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At this time, Yan Qing's whole body was covered in blood, but his aura was extremely hot. There were countless long purple-black flame swords floating above his head. Each sword was like a flaming abyss, trying to bury people's heads.

"Lu Ren, do you want to admit defeat or die?"

Yan Qing shouted.

Suddenly, Ji Ruyou looked extremely ugly and said loudly: "Lu Ren, give in quickly!"

At this time, Yan Qing's aura was too strong, and even ordinary warriors at the third level of the Yuan Zun Realm might not be able to resist it.

"Admit defeat?"

Lu Ren chuckled and said, "There is no such thing as admitting defeat in my life!"

"Then go to hell!"

Yan Qing waved his sword, and the flaming swords rushed towards Lu Ren like a torrent.

"Three thousand world!"

Lu Ren's eyes turned cold, and the void above his head fluctuated, turning into a sword from the outside world. Each sword from the outside world conveyed the ultimate power of the small world. Under the horrified eyes of everyone, he faced that sword. A flaming sword.

Immediately!

Two astonishing torrents of long swords collided together, and the long swords collided crazily. Huge fluctuations occurred in the void, and the sound of broken long swords continued to resound.

But the number of flaming swords activated by Yan Qing was simply not comparable to Three Thousand Worlds.

In just a few breaths, Three Thousand Worlds instantly disintegrated Yan Qing's attack and continued to rush towards Yan Qing.

"not good!"

When the leader of the Yanhu Clan saw this scene, his expression suddenly changed, and he jumped up and rushed in front of Yan Qing.

However, it was too late.

Nearly half of the Heavenly Swords continued to blast towards Yan Qing. Each Heavenly Sword contained the power of a small world. Three Thousand Worlds is the power of Three Thousand Worlds.

Yan Qing was seriously injured to begin with, but when the sword from outside the world pierced his body, it was like tiny worlds hitting him.

Ah!

Yan Qing screamed and fell to the ground, turning into a puddle of mud without any breath.

The geniuses on the Qianlong List of the Western Zhou Dynasty were all shocked.

Yan Qing, a genius ranked [-] on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, was actually killed on the battlefield, in front of the leader of the Yanhu Clan.

This result was beyond everyone's expectation.

"Qing'er!"

The leader of the Yanhu clan roared angrily, waved his hand, and slapped Lu Ren on the head.

However, before the palm fell, it was broken by the referee on the side.

"Yan Zhu, you should know the rules of competing for a spot in the Netherworld Secret Realm better than I do. On the battlefield, life and death are more peaceful. There is no one to blame!"

The referee said lightly.

Yan Zou's face darkened, he withdrew his attack, and said coldly: "Lu Ren, if you dare to kill my son, the Netherworld Secret Realm will be your burial place!"

This referee was not an ordinary person, but a member of the Netherworld Martial Emperor. He was responsible for presiding over the Netherworld Secret Realm. Lu Ren's killing of his son was within the rules.

"I'm afraid you don't have the ability!"

Lu Ren smiled and didn't care.

Killing Yan Qing was not what he wanted. Once the Three Thousand Worlds were unleashed, they could not be taken back. In the collision just now, the death of the immortal Yan Qing was his death!

"The Nine Spirit Tribe has successfully kept its quota. Next, I will issue tokens to enter the Netherworld Secret Realm. With the token, you can enter the Netherworld Secret Realm!"

The referee announced.

Many people's faces showed excitement.

Especially some of the geniuses on the Qianlong List, they come from the eight major states, and the purpose of coming here is for the Netherworld Secret Realm.

Only the children of the thirty-six clans can enter this secret realm.

Once they enter, they will be able to get a huge improvement, allowing them to hit the next Hidden Dragon List!

"Now, according to the number of places, from most to least, come up and get the token!"

"Buried Sword Sect, ten places!"

The referee said loudly.

Immediately, the ten people from Burial Sword Sect went up and took the token from the referee's hand.

"Netherworld Divine Cult, ten places!"

"Nine Spirit Clan, ten places!"

...

Next, the referee began to issue tokens one by one, and soon all the [-] places were distributed.

"Okay, you can refining the token with your blood. Even if the token is snatched away, it will be useless!"

the referee said.

Immediately, everyone started dripping blood to refine the token.

"Seven days later, the Netherworld Secret Realm will open. See you in the west of the Netherworld Mountains!"

After the referee finished speaking, he took the lead and left in a resolute manner.

"Lu Ren, please don't run away from the Netherworld Secret Realm!"

Yan Zhu stared at Lu Ren, threatened him, and left with his son's body and the other two Qianlong List geniuses.

Thirty-six clan forces left one after another.

Lu Ren also followed Ji Ruyou back to the Jiuling Clan.

The Jiuling Tribe was surprised when they learned that Lu Ren helped the Nine Spirit Tribe get ten places. They didn't expect that Lu Ren was so strong that he could help them get ten places.

"Lu Ren, if you kill Yan Qing, I'm afraid that guy Yan Zhu will join forces with the Buried Sword Sect people to attack you together. If you really want to enter the Netherworld Secret Realm, I'm afraid it will be very dangerous!"

Ji Ruyou said worriedly.

"Don't worry, they can't do anything to me!"

Lu Ren looked disdainful.

Those geniuses on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, those who were at the third level of the Yuan Zun Realm, really wanted to take action against him. When forced to do so, he activated the Great Tomb Swallowing Heaven Technique, which was enough to suppress them all with the power of [-] Great Tombs. .

"Why don't you attack the Yuanzun realm?"

Ji Ruyou asked curiously.

Lu Ren has reached the eighth level of Heavenly Sword Power, and the small world has also reached its ultimate level. As long as he retreats for a while and merges the small world with the Yuan Dan, once the integration is successful, he can immediately reach the Yuan Zun realm.

In another seven days, with Lu Ren's talent, he might be able to reach the Yuanzun realm through a wave of seclusion.

"Aunt You, I have my own plans, so don't worry about me!"

Lu Ren said lightly.

He can attack Yuan Zun at any time, but he must awaken all the martial arts intentions of the other seven attributes before attacking.

He can use the nine attributes of martial arts intention, but he cannot live without it.

...

A handsome and majestic mountain peak, the peaks rise from the ground like long swords. The peaks are lush and green, and the aura is as rich as mist, floating in the sky, like a fairyland.

Palaces are located on the mountain peaks.

In one of the attics.

Suddenly, spiritual energy gathered crazily and headed towards the attic seat.

After a while, a powerful aura came out from the attic.

"Hahahaha!"

A wild laughter came out, and then a young figure flew out from inside and landed on the mountain peak.

Immediately, a dozen young men in their thirties also flew over. Feeling the breath of youth, their faces showed admiration.

"Congratulations, young sect master, for finally breaking through to the third level of Yuan Zun Realm!"

"The young sect master is really powerful. He has cultivated the Golden Sword Power to the third level so quickly and successfully broke through the third level of the Yuan Zun Realm. This trip to the Netherworld Secret Realm is bound to happen!"

"With the Western genius invited by the sect master, plus the young sect master, who else can compete with our Burial Sword Sect?"

Many disciples looked proud.

"Nan Ting, I didn't expect you to break through to the third level of the Yuan Zun Realm before the Netherworld Secret Realm!"

At this time, Xiang Rong flew over.

"Meet Father!"

Xiang Nanting slightly arched his hands.

"Nan Ting, the leader of Netherworld came to see me in private before. What happened between you and Lin Qingwei?"

Xiang Rong said calmly.

"Father, do you know everything?"

Xiang Nanting's face became a little unnatural. He thought that Lin Qingwei would stick to this matter. After all, it was a matter of his innocence. However, he did not expect that Lin Qingwei would actually tell the Nether Cult Leader.

"what happened?"

Xiang Rong asked coldly.