was true that the pressure of the gods on them had disappeared.
Their cultivation has been suppressed to the realm of divine fire. No wonder they are so afraid. Who can be Long Chen's opponent in the realm of divine fire?
"Do you still remember the eye that appeared when I stood in front of the barrier when Kun Wuya and Bai Shishi were fighting fiercely?
That eye is the weapon soul of the ancient arena. It is the fighting spirit of the ancient era, but it was mishandled and sealed into the arena. It has nowhere to use its power and can only be buried like this.
It said it would make a deal with me. I would shatter the arena and destroy the binding immortal patterns, and it would be free.
The price is that it will help me take action once. Originally, I wanted to use him to deal with stronger enemies, and I didn't want to waste it on you fools, so I warned you before.
It's a pity that you are so stupid that you thought I was scaring you. People who don't understand respect will always be idiots. In this case, don't blame the Third Master for being ruthless with his long sword."
Long Chen snorted coldly and slashed down the sword in his hand. Those powerful men in the Divine Lord Realm roared and worked together to resist. As a result, the weapons in their hands were intact, but their limbs were shattered by the terrifying sword.
With an ordinary sword, more than a dozen powerful men in the Divine Lord Realm were killed. Their cultivation was suppressed, and they looked so weak in front of Long Chen.
"Long Chen, don't kill us, we are willing to work for you, willing to..."
Puff puff……
It's a pity that Long Chen didn't give them a chance at all. Wherever the long sword passed, no one could stop him. Those who were once aloof and powerful in the Divine Lord Realm were killed so much that they cried like ghosts and wolves howled. Some people even knelt down and cried bitterly, begging Long Chen for his life. But in exchange for
What came was a ruthless knife.
In the arena, Long Chen held a long knife, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, harvesting lives to his heart's content. This was not a battle, this was a massacre.
Previously, so many of them were chasing Long Chen alone, but the retribution came too quickly. In the blink of an eye, it was Long Chen's turn to chase them.
This sudden turn of events frightened everyone. Seeing those powerful men in the Divine Lord Realm who were begging and begging without any dignity of the strong, people couldn't help but feel infinite emotion.
How can a powerful and aloof man not be so miserable in the face of death? As Long Chen said, only when the knife cuts on oneself does one know the pain, and life only knows how valuable it is when it is deprived of it.
The strong men who hold the power of life and death are even more miserable than the weak when they become prisoners.
"Puff puff……"
"ah……"
"No……"
"Please don't kill me..."
No matter how much these people begged, Long Chen kept stabbing them one by one. The arena was only so big, and they couldn't escape at all. The blood of the powerful people in the Divine Lord Realm dyed the arena red, and the scene was shocking.
Every time Long Chen kills a powerful person in the Divine Lord Realm, he will gain a treasure, which is his trophy.
"puff"
When the last powerful person in the Divine Lord Realm was killed, the arena shook slightly, and a transparent figure appeared in front of Long Chen. That figure turned out to be another Long Chen.
"Our agreement is complete, no one owes anyone anything anymore." Long Chen, who was transformed into the arena, said.
"Of course, I don't owe anyone anything, but I still want to thank you. Killing these sixty-seven old fellows of the Divine Lord Realm was so satisfying and joyful. Even my mood improved. I seemed to see the sun again.
"
Long Chen laughed, but he was in a good mood. After a killing spree, he found that the dark power had weakened and no longer eroded his sanity. He was like a person trapped in purgatory who finally broke out of the prison.
A wonderful feeling that cannot be described in words.
This weapon soul of the ancient arena, Long Chen feels that it is a very terrifying existence. Using it to kill these powerful people in the Divine Lord Realm feels a bit like using a knife to kill a chicken, but I have to admit that the killing is very enjoyable and everything is so worth it.
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Long Chen, who was transformed into the arena, nodded, his body slowly merged into the void, and then disappeared.
Long Chen turned around, put the long black knife on his shoulder, looked around, and sneered:
"The ancient arena has left, and I have one less trump card. If you think now is the best time to pick up a bargain, just come over and see if Mr. San has any other trump cards."
With the help of the ancient arena, Long Chen killed the group of strong men in the Divine Sovereign Realm like they were killing chickens, making the whole audience howl like ghosts. Those were the strongmen in the Divine Sovereign Realm, the mainstays of ordinary sects. They were not real chickens, but they were killed like this.
Now, who can not be afraid?
Who would have thought that Long Chen would collude with the ancient arena to deceive people, and in one trap, more than sixty powerful people in the Divine Lord Realm would be killed. This is too scary?
Long Chen continued to play his trump cards. Not to mention his true strength during the fierce battle with Gui Yun and Kun Wuya, he used the original true feather to block Enpuda's divine power, leaving Enpuda helplessly watching his most beloved disciple.
How terrible is it to be killed?
Just now, the weapon soul of the ancient arena was used to destroy the ancient arena, break the confinement, and return it to freedom as an agreement, so that it could help trap a group of powerful people in the divine king realm. This method is simply terrifying. No one would have thought of it.
There will be no defense.
At this time, Long Chen was covered in blood, and half of his already shabby black robe had been beaten off, leaving half of his arms exposed. He looked a little embarrassed, but he looked so arrogant, domineering, and uninhibited.
Moreover, most of the blood on Long Chen's body at this time belonged to the powerful ones in the Divine Lord Realm. It was slowly dripping along Long Chen's robe, and the look was shocking.
Facing Long Chen's cold and arrogant gaze, the powerful men in the Divine Lord Realm present did not dare to move. They were afraid, and even developed a fear of a little rookie in the Divine Fire Realm.
"boom"
Suddenly, Long Chen shouted, the divine ring lit up, dragon scales covered his body, the divine fire was ignited in an instant, a violent aura bloomed, and he slashed into the void behind him with a knife.
The void exploded, and a figure holding a dagger appeared. People were shocked: