Chapter 7: The Tournament (1)

Time flies, and three days pass in a blink of an eye.

The simple thatched huts in the Xuan Netherworld Garden opened, and one figure after another walked out, it was the one hundred and eight Xuanxia Realm Immortal List Tianjiao.

In three days, everyone either exchanged experiences, or breathed the essence and spirit, and the spirit and spirit had reached the peak state, and the divine light in each of their eyes was restrained, and between the horizontal movement of the gaze, the occasional essence flickered and burst out, as if it could pierce the sky.

A group of people walked out of the extremely simple Xuanyuan Garden and headed in the direction of Shanliu Mansion.

The meeting point of Fusai is located in Shanliu Province.

As for the content of the Fu Sai, the people of the Xuan Netherworld are still unclear.

However, since it is here, no matter what kind of competition it is, I am not afraid of it.

When the one hundred and eight Tianjiao of the Xuan Netherworld arrived in the Shanliu Mansion, the Tianjiao of the Shanliu Mansion were basically there.

The number of Tianjiao participating in the Shanliu Mansion was more than that of the Xuan Netherworld, nearly two hundred, which surprised everyone.

At the same time, the gaze of the Shanliu Mansion also swept in unison, falling on everyone, shining, and a trace of strong aura also impacted, as if to see everyone through.

For a while, everyone felt an indescribable pressure coming.

I feel that the eyes of the Tianjiao of Shanliu Mansion are not good, and even hateful.

Bitterness!

Because, originally, this house competition was participated by Tianjiao within their Shanliu Mansion, but now they have to be participated by people from other regions, and they will be divided into some places, of course, they will feel unhappy, narrow-minded, and will hate and even breed killing intent.

But the Heavenly Masters of the Underworld List were not afraid of it, and they looked at it one after another, their eyes shining.

If the momentum is at a disadvantage now, how can you be able to fight in the future.

Regardless of the strength of the other party.

Regardless of the outcome of the matchup.

Now, at this very moment, momentum must not be lost.

"That's Void Mubai. ”

"Which void is white?"

"It's just a few months ago, Xuan Minggongzi, who fought with Zhao Xingkong and won, Xuan Mubai. ”

"It turned out to be him. ”

Suddenly, all eyes were focused on Xu Mubai's face.

Xumubai's expression remained unchanged and was not affected by half a point.

"Zhao Xingkong!" Chen Zong and the others wrote down the name.

It turned out that Xu Mubai had really come here to practice, and it was a few months ago, at that time, maybe it was the time when the Xuanming Small World was opened.

No wonder Xu Mubai didn't enter the small world of Xuanming.

As for Zhao Xingkong, who was defeated by him, he will still be mentioned, which shows that Zhao Xingkong's strength is not trivial.

"Zhao Xingkong is here. The voice sounded, and everyone looked over, and they saw a slender figure striding towards them.

This person was dressed in a pale golden robe, and there were countless lines on the robe like flames, and every step he took seemed to be walking in the void, his body was straight and his expression was cold, and his eyes were as bright and cold as stars.

Breath!

A trace of vague aura continued to diffuse from the other party's body, as if radiating in all directions, densely packed, like an invisible net spread around.

The net spread in all directions, covering a radius of hundreds of meters, and seemed to envelop everyone, invisibly carrying a kind of coercion, straight into the heart.

It's just that people who are not sensitive enough to perceive this invisible net will only feel some indescribable depression in the face of Zhao Xingkong

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