Prehistoric recovery: Just want to work hard but have to sign in the system

Chapter 235



Chapter 235

The five battlefields have been mobilized, and the ten avenues are shining brightly. It is necessary for Tianjiao who has reached this stage to make the avenues shine.

"Nanming Lihuo!" Flame burst out from Zhu Xiaoqi's mouth, and the entire small world battlefield was engulfed in flames.

"Don't you see that the water of the Tianhe River comes up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning." Liu Bai's voice came from the small world.

A river that runs through the entire small world falls from the void.

Water and fire have been incompatible since ancient times, with the howling of rivers and roaring flames, the small world is divided into sky blue and fiery red.

"Yangyang!" Zhu Xiaoqi screamed crisply, a sun appeared from the void, and the sky of the whole small world was completely filled with the sun.

The sun sets, with endless pressure and heat.

"In ancient times there was a great witch who stood up to the sky!" Liu Bai pushed towards the sky with one hand.

An indomitable figure appeared behind Liu Bai, with dark skin and a rough face, covered with animal skins, with a necklace made of monster teeth around his neck.

A wild breath radiated out, the great witch supported the sky with his right hand, and supported the sun with his hand.

If you observe the battlefield between Xuanyu and Jiang Buyu carefully, you will find that the audience in hell pays most attention to Jiang Buyu's battlefield.

"This Xuanyu really doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, and dares to say such things to Brother Jiang." A fairy from the ghost clan joked.

"We hell creatures don't interact much with mortal creatures. If he knows Brother Jiang's reputation, he probably doesn't even have the courage to fight against Brother Jiang!"

"In the realm of immortality, no one can be stronger than Brother Jiang."

The audience from Hell talked a lot, and they were full of confidence in Jiang Buyu.

They know how strong Jiang Buyu is, and the strength he has shown now is far from reaching Jiang Buyu's limit.

"The Heavenly Mountains crush the top." A group of Xuanyu blasted out, the Avenue of Gravity, the Avenue of Earth, and the Avenue of Suppression converged.

A Tianshan mountain that almost pierced the small world fell from the void, and Xiang Jiangbuyu suppressed it.

Jiang Buyu watched the Tianshan Mountain fall, without any movement, as if he had been frightened stupid.

Tianshan kept approaching, and came before Jiang Buyu.

It was only at this time that Jiang Buyu started to move, and he slowly raised his hands, supporting himself under the Tianshan Mountain.

Compared with the majestic Tianshan Mountains, Jiang Buyu's tiny body is really like an ant.

But it's this thin figure that firmly supports the majestic Tianshan Mountains. Its relaxed appearance is like supporting a small stone.

Jiang Buyu's eyes turned to Xuanyu, and he held Tianshan in his right hand and threw it towards Xuanyu. The movement was as casual as throwing a stone. Tianshan smashed through the void and smashed hard towards Xuanyu.

Xuanyu was affectionate and dignified, he asked himself that there was no way to catch his magical power so easily.

"Hiss." A Xuanwu with a width of hundreds of miles appeared in the small world. Facing the pressure brought by Jiang Buyu, he had to show his real body.

On the battlefield between Duchen and Qiongxie, the subduing magic pestle in Duchen's hand flew out of his hand, soared to a size of thousands of miles, and smashed towards Qiongjie.

Unlike Daleiyin Temple, which mainly relies on golden bodies to fight and Bodhi Temple, which mainly relies on Buddhism to fight, monks in King Kong Temple mainly rely on magic weapons in their hands to fight.

"Evil chains!" Yinfeng roared, ghosts howled, and two black chains as thick as mountains drilled out of the void, and blocked the subduing magic pestle.

The subduing magic pestle bloomed with golden light, fighting with two evil chains filled with black mist.

"Wind of death!" Wicked wings fanned wildly, and a black gust of wind swept towards Du Chen, carrying a strong breath of death.

"Go!" Du Chen threw out the rosary beads in his hand, there were six beads in total, each engraved with the words Om Mani Padme Hum.

The golden light of the rosary blooms, "Om Mani Padme Hum", just like ten thousand Buddhas are reciting the six-character mantra, and the whole small world is echoing the Buddha's voice.

The small world is filled with the golden light that can save all living beings, and the wind of death dissipates in the air under the golden light.

The battlefield between Xia Ziqi and Xue Luo, because of Xia Ziqi's sonorous and powerful words, the eyes of most of the mortal audience in the field are focused on this battlefield.

Today is different from the past, they want to know what kind of abilities Xia Ziqi, who dared to let go of his bold words, has, and whether he is worthy of what he said.

Xia Ziqi's performance neither disappointed them nor disappointed them.

What didn't disappoint was that Xia Ziqi was really strong, and he fought with blood all the way.

The disappointment is that I thought that the times have changed and I have a chance to turn around. Now it seems that the strong will always be strong, and will not become weak just because the world has changed.

That's right, looking at the more than one hundred Profound Immortal Lords sitting over the Three Sects, there are only a few of their own race, and they still have fantasies about their own race becoming the master, I really think too much.

"Sword of Dawn!" Xia Ziqi swung his sword, and the small world was plunged into darkness.

Everything was silent, the world fell into a mysterious silence, and a ray of light appeared from a distance.

The light spot moved extremely fast, and as the distance approached, the light spot turned into a ray of light, and then turned into a beam of light.

When the light came to Xue Luo, the light had already turned into a sword light that illuminated the whole world.

Every supernatural power of the disciples of Renjiao has a great understanding of life.

This Sword of Dawn is what Xia Ziqi realized when he saw countless human martyrs light up the way forward with their lives and lead the human race from darkness to light.

He wants to go back to the darkest age of the human race, and use the sword in his hand to bring light to the human race.

The supernatural powers of the disciples of the Renjiao are very distinctive, that is, each supernatural power carries a strong will.

Therefore, many enemies who died at the hands of the disciples of the Renjiao seemed to be physically intact, but because their wills had been wiped out, the enemies had already died spiritually.

With the sword light on his body, Xue Luo felt extremely uncomfortable as if his head was being pressed by a heavy object.

This is because his will was suppressed by the great will to bring light to the human race exuded by the sword light.

The Shura tribe is bloodthirsty, so every member of the Shura tribe is very cruel, and those who are not cruel are already dead.

But cruel people have a firmer will than ordinary people, but if they are compared with the heroes of Renjiao disciples who care about the world, worry about the world's worries first, and enjoy the world's joy later, they are Yinghuo and Haoyue difference.

Is it possible for a bully to study like a scholar for decades when a selfish person will never be able to match the will of an unselfish person?

Under the suppression of Xia Ziqi's great will, Xue Luo's cultivation was directly suppressed by [-]%.

Therefore, starting from Xia Ziqi's first sword, Xueluo retreated steadily under Xia Ziqi's sword.

Let him roar, let him roar, but it is of no avail, one after another sword light with majestic will descends, Xue Luo is already spurting blood all over his body at this time, it is extremely miserable.


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