In the valley, silver lightning surged and Battle Qi crisscrossed. After the first Thunder Spirit Leaf was plucked, more and more warriors plucked Thunder Spirit Leaves.
However, every Thunder Spirit Leaf was stained with blood. They had all changed hands several times, and in the end, they were all obtained by the strongest martial artists. And in the valley, the strongest martial artist was a great martial artist of the Fifth Heaven of the Heavy Building Realm.
These people were all from the high-rank combat divisions and some powerful middle-rank combat divisions.
Tiantai Xuan, the Third Elder of the Bai Ze Combat Division, and a warrior of a high-rank combat division all had a Thunder Spirit Leaf in their hands. However, they didn't approach the Thunder Spirit Wood themselves. Instead, they snatched it from other warriors. They didn't suffer any loss, and they just sat there and reaped the benefits.
At this moment, Xiao Chen's expression was still very calm. He did not make a move. He was waiting!
Waiting for the appearance of the alien race!
Not only that, he believed that the Third Elder of the Baize Combat Division was also waiting. How could the real strength of a tribe that could establish itself in the Desolate Border Domain be simple? Xiao Chen believed that they also knew about the alien race. That Thunder Spirit Leaf was just a casual action. How could they not eat the meat that was already in their mouths?
Moreover, everyone also understood that no matter how fiercely the human race fought among themselves, if the alien race intervened, they would unite against the outsiders. Moreover, in the valley, the many forces that snatched the Thunder Spirit Leaf were also not in their eyes. At the moment, if they wanted to obtain the Thunder Calamity Spiritual Wood, the only obstacle was the unknown alien race!
Suddenly, a purple gold Thunder Spirit Leaf in the shape of a flood dragon was plucked from the Thunder Calamity Spiritual Wood by a warrior and fell in the direction of Xiao Chen.
"Quick, stop the Thunder Spirit Leaf!"
In an instant, six warriors changed their direction and rushed towards Xiao Chen. Then, Xiao Chen's eyes flashed. Without saying a word, he directly spread out his hands and the green-gold Battle Qi in his body surged. Like a vast ocean, it gushed out and drowned the six warriors who rushed towards him.
His hands flashed through the air like blue bolts of lightning. He didn't use any techniques, but he was able to nullify the attacks of these six martial artists. The scorching hot blood Qi pressed down on these six martial artists, making it hard for them to breathe.
Bang!
In an instant, a cultivator was sent flying. All the bones in his body crackled. It was unknown how many bones were broken. His entire body turned into a beam of light and crashed into an ancient mountain at the side.
In the next moment, another one of them was blasted flying. His shoulder was drenched in blood, and a piece of flesh had been sliced off. He grimaced in pain as he stared fixedly at the azure gold figure.
What!
Some of the martial artists raised their heads to look at Xiao Chen. They had originally wanted to rush up and snatch the Thunder Spirit Leaves, but their complexions suddenly changed, and their eyes were filled with shock. At this moment, they discovered that they didn't know who Xiao Chen was. Moreover, in this mountain valley, Xiao Chen was like an ordinary martial artist, but at this moment, they discovered that Xiao Chen's strength had shocked them.
"Who is this?!"
"He didn't use any moves. He only relied on his physical body to carry Battle Qi, yet he was able to render six martial artists defenseless. This person's strength is very strong. He's definitely not a nobody!"
"He's the patriarch of the Gu Yuan Tribe!"
Finally, someone exclaimed. This was a martial artist from the Fallen Dragon Territory's low-ranked combat division, and he had been taught a lesson by Xiao Chen.
Hearing this, some of the older generation martial artists' expressions suddenly became ugly. The reputation of Xiao Chen and the Gu Yuan Tribe had spread throughout the Desolate Border Region in the past few years, but most people had only heard of them and had never seen them in person. However, at this moment, it seemed that Xiao Chen was also a rising powerhouse of the younger generation.
Looking at his skeletal age, he was no more than thirty years old, and he was actually a young powerhouse not inferior to Tiantai Xuan. After a cycle of decades, new martial artists would rise, and their martial arts would advance by leaps and bounds, suppressing the older generation martial artists to the point where they couldn't even lift their heads.
Of course, there were some older and stronger martial artists who couldn't bear it. After all, the Thunder Spirit Leaf was also an extraordinary treasure. Xiao Chen's initial display of strength couldn't truly frighten them. After all, they had experienced the tempering of hundreds and thousands of years, and their martial arts hearts were firm. How could they be frightened by Xiao Chen's reputation?
The six martial artists who attacked Xiao Chen were all sent flying. The Thunder Spirit Leaf that was shaped like a flood dragon fell into Xiao Chen's hand. A purple-gold light flowed around it, and there was even a dragon's roar and tiger's roar. It was full of spirituality.
"Junior, hand over the Thunder Spirit Leaf!"
Finally, a middle-aged martial artist made a move. He held a golden rod in his hand, and golden flames floated on it. Wisps of golden flames intertwined with each other and shot towards Xiao Chen.
"Scarlet Flame Rod Technique!"
"The middle-rank Scarlet Flame Division, ranked seventh among the middle-rank combat divisions in the Desolate Border Domain."
Someone exclaimed. He didn't expect that the people of the Scarlet Flame Division would be drawn out. The patriarch of the Scarlet Flame Division was also a famous person in the Desolate Border. His cultivation was amazing. It was rumored that he had been promoted to the Fifth Heaven of the Heavenly Building Realm a few decades ago. His Scarlet Flame Rod Technique was superb, and it was enough to split mountains and stones.
Clang!
A loud sound rang out like a great bell, shaking the clouds. Even the many cultivators in the chaotic battle could not help but pause for a moment because of this loud sound.
Xiao Chen didn't move at all. The rod in the hands of the Scarlet Flame Patriarch was knocked away, and then his whole body was sent flying. He coughed up blood, and his face turned pale. He stared at Xiao Chen, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"Whoever makes a move, kill without mercy!"
After putting away the flood dragon shaped Thunder Spirit Leaf, Xiao Chen's eyes were sharp, like a divine sword piercing through the sky. His eyes shot out and swept across the surrounding martial artists.
"Humph!"
With a cold snort, his spiritual will surged out. For the many martial artists in the valley, it was absolutely a vast spiritual pressure. He, who had the spiritual will of the Venerable level, only released a small part of the power, and it suddenly made most of the martial artists unable to bear it.
At this moment, a total of six Thunder Spirit Leaves had been picked. In addition to the one in Xiao Chen's hand, the young patriarch of the Crystal Division, Tiantai Xuan of the Tiantai Division, the third elder of the Baize Marquis Division, and two other martial artists of the Fifth Heaven of the Heavenly Building Realm obtained it. Xiao Chen also knew one of them. It was Xuan Yue, the patriarch of the Xuan Qing Division, who fought with Xiao Chen.
Perhaps the actions of the many martial artists had angered the Thunder Tribulation Spiritual Tree. On the purple-gold tree body, there were dense golden lines, and the whole spiritual tree emitted a mysterious wave, rippling and constantly spreading to the depths of the sky.
At this moment, above the Thunder Tribulation Spiritual Tree, there were still silver snakes shining, and from time to time, there were silver dragons dancing in the cumulus clouds. The fluctuations of the spiritual tree spread to the depths of the cumulus clouds, and suddenly the thunder and lightning in the clouds became dozens of times more active.
"Not good!"
"Run!"
Rumble!
The silver danced wildly, and under the rolling thunder, it struck the martial artists below. Suddenly, there was a cry of distress, and the area thousands of feet around the spiritual tree suddenly turned into a vacuum zone.
Suddenly, Xiao Chen frowned and turned to look into the distance. In his perception, there was a rolling dark Qi gathering towards the valley.
What!
Finally, the third elder of the Baize Division, Tiantai Xuan, Tuo Jingtian, and some martial artists whose strength had reached the Fifth Heaven of the Heavenly Building Realm, reacted one after another.
There was a dark Qi emerging in the entire Wasteland, as if some evil had descended on the earth. But after a few breaths, everyone focused their eyes, because in their eyes, there were dozens of figures.
The Alien Race!
The figures of the Alien Race appeared in front of everyone's eyes, but it made everyone a little surprised. Did they really think that on the earth of the Mortal World, they could be unscrupulous!
"The nature of the Human Race is still so bad, they only know how to fight each other all day long. This vast land has been occupied by such a despicable race for so long, it is really unfair!"
"The lowly Human Race is just our blood food. Even in the ancient times, the ancestors of our races were already the most powerful beings in the world, comparable to the existence of gods. The Human Race has just risen, they are like ants, unwilling to be blood food, and actually turned against their masters, stealing the sky and occupying this Wasteland. It is really unforgivable!"
"Yes, in the Wasteland Era, the ancestors of our Blood Clan were already the most powerful gods in the Great Wilderness, and the ants of the Human Race have just begun to learn how to drill wood to make fire. Even if the ants turn over, they are still ants. Our Hundred Races will return to the Wasteland Ancestral Land with glory, and turn the lowly Human Race into blood food again!"
"The Hundred Races will return to the Great Wilderness, and restore the glory of the Antiquity Era!"
Everyone stared at the four figures of the Alien Race. These words came from the mouths of these four people: the Monster Race, the Wind Spirit Race, the Blood Clan, and the Ghost Race. The rest of the Alien Race were led by these four people.
At this moment, the appearance of these Alien Race in the valley made many people's hearts skip a beat. This was definitely not a good sign. Most of the forces of the Desolate Territory had come to fight for the Thunder Tribulation Spirit Tree, but the Alien Race had appeared in the Mortal World without any scruples.
Among them were the Alien Race that had descended from the Void Road, and there were also the Alien Race that had hidden in the dangerous Wasteland. The two of them had joined forces, so there must be some unknown conspiracy.
"Alien Race, the Mortal World is not a place you should come to!"
Finally, a human warrior couldn't help but shout coldly, looking at the Alien Race with an unfriendly gaze. These Alien Race gathered together, and the Ghost Qi filled the air, and the Monster Qi soared to the sky. It was almost stagnant, and covered most of the entire valley.
Puff!
A rain of blood exploded, and the human martial artist who had spoken disappeared from everyone's line of sight. Everyone was horrified.
What a fast speed!
In the blink of an eye, the figure of the Ghost Race disappeared, and when it reappeared, it was already next to the warrior. It easily pierced through the warrior's body, and blood and bones flew everywhere.
This kind of speed could be said to be an extreme under the Void Road. Even if it was compared to the Venerable Almighty, it was only a hair's breadth away. Moreover, it was so strange that it was frightening.
The rich Blood Qi didn't dissipate. Instead, it gathered into a fist-sized ball of blood, and was sucked into the mouth of the Ghost Race.
"The blood of the Human Race is really delicious!"
The Ghost Race's pupils were hollow, and a pale green flame danced in them. The Ghost Race stuck out its tongue, and gently licked the blood at the corner of its mouth.