Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
In the Small Spiritual World, whether it was the cultivators from the Hong Meng Polar Region or the Lin Meng Polar Region who were hiding in the dark, they had been waiting for four hours, but there was still no movement in the blue sky.
Yun Chi Luo and Wang Zheng seemed to have evaporated into thin air, and they were completely gone.
Finally, there was a distortion in the sky, and a powerful energy wave was emitted.
This powerful energy caused an obvious distortion in the air, and this change was seen by everyone, and their eyes immediately focused on the distorted sky.
Next, the sky cracked, and a crack appeared. The crack seemed to be torn apart, and it expanded, and a powerful energy was emitted from the crack.
Boom!
The next moment, when the crack was torn to a certain extent, the powerful energy emitted exploded.
Even in the sky, the ground below was cracked, and smoke and dust filled the sky. The amazing energy explosion was so destructive that it blew up more than ten kilometers of land.
Those cultivators who were in the range of the energy explosion suffered. Most of them did not have time to react, and they were overwhelmed by the energy impact and were seriously injured.
Those who were weaker died in the explosion.
Soon, the explosion calmed down, but more than ten kilometers of land in the Small Spiritual World had been flattened, and the view became open, and several mountains disappeared.
The smoke and dust gradually returned to the ground, and the big crack in the sky had closed.
Directly under the big crack, a figure was lying down, and it was Yun Chi Luo.
He was seriously injured and unconscious, and his body was covered with blood and mud. His left arm was empty, and blood was flowing. There was a figure standing where the large crack had closed. His body was slightly hunched, and his clothes were tattered. There was blood on his body, but he gave off a powerful aura. His eyes were cold as he looked down. Finally, his gaze disappeared.
His gaze fell on Yun Chi Luo. "What a pity, Yun Chi Luo. You fought with your life on the line, but in the end, you still ended up in such a miserable state, and I am still standing here, alive. It seems that the Lin Meng Polar Region has won this time," Wang Zheng said, revealing a smile.
Although he looked a little weak, his body was a little thinner, and his body was also covered in injuries, he was still very powerful.
"Oh no." Long Chen immediately sensed Wang Zheng's powerful aura and slapped his forehead. The worst case scenario was gradually developing.
Not only Long Chen, but everyone in the Hong Meng Polar Region had a terrible expression, and the atmosphere instantly became serious.
The moment the Old Master Yunshu saw Wang Zheng appear, the wrinkles on his face seemed to increase. He sighed in despair, but his hands were tightly clenched.
Wang Zheng's appearance could only mean that Yun Chi Luo was in danger. It also meant that Lin Meng Ji's chances of winning this time had greatly increased.
At present, the last hope of Hong Meng's polar region had collapsed. Many people shifted their attention to Yun Shu, who was currently the most prestigious person in the region.
At this moment, Old Master Yunshu was under immense pressure. It was as if a heavy mountain was pressing down on his back, making it hard for him to breathe.
"Hong Meng Polar Region, today I will start a massacre and take over the small Spiritual World." Wang Zheng stood high in the sky, his voice powerful as he shouted.
After Wang Zheng finished speaking, Old Master Yunshu was about to stand up, but a strong hand pressed down on his shoulder, stopping him from doing so.
"Let me do it." Hai Qingyan said, his face heavy as he slowly walked out.
Hai Qingyan jumped and stepped into the sky. He moved forward at an extremely fast speed and arrived in front of Wang Zheng.
"Brother Qingyan." Hai Qingling's eyes were full of worry. Hai Qingyan's actions were beyond everyone's expectations.
But thinking about it carefully, other than the Old Master Yunshu who was seriously injured, Hai Qingyan was considered the strongest person in the region. He was at the sixth level of Hong Meng Tian Jing.
However, Wang Zheng's strength had reached the ninth level of Hong Meng Tian Jing. Even if he was seriously injured, he could still fight. Hai Qingyan was alone, so how could he save him?
"Boy, you have guts to come here alone. But without Yun Chiluo, the entire small Spiritual World belongs to you people of Hong Meng Polar Region. None of you are qualified," Wang Zheng said. He was currently the strongest person in the small Spiritual World.
"For the small Spiritual World, I will fight you." Hai Qingyan's eyes were full of determination as he said loudly.
Just as Hai Qingyan was ready to fight to the death, several rays of light suddenly appeared in various parts of the small Spiritual World and came to Hai Qingyan's side.
The light dissipated, revealing their true bodies. They were all the strongest people in the major tribes.
"Since you're going to die anyway, why don't you come quickly?" The Red Sun Tribe said. Their strength was at the fifth level of Hong Meng Tian Jing.
The others were also at the fifth level of Hong Meng Tian Jing.
There were a total of eight people, including Hai Qingyan. They were the strongest people in the top ten tribes of Hong Meng Polar Region. They came one by one to fight for a chance of survival.
"Good, you have courage, but do you really think you can defeat me?" Wang Zheng said confidently.
Even in his current state, it was not difficult for him to deal with those who were weaker than him.
These eight people could not threaten Wang Zheng's life at all, but they were still tricky.
"I hope they have the strength to fight," prayed Long Chen from afar. Everyone had a look of reverence on their faces.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! The eight people surrounded Wang Zheng. Each of them broke out their strongest combat power. Eight pillars of light soared into the sky with a terrifying aura. Wang Zheng, who was injured, laughed. Immediately, his face became serious. There was a burst of dark Hong Meng Qi around him. The strength of the ninth level of Hong Meng Tian Jing was undoubtedly revealed. His overwhelming strength broke out, and the eight people could not help but retreat.
They retreated.
"Come, let me see your strength," Wang Zheng said. He stood alone in the middle of the eight people. He was not afraid at all. Instead, there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
Hai Qingyan and the others looked at each other and nodded together. For the safety of the Small Spiritual World and their tribe members, they went all out. Eight strong people moved out, and their momentum shook the sky.
The moment the eight people attacked, Wang Zheng snorted coldly. His figure disappeared in an instant and reappeared behind one of them. He quickly attacked.
Fortunately, the person reacted quickly. He turned around and took Wang Zheng's palm. His body was pushed back and he spat out blood.
"What a strong body and strength," the person said. He hated himself for not being strong enough. He was crushed in one move.
In the next moment, Wang Zheng kept changing his figure and crushed them with a strong speed. Hai Qingyan and the others could not find any trace of Wang Zheng. They could only rely on their strong life and death reactions to fight against Wang Zheng.
But no matter who it was, when they exchanged a move with Wang Zheng, they were the only ones who were pushed back. Wang Zheng was calmly choosing his target and attacking.
Obviously, he was playing with them. "Everyone gather together and avoid being separated," Hai Qingyan said. Wang Zheng's speed was too fast, so they could only passively defend.
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