To put it bluntly.
At the edge of the Planar Battlefield, cultivators from different planes could live peacefully. However, once they entered the battlefield, they had to fight to the death.
When Jun Changxiao came to the Planar Battlefield for the first time, he was also hunted down by others. They didn't fight.
For each other's 10 merit points, there was no need to fight to the death. It was obviously more tempting for a new plane cultivator to get 100 merit points.
Planes like the Scarlet Sea Continent and the Lingyun Continent had been in the Planar Battlefield for many years. They knew each other well.
If they didn't have a reason to fight, they would either argue or fight a few rounds at the edge of the Planar Battlefield.
Although the Planar Battlefield was used for killing, it was rare to see a fight on sight, apart from the old bullying the newcomers.
When a plane's stronghold expanded to a certain extent, not only would the mission be completed, but they could also freely enter and exit the Planar Battlefield. They could come here to kill for merit points and search for opportunities.
The Scarlet Sea Continent and the Lingyun Continent were in this situation.
They had been designated a few hundred years ago to enter the Planar Battlefield. After expanding their territory, they had successfully completed the mission and obtained the right to enter the Planar Battlefield at will.
This meant that as long as the designated plane completed the mission, they could keep the teleportation device for later generations to come and fight or search for opportunities.
Only those planes that entered for the first time and were forced to fight for territory.
Of course.
There was another situation that could cause a big fight. That was when a cave or opportunity was discovered.
For rich resources and merit points, people would go crazy.
For example, a few decades ago, two planes that were equal in strength and even greeted each other when they met began to fight in a corner of the Planar Battlefield because of a divine-grade treasure.
That battle was earth-shattering, and blood flowed like a river.
After the outcome of the battle was decided, the treasure was also taken away by the other plane.
In truth, such fights over supreme treasures and fortuitous encounters were not uncommon in the Planar Battlefield, which had a long history.
It was unrealistic to say that they fought every day.
Unless a cultivator wanted to seek excitement or earn merit points, they would go on a killing spree alone or in a small group. However, they would often be beaten to death, and the grass on their graves would grow a few meters long.
…
A few dozen cultivators from the Lingyun Continent stopped in the sky above the stronghold. The white-haired old man in the lead said calmly, "You guys are quite diligent."
"Likewise, likewise!"
The leading middle-aged man from the Scarlet Sea Continent put on a fake smile.
The two planes had fought fiercely before, but they were evenly matched in terms of strength. They had fought a few times, and there had been many casualties, but there had been no clear victor. Thus, when they met, there was only the smell of gunpowder, and they did not dare to really fight.
During the period when Jun Changxiao had disappeared, the martial artists from these two planes had come the most frequently.
The main reason was that they were relatively close to each other. They also hoped that they could kill Jun Changxiao and obtain the 500 bounty.
"In my opinion."
The white-haired old man said indifferently, "That kid has already washed away the red glow. He's hiding in a corner and doesn't dare to come back."
"Hmph."
The middle aged man said coldly, "He killed so many martial artists of my Scarlet Sea Continent. Even if that kid hides at the ends of the earth, he won't be able to escape death."
"I'm sorry."
The white-haired old man said indifferently, "This prey belongs to my Lingyun Continent."
"Yours?" The middle-aged man sneered.
From the moment they met to the moment they spoke, the murderous aura in the air grew stronger and stronger, but there was no intention of fighting.
"Let's go."
The white-haired old man waved his hand.
They mainly came over to take a look. If they didn't find their target, they naturally wouldn't stay for long.
"We'll go back too," the middle-aged man said.
However, just as the two groups of people were about to leave, a person appeared out of thin air in the Falling Star Continent's stronghold. Even the area of the stronghold expanded by half a meter.
"This place …"
After stabilizing himself, Li Qingyang looked at the stars in the sky and the crimson ground beneath his feet. He muttered, "This is the Planar Battlefield?"
"Whoosh whoosh!"
In an instant, a powerful murderous aura pressed down from two directions.
Only then did Li Qingyang realize that there were dozens of martial artists comparable to Emperor Realm experts floating in the air. Their gazes were unfriendly.
Although the Patriarch had said that there were many martial artists here …
However, he couldn't help but be shocked when he saw so many Emperor Level Experts who could fly!
This lineup was on the Falling Star Continent.
It would probably only appear during some major event!
Dozens of pairs of eyes from the Scarlet Sea Continent and the Lingyun Continent stared at Li Qingyang. Soon, they could tell that this person wasn't the bloodthirsty guy from back then.
However …
Since he appeared in the stronghold, it meant that he was also from the Falling Star Continent like that guy.
"Kid!"
The middle-aged man coldly shouted, "Hurry up and come out!"
He couldn't be sure if Jun Changxiao was alive or not. If he was, he could kill this kid and get Blood Drop!
The white-haired old man thought so too. He hurriedly returned with his companions and hovered outside the stronghold. His eyes were filled with endless killing intent.
"It's a little scary!"
Li Qingyang was panicking.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, Lu Qianqian, Xiao Ziji, and the others appeared in the stronghold. When they were on the ground, the Falling Star Continent's stronghold would expand.
It wasn't difficult to see the pattern. As long as the martial artists representing the Falling Star Continent entered the battlefield, the stronghold would expand by half a meter.
This was an initial value that would continuously increase with the number of people.
When the limit was reached, even if everyone from the plane was brought in, there would only be a fixed area. If they wanted to expand, they would have to fight non-stop.
Seeing a few more martial artists from the Falling Star Continent, the martial artists from the Scarlet Sea Continent and the Lingyun Continent began to mutter.
Logically speaking, the next batch of designated planes would only come in five years. Why were there martial artists entering in advance?
Or was it intentional by the Upper Realm?
The Upper Realm: F * ck, I'm the scapegoat for the martial artists' imagination!
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! "
One after another, Long Ziyang, Song Xuanzhou, and the others appeared in the Falling Star Continent's stronghold.
When they felt the world with a strong murderous aura and felt the experts who were comparable to emperors in the air, their eyes were burning.
Here …
As the Patriarch said, it was more terrifying than the Life and Death Secret Realm!
It was a little exciting!
"Whoosh! Whoosh! "
Jiang Ya, the Ning brothers, and the other elders also appeared.
When Xiao Longlong and Xiao Moxian came in, the Falling Star Continent's stronghold expanded from the initial 20 square meters to more than 30 square meters.
The eyes of the martial artists from the Scarlet Sea Continent and the Lingyun Continent gradually lit up.
In their eyes, the 20 or so martial artists from the Falling Star Continent were 20 prey that could be slaughtered at any time.
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, a familiar figure appeared in the Falling Star Continent's stronghold.
When the martial artists from the Scarlet Sea Continent saw this, their eyes were filled with murderous intent.
That's right, the one who caused such a big reaction was naturally the handsome Jun Gou Sheng!
"Welcome back to the Dimensional Battlefield." The female system's voice rang in his ears.
Jun Changxiao was the one who set up the portal, so only he could hear it.
Li Qingyang, Xiao Ziji, and the others did not have this function, so they were in a state of confusion.
"Eh?"
Jun Changxiao steadied himself and glanced at the two groups of people outside. He smiled and said, "You know that I'm coming back today, so you're here to welcome me?"
"Welcome my ass!"
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said, "You killed so many martial artists from the Scarlet Sea Continent. Wash your brains clean and come out to die!"
Jun Changxiao understood.
Although he had left the Dimensional Battlefield for a while, these people did not give up and should come to visit every day.
"Die?"
Jun Changxiao snapped his fingers and sat down elegantly.
At this time, Xiao Ziji would definitely pass him a chair, but because he was in an unfamiliar environment and was still adapting, he ignored the Patriarch's reminder.
"Plop!"
Jun Gou Sheng fell to the ground.
The disciples: "…"
The martial artists: "…"
In this extremely awkward situation, Jun Changxiao simply lay on his side, his elbow on the ground, his palm on the side of his face, his right leg on his left leg, and his body in an'S 'shape. He then used the One Yang Finger and the Lion Roar at the same time. "Come in!"
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