C1910 Situ Qiuzui (1/2)

If such a powerful being were to have a massacre in his heart, he could definitely be called the most terrifying demon.

Fortunately, they were respected by tens of thousands of people. They were the righteous ones in the Holy Dawn Palace!

To be able to obtain his approval so easily, it was definitely not easy. With such a sharp gaze, eagle eyes and violent strength, no one dared to approach him easily!

Once again, like the tides, the crowd madly attacked! Shua! In that moment, this gigantic Void Battlestage actually released this extremely strange and mysterious power from Dugu Kuangxiong's body. This power controlled at least a hundred thousand people's movements, because in that moment, everyone's movements actually slowed down, and the speed at which they were running at slowed down by half.

The lonely Martial Saint's palm was like it was filled with a huge suction force. As soon as it opened and closed, three out of a hundred thousand warriors were instantly divided into three parts. Once again, they were divided into that halo of light — a total of thirty thousand people.

In an instant, with his perception, he had already made a huge judgement on so many people. However, what was his standard? There were so many people, and 70,000 people had already been eliminated.

It was because Long Yan saw that there were also many younger Second Stage of Divine Martial Spirit warriors that were thrown out of the martial ground inexplicably, meaning they were eliminated. It seemed like this had a lot to do with Gudu Kuangxiong's mood as well.

But even so, who could change anything? With this person's powerful strength, even if he did not use any martial skills, he was like a battle god that blotted out the sun, furthermore, he had trained for over ten thousand years. Such a strong senior, Long Yan was extremely respectful of him!

A million people, 20 million people will participate, and it will be held once a year, with a time limit of two months, a total of twenty selections. These one million people, equated to only fifty thousand people being selected every single time, and there were already over thirty-seven thousand people who had succeeded in becoming the new generation of Heavenly Palace disciples. There were still over thirteen thousand people left.

The Holy Dawn Sect was indeed extraordinary. The powerful martial artists had all gathered here, in the south, south, and north. If you think you're an expert, you might as well come here and challenge the Martial Dao Sovereign.

That kind of understanding of martial arts, that many years of comprehension and training, he had already gone through hundreds of battles. Any random punch or kick had already been formed, surpassing any offensive combat skill.

Long Yan's martial soul had only been open for two hours, and had already been closed. In his mind, he had already comprehended a whole level, and even closing his eyes was just the constant swinging of a sword, which was extremely helpful.

This halo of light in the sky actually had a blue restriction. As long as warriors stepped into this restriction, they would all be the targets of the Lord Gudu Kuangxiong's attacks. Hence, no one would dare to step over this blue restriction without being prepared in their hearts.

Long Yan's mind quickly spun. Such a strong warrior, when he attacked, how could he possibly attract his attention?

”Ha ha-ha ha, it's great, it's great! Come, let's all attack together. You guys are already doing very well. Continue working hard!”

suddenly turned into a thirty meter tall giant, his hands on his waist as he stood there. All his attacks were useless against him, like an ant hitting the body of an elephant, causing him to not even frown.

That powerful energy, that surging sound, had formed into a current of air which caused Long Yan to deeply feel the ringing of his ears, and his body to tremble.