138: C138 Six World-class

C138 Six World-class

The Ancient Ritual Technique was an ancient cultivation technique passed down in the Southern Seal. Since a young age, one had to constantly be hit by heavy objects, as if they were tempering metal, causing the density of the cultivator's body to be extremely high.

Many people who cultivated the Ancient Sacrificial Art had eventually become deformed, or even died prematurely. There were usually very few people who could successfully cultivate it!

When Chen Yi entered the Southern Seal, he had seen this ancient ritual before.

Some people cultivated it to an extremely high level. Just their bodies were enough to rival True Force Realm martial artists.

When the cannonballs hit his body, they only made a few cuts.

Although this burly man in front of him hadn't cultivated to such a terrifying level, even if Stellar Energy struck his body, it could be easily blocked by his body.

Yale was obviously very famous in the South Ocean. Even Ba Long's expression changed slightly.

"Yale, even you want to get involved?" Ba Long said in a deep voice.

Yale said indifferently, "I am not interested in China and the Alliance Master. Sky Dragon mercenary group is only interested in money."

"You guys fight for your money. We only want money!"

He expressed his position. Baron snorted coldly and his expression turned slightly ugly.

Baron obviously didn't have much confidence in Yale.

However, he had already let out his boastful words. Even if he had to brace himself, he would still make a move.

With a loud shout, he used the secret art of the King Tai Sect, the Stellar Blood Secret Art.

Chen Yi and Yun Mobing had seen it before when they were at the Martial Arts Exchange Conference.

Ba Long's body turned red like a wild beast, charging towards Yale.

His fists, elbows, knees, and feet turned into killing weapons at this moment.

Each strike was enough to kill a Inner Strength Stage Martial Master.

On Yale's body, a series of dull sounds could be heard.

However, Yale had used only one palm to protect his vital points.

After dozens of attacks, Yale's clothes were torn apart, and his skin turned red. However, even with Ba Long's attack, it was difficult for him to tear his body apart.

Suddenly, Yale grinned. He stretched out his wide palm and grabbed Ba Long's arm with lightning speed.

"Are you tickling me?"

He suddenly took a step forward and exerted force with his palm.

Bang!

It was as if he was holding a fake person and wildly swung it on the stage, smashing it onto the stage.

Like muffled thunder, the arena shook even more, and there were even bloodstains that continuously stained it.

Until Yale stopped, the Ba Long in his hand was like a pile of mud.

Yale grabbed the Ba Long's head and lifted him up easily. He looked at the King Tai Sect's camp.

"If you want him to live, ten million!"

The group of people from the King Tai Sect had a slight change in their expressions. One of them was a skinny old man with a slightly hunched back. His eyes were cold.

"Turn around for Tian Long!"

A few minutes later, a voice was heard, "We're here!"

Yale casually threw Baron off the stage like he was throwing a piece of trash.

"Who's coming?"

Yale stood on the stage and looked at the surrounding rooms.

The expressions of many people in the five major camps changed slightly.

Yale's body was too strong. Even the experts of King Tai Sect couldn't break through his defense. How could he fight?

Even if it was a blade or spear, it would land on Yale's body. Yale's body was like an indestructible fortress.

In the face of the west... Someone was getting restless in the face of the west.

But soon, a cold voice came from the arena.

"Yale, if you want money, get the hell out of here." A man wearing a black robe walked out slowly. His face was pale and his hair was cut. He looked more like a skeleton. There were black tattoos all over his body. He looked like a monster in human form.

Yale frowned. "A bishop of Yin God Cult?"

He looked at the man and said indifferently. "I won. I want 80% of the wealth."

These words caused the expressions of the other four great figures to change.

This time, they wanted to break into China. Although they didn't care about money, Yale really wanted 80% of the wealth.

"Take as much as you can. That's your ability!" The man said coldly, "This time, the alliance is organized by my Divine Sect. The rules are naturally set by my Divine Sect."

"If you have any objections, speak with strength alone!"

This person's eyes suddenly flickered with an emerald green light, and his entire body actually soared into the sky.

Below him, a large green formation appeared.

This kind of technique caused the surrounding people to cry out in alarm.

Yun Mobing's pupils involuntarily contracted as she soared into the sky. This was simply inconceivable.

"With Bishop Hei Lun taking action, it looks like the alliance has already become a fixed number!" Yu Mengzi sneered and said, "Let these guys see the strength of my Divine Sect!"

Archbishop Ao Xiu said with a faint smile. "Halen is under the command of the eighth archbishop. He has the title of the first archbishop. His strength is beyond doubt!"

"However, don't underestimate these fellows too much."

"Right, I forgot to tell you!"

Cardinal Ao Xiu looked at Yu Mengzi. "This time, the sect master personally took action in China, including the Magic Cult, the old chairman of the Ninja Dragon Union, the number one expert of the village palace family, the leader of the Heavenly Dragon mercenary group, and the six great masters of the King Tai Sect."

"They are already in China. Once the Sect Leader and the others succeed, the defense line of the Sixth Mountain will definitely fall short. We can use this opportunity to go straight in."

These words made Yu Mengzi's expression suddenly change.

Let alone Yu Mengzi, even Yun Mobing's expression changed drastically.

Chen Yi's brows could not help but slightly furrow.2

"Of course, China's Sixth Mountain is not weak. The words' restricted zone of the hundred countries' are not casually called." Cardinal Orsho slowly said. This was the first time he had mentioned the words' Hundred Nation Forbidden Zone '. "The six great world-class existences should be able to contend against some of China's hidden ancient experts. If we want to truly stabilize our footing in China, we still need to rely on us."

"After the open sea, the victor will be decided on the arena, and we can move on our own."

Yu Mengzi sucked in a breath of cold air. She secretly glanced at Chen Yi out of the corner of her eye.

Chen Yi could kill an archbishop, but there were eight of them in the entire Yin God Cult. He had killed one and there were seven of them.

Above them were a few vice sect masters whose strength far surpassed that of an archbishop.

As for the Ninja Dragon Gathering, the Magic Cult was an existence that definitely had as many experts as the Yin God Cult.

The six great experts that could shake the world were already in China!?

This time, even the Sixth Mountain would not be able to protect themselves, right?

Yu Mengzi's thoughts turned a hundred times and her expression was slightly ugly.

Chen Yi was beside her. Moreover, he held the key to her life and death. Even so, she could not resist.

...

In the north of China, in front of a pass.

Yan Ann was covered in blood and Shen Kong was sitting behind him with his legs crossed. His face was slightly pale.

Around him, six figures stood proudly.

"Monk, this time, we've broken into the den of thieves!"

They were originally here to kill the experts that had invaded the ocean, but who knew that there were actually six of them?

Even Yan Ann couldn't help but curse in his heart at this moment.

What was the Sixth Mountain doing?!

Was its head broken?

This is equivalent to six Dao Initiation realm cultivators in China...

Martial Dao True Monarch!

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