On the Beast Emperor Planet's Hell Arena.
After a long battle that lasted close to a day, the first segment of the competition, the Slaughter Melee, was finally completed.
At night, the Beast Emperor Planet was filled with killing intent, especially in the Hell Arena. Hundreds of thousands of beastmen were roaring madly. "Qin Tian's brain is buzzing as he stands in the middle of this sea of roaring cheers."
Hualala.
Torches were erected on the walls of the Infernal Arena.
The pale red flames engulfed every inch of the Hell Duel Arena.
Whoosh!
A terrifying orc with a domineering aura descended from the sky and landed on the Duel Arena.
Qin Tian looked over and his eyes narrowed. "Oh my god, a Sovereign Realm beastman. What's going on?"
Listen carefully, slaves.
The Sovereign Realm beastman looked at the ten slaves scattered around the Hell Arena. "Let's duel! In a one-on-one competition, the strongest person will receive a generous reward from the royal family of the Beast Realm, a Beast Emperor Spirit Fruit. "
This is a 'spirit fruit' that the supreme Lord Beast Emperor of our Beast Realm watered with his own blood.
Normally, only the princes and princesses would be able to obtain a few.
After eating it, your strength will increase by another level!
So this Sovereign Realm beastman won't participate. That gave me a fright.
With my current strength, fighting against a Sovereign, even if it's the weakest Sovereign, is beyond my ability. Qin Tian let out a long sigh.
Beast Emperor Spirit Fruit.
… Good stuff.
He looked at the expressions of the other nine slaves. They were drooling with red eyes.
A youth with a pair of wings on his back and a spiral horn on his head walked out. He looked no different from a human, but he definitely wasn't one.
The Winged Race of the ten thousand worlds.
The Winged Race was another flourishing world.
The strength of the Winged Race was determined by the number of wings on their back. "Some Winged Race members are born with two pairs of wings, while others have four pairs of wings. This won't change during cultivation. It's a kind of innate talent."
The most wings on one's back proved that the greater one's potential, the higher one's battle prowess would be within the same level.
For example, tens of thousands of years ago, the Winged Clan gave birth to an invincible figure who was born with ten pairs of wings.
Later on, he was given the title of "Ten-Winged Emperor". Now, he was one of the supreme experts of the "Winged Clan".
Hey.
The winged youth looked around and finally fixed his eyes on Qin Tian. He shouted, "It's not easy for you to survive until now. I know that you can survive the joint attack of the two giant slaves only because you are faster. But in front of the speed of my winged people, you can't run away."
Uh.
Qin Tian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He asked, "So you want to pick a soft persimmon?"
Whatever you say.
The Winged Race youth sneered.
"Huff."
Sand and pebbles flew, and the earth shook.
Crimson and black feathers that looked like a pair of steel-forged "wings" flapped behind the Wing Clan youth.
In an instant, the Wing Clan youth's speed increased explosively. He was so fast that the naked eye could not catch him. He arrived behind Qin Tian.
His speed was enough to dominate the ranks of the third step of the Five Decay of the Heavenly Man.
Ordinary cultivators of the third step of the Five Decay of the Heavenly Man would be caught off guard and unable to react.
"Rumble ~ ~"
Chu Feng's heart trembled. He did not underestimate the Winged Race youth.
With his cultivation of the ninety-ninth step of the Heaven Ascension Realm, he would be too stupid to lower his guard against a Winged Race youth of the third step of the Five Decay of the Heavenly Man.
To be able to survive from the "chaotic battle" until now, every single one of the "slaves" had been tempered thousands of times and possessed outstanding strength.
The mysterious and indescribable figure of the Sovereign Dharma Idol rose from the ground behind it.
One of the wings on the Winged Race youth's back struck the image of the Ruler's Aspect with a sharpness that could sever the universe.
Clang! Clang!
"Mn."
The Winged Race youth frowned. "Brat, your methods are truly strange."
However … my Winged Race's Wing Slash is not that easy to deal with.
In the myriad of worlds, every race had their own unique and unique way of attacking.
For example, the Winged Race. All of their Creation realm battle power was condensed on the wings on their backs.
This was somewhat similar to the most sacred and terrifying race in the myriad of worlds, the God Race.
The purest, most noble and unfathomable bloodline of the God Race was the Angel Divine Bloodline.
According to legend, the Winged Race was actually a branch of the Angel Race of the God Realm.
However, no one had ever verified this.
Firstly, the Winged Race does not wish to admit that they are only a branch of the God Realm's bloodline.
Secondly, the God Realm, which has always claimed to be the most supreme and mighty of the myriad of worlds, will also not admit that there is a branch of the Winged Race with a mixed bloodline. "
"Hah!"
With a loud shout, the Winged Race youth's scarlet-black steel wings shone brightly. They were sharp, domineering, and incomparably fierce.
"Kacha!"
"Kachacha!"
Under the ferocious Wing Slash of the Winged Race youth, the everlasting and mysterious Ruler's Celestial Body shuddered violently.
Even though there were no cracks, a portion of the damage had seeped through and was transferred to Qin Tian's body.
"Unparalleled Secret Ground, Word of Law! Suppress! Suppress! Suppress! "
Qin Tian turned around. His voice was authoritative. It was as though he was condemning the Winged Race youth, causing substantial damage.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The Winged Race youth felt as though a pair of gigantic hands had descended upon him, suppressing him.
His face was extremely terrible, "B * stard … what have you done?! You 'humans' like to study these fancy and endless demonic techniques. "
Pshew!
Seizing this opportunity, Qin Tian kicked out.
In a hurry, the Winged Race youth retracted his wings, making him look like an impenetrable wall.
'F * ck …!' Qin Tian retreated a distance instead. 'These wings of yours are pretty tough, eh?'
'Hmph.
Ignorant human. '
'The entire strength of the Winged Race lies within the Winged Race's wings.'
'Not only are these Winged Race's strongest killing weapon, they're also my most protective barrier!'
The Winged Race youth hollered out proudly. At the same time, he burst forth with all his might and broke free from the pressure of Word of Law.
'Hehe.'
'Why did I hear that the Winged Race is the lowest bloodline of the Winged Race?'
'Above that, there are Four Wings, Eight Wings, and even Ten Wings.'
Waving his hands, Qin Tian was all smiles.
'You …!'
The Winged Race youth was speechless. "That's right. Indeed, my Winged Race bloodline isn't all that good. Thankfully, my potential is decent, and I've entered Heaven's Blight Five. I thought that everything would be smooth sailing for me. Who knew that I would be captured by the Beast race and brought to this godforsaken place?"
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