Zhutian: Starting from Douluo, we recognize our adopted sister!

"Sorry, I don't eat beef!"

"Low-level fighting skills at heaven level, earth-shaking seal!!"

The Seventh Old Man struck out in anger with lightning speed, and a giant seal instantly appeared above the ancient battlefield.

This giant seal seemed to be crushing the sky, and its terrifying energy suffocated everyone.

"No! The saint's angry attack is not something we can watch!"

"Come on!"

"With this blow, the ancient battlefield may be shattered into pieces!"

A group of peak Dou Zun warriors quickly got up and flew to the outside. At this moment, they wished they had eight more pairs of wings, and they regretted coming to watch the Holy War!

If you run too slowly, you might become a pool of blood mist.

Lei Potian had already sheltered all the Thunder Clan disciples behind him, struggling to withstand the terrifying energy emitted by the Earthshaking Sea Seal.

"You are ashamed of being a strong warrior. You don't follow martial ethics. You are so despicable!!!"

"Boom!"

Dazzling white light emitted instantly, and the core area of ​​the ancient battlefield continued to tremble. The entire ground shattered into pieces, and even collapsed hundreds of meters deep.

The Zhongzhou region is by no means comparable to places like the Northwest Continent.

Otherwise, we would never be able to withstand the all-out explosion of the fighting saints for thousands of years.

If this attack breaks out in the Northwest Continent, I am afraid that the entire Northwest Continent will become history.

The aftermath shook and swept across the earth, causing several mountain peaks to explode.

A large group of figures were knocked back several thousand meters.

The leader Lei Potian was sweating profusely, his arms were shaking constantly, the energy and blood in his body was reversed, and he was almost seriously injured in the aftermath.

"Fortunately, I blocked the most terrifying first residual energy! Phew~"

"too horrible!!"

"This is the high-level fighting saint."

"What kind of fighting skill is this? It's so powerful that even the ancient battlefield was destroyed."

The Dou Emperor and Douzong disciples behind Lei Potian were talking a lot.

The terrifying energy slowly dissipated, and the core area of ​​the ancient battlefield has become a vacuum zone.

The already desolate land became even more desolate now.

But surprisingly, there is a huge mountain peak still standing on the ground in the core area of ​​the ancient battlefield.

It's just that everyone was attracted by the Seventh Old Man, so they didn't notice the magic of this mountain peak.

The Seventh Old Fighting Qi Protector fell directly towards Jueming Cliff.

I saw a magical flower that emitted nine colors of light. There was a white energy shield around it, blocking out all the breath outside.

"Being born in such a cold place, but not disdain to be contaminated by the cold atmosphere, it is really wonderful!"

After the Seventh Elder imprisoned the Divine Soul Nine-Yuan Flower, he took it back into the space within his own body and used the pure fighting energy of the Fighting Saint to support it.

After the disappearance of the Divine Soul Nine-Yuan Flower, several fighting saint-level remnant souls rushed out from the Jueming Cliff, trying to prevent the seventh elder from leaving.

"A few remnant souls dare to stop me!"

"court death!"

With a flip of the hand, the golden handprint burst out again, tearing the fighting saint's remnant soul into pieces in an instant and completely disappearing into the world.

It is not obvious that the Ancient Battlefield can suppress a high-level Fighting Saint like the Seventh Elder.

The figure of the seventh elder appeared in front of Lei Potian again.

He originally came to inquire about the traces of the Soul Palace, but he didn't expect to easily deal with the Great Heavenly Lord of the Soul Palace.

The War Temple has attracted the hatred of the Soul Temple, and it will not set its sights on the northwest continent for the time being. It will be very busy next.

"Your Majesty, it's time for me to leave with my disciples. Come and have a drink with my Thunder Clan when you have time!"

The seventh elder glanced at the group of young disciples behind him.

At the very least, they are all low-star Dou Huang cultivation, and it seems that they should be the young geniuses of the Thunder Clan's generation.

It is rumored that among the Thunder Clan, the Dou Emperor bloodline has not dried up. It is good to have the blessing of the ancestors' bloodline. He has already achieved such a level of cultivation at a young age.

"In this case, it's time for me to leave. I am the seventh elder of the Temple of War, named Qiye,"

"I owe you a favor! If you encounter any difficulties, you can come to the Temple of War to find me!"

After the seventh elder said a word, he forcibly tore apart the space and left. Such a method shocked Lei Potian.

"The seventh Battle Saint of the War Temple is unfathomable. His cultivation level must have reached that of a Five-Star Fighting Saint, or even stronger!"

"Otherwise, if you forcefully tear apart the space, you will surely be suppressed by the ancient battlefield!"

It took a long time to regain consciousness.

Lei Potian shook his head helplessly and left with all his disciples.

As for this favor, he didn't take it to heart. He was already a strong warrior and couldn't go anywhere in the world.

There were very few people who could threaten his life, let alone the fact that he was from the Thunder Clan.

Regardless of cultivation level, this status alone is enough to scare away countless people.

There is no winner in the battle between the two saints. At the critical moment, a mysterious strong man from the War Temple appears and powerfully kills the Great Heavenly Lord of the Soul Temple.

The news spread like wildfire.

Only then did everyone really pay attention to the War Temple, and no one looking for death came to inquire about the War Temple anymore.

Just kidding, even the powerful fighting saints of the Soul Palace, the Great Heavenly Lord, were tortured and killed by others. Their group of fighting saints are like ants.

In the ancient battlefield, there is a huge mountain on the broken land.

Thunder roared and rolled in the mountain peak, and thunder dragons roared.

In this endless sea of ​​thunder, two figures sat cross-legged.

These two people are Yuqing Lingtian and Mang Tianchi.

At this time, the two of them were frantically absorbing the thunder in the sky. This thunder could not only exercise their bodies, but even enhance their soul power.

The most massive thunder attribute fighting spirit poured into the bodies of the two of them.

"What kind of skills does this kid practice? Devouring fighting energy is as terrifying as a whale swallowing a cow. I, the eighth-level Dou Zun, plus the advanced earth-level skills, can't defeat him!"

"Which family is this pervert!?"

"Boom!"

Suddenly, thunder roared, and the thunder around Yu Qing Lingtian suddenly trembled, and his powerful momentum began to surge.

"This kid is actually going to break through!" Mang Tianchi was shocked

In the Yun Lan Sect, Ling Tian, ​​who was working hard to refine elixirs and build a space wormhole, suddenly felt something.

A huge amount of fighting spirit and thunder power poured into his body continuously.

"This is. Fellow Daoist Yuqing is devouring the power of the Thunder Sea!"

"We're about to break through!"

Ling Tian forcibly stopped what he was doing, and the batch of half-finished sixth-grade elixir became useless.

The figure flashed and suddenly appeared in the void of Yunxia Peak.

Nalan Yanran, who was practicing Xuan level intermediate fighting skills, stopped and looked at the figure standing in the void with admiration.

Yao Ye, who was preparing lunch for Ling Tian, ​​also looked up at Ling Tian.

Then the entire sky dimmed, and groups of thunderclouds appeared in the void, completely covering Ling Tian's figure.

"Don't panic, I'm going to make a breakthrough, and I'll do whatever I have to do."

Ling Tian's voice fell from the sky.

The disciples of Yunlan Sect looked at the sky curiously. In the past few days, there had been thunder roaring in the sky from time to time.

They knew that this was the movement caused by the mysterious strong man, so they were used to it.

However, this time it was extremely suppressed, and the movement seemed to be louder than before.