"Perhaps, this Tianling Conference will be the final content of the storybook of "The Legend of Mad Dog Emperor"..."
"There are really a lot of dark horses this year. There are eight or nine little-known young disciples. Comparing each other is really annoying."
Someone said excitedly: "The next battle should be more intense and exciting! After all, it is a formal ranking competition between the top fifty practitioners!"
The higher the ranking, the better the forces you can choose when ascending.
At this moment, Liang Guanren looked at the eight disciples in the waiting area. To be honest, he thought that only the little ancestor could ascend, but he didn't expect that the other disciples were so good!
Liang Guanren laughed as he thought about it. He turned to look at his senior brother and third junior brother, and pointed to the waiting area with a beaming smile.
"Look, these are my eight good disciples! They have more faces."
Great Elder: "..."
Third Elder: "..."
The First Elder and the Third Elder looked at each other silently, saying nothing. If they had to say one thing, they could only say: Second Junior Brother/Brother has a unique vision.
Within the waiting area_
Di Nian turned to look at Yunzheng, feeling quite complicated. Before the Tianling Conference started, he never imagined that his niece would be among the top fifty after participating in the Tianling Conference for the first time.
That's good, he doesn't have to worry about the dangers and injustices she will suffer in the Holy Ruins.
When he goes to the high-end continent, he will spend more time taking care of her than before...
On the other side, Yunzheng and his friends all gave a high-five and laughed loudly: "Team Fengyun has completed the 'Ascension' mission."
All eight people had happy smiles on their faces.
At this moment, the leader of the Shenye Sect appeared on the high platform. Just as he was about to announce the rules of the ranking competition, the sky suddenly darkened.
Everyone was startled, and they all looked up into the sky. They saw that the sun, which was still emitting dazzling light just now, suddenly seemed to be swallowed up by something, and gradually turned into a curved sun.
"This is……"
"Tengu eats the sun!"
Just when everyone was confused, a demonic aura suddenly erupted from all around.
Looking up, I saw many "people" exuding black demonic aura appearing on the top of the mountain in front of Fengtian, surrounding everyone.
"Demons!"
Someone in the crowd screamed, completely causing a commotion among everyone present.
"The demons are here again!"
Because Tengu eclipses the sun, the sky becomes dark, and there is an inexplicable sense of imminent smoke.
The envoys from the advanced continent were also a little surprised, how could there be demons appearing?!
Mr. Zhuang suddenly stood up, looked at these incompetent demons and others, narrowed his eyes, and sneered: "A mere demon dares to make trouble in front of this elder. Ha, this elder has never seen him before.
You will seek death like this!"
The cultivation level of these demons is not high, most of them are from the Holy Heaven Dao Realm. He can crush them to death with just one finger!
Emperor Zun's eyes changed, and he suddenly turned to look at the hundreds of envoys from high-level continents.
I saw their bodies trembling at the same time, grabbing their necks tightly, their faces red and their ears red, and they made a roar-like sound. Their current situation was as if they were possessed by something.
"No……"
Hundreds of envoys made desperate sounds.
The next moment, the whites of their eyes suddenly turned black, and their bottomless eyes looked a little eerie.
They were all taken away?!
Emperor Zun looked at the man in the ghost mask and saw him sitting calmly, completely unmoved by what was happening.
"It's you!"
Upon hearing this, the man in the ghost mask shot out in Rong Shuo's direction without any warning.
Bang!
Rong Shuo raised his palm to block it.
Mr. Zhuang was shocked and asked in disbelief: "Why did you start fighting?!"
"Go, kill them all!" the man in the ghost mask commanded without looking back.
In an instant, the hundreds of envoys from the high-level continents all mobilized to kill the cultivators in the audience.
Everyone in the Holy Market was completely unexpected that this situation would happen!
They didn't even expect that those envoys would attack them, and they wanted to kill them with every move.
Facing the powerful men from the high-level continent, it was impossible for the cultivators of the Holy Ruins to fight back and could only flee in all directions!
They wanted to escape from Fengtian Mountain, but what they didn't expect was that there was a barrier blocking their departure!
What the hell happened?!
"Everyone——"
Just as the leader of the Shenye Sect wanted to speak, he was suddenly slashed by a 'person' who appeared behind him.
The sect leader grunted in pain and quickly retreated a long distance. When he could clearly see the person who appeared in the void, his pupils shrank slightly.
"Demon Lord Kills the Forest!"
As soon as these words came out, many people looked up and saw a man in dark green robes, holding a bone knife in his hand.
The bone knife was stained with fresh blood.
Demon Lord Zhansen smiled sinisterly and said, "Long time no see, fellow races, I, Demon Lord Zhansen, have come to harvest your lives again."
Many cultivators turned pale. Demon Lord Zhansen's strength was too strong. This was simply the gloom in the minds of the eight major races.
Liang Guanren's face was solemn, and his figure flashed and suddenly appeared next to the leader of the Shenye Sect. At the same time, there were also a group of elders from the Shenye Sect.
The corners of Zhan Sen's mouth deepened, and his purple eyes were full of contempt and ridicule.
And the moment Zhan Sen turned his head to look at the man in the ghost mask, his eyes were full of surrender and fanatical reverence.
The man in the ghost mask sent a message to Zhan Sen. There was an indescribable coldness in his voice: "Kill everyone here and leave no one behind."
"Yes, my lord!" Zhan Sen responded respectfully.
Rong Shuo first sent a message to Qingfeng, asking Qingfeng to protect the empress. Then, he sent a message to Mo Yu and Lei Ao, asking them to bring three teams of Jingwei over immediately.
When Mr. Zhuang saw the envoys killing like crazy, he noticed something strange and frowned suddenly. What on earth was going on?!
He first glanced at the Emperor, and then looked at the young master of the Celestial Clan in surprise.
People from the Tian Clan lineage invited people from those forces to come down...could it be that they wanted these people to be taken away and then massacre the cultivators of the Holy Ruins?!
Mr. Zhuang was shocked. He was not invited by the Celestial Clan, so he was not taken away from him now. Thinking about it, he got goosebumps all over his body.
"Young Master of the Heavenly Clan, you..."
Before Mr. Zhuang could finish asking the doubts in his heart, the man in the ghost mask turned his head and glanced coldly. In an instant, there was a 'bang', and a bloody hole was instantly pierced through Mr. Zhuang's chest.
The next moment, Mr. Zhuang's body was blown away by a mysterious force.
Bang!
The man in the ghost mask and Rong Shuo looked at each other again, and both of them mobilized their strength at the same time to attack each other.
'boom--'
The moment the two forces collided, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, making the practitioners present almost unable to stand still.
Rong Shuo stared at him and said in a cold, low voice, "What are you doing for?"
"Kill people." He replied with an understatement and a smile.
"Why choose here?"
The man in the ghost mask had deep eyes, concealing strange emotions. He calmly glanced at someone in the distance with the corner of his eye.
"Because..." He smiled and changed the topic: "The secret must not be leaked."