After all, it was very possible that Ran Wang had bad intentions when he asked Yun Miao and others to play.
This time even the Nascent Soul cultivator changed his expression.
Yu Qingshi immediately made a decision and said: "If you go to the battlefield later, you are not allowed to use your spiritual energy, and I will take you out of the Immortal Palace immediately."
This time no other disciples refuted.
At this moment, the outcome was decided in the duel of life and death.
The foundation-building monk slave named Lu Fang still lost.
Lu Fang said angrily: "Come here, arrest the soul of this bitch slave for me. If you dare to let me lose face by losing the spirit stone, I will still be in pain even if I let him die."
As the words fell, two other Yuanying monks who looked like slaves quickly jumped down, grabbed the soul of the defeated Yuanying monk, put it into a jade bottle and took it away. As for the body, it was taken away by life and death. The people in the fighting arena moved out.
Yuanying, who was in the life and death duel field, said: "Please, whoever gets the number one, follow me on the stage."
Just when Yun Miao was wondering who got the No. 1, he saw Yu Liu's heart moved.
She was startled and quickly pulled the person back.
Without thinking, he handed the number plate in his hand to Yu Liuxin and took the one in his hand.
"I come."
"Senior sister." Yu Liuxin was surprised.
Yun Miao said: "It's okay, even if I don't have spiritual energy, I will win."
If it were anyone else, she wouldn't care, but Yun Miao, the junior brother Yu Liuxin, was still very satisfied.
And this first battle must be won in order to severely slap those people in the Immortal Palace in the face.
Jing Li saw this and said, "Junior Sister Yun, I'd better go for you."
"Senior Brother Jing Li, it doesn't matter. I can do it. And if something happens, the master will definitely not let it go."
Yun Miao rejected Jing Li's kindness and glanced at Yu Qingshi.
Yu Qingshi nodded and said, "Go."
Yun Miao nodded, flew down directly, and slowly landed on the life and death duel field.
He decided in his heart that there would be no chance for Yu Qingshi to take action.
Yun Juezhi from the Loose Cultivator Alliance saw Yun Miao coming up. He moved his body and wanted to step forward, with a nervous look on his face.
Kunlun Sword Sect, Feng Yuanlie felt nervous when he saw Yun Miao was the first one to appear. However, when he saw the figure on Feng Zun, he remembered that Yun Miao also had his spiritual energy sealed in the Demon Clan. Even the Demon Clan was no match for him, so he felt relieved. A little bit.
When Ji Wuye of the Ji family saw Yun Miao, a smile appeared on his lips as if he was watching a show, and he was not worried at all.
He muttered: "Whoever messes with this woman will be in trouble."
And although he didn't know how Yun Miao came back from the demon clan unharmed, not only did the man come back, the demon emperor also died, which led to the war between humans and demons ending prematurely.
He had a hunch that it must be related to Yun Miao, but he didn't know how Yun Miao did it.
In the noisy life and death duel arena, discussions about the previous battle were still ongoing.
Those who win are excited to show off, while those who lose are annoyed and curse.
At this moment, seeing Yun Miao's figure appear, the scene suddenly became silent.
But a moment later, there was an even louder sound.
"Who is this? It doesn't seem to be a slave."
"It's so beautiful, it would be a pity if it got disfigured during a fight."
"It's the cultivation of Jindan. It's not worth mentioning at all."
There was a huge commotion in the seats.
On the other side, with the best view, stood Ran Wang's figure, surrounded by many men and women who either had Nascent Soul cultivation or Golden Core cultivation.
"These are the people from the sects and aristocratic families on the ground. They are in the early stage of the Golden Core. Are there no people on the ground? With such a level of cultivation, they can also enter the list of 100 people in the demon battlefield and come to practice."
Ran Wang heard this and said disdainfully: "It's not like you don't know the strength of those people on the ground. Except for a few Nascent Souls, the people who came this time are all Jindan, a bunch of trash."
"Ran Wang, this female cultivator is so beautiful. It would be great to have her as a concubine in my backyard. It would be a pity to go to the duel field of life and death."
Ran Wang glanced at the male Nascent Soul cultivator who was speaking, and said dissatisfiedly: "Chen Yuan, you can't change your lustful habits. There are so many beautiful cultivators in the world of immortals, but this one is missing."
The male cultivator named Chen Yuan said: "You also know that what I hate the most is a beautiful woman being injured in front of me, or being torn apart beyond recognition in a life-and-death duel. I really can't bear it, otherwise I will be allowed to use my spirit in this battle." How's the strength?"
"No, if you use spiritual energy, no matter how useless these trashes are on the ground, they will still have a few protective treasures. Those slaves are no match. If those trashes on the ground win, wouldn't I have arranged this good show in vain? .”
The proposal was rejected by Ran Wang, and Chen Yuan did not insist. He just said: "If you are sure to do this, the palace master will not blame you."
"If Ancestor wanted to take care of it, he would have stopped me a long time ago." Ran Wang said confidently: "The several battles between geniuses in the spiritual world were all because of those wastes on the ground that held us back. Ancestor has also been dissatisfied for a long time. I will teach you a lesson." Lessons should be learned.”
"But without those rubbish on the ground, we don't have enough geniuses within a hundred years. If too many are killed at once, our Xuanling Realm will not be able to send all the people to fight. You don't want to sit down and watch. You losers in fighting skills go out to fight, even if they are willing, those ancestors are not willing."
There are many disciples within a hundred years of the Immortal Palace, but not all of them are successful in cultivation. Most of them are like those who are yelling at the seats now. They only gamble and fight in the life and death duel field and are not serious about cultivation.
The people who live in the Immortal Palace City, except for those slaves, are all the descendants of the ancestors of the Immortal Palace. Qualifications do not mean that you have good qualifications because you have a high-level ancestor.
Most of them have not very good qualifications, and a few of them don't even have spiritual roots. It would be great to pile up resources to build a foundation pill.
It is also because of this that he has exhausted his cultivation potential and cannot improve his cultivation, so he spends all his time in the life-and-death battle field.
These people can't take action, and the battle between geniuses in the spirit world is also dangerous to life and death. These losers are afraid of death, and the ancestors of the Immortal Palace standing behind them will not agree.
When Ran Wang heard this, he still didn't care: "If a group of people died, we'll just select another group to come up. It's not difficult to gather people. Anyway, when it comes to the real battlefield of geniuses in the spirit world, it's not up to us to bring glory to the mysterious spirit world."
"That's right." Chen Yuan agreed with a smile and said no more.
The master of the Immortal Palace allowed Ran Wang to do whatever he wanted. He was just a Nascent Soul, so what was the hurry?
Yun Miao stood on the field, quietly waiting for his opponent.
Then, a slave who was in the middle stage of the Golden Core came up. The slave had a somewhat special appearance and did not look like someone from the Xuanling Realm.
Then, there was a sound throughout the fighting arena.
"A new round of fighting is about to begin. This battle is already a battle to seal the spiritual energy. Fighting only with physical bodies, one is a disciple of the sect from the ground, and the other is a slave of Master Lu.
This slave is from the Wild Spirit World. Everyone knows that in the Wild Spirit World, the spiritual energy is barren and the living conditions are harsh. Fighting depends entirely on the body. Who will win, the sect disciples on the ground or the slaves in the Wild Spirit World? Let’s start now. Place your bet. "
