Time and space arena!

Time is different from the outside world. After playing for a while, Meow Meow was extremely bored and was sent back to the underworld by Yan Chuan.

Hongjun closed his eyes and sat on the floating platform, carefully manipulating the battlefield inside the three thousand bubbles.

But Yan Chuan also closed his eyes and felt it with his heart.

On the three thousand battlefields, there were two thousand internal ancestor immortals who had closed their eyes and comprehended them, but the other thousand internal battles were endless.

Yan Chuan's feelings are, not, to be precise, in the record.

Through a thought, it is transmitted to another clone.

Xianyang, Tiange.

Yintong Yanchuan is in seclusion.

Yintong Yanchuan's thoughts and ontology are different, but the two can establish a connection. As long as the ontology allows, they can pass on what they see.

There is darkness in the sky pavilion.

There were three thousand bubbles floating around Yanchuan.

Within the bubble, the ancestor immortals were fighting each other.

It's a complete replica of the space-time fighting arena.

But gradually, in Yintong Yanchuan's eyes, the things inside the bubble changed.

Whether it is the scenery inside the bubble or the ancestral immortal inside, under the silver pupils, they all become extremely subtle particles.

The arrangement of small particles is constantly changing. An ancestor immortal uses spells, and the arrangement of small particles is constantly changing. One of the groups has changed thousands of times, just like a new spell formed through this changing arrangement.

If ordinary people had already been confused, Yintong Yan Chuan recorded all of them and deduced the mystery of arrangement and change.

Three thousand bubbles, Yintong Yanchuan was deduced all of them.

More importantly, because of time asymmetry, these small particles change particularly quickly, but even so, Yintong Yanchuan was at ease-

In the space-time battle arena, this sitting lasts for a hundred years.

After a hundred years of battle, all the internal ancestral immortals have been greatly improved.

Especially the four of Dazhen's powerful generals, Bai Qi, Wang Jian, Meng Tian and Meng Yi, had the foundation of the first life, and made rapid progress under the continuous tempering and killing. Not long after, the ancestor immortals who fought against the four changed from one to one to ten, and even Bai Qi and thirty to one to one.

The biggest battlefield among them is the martial arts.

After a hundred years of battle, Wu Zi's strength reached the extreme, and even broke through once during this period. In Yan Chuan's eyes, he reached the twelve level of Ancestral Immortal.

"Teacher, it's OK, I want to fight everyone!" Wu Zhi defeated a group of ancestor immortals and said solemnly.

"call!"

Hongjun's eyes opened.

Within three thousand bubbles, the battle suddenly stopped.

Everyone paused slightly.

Standing in their own bubble world, look around curiously.

Hongjun waved his sleeves slightly.

"Buzz!"

All the bubbles trembled suddenly.

Then move closer to the center.

"Pooh!" "Pooh!"……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

A series of sounds came, and all the bubbles merged into one and turned into a huge bubble.

For a time, nearly four thousand ancestor immortals met for the first time. The scene was extremely spectacular.

All the ancestor immortals surrounded Wu Zi, and a sense of confusion flashed in their eyes. They didn't know what they were going to do in the space-time battle arena.

"Are you going to help Wu Zi break through?" Yan Chuan looked at Hongjun solemnly.

Hongjun nodded and said in a deep voice: "In the last battle, life and death are fate!"

"boom!"

The loud noise rang into everyone's ears.

The last battle? Life and death are based on fate? That is to say, the arena of time and space no longer cares about their own life and death? Many people's faces change, but more people have a look of arrogance.

In the past century, everyone's strength has been improved and they have already formed a sense of arrogance.

Wu Zhi looked at the four thousand ancestor immortals surrounding him and said with a gloomy face: "Everyone, now it is the last battle between me and you. If you don't do your best, you will die!"

"What?"

"joke!"

"Who do you think you are?"

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There was an uproar in the crowd. Although I knew that Wu Zhi was powerful, it was too arrogant.

One person fights four thousand people?

Yan Chuan made a move and all the ministers of Dazhen came back.

The minister of the Great Zhou Heavenly Court bowed slightly to Wu Zi, and his figure disappeared in a flash and he left the arena of time and space.

"You're afraid, you can get out now, otherwise you will have no chance next!" Wu Zhi said coldly.

Nearly four thousand ancestor immortals, many people frowned.

Then, people quickly retreated one after another.

The space-time arena is convenient, and you can easily exit as long as you want to.

In a blink of an eye, nearly a thousand ancestral immortals were gone, but there were still three thousand ancestral immortals who did not leave.

Some people want to fight and fight, but most people want to see the final battle.

"Feng!" Hongjun shouted softly.

"boom!"

The entire bubble suddenly increased by a point again.

"Not good, I can't get out!" An ancestor immortal's face changed.

"What?" the ancestor immortals shouted in surprise.

Hongjun sealed the entry and exit of the space-time fighting arena, leaving three thousand ancestor immortals, and they can no longer go out?

"Go all your strength, otherwise you will die!" Wu Qi's eyes turned cold and he swung the Tai Chi diagram in his hand.

"boom!"

In the Tai Chi diagram, two kinds of sword energy suddenly rushed out, one white and the other black, and shot straight away from a group of ancestral immortals.

"You dare!"

"court death!"

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The ancestral immortals shouted, but Wu Huo really dared to fight against the three thousand ancestral immortals alone.

"boom!"

Being under the influence of bi, the three thousand ancestor immortals took action with a bang.

"Die!" Wu Wei shook his body and his other hand suddenly poked out.

A golden dragon claw rushed straight to the three ancestor immortals.

"boom!"

The several ancestor immortals exploded and exploded.

The flesh and blood bloomed instantly, and all the ancestor immortals changed their faces.

"I said, if you don't do your best, you will die!" Wu Zhi said coldly.

"boom!"

Behind Wu Huo, a golden road rushed out. On the road, a dragon and a phoenix circled, and a fierce force poured into Wu Huo's body. A surging aura erupted from Wu Huo's body.

"boom!"
To be continued...