The battle of the Immortal Continent, which had been held for eighty-three years, was finally coming to an end. However, the more the battle ended, the more strange the atmosphere on the battlefield was.

After the voice transmission in the world announced that the final battle began, the masters of Jiuzhou Land suddenly stopped and returned to their own camps. At that time, there were disputes and fires, and the center of the battlefield where there were no killing and chaos, and became surprisingly quiet.

However, this kind of slogan to withdraw the troops does not mean a real silence, but rather a tranquility before the storm comes, full of terrifying undercurrents and murderous intent.

It is clearly visible that for six days, the markets in each camp are more than a hundred times more lively than before. There are places where monks can appear everywhere, regardless of sects or past grievances, gather together, and take out the treasures they have obtained over the years to exchange them, and enjoy it. Since then, everyone has a large number of immortal merits, tens of thousands of them, and those with deep cultivation have reached hundreds of millions, and hundreds of millions of them are possible. Everyone is preparing for the final result. At this time, except for those masters who can stand on the battlefield indestructible, most people are seeking a way out.

The sixth is at night, a low point at the southern end of the Lugao Mountains.

This place is originally a mountain gate of a certain sect. There are 333 caves in the valley, which are spread throughout the valley. There are several peaks surrounding the valley in the Lugao Mountains, so the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is relatively rich.

A declining plaque in front of the mountain gate was severed after the battle started. The handwriting was no longer visible, and the word "Li" was vaguely vague.

However, there are still half of the facilities in the valley. The most eye-catching thing is the only three-story building in the depths of the backyard surrounded by nine rockery stones.

The lights in the building are bright, as if they are broken, but they are undoubtedly the only light besides the stars and the moon in this radius.

The exiled ruler sat on the carved wooden chair, with a magic cloud above his head, and his breath was smooth. However, after the Zhoutian was running for a moment, he stopped the veins and sighed secretly.

Beside him, Dou Lin Demon Lord stood cross-legged, noticed the magic light in the room and slowly opened his eyes.

"It is not helpful for brothers who are distracted from their minds. Brothers still need to keep a pure and clear mind before they can have a dynasty and ascend to heaven."

Dou Lin has been different in recent years. Eleven years ago, he was ordered by Chen Gu and followed the throne at the edge of the exiled throne, waiting for the revenge of Lu Chen and others. But he didn't know that it would take more than a year to wait.

The five masters are not honest masters at all. They would not stay for so long without being irritable. They waited for Lu Chen to come. In the end, Dou Lin suggested to protect the exile ruler by splitting people. The exile ruler was anxious to find the Imperial God Pot, but in the end they couldn't stand loneliness and practiced near the Lu Gao Mountains. In this way, they could not only improve their cultivation, but also lure Lu Chen and others into a bait.

As a result, what made the masters helpless was that things were not as simple as the banished ruler imagined. Not only did Lu Chen and others not appear, but even the monks sent by several masters could not find out any information about Lu Chen and others.

After a long time, the five masters could not sit still, so at Dou Lin's suggestion, several of them protected the exiled ruler for one year.

However, seven years ago, Dou Lin accidentally killed a Meng Dun alien race and obtained many treasures. One of them allowed his cultivation to improve the Feiyue family. Feeling the bottleneck of the Demon Lord's realm, Dou Lin returned to the Lu Gaoshan Mountains to practice in seclusion. After seven years, he finally reached the Demon Lord's realm.

This made several masters inexplicably envious, so the responsibility of protecting the exiled ruler naturally belonged to Dou Lin.

Dou Lin was unwilling to do so at first, but first he did not find the nine treasures of the emperors, and secondly, he no longer took the Daluo Jinxian on the battlefield seriously. In order to please Chen Gu, the surname Su stayed with the exiled priest.

However, the exile ruler is different. Although he has reached the ninth level of Demonic Coach, he is one of the best masters on the battlefield, the news he has received recently made him feel ashamed and angry.

Jia Ye has now become the Jin Body Buddha of Jianan, shaping the golden body, far surpassing him.

Even Youqiongyue didn't know how to use it to resolve the Demon surname and create a mysterious fairyland, which was also far superior to the famous Demon Prince.

In the afternoon, I received news from the Yinming Palace of the Underworld that Feng He found the ghosts in the Underworld from somewhere. They were all nightmare wheels, and their skills were involved in luck. They were in seclusion and attacking the bottleneck of the Ghost Lord. It is estimated that it will not take long to become a Ghost Saint master.

The five states who followed him in the past team surpassed him except Luo Mian was taken away by Lu Chen, which made the Demon Young Master indignant. His anger was naturally passed on to Lu Chen who forced him not to go out to practice.

Little did he know that the person who proposed to wait for the rabbit was himself.

Hearing Dou Lin's slightly admonishment, Zhui Chi was full of displeasure. From a certain level, his talent was far from comparable to Dou Lin. Originally, if he had obtained the Manzu Holy Image, he should have been better than Dou Lin at this time. I don't expect that he is the weakest now.

Although he was in a bad mood, the archery knew that he still needed the other party's protection, so he sighed and threw his anger on Lu Chen: "Damn Lu Chen, a coward, actually hid himself and dared not show up."

Dou Lin smiled and knew that the vanishing priest looked down on him, but due to the face of the demon king, it was not easy to break up with the vanishing priest. The most important thing is that Dou Lin, like the ancestor Xingde and others, also coveted the statue of the Manchu Saint on Lu Chen. In his opinion, the recent news sent by the message shows the existence of the treasures of the emperor and some people have benefited. And he has achieved the cultivation of the Demon Lord with hard work. If he gets the vanishing statue of the Manchu and gains a trace of magical power of creation, he will not only increase his surname, but also leave a trace of vitality, and he will not be afraid even if he is killed.

Dou Lin smiled and said, "The brothers with exiled ruler don't need to worry. They don't show up now and there is no defense. From tomorrow morning, the battle between the Jiuzhou camp will be a ferocious one. At that time, we will naturally meet Lu Chen. Of course, the brothers with exiled ruler still need to remember his appearance. Haha."

"Remember, I recognize it even if it turns into ashes." The archbie did not dare to tell the story of the Imperial God Pot, so he said to Dou Lin: "Brother Dou, we are still the previous agreement. Kill Lu Chen and I will take my Qiankun bag back. As for Lu Chen's things, except for the sharing of the Manzu Holy Image, everything will be left to Brother Dou to deal with."

"That's natural." Dou Lin was overjoyed. He could beat the master of the Sixteen Palaces of the Demons and escape. Can there be fewer things in his pocket? And the exiled ruler also promised that he would repay Dou Lin with the reward of 100 million immortals.

Dou Lin of course readily accepted this reward. You must know that the things in Lu Chen's pocket were not his own. Near this hiding place, there were also the ancestor Xingde, the woman of Heijun, the Jade-faced Tu Jiangluo, and the Demon Yin of the Barbarian Sword.

Although he reached the realm of Demon Lord, his strength was still unstable, far from reaching the level of wielding dozens of level nine masters with a wave of his hand, so he was still afraid of the four ancestors of Xingde. Moreover, the five of them came together under the order of Chen Gu and could not embezzle anything.

Looking at the sky through the window lattice, Zhe felt extremely urgent. Outside, you could see monks set off from the Lugao Mountains and rushed to the center of the battlefield. After 83 years of time, more than 70% of them died on the battlefield and were dismembered from the body and snatched the soul. The other 30% were either seriously injured or secretly swallowed by their peers. The remaining ones were only tens of millions of people.

However, this number adds up to a strong force, and the masters of Jiuzhou on the battlefield in the Xianzhou are almost the same. Once the morning light comes and the war begins, it will be a rare bloody massacre.

"I can't wait. Brother Dou, there is still one hour to go in the morning, let's go." The exiled urged.

"Don't wait?" Dou Lin stood up from the cushion and said, "When I inform the four people to die, go together."

"Yeah." Xi Chi nodded.

Just then, a bright light flashed in the north sky that was brighter than the moon. At first, this light was like a star spot, flashing and did not attract the attention of the demon cultivators of the Lugao Mountains. However, after a while, the light suddenly became clear, and thunder appeared faintly above the Lugao Mountains, and it was noticed just now.

"Huh? What is that?"

"Is it the treasures of the emperors? I recently heard that the emperors have released many treasures on the battlefield, saying that they want to change the rules and create opportunities for everyone to participate in the creation of merits and fortunes."

"Yes, I heard that nine treasures were born, and the seniors from the sect also sent a message, saying that this was a gimmick of this battle. If you don't find the nine treasures, the battle will continue."

"I'm so envious. I don't know who those nine treasures are on. If I could have them, it would be fine."

"Take it down, let alone give it to me, it's worth it to let me take a look."

"Hey, stop talking, what exactly is that thing?"

...

As the light lit up, many monks surged from the Lugao Mountains, from the first-level demon coach to the eighth level. Everyone looked at the light in confusion. Because they were far away and the moon was not even bright, it was not far away from the morning and the fog began to spread, making it difficult to distinguish the body of the light. Soon, about hundreds of demon cultivators appeared in the sky.

The momentum gradually became huge, and he heard scattered discussions in the room. He poked his head out of the sky and looked around, but did not find any light. So he jumped out of the window and stood on the roof, and looked at the dazzling light, and was a little puzzled.

Just then, Dou Lin, the ancestor Xingde, the woman of the Black King, the jade-faced Tu Jiangluo, and the demon Yin of the barbarian sword came from below and stood beside the exiled ruler.

The few people looked closely and were puzzled. The opposite side was the direction of Ningze Mountain. It was logical that the battle of the camp had just begun. No one would come to attack at this time. Isn’t that a dead end?

But the light seems to...

"Si..."

As we were guessing, there were thunder in the sky, and the huge energy began to tear open the air and sounded the sound of breaking the wind. A series of strange electric snakes were the visions of the vague cracking and rubbing, and almost everyone noticed a trace of danger.

"Hmm? It's so uncomfortable. What's this?" The fierce wind suddenly appeared, and all the monks felt that the sky had collapsed, and the dull pressure in the air in the void made crackling sounds, suffocating.

"Huh!" The wind became louder and louder, and suddenly the light flashed and approached quickly. At this time, everyone saw the essence of the light clearly.

"arrow."

It was a top-grade iron arrow, dark all over, the arrow body was smooth and smooth, without any flaws, and it was seen from the hands of experts. Moreover, the arrow contained (8) astonishing destructive power. It was not until it flew over the Lugao Valley that everyone knew that the dull thunder was caused by the arrow passing by and stirring up the collapse of trees in the dense forest. It can be seen that the power of this arrow is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Not good. Go away." Dou Lin suddenly screamed and pulled the throne and fled into the air.

The old ancestor of the Death, the Black King's wife, the jade-faced slaughter Jiangluo, the barbarian sword demon Yin rose into the air, and his body was controlled by the Dharma Cloud, and his face scattered to the distance with anger.

"boom!"

The moment the few people left, the arrow rushed over with a harsh beep. After a roar, the house where everyone was standing turned into powder. The remaining force generated by the arrows entering the ground destroyed nearly dozens of caves. The only time they stopped, the sky was filled with stones shattered from rocks.

"Damn it, the purpose is us, who is it?" Yin, the demon of mandala, patted the dust on his body, and shouted and flew into the sky.
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