Too Wild Swallowing Heaven

A golden fruit fell in front of Liu Wuxie.

"The Divine Evolution Fruit is an ancient divine object that has long been extinct. It is rumored that if the ancient gods want to comprehend the great Dao of the gods, the best shortcut is to swallow the Divine Evolution Fruit."

There are records about the Shenyan Dao Fruit in the Divine Pill Records.

He stretched out his hand to catch the Shenyan Dao Fruit. At the moment of touching it, Liu Wuxie felt thousands of Daos exploding in his body.

The Taihuang world absorbs too much power, thousands of worlds, all things in the heavens, and endless laws, each of which contains the great way of heaven and earth.

It is not so easy to integrate the great Dao, but the Shenyan Great Dao Fruit can integrate the great Daos of the heavens and turn them into Liu Wuxie's own great Dao.

If Liu Wuxie relied on himself to comprehend and integrate these great ways, he would never be able to reach the top of the great way, even in his entire life. .??.

No wonder the divine monument said before that there would be a mysterious reward after a hundred battles.

I just didn't expect that the reward would be so generous.

It can only be refined after the soul returns to the middle three realms and the Divine Fruit can be stored in the Taihuang World.

The divine monument did not disappear and was still floating in front of Liu Wuxie.

Win a hundred battles in a row and create a new record, and you will be rewarded with the Divine Dao Fruit. The mysterious reward has not been announced yet.

"What is the mysterious reward?"

Liu Wuxie asked towards the divine monument.

"Win a hundred battles to trigger a mysterious reward. Next, go to the seventh king-level arena. Defeat your opponent and you can choose to go to the secret realm."

The voice came from inside the sacred monument.

Liu Wuxie's eyes lit up, and a look of ecstasy flashed in his eyes.

"What secret realms are there?"

Liu Wuxie did not rush to make a choice, but asked the divine monument.

"The City of Abyss, the Ancient God and Demon Pavilion, the Mysterious Sea!"

A line of text appeared on the divine monument, with a total of three choices.

Once you step into the No. 7 King-level Arena, you will have no choice. No one knows where you will be teleported to.

The mysterious reward can lock in the place where Liu Wuxie is going in advance.

Liu Wuxie had never heard of the City of Abyss and the Mysterious Sea.

According to the description given by the man in black robe, the cultivators heading to the No. 7 king-level arena were all heading for the Taikoo God and Demon Pavilion.

"I choose the Ancient God and Demon Pavilion!"

Liu Wuxie chose to go to the Ancient God and Demon Pavilion without any hesitation.

"You have made your choice. I will now send you to the seventh king-level arena. If you lose to your opponent, you will not be allowed to set foot on the battlefield of the God Realm for three years."

The divine monument released a terrifying aura that wrapped up Liu Wuxie's body.

The powerful tearing force seemed to be able to tear Liu Wuxie's soul into pieces.

When Liu Wuxie reacted, he arrived at an ancient arena.

Unlike the Venerable-level arena, the King-level arena is larger in area, and the ground is not made of rock, but is forged from a special metal.

Even if the top gods fight each other, it won't affect them at all.

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What's even more terrifying is that the king-level arena is surrounded by restrictions, which means that there is no such thing as admitting defeat in the king-level arena, and the opponent can only be defeated by one's own ability.

The ground is covered with divine patterns, each one is lifelike, as if it has been passed down from ancient times to the present day.

"What an exquisite divine pattern. What kind of means are needed to create such a heaven-defying realm as the Divine Realm Battlefield?"

Liu Wuxie didn't dare to imagine it, at least at the God King level, he didn't have this ability.

The opponent did not show up yet, and Liu Wuxie stood quietly on the ring.

One day has passed!

Two days have passed!

Five days have passed!

The No. 7 king-level arena was still silent.

Those who can reach the realm of God King rarely improve their cultivation through challenges.

This also leads to the fact that every year only a handful of powerful God Kings go to the battlefield of the God's Realm to train.

"Eight days have passed, and no opponent has appeared yet?"

Liu Wuxie was getting a little impatient. Calculating by time, he had been in the Divine Realm battlefield for twelve days.

Another two days passed, and the restrictions around the No. 7 king-level arena suddenly flickered.

"Whoosh!"

A terrifying aura descended upon the King Level Arena No. 7.

"Finally, the opponent has arrived."

Liu Wuxie's heart finally settled down.

He looked towards the falling shadow. Although he was prepared, he still showed a hint of shock when he saw it with his own eyes.

That day, Tang He told him that the King-level Arena No. 7 was different from the other arenas. Those who set foot on this King-level Arena were all aliens, not humans.

The battlefield of the divine realm was created by human cultivators, and alien races cannot enter it at all.

Only the King-level Arena No. 7 is special. It is rumored that the teleportation array of the King-level Arena No. 7 was attacked by aliens in the past, leaving a rift in time and space, resulting in the human race having to start a hundred battles if they want to enter the King-level Arena No. 7.

"Golden Horn Clan!"

Liu Wuxie slowly uttered three words.

The alien race that fell down was none other than the Golden Horned Clan, which had been passed down from the ancient times and was older than the other alien races.

Most of the alien races have been passed down from ancient times.

The Golden Horned Tribe look like humans, but they have nothing to do with humans. Their facial features are 60% similar to those of humans, except that they have a single golden horn on their heads.

In addition, the physical body of the Golden Horned Clan is also the most powerful among the many alien races.

In ancient times, the bodies of many prehistoric beasts were not as strong as those of the Golden Horned Tribe.

According to ancient records, the Golden Horn Clan once unified the entire region and became the leader of all clans at a certain time.

“Hehehe… Is this the human world?”

The Golden Horn tribe stood up and looked around.

Although he entered it in the state of soul, he could vaguely feel that the soul strength of the Golden Horn Clan was several times stronger than that of humans.

After taking a look, the Golden Horn Clan looked at Liu Wuxie.

When the Golden Horn Clan saw Liu Wuxie's realm, a strange look appeared on their faces.

"Why are you so weak?"

The Golden Horn Clan member asked Liu Wuxie in confusion.

"Fight!"

After waiting for ten days, the opponent finally arrived and Liu Wuxie could no longer hold back.

"You are too weak. I just happen to be in need of a human slave. Why don't you be my slave?"

The Golden Horn Clan let out a sneering laugh and actually wanted to make Liu Wuxie his slave.

"Not interested in!"

Liu Wuxie shook his head.

After saying that, he summoned the Sword of God-Slaying!

Seven hundred divine swords appeared in the air and blocked the entire king-level arena.

"Interesting, you actually mastered the sword formation technique from the ancient times. Who taught it to you?"

The Sword Formation of the Gods has been lost for a long time. Looking across the entire three central regions, only a few people can recognize it.

The Golden Horn Clan recognized Liu Wuxie's Sword Formation of the Gods so quickly. It was inherited from ancient times, which was really not easy.

"I figured it out myself!"

As soon as Liu Wuxie finished speaking, the Sword Formation of the Gods attacked the Golden Horn Clan like a rain of swords.

"This little bit of power can't hurt me!"

The Golden Horned Tribe stood there, indifferent.

I saw an extremely strong beam of light released from above his head.

immediately!

"Chucky!"

Most of Liu Wuxie's God-Slaying Sword Formation was instantly defeated, and a large number of sword shadows were directly broken.

"What kind of power is this that can easily break my Sword Formation of the Gods!"

Liu Wuxie was shocked.

This is his last battle and he cannot afford to lose.

If they lose, not only will they not be able to obtain the Nine-Flower Jade Dew Grass, but they will also not be allowed to set foot on the battlefield of the Divine Realm within three years.

"You are too weak. If it were the ancient gods, this sword formation would be enough to sweep away everything. Our Golden Horn tribe was defeated by this sword formation back then. I didn't expect to encounter it again today. Could it be that he is not dead yet?"

The Golden Horn Clan seemed to be talking to themselves, but also seemed to be talking to Liu Wuxie.

After breaking the Sword Formation of the Gods, the Golden Horn Clan rushed forward with its sharp claws, grabbing towards Liu Wuxie in mid-air.

Liu Wuxie was unable to judge the cultivation level of the Golden Horn Clan at this moment, but they were very strong anyway, at least at the high-level God King level.

If he was outside, Liu Wuxie would have been dead without a burial place just from that blow.

After entering the Divine Realm battlefield, the strength of the Golden Horn Clan was suppressed by the laws of the Divine Realm battlefield, and they were unable to exert their strongest combat power.

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"Number one!"

Facing the attack from the Golden Horn Tribe, Liu Wuxie immediately summoned Number One.

Number One is most suitable for fighting in the Divine Realm battlefield, while the Golden Horn Clan is restricted by the rules of the Divine Realm battlefield and their strength is far inferior to that of the outside world. This also gives Liu Wuxie a glimmer of opportunity.

"Divine Puppet!"

The Golden Horned Clan let out a scream as if someone had stepped on their tail.

It is obvious that the Golden Horn Clan is very afraid of the Divine Puppet, otherwise they would not show such an expression.

All things in the world are interdependent and mutually exclusive, and the Divine Puppet has a natural suppression on the Golden Horn Clan.

Liu Wuxie also didn't expect that Number One could make the Golden Horn Clan lose their composure like this.

With one punch, the heaven and earth shook.

This is a king-level arena. Even at the level of a God King, it is difficult to shake the laws of heaven and earth here.

"Who are you? Since the battle hundreds of thousands of years ago, the Divine Puppet has long disappeared between heaven and earth. How did you get control of it? Are you from an ancient family?"

The Golden Horn tribe was not as calm as before, and there was a hint of fear in their voices.

"You are not qualified to know this!"

Liu Wuxie originally planned to use a strategy that would result in both sides suffering losses. Since the Divine Puppet could suppress the Golden Horn Clan, then the next step would be easy.

"Number One, you are responsible for suppressing the Golden Horn Tribe. I will have the Sword Formation of the Gods assist you, and the Second Spirit will wait for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack."

Liu Wuxie contacted No. 1 through his mental power.

Although No. 1 cannot think independently, he can still understand the general meaning.

The sword heart dormant in No. 1's body suddenly moved, and the God-Slaying Sword floating in the sky absorbed the power of the sword heart and released a powerful light.

In an instant!

The power of the Sword Formation of the Gods has increased by more than ten times.

"Is this the power of Kenshin?"

Liu Wuxie said with a look of horror.

If I could comprehend the sword heart, wouldn't I be able to conquer the world?

"It seems that we need to find a suitable longsword for No. 1 as soon as possible."

After Liu Wuxie absorbed the power of the sword heart, he formed seals with his hands and the Sword Formation of the Gods expanded again, this time evolving into fifteen hundred long swords.

There is still a long way to go before reaching ten thousand swords, but the power of one thousand and five white-handled swords is much stronger than the seven hundred swords just now.

"Your God Puppet is severely damaged, and its strength is less than one-tenth of that in the ancient times. It is not easy to defeat me."

The Golden Horn Clan has already noticed that the divine puppet sacrificed by Liu Wuxie was seriously damaged.

Otherwise, with the power of the divine puppet, he would not dare to challenge it.

"Although it's damaged, it's enough to deal with you!"

Liu Wuxie shouted loudly, and Number One rushed forward directly, using the physical strength of the divine puppet to suppress the Golden Horn Clan.

The Sword Formation of the Gods was activated, and a strange symbol appeared in the sky.

When the number of swords reached one thousand, the first ability of the Sword Formation of the Gods was finally activated, the Sword of the Blue Sky!

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