infinite blood core

Chapter 968: Fifty steps to laugh a hundred steps

"Damn it, the Mixue Tower is actually hidden here!!" When the imperial spies arrived near Anqiu, the first thing they saw was Duolian's mage tower.

"Follow me, rush over!" Shengye Shield Guard sinking down, and a horse rushed at the forefront first.

Qicilang laughed and followed closely.

The imperial spies gritted their teeth, formed a battle formation, and charged in waves in an orderly manner.

The mage tower roared and erupted with spells that covered the sky and the earth, causing huge casualties to the empire in an instant.

But there was nothing he could do about the sanctuary-level shield guards.

Seeing the shield guard rushing over, Wu Lian quickly controlled the mage tower to take off.

"You guys rush in and I'll destroy it!" The shield guard chose to continue to struggle with the Mixue Tower.

He must do it.

The threat from the Mage Tower is too great. If left unchecked, the lives of others will be in danger.

When Du Lian was busy taking care of herself, Qicilang led the crowd and rushed to Anqiu in a mighty manner.

They started a fight with the duelists led by Long Meng!

Seven times Zhang Kuang: "Long Meng, you are here, your coward, you have fled! Hahaha."

Long Meng and Qici Lang clashed again and were defeated steadily.

In his haste, the Ice Sculpture King failed to fully cure him, and Long Meng's fighting spirit did not return to its peak state.

On the other hand, Qicilang took the initiative to seek death before taking action, and his combat power returned to its peak state.

Longmeng is no match for Qiujiro. Although Meilin, Gudong and Violent Gen are all very strong, the Imperial Secret Agent has more gold levels. Their two fists are hard to beat with four hands, but the defense line is astonishingly large and has no fortifications.

At the critical moment, reinforcements arrived.

"let me help you!"

"And I."

"I'm coming too!!"

"These bastards actually want to capture the holy land of Anqiu!"

He hid heads, snow dumplings, Qinghongyan, Yixu, Mi Fang, Devil's muscles, Zhugan, Yunzhong, and Dragon Man teenagers, all sent over to participate in the war.

Every Saint of the God of Duel is a strong person in the gold level.

Their reinforcements immediately changed the situation.

"Long Meng!" The dragon boy roared and fought back Qicilang.

He stood next to Long Meng.

Long Meng and him looked at each other and took action at the same time, attacking Qici Lang!

Shichiro fought against the two dragon men alone, and soon fell into a disadvantage. He was beaten with fists and feet until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

Long Meng and the young dragon man cooperated for the first time against the enemy, and their tacit understanding was amazing. On the one hand, it was because Long Meng taught most of the dragon boy's basic fighting skills, and the two were familiar with each other. On the other hand, the dragon boy and Long Meng were both first-class warrior geniuses, and they quickly captured the skills and secrets of the total.

Qicilang couldn't defeat the dragon-man team-up and was killed twice in a short period of time.

"Damn it!" Qicilang couldn't be arrogant anymore and felt a hint of fear.

At this time, the voice of the Thirteenth Prince reached his ears through the alchemy device: "The space layer has been deciphered. Don't resist, I will ask the Secret Sect Bishop to send you in now!"

Qicilang sneered at the dragon-human duo: "You can play by yourself, I won't accompany you."

After saying that, the space fluctuated and he disappeared directly.

The dragon boy and Long Meng looked at each other and saw each other's looks of surprise.

……

Dahan just dives deep.

He had been lurking near the Royal Capital for a long time, but his disguise ability was insufficient and he did not have the confidence to sneak into the Royal Capital without being discovered.

Now, there is a violent earthquake in the royal capital, and aquatic monsters and ice sculpture guards are fighting everywhere. Dahan was ecstatic and immediately seized this golden opportunity and successfully entered the royal capital.

Without stopping, he followed a crack in the ground and drilled directly in.

He dived deep all the way, from the surface ice layer, to the century-old ice layer, to the thousand-year ice layer.

Still unsatisfied, the Great Cold went straight to the ten-thousand-year-old ice layer.

"The Ten Thousand Years Divine Dragon Corpse, here I come!"

The best part of the Ten Thousand Years Glacier Lake is this.

"Stop, whoever is coming!!" An old voice came into Dahan's ears.

Then, the figure of the Royal Archmage slowly formed and appeared in front of Dahan.

"Da Han, retreat now. I'll pretend I've never seen you." The royal mage held a long-handled staff with a stern look.

Dahan laughed, with a look of disdain and ridicule on his face: "I am a pirate, and the treasure mountain is right in front of me, you advise me to retreat?!"

Without any hesitation, Dahan charged forward.

The two saint-level warriors started a battle deep in the ice lake.

The Necromancer hid in the darkness and watched the battle quietly, constantly analyzing in his mind: "The Ice Sculpture King has entered the Kingdom of Duel God. The Royal Archmage and Da Han are fighting, so the remaining Holy Domain level will be the White Dragon King. Oh, maybe And a thousand stars.”

The Necromancer kept investigating, but to no avail.

His patience was wearing thin quickly.

After a while, he decided not to wait.

He concealed his figure and secretly came to the space door.

"Is there still no one stopping me?" The Necromancer paused deliberately before stepping into the space door.

At the moment he entered the Duel God Kingdom, the royal master suddenly realized that he was furious: "Who?!"

"Why are you running?!" Dahan blocked the royal mage.

There is only one way before Dahan, which is to defeat the royal mage and then leave with the trophy of ten thousand-year dragon corpse. There was no way he would let the latter control the Ten Thousand Years Dragon Formation!

……

"Is this the inside of Anqiu?" Qicilang was sent in.

"Dueling Godhead!!!" He exclaimed, and at first glance he saw the seven-colored crystal-like Godhead in the center.

The god-level aura suppressed him and aroused endless greed and desire.

"It's unbelievable! The Ice Sculpture Kingdom's thousand-year plan has progressed so quickly, and it has already accumulated a complete duel godhead!"

Qicilang marveled in admiration, then quickly stepped towards the godhead. When he broke out of the darkness and gradually approached the godhead, his body was also illuminated by more colorful divine lights.

The divine light continued to accumulate, covering his body, bringing him resistance, but at the same time, part of it was integrated into his body.

"Who?!" The Ice Sculpture King, who was trapped halfway, suddenly turned sideways and locked Shichijiro tightly in an instant.

At this moment, Qicilang's body was also covered with thick divine light. The divine light forms a spherical halo, which is dazzling. It perfectly covers Nanajiro's physique and appearance.

Qicilang paused slightly, and at the same time he also discovered the Ice Sculpture King.

"You are...oh! The Ice Sculpture King." Nanjiro shouted.

This is not difficult to guess at all.

Before Qicilang took action, he learned that the Ice Sculpture King had entered Anqiu. But when he reached the top of the mountain, he didn't even see the king. Now I see someone inside Anqiu, who else could it be?

The Ice Sculpture King narrowed his eyes, and a huge feeling of disgust arose in his heart: "Such a tone...are you the seventh man?!"

"Hahaha, that's right." Qicilang laughed arrogantly, and then he easily surpassed the record of the Ice Sculpture King and continued to approach the duel godhood.

Seeing this scene, the King of Ice Sculpture was shocked by the physical and mental shock, and suffered an unprecedented blow: "Wait!"

"What's going on? You can actually surpass me?"

"You are obviously just a gold-level one!"

The ice sculpture king couldn't help roaring.

Seven Shilang saw the enemy so crazy and laughed. "Do you want to get the gods, don't you even know this?"

"Saint realm level has understood the law and already has the foundation of divinity. Of course the duel godhead will exclude you."

"On the contrary, if you are a gold-level person who has not yet entered the holy realm, he is like a blank piece of paper. There is no repulsion at all. Naturally, it will be easier to gain the favor of the godhead."

When the Ice Sculpture King heard this, his eyes widened.

Qicilang became even more arrogant. He was very happy to see the ice sculpture king deflated. As he walked quickly, he said sarcastically: "Oh my god, you are already at the holy realm level, and you still want to obtain the duel godhood? Go back to your castle and cry. Well, you’re definitely out of luck!”

The ice sculpture king was so angry that he gritted his teeth and tried his best to move forward.

No!

He couldn't move forward even a millimeter. The invisible pressure ahead was more majestic than the mountains and the sea.

"Did it just fail like this?"

"Watching people from the empire take away the godhead?"

"Damn, damn! Why don't the ancestors leave such a critical information? Why?!"

The ice sculpture king was so angry that he vomited blood.

But the next moment, a turning point occurred.

Qicilang was also blocked and could no longer get closer.

"Hahaha, you have reached your limit." The Ice Sculpture King laughed.

This time, Qicilang remained silent and began to twist his body, struggling hard, trying to move forward.

But his situation was the same as that of the Ice Sculpture King, and the situation was very embarrassing for a while.

"It shouldn't be. Obviously the order I received is that if the godhead is really complete, let me come directly to get the duel godhead."

"If I do not meet the conditions, the empire will never arrange this way."

While Qicilang was puzzled, he also didn't forget to fight back against the Ice Sculpture King: "What qualifications do you have to laugh at me? I only have 50 steps left to reach godhood, and you still have more than 100 steps left."

The Ice Sculpture King snorted coldly, remained silent for a moment, and then gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

The next moment, he twisted the alchemy device, disappeared from the place, and returned to the top of Anqiu Mountain.

The duelists are slaughtering Imperial spies.

In the distance and high in the sky, there is the entanglement between the Sanctuary Shield Guards and the Mixue Tower.

The ice sculpture king was in a bad mood. He glanced around and landed next to Long Meng.

Long Meng quickly saluted: "Your Majesty!"

The Ice Sculpture King stared at Long Meng with complicated eyes for a while, and then sighed: "Come with me."

He put his hand on Long Meng's shoulder, twisted the alchemy device, and teleported into Anqiu again.

He returned to the starting line, and Long Meng was standing beside him, looking around curiously.

"That is the Duel Godhead. Your task is to go over and get it." The Ice Sculpture King said concisely and concisely.

Long Meng was startled and quickly said that this was not a treasure he could touch.

The Ice Sculpture King shook his head and sighed: "I really want to get it, but unfortunately, I am no longer qualified."

"Instead of letting the godhood fall into the hands of the empire, I hope you can obtain it."

"Of all the duelists here, you are the most qualified. If you are not good enough, no one will be."

Long Meng followed the instructions of the Ice Sculpture King and approached the Duel Godhead.

The king followed behind.

Halfway through, the king stopped abruptly, and the record was exactly the same as before.

Long Meng walked further and looked back: "Your Majesty?"

The king looked very responsible and waved to him: "Go and get the godhead."

Qicilang's expression changed and he stared at Long Meng's light ball. He heard the voice: "Are you Long Meng?"

Then, he watched helplessly as Long Meng walked in the other direction, surpassing his record and only about 30 steps away from the godhead.

When the Ice Sculpture King saw that Long Meng could not move forward, he was extremely disappointed and his voice became hoarse: "If you can't do it, who else can?"

Qicilang exhaled a breath, put down his worries, and laughed loudly: "Long Meng, you lost to me. Your king also interfered in the sacred duel, which greatly violated the rules of the duel. Hahaha, so you have to Come into the favor of the Godhead."

Qicilang's murderous words successfully stung Long Meng.

Long Meng counterattacked, and his language was very sharp: "Who do you think you are? You are 50 steps away, what qualifications do you have to laugh at me?"

Shichijiro gritted his teeth, his face contorted with anger. But covered with a colorful ball of light, outsiders couldn't see any change in his expression.

Just then, a fourth competitor appeared.

(End of this chapter)