775: C775 Sacred War Arena

C775 Sacred War Arena

"Why?" Leng Zhechen asked unwillingly. Bing Yao's quota was the same as Leng Yue's and Qi Zhuohao's. It was decided by Heavenly Hero Old Man himself. Leng Zhechen was not convinced by Bing Yao's decision.

Leng Zhechen was afraid of Qi Zhuohao and Leng Yue. He knew that he could not beat Qi Zhuohao and Leng Yue, but what right did Bing Yao have to compete with him?

Dongfang Boxing sighed helplessly and explained, "Zhechen, I know your strength, but this was arranged by Holy Lord. Holy Lord had repeatedly instructed Bing Yao to fight Sikou Sulee. You are not a match for Sikou Sulee. Go and fight Zhang Tianyi. "

" That's right. This is Holy Lord's order. Zhechen, don't feel wronged. Zhang Tai Yi's strength can't be underestimated. He is only second to Sikou Sulee on the ranking. It won't be shameful for you, Leng Zhechen, to fight Zhang Tai Yi. "

Leng Liangru interrupted. After listening, Leng Zhechen helplessly sighed and said," Two Peak Lord, this disciple understands. "

Leng Zhechen was arrogant and conceited, but he would not doubt Heavenly Hero Old Man's arrangement. Heavenly Hero Old Man said that he was not Sikou Sulee's match. He estimated that he really could not beat Sikou Sulee. The result of the Sacred War was the most important. The overall situation was more important. He only hoped that Bing Yao would not disappoint him.

"Bing Yao, you have no objections, right?" Zheng Yuguan looked at Bing Yao seriously. The three of them respected Bing Yao very much because they all knew Bing Yao's identity. How could the princess of Qiwu Ice Clan be simple?

"No!" Bing Yao replied faintly. She did not have any intention of competing with Leng Zhechen. She only listened to Heavenly Hero Old Man's arrangement!

"That's good. The four holy wars in the Red Team have been decided. It is not realistic for us to talk about the other holy wars on paper. We should act according to the situation when the time comes!" Zheng Yuguan looked at Leng Liangru and Dongfang Boxin. Both of them nodded seriously.

Qi Zhuohao and the others had made preliminary arrangements for the holy war. Everyone had a preliminary understanding of the strength of the Nine Nether Divine Hall's holy war disciples. After that, they continued their journey. A day later, they had arrived at the main peak of Doomsday Mountain Range - Doomsday Peak!

"This is the Doomsday Peak. It's so majestic!" Qi Zhuohao sighed with emotion. The Doomsday Peak was the highest peak in the entire Doomsday Mountain Range. The mountainside was completely covered with ice and snow, while the Doomsday Peak was as straight as a pillar of heaven and earth. The peak of the mountain stood in the nine layers of clouds, as flat as a knife or axe. The work of nature was mysterious and unpredictable!

In fact, the Doomsday Peak was also the tallest mountain in the Hongwu Continent. Standing on the top of the mountain, one could see both the north and south continents.

"The seal hasn't dissipated yet. Let's wait for a while longer!" Leng Liangru said as he let everyone sit on the ground. The entire Doomsday Peak was sealed by the seal, and it would only open once every ten thousand years. Now, there was only one day left until the seal was opened.

Not long after, a group of people flew over from the south. Leng Liangru stood up and said, "The people from the Nine Nether Divine Hall are here."

Everyone stood up after hearing what ___ said, and looked at the group of people in the distant sky. There were also twenty-five of them, with the exception of Yan Chunqiu, Luo Yu, and twenty other disciples of the Sacred War. The remaining five were the Second Elder of the Nine Nether Divine Hall, Qin Meng, Eleventh Elder Fang Xun, 22 Elder Gu Yuan Xun, the Master of the Seven Kills Hall, Su Qianhee, and the Master of the Tiandu Sect, Hua Tiandu.

Qin Meng and the other two were the best of the many elders of the Nine Nether Divine Hall. Su Qianhee and Hua Tiandu's strength could not be underestimated!

"Haha, Leng Liangru, I never thought that Heavenly Hero Old Man would send you here. It seems like Heavenly Hero Old Man values the Sacred War very much!" Before Qin Meng arrived, a sarcastic voice was heard. He didn't seem like a dog in front of Yinn Jiutian at all. He was extremely arrogant!

Hearing this, Leng Liangru coldly snorted and said, "Qin Meng, could it be that your master, Yinn Jiutian, does not take the Sacred War seriously? Since that's the case, why don't you, the Nine Nether Divine Hall, admit defeat and leave now? It's also to prevent your Sacred War disciples from dying in the Sacred War! "

"What a joke! Our Divine Master doesn't care about the holy war. The winner of the holy war will only be us, the Nine Nether Divine Hall! Leng Liangru, you are the ones who should admit defeat and get lost! Of course! It doesn't matter if you don't admit defeat. In the Sacred War, I will kill all the disciples you brought here! "

Leng Liangru shook his head in disdain when he heard that and said, "You are really strong when it comes to talking. I am too lazy to talk nonsense with you!"

Leng Liangru did not say anything else. At this time, Qin Meng and the others landed in front of them. Their eyes were looking at them.

"Who is Qi Zhuohao?" Suddenly, a loud shout was heard, and everyone looked over. It was a gloomy looking middle-aged man. He was the master of Seven Kills Hall, Su Qianhee. The three trump cards of the Seven Kills Hall had gone to kill Qi Zhuohao, but they had died. He had never forgotten this grudge.

Qi Zhuohao looked at Su Qianhee with a puzzled look and said in a flat tone, "I am Qi Zhuohao. What do you want?"

"It's you?" A trace of killing intent flashed in Su Qianhee's eyes. Then, he slightly loosened his fists. Staring at Qi Zhuohao, he said fiercely, "Qi Zhuohao, I hope you can survive the Sacred War. At that time, I will make you wish you were dead. "

Su Qianhee wanted to get rid of Qi Zhuohao, but he knew very well. In this place, he couldn't kill Qi Zhuohao. It wasn't easy to kill the disciples of the Hongwu Holy Land. Leng Liangru and the others weren't easy to kill. He could only wait until the end of the Holy War before thinking of a way to kill Qi Zhuohao.

Similarly, Hua Tiandu also wanted to kill Qi Zhuohao to avenge the two of them. Helpless, it wasn't the time yet!

"Is that so? I'm looking forward to it!" Qi Zhuohao was still very calm. He understood that Su Qianhee would never let go of the death of Cheng Yuer and the other two. However, he was not afraid at all. If Su Qianhee dared to attack him, he would kill Su Qianhee. "

Su Qianhee's most powerful skill was the Gu Technique, but Qi Zhuohao wasn't afraid of it at all. If Su Qianhee dared to attack him, the one who would die would be Su Qianhee. Qi Zhuohao also knew that Hua Tiandu wanted to kill him, but he wouldn't be afraid of Hua Tiandu either.

Furthermore, Qi Zhuohao knows that he is a man of destiny. The people of Nine Nether Divine Hall wanted him dead, and Yinn Jiutian was no exception. But what did he have to fear? He wasn't afraid of anyone else, but if Yinn Jiutian attacked... Heavenly Hero Old Man would naturally deal with him...

The Doomsday Peak was very calm, but the atmosphere was unusually tense. A day later, the golden seal on the Doomsday Peak suddenly disappeared. The people from the Nine Nether Divine Hall immediately flew towards the top of the Doomsday Peak.

"Let's go too!" Leng Liangru shouted. Immediately, Qi Zhuohao and the others followed her and flew to the Doomsday Peak. The defensive barrier around the Doomsday Peak had disappeared, and the Nanbei Sacred War was about to begin.1

At the top of the Doomsday Peak, snowflakes were flying everywhere. On the flat top of the mountain. A huge round platform with a diameter of five hundred meters was very eye-catching. In the sky above the round platform was a hundred thousand feet. There was a gap in the sky wall, which was the spatial crack of the Hongwu Continent. The crack was filled with a pale green gas. Occasionally, there would be a trace of gas gathering in the crack. It gathered in the sky. In a jade bottle below.

"Zhuohao, the Qi Of Divine Source is in that spatial crack. Ten thousand years. The Qi Of Divine Source condensed a drop of Essence Qi Of Divine Source and stored it in the jade bottle. The entire void was protected by the Holy Array. Only those who win the Nanbei Sacred War can obtain the jade bottle. "

Everyone stood at the top of the Doomsday Peak. Leng Yue quietly explained to Qi Zhuohao. After arriving here, everyone couldn't help but raise their heads and look at the jade bottle in the sky. That was the thing that the Nanbei Sacred War was fighting for, it was a necessary item to break through to the Emperor Incarnating Stage!

It wasn't difficult to see that at this moment, a drop of Essence Qi Of Divine Source had already been condensed in the jade bottle. The timing was just right, one drop every ten thousand years!

Qi Zhuohao nodded his head. There were fifty stone chairs beside the huge round platform on the top of Doomsday Peak. The stone chairs were divided into two rows, and there were words engraved on the back of the chairs. The left side was the Hongwu Holy Land, the right side was the Nine Nether Divine Hall, and the north and south were opposite each other. It was orderly, and the two rows of stone chairs seemed to be a whole. They were closely related to the void formation in the sky.

Each row of stone chairs was divided into three colors. The first five were golden. The ten in the middle were red, and the last ten were blue. They corresponded to the three guardians and the two witnesses, the disciples of the Red Team and the Blue Team.

Leng Liangru and Dongfang Boxin sat on the golden stone chairs near the round platform. Qi Zhuohao and the other twenty disciples also sat in the corresponding seats. The entire Doomsday Peak was filled with snowflakes, except for the fifty stone chairs. It was amazing!

Opposite Qi Zhuohao and the others, the people of Nine Nether Divine Hall were also sitting on the stone chairs in an orderly manner. After a moment, the forty chairs in red and blue lit up with a bright light. That was the great formation that was testing the level of Qi Zhuohao and the other disciples of the Sacred War.

Very quickly, the light on the stone chairs disappeared. Immediately after, forty red and blue tokens descended from the sky. Those tokens were the qualifications to enter the Battle Platform. Of course, these tokens also had a special effect.

"The Holy Array has been activated. Leng Liangru, let's begin! I would like to see how your Hongwu Holy Land is going to win the Nanbei Sacred War."

Qin Meng stood up with a big smile on his face. Leng Liangru wasn't any weaker than him. She slowly stood up and replied coldly, "Qin Meng, don't be so arrogant. No one can cheat in the Sacred War. In terms of strength, in the countless holy wars, your Nine Nether Divine Hall and my Hongwu Holy Land have never stopped fighting. Winning or losing is the same. This Sacred War is the key. My Hongwu Holy Land will definitely win! "

As Leng Liangru and Qin Meng were talking, 40 tokens had already fallen into the hands of Qi Zhuohao and the other 40 holy war disciples. Qin Meng looked at Leng Liangru with disdain, then he sat back down. Leng Liangru also sat back down on the stone chair.

Immediately after that, the Sect Master of Tiandu Sect, Hua Tiandu, and the Valley Lord of Unfettered Valley, Ren Qiongyu, stood up and walked to the side of Battle Platform. The two of them looked at each other. Hua Tiandu shouted loudly, "The time has come. The Sacred War has begun. All disciples of Blue Team, please prepare yourselves."

The Sacred War had already begun. Hua Tiandu and Ren Qiongyu were the hosts of the Sacred War, while the Red Team was presided over by the Sect Master of Seven Kills Hall, Su Qianhee, and the Island Lord, Jiang Liu Province. This was a common rule between the two sects.

"According to the rules, the two great Divine Sect will take turns sending out a disciple of the Sacred War. The Nine Nether Divine Hall has the priority of the Blue Team. Therefore, the Hongwu Holy Land will send out the first disciple of the Sacred War. Who will fight in the Hongwu Holy Land first? " Ren Qiongyu glanced at Nangong Yudia and the others. There was no doubt that this was the first battle of the Blue Team. Hongwu Holy Land. If they sent out their holy war disciples first, they would definitely be targeted by the Nine Nether Divine Hall.

Helpless, this was the rule. The two Divine Sect would take turns to come here. It was fair and just. The Nine Nether Divine Hall had the priority of the Blue Team, and the Hongwu Holy Land also had the priority of the Red Team. Anyone could target the other party, but they would also be targeted by the other party. Therefore, no one would be at a disadvantage.

"Disciple requests to fight!" Seeing that no one stood up, Shen Ji could not help but stand up. The first match was of great importance. Shen Ji believed in her own strength. No matter which disciple the Nine Nether Divine Hall sent out, she would win!

Leng Liangru, Dongfang Boxin, and Zheng Yuguan looked at each other. The three of them nodded and agreed to let Shen Ji fight the first match. Those who could win the Sacred War disciple quota were not ordinary people. They were looking forward to Shen Ji winning the first match.

"Disciple of the Blue Team of Hongwu Holy Land, Shen Ji, will fight the first match. Disciple of the Nine Nether Divine Hall's first Sacred War, please step out!"

Ren Qiongyu announced loudly. Everyone immediately turned their eyes to the ten disciples of the Blue Team. Seeing this, Qin Meng shouted, "Zhantai Wurong will fight!"

"Yes!" A girl with a gloomy expression stood up. She was Zhantai Wurong. The Hongwu Holy Land knew about the disciples of the Nine Nether Divine Hall, and the Nine Nether Divine Hall also knew about the approximate strength of the disciples of the Hongwu Holy Land.

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