Chapter 612 Moko

A foreign land.

There was complete silence.

There was only the chilling cold wind that seemed to be covered with frost.

In the sky, the black fog was shaking and surging, covering the sky like a bottomless black ocean.

Below, the land like flesh and blood stretched for countless miles, scarlet and endless.

If you stare at it for too long, you can even vaguely feel the bloody land slowly creeping around.

The huge ancient ship was suspended in the air, and the Immortal King looked down at the vastness.

It was only when the voice of the Ten Crown King fell that the expressions of the group of Immortal Kings hidden in the starry sky suddenly became serious again.

After looking at each other for a few times, finally, the oldest Demon King Pu came out.

After removing the huge Dharma image of heaven and earth, Demon King Pu looked more like an ordinary old man.

He was skinny and black, wearing a gray gown that hadn't been washed for who knows how long. He looked at the Ten-Champion with an ancient style and a fake smile.

In his heart, he couldn't help cursing.

What does this mean?

After beating the old,

the young will beat the young?

Next, will he do it from all realms?

Is it really "shrimp and pig heart"?

If Jiang Huai could hear what Pu Mowang said, he would definitely give him a big thumbs up.

He is really a representative of the cunning and treacherous in foreign lands. His mind is as meticulous as a city, and he guessed his plan at once.

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"You go!"

His body was suspended in the air. Even though he had put away the Dharma of Heaven and Earth, Pu Mowang was still as dazzling as the sun, and even the True Immortal couldn't look directly at him.

His eyes were fascinating, and he quickly passed by a group of fierce soldiers, looking left and right, looking for the right person.

Finally, he stopped at an old general who looked old and weak.

Since that madman has said so, they must not disobey him, and can only make a move on the selection of people.

Although it sounds a little incredible, it is no exaggeration to say that in the foreign land, the words of that madman are even more frightening to them than Kundi, who controls the ancient artifact of origin.

Below.

The old general who was pointed out by Pu Mowang immediately walked out of the crowd with an expressionless face.

The other party was short and exuded a strong aura of immortality, but his left arm was missing, as if it was cut off by a sharp blade, and his chest was pierced. The soul was burning visibly to the naked eye. It was just a broken body, and his strength was at most 50% of his peak period.

Looking at this old veteran who came out of many fierce soldiers, the Ten Crown King frowned slightly.

He could naturally feel it.

Although the other party's aura was immortal, the injuries on his body were too serious, and his strength was at most around the Extreme Supreme.

Maybe he is a little stronger, but not much stronger. It is almost equivalent to the strength of the remnant immortals of the Immortal Palace in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. The opponent relies on the Bronze Ancient Palace, which is about half a catty to eight taels.

However - what is the meaning of sending such an old, weak and sick person to fight him? Look down on him, the Ten-Crown King? !

The Ten-Crown King showed a trace of anger on his face.

He is the Son of Heaven, and even more so the Ten-Crown King. He has won the Immortal Ancient Ruins ten times. No one can defeat him, no one can stop him, and no one can be compared with him.

Born extraordinary, along the way, he has experienced eight thousand battles of all sizes, and is destined to climb to the top of the road in endless battles.

He can be defeated fairly, and as for this kind of crab soldiers and crab generals, there is nothing to be satisfied with even if he wins.

The Ten-Crown King is a little confused about what these immortal kings who regard all living beings as ants are up to?

Fierce.

A thought came to his mind.

Could it be that they are afraid that he will lose?

So he chose such an old, weak, and disabled person to fight him?

He was within his standards, but he was definitely not his opponent.

That must be the case.

Otherwise, this group of alien creatures who always regarded the nine heavens and ten earths as ants and blood-eating creatures would have no reason to do this.

It certainly couldn't be because of him.

I think it was because of Lord Liushen!

These immortal kings were afraid that they would encounter danger and make mistakes here, so they led the Lord here...

From this, it is not difficult to see that these immortal kings are afraid of the Lord, and they are simply cowardly to the bone.

But the Lord has made it very clear to him that the purpose of his coming here is definitely not just a formality.

It is to defeat all the unparalleled legends and peerless geniuses in this evil domain in front of all the aliens...

Although it does not need to be done at once, it is definitely not just a matter of evasion.

"This is the opening. The next one, I will fight in the arena. It must be the real genius from your foreign land!"

Recovering his mind, the Ten-Crown King snorted coldly and spoke righteously.

With the support of the adults behind him, he was not afraid at all even when facing a large group of immortal kings.

Although there is a suspicion of being a fox pretending to be powerful, but borrowing the power of the adults is not the same thing. That is called promoting the holy power of Liucun!!!

"Yes!" In the starry sky, an immortal king spoke, vast and boundless, resounding through the border, rolling like thunder, and spreading to the depths of the universe.

They did not intend to be able to evade it, but just try it.

Now it seems that it is impossible to evade it, and they can only treat it according to what this young man said. Otherwise, the madman will definitely appear again.

"Teng!"

Looking away from the fierce soldier veteran, the Ten-Crown King said nothing and looked equally indifferent.

But the next moment.

The emperor's tall and strong body, like a horned dragon, suddenly rushed out like a cannonball.

The void shook, being torn apart by the pure power of blood and flesh.

The fierce soldier veteran didn't even react, and was directly grabbed by the neck by the Ten-Crown King, and the whole person was carried away.

Under the huge inertia, a huge ravine was plowed directly on the bloody ground, spreading hundreds of miles and being several meters deep.

On the ground, the soil rolled and dust flew, as if there was a sandstorm.

"Roar!"

In the plowed ravine, the fierce soldier gasped violently, and his bloody mouth full of sharp teeth grinned to his chin. Even though his body was sunk deep into the earth, he still looked like a furious beast, constantly moving toward The Ten-Crown King bit it, hoping to devour the latter alive with his sharp mouth.

"It is not a pity to die!"

The Ten-Crown King raised his eyelids slightly, his expression gradually became extremely cold, and the strength in his hands suddenly increased.

"boom……"

Like a bursting watermelon, accompanied by splashes of jet-black viscous liquid, the head of the vicious soldier veteran split into pieces, and his body lost balance in an instant and fell heavily to the ground.

He is a mortal immortal, and when he first entered this realm, he was comparable to the quasi-immortal king.

Not to mention that after such a long period of accumulation, even the top half-step Immortal King can compete.

A ferocious soldier whose immortal fire is about to be extinguished is no less than an ant to the current Ten-Crown Champion.

at the same time.

As the veteran warrior's body fell down, a black ball of light suddenly rushed out of the veteran's body.

But in a short time, the light ball turned into the appearance of a veteran again, but it was very faint, as if it could be blown away by a strong wind.

In the realm of gods, one can be reborn with blood.

Not to mention immortality on the same level as a true immortal.

Even if his head is crushed, he will never be killed as long as his soul is immortal.

Of course, that is in a state of evenly matched competition.

If the level of strength is too different, Xiaoqiang will be harder to kill than them.

The Ten-Crown King remained calm as he looked at the Yuanshen veteran who was charging toward him again. He reached out his hand again and crushed it with ease.

In the howling cold wind, the young man's clothes rustled, and he looked at the thin figure standing in the sea of ​​stars.

His breath was as steady as the sea, and the battle just now was not even a warm-up.

"Don't forget what you just said. The rest will be carried out in the arena, and it must be a truly talented genius in your domain!"

Demon King Pu did not respond, his face was neither sad nor happy, and no change could be seen.

But after a long time, a pair of dark and sharp eyes that could penetrate everything slowly looked like a ten-crown king:

"Are you sure you want to compete with the real genius of our domain?"

"What if the genius of our domain wins? You can't... go back and ask the person behind you to regain your position, right?!"

Demon King Pu was condescending and stared directly at the Ten-Crown King.

If it can't get a positive answer, then it is absolutely impossible for it to really send any genius to come forward.

It's okay if you can't win, but it will be a big deal if you win.

Compared with that little bit of face, they were more unwilling to confront that madman.

Furthermore.

Face or something...

It seems that it has been thrown away a long time ago.

Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes.

There is nothing left to lose.

"That's naturally my fault. If you want to blame me, I can only blame my lack of academic skills. Your Excellency has already said that you will never take action because of this."

The Ten-Crown King's brows gradually relaxed and his voice was sonorous.

Two or three sentences are all about this. These immortal kings have been evasive and vague again and again. Aren't they just afraid that Lord Liu Shen will show up after they are defeated?

So why not add a layer of insurance to them? !

As long as these immortal kings from a foreign land do not take action, he is not afraid of anything. If they are defeated, he will not have the shame to ask the adults to come forward.

The young man stood upright, with the sound of dragons and tigers roaring around him, and he had the utmost confidence in his own strength.

Along the way, except for Huang, who was already famous in the Immortal Realm, and the banished immortal who joined Liu Village with him, he had not lost a single defeat. Even Huang only tied with him back then.

Of course, now we may also need to add the group of monsters of the same age in the village...

But how can a small foreign land compare to the sacred place in the village?

"That's it, then it's as you wish!"

Demon King Pu thought for a long time, his eyes lingered on the Ten-Crown King for a long time, he nodded indifferently, and then waved his hand.

next moment.

The scene in front of the Ten-Crown King suddenly changed.

He actually parachuted directly to the location of the fighting arena.

In an instant, a rich aura of chaos rushed towards his face, and in the distance, dots of golden light flickered in the void, converging into countless complicated and strange golden lines, which seemed to be directly embedded into the void.

And in the endless universe shrouded in twilight, a huge arena suddenly appeared.

The wind was raging and the smoke was billowing.

Just like this, traversing the desolate and boundless universe, with no known end and margin, let alone one-on-one, even a confrontation between two armies is insignificant.

"this……"

The Ten-Crown Champion pursed his lips and looked in a daze. It was just a ring, and he had the urge to fall down and worship.

He was a little surprised and looked around quickly.

Although he said the word "fighting arena", he had never been to a foreign land before, so he naturally had no idea what a fighting arena was. It was just that Lord Liushen asked him to come in.

The arena was old, built with blue bricks, with complicated totems carved on the surface, majestic and mysterious, and in some places you could vaguely see the bloodstains spilled and boiling.

Presumably, in the ancient times, the Lord beat the immortal kings of the foreign land in this arena and convinced them, and even more so their bodies! ! !

The face of the Ten-Crown King immediately became solemn and serious. He bowed three times to the arena in front of him, and then took a step forward and stepped onto the arena.

"Your opponent is me!"

At this time, a low roar like a muffled thunder came from afar, making the Ten-Crown King's ears buzz.

He turned around quickly and saw a huge black shadow slowly walking from the side, not hurriedly, with greed surging in his flashing red vertical pupils.

"Boom boom..."

The opponent was huge, like a huge mountain. He had already appeared, and he bowed to the ring with a solemn look.

The corners of the Ten-Champion's eyes flickered, and he had an indescribable feeling. This scene made him feel inexplicably weird.

"Ah!"

At the same moment when the bowing ceremony ended, the huge body suddenly exploded.

Like a cannonball, it rushed towards the Ten-Champion on the ring.

It was not until then that the Ten-Champion saw the lineup of the black shadow.

It was nearly a hundred feet in size, with abnormally strong limbs, like an ancient tree rooted in the void, with sharp claws and powerful teeth, and every step it took would open a hole in the void.

The skin was rough and hard, like ancient bark, covered with mottled lines and moss.

But the most exaggerated thing was the position of the head of this alien creature.

At least 20 or 30 heads, each of which is not big. Compared with the huge body, it looks like a deformed development. The neck is as thin as a snake, and the dense vertical pupils emit a cold light.

"This is not the place for you to come. By the way, my name is Mo Ke, and I am the direct descendant of King Moro."

Mo Ke's voice came like thunder.

Dozens of heads that seemed to be underdeveloped trembled slightly, grinding their teeth constantly, and sticky and smelly saliva dripped from the gaps between their fangs, as if they had seen the most delicious food.

"You are even less worthy of being my opponent."

The ten-time champion responded coldly.

"Very good, very good, it's just that you are tainted by that person's prestige!"

Mo Ke was furious.

The other party said that only true geniuses are worthy of being his enemy, which clearly means that he is not good enough!

Apart from those arrogant freaks, this is the first time that a creature dares to look down on it like this.

After a while, I must put it in my mouth and grind it well before swallowing it.

Thinking of this, Mo Ke's dozens of heads couldn't help but smile.

"Has anyone told you that your smile is ugly?"

The ten-time champion looked indifferent and said coldly.

"What?" Mo Ke was stunned and hadn't reacted yet. Then he felt a gust of wind like a golden sword blowing in his ears, which made his head hurt.

It was startled and reacted quickly. Its body suddenly tensed up, its muscles were as hard as iron, and its chest rose and fell, as if it wanted to absorb all the power between heaven and earth into its body. Its eyes flashed with a devouring light, and it retreated directly at the first moment.