The ancient battlefield of the Blood Moon, the bright bloody moon shines brightly, and the moonlight is desolate, falling on the earth, making people shudder.

Before we knew it, three months had passed, and there were countless wars in the ancient battlefield, and there was a mess everywhere.

On all sides of the ancient battlefield, four emperors ruled one side, and no one could defeat them. The geniuses of hundreds of tribes resisted fiercely. However, the absolute gap in strength made everyone gradually weak.

Before the threat of death, the geniuses of hundreds of tribes chose to rely on one after another, and the most powerful four-way power in the ancient battlefield of the Blood Moon gradually took shape.

The four emperors, the geniuses of the geniuses of the Hundred Clans, the emperor's son of the Eastern Stone Spirit, the Golden Lion Hongyuan of the Western Golden Lion, the saint of the Northern Witch Clan, and the Jin Liner of the Southern Scale Clan, the most powerful royal bloodline of the world, allowing the four royal descendants to overwhelm the geniuses of the hundreds of clans and rule the ancient battlefield.

However, under the Four Emperors, there are also amazing geniuses who have no choice but to rely on their own strength to create a world.

Among them, Xiaoxiao of the Fox Clan, Guxin of Jueyang Ancient City, Yuan Tian of the Ape Clan, Leopard Clan and others stood out among the hundreds of clans with their strength to surpass the heroes, and gradually gained their own fame and followers.

In three months, immortal jade was born one after another in the ancient battlefield, and all parties competed fiercely and gained something from each other.

On all sides of the ancient battlefield, the four most powerful royal bloodlines each defended their own side, acquiesced to the current situation, and did not choose to go to war with other imperial veins.

The four descendants of the royal family knew that there was still a long time before the three years of the competition for the Hundred Clans, and it was too early to start the war.

The Four Emperors were constrained and moved their whole body. In addition, the royal genius with equally amazing strength, all parties tacitly chose to avoid large-scale battles.

At the same time, in the east of the ancient battlefield of Blood Moon, a plain figure was walking forward. In the past three months, there was no other move, and few people knew it.

The blood moon scattered, and there were wounds everywhere. Ning Chen walked on the wasteland, searching for the fairy jade while searching for the whereabouts of the winter rain and summer solstice.

He didn't know whether these two girls came in the end, but as long as there was a possibility, he would continue to search for them.

He has promised the mothers of the two girls that this time, Baizu Jingfeng will take good care of them. As a man, how can he easily break his trust?

However, after searching for three months, there was still no news about the two women, just as if the winter rain and summer solstice had never appeared in the ancient battlefield.

Ning Chen's worries became stronger and stronger, and he moved forward faster and faster.

Since there was no trace of these two girls here, he would go to other places.

In the south, on a peak, golden scales in golden sachet stood quietly, looking ahead with their eyes as light as autumn water.

In the distance, a man in a dark red sword outfit walked up. He had a handsome face, a little pale and extraordinary temperament. The ancient sword in his hand could not be found, but the sword was pressing against him.

Behind Jin Liner, followers of the genius from the great clan saw the figures walking down the mountain, and their expressions were condensed. This person was not kind to come.

Under the peak, I stopped alone, stomped my feet, and rose up from the ground and rushed straight into the sky.

"Old Heart"

In front of the mountain, Jin Liner looked at the sword man rising from the ground below, and a strange color flashed in her beautiful eyes. The young master of Jueyang Ancient City, this person, impressed her very deeply because his sword was too strange.

The lonely yin does not grow, and the lonely yang does not grow. This is the ultimate truth of the way of heaven. However, there are exceptions in everything. Yin produces Yang, and Yang sounds Yin. This young master of the ancient city of Jueyang is obviously a man's body, but his body is extremely Yin and extremely powerful.

"Brother Guxin, is there anything wrong with coming here?" Jin Lin'er spoke and said calmly.

"It is said that the scale clan has the best defense in the world, so I will come here to learn more about it."

Gu Xin looked at the Scale Clan Princess in front of her, and a strange curve was bent at the corner of her mouth, and she whispered.

When Jin Lin'er heard this, her expression calmed down and said, "Brother Guxin should know what it means to start a war. I think King Jueyang doesn't want to see your and me fight."

"The father is the father, I am me, Jinliner, please."

As the words fell, the Taiyin sword in Gu Xin's hand moved, and the sword sounded and resounded throughout the sky.

The divine weapon is about to emerge, the color of the heaven and earth changes, the endless cold and cold air spreads, the space condenses, and the frost is everywhere.

"You guys back."

Seeing that the war was inevitable, Jin Liner's expression became colder and said coldly, lifting up his slender hand, and the golden light shines in the world.

Behind the rear, the geniuses of all races retreated quickly and left the space for the two of them.

"please"

With a word, the Taiyin Sword came out, and the extremely powerful sword power drew a dazzling blood mark on the void, slashing the sky and slashing down.

Seeing this, Jin Liner raised her slender hand, and a dazzling golden light rose, and she took the sword of Taiyin with a clang.

The first move of the double-strong battle was the flesh and blood to fight against the peerless divine weapon, the scale clan's indestructible protection was indestructible, the harsh sound of gold and stone sounds, and the aftermath spreads sharply.

"Sad Sword, the sky is clear"

Without taking a move, Gu Xin stepped into the air and retreated ten feet behind. The Taiyin Sword turned, and a round sword aura appeared. The sword was pressing majestic, shocking the geniuses of the hundreds of tribes present.

The next moment, in the sword aura, sword lights broke through the air, the void swayed, dazzling cracks appeared, the cold wind whistled, and the ice was frozen for thousands of miles.

When the sword moves, Jin Liner's figure moves instantly, avoiding the sword lights after the sword.

In the void, after a heavy sword light, a dark red light flashed by, and I arrived alone, and Taiyin took the death.

With a roar, the sword edge broke through the heart vein and absolute defense. The peerless magic weapons confronted head-on, and the violent friction sounded, sharp and harsh.

At a close distance, the Taiyin sword rotated rapidly, trying to break the protection of the scale clan's incomprehensible protection. However, the scale armored magic clothes were indestructible, and the peerless magic machine was difficult to get into.

"Get out!"

Jin Liner's expression subsided, Concentrating Yuan's concentration, slapped out with a heavy palm, and fell into the former's heart.

"Well"

A pool of blood splashed, dyed a red sword, and the lonely body flew out more than ten feet, causing severe damage.

With one move, Jin Liner did not hesitate at all, and his figure flashed past and bullied him.

With the blessing of the scale armor and the princess of the scale clan only attacks but not defends. The moves are fierce, like a storm.

The situation changed, the young master Jueyang was in crisis, and the Taiyin sword was extremely sharp. However, every time it was a slight difference, and it was difficult to break the defense of the scale armored magic clothes.

Outside the battle, the geniuses of hundreds of clans looked at the battle ahead with shocking expressions. This swordsman is indeed extraordinary, but in the face of Jin Liner, who has the blood of the royal family, there is only half apart.

"Three Styles of Taiyin"

The situation was suppressed, but Gu Xin's smile became more dazzling. His palm swept across the Taiyin Sword, and blood flowed down, staining the Divine Sword.

"A sword in a hundred years!"

With the move of Jueyin, the surrounding heaven and earth instantly changed color, a black moon appeared in the sky, the two moons were in the same sky, and time and space were in chaos.

In the yin moon, the lonely sword is turned over for a hundred years, and one sword is shocking.

On the towering mountain peak, Jin Liner looked solemn when she saw this, and she did not dare to be careless. She opened and closed her hands, and the original appearance of the scale clan appeared in the world.
Chapter completed!