In Thunder City, many monks went straight to the Thunder Sect, Feng Yi and Wang Chen talked and laughed, and about three hours passed, Feng Yi saw the location of the Thunder Sect. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

I have to say that the Thunder Sect is really too rich, not to mention the luxurious hall of the Thunder Sect, let's just say that the ladder they welcome guests is worth a lot of money, and it is very spectacular.

From the foot of the mountain all the way up, straight to the height of a hundred zhang, the ladder is dozens of zhang wide, dozens of miles long, all are made of white jade spirit stone, although the white jade spirit stone is inferior to the lower grade spirit stone, but so much, such a huge white jade spirit stone is worth a lot.

Feng Yi and Wang Chen walked on it, and a stream of aura came straight to their faces, living in such a place, even if they didn't cultivate, their cultivation would slowly increase.

When they came to the end, they saw the three of them carrying the divine sword, standing there handsome and dashing with their hands behind their backs, although they were smiling, they could see the disdain for loose cultivation in the eyes of the three people.

Three others were there to greet them, put them in a martial arts arena, and gave them a number plate.

Feng Yi frowned slightly, glanced at the three of them, and found that these three people were all cultivating in the Yang Reality Realm, and their strength was not bad, but seeing their stinky fart, Feng Yi was very uncomfortable.

"Everyone, listen up, those who make trouble in my Thunder Sect will not be forgiven."

Finally, one of the three of them shouted at the entering cultivators, obviously warning these cultivators not to make trouble in other people's fields, otherwise there is only one end, and that is death.

"Brother Wang, do you know who the three of them are, why are they such stinky farts."

Feng Yi frowned and sent a message to Wang Chen.

"Brother Feng doesn't know, these three people are the most powerful three people in the generation of the Thunder Sect, Feng Leizi, Storm Thunder Zi, Ran Leizi, all three of them are cultivators of the Yang Reality Realm, one of them is in the late stage of the Yang Reality Realm, and the remaining two are in the middle of the Yang Reality Realm, but Brother Feng Don't be fooled by their appearance, their actual combat power is not their opponent even if it is an ordinary Yang Reality Realm Great Perfection."

Feng Yi nodded and didn't ask again, because they had already entered Dabi's field, and there were still people coming behind them one after another.

After a few hours, millions of people entered the Dabi field, but there were only three places, so this battle was definitely a life-and-death struggle.

"Fellow Daoists, one of the three sons of the thunder, the third in line, the nickname Wind Thunder, this big competition is hosted by the three of our brothers, I hope you will come up with real skills, after all, there are only three places.

Now I'll talk about the rules of Dabi, as long as the monk wins three games in a row, he will be automatically teleported out of the ring, and each battle only has half a pillar of incense time, and all the outdated ones are eliminated.

There are a total of thirty rings here, and the rings are blessed, as long as they do not exceed the cultivation of the Heavenly Mandate Realm, they will not be destroyed in the slightest, and now Dabi begins, and the first to the thirtyth are in the ring. ”

Whoosh!

A series of thirty figures flew to the ring, occupying all thirty rings, and shouted with the wind and thunder: "Go to the ring from the 31st to the 60th." ”

It turned out that the number plate for entering the Thunder Sect was the order of entering the ring, Feng Yi secretly said in his heart, but between this thought, screams were constantly heard in the ring, and the victory or defeat was immediately revealed.

Thirty challengers, thirty champions, as many as half of those who chose to admit defeat, and the others were either seriously injured and admitted defeat, or died tragically on the spot, the scene was very bloody.

"Next group!"

Thirty more people immediately rushed into the ring, but after a while, they heard a scream, as for Feng Yi, he looked at the number plate in his hand of more than 490,000 yuan, and it was estimated that it would be his turn for a long time, so Feng Yi sat down directly on his knees and began to calm down.

Wang Chen's saw that Feng Yi was like this, and he also followed the cultivation and tried to keep himself in the best condition, after all, his number plate was about a few numbers compared to Feng Yi.

Ten days passed, and it was Fengyi's turn to take the stage, and not long after Fengyi came to the stage, Wang Chen also flew to the ring.

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"Boy, just dare to come here just by sealing the Spirit Realm, you can't find death!"

At this time, Feng Yi was in the ring, a Yin Void Realm Great Perfection cultivator shouted with disdain, as long as he won a game, he could go down to rest, but he didn't expect that a boy from the Sealed Spirit Realm came up, how good his luck must be, he would meet a monk of the Sealed Spirit Realm.

The corners of Fengyi's mouth cracked: "If you don't find death, who knows if you don't fight." ”

"Hmph, one hand can pinch you to death!"

The man snorted coldly, and directly punched Feng Yi, and sure enough, his other hand was behind his back.

Feng Yi didn't care about this person's punch at all, only to see Feng Yi stretch out his finger and point towards this person's fist, and immediately heard a terrible scream After the scream, he found that a bloody arm exploded, and suddenly the blood mist was filled.

"No, it can't be, it's impossible."

The man muttered with a look of disbelief on his face, as if he didn't care that one of his arms had been blown to smithereens.

"Go down by yourself, or I'll send you down."

"Wow, yes, damn, Lao Tzu is in the realm of the Great Perfection of the Yin Void Realm, how can he lose to a monk of the Sealed Spirit Realm." The man roared angrily and struck Fengyi again.

I saw Feng Yi shook his head, and he slammed it with a punch, there is no doubt that the monk of the Yin Void Mirror Great Perfection was directly washed half to death, and finally could only choose to admit defeat.

Although the battle here was brief, it attracted the attention of one of the three thunder sons, Storm Thunder Zi, and it was really not easy to be able to kill the monks of the Yin Void Mirror Great Perfection with the Sealing Spirit Realm, but Feng Lei Zi also paid a little attention to this place, and did not pay too much attention to Feng Yi, after all, there were many such monks, and they could not pose a threat to them.

The next two monks were also very low, and they didn't reach the Yang Realm, Feng Yi easily won two games in a row, and suddenly a soft force teleported him out, Feng Yi was stunned for a moment, this feeling was like playing a game on the earth.

However, Feng Yi felt that since he entered the ring, his breath was locked in the ring, and after his opponent changed his breath three times, he was recognized as victorious, which inspired a certain teleportation array in the ring to teleport himself.

For this kind of locking aura formation, Feng Yi felt very novel, and he was a little more curious, but it was not so easy to figure it out, after all, the time in the ring was very short, and he had to wait for the next round if he wanted to enter the ring again.

In another twenty days, the millions of monks basically decided the winner, and it can be said that the number of monks who could still stand in the Dabi venue was significantly reduced by hundreds of thousands.

"The second round of the competition is also automatically transmitted after three victories, and now everyone receives the registration card."

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After more than ten days, Feng Yi came to the ring again, in front of him was a monk from the Yin Void Realm, Feng Yi did not defeat it quickly, but walked in the ring, seeing that it was almost half a pillar of incense, Feng Yi killed it with one punch, there was no way, he could only kill it.

During the time of this half-pillar of incense, Fengyi did not blindly dodge, but studied the formation of the ring, especially the formation that locked his breath, the time of the half-pillar incense was not much, and it was not too much, and Fengyi had seized a trace of opportunity.

In the second and third games, Feng Yi was full of time, and only then did he kill the opponent with one punch, and when he teleported out of the ring, Feng Yi pinched the trick with both hands and directly hit a mark on the ring.

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"The little guy is a little interesting, he actually wants to study the formation of the ring, let me see what you look like."

In a cave mansion of the Thunder Sect, a white-haired old man showed a hint of surprise on his face, and then turned into a smile with a hint of curiosity, stretched out his hand, and the scene of the ring immediately appeared in front of him, and this was the time when Feng Yi punched the mark into the ring.

"Good boy, he can quietly bury the mark in the ring, and even there is a trace of divine consciousness in this mark, it seems that this kid is not simple."

The old man did not convey this matter to the third son of Thunder, but locked the image in front of him on Feng Yi's body with great interest, ready to observe him at all times.

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Out of the ring, Feng Yi felt an inexplicable throbbing in his heart, and he was shocked, and immediately understood that the mark he had made in the ring might have been discovered, so he pretended to be casually practicing cross-legged.

However, to Fengyi's surprise, a full month has passed, and no one has come to investigate him, and he has also entered the fifth round, at this time there are less than 30,000 monks left, and the number of dead monks has reached as many as one million.

The fifth, sixth, and seventh rounds of Feng Yi were all very easy, and the strongest monk he met was only the Great Perfection of the Yin Void Realm, and Wang Chen actually miraculously entered the eighth round like himself, which made Feng Yi a little surprised, it seems that even the outer disciples who manage the galaxy sect cannot be underestimated.

During this period of time, Feng Yi roughly understood what was going on in the ring, although he didn't know the name of this formation, but Feng Yi knew that this was a chain formation, a set of formations, no less than twenty formations, large and small.

The monks staring at the competition square are less than a hundred, and the remaining eliminated monks are dying and leaving, because there is no point in them staying here, and as for those who can stay and win people, they are all masters.

"From this battle, it will be a battle of life and death, there is no time limit, until one side admits defeat or is killed, the monk who becomes the champion can choose to stay or leave, the monk who wins more than three games can enter the next round, everyone can challenge up to five times, and now the competition begins, everyone can freely choose the ring."

Soon, there were monks who thought they were powerful in the ring, thirty rings, and the monks above were basically cultivators of the Yang Reality Realm, as for what Feng Leizi said that everyone could challenge five times, that was just a wording, and at this time, no one would let the opponent shout the word 'admit defeat'.

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