Zi... Zi... Zi...
The bright moon glowed one after another, chasing the black robe ancient Xiu on the opposite side, and kept attacking.
Bang... bang... bang...
Moonlight hit the rocky ground from time to time, stirring up gravel in the sky, and the ancient black robe evaded in embarrassment.
In the end, a beam of moonlight hits his chest directly, hitting the protective light curtain, faintly recessing a human shape.
"..."
"Another monster!"
Jin Hong feels disheartened.
Even a mad monk has such a terrifying combat power, the diamond world is really far behind the other two terms.
"Fortunately, I just have the purpose of coming to see it."
Lin Can and Yang Tiancheng looked at each other, both feeling a little relieved.
In the hands of Qin Feng, the two did not complain.
At least that is a strong competitor in the top four of the Meng Lan Bon Festival.
With Zhao Tiange's victory, each of the twelve arenas has its own master, and there is no one to challenge.
So far, the first stage of the Menglan Bon Festival is over, and the twelve Buddhas have their own masters.
They are Feng Wuhuang in the first ring, Bailan in the second ring, and Jin Qing in the third ring.
These three are the saint sons of the three major sects, so far no one has challenged them, and the specific combat power is unknown.
And above the fourth ring is Li Wang Yang Jian, a violent force, directly crushing the audience.
The Overlord of the Fifth Ring is full of domineering arrogance of others.
The swordsman Yan Qing of the sixth ring has light swordsmanship.
The knife in the seventh ring is violent and cold, cold and indifferent, and the knife is fierce.
In the eighth ring, the demon descending monk Taoxin, a pestle descending the devil, descending the dragon and subduing the tiger.
Qin Feng in the ninth ring.
Jin Chen in the tenth ring.
The soul-cutting sword Dongfang Po in the 11th arena is arrogant and savage.
Zhao Tiange in the twelfth ring.
Among them, Yang Jian, the king of power in the fourth arena, the cold wind of the sword in the seventh arena, and Daoxin, the monk of the eighth arena, all come from the fetal Tibetan realm.
Daoxin is an inner disciple of Lianhuazong, and Lengfeng is a lay disciple of Lianhuazong.
The fifth, sixth, and eleventh arena, Wangba, Yanqing, and Dongfang soul come from the Huiyuan Realm, and they are all ancient repairs hidden in the Huiyuan Realm.
The Menglan Bon Festival was jointly organized by the Three Realms, and the Diamond Realm, the Titzang Realm, and the Huiyuan Realm.
As for the Tizoan Realm and Huiyuan Realm, Qin Feng and Zhao Tiange went out in two accidents, and four of them entered the top twelve.
"Excluding the Human Race kid and the mad monk who mingled with him, there are four people in the Twelve Realm and Huiyuan Realm who have entered the top twelve and become the twelve Buddhist followers of the Buddha King, while there are only two in the Diamond Realm."
"It's really outrageous."
In the northern stands, the faces of the big men and seniors in the diamond world were extremely ugly.
"Don't be afraid, we still have Jinqing."
"As long as Jinqing can beat the group and win the first place, then what will the district conference Metaverse and Treasure World count."
"In this world, everyone will only remember the first, and who will remember the second."
"Yes, this is the reason."
At this moment, all the bigwigs and high-levels in the diamond world all put their expectations on Jin Qing.
"Congratulations."
Seeing that all the twelve arenas produced the masters, Mingde Runner King, who was high above the eastern stands, waved his hand, lightning and thunder on the sky, split a Buddhist gate, and shed endless golden light from the wonderland of Lingshan.
These golden rays of light fell on everyone.
Everyone only feels that his soul is transparent, and all his injuries are repaired visible to the naked eye.
"What a pure fairy power."
The golden light fell all over the sky, and Qin Feng only felt that the power of the fairy spirit in the golden light was at least ten times stronger than the lower level of the Buddha realm.
The power of this celestial spirit is comparable to the celestial power of Tiankeng made by the Tiankeng tribe.
But the Tiankeng created by the Tiankeng tribe is extremely unstable, and the power of the fairy spirit in these golden lights reveals a sense of harmony.
Sure enough, Lingshan Wonderland is really a good place for practice.
At this moment, Qin Feng inevitably thought of Lingshan Wonderland and his party.
With the help of these pure fairy spirits, Qin Feng is confident that he will break through the four heavens of the ancient gods and reach the fifth heavens of the ancient gods within ten years.
The voice of Mingde Wheel King fell, and the soft Buddha light supported Qin Feng and other twelve people to fall.
Immediately, on the grand square, the twelve arenas converged into one in the hands of the Mingde runner king, and then slowly rose, layered on top of each other, and finally turned into a round competition platform with a radius of ten miles.
When the competition stage was formed, the Mingde runner waved his hand, and a light golden transparent mask was dropped from the sky to cover the competition stage.
"Ranked battles are in no particular order. One point is earned for a win, and no points are counted for a loss."
"The ring has special rules, regardless of life or death, only winning or losing."
"Even if you die in the ring, you will be safe when you return to the ring."
"Even the injury will be as good as ever."
"This is the final ring."
Layers of Sanskrit speakers are all over the world.
"Regardless of life or death, only winning or losing!"
"Even if you die in the ring, you will be safe when you return to the outside of the ring?"
Hearing the words of Mingde Runner, the big men and high-level people in the stands all stunned their tongues.
"Well worthy of being the king of runners in the Wonderland of Lingshan."
At this moment, everyone was convinced.
And Qin Feng even vaguely felt the attention of the door from the cracked sky in the sky.
"Is the great power of Lingshan Wonderland paying attention to this competition?"
Qin Feng did not know this.
"Ranked battle!"
Zhao Tiange smiled bitterly.
Among the twelve, he was a bit self-aware, and his strength was the lowest.
The ranking battle is the fairest game. The level of strength is clear and clear, and there is no possibility of advancing because of a win.
"what's happenin?"
Qin Feng stabbed Zhao Tiange on the shoulder, "Think I am out of play?"
"It's not true, it's just a bit depressing. I was also ranked twelve anyway, and I was able to worship under the Buddha King and become the twelve Buddhist followers under the Buddha Throne.
"It just occurred to the thought that if the Buddha King uses this ranking in the future, I will call them seniors, which is just a bit uncomfortable.
"My mad monk will trample them under their feet in the future."
Zhao Tiange said brazenly.
"..."
Qin Feng was speechless, but was moved by Zhao Tiange's self-confidence, "Ambitious."
In the end, Qin Feng patted Zhao Tiange on the shoulder as encouragement.
After the Mingde runner announced the rules, twelve golden lights were sprinkled from the eastern stands, and they fell into the hands of twelve people including Qin Feng.
"This is a test light charm, and two light charms will light up every time."
"The two people with the light symbol enter the competition stage."
"Do you understand everything?"
Mingde Zhulun Wang glanced gently across the crowd.
Qin Feng keenly felt that Mingde Zhuan Wang's gaze fell on Feng Wuhuang's body and paused.
"The reason why Feng Wuhuang was in the first ring?"
Qin Feng didn't think much.
As Mingde Zhulunwang's voice fell, two of the twelve light symbols lit up.