"Who else dares to come up?"
A voice filled with killing intent resounded through the entire Hundred Race Ancient City. After several dozen battles, no one dared to underestimate the Black King anymore. They all wore fearful expressions.
From their point of view, the Black King was a living god of death.
No matter who it was, even if it was a direct descendant of a first-rate force, he would kill them without hesitation. He did not care about their status at all. He had already killed three disciples of first-rate forces in the past dozen or so battles.
Moreover, with his current momentum, it was impossible for him to stop. Anyone who dared to go up would be killed by him.
As a result, no one went up the stage in the next minute.
A thousand years. Indeed, for cultivators, that was just the beginning, nothing more than the sunrise of a newborn. There was still a long road ahead.
Moreover, if it wasn't a peak force, it would already be considered a genius for a core disciple nurtured by a first-rate force to reach the peak of the Saint realm.
The Black King entered the path of slaughter and did not have any background. It was already not easy for him to reach this step.
Moreover, if the Black King was born in a peak force or one of the two giants, his achievements would definitely be far greater.
However, if he was born in such a force, he might not be able to comprehend the Dao of Slaughter.
After all, to comprehend the Dao of Slaughter, one needed to possess a strong baleful aura and resentment, as well as some other factors … These factors could very well be the massacre of one's family or clan. Only then would one develop a sense of hatred, to the point that one would want to slaughter gods and destroy the world.
There were gains and there were losses.
This was what the world gave to everyone.
…
The Black King's face was dark. His face was somewhat distorted and terrifying. At this moment, he was wrapped in baleful aura, looking like a demon that had walked out of hell.
At this moment, many gazes shifted to the peak forces.
It was already very difficult for those first-rate forces to nurture disciples at the peak of the Saint realm. It was simply impossible for them to compete with the Black King, who was at least at the Seventh or Eighth Order of the Saint realm.
Although spiritual pearls were important, the core disciples nurtured were equally important. They were the future of a force, and they could not be destroyed here.
"What, no one dares to go up?"
After more than two minutes, seeing that no one was going up, Old Fart Wei raised his eyebrows. A weird voice came out from his mouth, and he tossed the spirit pearl in his palm. "That's good. Since there's no one, I'll give this to him."
At this moment, there were some changes in the camp of the top forces.
"I'll fight you."
Not far from Feng Hao, a soft shout came from the camp of a top faction.
"Shua."
A blur flashed past. Before many people could see it clearly, a tall man had already entered the arena.
He was dressed very luxuriously and had a handsome face. He could be considered an elegant young master. His white clothes were even more otherworldly.
"Seventh-order Saint level."
Little Ball's voice rang out in Feng Hao's mind.
"That's not bad."
Feng Hao remained calm and collected.
Perhaps, when the Hundred Races' Master God Body and other Divine Bodies had not appeared, the people of Penglai World could dominate the world. However, when the Master God Body appeared, they would definitely be able to look down on everyone, unless they met the Sovereign Body.
After all, even though the Master God was powerful, he could not suppress an entire generation. However, the Sovereign Body could. It was truly peerless and indescribably powerful.
"Another one has come to die."
The Black King growled. In an instant, like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, he directly pounced over. The extremely dense murderous aura enveloped the entire arena, directly causing the elegant young master's face to turn pale.
It was obvious that although this man's cultivation level was not bad, and perhaps he had a lot of actual combat experience, that was just playing house in the sect, and he basically stopped when he was strong. He had never seen such a ferocious god with such a murderous aura. At that moment, he actually showed a panicked expression, and when the Black King pounced on him, he struck out a Divine Seal.
"Shatter."
The Black King's eyes were filled with ruthlessness. He did not even know what dodging was. He directly punched the resplendent Divine Seal, and the ruthless energy poured out. Almost instantly, the resplendent Divine Seal was shattered, and the terrifying energy directly struck the elegant young master's chest. Immediately, blood spurted out, and he was sent flying like a kite with its string cut. He slammed into the barrier of the arena, and by the time he fell, he was already dead.
A peak Seventh Order Saint Realm expert had been killed with a single strike.
Hiss …
Sounds of people sucking in a breath of cold air immediately rang out in the arena. As they looked at the ferocious god on the stage, who was about to start a massacre, astonishment appeared in their eyes.
Half of this shock was due to his strength, and the other half was due to his actions.
One must know that this was a disciple of a peak force. Furthermore, to be able to reach the peak Seventh Order Saint Realm in a thousand years, he would definitely become a senior figure in the future.
Now that he was killed in public, how could this peak force let him go …
"He's really lawless …"
Feng Hao rubbed his nose and murmured.
Although he cultivated the Battle Will Dao, which was similar to the Killing Will Dao, he was not that crazy. He was still able to control the surging Battle Will in his body rationally. Otherwise, he would have enemies all over the place by now.
"Looks like he's planning to succeed or die trying. This time, he wants to use this gathering of heroes to reach the peak of the Saint Realm. At that time, no one will be able to stop him."
Xiao Qiuqiu's voice sounded, and there was a tinge of emotion in it.
"Hehe, this guy is really bold. He really plans to become enemies with everyone in the world …"
Beside him, Fatty Wei also grinned. His eyes flickered with an indescribable expression, as if … it was actually admiration.
"He's really a madman."
Feng Hao glanced at him, and his gaze also became strange.
The Ling Xiao Peak had never acted according to normal rules. The disciples that went out were also arrogant and unruly. They were not afraid of offending anyone, and now, they were even interested in this homicidal maniac.
"Brother Feng, I feel that he's the same kind of person as you."
Suddenly, Fatty Wei turned his head and said to Feng Hao with an unfathomable expression, which made Feng Hao speechless. He rolled his eyes and ignored him.
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