The five boats were separated, each a few miles apart.
A moment later, Pan Shuang flew out of the boat, and saw her throwing down the spiritual weapon in her hand. The four-dimensional weapon then grew in size. Every time it fell, it grew by one point. In just an instant, it rose to several miles. Fang Yuan, this spiritual weapon is suspended a hundred meters above the sea of blood, with lines all over it, dark light flashing, and blood filling the air.
"Everyone, I wish you great success." Pan Shuang turned around and looked at the followers in the boat.
"I will definitely live up to the wishes of the saint." Everyone answered in unison.
These followers knew that a war was inevitable. Didn't they come here just to fight for a future? If they succeeded in killing the enemy, the saint would ascend to the throne. When the time comes, the resources of the techniques would be inexhaustible. The Lotus Dao Sect would also be one of the three major immortal sects. With its help, your family will not be in trouble!
Make great achievements now!
In each boat, the final mobilization is being carried out. The benefits are exhausted and the elixirs are sufficient. As long as the victory is achieved, it will be a great achievement.
Wang Qi stared at the ten-mile spiritual weapon below and remained silent. Suddenly, a voice came to his ears. The soft voice was full of concern: "Young Master, be very careful."
He nodded slightly, and he could feel Su Jiu's concern. Only his entourage went to fight in this battle, but the maid was not needed. Although there was a slight movement among the gods, there was no ominous sign, so he was not too worried.
The Demon Sect cultivators in each flying boat descended one after another. When they approached the spiritual weapon, they disappeared in a flash of light.
Wang Qi shook his clothes and jumped down.
The Shura field in his eyes gradually expanded until it was in the entire field of vision. Suddenly, there was a blur in front of his eyes. When he could see things again, he had fallen into the spiritual weapon. He stood still and looked around, but here was a room. The small room was only about ten square meters and empty. The walls around it were like blood, with blood streaks squirming on them. In front of it, there was a blood-stained door.
He stepped forward, reached out and pushed, but it didn't move at all. It seemed that the time had not yet come, so he closed his eyes and concentrated, adjusting his state. Although he was sure of victory, he still had to be in the best condition to face the enemy.
A moment later, the blood door slowly opened, revealing a red light inside, which looked eerie and terrifying.
At the same time, forty people entered the forty rooms, and the blood door opened at the same time... These people looked at the door, each holding a magic weapon, and walked towards it.
Wang Qi looked at the bloody door and without hesitation, he strode forward and crashed in.
Blood filled his eyes, and then light flashed. He raised his eyes and saw that here was a large martial arts arena. The ground was paved with black stones, mixed with stains of blood. It was surrounded by ruins and broken walls, showing dilapidation and desolation. He raised his eyes to the sky. The sky was filled with blood clouds, rolling endlessly.
He just wanted to move his body, but he found that a strong force trapped him and made it difficult to move. This force was more than ten thousand. Even if he used all his strength, he could not move at all. But he felt something in his heart. If he changed his fighting body, It is not difficult to break this force even if it shows its external appearance.
It seemed that the opponent had not yet entered the battlefield. In order to ensure fairness, the first entered the battlefield could not go first. He calmed down and did not force a breakthrough, but adjusted his state and waited to see what happened.
Not long after, blood clouds suddenly surged across from the martial arts arena, and a huge courtyard appeared. A girl with lotus armor walked out of it. She walked forward tremblingly, with a look of panic on her face. She first looked up at the sky and saw that The blood cloud surged, his pupils shrank, he looked around again, and finally focused on Wang Qi.
This woman is wearing a purple lotus armor, which is somewhat similar to her boss Meng Qing'er. She doesn't cover up any parts that can be missing. Her lotus-rooted arms are half exposed, her jade legs are slender, and her bare feet are on the black stone. She was so trembling that people couldn't help but crawl under her to use as a stepping stone. Looking at her timid face and wide-open eyes, I felt pity for her.
After the woman saw Wang Qi, she suddenly knelt on the ground and said in a sob: "This little brother, I have to force myself to come here. In the early stage of Qi refining, anyone who sees it can kill him. How pitiful My little sister has been practicing till now, and she is still a virgin. If she dies like this, wouldn’t it be a waste of her beauty? Why don’t you and I have some fun, and let my little sister taste the bliss of love between a man and a woman, and die without any regrets? also."
She lowered her pretty head, her face was full of love, but her eyes were full of tears. Coupled with her purple lotus armor, silk gauze waist, half exposed shoulders and jade legs, and three inches of bare feet, what man could really resist this beauty? Could it be that he is hard-hearted and cold-faced?
Wang Qi seemed to be stunned on the spot, not moving or saying anything, just staring at the woman.
The woman was timid and shy, walking gracefully, her jade feet lightly stepping on the black stone ground, bringing up a trace of dust and smoke. Her figure was like a willow, and her charming eyes were like silk. As she walked, the silk yarn danced, and suddenly fell down and drifted away with the wind. ...
At some point, gravity has gone and the battle has begun.
Wang Qi still had a blank look on his face, looking at the graceful jade figure who came closer, as if he was at a loss.
The woman's heart darkened. Could it be that she really met a young child? What a blessing. If she could win this time, she would have nothing to worry about after a round of fighting. Her eyes showed great affection, and she protected her chest with both hands. There is a look of infatuation and fascination, but magic power is surging in the body, and the magic of seduction is in the eyes, and the illusion is reborn.
She walked forward slowly, seeing that the young man's eyes were full of infatuation, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth unconsciously, his tongue moved slightly, and his lips were lightly pursed, step by step, line by line, in Wang Qi's eyes, every step of this woman fell. , one piece of clothing must fall off...
Three hundred meters.
Two hundred meters later, Wang Qi seemed to be unable to bear it any longer. His body trembled slightly and he stepped forward.
One hundred meters....
Suddenly, boom--
Thunder suddenly sounded in the martial arts arena, and a bright light appeared in the woman's eyes!
The light was as fast as lightning, and before she could dodge it, the sword light passed through her body, and she was divided in two with one sword!
"My little brother is so heartless." A cold voice sounded, and the two-part body turned out to be just an illusion. The girl's true body appeared in the air. Looking down, cold light shone everywhere.
Wang Qi snorted coldly. In his eyes, he had already seen through this woman's Seven Emotions Illusion Technique, but he didn't expect that what came was just a phantom. It seemed that the Seven Emotions Treasure Mirror was also somewhat powerful, but this woman was not good at it. , still failed to evoke the fantasy in his heart.
The demon's body changed, his red hair fluttered, and his sword flew into the air. Wang Qi's eyes were filled with red light. He looked at the woman, and used his body technique to strike the air with a killing sword, reaching a hundred meters away in a blink of an eye.
The space shook, and the woman was trembling all over. She was in the air, with a surprised look on her face. She never expected that this young man could block her illusion. He pinched the spell with his hand, and with a finger, illusions appeared, and golden light shone, and murderous intent was hidden. Hidden, this is her secret sword skill: the love-cutting knife.
This woman is Meng Qing'er's junior sister. She has also practiced the Seven Emotions Treasure Mirror. She mainly uses illusions to confuse people's minds. She also practices a sword technique. .
But today, I met an expert.
Dozens of monks suddenly appeared in the sky above Wang Qi, each holding a magical weapon. Golden light hit his face with majestic momentum. He sneered, and the murderous intent flashed in his eyes. The dozens of monks turned into flying smoke. It was really just a blink of an eye. With this illusion, how could such childish illusions confuse his eyes and his heart!
As soon as the Zhenkong Sword came out, the four realms shook.
The golden light in front of his eyes was turbulent, but the love-cutting knife had arrived. The flaming sword in his hand only danced slightly, and then he heard a loud sound. The two golden knives had been knocked aside. He used the force to move, flying into the sky, and struck out with a sword. Cut off.
The woman exclaimed in horror, her love-cutting golden sword was indestructible, and it contained 50% of its own magic power. Among the treasures, it could be regarded as a middle-level top-notch one. How could it be cut through by close swordsmanship? That person How powerful is the power? ! !
This person must not be allowed to get close to him! !
She was surging with magic power and was about to escape, but the space around her was shaking and she couldn't move at all. She was so shocked that she could only watch the sword light approaching her. The scenery of this life flashed through her mind, and the decline of this life was followed by silence. She could no longer think of anything. think.
A Chong Yuan Sword Style, containing all the strength of Wang Qi's body, flashed past under the desperate gaze of the woman.
The body and head were separated, and the woman died tragically on the spot.
Wang Qi landed lightly on the ground and looked at the corpse in the martial arts field. The red flame sword in his hand released flames and wanted to burn the woman's body. However, as soon as the flames came out, he was stopped by a force. At the same time, the corpse sank. He went underground and disappeared. He frowned, put away his spiritual sword, and walked forward. At this time, a door had been opened beside the martial arts field, with red light shining inside. He walked closer and stepped in. .
The light and shadow changed, and he returned to a separate room, which was the same as the space he first arrived. He sat cross-legged on the ground, calming down and regulating his breath. During the battle just now, he remained calm, watching the woman's performance, and only stayed close. A hundred meters away is his fighting space.
Regardless of the fact that he is in the late stage of Qi refining, his physical speed still cannot break the distance of a hundred meters. One hundred meters is his current maximum distance. Of course, if he is injured, he can briefly break through the speed of sound, but in order to kill Xiaoxiao, Lianqi Scholars, there is no need to resort to self-mutilation.
Of course, he can also strike first, but the opponent is already prepared. If he can attack him unprepared and kill him with one blow, why bother himself? If the enemy has some killing moves, it will be more time-consuming and labor-intensive, and he may have to use some back-ups. Cut it off, this is not a good place, it can be hidden, but there are five saints above.
He closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, recuperating in secret, but thinking about one thing in his mind. I wonder why the Shura field prevented him from burning the corpse? !
The sound of killing was everywhere in the Shura field. When two pairs met, the winner lived and the loser died. After one round, more than ten people had died. Their bodies were thrown out of the Shura field and sank into the sea of blood below.
In the sky above, five boats gathered together. Liu Qianzhen was holding a disc magic weapon, with golden light radiating from it. She looked directly at it, made seals with one hand, and continuously injected magic power. After a while, she raised her head. Come, look at the other four saints, nod and say: "It is indeed here."
"Set up the formation!"
Su Nian shouted softly, and the other four boats dispersed, thousands of meters apart. Each stood on one side, and saw the light flashing on it. A golden chain appeared in the hands of the four women. With the blessing of magic power, this chain was as thick as a hundred years old. The old tree, with golden threads entangled on it, flashes of light, hangs down from the boat, straight into the sea of blood.
At this time, the Shura field had also become half smaller, with only a radius of three miles. Four chains hung from its periphery. The saints above closed their eyes to sense, as if they were looking for something...
In the Shura Field, after a round of battle, there are still twenty-six people left. They stay in their respective rooms, some are meditating, some are sorting out their injuries, and they are all thinking about who will win after this battle.
Suddenly, the Blood Gate appeared again in the twenty-six houses.
Everyone was shocked. Could it be that the winner was not decided in the first round? !
Some people had a cold look in their eyes, thought for a moment, and then headed towards the Blood Gate. Those who could win in the first round certainly had some tricks, but there were also a few people who looked frightened. They all met their opponents in the same boat in the first round and avoided it. After the battle, some people are still thinking that one round will determine the outcome. There is no chance that there will be a second round, and... it is still a single battle, and they have not joined forces with the person they met.
These people hesitated until it was almost dark in the house before stepping through the door. If they did not enter even though it was completely dark, they would be deemed to have given up and be killed directly by the Shura Weapon Spirit.
When Wang Qi saw the appearance of the blood gate, his heart moved slightly, and he thought to himself that he might have really answered his guess, but then he chuckled lightly and looked up at the sky, as if he wanted to see through the Shura field and see the outside world.
Then, he shook his robe and jumped in.
