Liu Qinghuan only felt light, and when he opened his eyes again, he found himself sitting on a platform about the size of the martial arts arena, and other people also appeared next to him, in the same position as they were sitting in the martial arts arena. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The platform was empty, there was nothing but them, and all around the platform was an endless void.

He immediately jumped up, picked up Bai Fengming, who was still a little dazed, and ran away from the crowd.

And among the crowd behind him, all kinds of spiritual light have begun to erupt.

As soon as some people opened their eyes and saw such a scene, they already understood what they meant by "no rules" by Mengxu Zhenjun, and they didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, and directly summoned magic weapons to hit the people around them.

The scene became extremely chaotic in an instant, and everyone was sitting very close, and under the chaotic knife, there were people with different heads and blood spurting.

But the strange thing is that as soon as the blood sprayed on the ground, it turned into a little white light and disappeared, and the person who was caught off guard fell to the ground, and the body also turned into a white light and disappeared.

Some of them were slow to react, and before they could understand what was going on, they were suddenly attacked, screaming and turning into white light.

Bai Fengming was stunned, and hurriedly summoned a shell shield to protect the two. Liu Qinghuan shouted: "Senior Brother Bai, you are responsible for defense, and I am responsible for attacking." Throwing his hand, he flew out of the blinking needle, turning an eighth-layer Qi cultivation monk who was rushing towards them with a spirit sword into a white light.

only heard a loud "boom", Liu Qinghuan looked back, but someone was dying, so he simply threw a thunder blaster, which caused the people around to turn over on their backs, and the white light flashed a few times!

This time it was a real mess of the pot! There were a few loud bangs in other places, and another burst charm exploded. In the chaos, there were constantly people shouting and scolding, and everyone else had no time to think about it, while resisting the attacks of others, they also attacked indiscriminately, and for a while spells and various magic weapons flew wildly.

Liu Qinghuan and Bai Fengming were shocked, the two of them accelerated more and more and fled out, Liu Qinghuan did not dare to retain his strength at this time, and when he was attacked, he took out thunderbolt methods.

With a flick of his hand, he spilled out several seeds, and the fiery red Soul Devouring Thorns slammed out of the ground, entangling a rushing monk in place.

The Cold Moon Cold Ice Sword pointed to the other side, entangled a spirit sword that attacked in the air, and nine blinking needles flew and circled, shuttling wildly around the third person, and several small light holes appeared on that person's body, turning into a white light.

He turned around and saw that the first monk was screaming and had broken free from the vine spell, and a wall of earth was back in front of the man, and a few more Soul Devouring Thorn Seeds were thrown in his hand. At the same time, as soon as he lowered his head, Bai Fengming's shell shield suddenly rose, blocking the attacking sword light.

Liu Qinghuan's eyes were icy, and countless bone spurs shot out violently, but the blinking needles went in the opposite direction, only to hear two exclamations, and the people who wanted to come over to attack them turned into white light and dispersed at the same time.

The two fought and retreated, and there were countless thrills along the way, but fortunately, Bai Fengming had a very tacit understanding with him, and his shell was also amazingly defensive, so that he could hand over his back to him with peace of mind and focus on repelling the attackers.

In addition, they were already sitting on the sidelines, and soon they broke away from the war group and came to an open place, and the pressure was greatly reduced.

"My mother!" Bai Fengming looked at the people who were still entangled and fighting in the distance and exclaimed: "This time, at least dozens of people are out!"

Liu Qinghuan had time to check himself and found that the spiritual power and all the items on his body were there, it seemed that this was the projection that Mengxu Zhenjun said.

When he entered the martial arts arena, he thought that the second round would be held in the martial arts arena. But when Mengxu Zhenjun said that he sat down cross-legged, he knew that he was wrong. Thinking of the Dao number of the Dream Void True Monarch, the Dao number of each high-level monk, in many cases, it represents the characteristics of his major exercises, which is why he has the previous action.

He just wanted to stay away from the crowd of people who were about to become enemies, and to be closer to those he trusted. But I didn't expect to be thrown into such an unobstructed platform and face such a brutal tear at the beginning.

The two of them did not dare to stay here, and retreated far away, until they reached the edge of the platform.

Liu Qinghuan looked under the platform and found that they were alone suspended in the void. Liu Qinghuan thought about it, raised his hand and tore off the corner of his robe and threw it outside the platform.

I saw that the broken piece of fabric fell down slowly, and after falling less than a zhang, it was swallowed by the void.

Bai Fengming also saw this scene, the two glanced at each other, and quickly moved away from the edge of the platform in unison.

Looking at the field again, the survivors at this time finally dispersed, and many people were running on the platform while fighting, and there were figures fighting everywhere.

Everyone understands that if they want to survive, if they want to enter the hundredth, if they want to get the rewards of the sect, then the only way is to beat all the others out of the field!

Liu Qinghuan and Bai Fengming attacked and defended, and seamlessly repelled the monks who attacked their ideas one by one, and gradually others also knew that these two people were hard stubble. There are so many opponents around, and no one wants to fight hard, so they all turn around and look for other single people to attack.

The number of people on the platform was rapidly decreasing, and after another white light lit up, no one came over for a while, Liu Qing was panting with joy, and the whole person was already sweaty. In just a few moments, most of his spiritual power went down, which showed the fierceness of the battle just now.

He hurriedly threw a Hui Yuan Dan into his mouth, and took out the spirit stone to absorb the spiritual energy in his hand.

Bai Fengming is the same, although he didn't make a move, he blocked countless attacks, which can be described as a great contribution. His incomparably hard shell was beaten to a pulp, and his heart hurt so much that he screamed and cursed again and again.

Liu Qinghuan reminded him: "This illusion is full of projections, even if it is scrapped, it doesn't matter." ”

Bai Fengming remembered it at this time, and laughed: "I'm dazed." ”

Liu Qinghuan gasped, and then stood up and looked at the situation in the audience.

After the chaos at the beginning, coupled with the chaotic battle that followed, the field was much empty at this time, and there were only about 200 people left.

After a while of fighting, many people gradually calmed down, and there were fewer and fewer fights, and there was a brief pause in the fighting. Everyone scattered all over the platform, staring only defensively at others.

Liu Qinghuan's face sank suddenly!

He saw someone's lips moving, but he couldn't hear the sound, and it was obvious that the other person was communicating with someone. On another look, there are quite a few such people.

It seems that some people want to join forces to fight.

"Senior Brother Liu, I'm Xuanbo. At this time, a voice came into Liu Qinghuan's ears: "I'm in front of your right." ”

Liu Qinghuan tilted his head slightly, and saw the third person in front of him, and there was a handsome young man with a dashing temperament.

Xuanbo, who also belongs to the disciples of Zhulin Mountain, although Liu Qinghuan is not very familiar with him, but when he meets him in the lecture hall or sect on weekdays, he can also say hello and say a few words.

Xuanbo saw Liu Qinghuan looking at him and smiled, Liu Qinghuan nodded slightly to him: "Senior Brother Xuan." ”

"Senior Brother Liu is a real person, I didn't know that Senior Brother was so powerful for so long! How about joining forces with me? I have already contacted many friends and my disciples of Zhulin Mountain. ”