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In Xianyi District, the central martial arts arena, the noise is deafening. As soon as you enter the arena, you can feel the resonance of the rolling sound waves, and the hairs on your body will stand on end. A heat wave blowing against the face made the cheeks flush and the forehead sweat.
This place is guarded by a clean magic circle, and the temperature is constant and pleasant. At this time, it was ignited by the enthusiasm of millions of spectators, as if burning with flames, and people couldn't help but melt into it, laughing loudly and shouting with the people around them.
Even if the players in the competition haven't played at all, the atmosphere on the field has already become lively.
Because Qunxian Grand Competition does not require tickets to enter the arena, good seats are first-come, first-served, so many people came here long in advance to wait—anyway, for monks who are accustomed to retreat and have a long lifespan, they have to wait for three to five days It's nothing. At this time, the main race is about to start, and the boring waiting for the past few days seems to be worthwhile
It was noisy for an hour, and the atmosphere in the auditorium only increased. Many people who came later couldn't find a seat and would rather stand, but they couldn't stand after standing. Some of them with higher cultivation level wanted to open caves with the Mustard Seed Sumeru Dimension Technique, but they were ejected by the magic circle in the martial arts arena as soon as they started, and returned angrily. But some clever ones came up with a way - to directly use the transfiguration technique to turn themselves into things like flies and mosquitoes, and suddenly felt that the inner space was really vast.
Of course, although this kind of small trick can solve the problem, it is really useless. As monks, most of you are respectable people, most of them can't bear to be so vicious to themselves, so they can only look at the ocean and sigh.
When people were showing their abilities, finally, a few people walked on the empty rostrum. It immediately attracted the attention of countless people.
Those are the top leaders of Ten Thousand Immortals League, Hetu, Kuqin, Chasing Sun, Tianlun...
Feng Yin didn't attend, because he was going to play after a while, so there was no need to walk around the rostrum again. Except for the heads of the four sects, the other high-level officials followed closely behind. Among this group of people, Wang Lu's figure was particularly eye-catching.
With the Golden Core Realm, among the many True Monarch monks, Wang Lu is really a wonderful flower in the contemporary Kyushu Continent, but this strange flower is extremely popular. When people show up, they will be a little bigger.
Wang Lu waved to the crowd very readily, especially his eyes stayed on the hot girls for a while, and then saw that Wang Wu was about to walk over, so he sat down with peace of mind and looked at the audience without squinting.
At the same time, people finally came to the venue, attracting the audience's attention.
It was the peak Huashen who appeared in this competition. There were ten people including the main selection and the substitutes, led by Feng Yin, and slowly entered the stage.
And just when the audience was about to welcome them into the arena with the warmest applause and cheer them on, a sound like thunder suddenly exploded in the auditorium
"The League of Ten Thousand Immortals is boundless, unifying the Three Realms"
"Fengyin Daoist is invincible and mighty in the universe"
"General Fengtian's miraculous skills are equal to the sky, and he is invincible"
"Fairy Lingyin has great supernatural powers, and her power shakes all immortals"
The shouts made millions of spectators outside the competition field change their colors: What the hell is this
From Daoist Fengyin to Daoist Bone who is on the bench, everyone has a thunderous slogan, just saying it in a low voice can make people tremble, not to mention being shouted out by more than a few people in all directions, It was like a hundred claws scratching the heart, and the blood flowed backwards all over the body.
But at a time when everyone's life was worse than death, the voice of encouragement became louder and louder, shaking the whole place trembling slightly, and people's hearts were even more turbulent. After a while, the audience began to leave the auditorium, first a little bit, and then a landslide and tsunami, as if a dam collapsed, a large number of audiences fled out of the auditorium, leaving a lot of seats vacant.
And many high-ranking people on the rostrum also seemed extremely unnatural. After communicating with each other, they turned their attention to Wang Lu. Obviously this was Wang Lu's handwriting.
Wang Lu looked a little proud: "What do you think, elders? This is the specially hired cheerleader for this team battle. Isn't it very powerful and powerful?"
The red-robed patriarch who was close to Wang Lu coughed, took a look and immediately vacated one-fifth of the auditorium, and asked Wang Lu, "Where did you find these strange flowers?"
Wang Lu said excitedly: "There is a place called Xingxiu Sea, I wonder if you have heard of it? Although the monks there are mediocre, they are really good at blowing. When I went, the contemporary head performed for me. If the ancestor needs it, I can⊥they write a paragraph for you."
The red-robed patriarch waved his hands again and again: "Don't do it, I can't afford to lose my old face."
"It's a pity, I have already asked them to prepare lyrics for Zhenjun Hetu and Zhenjun Kuqin,"
The monks of Shengjing Xianmen and Junhuangshan were obviously uncomfortable when they heard this, but fortunately, the head of the city was deep enough and could still hold his breath.
And just as Wang Lu and the red-robed patriarch were talking, the cheerleaders of Xingxiuhai finally started to die down.
Because the people on the opposite side also began to enter the arena, no matter how much the people from Xingxiu Sea could brag about, they wouldn't be able to blow it up to the other side, so they all sat back to their original positions to rest.
However, before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, the monks of Xingxiuhai took out various pills for throat maintenance. The colorful medicine bottles were really beautiful. After a while, there was another pot of pear ice soup, which was amber in color and pleasantly sweet. The monks drank soup while taking medicine, and started to maintain their throats comfortably. These cultivators have no other specialties except reaching the peak in this crooked way. At this time, in order to recharge their energy for the next competition, they showed extremely strong professional qualities. Purify the air, move out a pot of Miao Dew point flower branches, filled with a mist of water. As soon as the people around smelled it, their throats felt clear and cold, and they were indescribably comfortable.
Xingxiu Sea is a remote corner of the Kyushu Continent, and the monks here are often regarded as natives. The strongest of the sect is also the Yuanying cultivation base, and it is still a weak Yuanying, 4, and it is really unworthy of the stage. Today, they were specially invited by Wang Lu to shine under the attention of all the people. These monks were highly excited and gearing up, grunting from their throats from time to time, which made the audience who sat close couldn't help being terrified.
Not long after, the competition officially started, and the monks in Xingxiu Sea raised their troops for a thousand days and used them for a short time, showing the results of their maintenance to the fullest
"Fengyin is a real person, domineering and invincible"
For this match, the Ten Thousand Immortals League did everything they could. Everyone knew that the odds of winning were slim, so anything that could increase the odds of winning, even if it seemed absurd, people would still do it to the extreme.
For example, the cheerleaders from Xingxiu Sea, the mysterious small porcelain vase contributed by Kunlun Xianshan before the game, the warm and cheerful Luding team provided by the Yinyang Sect, and the exotic food warmly offered by Xiyi friends with dragon blood—according to Wang According to Lu, if you lose the game, you have to eat all you can eat exotic delicacies...
At the same time, the League of Ten Thousand Immortals was even more prepared to make heavy sacrifices—although Wang Lu had communicated with Xuan Mo in advance, theoretically there should be no heavy casualties, but the battlefield is changing rapidly, who can guarantee that there will be no accidents? So at the beginning of the game, the eyes of countless monks in the auditorium gathered on the field, praying nervously for the people on the field.
In people's expectations, the following situations may happen: the Ten Thousand Immortals League team, which is lagging behind in individual strength and teamwork, is easily crushed by the Earth Immortals, and Wang Lu's battle plan is also difficult to recover. Or when the strength fell behind, the monks struggled to support them, and finally relied on an unexpected point to turn the tables at a critical moment and win the victory in a dangerous way, or they used the tyrannical strength of Master Fengyin, Keep wandering, looking for opportunities to stir up the rhythm, and finally win the battle.
But no matter what the possibility is, Ten Thousand Immortals will face a very difficult situation, after all, the gap in strength is obvious.
However, an hour later, the audience was almost silent. People looked at everything that happened in the martial arts arena in disbelief, their tongues gaped, and their hearts were full of waves, but the feeling was indescribable.
In the martial arts arena, five monks stepped on the Xinghe Sword Formation, their opponents were pinned in the corner of the stone forest and could not move. There were only three of the five opponents left, and they formed a three-talented formation with each other, struggling left and right under the berserk attack.
This situation, in fact, perfectly met the initial expectations of many people. Due to the difference in strength, one or two people were instantly killed by the early fire, and the remaining three tried their best to protect themselves, lingering on their last days, and then lost miserably after persisting for a cup of tea.
It's just that no one expected that it was not the team of the Ten Thousand Immortals League that was suppressed in the corner, but the ancient Earth Immortals.
Suanxian, Xuanmo, Baize... were overwhelmed by the torrential spells, and from time to time had to deal with Fengyin's elusive star sword. The scene was miserable.
And not far in front of the three of them, lay the corpses of Xueroutu and Qianhuantongzi divided into two.
A dead body is a real dead body, a dead body that cannot be resurrected. Even if the earth immortal has great supernatural powers, he will die eventually, and after death, he will be a corpse, which is the scene in front of him.
Xueroutu and Qianhuan Boy, these two are also well-known figures in the Earth Immortal camp. Qianhuan Boy once fought Wang Wu in a battle. Although he lost, he showed his astonishing accomplishments in illusion. In the battle between Xueroutu and Zhu Shiyao, even though he was beaten into a panic by the shocking sword, he still managed to win by a narrow margin. These two are undoubtedly strong among the Earth Immortals, and even the most optimistic people would not predict their death before the start of the match.
But that's how they died. Less than half an hour after the start of the battle, the lonely Xueroutu was successfully attacked by Feng Yin. The star sword went around the human skin apron and went straight to the vital point, nailing Xueroutu's primordial spirit. Xueroutu escaped with serious injuries. He wanted to keep his hand, but General Fengtian, who was born in Junhuang Mountain, showed no mercy, chopped off with one axe, and then the flesh and blood slaughtered to the point of death.
At that time, when General Fengtian found that Xueroutu was really dead in two and could not be revived, he was very surprised and touched his head with bloody hands: "Why can't this son of a bitch be beaten so hard?"
After the flesh and blood massacre, Master Fengyin did the same thing, and severely wounded Qianhuan Boy. This earth fairy with perfect illusions, for some reason, showed a flaw in the magic array of body protection. He was also nailed to the soul, and then General Fengtian After finishing the work with an axe, he finally looked at the two corpses in a puzzled way: "Did they do it on purpose?"
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