Some things, once they are doomed, cannot be undone.
Next, starting from the eighth game, even if the foreign race selects the first candidate, he is still a person who is so powerful that it is difficult to figure out, and even the depth of it is unknown.
Will Taiyi Ancient Sect accept it?
Must pick up!
They can't give up the opportunity of this mountain city, not to mention they have already won five games. As long as they win one more, they will win.
The seeds of unwillingness have been planted in my heart.
Even if they know that there may be something fishy about this "Battle of the Eleven Supremes", they must persevere.
In the eighth game, the Taiyi Ancient Sect was defeated, and Supreme Gu Yangqing died in battle!
In the ninth game, the Taiyi Ancient Sect was defeated, and Supreme Lord Gou Zhenjun died in battle!
The majestic and ancient Xiejia Mountain City was finally overwhelmed, and a section of it collapsed, leaking out a large amount of ancient jade slips and spiritual herbs that were more than 50,000 years old.
Thousands of miles around, it was already a mess.
No one just cares.
The entire secret realm of Xiejia Mountain fell into deathly silence.
Now that the Taiyi Ancient Sect has not taken action, the only ones left are the sect leader Chun Yangzi and the oldest ancestor Lingyun.
The bodies of a group of Taiyi Supremes trembled slightly.
The hundreds of low-level disciples below already had blood-red eyes and tears.
Witnessing the death of four of our supreme ancestors in battle is an indescribable grief and grief.
......
"Ancestor, Taiyi is so pitiful."
"They were deceived. The aliens lost five games first, just to give them hope first and make them unable to Back off, kill all their strongest men in the next six games, and lose completely!”
Beside the boulder in the corner, the boys and girls looked at the Clay Buddha and sighed.
"There is no solution to the conspiracy!"
Ni Bodhisattva shook his head, "Old ghost Qin and the three Shenwu tribes have evil thoughts!"
The virgin said: "Taiyi There are quasi-emperors, aren’t they afraid?”
Ni Bodhisattva laughed: “But there are also many holy masters from foreign races!”
The girl was stunned: "Yes..."
The boy said in a sweet voice: "Ancestor, is there still hope for Taiyi?"
The Ni Bodhisattva quickly counted the beads in his hand and murmured He said: "Strange, strange!"
......
"Sun Tongtian of the Spirit Tribe, the tenth battle, please give me some advice!"
At this time, a man walked out of the high-altitude mist of the foreign race. He was thin and had a rough face and a thunderous mouth. He was holding an iron rod in his hand, and his small eyes shone with an old and innate ferocity.
As he walked out, half of the sky dimmed, and a monstrous shadow moved with it.
"Hengjing, Sun Tongtian, the contemporary high priest of the Spirit Clan, the Taoist Thousand-Handed Demon Ape of Hengzhi, is gifted with magical powers!"
The ancient sect of Lingxiao Mountain, Bai Qiong, watched from afar. , murmured, "This person is in the first level of Everlasting Supreme, and my master was no match for him back then!"
Yun Zhongyang and a group of Supremes laughed bitterly, these alien monsters that were rarely born appeared. , it seems that the heart of destroying Taiyi is clearly revealed.
...
"Ancestor, shall we... give in?"
Among the group of people from the Taiyi Ancient Sect, Ling Yanzi, Shui Yuelu and others spoke in unison.
"Give in? How to give in?"
Lingyun ancestor looked up to the sky and laughed, "Taiyi has not competed with others for tens of thousands of years, but it is easy to fight once, and many supremes died in despair. The thing is coming Retreat? How can I live up to my ancestors?”
He looked at Chunyangzi who was about to speak, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a heavy tone, "Nephew, I'll do this. I'll make another bet. If I lose, just retreat. This is Shijia Mountain. I will take the blame for the big gamble!"
"Uncle Master..."
Chun Yangzi only felt what Uncle Master Ling Yun said! It was unspeakably heavy, and I wanted to warn him, but when I came to my mouth, I really couldn't say it, "Be careful!"
Ling Yun Ancestor stopped talking, and took one step to the sky above Xiejia Mountain City, stretched out two fingers, and The three-color glazed sword whizzed and danced, falling from the sky. Behind it, the Taoist soul of Heng evolved into the Seven Seas of Swords, and for a moment it was as powerful as a rainbow.
His tone was neither fast nor slow, but every word was like a sword: "Taiyi Ancient Sect, Lingyun!"
...
"Boom..." Thousands of miles of sea flow, demonic shadows, sword energy soaring into the sky, and the violent force of the Eternal Realm swept across the sky and the earth.
Not to mention the Three Realms of Huangji, even the Supreme Realm cannot be seen very clearly.
The battle between the two Everlasting Supreme Beings has been going on for half an hour.
The entire secret realm of Xiejia Mountain was cracked with thousands of cracks.
At this moment, the clouds suddenly opened and the fog dispersed.
On the horizon, an old figure, carrying blood, broken bones and the solemnity of who else but me, crashed into the sky-reaching demonic shadow.
Everyone who saw this scene could clearly see that Lingyun ancestor had self-destructed and wanted to fight for his life with Sun Tongtian, the high priest of the Spirit Clan!
“Ancestor Lingyun!!”
Below, a large number of disciples of the Taiyi Ancient Sect were crying out in pain with their eyes about to burst.
"You old ghost, you want to drag me with you if you want to die?"
Sun Tongtian, who was sitting cross-legged in the arms of the ten thousand feet long demon ape opposite, had sharp and fearful eyes and flew away.
It’s too late!
Is Heng Zhizun’s self-destruction just talk?
In desperation, he cursed angrily and abandoned the barrier of Heng Dao Soul, and flew back like a meteor.
“Boom——”
The demon ape’s soul is broken!
Sun Tongtian was injured and flew thousands of miles upside down. Just when he stabilized his body, a mouthful of old blood spurted out. His future in this life was gone. He couldn't help being shocked and angry: "Ignorant old ghost, you are still like this Even if you self-destruct bravely, you still lose, why bother?”
No one cares!
Everyone was looking at the old figure that turned into flying ashes.
The sky was filled with flesh and blood, and Daoyuan power turned into a violent wind, which lingered for a long time.
Ancestor Lingyun died. Yes, even if he died, he still lost in the end, but he retained the dignity of the Taiyi Ancient Sect and refused to be humiliated, and died steadfastly.
High in the east, Yun Zhongyang and other supremes sighed. They were as powerful as them. At this moment, they had a resonance with ancestor Ling Yun. Ling Yun died for this bet. He knew that it was from the beginning to the end. If you lose, you will have no chance to survive.
But... why bother?
...
“Buzz——”
At this moment, in the sea of foreign clouds south of Xiejia Mountain City, a huge and majestic pressure suddenly came, and then the stars and the moon changed. Like sweeping across the heaven and earth.
“Creak…”
Unbearable cracks in the void appeared in Shijia Mountain City and even within a radius of thousands of miles.
The expressions on the faces of the foreigners and humans from all directions, as well as the masters of the Heavenly Ranking and the three realms of the Emperor Ji, etc., changed and they all stayed away.
Yun Zhongyang, Bai Qiong, and more than twenty supreme beings could not help but frown and retreated hundreds of miles.
I saw the eleventh member of the alien race walking out. The Taiyi Ancient Sect had never figured out the identity of the eleventh member of the alien race.
He is also the last person in this "Battle of the Eleven Supremes".
This man is dressed in a moon-white robe. He has a tall figure, sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and a face like a crown jade. There is a dragon-coiled jade hairpin stuck in the young man's bun, and around his waist is a shining green sword. As the sword of light walks, the heaven and earth move with it, and the air is torn apart.
People are like jade, power is like a rainbow.
There is no rudeness and arrogance of the aliens, but they have the roar of mountains and tidal waves, unparalleled coercion, and the majesty of being arrogant and ignoring everything.
"Ye Ruochen, he, why did he appear here?"
In the distance, Bai Qiong, the supreme leader of the ancient sect of Lingxiao Mountain, who had always been calm and composed, suddenly lost his mind.
A group of ancestors in Yunzhongyang did not recognize this person and asked in confusion: "Who is this person? His surname is Ye? Doesn't it seem to be a surname from a foreign race?"
Bai Qiong took a deep breath, her lips trembling slightly because of her nervousness: "This person was an abandoned baby of a human race, but he was born with a strange phenomenon. He was protected by a thousand wolves and a hundred tigers. He was protected from rain, strong winds, and snakes and insects, until He was picked up by the ancient high priest of the Shenwu tribe and adopted as his adopted son.
His real name is Ye Ruochen, but he is the adopted son of the Shenwu tribe. After growing up, he has gone through two thousand eight hundred and thirty-seven battles without any defeat
When he was a thousand years old, he entered the supreme realm, then entered the realm of nothingness, and was accepted into the East Palace. He is an absolute pride of heaven, and a monster that will never come out for ten thousand years.
Every family in the central region has an old man! Zu was defeated miserably at his hands, but why did he come?"
Hearing the words "Eastern Palace", Yun Zhongyang's group of people finally changed their expressions: "This... ”
Gu Yazi of the Three Emperors Island was silent for a moment, and suddenly a message came to Chunyangzi: "Brother Chunyang, take Taiyi disciples and leave quickly!" (End of this chapter)