In front of Chen Fan, there was still a milky white space, with a weapons rack not far away.
Entering the fantasy world still cannot simulate weapons and equipment from the outside world.
Chen Fan also suddenly thought: "In this case, Wu Tianjiao's special spiritual fire shouldn't be able to be simulated, right?"
He raised his eyebrows, but didn't care.
He already has the divine consciousness of the Heavenly Realm. Even without the Star God Seal, he can ignore Wu Tianjiao's divine soul attack, so naturally he won't care too much.
After selecting his weapon, the environment around him changed rapidly, and he soon entered a dense jungle.
But above the sky, the blue sky and white clouds outline the words three hundred and twenty-one, which obviously represents the number of warriors who are still "surviving".
Chen Fan squinted his eyes and looked at the dense woods around him.
After all, the simulated virtual environment was not real. When his strength was still weak, Chen Fan didn't feel much.
But when his spiritual consciousness broke through to the current level, Chen Fan could clearly feel a subtle sense of unreality.
He shook his head, then suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance.
The dense jungle obscured Chen Fan's sight, but he could clearly hear a roar coming from far to near!
His consciousness swept through the jungle, and when he felt the scene there, he couldn't help but be stunned.
Outside the dense woods, there is not another contestant, but...
Roar!
With a roar, big trees fell down in front of Chen Fan, and a huge wild boar that was two to three feet high rushed towards him!
"There are actually monsters."
Chen Fan narrowed his eyes, and his body instantly turned into lightning and flew out. The swirling thunder sword energy instantly cut the wild boar into pieces, and at the same time cut through the dense vines and trees in front of him.
At the same time, the number "three hundred and twenty-one" in the sky kept changing, and it quickly dropped to three hundred.
Obviously at this moment, many people were eliminated.
"For other contestants, they not only have to worry about their opponents who are also contestants, but also worry about attacks by monsters. Some weaker people, or the unlucky ones who fall into the group of monsters, will soon be attacked by monsters.
Be eliminated."
Chen Fan narrowed his eyes.
He shook his head and turned into a phantom, heading out of the dense forest.
At the beginning of the virtual realm, the scope was huge, and Chen Fan just randomly chose a direction to move forward...
…
A high mountain location.
A bald man in gray robe suddenly appeared on the mountain.
After he confirmed the surrounding environment, his eyes sparkled: "It seems that I am lucky. I randomly 'appeared' in a high mountain location. The view here is quite good!"
The problem of vision in the early stage is the biggest problem.
The contestants are generally below the ninth level, and almost no one has mastered spiritual consciousness. This is where highland vision is very important.
And at this moment, he suddenly turned around.
"who?!"
But not far behind him, on the same high mountain, only four or five feet away from him, he saw a girl in black looking at him quietly.
"It seems...your name is Yuan Siwei, right?"
The bald man frowned for a moment, and looked at the girl carefully, but his expression changed drastically. He turned his head and rushed down the mountain with the power of heaven and earth!
Yuan Siwei was the master of the ninth level of martial arts who served under the third prince.
He is also one of the only ninth-level masters to participate in the "competition" this time.
It's just that when he saw the girl, he chose to run away immediately. He didn't have the slightest demeanor of a ninth-level warrior.
As a master of the ninth level, it is very easy to control the power of heaven and earth and fly. Jumping from the mountain is naturally nothing.
But before he could escape, he felt a biting cold wind coming from behind.
Chi!
Blood spurts out.
Yuan Siwei lowered his head and looked at the ice pick shooting out of his chest in surprise, his face full of disbelief.
"How can it be?"
In the fantasy world, there are naturally no various defensive magic treasures and protective trump cards. The power of heaven and earth and true essence are the two most important protections for a warrior.
But facing the girl's ice pick, his two layers of protection were like paper.
The girl in black waved her hand, and the ice pick protruding from Yuan Siwei's chest suddenly retracted, wrapping her body backwards, and landed in front of the girl.
Then the girl came forward with a knife in hand.
"Yuan Siwei, I thought you would be a formidable opponent, but unfortunately, you are not as good as Wu Tianjiao two years ago..."
A large amount of blood spurted out from Yuan Siwei's mouth, his eyes were angry, and he looked at the girl in front of him unwillingly: "Cen... He Yu..."
The Thirteenth Prince temporarily changed the list, and the person sent was Cen Heyu, who was second on the list of heroes!
Although no one has seen Cen Heyu take action before.
But with such a high ranking on the Hero List, and being close to forty years old, and even considered to be the strongest player in this competition, how could Yuan Siwei not recognize him.
He had thought that there would be a gap in strength between himself and Cen Heyu, but he did not expect that Cen Heyu's strength would be exaggerated to such an extent.
Cen Heyu shook his head and waved his knife.
Chi la.
Yuan Siwei's body turned into spiritual light and dispersed.
As a master of the ninth level of martial arts, he was eliminated just after entering. He was extremely unlucky.
Cen Heyu shook his head: "It seems that in this 'chassis', my biggest enemy is still Chen Fan. I hope he... will not disappoint me..."
She stepped forward and looked down the mountain with a distant gaze.
At the same time, everyone in the outside world and representatives of major families were naturally watching this scene.
There are a total of nine aura screens in the sky, and the pictures of the nine seed players are projected, and Cen Heyu is naturally among them.
And seeing Cen Heyu instantly killing the ninth-level warrior with one move, everyone watching this scene was naturally in an uproar.
The corner of the third prince's mouth twitched: "You stupid guy who dares to leave his back to people like Cen Heyu will commit suicide!"
His people were defeated so quickly, so he was naturally extremely angry.
The prince next to him shook his head with a solemn look: "It's not that Yuan Siwei is too weak, it's that Cen Heyu is too strong. If he chooses to fight him head-on, he won't be able to get past three moves!"
The seventh prince also looked solemnly: "This Cen Heyu should be called a ninth-level ultimate master..."
The Thirteenth Prince shook the folding fan in his hand: "Heyu is still a little short of understanding the Dao realm, but she can barely reach the ninth level of ultimate strength..."
The person said this, but the pride on his face could not be concealed.
The nine-level limit of being under forty years old is really a bit exaggerated.
The prince sighed, feeling really helpless: "It's troublesome, I'm afraid Chen Fan may not be this person's opponent..."
…
Within the illusion.
Chen Fan shuttled through the dense forest.
Before he had gone too far, he saw a dazzling light pillar rising into the sky in the distance, and outside the light pillar, a circle of light also flashed out.
"The deer spirit has been found!"
The light beam represents the direction of the deer spirit, while the surrounding aperture represents the time that the person who gets the deer spirit has held the deer spirit.
One aperture represents a quarter of an hour, and every quarter of an hour that passes, if no one is replaced, one aperture will be added, and if there is a replacement, the calculation will be recalculated again.
Chen Fan also headed in the direction of the light beam.
However, the light beam only lasted for a few breaths before dissipating. Unless it was around the deer spirit, it was not easy to determine the specific location of the deer spirit.
Chen Fan raised his eyebrows, but walked slowly towards the direction of the rising light pillar.
Without waiting for him to arrive, a quarter of an hour passed, and the light pillar rose again, but its position changed a lot.