Chapter 203: Battlefield opening

Seeing the emergence of the Tanggu thirteen emperor, many young and strong players in the field are pupils and miniatures. This is above the Western Africa, and the existence of one of the few juvenile arrogances will definitely be one of the big rivals of this trip, so many people are full of alert to him.
"Youth, we will meet again. At that time, I will make you willing to give me a guest." The thirteen emperors swept their sights, and soon fell to the place where the great people of Zhouzhou were, and smiled at Ye Zhongwei. .
"Three-eyed, you should never meet me inside! I just miss a three-eyed squat." Ye Zhongwen said, but also a blunt sentence to go back.
In an instant, the sights of the tens of thousands of shadows around the thirteen emperors were all on Ye Zhong. Behind them, Tang Gu defended the strong people they came, and he looked at the indifference of Ye Zhong and others. Obviously, as soon as the thirteen emperors make an order, they will take it out.
"Oh, such a hard bone, it is more interesting to conquer." But the thirteen emperors did not anger, but smiled, then waved, the figure first stepped on the fleshy ladder, and everyone behind it was also fast. Keep up, disappear quickly.
After the initial shock, the countless sights in the field quickly fell to the point where they were heavy on the side. Obviously, Ye Zhong was dare to confront the thirteen princes with great strength.
"Look at that robes, it seems to be the strongest from the Great Zhou Dynasty? I don't know which teenager arrogance in the big week, actually was seen by the thirteen princes of the soup valley!?"
"Twenty-three princes in Tanggu are born with spiritual eyes, and the people he looks at will never be bad!"
"It's not bad, what is it? A country's arrogance, it will be a vassal for others, it will be useless!"
In the air, whispers came out. Obviously no one is optimistic that Ye Zhong can fight against Tanggu’s thirteen princes. Although they don’t know who Ye Ye is, in their opinion, since the Tang Valley thirteen princes are interested Ye Zhong’s ending has long been doomed.
For these whispers, Ye Zhong is not much interested, he can't pull out those who chew the tongue.
"This Tanggu thirteen emperor, is the most troublesome opposite of this trip?" Ye shrugged his shoulders and whispered.
"Not only they, except for the relatively high-profile characters such as the Tanggu Thirteen Emperor, many ancient countries, Taikoo Lingshan passers-by, are now low-key hidden in the crowd, it is estimated that they do not want to be here In addition to the strength, those young strongmen from the Taoist and dynasty must not underestimate, and those who are still alive at this moment, and ready to enter the ancient battlefield, how many simple?" The whispered explanation explained, "The scene that happened at the moment is not much different from the legendary one, so after you enter, you should be randomly transmitted to a certain area of ​​the ancient battlefield. Although the ancient battlefield is called the battlefield, The area is vast, but it is a small world. When you go in, it’s best to be together, don’t distract, otherwise it’s extremely difficult to find the other person. If you meet the guys in the big week, I can cooperate and cooperate."
"Yes!"
No matter what the heart thinks, Wen Yan, Ye Zhong and others are still nodding one after another, and then the line of sight once again fell on the fleshy ladder.
After several generations of people took the lead, the forces of the various ethnic groups in the field finally couldn’t stand it anymore. Now they saw a group of figures gathered together, and then quickly flashed out, but it was a moment of effort, that is All of them rushed over the fleshy ladder, and the body shape quickly disappeared.
"Let's go." Seeing that nearly half of the people entered the field, Ye Zhong also nodded, and there was a fiery hot in his eyes. In the ancient battlefield, the legendary land, the Shura field, and the confrontation of the same-level powerhouses seem to be somewhat anticipated.
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"唰唰唰-"
In the midair, countless light and shadow flashed out, and quickly fell on the ancient altar, and then stepped on the fleshy ladder, the body shape flashed upwards like a streamer, and finally disappeared.
After someone opened his head, it was almost a bunch of incense time. At least half of the figure in the field had already set foot on the flesh-and-blood ladder and entered the battlefield of the ancients. Obviously no one is willing to fall behind at this moment.
And as more and more people entered, the color of the flesh-and-blood ladder began to dim.
"The time is almost up, if you don't go in, maybe the time limit for the fleshy ladder is coming!" Su old frowned, looked back at Ye Zhong and others, then saw him wave his hand, reiki, and drag The five figures fell quickly on the altar.
Things have developed to such a degree, and Ye Zhong and others have not continued to hesitate for a long time. At the moment when the figure fell to the ancient altar, a sinister cool air rose from the altar and spread all over the body.
Even so, after all the people looked at each other, they stepped out at the same time and stepped on the flesh and blood ladder.
"嗡-"
At the moment when the soles of the feet stepped on the flesh-and-blood ladder, this flesh-and-blood ladder was like a moment of life, and everyone was hovering upwards toward the swirl of the ink cloud in the air, almost instantaneously, the huge ink cloud suspension emerged. In the sight of the people.
The leaves looked up at the sky. From this point of view, the huge whirlpool of ink clouds is like an open mouth. It seems to be swallowing everything, and the extremely strange blood is also from the mouth. Vaguely flashing.
However, these feelings disappeared in a blink of an eye, and Hou Yezhong and others felt that the eyes were red at the same time, and the figure had been directly immersed in the huge whirlpool of ink clouds.
Along with the entry of Ye Zhong and others, some hidden ancient countries and Taikoo Lingshan descendants were all appearing in batches. Most of these people were covered in black robes, and their figures were concealed and rigorous. A quick step on the fleshy ladder.
Along with the passage of time, after the last batch of young strongmen entered the whirlpool of the ink cloud, they saw the towering flesh-and-blood ladder, and at some point began to appear a trace of cracks. The cracks squirmed like living creatures. Growing, it quickly rips the entire ladder.
The torn ladder finally turned into countless flesh and blood at this moment, and it was sprinkled over and over again. The rich taste was everywhere in the world. And the flesh and blood that fell, instantly like a fleshy marsh, ruins the ruins of the ancient city, and even the ancient altar is directly annihilated in the flesh and blood.
Above the sky, the hanging golden light column slowly shrank back. The ink cloud vortex was slowly shrinking at this moment, and finally disappeared. However, only the general ink cloud that enveloped the whole earth did not. Disappeared, as if the ancients existed in general!
"Humph--"
A cold voice suddenly came out in the air, and then I saw the flesh and blood swamp. Suddenly another huge figure directly tore the earth and suddenly grew up. The huge figure is covered with shackles. No one can see its appearance. It can only be vaguely guessed. Its body shape is as large as several thousand feet, and the golden hair on the body seems to indicate that he should be The big demon that had just been shot twice!
In the cold roar of the world, the figure went in the other direction, but for a moment, the figure was smashed into the mountains, as if it left the general, but the strong, the presence, It is clear at the moment that it will never leave like this.
At this moment, nearly a thousand figures floating above the fleshy marshes are basically the strongmen who are guarding the juniors in the forces of all parties, and are generally the level of the innate sect of the martial arts.
After the Great Demon left, many people looked up and stared at the sky.
"It's not quite right. According to the past records, although the flesh and blood ladder will collapse, it should not leave a slight bloody!"
"I don't know what the omen is?"
"Don't the emergence of this line of opportunity, but a storm on this western wasteland?"
Many powerful people frown and stare at the scene of eyes, and those who know each other are whispering.
"唰唰唰-"
A few figures flashed toward the place where Sue was, and they quickly fell to the side of Su's side. At this moment they looked at each other and their eyes flashed with anxiety.
"I am the master of the Ling Dan in this week, I was killed by the big demon." One of them was ugly and open, and this group of people was too close to the demon. Almost all of them were destroyed. These batches are the eyeliners left here by the National People’s Congress. I can’t think of this being almost uprooted.
"What!?" Wen Yan, Su Lao's face is also a change, the strong Zhou who is guarded in this week is killed, the news is a bit horrible, after all, that is the real strong.
"Leave two people here to watch with me, you are separated, the speed is back to the big week, at least you have to come to the big Zhou ancestor, I always feel that this ancient battlefield is open, things are not in our imagination. Simple." Su Lao sighed for a moment before he whispered.
"Yes!"
It is said that after the big Zhouqiangs have looked at each other, some people are leaving now.
Other Tailing Lingshan creatures, ancient powerhouses, dynasty strongmen, and Taoist descendants, many people are leaving at this moment. Obviously, what happened in this ancient battlefield is a bit unexpected. Many people must pass the news as soon as possible. return. A huge storm, as if at this moment, centered on this ancient battlefield, spread to all directions.