In addition to Lin Bai, there are a total of 20,000 to 30,000 warriors here, all of whom have reached the Great Perfection of the Yin Saint Realm. There are even many strong men in the Yang God Realm, all looking closely at these nine
Circle of storm!
"These nine storm circles are one after another, and the power of each storm circle is more terrifying. If you want to rush through these nine storm circles and grab those blood crystals, I am afraid that only a few people can do it."
Lin Bai narrowed his eyes and looked around secretly, trying to find traces of Ye Jianjun.
Although many of the warriors who came here had personal grudges, because there were so many blood crystals, these warriors had to put aside their grudges and grab the blood crystals first.
"I can't wait any longer. Since none of you are coming, let me try the power of this storm circle."
At this time, a Yin Sheng realm warrior from the Holy Seal Sect glared hard, gritted his teeth and rushed forward. He used all his spiritual energy to condense into a defensive shield to protect his body, approaching the ninth storm circle.
As this person stepped into the ninth storm circle, the eyes of more than 30,000 people in the audience were all focused on this warrior of the Holy Seal Sect.
I saw that this person had just stepped into the storm circle, but after taking only a few steps forward, the cyan defensive shield on his body was wildly ravaged by the black storm, gradually revealing cracks, and then burst open with a sudden explosion.
The warrior looked panicked for a moment and stepped back quickly. But at this moment, a black storm swept over. The sharp storm cut open the man's skin like a sharp blade. The blood was drained and turned into blood.
Jing, floated under this black flag!
hiss--
Seeing the miserable state of this warrior, all the warriors in the audience couldn't help but take a breath and secretly exclaimed: This ninth storm circle is so powerful, and there are eight storm circles in front of it, isn't it even more terrifying!
"Is it possible that unless this place is a warrior at the fourth level of Yang Shen Realm, other people will not be able to enter it?"
"These blood crystals..."
"Why……"
Many warriors looked at the blood crystal under the black flag and were jealous, but when they saw the terrifying power of these nine storm circles, they just sighed again and again!
After this warrior of the Holy Seal Sect took a step, many warriors followed and wanted to step into the storm circle regardless of the danger of their lives.
"There are so many blood crystals. If I don't fight for them, I'll regret it for the rest of my life!"
“I don’t know which storm circle I can reach!”
"Fight!"
One by one, the warriors gritted their teeth and began to cautiously step into the storm circle.
Lin Bai stood in the distance, not in a hurry to enter the storm circle, but looking for traces of Ye Jianjun among the crowd.
As the warriors walked toward the storm circle one by one, Lin Bai finally saw a young man wearing a colorful disciple's robe 30,000 meters away on the left. He had a resolute face and stared at the black flag in a daze!
He is Ye Jianjun!
But what Ye Jianjun was looking at was not the blood crystals, but the black flags!
It seems that the black flag flag attracts him even more!
Ye Jianjun glanced blankly at the black flag flag, then looked away slightly. He noticed Lin Bai's gaze, looked to the right and saw Lin Bai. He smiled slightly and nodded, which was regarded as a greeting.
Then, Ye Jianjun took a step forward, condensing all his abilities into a defensive shield and stepped into the black storm.
Ye Jianjun's strength was extremely astonishing. When he stepped into the black storm, he stepped out without stopping at all, crossed the ninth storm circle, and headed straight for the eighth storm circle.
Seeing this scene, the warriors who were still in the ninth storm circle exclaimed: "Who? Is that person so strong? The black storm in the ninth storm circle did not cause any harm to him?"
"The colorful disciple's robe is the Young Sword Master of the Tongtian Sword Sect!"
"It's Mr. Ye Jian!"
"One of the evil geniuses!"
"Made, is Ye Jianjun actually so strong? I remember that he has only been a Young Sword Master of the Tongtian Sword Sect for less than ten years."
"Who is he? Don't forget, the Tongtian Sword Sect has produced another evildoer. Dongfang Bai has only been the Young Sword Master for less than three years, and he is capable of fighting against the saint sons of other sects!"
"Young Master Young Swordsman of the Tongtian Sword Sect, all of them are indeed the best among men."
The warriors in the ninth storm circle looked at Ye Jianjun who stepped into the eighth storm circle in horror, with horrified expressions on their faces.
Lin Bai was stunned, looked at Ye Jianjun's back, and said, "What is he looking at?"
Immediately, Lin Bai's eyes focused, and following Ye Jianjun's gaze, he looked at the black flag...
When Lin Bai looked over, his eyes were filled with horror!
Lin Bai saw that on top of the black flag flag, at the very tip, there was a skeleton sitting cross-legged. This man had been dead for many years, and his flesh and blood had rotted away, leaving only a white skeleton.
This skeleton was sitting cross-legged on top of the black flag. Looking up from the ground, it was only the size of an ant. If Lin Bai hadn't looked carefully at this moment, he might not have been able to see traces of this skeleton!
And hanging on the waist of the black skeleton was a storage bag filled with dust.
Ye Jianjun's eyes caught sight of this storage bag!
"Are those the bones of an ancient warrior?"
"And storage bags?"
Lin Bai rolled his eyes and said in his heart: "This skeleton is sitting cross-legged on top of this black flag. Is this person the owner of this black flag?"
"The black storm transformed by this black flag is so extraordinary. It can kill the Yin Saint realm and even the Yang God realm with just the slightest power. Then this black flag flag is very likely to be an existence that transcends the ultimate martial arts weapon...
"
"Does Ye Jianjun want to get this black flag?"
"This black flag has been planted in this world for countless years. No one has taken it away. It may be that no one has a way to control it. And if the skeleton is really the resident of the black flag, then in his storage bag
, there must be a way to control this black flag!"
Lin Bai narrowed his eyes: "We cannot let Ye Jianjun get this black flag, otherwise, if we want to kill him, we will have to spend too much energy!"
As soon as Lin Bai thought of this, the spiritual power all over his body began to surge. The Five Elements Divine Pill continued to circulate in his body, and the spiritual power turned into a defensive shield condensed with colorful energy on Lin Bai's body.
With one step forward, Lin Bai stepped into the ninth storm circle.
Huhuhu——
In the storm circle, the strong wind continued to rage around Lin Bai's ears like sharp knives. The sharp strong wind hit Lin Bai's defensive shield, and a roaring sound was heard.
Lin Bai glanced at his defensive shield and said secretly: "The storm in this ninth storm circle is not too strong. It is equivalent to the storm that just swept this world..."
Lin Bai stepped into the ninth storm circle, looked forward, and found that Ye Jianjun had already reached the sixth storm circle, and continued to walk forward without stopping at all!
"Ye Jianjun!" Lin Bai's eyes gradually revealed a fierce light, and he crossed the ninth storm circle and walked forward!