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Chapter 112 There are only seven people left

"Run quickly..."

"Get down quickly, this woman wants to eat me up all at once!"

"Damn, why do these big guys always have trouble with us, the grassroots monks?"

The monks gathered in the corner of the ring jumped down to the ring without hesitation. In an instant, the overwhelming figures flickered and fell like dumplings.

The crowds of melon-eating people below the ring dispersed like the tide, fearing to avoid them.

Most of them have not reached the realm of Nascent Soul stage. If they are affected by this hammer, their lives may not be saved.

The golden hammer suddenly fell from the void and hit a corner of the ring solidly.

The power of the ancient sky-swallowing giant beast spread, and the powerful Wia swept across the whole place. Waves of air surged. The nearby monks felt that the spiritual weapons in their bodies were disordered, their energy and blood were shaken, their throats were sweet, and a large mouthful of blood sprayed out.

come out.

The light golden spiritual power fluctuations spread, and the monks felt like the world was spinning and their eyes turned black.

The Nascent Soul stage boss is so terrifying!

Below, Li Xiaobai stared at the system panel in front of him.

[Attribute points +5000...]

[Defense: Nine-turn immortal golden body can be advanced at the seventh turn (62000/70000). 】

As expected, monks in the Nascent Soul stage are still very powerful in attack, and they can easily collect thousands of attribute points.

In the sky, Su Yunbing looked surprised. After the hammer hit, there was a strong force that came back, causing her soul to be slightly shocked. Although she was not injured, this force should not be underestimated.

Looking at the empty arena below, Su Yunbing frowned.

My little junior brother is not simple either, not only his defense is amazing.

"Stop, the competition in this arena is over, don't take any more chances!"

Several elders came together and struck several times in the void, canceling out the vast pressure emanating from the golden hammer one by one.

Feng Qingyang dodged and landed on the ground, with an angry look on his face: "Who told you to do this!"

Leaving one hundred surviving disciples in each arena to continue the next competition is a method that many elders came up with to quickly identify others.

Select the 100 strongest people out of a thousand people, and then compete one-on-one. In this way, the efficiency will be greatly increased, and it will be more enjoyable for them to watch.

But now it's time to clear the arena with one stroke. Apart from these seven people, there are no other monks on this bare arena. How can we compete in the future?

"That's right, Great Elder. These big guys came up and targeted me. I was kicked out without even using my true strength. I don't accept it!"

"Yes, I'm not convinced either. Facing the monks at the Nascent Soul stage, we have no power to resist them!"

"She shouldn't use her cultivation to hinder our determination to serve the Holy Demon Sect!"

"I demand to compete again!"

The monks in the audience became excited once again when they saw the Great Elder coming forward.

But they forgot that they were also besieging Li Xiaobai just now.

"That's nonsense, weren't you just besieging Liangchen?" Li Xiaobai said lightly.

"The hammer didn't avoid Liangchen on purpose. Why did Liangchen stand on the ring without any problems? It was just now that you jumped off the ring yourself!"

The monks were speechless. They were indeed too scared just now, so they jumped off the ring themselves.

Anyone who sees the Yuan Shen in the Nascent Soul stage using a big hammer to hit himself will be scared to death.

"Okay, the rules are the rules. Even if they are wrong in every way, you are already below the ring now and have lost the qualification to continue the competition. You can just be a spectator for now. If there is a major performance in the future, you will still have the chance.

Opportunity to become a disciple of my sect!"

Feng Qingyang said.

"Thank you, Great Elder." The monks had no choice but to do this. They were resentful but did not dare to show it. They were too frustrated.

After Feng Qingyang gave some instructions, thunderous sounds suddenly came from the two surrounding arenas.

The supreme power exploded, and several huge phantoms of Yuanshen rose from the ground, also standing tall against the sky, facing the red Yuanshen behind Su Yunbing.

Su Yunbing felt that she had been provoked. The spirit behind her danced a giant hammer, pointed at several shadows of the spirits in the distance, and looked at everyone with a domineering display, which was full of lust.

Many people in the audience looked shocked, and they all used the light-escaping stance. The Nascent Soul stage masters would fight with all their strength in the first round. The aftermath of this battle was not something they could stop.

He is indeed a gathering of talented people from all over the world. He has grown into a powerful person in the Nascent Soul stage at a young age.

We are also young people, why are they so outstanding?

"you……"

Feng Qingyang was shocked, he guessed what these guys were going to do.

As soon as I finished my education, others started to clear the place, and I simply didn't take their words seriously.

"Elders, stop them, don't let them continue to act like this!"

Feng Qingyang controlled the escape light and instantly appeared in front of a huge phantom of the soul. He raised his hand to press it back into Tianjiao's body.

The phantom of Yuan Shen faded, and Feng Qingyang's hand penetrated directly without the slightest touch.

"The Void Clan, Dong Hai Aolai Country, the East China Sea is millions of miles away, yet you are here to take a dip in the muddy waters!" Feng Qingyang's expression changed. He originally thought that there were only two areas closer to the sect, Zhongzhou and West Desert.

The disciples came to join in the fun, but they didn't expect there to be big fish.

"The disciple was just traveling around and happened to be in the Northern Territory, so he came here."

Tianjiao said calmly, and the soul fainted for a while and returned to the body, which was a favor to Feng Qingyang.

"You want to take action against my senior sister, have you asked us?"

Yang Chen took the lead, and the same phantom of the soul emerged from the body, holding a square-shaped halberd, not hiding his hostility at all.

The other people also followed suit. Several souls rose up from the ground at the same time. They all used themselves as visualization objects, holding various weapons. Their wild momentum seemed to overthrow the entire training ground, glaring at the rest of the arena.

A few talented people.

The phantoms of the souls in the field became more and more solid, and the invisible momentum collided in the void. Many monks present felt their hearts tightening and jumped off the ring very consciously.

There is no way, in the battle between the big guys, even just a look can cause them to be seriously injured. In comparison, their lives are still more important.

Many monks who were hiding in the distance were stunned and trembling.

Damn it, it turns out that the people on this stage are all Nascent Soul stage bosses, and they didn’t lose unfairly!

The melon-eating crowd watching the excitement in the sect was even more excited. After staying in the sect for so long, this is the first time they have seen such a grand scene. Even among the true disciples, only one person in the sect has entered the Nascent Soul.

At the threshold of the Nascent Soul stage, the remaining people are all at the half-step Nascent Soul stage.

Being able to see more than ten Nascent Soul Stage monks taking action together at the same time is a scene that is probably rare to see once in decades.

The money is so generous that you can’t even see it!


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