Peerless God Emperor

From the very beginning, his relationship with Qin Xuan had a strong goal, but as long as Qin Xuan had a thought that satisfied him, he would definitely not have that thought. It was a pity that Qin Xuan had not reached it, and if Qin Xuan were to stay, it would only stop him from moving forward.    

Qin Xuan looked deeply at Qiao Cheng, and only felt a little cold in his heart, after that he couldn't help but laugh, as though he was ridiculing himself.    

In the end, he was just a stranger that they met by chance. How could he guarantee that every time they met, he would be a soulmate that he could befriend. He was the one who was overthinking things.    

"I understand. Thank you for taking care of me earlier, Brother Qiao. I will take my leave now." Qin Xuan cupped his fists at Qiao Cheng, and then turned and left, not even glancing at the others.    

He was very clear about what those people were thinking in his heart. They must be extremely happy to see him leave.    

Seeing that Qin Xuan had completely ignored them, Zu Jun and the rest's expressions were extremely ashen, their eyes cold, this bastard relied on their protection to get here, and actually left like this, he was simply shameless!    

"A scum like this, his strength is extremely low. In this Fantasy Killing Field, he is like an ant. I'm afraid if he were to meet any one of them, he would be expelled!" Zu Jun laughed coldly, a look of contempt flashing across his eyes, as though he was extremely disdainful.    

"That's right, it's a pity about those three. If it wasn't for them protecting this ant, they wouldn't have been eliminated so early!" Zhai Chu agreed, his tone extremely cold.    

"He doesn't know anything about himself. If it wasn't for Brother Zu's offer, he probably would have continued to hold on. How shameless!" Mo Jiang said coldly.    

They previously thought that Qin Xuan and Qiao Cheng's relationship was not bad, and didn't say much. However, from what Qiao Cheng had just said, they realized that their relationship wasn't as good as they had imagined. Otherwise, Qiao Cheng wouldn't have allowed him to leave so easily.    

Since their relationship was just average, they didn't have to worry about anything else when they spoke. They just spoke out everything that had been hidden in their hearts for a long time.    

Qiao Cheng heard the conversation between Zu Jun and the others, but his expression did not change much. He said, "Alright, everyone be a bit careful, the pace of the battle will only increase later on.    

"If we lose that guy, we won't have to worry about our future. Entering the top ten won't be a problem!" Zu Jun said with incomparable confidence, as if he had already made up his mind.    

Qiao Cheng nodded and said: "Let's continue."    

After leaving Qiao Cheng's group, Qin Xuan was walking alone in a different space. Now that he was moving alone, he did not have to worry about anything anymore.    

At this time, he had released his soul power, sweeping out everything in a berserk manner, enveloping the surrounding area that was a few kilometers away.    

In fact, with the strength of Qin Xuan's soul, it could completely cover a wider area. But there was no need for that, he only needed to know the situation nearby and be able to react in time.    

In a moment, Qin Xuan's brows twitched, and his gaze turned towards a certain direction.    

Among them, there were three in Eighth Level of Origin Emperor Stage, one in Origin Emperor level 8 and two in Origin Emperor level 9.    

This kind of lineup could not be considered strong within the Fantasy Killing Field, and was even a little weak. After all, there were only two people at the ninth level of Origin Emperor.    

Qin Xuan's eyes revealed a pondering look. He was thinking about whether to fight or avoid it, and quickly came to a decision in his heart.    

He was only one person, so he had better try his best not to collide with others to conserve his stamina for later battles.    

After all, the Ninth Prince and Tenth Princess of the Six-winged Purple Golden Roc Clan had also entered the Fantasy Killing Field s. They were the sons of the Great Roc Sage, so their bloodlines must be extremely powerful, and their strength definitely shouldn't be compared to ordinary people of the Origin Emperor. It was even very likely that the people at the peak of the Emperor were not their match.    

There were still more than a hundred Fantasy Killing Field present, so it was not the best time to attack.    

Thinking up to here, Qin Xuan's eyes flashed with a strange light, as if he had a holy body, and a resplendent Spatial Light was released. His body gradually turned illusory, as if he had merged with the void.    

A moment after Qin Xuan disappeared, numerous powerful auras arrived at the place Qin Xuan was just at. There was a total of five people, and they were the five people Qin Xuan sensed just now.    

"Weird, I clearly felt someone was here just a moment ago. How did he suddenly disappear without a trace?" He obviously did not believe that his perception was wrong, but how could he explain it now?    

The other four people also revealed puzzled expressions. They had also felt that aura, but it had now disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.    

"It seems like that person must be proficient in some sort of secret technique. He must have sensed them coming this way beforehand and hid his presence before escaping." Another person at the ninth level of Origin Emperor said.    

Hearing these words, everyone nodded their heads, this explanation was the only plausible one.    

As expected, there were hidden dragons and crouching tigers within the Fantasy Killing Field. There were people who cultivated whatever kind of strength they had, and today, they had experienced it once again.    

Unknowingly, another two hours had passed, and more and more people had been eliminated from the Fantasy Killing Field.    

There were not even sixty people left of the Fantasy Killing Field now, and almost all of them had profound strength. Of course there was one exception, the Tenth Princess of the Six-winged Purple Golden Roc Clan, who was at the peak of the Seventh Level Origin Emperor Stage.    

As for the space within which Fantasy Killing Field could move, it became increasingly smaller. As long as the soul power was released, they could very quickly sense the existence of other people and it would be unrealistic for them to constantly dodge them.    

In the center of the Fantasy Killing Field s, there were six figures flying through the air, directly releasing their own auras, as if they had no scruples.    

The two people in the lead were Peng Jing and Peng Yuxuan.    

The four people behind them were all extremely strong, all of them at the ninth level of the Origin Emperor, and their cultivations were different as well. They stood behind Peng Jing and Peng Yuxuan, as though they were guardians.    

Although there were only six people here, they still exuded an incomparably powerful aura that crazily spread out in all directions, as though they weren't afraid of attracting the attention of others.    

This was because they were strong enough to ignore everything.    

At this moment, there were already many people secretly feeling the power of this group of people. They felt their hearts beating faster, if these people gathered together, it would be more than enough to sweep away all of the Fantasy Killing Field s, right?    

If they were to run into him, it could be said that there was no way for them to survive.    

However, the space of the Fantasy Killing Field was constantly changing. Even if they intentionally tried to avoid them, no one could guarantee where they would appear at the next moment.    

For example, a few people were extremely unlucky. They travelled through the void, and just as they walked out from it, they coincidentally bumped into these six people.    

At this moment, their expressions were as ugly as they could get. Why was their luck so bad?    

Peng Jing, Peng Yuxuan and the rest looked at the few people in front of them, revealing expressions of interest.    

To actually meet them in such a way, what a coincidence!    

"Young Master Peng, do you have the person you want here?" Beside Peng Jing, a rugged and burly youth had his arms crossed in front of his chest as he asked.    

Peng Jing indifferently swept a glance at the few people in front of him, and then, a trace of boredom flashed past his eyes, as he disdainfully said: "Too weak, not a single one remain, get them all out!"    

If anyone else said these words, they would definitely scoff at them. Four of them were at the ninth level of the Origin Emperor and the remaining three had reached the peak of the Eighth Level of Origin Emperor Stage. This kind of lineup could be said to be very powerful.    

But since it was said by Peng Jing, there was nothing wrong with it, it even made people feel that it was natural.    

What kind of person was Peng Jing? He was the son of a saint, the true pride of the heavens. His judgement was extremely high, and there were very few people who could enter his eyes.    

"Understood." The burly youth suddenly understood. He looked toward the other three and revealed an evil smile: "It's my turn. It's been a long time since I've fought, and even my bones have loosened."    

The three of them narrowed their eyes and looked at the seven people in front of them. Their eyes were filled with pity.    

If they were to be targeted by this fiend, they might really be traumatized.    

The air rumbled as the burly youth took a step forward. A muffled sound rang out in the air, as if thunder had exploded. At the same time, a formless power of vibration swept through the air, layer upon layer like waves as it turned into a terrifying force that surged towards the seven people in front of them.    

"Remember, I am Xiang Daolong!"    

The sturdy youth opened his mouth, and suddenly a terrifying sound wave burst out, as if it could penetrate through Endless Space and resound through the whole world.    

Even some spectators in the distance heard this incomparably violent voice. Their eardrums trembled and their blood boiled as if their bodies were being torn apart.    

Being in the middle of their attacks, the attacks the seven of them were receiving were naturally even more terrifying. The three Eighth Level of Origin Emperor Stage practitioners were bleeding from their eyes, noses, noses, mouths, and mouths.    

In the air, there was a sudden silence that made it impossible to hear a single sound.    

No matter whether it was the remaining four people at the ninth level of the Origin Emperor or the spectators from afar, all of them were shocked speechless by the scene in front of them.    

Using only one attack, he had instantly killed three people at the peak of Eighth Level of Origin Emperor Stage. How terrifying was that.    

What was even more shocking was that Xiang Daolong had only taken a single step from the start till now, and with a single shout, he actually erupted with such terrifying might. If he were to unleash his full strength, who would be able to stop him?    

An extremely terrifying thought flashed through the minds of some people. This person stood behind Peng Jing and Peng Yuxuan, faintly serving them while the other three did the same.    

If this Xiang Daolong is so powerful, then what about the other three people?    

It was extremely possible that his strength was equal to Xiang Daolong's.    

With four such strong people gathering by Peng Jing and Peng Yuxuan's side, each one of them could take charge of their own side. Adding the fact that they had the powerful fighting strength in their bodies, they would be able to easily obtain the top six positions. One could only ask, who among the Fantasy Killing Field s could contend against them?    

They would all be reduced to mere foils!