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Volume One: Sect Chapter 1802: Tigers Entering the Flock

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    After listening to this, the supreme monks felt relieved and calmly walked towards the competition space.  Because their deaths today are very likely to bring hope for a wonderful future Xuanyuan Peng and Lion Ancestor looked at each other, and they slowly stood up. Lion Ancestor was almost frightened to tears at first, pitifully, he was only eighty  With the power of a trillion, there is no need to think about it. Once you step into the battlefield of 100 trillion, you will be a target that is wedged between your teeth and you will definitely die.  When he heard the ultimate blood oath sworn by the powerful and geniuses in the name of Pangu's ancestral blood, his pale face became a little better. He panted heavily and followed his master towards the 100-Megabyte battlefield.  Went over.  Xuanyuan Peng did not follow him to swear any ultimate blood oath. Under the scanning of many monks' spiritual consciousness, his origin was only a hundred trillions of power. Although he had an additional lion ancestor as his servant of faith, the lion ancestor was also pitiful.  He only has eighty trillions of power. Together, they are no match for the powerful ones with more than three hundred trillions. Therefore, he did not follow up and issued the ultimate blood oath. In the eyes of everyone, it was natural. Xuanyuan Peng was in the hundred trillions.  In Zhao Zhuqiang's eyes, he just saw a humanoid big tonic pill that was about to be beheaded and devoured.  However, in the eyes of giga- and 10-giga-level monks, they can feel that Xuanyuan Peng's body is vaguely filled with several sharp energy fluctuations. The superposition of them may increase his strength by two to three times.  Left and right, that is to say, with the blessing of some powerful magic weapon, Xuanyuan Peng can surge to 200 trillion or 300 trillion power on the basis of 100 trillion However, even though they sense this, just two  In their eyes, the blessing power of three hundred trillions is simply not worth mentioning, not worth a cent Let alone a gigabit master, even a hundred trillion master with more than five hundred trillions can crush the mountain.  With great power, Xuanyuan Peng was killed. This legendary little remnant of the Nether Clan would eventually become the great tonic elixir spoken by the immortal monks.  Just a little remnant.  When hundreds of trillions are everywhere, only gigabits can be called strong. What kind of waves can they make in front of the leaders of tens of thousands of trillions?  In this way, even though there are people in the realm of immortality and Buddhism, some people hate Xuanyuan Peng with utmost hatred.  But they didn't think highly of him. There were Great Heavenly Lords and Supreme Bodhisattva-level figures who ordered the 100-Megabyte masters under their command to target Xuanyuan Peng after entering the 100-Megatron battlefield.  kill.  Only by devouring the godhead can the hatred for him in my heart disappear.  Xuanyuan Peng didn't care about other people's hostility towards him. He walked calmly among the crowd of 100-level monks. As he walked, he looked around and saw that there were more than 20,000 immortals on the scene, the largest number of 100-level monks.  People are rushing towards the 100M battlefield. When each 100M master stands in front of the 100M battlefield light film, a monitoring fairy light will flash, automatically sensing the origin fluctuations of the person. After confirmation, whether he is a 100M master.  , a series of portals will be opened, and a hundred million masters will be allowed to walk in He can vaguely see it.  In that 100-megabyte battlefield space, there are ancient forests, lakes, and lofty mountains It seems to be a huge cave world. It is worthy of being a battle space jointly opened up by 10-giga-level leaders. The resulting inner world is like a  A very real small world!  In addition to the 100M battlefield, it is also in front of the optical film of the Gigabit battlefield.  There were also Giga-level masters lined up, waiting for the confirmation of detecting the fairy light, and then walked into the battlefield space one by one, needless to say.  The gigabit battlefield space is larger, because the speed of gigabit masters is faster. If the gigabit space is like a star, then the gigabit space will open up like a galaxy, even more vast But the gigabit and gigabit space  A two-terabyte space is dwarfed by a 10,000-giga battlefield. Even though there are only a dozen or so of 10-giga-level leaders of various races, the 10-giga-level space they jointly opened up is  It is a small universe with countless large and small galaxies, and enough leaders at the 10,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 and 1000,000.  Behind him was the pale-faced Lion Ancestor. Xuanyuan Peng smiled faintly and stood in front of the space light film. A detection fairy light flickered and penetrated his limbs and bones in an instant, and every inch of flesh and blood in his body Buzz!  A two-meter-high portal opened silently in front of him. This was the symbol of the 100-megabyte space that released him after confirming that Xuanyuan Peng was indeed a 100-megabyte-level monk.  Dangshen Gang released a beam of energy light that enveloped himself, and stepped into the 100-megabyte space in one step When he stepped in, he was originally prepared to face a torrential attack, but he didn't expect that there was nothing in front of him, except a single figure.  None. At the same time, a divine voice from space sounded in his mind: "Hello, candidates who have entered the battlefield. Private fighting is strictly prohibited in this battlefield before everyone enters. You must wait until everyone enters the battlefield. I——  The origin of the space created by the leaders will be passed on to each candidate as a spiritual command for the start of the battle. Before that, I suggest you choose a terrain that is favorable for your hunting as soon as possible.The best thing to do is to get up!  " Xuanyuan Peng suddenly realized as he listened. No wonder there was no one in front of the door. They all wanted to fight for a longer time and survive. As soon as they heard the spiritual transmission from the origin of space, they all ran to find the best ambush.  We've gone to the hiding place, so we don't have to gather here and be beaten and killed by a group of people Entering this 100-megabyte space, everyone is an enemy. Only the last person, or a few people who can't beat anyone, can win.  It is possible to get out alive, but before that, the monks from each ethnic group must temporarily unite to kill the foreign enemies of their tribe. Only after they are left, will they start killing each other again Therefore, even the most powerful ones.  Experts with more than 900 trillion levels dare not openly block the door. No matter how powerful you are, or how powerful you and a few allies are, if you bump into a group of more trillion-level experts, won't you be beaten to death?  This is the reason why the monks who came in first flew to various mountains, rivers, forests and lakes to hide, waiting for the moment when the final order of the competition came. "Hahaha" Xuanyuan Peng entered the inner space of the 100-megabyte battlefield.  , his originally expressionless face suddenly showed a trace of smile. The purpose of his original intention to participate in this Tiandao Conference was to see if he could take advantage of it, and to see how the immortal clan responded to the birth strategy of the super leader of the gods  He never expected that this Heaven's Dao Conference, which seemed to be extremely fair, was to compete with Wu Ding Xiandao's sacrifice candidates. To put it bluntly, it was to give some of the strongest people a just excuse to rob the godhead. Under the threat of genocide, all races.  The monks had no choice but to agree to the arrangement of the martial arts contest. The purpose was to gamble on the next life and hope However, Xuanyuan Peng entered this hundred trillion space with his original hundred trillion body, and he was like a tiger jumping into the sheepfold.  Tianlong appeared in the Snake Cave The hundreds of trillion-level monks in the entire battlefield will become his targets for plunder and killing. He had previously suppressed the excitement in his heart, and after entering, he could no longer suppress his heart.  Such a surprise, I couldn’t help laughing Before Xuanyuan Peng stepped into the 100-megabyte space, the 100-megabit-level geniuses did not take him seriously.  There are two or three energy fluctuations hidden in his body. I know that he has some kind of blessing power that can increase his own power However, the scale is too small, only about 300 trillion, and in the 100 trillion space, the strongest is 900 trillion.  Under the palm of the master, there is no threat at all, and he is not regarded as a threat After all, after Xuanyuan Peng entered the Pangu world, he fought alone, lived in seclusion, practiced alone, killed alone, and grew up alone.  It can be said that there are no people who really know his details No matter whether it is a gigabyte or a ten thousand, Xuanyuan Peng's strongest weapon is not the magic weapon but the nine-fold battle that his magic weapon has given him.  The most terrifying thing is that not only can he explode with nine times the combat power, but his three major energy clones can also explode with nine times the combat power at any time. This is a lost and unknown thing in the fairy world.  The ultimate power of transforming three pure powers into one breath. However, even the 10,000-level leaders, such as Tongtian Sect Ancestor, Qingxu Taoist Ancestor, Sanqing Saint Ancestor, and Yuanshi Dragon Ancestor, do not know that there are still people in this world who can do it!  Transforming one Qi into three pure beings, this magical power technique that only belongs to legend has been successfully practiced!  It's not that they don't know the ropes, it's actually that since the founder Yuan Shi Tianzun started this sect, no one has ever succeeded in practicing it.  It only belongs to legend!  But Xuanyuan Peng’s cultivation was successful!  On the basis of his one-qi transformation into three pure beings and nine times his combat power, it can be said that when he enters the 100-megabyte battlefield, he is like an extremely ferocious tiger and an extremely arrogant blue dragon!  "Master, save me" Xuanyuan Peng was in a state of elation. Behind him, footsteps sounded, and Lion Ancestor's pitiful and timid voice rang out. Under extreme fear, Lion Ancestor finally did not faint from fright, and finally remembered his master's first death.  During a meeting, he suddenly burst out with incredible power, sucking him from the ground into the past in the sky. He seemed to have finally found his savior. With tears in his eyes, he looked at his master with great longing "Haha, come with me,  In this trillion-dollar battlefield, we are hunters, not prey. Follow me and you won’t die!" Xuanyuan Peng let out a long laugh, waved his sleeves around the lion ancestor, and turned into a stream of light, shooting towards the vast mountains in the distance!  , the vast ancient forest quickly disappeared into the shadows of the mountains and giant trees Not long before they left the portal of the battlefield, a portal opened, and a master of 100 megabytes stepped in excitedly. The portal opened behind him again.  Healing was closed, his bloodthirsty and excited eyes swept across the space, and he said with a ferocious smile: "Haha, my power is 950 trillion. I only need to kill a 100 trillion master to break through the 100 trillion."  Guan, hahaha, I think that when I kill all the mega-level masters in this space and tear apart the space and walk out, even the masters in the gigabit battlefield may not be my opponent. Wow hahaha" He laughed wildly.  In my mind, I heard the dialogue between the origin of space andAs he mentioned the battlefield rules, he rolled his eyes a few times, and soon locked onto a lake. He practiced water magical powers. With a sinister smile, he turned into a water rainbow and flew towards the lake, even a trace of it.  The ripples didn't even splash, and they sank One after another, trillion-level monks came in after being confirmed from the outside. Every entrant immediately received sound transmission and guidance from the origin of the space.  , and then hurriedly rushed towards the mountains, rivers, lakes and forests ahead, hiding for the time being, waiting for the moment when the order to compete was issued.  Among the trillion-level monks, there are monks with tens of trillions. For example, the Lion Ancestor has eighty trillions of skills, and there are also hundreds of trillions. The highest and most top hundred trillions of powerful ones do not exceed the limit of one thousand trillions. If they exceed, even if  It has just reached the Gigabit threshold and is not qualified to enter the 100M battlefield. It can only be cannon fodder at the bottom of the Gigabit battlefield.  As more and more people enter, the advantage of the group becomes apparent. Many mega-level masters who have hidden themselves in advance will use their spiritual consciousness to summon mega-level monks of the same race to come down and form temporary allies in groups.  stand up.  Then, when the order for the competition is given, they will first join forces to kill the foreign masters, and strive to grow the strongest master among the people of their own ethnic group, so as not to be defeated by the foreign races, and make themselves a tonic for others  … Xuanyuan Peng and Lion Ancestor were hiding in a forest.  In the cave of a thick ancient tree, the Lion Ancestor was lying at the entrance of the cave, sticking his butt out and staring at the outside with his big vigilant eyes.  Xuanyuan Peng entered the depths of the tree cave and was invisible to outsiders.  With a shake of his body, the Spring Grass and Wood Emperor's magical power was activated. He turned into a wisp of cyan wooden rainbow, and seamlessly escaped into the body of the ancient tree. With the huge crown of the ancient tree, countless branches and leaves served as eyeballs, and his sight  open.  Supervise all aspects.  This is the killing situation that Xuanyuan Peng carefully arranged. He used the Lion Ancestor as bait, while he hid and acted as a sudden attack hunter. He only waited for the order to start the war to start strangling the first wave of mega-level enemies that rushed towards them.  Monk.  The Lion Ancestor woke up from the initial fear of cannon fodder. He recalled the powerful power that the master burst out when he saw his master for the first time.  What did he think? Why is the master a dragon or an eagle, not cannon fodder or prey? What's more, the master has promised him that if he follows him, he will not die.  As a half child body and mind.  He is a believer in his master, and he has no doubt about his master's magical power.  With his eighty trillion level of cultivation, it is naturally impossible to sense how tyrannical his master is.  But the Lion Ancestor firmly believes that the master he is following is definitely a master above masters, a master above the strong Well, it seems that he has to think so, otherwise, if the master does not work hard, he will be killed.  Beheading, his godhood will also become a tonic for others.  There are two different emotions: being killed and plundering the godhead, and finally waking up in the sky and having to sacrifice oneself willingly. The Lion Ancestor longs to live for a few more days, live until the eve of the great shattering of the universe, and then sacrifice himself.  Taking the initiative to dedicate his own divine energy. In his words, even if he has lived enough, it is time to dedicate a little more.  But in this ferocious and dangerous 100 trillion battlefield, being killed and devoured by others, the Lion Ancestor did not want to be cannon fodder under any circumstances. Even with the blood oath of Pangu, he did not want to be killed.  Because he still wanted to live a few more days, he could only place all his hopes on his master.  He would carry out whatever his master ordered. For example, the master just ordered him to lie down at the entrance of the tree hole as bait. Although he was a little timid, he still did it without hesitation. He firmly believed that the master would not make fun of his life.  , if the master really wanted to kill him, he would have destroyed his body long ago and swallowed up his divine energy. How could it be left to be taken away and devoured by outsiders now?  As trillion-level monks continued to enter the battlefield space from the outside, the atmosphere gradually became tense. The entering trillion-level monks were either hiding alone or lurking in groups, waiting patiently for the order to compete.  , this space was jointly opened up by 10,000-level leaders. The space origin created by the leaders is extremely powerful. Anyone who dares to disobey orders and start the fight in advance will probably be obliterated by the space origin as soon as he takes action.   Just like the Infinite Heaven, Sumeru Heaven, and the Supreme Heaven who can threaten the origins of the three major spaces, they are always facing the threat of the terrifying light of destruction, and have to be forced to ascend.  To maintain the order within the battlefield space, the rules of competition formulated by the leaders of the 10,000-megabyte space are secretly implemented by the origin of the 100-megabyte space. Whoever dares to violate it will rain down the light of killing and strangle those who dare to disrupt the competition.  Orderers, unless the person being attacked is more powerful than the 10,000-level leaders, they will be killed instantly on the spot!  This frightened the unruly and unruly leaders who wanted to kill and plunder the gods as quickly as possible. They did not dare to take a step beyond the limit, and they were all quietly waiting for the moment when the order was issued.  Accompanied by the last trillion-level monk, after entering the battlefield space, it was a whiteWhen the old man heard the warning message sent to him by the source of space, his expression changed horribly, and he hurriedly turned into a rainbow and flew towards the mountains closest to him However, at this moment, the mind of every person who entered the statue changed.  In the middle, the cold and ruthless divine voice of the origin of space sounded: "Warriors of the 100-megabyte battlefield, the battle of martial arts has officially begun!" "Peng!" The mental fluctuations of the martial arts order have not dissipated, and dozens of sharp instructions  The glow, sword energy, palm wind, and magic weapon light blasted the white-haired old man who entered last, blasting him into the air. Before he could fly to the ridge of the mountains, he was attacked by dozens of Taoists who immediately attacked upon the order.  , exploded in the air into a bloody mist A godhead flew out from the flying flesh and blood "It's mine" Bloodthirsty roars sounded, and countless figures started to move at this moment.  , the group of people closest to the godhead all rushed towards the godhead while the people lurking in other directions stared at the direction of the chosen target with hungry wolf-like eyes  The bloody prelude to the Heavenly Conference, the bloodiest scene, begins!  —————————————————————————— The countdown to the completion of this book begins!
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