"Fuck!" The King of the Divine Fire Holy Land burning directly cursed: "Why don't you directly want the first place? No matter how strong Ye Wudao is, you only have five people participating in the Holy Land. The final ranking is not much higher!"
"I agree that it is impossible to be taller than the top!"
The Holy Old Man shrugged and said, "That's nothing to talk about? I don't care. Anyway, the Holy Son has not violated the regulations. You cannot deprive the Holy Son of the Holy Son of his qualifications!"
Wei? and others' faces turned blue and red.
Finally, the Black Turtle in the Sailing Golden Holy Land said: "This way, the charge race is about to end anyway. If you have any questions, wait until the game is over."
Hearing this, everyone could only do this.
At this time, the incense stick in the stove outside the sword palace had been reduced by two-thirds.
Only one third is left.
One third of the incense stick will burn out soon.
Ye Wudao has also sprinted to the second half and encountered many mechanisms along the way.
These mechanisms are not one-time, so even if someone passes through it, they will not stop operating.
But how could these things stump him?
The journey was smooth, and at the same time, he snatched many light pillars and killed dozens of geniuses.
Wei and others were so angry that they almost couldn't help but rush into the Sword Palace and removed Ye Wudao from all over the place.
Those geniuses were cultivated by major holy places at great cost.
Every time one dies, it is a huge loss.
But the Thirty-Six Holy Lands have always believed in the survival of the fittest and the prey of the weak.
That is why life and death are allowed to fight during the competition.
Moreover, those powerful holy places like this even more.
After all, they can take advantage of this opportunity to consume the new generation of power in other holy places, causing those holy places to slowly decline.
In this way, their interests can be maximized.
But this time they didn't expect that an anomaly appeared.
That is Ye Wudao.
In less than one incense stick, more than a hundred geniuses were killed, which scared them all.
However, like the top ten holy places, I am not worried.
They have confidence in their Son.
But I didn’t expect that such a genius could appear in Xingcang Holy Land, which is only ranked 18.
There is not much time left.
But Ye Wudao could feel that it was not far from the end.
Swish!
He turned into a sword light, and at the same time he drew his sword, killing the ten golden-armored giants in an instant, and then his figure shook and disappeared.
Mo Xiaoyu and the other two acted together and took care of each other. Although they could not get ahead along the way, it was not a problem to reach the end within the specified time.
And they also obtained a lot of light beads.
Even at this time, they found a cloud of light.
There are actually many light beads in the light clouds.
Look at the number, there are at least hundreds.
They saw some light clouds like this along the way, but they had no share and were swept away by the Holy Sons.
Nowadays, many geniuses are rushing forward without discovering the light cloud.
So, after no one was around, they calculated the time and immediately walked to that corner and began to collect light beads.
But at this moment, four figures turned back from the direction of the end.
When I saw the light cloud in front of the four girls, I immediately smiled.
They were covered with dragon scales, with different colors, and had the aura of dragon on their bodies, which was very terrifying.
Obviously, they are four geniuses from the Ancestral Dragon Holy Land.
One of the young men covered in purple dragon scales, named Aman, smiled and said, "The four beauties are so lucky. They actually discovered Guangyun, but now it belongs to us!"
Seeing this, Huo Ji's face changed and said, "It's a person from the Ancestral Dragon Holy Land. The Ancestral Dragon Holy Land ranks 20th. Although the ranking is lower than our Holy Land, everyone's strength is very strong!"
"The four of us face them, there is no chance of winning!"
Su Yushuang was wearing a silver battle robe and holding a silver sword in her hand. She was full of heroic posture and said, "What are you afraid of? If you want to fight, you will fight. This Guangyun will never give in to you!"
Next to Aman, a genius of the Ancestral Dragon Holy Land, "Long Yu" laughed and said, "Brother Aman, stop talking nonsense with them. It's important to get Guangyun. When the charge competition is over, we will have fun with the beauty."
Aman nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, take action!"
Roar!
As the four dragon roars sounded, the four geniuses of the Ancestral Dragon Holy Land turned into four giant dragons in the rays of light and rushed towards Mo Xiaoyu and the four girls.
"Qingyuan Light and Shadow Sword Technique!"
"The God of Vulcan came to the world!"
"Luxian Sword Technique!"
"Thousand Needle Wire!"
Faced with the strong attacks of the four geniuses in the Ancestral Dragon Holy Land, the four girls did not hesitate at all.
Use the strongest moves all.
Countless blue lightsabers, terrifying fire dragons, huge golden sword lights and countless translucent silk threads attacked the four giant dragons.
But the four giant dragons spit out huge balls of light.
In the light ball, there are either the terrifying power of ice, the terrifying power of flame, the terrifying power of thunder and lightning, or the terrifying power of Vajra.
Although each kind of power is single, it is extremely terrifying and extraordinary.
boom!
Finally, the eight-legged essay power met.
The explosion sounded, and terrifying storms swept across the world.
Dangdangdangdangdangdang!
Kick!
During the fierce confrontation, all the sword lights, fire lights and needle threads were broken and broken.
Boom, the power that poured out suddenly knocked the four women out.
Wow, he vomited blood from his mouth and his face was pale.
“So strong!”
The four girls were frightened.
At this time, four huge dragon tails burst out with terrifying and dazzling light.
Slap...
It was beaten on the four women at once, and immediately turned into four shells and was bombarded out.
Bang bang bang, the four women fell to the ground, cracked the ground, smoke and dust rolled, and rocks flew.
"Hahaha... Are the four beauties injured?"
Aman laughed loudly, grabbed the dragon claws, and his figure shook, turning into a human body, while the cloud of light was grabbed by him.
"All four hundred and twenty-one light beads, okay, great!"
Aman was excited.
The other three were very happy to see so many light beads.
This is more than 400 points.
"Give us our light beads back!"
Su Yushuang said angrily.
"When death is coming, how dare you ask for Guangzhu? Brother Aman, the saint of Xingcang Holy Land, Ye Wudao, is probably dead now. Why not send them to the West together and let Xingcang Holy Land be at the bottom!"
"They also have a lot of light beads in their hands!"
Another genius from the Ancestral Dragon Holy Land said with a playful smile.
"Go to do it, fight quickly... Although it's a pity to kill such a beauty, the holy one is more important than ranking!"
Aman hesitated and made a decision.
Boom boom!
The four of them turned into real dragons again and rushed towards the four girls.
Seeing the open dragon's mouth, it was about to swallow them.
Suddenly, a sword light was extremely dazzling, and it burst out from the darkness and instantly slashed Aman and the four of them.
I saw screams sounded, and four huge real dragons rolled out, turned into their bodies, and smashed them hard on the wall.
Wow--
All four of them vomited blood, and a deep sword wound on their bodies, and thick blood was flowing out, which was shocking.
With just one sword, they were severely injured.
"who!"
Aman was furious, but there was a hint of fear in his eyes.
A genius who can severely damage the four of them with one sword will definitely be extraordinary.
However, those saints are afraid that they have reached the end at this moment, so why are there still such capable people?
The four girls of Mo Xiaoyu were also very surprised.
But at this time, who will save them?
The next moment, they stared at the darkness, shouting, "Is it the Holy Son?"
In the darkness, a figure flew out.
It was Ye Wudao.
"Son of the Holy Son!"
When they saw Ye Wudao, all the girls were happy.
They are really afraid that Ye Wudao will be besieged and killed by people from the nine holy lands.
Without the Holy Son, it is inevitable that Xingcang Holy Land will be at the bottom.
The Holy Son Ye Wudao is their hope and backbone.
Ye Wudao nodded to the four girls and glanced at Aman and the other two, "People from the Ancestral Dragon Holy Land? Hand over the light beads and then destroy them, you can survive!"
"I'll count three times!"
"one!"
But before Ye Wudao could finish counting, Aman laughed, "Ye Wudao, I didn't expect you to be alive, but if you want us to hand over the light bead, don't think about it!"
"You were a sneak attack just now. You may not be able to fight head-on..."
But at this moment.
"three!"
Ye Wudao finished reciting the third sentence in an instant, holding the Wind God Sword in both hands.
The sword slashed out.
Four rays of sword lights soaring into the sky.
fall!
boom!
Four extremely terrifying sword marks were torn apart from the entire passage.
And Aman and the other four could not even find their bones.
"No!"
Outside the Sword Palace, Long Potian roared in the holy land of the Ancestral Dragon, "Ye Wudao, you bastard, wait for you to come out, I will let you die!"
The corners of the Sheng Lao's mouth twitched.
He shouted in his heart: "Son, stop killing people. If we continue to kill like this, our Xingcang Holy Land will become a public enemy!"
However, on the surface, his attitude was very tough.
"Hmph, Long Potian, do I think I don't exist? With me here, I want to see who can be detrimental to the Holy Son!"
"If you want to break the rules, there is no need to hold this Holy Bi in the future!"
"Just go back to the era of chaos in the thirty-six holy lands!"
The Holy Old snorted coldly.
"Saint Master, you don't have to use the rules of the Holy Band anymore. Okay, I won't bother with you this time. After all, I'm from the Ancestral Dragon Holy Land. Let's kill people from the people in your Holy Land first."
"But...hum, if Ye Wudao slaughtered the genius again, I will never sit idly by!"
After Long Potian finished speaking, he looked at Ye Wudao in the Sword Palace viciously, with murderous intent in his eyes.
Seeing this, the old man breathed a sigh of relief and thought that when the first round of competition was over, he needed to remind the son of the Holy Son.
In the Sword Palace, Ye Wudao took Aman and his friends' storage rings, and then took the four girls to sprint quickly.
Time is running out, and the finish line must be reached as soon as possible.
At this moment, the end point.
This is a spacious platform, and the teleportation array is under your feet.
Many geniuses have reached the end.
Judging from the number of people, there are more than 500 people.
The original number was 705, but now only more than 500 people have reached the end.
It can be seen that more than a hundred people have not reached the end.
Maybe he was still sprinting in the Sword Palace, or maybe he died in the Sword Palace.
"Ye Wudao? The people from our nine holy lands have attacked him. I believe they have died in the Sword Palace!"
The Holy Son of the Ten Thousand Swords Land, Wei Jian, smiled proudly, and the sword intent that soared into the sky swept across the world.
This made many geniuses look at each other and fear.
"Actually that kid is a bit of a thing. After all, he can kill so many geniuses in our nine holy lands, but he is just too stupid. If he offended our nine holy lands in one go, who will he kill if he doesn't kill him?"