After entering the Tenth City, Zhou Tong kept a low profile and stayed in his residence to meditate and comprehend the dao.
He was waiting for the arrival of the Sacred Spirit Division's army. This was the result of many years of planning and planning.
In fact, Zhou Tong could actually stop this battle, because he had killed one of the instigators of this battle, Fire Spirit Cang Yan. As long as he could find a few other Sacred Spirits related to this matter, he could directly stop this battle.
However, he didn't need to.
If he wanted to enter the Great Sage realm in the shortest time possible, he needed to fight a big enough battle.
To him, rather than spending a large amount of time searching for the main culprits, he would rather quietly wait for the Saint Spirit lineage to join forces and set up such a grand battlefield.
Not only would he save time, but he would also be able to accumulate enough battle experience to temper himself.
One day, half a month later, the planet below the Tenth City was a clear blue sky. However, a loud roar suddenly rang out, causing the entire planet to tremble violently. Countless mountains and rivers collapsed!
"It's finally here!" Zhou Tong, who had been meditating all this time, opened his eyes, feeling somewhat excited.
This roar was like the end of the world. Nothing could stop it, and everything was about to be obliterated. Towering mountains collapsed, and the endless seas rose up and down. The order of the entire world was thrown into chaos, as if it were about to come to an end.
"Boom!"
The boundless might of a Great Sage descended, and a huge stone hand reached out from the depths of the starry sky toward the Tenth City.
"Sacred Spirit Division, you've overstepped your boundaries!" A dao protector appeared to resist the Sacred Spirit.
For a moment, the entire Tenth City was shaken, and ghosts wept and gods howled. At the same time, countless foreign armies descended from the universe, their killing intent sweeping through the ages and intimidating the entire starry sky ancient path.
"Humans, your good fortune has come to an end. You can't compare to the other races in this generation. You're doomed to fall behind, and no Great Emperor will be born! You have no destiny with establishing the dao and becoming an immortal. "
The Sacred Spirit spoke with a dignified voice. His body was enormous, and his blood energy was monstrous. His eyes were like terrifying torches, and his hand was thousands of kilometers long. It blotted out the sky and blotted out the sun as if it wanted to crush the Tenth City.
"A peak Great Saint … If I'm not wrong, then this person should be the Holy Spirit, Ao Mang!" Zhou Tong stood in the Tenth City and stared at the Divine Spirit in the Starry Sky, silently comparing it with the Divine Spirit in Cang Yan's memories.
This was an extremely powerful Holy Spirit. It was at the Ninth Heaven of the Great Sage Realm, and was only slightly weaker than Cang Yan the Fire Spirit.
"A Divine Spirit at the pinnacle of the Great Sage realm, only a step away from the Quasi-emperor realm!" In the Tenth City of the Human Race, countless people were in despair. Such a Holy Spirit should be invincible. How could they fight it?
Boom!
Right at this time, a war spear pierced over, crossing the starry river, stopping this Holy Spirit's large hand. The Guardian of the Human Clan, the Green Phoenix Grand Sage, appeared and stopped Ao Mang in time.
The battle between the pinnacle began in an instant!
The Saint Spirit was forced to retreat. It soared into the universe and fought with him, temporarily giving up on the Tenth City of the Human Race.
The humans cheered, their morale soaring.
"Wu!!"
However, the extraterritorial army had also completely descended. The bugle horn had been blown, and in the depths of the extraterritorial realm, savage beasts roared and dark clouds pressed down, all of them charging toward the ancient planet below.
In this battle, in addition to the limited number of Holy Spirits, there were countless other races here. These races were all connected by the Holy Spirit lineage, and their goal was to completely break the Human Race's power in this era.
"Kill …"
Layers of leaden clouds pressed down to the ground, as if a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals had descended. With an indomitable and invincible momentum, they charged toward the mountains and rivers below.
The curtains of a great massacre had been raised!
"The Human Race is too strong. Since ancient times, the Human Race has never fallen below the fifteenth place in the final battle. This time, many races have joined forces to eliminate the Human Race in advance. I have to say, the Holy Spirit lineage has a very good idea! "Zhou Tong said softly." Perhaps … I'm also adding fuel to the fire? "
Zhou Tong suddenly thought of this. The last time he went to the Ancient Road of the God Race, he had killed the Fire Spirit Cang Yan and monopolized all of the fortunes in the Scripture Cave.
Logically speaking, the Holy Spirit lineage's attack should have been delayed for a while now that Cang Yan, one of the masterminds, had died. However, they did not make any preparations to delay the attack and still launched the attack.
This might have something to do with him.
"Perhaps the Divine Spirit Bloodline already knows that their plan has been leaked to me from Cang Yan. Coupled with the fact that they have studied my methods on the Ancient Starry Sky Path, they are still attacking this place as planned. They must know that I will definitely participate. If that's the case, they should have already targeted me. "
"If that's the case, they should already know that I have the Azure Thearch Weapon. Then, at least one Emperor Weapon will appear in this battle. It seems like I have to disguise myself a little!" Zhou Tong immediately used the Heaven and Earth Transformation Great Technique to change his appearance and aura.
Zhou Tong came here to fight, not to compete with others for Emperor Weapons. Naturally, he had to change his appearance and aura to prevent others from recognizing him.
Although the purple aura that belonged to the Tyrant Body would definitely leak out once the battle started, as long as he was not targeted by those with Emperor Weapons, he would have a way to divert their attention.
"They're here!"
Suddenly, a kind of feeling appeared in his heart. Zhou Tong immediately turned his head to look at the starry sky not far away and saw a group of Saint Kings approaching him.
The leader was a Holy Spirit Stone Golem. Every step he took in the void resonated with the Great Dao, causing the void to tremble.
"Who are you? You've been stained with too much of my clan's blood. The curse has already been branded into your bones. As long as it is a Holy Spirit, they will hunt you down and kill you!" This Holy Spirit Stone Golem stared at Zhou Tong.
"A Holy Spirit of the Ninth Heaven of Saint King? You Holy Spirit lineage really look down on people! "
The Martial Dao Heavenly Eye opened and terrifying beams of light shot out like two divine swords. Zhou Tong's body was covered in purple flames.
Zhou Tong took a step forward. The entire starry sky, mountains, and rivers trembled. He evolved his own Dao and Dharma. His Dharma, Technique, and Force were all pushed to the peak. His fists danced, and the entire universe seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
He turned into a ray of immortal light and charged towards the Holy Spirit. His speed was extremely fast. This was the shocking speed that the Secret Word of Xing and the Kun Peng Arts had evolved together.
"Pfft!"
There was no intense battle. With just a punch, the Holy Spirit of the Ninth Heaven of Saint King was directly blown apart. Both his body and soul were destroyed. For a moment, rocks flew everywhere and the blood of the Holy Spirit splattered everywhere.
This was Zhou Tong's strongest attack. He had refined the Dao and Arts that he had comprehended for many years. He poured all of his essence, Qi, and Spirit into it. He had fused all of his Dao into one and struck out violently.
He opened his mouth and inhaled. The Holy Spirit Blood that filled the sky was swallowed into his stomach to replenish the energy he had expended in this attack.
Then —
"Pfft!"
Zhou Tong charged past. Soon after, the second and third perfect Saint Kings were blown apart. Bone fragments flew everywhere and blood splattered everywhere, dyeing the starry sky and mountains red.
This scene stunned everyone. They knew that although it was just three simple strikes, it was like an earth-shaking battle. Each strike contained all of Zhou Tong's vital energy, Divine Force, and Soul Force.
The three Saint Kings that had died in an instant were not weak. Instead, the battle that should have been in a stalemate had been condensed into the simplest and most direct collision. One strike was enough to determine victory and defeat, as well as life and death.
Zhou Tong's bloody massacre stunned all of the powerhouses present for a moment. Countless experts who had come to target him all stopped. They did not dare to continue fighting.
Even though they did not personally cross swords with Zhou Tong, they could still feel a kind of invincible momentum from Zhou Tong's short three kills. This momentum pressed down on them to the point where they could not breathe.
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