"How could you... how could your domain be so strong!" The man in the Promise Sacred Land was shocked. His domain was soon suppressed by Gongsun Qingqing's domain. The sand soldier was extremely powerful. The man in the Promise Sacred Land was not affected at all in his domain.
The strength of the domain is not only related to the realm, but also related to the level of the domain, and Gongsun Qingqing’s realm and domain level are much stronger than the disciple of the Wuji Sacred Land. Therefore, the disciple of the Wuji Sacred Land is also much stronger. How can you be undefeated.
laugh!
Soon, Gongsun Qingqing’s sand soldiers raised their swords and slashed out, broke through the sea of fire, and slashed toward the disciple of the Promise Holy Land. Although the man burned his essence and blood, his strength was greatly improved. The gap between people is really too big, the man in the Promise Holy Land was terrified, and he didn't have time to react.
laugh!
Blood stained the sky, and the disciple of the Wuji Holy Land was cut in half by the sand soldiers, and instantly lost his life.
"Hmph, can someone like you be able to insult my master?" Gongsun Qingqing said with a cold snort.
Xueling Hongying and Gongsun Qingqing are undoubtedly the most suspicious of those who directly entered the top ten, but now, after they have shown their powerful strength, no one dares to challenge them for a while. As for others, then It is even more impossible for someone to directly challenge it.
"The challenge is over, and there are 22 people left. The draw will be held. The winner will go straight to the next round!" the middle-aged man from Shipwreck Island announced.
Next, a lottery ceremony was held. Fengkui, who got the number seven, he will compete with the person who drew the number seven with him at a glance. For this method, Fengkui has no idea how many times he has experienced. , Naturally no stranger.
"The one who draws number one at the same time will enter the center of the fighting arena first, and after the winners are divided, proceed in order, and then start the first match!" After the draw was over, the middle-aged man from Hayate Island announced.
Whizzing…
Two figures appeared at the same time. Both of them were drawn to the first lottery. They were a man from the Blood Spirit Holy Land and the Panlong Holy Land. The realm of the two was the triple peak of the creation realm.
"kill!"
The two did not know each other. After entering the martial arts arena, they did not even say hello, and directly killed each other. The man in the Promise Sacred Land had the element of gold, while the disciple of the Panlong Sacred Land had the element of gold. Human natal elements are existences with extremely strong offensive power.
The relationship between Panlong Sacred Land and Wuji Sacred Land itself is not harmonious. It is normal for many disciples to fight against each other for profit, and even fight for their own interests. Therefore, nowadays, there is no need to say more between the two, just fight. .
None of the people who can be called geniuses in the three holy sites are short-answer characters. The battle between the two is extremely fierce, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner or loser in a short period of time.
Finally, the two fought for a long time for two incense sticks. In the end, the disciple of Panlong Holy Land was even better. After paying a small price, he directly killed the disciple of Wuji Holy Land. Victory was achieved.
Gongsun Immortal had already prepared the alchemist and the best medicine. If he was injured in the fight, the wind island would do his best to treat it.
At the beginning of the second match, it was the disciples of the Wuji Sacred Land and the Blood Spirit Sacred Land, both of which were three-tiered cultivation bases. In the end, the two of them almost lost both. The disciple of the Wuji Sacred Land almost tried his best. It was a great price to defeat the opponent.
However, the disciple of the Promise Sacred Land was also seriously injured and had serious side effects on his body. Whether he can participate in the next round of competition is still a problem.
As time goes by, the battles have ended one after another. From these battles, it is not difficult to see that the strength of those disciples in Panlong Holy Land is relatively stronger than that of the other two Holy Lands. If the younger generation is stronger, then Can represent the power of the entire holy place.
"The sixth match is over, and the Promise Holy Land Wuji Hai wins!" After the sixth match, the middle-aged man on the island announced the result.
In the Wuji Sacred Land, everyone who can be named "Wuji" is a highly talented person, just like the "Blood Spirit" in the Blood Spirit Sacred Land, their surnames are given by the Holy Master of the Holy Land.
The situation of Panlong Holy Land is similar to that of the two great holy places. However, in Panlong Holy Land, there are not many people who can be named "Dugu" at all. Among the younger generation, apart from the holy son and the holy woman, they can Those who have this compound surname are not more than one hand index.
"Next, start the seventh match. Feng Zhongyi will fight Wu Tian in the Holy Land of Blood and Spirit!" The middle-aged man from Dust Wind Island announced the two sides of the seventh match.
Whoosh... Feng Kui and Wu Tian of the Blood Spirit Holy Land entered the center of the fighting arena at the same time.
"Your talent is very strong. However, this is a competition. The competition is not talent, but strength. I now give you a chance to kneel in front of me and then roll down. In this case, I can not kill you. How about "After Wu Tian of the Blood Spirit Holy Land came to power, he mocked Feng Kui. His realm is three levels of creation, higher than Feng Kui's two realms, so he naturally dared to be arrogant in front of Feng Kui.
"Haha, didn't Xue Ling Hongying tell you what happened on that island?" Feng Kui said with a curve at the corner of his mouth.
"What's the matter?" Wu Tiandao.
"It seems that she did not say it out for the sake of face, but it doesn't matter if you don't say it, I will tell you later." Feng Kui said lightly.
"Are you sure you want to fight me? In that case, maybe you don't even have the chance to surrender. Wouldn't it be great for you to roll down now?" Wu Tian said with a sarcasm. Fengkui has made the limelight in the first two levels. If he could humiliate Fengkui here, what a show would be? Rather than killing Fengkui, it would be better to insult Fengkui. That way, Fengkui can be embarrassed and his vanity can be fulfilled.
"Stop talking nonsense, let's do it." Feng Kui let out a long whistle, and instantly entered the Shenlong alien body state, his breath soaring.
Seeing Fengkui entering the state of Shenlong alien body, all the high-levels of the three holy places were surprised. Shenlong, this is the legendary emperor of the beasts. There are also some records on Panlong Continent, but no one has ever seen it. Many people think that it is a non-existent creature, but if it exists, according to the records in the ancient books, it will be a kind of existence that sweeps the world!
However, soon, many people have already communicated with each other. Perhaps Feng Kui is just a set of things that I don’t know who made it. There is a martial art about Shenlong. This martial art is not unavailable among the three holy places. Since Feng Kui possesses such a terrifying talent, there will definitely be an extremely powerful being standing behind. It is reasonable and reasonable for him to have this kind of martial arts, and it is not surprising.
The only people who don’t think so are the people in Panlong Holy Land. For some reason, their holy land seems to know more about the divine beast like Shenlong, especially after feeling the breath emanating from Feng Kui’s body, their eyes seem to be full of enthusiasm. .
"Is it really him?" said an elder on the side of Panlong Holy Land.
"Are you talking about that person in the legend?"
"Impossible! That is just a legend of our holy land, and it is no longer known how many tens of thousands of years have passed. This cannot be true."
"But the breath on him, don't you think it's special?"
"Well, yes, it feels very familiar, weird, why do people outside of our Holy Land have this kind of breath?"
All the high-levels on the side of Panlong Holy Land were full of curiosity about Fengkui, and this curiosity seemed to come from a certain legend in their holy land.
"kill!"
The two yelled at the same time and slew towards each other.
"Burning mad lion, kill me!" The man in the blood holy land performed his own natal element attack, and saw him blast out with a punch, the flames roared out, turned into three flame lions, and roared a few times. It's going to kill the wind.
Feng Kuisi was not afraid, and also used the element of fire. The giant dragon phantom opened its mouth and spit out, a flame with terrifying energy appeared, and instantly turned into three fire dragons, and slew towards the three lions. Above, no weaker than the three lions.
"The Will of Two Fires! How is this possible? He is only one level of creation, how can he have the Will of Two Fires!"
"If you can't be blind, then it's more than double, almost half of your foot is in the third!" Someone exclaimed.
"The first level of creation can cultivate one's own natal element will to the third level of half-step! What a talent this is!"
"Who is he! Is this a rhythm that is going against the sky?"
Around, many people were shocked. According to ordinary people, the realm of creation is one level. It is a process of perfecting the small world in the body. They are still exploring their own natal element will, and even the first natal element will is very good. It is difficult to master, only a very small number of people can grasp the power of the will of the natal element when they are about to break through to the second stage of the creation realm!
The vast majority of people are only able to master the will of the first natal element when they are in the second stage of creation!
As for Feng Kui, when he was in the first level of creation, he had already mastered his own natal element will to the third level in half a step! What a concept this is!
Rumble!
Fengkui's fire dragon collided with the flame lion played by the disciple of the Blood Spirit Holy Land. After a moment of fighting between the two, it exploded in time, turned into that violent energy, and swept all around!
After a burst of explosion, an unexpected scene appeared. Fengkui's fire dragon just exploded. The remaining two did not weaken in breath. After they roared twice, they once again moved towards the blood holy land. The disciple killed it!