4374: C4374 Azure Blood Sword Sect

C4374 Azure Blood Sword Sect

When the chosen warriors heard the death bell ring, they all attacked the surrounding warriors. As for Long Ling, she quickly used the Immortal Tracer Phantom Steps to dodge the attacks of the surrounding warriors. What she had to do was to try her best to maintain her strength until the very end.

As for the three warriors of the Heaven and Earth Divine City, as if they had agreed on the matter, they all charged towards the people of the Xuanyuan Divine City. The people of Zhuge Shen City and Gongsun Divine City also attacked them at the same time.

The genius martial artists standing on the platform were clenching their fists for them. But, for this one in sixty slaughter, the chances of survival were far too slim.

Under such brutal competition, killing became the main theme of this place, becoming the last person alive.

"This is merely to kill each other. Who would be able to survive this kind of slaughter with such a high chance of victory? These ancestor gods, are they truly planning to kill us all here?"

The pale-faced people started to curse one after another. Everyone was furious.

Even Gu Ling Feng couldn't help but curse angrily at this deity. Who would still be able to maintain their calm at this time? This was simply bullshit. In any case, it would still be a death sentence.

The games played by these ancestor gods were truly unacceptable.

If all the genius martial artists from the 169 great forces died here, then wouldn't the human inheritance be broken? Could these gods really be so cruel that they would break their inheritances?

They were all descendants of deities! If these people died, then the human race would probably perish on their own. Those demon race races wouldn't even need to attack, and the human race would perish.

They really couldn't understand why this was happening.

Long Yan's eyes were already filled with dragon blood and became very red. At this moment, Long Ling was hiding on the platform and no one seemed to want to attack her. It was just that this time, Long Ling was suddenly selected.

He knew that this girl was working hard to survive for him, but it was too difficult. If it was Long Yan, he might lose.

If one were to talk about strength, although Long Ling could be said to be an invincible existence in the 9th level of the Underworld, she absolutely could not reveal her strength too early in order to avoid being surrounded and attacked.

"Who is that young woman? She's so powerful! I think she's already eliminated four or five of her opponents."

Someone suddenly said to the spectator. Long Yan also saw that woman.

They are the people of the Jadeblood Sword Sect, the seven great sword sects of the Dragon God Realm, five great Divine Dragon Palaces near the north. They are divided into the right and evil sects, the upright ones are led by the Yellow Springs Black Sword Sect, and the evil ones are led by the Jadeblood Sword Sect.

One must know that the disciples of the seven big sword sects were good at using swords. Every martial artist was a sword expert who was born to be a sword expert.

The sword in their hands was their life. One with the sword, it was able to unleash an extremely powerful force, and it was also rumored that the ancestor of the seven great sword sects, also known as the Evil God, had become the number one sword sect in the north. After many years of evolution, it finally evolved into the current seven great sword sects.

As for Jin Xuanmeng's Underworld Dark Sword Sect, she inherited the teachings of her divine god master. In fact, her master was the disciple of the founder of the Sword God Sect.

It looked like this girl from the Jadeblood Sword Sect really was an expert. She would very likely be the most difficult opponent for the last dragon spirit to deal with.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Wherever they passed, several martial artists had already fallen to the ground, losing their qualifications to fight. Of course, this woman didn't kill her opponent, but had instead caused them to lose their combat strength.

In this way, those martial practitioners who had lost their combat abilities would also be eliminated, falling into the seven-colored fog and being completely devoured.

Long Yan looked at Long Ling who was nervously clenching her fists. This was a one in sixty chance of survival. After thirty breaths of time, there were less than fifty people left on the field.

In other words, the chances of a dragon being nimble was one in fifty.

"Ling'er, my Xiao Ling, you will definitely succeed and persevere to the very end. Heaven will not be so cruel to us, and if anything happens to you this time, I will definitely avenge you. I will destroy this Myriad God Ancestral Grounds and won't even have a place for these deities to rest."

Long Yan couldn't help her in any way, so he could only watch as the girl dodged each and every one of the slaughters.

This was also what Long Yan had told her before. He told her that she mustn't show off and try her best to not attract any more attention from warriors.

If one had to persevere to the very end, it was possible to become a victor. Sometimes, becoming a victor not only because of one's strength, but also because of one's mind. One had to maintain a calm mind in order to greatly enhance one's ability to adapt.

Long Yan had taught her many different kinds of amazing battles. For example, at this moment, her best fighting strategy was to dodge until the end.2

When Long Ling was dodging, she would also attack, but she wouldn't continue to fight. Between each other, the lights of the divine city's platforms were completely isolated from the other platforms.

Although the two platforms were suspended in the air, there was no rainbow colored fog. Perhaps this was to let everyone clearly see their battle.

Long Yan held his head. He had already entered a nervous state because there were still 70 breaths of time on the platform. There were still 30 over genius warriors.

The last few were all the most talented, most powerful, and most intelligent.

Therefore, the more dangerous the situation for Long Ling was, the more danger she would face.

"If my Ling'er can't last any longer, then I'll have to use the Divine Seal Battle to break through this halo and charge in. Even if the seven-colored divine mist comes rushing towards me and devours me, I'll use the 'Beginner Origin Dragon's Reversal Technique'. In addition to the instantaneous movement, I'll also use those little bugs to enter the Great Void World."

Long Yan couldn't let his beloved die no matter what. He didn't care what these deities were. What he needed was someone he loved to live with him.

This was his faith, his protection.

At that time, there were only fifty breaths of time left, and the death bell rang even more heavily. And this time, there were only eleven people left on the platform, including the woman from the Jadeblood Sword Sect. As for the experts from the Heaven and Earth Sect and the Xuanyuan Divine City, they had long since been eliminated.

At the last moment, the eleven people were all top experts of their respective Divine Cities. They did not step onto the Divine Tribulation of Martial Arts, but at the ninth level of the Dark realm, they were all top experts.

Amongst them was the Heavenly Dao Academy of the three palaces and six courtyards, the Jadeblood Sword Sect, the Dragon Spirit of the eight great families, and two disciples from the seventy-two Sacred Grounds …

These people didn't say a word. Everyone's eyes were red from killing each other. Among them were three women and eight male disciples.

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