God level travel in history

Chapter 119 The Game Begins (Please recommend tickets!)
In the sky, master and apprentice Xiao Feng found a place on the right side of the Colorful Spirit Clan and settled down.

Facing the people of the Scourge Organization, the forces of all parties seemed to have consciously reached an agreement, and they were distributed in a semi-circular shape.

The force standing in the far east is Baili Mountain Villa. Among the four, Baili Qun is the leader, and Lai Hongguang, Zhuang Xinxu, and Fei Yuanri are behind.

On the west side of Baili Mountain Villa is the sanctuary. Among the five people in the sanctuary, Yun Yi and Han Yang are the leaders, and behind them are You Shang, Hei Bao, and an old man standing side by side.

It's just that Yun Yi is extremely weak at this moment, and with Han Yang's support, he is struggling to support his body.

On the west side of the Sanctuary group were Han Feng and Han Li from the City Lord's Mansion, and standing side by side with them were Zhu Yi, Long Aoyu, and Han Qin.

On the west side of the city lord's mansion is the yin and yang old man of the Anzhou auction house.

As for Yuan Gang and Ji Tianhe, they stood about tens of meters away from Yin Yang Su Lao.

To the west, there are Mo Bai and Mo Xue from the Colorful Spirit Clan, Xiao Feng's master and apprentice on the void carpet, and the old man from the Beast Taming Sect.

"Everyone, since you are all here, let's start the game with you!"

Not far away, Lei Ting glanced at the crowd, took steps in the void, and walked forward slowly.

With every step he took, there would be a wave of space ripples under the soles of his feet, and there would be thunder and lightning gushing out from the ripples from time to time.

As for the other members of the Scourge Organization, they followed closely behind Lei Ting, walking in the endless thunder and lightning.

Hearing the words in the other party's mouth, everyone was puzzled, and even Xiao Feng showed a playful smile at the corner of his mouth.

For a moment, everyone turned their attention to Lei Ting.

Obviously, they were very curious about what the other party was talking about and what the rules were.

"Everyone already knows that the purpose of our trip is for the colorful spiritual roots! However, you are unwilling to hand over the colorful spiritual roots!"

"Since this is the case, the deity can only adopt some effective methods to force you to hand over the colorful spiritual roots!"

As soon as the icy voice fell, the lightning around Lei Ting's body continued to grow bigger and brighter, and even the raindrops in the sky above the falling speed increased sharply.

"The rules of the game are very simple. This deity will kill you one by one until the colorful spiritual roots appear! If you kill all of you and the colorful spiritual roots do not appear, then this deity will let everyone in Anzhou City participate! "

After finishing speaking, Lei Ting's eyes narrowed, and a sinister laugh came from behind the golden mask, and at the same time there was a trace of cruelty in his eyes.

Hearing this, the expressions of the people not far away began to turn ugly. They didn't seem to expect that the rules of the game were so absurd.

They couldn't find the seven-colored spiritual roots, but their lives were the price!
"Aren't you afraid of being encircled and suppressed by all forces in the mainland for doing this?" Han Yang glanced at Lei Ting who was walking slowly, and his voice was cold.

"In order to get the seven-colored spiritual root, we can do whatever it takes! Even if the Lord God comes, he will definitely support my approach!"

After finishing speaking, Lei Ting sneered, waved his sleeves, and thunder and lightning flashed past.

All the people in the sanctuary, including Han Yang, looked solemn when they heard the Lord God that Lei Ting said.

In the Xuanhuang Continent, the strongest person on the surface is the Holy Lord of the Sanctuary and the Demon Lord of the Demon Temple.

However, the leader of the Scourge organization that has been lurking in the dark, God is even more mysterious, and there is very little news about her.

There have been rumors that the God of the Scourge organization has reached the peak of the Xuanhuang Continent and has successfully stepped into the realm of the Holy Emperor.

In terms of personal strength alone, he is not afraid of the Holy Lord of the Sanctuary, the Demon Lord of the Demon Palace.

"I think you all have understood the rules of this game, so let's start with you in order!"

After a long while, the voice of thunder sounded again, and at the same time, his eyes fell on the direction of the group of people in Baili Shanzhuang.

Facing Lei Ting's gaze, Bailiqun showed a serious look, and he had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

"Do you know the whereabouts of the colorful spiritual roots?" Lei Ting uttered, with a trace of murderous intent in his voice, he approached the group of people in Baili Villa.

After the voice fell, the three priests behind Bailiqun looked at each other, and then Lai Hongguang stepped forward and came to Bailiqun, facing the thunder not far away.

"We haven't seen the colorful spiritual root from the beginning to the end, it's not here at all!"

Hearing Lai Hongguang's answer, Lei Ting sneered, only to see that his figure was surrounded by endless thunder and lightning.

The next moment, amidst Lei Hai's rumble, it disappeared.

When his figure reappeared, it had already come diagonally above Lai Hongguang.

At this moment, Lei Ting's body was completely bathed in the sea of ​​thunder, and the terrifying breath was completely released, and the powerful coercion was completely locked on Lai Hongguang's body.

"Since there are no colorful spiritual roots, the game has already begun!"

When the majestic voice fell, Lai Hongguang's expression changed on the spot, and his face turned pale instantly. He could clearly feel an extremely ferocious aura pressing towards him in the endless sea of ​​thunder.

"you are the first!"

The cold and indifferent voice fell, only to see Lei Ting's sleeve robe waved, and the endless thunder and lightning around his body suddenly became violent.

In a moment, a terrifying flood dragon made of thunder and lightning rushed towards Lai Hongguang with a berserk aura.

Sensing the danger, Lai Hongguang frowned, and just as he was about to dodge to the side, a wave of light suddenly shot out from Lei Haizhong, which firmly fixed his body so that he could not move.

The next moment, the flood dragon made of thunder and lightning rapidly enlarged in Lai Hongguang's pupils, and then Lai Hongguang's face twitched continuously, and his complexion instantly turned black, like carbon.

As the terrifying energy of thunder and lightning rose steadily, Lai Hongguang kept uttering miserable screams until a loud noise came out.

When the sound fell, the place where Lai Hongguang was before turned into a sea of ​​thunder. As for his figure, under the previous explosion, it seemed to be wiped out.

Looking at the place where Lai Hongguang disappeared, Bailiqun looked gloomy, glaring coldly at Lei Ting diagonally above.

The same is true for the two priests behind him.

The three were very dissatisfied with Lei Ting's actions, but after a while, no one dared to jump out and attack each other.

All this is because their strength is too different from Lei Ting's, so they stepped forward in vain, only to die.

As for the other forces, the vast majority of people gasped, their eyes fell on the place where Lai Hongguang was before, and everyone looked terrified.

Glancing at Lei Hai and Baili Qun below, Lei Ting strode forward, several thunderbolts swirled around his body, and the void under his feet was even more hollow.

"The first round of the game, your Baili Villa is over!"

After all, Lei Ting looked indifferent, shifted his gaze to Han Yang and the others, and said coldly: "Now, it's your Sanctuary's turn!"

(End of this chapter)