Hearing words.

All of them were silent.

"snort!"

Yuan Ling suddenly sneered, "As much as you get, you will lose. You can't even understand this simple principle. How can you be qualified to compete with me for the Taoist fruit?"

"Yuan Ling Sect!"

"Everyone who practices obey orders!"

He ignored the rest of the people and directly ordered, "Kill me! Except for the cultivators in the Yuanling Realm, the rest of the people... can be killed!"

boom!

The sound was filled with cultivation, like a muffled thunder, which instantly spread to the extreme distance, but there was still no decay!

"I've decided to take this fruit!"

"If you have the courage, just compete with me!"

He glanced at the other people indifferently. As the strongest person, he showed his arrogance and confidence.

The other people's expressions changed slightly.

Yuan Ling's fire was equivalent to forcing them to a corner.

Or kill.

Or retreat.

"snort!"

The second one to speak was Zhong Cheng, "Although your Yuanling Realm is strong, we are not made of paper, the universe is not determined... If you stand to the end, it may not be anyone!"

"The world of fantasy!"

After saying that, he directly ordered, "All monks obey the orders! Kill me, and everyone you meet... can be killed!"

"The monks from Lu Mingjie obey orders... take action!"

"The monks in Ji Ling Realm obey orders...kill!"

After looking at each other, Mingxuan and Lu Zhen no longer hesitated and made a direct statement.

Death and injury?

They don’t care at all. Even if all the top masters die, as long as they become the final winner, they can make up for it with those Taoist fruits, and they are all their confidants... Why not do it?

...

now.

Some are based on friendship, some are sects, or families... Hundreds of thousands of monks in the seven realms have turned into hundreds of small groups, scattered everywhere in the blood-colored cage. Although they have the influence of blood bans, they are eyeing each other, but they are also

No rash move.

And the orders of Yuan Ling and the others.

It will also completely break this already weak balanced momentum!

...

A certain place.

A team of monks from the Yuanling Realm happened to meet a team of monks from the Muchen Realm, with about dozens of people each.

moment.

The two teams stopped and looked at each other a hundred feet apart.

The longer they stayed in the blood ban, the more upset they were. At this moment, they received the order and no longer wanted to control themselves.

"kill!"

Among the people in the Yuanling Realm, a monk directly ordered.

"Walk!"

The opposite.

The monk from Muchen realm turned around and ran away.

It’s not that they restrain themselves, but that they can’t beat the other party at all. The person who led the team in the Yuanling Realm is an Ascension Realm, and their side is only in the Feather Realm, and the strength difference is extremely different.

boom!

Rumble!

In the blink of an eye, people from Muchen's realm were caught up, and the roar of magical powers mixed with screams came directly from afar.

...

Another place.

The two teams were also confronting each other.

One team was led by Xiao Lang, but it was part of the Xiao family. The other team was born in the Fantasy World and was also led by a young man. Unlike the previous situation, the two people led the team were both in the feather realm.

The monks and are all famous geniuses in their respective camps.

"Big Brother."

Xiao Yang looked solemn, "What should I do? Should I go to find my father, ancestor and others first?"

"Need not."

Xiao Lang shook his head, "They probably don't care about us anymore."

The killing order was released.

When you go down to the extraordinary realm, to the free realm or even to the free realm, everyone will have opponents, and no one can stay outside.

"kill!"

opposite.

The young man in the Feather Realm had no concern at all and directly ordered, "No one left!"

"kill!"

Xiao Lang had no expression on his face, "Same, no one left!"

boom!

boom!

In an instant, the two sides, one or two hundred people, all killed each other!

...

Fighting each other.

Of course there are more than these two places.

In the cage, the sound of killing is everywhere, and everyone is killing, and regardless of the strength, they just kill for the sake of killing. When they encounter someone who is not as strong as theirs, they will be killed directly. When they encounter someone who cannot be beaten, how far can they escape?

No matter how far you encounter a fair match, it will naturally be a battle that is dark.

Freedom.

Ascension Realm.

The realm of feathering... Hundreds of thousands of monks, everyone is like this, and no one can stay out of it.

You don't kill anyone.

Others will kill you.

Since you have chosen to enter the game, there is no room for choice.

Under the influence of blood ban.

These people become more and more excited as they kill. Not only does they feel tired at all, but they feel that they have endless energy and their cultivation is almost endless. Even the matter of Taoist fruit is subconsciously put aside.

Visible to the naked eye.

The ground was filled with blood mist, and the corpses all over the ground were sucked clean, becoming nutrients for the ripening of the tract of the tract.

Natural.

The Taoist fruit transformed extremely quickly, the holy realm, the feather realm... and soon the Ascension realm!

At this moment.

This cage world has completely become a Shura hell!

...

"well!"

Sensing the shouts of killing coming from all over the place, Mu Cang sighed dejectedly.

"Fellow Daoist Mukura."
To be continued...