The ancient battlefield of the netherworld

BOOM! BOOM!

At this moment, a few terrifying auras filled the air, as deep as the ocean.

Everyone was shocked. They looked up and saw four figures above the countless stone peaks.

These four figures stood in four different directions.

Each figure was shining with a bright light, gold, red, or blue.

It was impossible to see his real body clearly, but his aura was simply too shocking.

"A King, it's a king!"

"The king has appeared. The entrance to the eastern nether ancient battlefield is about to open."

Someone shouted.

The tense atmosphere between Lu Ming and the rest and the geniuses of the thousand River region also eased.

Buzzzzzz! Buzzzzzz!

The four King tiers made their moves. One after another, dazzling beams of light shot out from their hands, entering the many stone peaks.

At this moment, countless stone peaks glowed, and countless runes flickered.