C455 The Fight Began

"Puff!"

At this moment, a flying sword poured into the back of his head. A sound came from his forehead, and it directly pierced through his head. Immediately, bright red blood splashed out in all directions. The talented young man who had been overjoyed earlier had already turned into a cold corpse at this moment.

"How dare a fool like you enter the Quasi-emperor Tomb? Hehe!"

A young man with a cold expression sneered and retracted his flying sword. He took the youth's storage bag and put it away. He picked up the low rank weapon made of pure black iron. His eyes were full of excitement as he said to himself, "This place is actually filled with pure black iron to make flying sword. No wonder this is the Quasi-emperor Tomb."

Black iron was used to create treasures. Normally, very few people would extravagantly use black iron to create magic tools. Xuan Iron was divided into many grades according to the purity of the iron. The pure Xuan Iron was a high grade Xuan Iron that contained 80% of the iron. Not only was a flying sword forged from Darksteel extremely powerful, but it was also extremely tough and flexible.

Just as this young man was feeling pleased with himself.

"Roar!"

A black shadow suddenly jumped out from the pile of rubble. The next moment, it opened its bloody mouth and enlarged in the eyes of the young man.

"Puff!"

One of the young man's head was bitten off by the blood disc. Blood gushed out from the wound. The poor guy had just obtained the flying sword, but for some reason, he had lost his life!

The headless cold corpse fell to the ground.

The huge black shadow revealed its true form. It was a giant wolf with dark fur all over its body. It was six meters long and three meters tall. The fur on its body stood up like steel needles. It was shining with a cold light. Two sharp teeth, one meter long and covered in blood, were protruding from its mouth.

This scene was still playing out in many places. Giant black wolves jumped out from the strange rocks one after another. The strength of these giant wolves varied, but the weakest ones were comparable to Fifth Layer of Divine Dao True Stage Great Perfection warriors. The strongest among them was comparable to a Second Sky Profound Sea True Stage warrior.

In just a few breaths of time, all of this was seen by Wan Hao.

"As expected of the Sword Pool trial in Quasi-emperor Tomb. There are no tricks in this trial. We can only rely on strength to speak!"

Wan Hao sighed with emotion. He had experienced the trial in Secret Realm of Puppet Sect before. However, in the trial in Secret Realm of Puppet Sect, each gate had a corresponding method to break it. Currently, the Quasi-emperor Tomb was filled with incomparable reality and cruelty. There was only killing, killing all obstacles, and then entering the next domain with his supreme combat strength. He had to rely on his strength.

Sure enough, this Quasi-Emperor Liu Chengfeng was just like the legends. He was a battle maniac. Anyone who entered his tomb would have to fight their way in!

"Sou!"

Just as Wan Hao was sighing with emotion, he felt a wave of cold air coming from the back of his head.

In the blink of an eye, the Primitive Streamer suddenly emerged from Wan Hao's body. At the same time, one of the three major killing formations, the Twelve Heavenly Gods Evil Formation exploded out with sword energy and slashed out.

"Puff!"

The martial artist who thought that the sneak attack had succeeded was split in half, and fresh blood spilled out!

This martial artist probably never thought that the sneak attack he had planned for so long would be seen through in an instant, and he would be killed with a momentum that he could not resist at all.

Just who was this Taoist dressed in Daoist robes? How did he have the strength to be on the same level as the Holy Son descendants of many Holy Lands, sects, and sects? It was just that he already had no way of knowing all of this!

After the Quasi-emperor Tomb trial began, other than seeing the descendants of the holy lands' sects, the holy sons, saintess, all moved aside. As long as there was a chance to kill the martial artists of their sect, they basically wouldn't let it go. Because if he killed one more person, there would be one less competitor behind him. This was reality!

"The cruelty of martial arts is fully displayed here! No, the cruelty of others is cruelty to oneself!"

Wan Hao said in a soft voice. His figure suddenly disappeared in a flash.

Wan Hao did not plan to let go of the Profound Iron flying sword that was scattered all over the place. These were all low-grade treasures! If he took them out to auction, it would be a considerable amount of wealth!

As he flew, he saw the Profound Iron flying sword. Wan Hao opened the inner space of the Universe Myriad Transformation Talisman and stored it inside.

Many martial artists risked their lives to obtain a Profound Iron flying sword from someone else's hands. But the moment Wan Hao appeared, he used a powerful suction force to suck the Profound Iron flying sword away, making many martial artists very depressed.

Of course, Wan Hao's Taotie behavior was also targeted by everyone. They originally thought that Wan Hao would be a disciple of some large sect or major power, but when they saw the Daoist robe that Wan Hao was wearing, without any hesitation, they rushed forward to kill him.

However, every time, they didn't know that this was a rather foolish action.

Countless rays of light flashed as they faced Wan Hao's attack. Above Wan Hao's head, the Primitive Streamer's weapon spirit automatically protected him. At the same time, without Wan Hao's activation, the Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Formation engraved within the formation came crashing down. It came crushing down on this group of martial artists.

Di Jiang was furious. His fat body emitted a divine aura and crushed the few people in front of him into minced meat. Countless weapons were destroyed before they could even use them.

The weight of Di Jiang was really hard to imagine. Even the Black Iron flying sword with a very good quality could not withstand it and shattered bit by bit.

Behind him, Wan Hao's heart was bleeding as he looked at the broken pieces of metal on the ground.

"Next time, I can't let the Dijiang out no matter what. This bastard is too wasteful! These are all shining white spirit jade!" At this moment, Wan Hao's heart was filled with regret.

However, he never would have thought that after the Primitive Streamer merged with the Cosmic Stone and experienced the baptism of the heavenly tribulation, the power of Primitive Streamer could no longer be mentioned in the same breath.

The autonomous protection of the Primitive Streamer had shattered several Nine Heaven True Stage Fifth Layer warriors in front of it. Its power could be seen from this!

"Old Wang, wouldn't it be unfair for me to collect so many Profound Iron flying swords?" Wan Hao asked the Universe Myriad Transformation Talisman.

"Sincerity? You actually asked me if I'm sincere or not? If you're sincere, then... Then he wouldn't be called Wan Hao! Besides, these Profound Iron flying swords were all good stuff. Your Primitive Palace has just been established, and you need these treasures to increase the overall strength of your sect!" The Universe Myriad Transformation Talisman's voice rang in Wan Hao's ears.

Indeed, this was just a domain of the Quasi-emperor Tomb, and it possessed such a large number of Black Iron flying sword weapons. If this was the latter part of the story, Wan Hao's heart would be filled with excitement. The treasure of a quasi Emperor was far more than this. It was a treasure that could be found anywhere in the world when a Great Emperor was not born. How could the number one figure in the starry sky be imagined?

Thinking of this, Wan Hao was like a hot knife cutting through butter. He used the word 'Xing' to its extreme. Like a bolt of lightning, he rushed into the depths of the first domain, wanting to enter the other gates.