A golden fruit fell in front of Liu Wuxie.

"The Shenyan Dao Fruit is an ancient divine object that has long since disappeared. It is said that the best shortcut for the ancient gods to understand the Gods' Dao is to swallow the Shenyan Dao Fruit."

In the Shendanlu, there are records about Shenyan Daoguo.

He stretched out his hand to catch the Shenyan Dao Fruit. The moment he touched it, Liu Wuxie felt thousands of Dao fruits exploding in his body.

The world of Taihuang has absorbed too much power. There are thousands of worlds, all things in the sky, and endless laws, each of which contains the great ways of heaven and earth.

It is not that easy to merge the great avenues, but the Shenyan Avenue Fruit can merge the great avenues of the heavens and turn them into Liu Wuxie's own avenue.

Depending on Liu Wuxie's own understanding and the integration of these great avenues, he will not be able to reach the top of the great avenues for any number of years or even in his lifetime. .??.

No wonder the sacred monument said before that after a hundred battles, there will be mysterious rewards.

I just didn't expect that the reward would be too generous.

Only when the soul returns to the Middle Three Realms can it be refined and the Shenyan Dao Fruit be brought into the Taihuang World.

The sacred monument has not dissipated and is still floating in front of Liu Wuxie.

Win a hundred battles in a row, create a new record, and be rewarded with the Divine Evolution Dao Fruit. The mysterious reward has not been announced yet.

"What is the mystery reward?"

Liu Wuxie asked towards the sacred monument.

"Victory a hundred times will inspire mysterious rewards. Next, go to the King-level Arena No. 7, defeat your opponent, and then you can choose to go to the secret realm."

The voice came from inside the sacred monument.

Liu Wuxie's eyes lit up, with a look of ecstasy in his eyes.

"What secrets are there?"

Liu Wuxie did not rush to make a choice, but asked towards the sacred monument.

"The City of the Abyss, the Ancient Gods and Demons Pavilion, the Mysterious Sea!"

On the sacred monument, a line of text appears, with a total of three choices.

Once you step into the King-level Arena No. 7, you have no choice. No one knows where you will be teleported to.

The mysterious reward can lock in advance where Liu Wuxie is going.

Liu Wuxie had never heard of the city of abyss and the mysterious sea.

According to the description of the man in black robe, the monks who went to King Level Arena No. 7 were all going to the Ancient Gods and Demons Pavilion.

"I choose the Ancient Gods and Demons Pavilion!"

Liu Wuxie did not hesitate and chose to go to the Ancient Gods and Demons Pavilion.

"You have made your choice. Now I will send you to the King-level Arena No. 7. If you lose to your opponent, you will not be allowed to set foot on the battlefield of God's Domain for three years."

The sacred monument released a terrifying aura, rolling up Liu Wuxie's body.

The powerful tearing force seemed to be able to tear Liu Wuxie's soul into pieces.

When Liu Wuxie reacted, he came to an ancient arena.

Different from the Venerable-level arena, the King-level arena is larger in area. The ground is not rock, but forged with special metal.

Even if the top god-king fights, it will not affect anything.

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r> What’s even more frightening is that there are restrictions all around the king-level arena, which means that there is no such thing as admitting defeat in the king-level arena, and you can only defeat your opponent with your own skills.

The ground is covered with divine patterns, each one lifelike, as if it has been passed down from eternity to this day.

"What exquisite divine patterns are there? What kind of means are needed to create a heaven-defying realm like the battlefield of God's Domain?"

Liu Wuxie couldn't imagine that, at least in the God King realm, one didn't have this ability.

The opponent did not appear for a long time, and Liu Wuxie stood quietly on the ring.

One day has passed!

Two days have passed!

Five days have passed!

King's Arena No. 7 is still quiet.

Those who can reach the realm of God King rarely use challenges to improve their cultivation.

This also leads to the fact that only a few powerful God Kings go to the battlefield of God's Domain to practice every year.

"Eight days have passed and no opponent has appeared yet?"

Liu Wuxie was a little impatient. Judging from the time, it had been twelve days since he entered the battlefield of God's Domain.

Another two days passed, and the restrictions around the No. 7 king-level arena suddenly flickered.

"Whoosh!"

A terrifying aura descended on King-level Arena No. 7.

"Finally our opponent has arrived."

Liu Wuxie's hanging heart finally dropped.

He looked towards the falling shadow. Even though he had been prepared and saw it with his own eyes, he still showed a hint of shock.

Tang He told him that day that the King-level Arena No. 7 was different from other arenas. The people who stepped into this King-level Arena were aliens, not humans.

The battlefield in the divine domain was created by human monks, and foreigners cannot enter it at all.

Only King Arena No. 7 is special. It is rumored that the Teleportation Array of King Arena No. 7 was attacked by aliens that year, leaving a space-time rift. As a result, the human race can only start a hundred battles if they want to enter King Arena No. 7.

"Golden Horns!"

Liu Wuxie slowly spit out three words.

The fallen alien race is the Golden Horn tribe inherited from the ancient times, and is older than other alien races.

Most of the alien races have been inherited from ancient times.

The Golden Horn tribe looks like humans, but has nothing to do with humans. Their facial features are very similar to humans, mainly because they have a golden horn on the top of their heads.

In addition, the physical body of the Golden Horns is also the most powerful among the many alien races.

In the ancient times, the physical bodies of many wild beasts were not as powerful as those of the Golden Horns.

According to ancient records, the Golden Horns once unified the entire region and became the leader of all tribes at a certain period.

"Jie Jie Jie...Is this the human world?"

After the Golden Horn tribe stood up, they looked around.

Although entering it in the state of soul, one can vaguely feel that the strength of the soul of the Golden Horns is several times more powerful than that of humans.

After looking around, the Golden Horn tribe looked at Liu Wuxie.

The moment they saw Liu Wuxie's state, a strange look appeared on the faces of the Golden Horn clan.

"Why are you so weak?"

The Golden Horn tribe asked Liu Wuxie in confusion.

"Fight!"

After waiting for ten days, his opponent finally came, and Liu Wuxie couldn't hold it any longer.

"You are too weak. I happen to be short of a human slave, so you might as well be my slave."

The Golden Horn tribe let out a arrogant laugh and actually wanted Liu Wuxie to be his slave.

"Not interested in!"

Liu Wuxie shook his head.

After saying that, use the God-killing Sword!

Seven hundred divine swords appeared in the sky and blocked the entire king-level arena.

"It's interesting. You actually mastered the sword formation technique from ancient times. Who passed this on to you?"

The Sword Formation of the Gods has been lost for a long time. Looking across the entire Central Three Regions, very few people recognize it.

It is not easy for the Golden Horns to recognize Liu Wuxie's sword array of gods so quickly, which was inherited from ancient times.

"I realized it myself!"

As soon as Liu Wuxie finished speaking, the sword array of gods attacked the Golden Horn clan like a rain of swords.

"This little power can't hurt me!"

The Golden Horns stood there, indifferent.

I saw an extremely strong beam of light being released from above his head.

immediately!
To be continued...