After all the juniors who entered the battlefield of the nine realms arrived, several ancestors of the Yuan Shen realm looked at each other and immediately exerted their strength at the same time.

"Wow!"

With the combined efforts of everyone, a huge ball of light gathered above the altar.

"Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud noise, and the light ball turned into a light pillar and rushed straight into the crack. Under the impact of the light pillar, the crack was seen getting bigger and bigger. Gradually, the thunder snake inside

It has already begun to surge wildly, continuously attacking towards the central light pillar.

"Ah... drink!"

Then they heard the ancestors of all races shouting loudly, and at the same time they added strength to the light pillar.

I saw that the light pillar expanded rapidly, continuously pushing the violent thunder towards the surroundings, creating a channel that was thousands of feet long.

At the end of the passage, there is darkness, with a faint air of chaos.

"Behind the Tianjue Thunder Prison is the Nine Worlds Battlefield! We have formed a barrier and pushed away the thunder. You can quickly enter it!"

"The battlefield of the Nine Realms is open! Go in quickly!"

As soon as these words were said, countless demon clan juniors were seen rushing in and jumping in.

"Get out of my way!"

At this moment, I heard an extremely domineering voice.

Immediately, the gun gang exploded, blasting out a passage from the entrance that was blocked by the crowd.

The one who took action was Luo Xiaoran, the sixth son of the Luo family in Heishui River!

This man had a long spear in his hand, which actually forced everyone to retreat, and no one dared to compete with him.

He saw that he was the first to bear the brunt. After opening the passage, he made a gesture of invitation to a figure wearing a long gown beside him.

The man's figure was slightly thin, leaving only his back to others, but he entered the passage without looking back.

Luo Xiaoran, on the other hand, led dozens of figures and followed closely behind.

When entering the passage, he did not forget to look back at where Feng Wuchen was, with a faint chill in his eyes.

Those who then entered the passage were the Yang Family, the Yue Family, and the Yin Sect, several major human clan forces.

But among the crowd, Feng Wuchen saw two familiar faces at a glance.

The young master of the Yin Sect, Li Beichen, and the master of the Yin Sect, Liu Wuqing!

It's them!

When Feng Wuchen was surprised, these two people

I also noticed his presence, and my eyes met, but I saw that their expressions were different.

What Li Beichen saw in his eyes was mostly anger and resentment, but Liu Qingqing's eyes revealed a little surprise and a bit of elusive mystery.

But after just looking at each other for a moment, the two quickly turned around, led a group of subordinates, and disappeared.

"Let's go too! Otherwise, all the good things will be taken away by others." Beilong said excitedly.

Feng Wuchen and the others had just set out when they saw several figures coming from behind them. While following closely behind them, they also blocked all their escape routes.

Feng Wuchen looked sideways and saw that it was all the monster clans headed by Xuemei.

There were probably more than a hundred people in total.

Among them there are many descendants of the Nine Spirits.

Then he saw a tall and mighty man standing next to Xue Mei. This man was wearing capable light armor, with sharp features and blond hair naturally scattered on the back of his head.

"Haha... Did you find a new licking dog so quickly?" It was Yue Ye who took the initiative and mocked.

"you wanna die!"

Hearing this, the blond man's eyes sharpened, and he suddenly struck out, striking at Yueyue with one claw.

Seeing this, Feng Wuchen didn't even draw his sword, he raised his hand very casually and faced it with a palm.

"boom!"

The palms collided, a muffled sound was heard, and the two of them each took two steps back!

The blond man failed to succeed with his first move, so he immediately prepared a second magical power and wanted to continue to attack.

"stop!"

But at this moment, a roar came from above the altar.

Everyone looked up and saw an old man with blond hair, angrily scolding the man: "The passage is only open for a limited time, how can you be allowed to act so nonsense and quickly enter the Nine Realms battlefield!"

This person's identity is familiar to all demons. He is the ancestor of Shituoling, one of the Nine Spirits of the Demon Realm—Golden Eyed Yuansheng!

"snort!"

The blond man snorted coldly and said to Feng Wuchen: "Let you live for a moment and a half longer! You go in first!"

Feng Wuchen's smile gradually became ridiculous. How could he not know that this

The crowd was afraid that he would run away!

So he smiled lightly, led a few people beside him, and flew towards the passage of Jue Lei Prison that day.

"Follow up!"

Then he saw more than a hundred demon cultivators headed by Xuemei following him.

Whether it is the Tianjue Thunder Prison or the Nine Worlds battlefield, there is a powerful and unfamiliar law in them, which confines the space. Coupled with the strong wind, not only is it impossible for people to use the movement technique, even the movement technique is also impossible.

Very restricted.

However, as soon as he stepped into the passage, he saw that the blond man's eyes instantly turned into broken gold, and then, he saw a golden light shooting out of it, heading towards Feng Wuchen.

"Get away!"

Seeing this, Bei Xun pushed Feng Wuchen away with a palm, turned his body to one side, and narrowly avoided the golden light.

"Boom!"

However, the golden light shot into the passages everywhere, creating a gap in the golden barrier. In an instant, thunder surged out from the gap and headed towards Feng Wuchen and others!

Almost at the same moment, behind Xue Mei, several more figures rose into the air, and at the same time they brewed their magical powers and attacked the barrier near the gap.

"Boom!"

Loud noises and thunder continued to be heard, and almost instantly, the space passages around Feng Wuchen and others were riddled with holes, and surging thunder continued to seep out of them.

"hold head high!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Little Dragon King Ao Xu turned into his true form of a dragon without saying a word and protected everyone in it.

The thunder from Tian Jue Lei Prison hit its scales. Although it caused burns, it did not damage its roots.

Seeing this, the blond man said with a joking look on his face: "I have long heard that the Little Dragon King of Black Dragon Ze once used the Tianjue Thunder Prison to refine the Earthly Evil Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques, and his physical strength was incredible. But when I saw him today, it turned out to be true! What a pity.

Ah... I chose the wrong camp!"

At this time, Xuemei also stood up and said: "Aoxu! I thought that you were only temporarily deceived by that human race, so I can give you another chance. If you come to us now, I can forget everything in the past.

If not, will you die together with these ants?"

These words made Ao Xu furious.

The sound of dragon roar suddenly rises, releasing the power

, actually did not lose to the Immortal Realm.

"Fuck you! Bitch! I misjudged you! And you, Jin Buhuan! If you keep company with this bitch, be careful not to leave any bones left by her!"

The shameless behavior of the two men actually forced the Little Dragon King to lose his grace and curse loudly.

"snort!"

Jin Buhuan snorted coldly, and a few more golden lights shot out from his eyes, but the attack location was not Ao Xu's dragon body, but the surrounding barriers.

They know that these people are not weak in combat power. If they face the enemy head-on, even if they can win, it will be a fierce battle, so they want to use the power of Tianjue Lei Prison to bury them here!

"Haha... We have to take action before we reach the battlefield of the Nine Realms. Your Highness, Princess, are you too hasty?" At this time, Feng Wuchen's faint voice came from behind Ao Kuang's dragon body.

Xuemei sneered: "Haha... We are already fighting to the death, so there is no need to worry about it! I only know that the one who strikes first will gain the upper hand, and the one who strikes later will suffer disaster!"

"Humph! It's good to strike first, but if you blow up this passage, aren't you afraid of trapping yourself?"

At this time, behind Xuemei, a man with a soft face and purple eyeshadow came out, holding a mirror in his hand.

"My ancestor of Wuying Cave is at the critical point of enlightenment and cannot leave! Therefore, the ancestor of Shituoling did his share of the work, and he... gave this quasi-immortal weapon to me

Please help me, this mirror is called the Sumeru Treasure Mirror, and it can face the power of thunder and calamity, so even if the passage is destroyed, we can rely on its power to enter the battlefield of the nine realms!"

"Quasi-immortal weapon!" Bei Qianqian looked surprised: "That is beyond the sacred weapon...the treasure that touched the threshold of the immortal weapon. Did Wuying Cave actually take out this treasure in order to seize this good fortune?"

After hearing this, Feng Wuchen's face darkened a little, and he said calmly: "It turns out that I came prepared... Tsk tsk! These ideas were all the ideas of Her Highness Xuemei, right? She really has the most poisonous heart of a woman..."

"Qi..." Xue Mei snorted coldly and said: "I did make suggestions for this, but I am not the only one who wants to kill you. To blame... I can only blame you for offending too many people!"

"Alas!" Feng Wuchen let out a long sigh: "Forget it... I originally wanted to enter the Nine Realms battlefield and compete with you openly, but you insist on playing this trick with me. In this case, don't blame me!
Chapter completed!