High Martial Arts: Starting from the Strongest Junior High Student

A ray of sunlight pierces through the sea of ​​clouds and bursts forth from the human continent!

A second before he stepped out of the human realm, boundless dark clouds gathered in the sky above the Central Plains Imperial City, and a huge demonic shadow flickered amidst lightning and thunder!

Their coordinates are directly above the Tower of Babel!

Commander Yang Yan of the Imperial Guards rose from the ground, holding a flaming spear, and stood beneath the sky. He swept the spear horizontally, igniting the dark clouds and creating a real fiery cloud, which confronted the dark clouds above and below.

The man looked up, his powerful voice booming through the clouds!

"Anyone who crosses the line shall die!"

Followed by.

Barefoot and dressed in red, she gracefully raised her head, ascending to the heavens step by step. A bewitching red light emanated from her slender fingers, and blood-red flowers bloomed in her palms, which she then cast into the horizon, transforming into a sea of ​​blood that blotted out the sky, filling the area that the sea of ​​fire could not cover.

Before the gates of the human armory, the imposing giant Yu Kuan raised his head, his rough hands clenched tightly, his broad shoulder bones creaking. Then he opened his eyes, his pupils instantly turning black, and an extremely dark madness surged into the sky, directly crossing the sea of ​​fire and blood, forming a heaven-reaching Dharma image, staring at the shadow of the demon!

Long Yichuan glanced at Long Tai and said, "Aren't you going to join the fun?"

Long Tai nodded, transformed into a golden light and soared into the sky, finally standing beside Yang Yan with his hands behind his back, looking up and smiling.

At the same time, an aura similar to Long Tai's rose from the Central Continent Guard Bureau. It was Director Long Xuan, who stood beside Long Tai.

Then, from the sky above, two streams of light, one blue and one gold, crashed down.

Lan is the Marshal of the Sky Great Wall, the Sixteenth Member of the Human Race Congress, He Wuxie.

Jin is the deputy commander of the Great Wall, the fourth martial god of the Long family, and the Dragon Master.

The two arrived at the battlefield.

Yang Yan was in the center, with Long Tai on his left, and a red-clad figure arriving slowly from the left. On his right was He Wuxie, and on the right was Long Shang. Behind them was Yu Kuan's dark dharma image.

In a single encounter, six martial gods!

Furthermore, among those who are well-known in the public eye, there are five others who have not yet made a move.

Long Yichuan, Qin Nianzhen, clan leader Zhong Zemin, Dean of the Martial Saint Academy, and the Empress!

In other words, there are at least eleven Martial Gods guarding the Tower of Babel in the human royal city!

Standing in the middle, Yang Yan, carrying a gun, frowned and said, "Why all the noise and no action?"

"To fight or not to fight?"

There was no reply from the sky.

He pulled out a pack of cigarettes with a bored expression, tossed two to each side, and then lit one for himself!

Unexpectedly, there was a traitor among the human race!

Long Yichuan gathered his qi and transformed into a rushing form, taking advantage of the chaos to enter the Tower of Babel, ascending to the 600th floor and arriving at the secret chamber where Long Yang was imprisoned!

He stood outside the door, ready to break it down by force, but unexpectedly, the automatic door scanned his face.

Long Yichuan's expression changed slightly, but what he didn't expect was that the Tower of Babel didn't sound an alarm. On the contrary, the identity verification was successful and the automatic door opened.

He hadn't returned here for 150 years, but his identity information hadn't been deleted, so he still had the right to freely enter and exit the Tower of Babel.

But time was limited, and he didn't have time to think much before rushing in to personally rescue Longyang.

Longyang's body was impaled with hundreds of steel needles and bound to the center of the prison. He was emaciated and barely breathing.

He heard footsteps, looked up, and a glimmer of light immediately appeared in his tired eyes.

"Big...Big Brother?"

Long Yichuan floated in the air, needing no wheelchair. With his cultivation level, flying was no problem for him. He said calmly, "After you leave, leave the human race and wait for me to contact you."

"Brother!" Longyang said, trembling, "No, it's not worth it!"

But Long Yichuan didn't waste any words with him. He quickly turned off all the restrictions on Long Yang and then carried him on his shoulder.

Turn around!

Long Yichuan's body trembled, and his eyes changed slightly!

A woman stood quietly outside the door, looking at him with a disappointed expression.

"Yichuan, do you know what crime it is to break someone out of prison here?"

Long Yichuan lowered his head and said in a childlike tone, "Just pretend you didn't see it."

"mom."

The Empress's eyelids trembled at the sound of "Mom," and she said, "You can't talk to your father like that anymore."

"Okay, okay." Long Yichuan nodded perfunctorily and led the people out.

The Empress turned to watch his departing figure, then lowered her head and let out a long sigh, her face full of sorrow.

But Long Yichuan suddenly stopped and turned around, saying, "Mom, don't worry, I will definitely give everyone an explanation in the end, and I won't make things difficult for you."

"What are you going to do?" the Empress asked.

Long Yichuan did not respond, but walked away with his head down.

"Remember to discuss this with me!" the Empress said anxiously.

But she still didn't get an answer.

Two opposing forces are locked in a standoff above the human realm!

The demon race, the monster race, and even the sea monster race are all thinking about seizing the tower!

Once all the monsters sealed inside this tower are released, the strength of the three races will surge, and the human race will have more than 600 enemies at the Martial Emperor level or above. Although it is unknown whether the strength of this group will drop too much, even if it drops drastically, they will still be Martial Emperors and Martial Gods.

But they weren't absolutely certain.

How many War Gods are there among the human race now?

There are already more than a dozen openly known individuals, and there are definitely more hidden ones.

How many people do we need to send?

The Demon God's Palace and the Demon King's Palace were at an impasse. Some wanted to fight, while others were afraid of dying. Even those who wanted to fight lost their will to fight when they saw that others didn't want to go.

Everything happened too fast and too suddenly.

The demon and monster races, which were not united at all, were in complete disarray and were unable to mobilize a sufficient number of powerful individuals in the short term!

Unless Li Yu is truly tied down!

Everyone is waiting.

look in.

Let's see just how capable this emperor really is!

……

In a corner of the world, at the top of a huge island, in the royal palace of the Gao Clan Kingdom.

Bai Lin's true form suddenly opened its eyes, leaned back on the throne and took a long breath. Then, thinking about everything that had just happened, it took another long, deep breath, and the fear in its heart was relieved by a third.

temperature.

That was all he had just felt.

At temperatures of tens of millions of degrees, even a body with a blood energy value of 100,000 would be instantly melted.

He finally understood why modern demon gods were so afraid of this name.

Because he has transcended the realm of karmic obstacles and reached a forbidden level, only if his king were to die and be resurrected could he be defeated.

Luckily, I had many clones; otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to escape.

Thinking of this, he raised his right hand fingers, and a wisp of white mist rose up, forming a face, which turned out to be Long Xiangnian.

His face was contorted in pain as he let out a desperate wail.

Bai Lin leaned back leisurely on the throne and said sarcastically, "Your Emperor seems to care a lot about your life."

"Unfortunately, he can never save you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Lin gently pinched his fingers together.