Chapter 102 Competition
Many people were angry: "Do you really think you are a pure-blooded Zhu Jian? It's too crazy!"
Zhu Jian did not even look at them, but stared at the monks of Jizhishi tribe: "Come and fight!"
Zhu Jian shouted loudly and roared. This is the talent of the race. Several small volcanoes around the crater collapsed.
A huge rock weighing more than 100,000 pounds flew up in the air, and some people were smashed to escape.
A golden four-legged square tripod hung above Zhu Jian's head, and a dazzling beam of light shot through the void. The instant descendants on the opposite side quickly activated the bronze square jar, and the curtain of fire spread out, erasing the beam of light.
"If you want to fight, fight, please give me the ancestor god!"
The inscription on the surface of the bronze bottle revived and turned into a light rainbow to rush into the monk's body. The joints of his body crackled, and his body expanded rapidly, reaching more than five meters high.
The flames around seemed to have been ordered, and they all gathered together, and then moved behind them into a kingdom of flames. The fire light condensed and turned into a huge human spirit.
"Divine Flame Warrior!" He immediately roared, and his big claw suddenly shot forward. Zhu Jian moved sideways and dodged. The huge palm wind whistled past, shattering the top of a volcano, and magma overflowed!
Zhu Jian and Ji Yi were both wild aliens from ancient times, both of which were extremely powerful. Neither of them used other means to fight together with their bodies.
The huge force surging and the divine light surging. They fought from one crater to another. All the stone mountains along the way collapsed, and magma gushed, and the monks retreated in a hurry.
Zhu Jian fought with Ji Zhiyi, and his moves were bloody. Although they looked miserable, they were actually not seriously injured. They all had powerful and incredible recovery abilities.
"The two are so excited. When they come to the secret realm of the East Wilderness, they still don't forget to fight and kill."
A female monk was covered in black and covered her body very tightly, making it difficult to see her face clearly. She held a huge jade pendant in both hands, and the divine patterns behind her were shining, turning into a blurred shadow.
It looks like a fox, but has wings.
"Yu Xinyue, why don't you be your princess here?"
Jiyi seemed to be afraid of this woman, so he quickly distanced himself from Zhu Jian, and then guarded against the two of them at the same time.
"Why, the mythical battlefield has always been a grand event for the entire Beidou. Can you come from the tribe and Zhujian tribe? Is it impossible for me to come from the lineage?"
The faint light flashed in Zhu Qian's eyes, and he spoke directly with mockery.
"Ha, haven't you surrendered to the demon clan? How could you still have the face to use the name of your ancestors with such a corrupt body?"
"Zhongzhou will belong to the Heavenly Demon Dynasty in the future, which is the general trend..."
Xinyue's eyes suddenly became cold. Every time she took a step, the light and shadow behind her became clearer: "The wilderness species originally came from the ancient divine beast, and it has the same origin as the demon clan. You, a stubborn hardwood head, will never be able to understand."
At this time, on the main peak, which was more than 2,000 feet high, there were thousands of rays of light. The brilliant ball of light was restrained and was about to sink into the fire veins.
"The divine source has a spirit, and it's about to escape!"
Yin Caiqiu's hands shook, hooking the dragon's vein and the earth's energy. The stone shells under the crater exploded. A giant dragon burning fire rushed out of the earth's vein, jumping in the mountains, and grabbing a huge cave on the upper part of the volcano with one claw.
The ripples fluctuate, and a white ball of light was drawn out, which was the divine source bathed in the flames of the sky and earth!
"East Wilderness Source Technique..." Everyone was surprised. They looked at Chi Yuan and Yin Caiqiu. The two of them were watching. Unexpectedly, one of them was the Silver Blood Clan, known as the "Uncrown Emperor".
This clan also has a high reputation in Zhongzhou. The clan's origin technique can compete with the Dragon Hunting Master, the longest-standing inherited by Zhongzhou.
The white light ball seemed to have life, struggling violently in a patch of Taoist patterns, and even knocked out a gap, and then quickly escaped.
"Cover!" He moved and shouted. The bronze square jar above his head seemed to be resurrected, and a unique Taoist rhyme was surging. On the square jar, auspicious clouds swept across the white light ball, and wanted to collect the divine source.
The white light ball trembled violently, and a brilliant light burst out, with a strong source essence, which immediately moved and felt intoxicated.
"Oh shit!"
Chi Yuan frowned. He seemed to hear Shen Yuan speak, as if he was... cursing?!
Yin Caiqiu also had a wonderful expression, and immediately thought of something, she exclaimed: "Is it because the divine source that gave birth to the divine source, and is it a spiritual treasure?"
Zhu Jian stood up with fierce eyes, his whole body glowing, and his wilderness was full of evil spirits. He rushed forward quickly to seize the source of the divine.
One of his roars was like thunder, everyone's ears were buzzing, their legs and feet were weak, and they couldn't stand steadily.
Zhu Jian rushed out, his speed was incredible. Before everyone could see clearly, he grabbed the arm of a four-pole monk and pulled it hard.
With a puff of flesh and blood, the arm immediately separated, and the broken mouth spewed out blue blood!
"Ah!" The monk was frightened. He could not resist Zhu Jian's power. The bloodline from ancient times was too powerful. It was simply a strange force. The legendary pure blood alien species was even more comparable to the existence of the ancestor king.
Zhu Jian was very fierce. His other big claw poked out and tore the monk from the Four Poles Secret Realm apart on the spot.
He took out a bloody heart from the still warm corpse and swallowed it directly. A blue blood droplet flowed from the corner of his mouth, which was very barbaric and cruel.
"Did you see it? This is the monk of the demon clan, too weak!"
"No one can take away the source of divine in front of me!"
Zhu Jian shot a blue gold spear in his single eye. It was his weapon for refining. The spear broke through the air and made a whimpering sound, taking the silver-picked autumn.
"So arrogant!" Yin Caiqiu's pretty face turned cold. This was the first time she had seen a monk like this who did not take the Silver Blood Clan seriously. The other party came from an ancient tribe among the mountains and ridges of Zhongzhou.
The silver-picked autumn forehead bone glowed, and a silver nine-story tower rushed out. The small tower rotated and became larger immediately, like an ancient sacred mountain, shaking off the lapid gold spear.
Zhu Jian snorted, and the golden cauldron flew forward, forcing the silver nine-layer tower back. Yin Caiqiujiao shouted, and a black pottery pot enlarged, pressing against the four-legged square cauldron.
Zhu Jian held the lapid gold spear and attacked forward, and Silver Caiqiu retreated. His body was not her strength, so he used magic power and source techniques to deal with it.
He moved forward and strode forward. He stared at the white light ball. Zhu Jian fought with the female monks of the Silver Blood Clan. At this moment, the white light ball broke free from the constraints of the Taoist patterns and flew into the cracks of the ground.
That is, the hands that were large as a millstone hammered the earth, and the fire veins squirted, hitting the white light ball into the air, and sprinkling a lot of brilliant light again, and the source essence and substances squirted out the rays of light.
"Damn, I've been in trouble for eight lifetimes..."
"It's really the source of God who is speaking, and it will inevitably give birth to the living Shenxiu Qiqi!"
Chapter completed!