Chapter 223: The Battle of the Geniuses (12)

"Wait, wait, wait a little longer, when our mental strength recovers, we will make plans again, maybe we will be able to contact the boss inside at that time!" said with his hands perpendicular to his body, pressed into the air, and said in a tone of discussion.

The long stick was on the ground, and with the man's movements, a furrow was drawn, silent, his face was calm, and in an instant, a faint coercion actually emerged from his body, and a huge skull appeared behind him.

However, this is just the world in Nan Tingyu's eyes, dull, black air currents entangled, and a malicious atmosphere rushed out, "stepping on the ......" forced his feet to retreat again and again, and hurriedly said in his mouth, "Calm down, calm down, Qian Xinlie, this is the whole inner door big competition, the whole human race live broadcast, you don't want to take the next step?!"

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you, as long as you can personally use the power in your body to shine on the tombstone behind you, that's it!" Qian Xinlie's figure stopped in place, rubbed the long stick in his hand with his hand, and said flatly, his eyes kept staring at the long stick in his hand, and he never raised his head.

The moment the words fell, Nan Tingyu turned his head to look at the earthy yellow tombstone that appeared behind him, and at the same time, he thought of his weapon, the result of the long stick falling on it, leaving no trace at all, and a "grunt" sounded in the quiet atmosphere at this time, and a mouthful of saliva fell.

"Old Qian, Brother Qian, look at this matter, can we discuss it, I really didn't mean it......" The begging for mercy came out frequently, but only a silent answer was received.

"Since it wasn't intentional, then why lie to me, don't think that I don't know that it was all your trick just now! You already know what these tombstones are, right?!" Qian Xinlie paused for a moment and continued. As his stick fell, there was already a flash of inspiration in his head, and he sensed that something was wrong, coupled with the smile he saw in the corner of his eye in the middle. And how could he not understand what was happening?!

"Okay, big brother, I know! I'll do it!" After speaking, Nan Tingyu turned around suddenly, and slammed a straight fist on the tombstone, "Click, click, click" Three crisp sounds appeared, as well as the sound and movement of him squatting on the ground, holding his left hand and holding his right hand screaming, if someone who didn't understand was standing here, I am afraid he would have believed it a long time ago.

But they are both from the same family, and they are usually good friends, how can they be fooled by the seemingly delicate, but actually clumsy, and flawed performance in front of them, "Hurry up and get me up, don't be performing, although I am not very proficient in physical cultivation, but my two eyes are not blind, whether the muscles on your body are mobilized, whether they are tense, this can still be seen clearly!" A long stick stretched out and pestled Nan Tingyu who was squatting on the ground.

"Hey, hey, hey......" The laughter showed his obscene nature, he immediately reached out and grabbed his long stick, and as he got up, he slowly moved the long stick to his side, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, you saw through it, Brother Qian, I'll tell you about the tombstones behind you." Come on, come on, ......" said, reaching out to pull the other person's shoulder, but he reached out and grabbed the air.

"If you have something to say, let it go, the boss is still staying inside!" Qian Xinlie leaned slightly, quietly let go of the outstretched hand, his tone was cold, and he said bluntly,

Nan Tingyu, who was originally smiling, saw that the other party's expression was a little serious, and hurriedly turned to the tombstone and said, "This tombstone is a soul battle technique of Houtu Peak, called "Burial Soil", once released, it will be connected to the dream power in the releaser's body, that is to say, as long as there is still a trace of dream power in the releaser's body, this tombstone is not something we can break, unless the attack we use can be higher than the releaser, at least three levels!"

"Three levels, it's impossible, even if you and I attack at the same point together, that kind of attack can only just exceed the other party's two levels!" Qian Xinlie frowned and said.

"But don't worry too much, even if the three people on the other side can hold on to the end, when they come out, I'm afraid they will be the end of the crossbow, not to mention that the other party was attacked by their own attack just now, when they come out, you and I will wait for work, isn't it easy to clean them up?!" Nan Tingyu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, turned to Qian Xinlie and said with a smile.

"Hmph!" After a cold snort, Qian Xinlie sat cross-legged on the ground, his mind completely sank into his body, and the energy in the air entered his body and began to recover slowly.

"Crazy, what a madman!" Nan Tingyu looked at Qian Xinlie, who didn't snort in front of him, no, it was Qian Xinlie, who didn't snort angrily, and said. After saying that, he also picked a tombstone and sat cross-legged in front of him, waiting for the person who came out of the tombstone.

In the chaos and darkness, the three people of the Spirit God Gate kept struggling, like ants falling into the quagmire, facing the unknown fate, struggling frantically, trying to find that glimmer of life.

Silent, in a small space, while struggling, he could also touch his opponent, the disciple of Houtufeng, under the touch, but he couldn't feel any feeling at all.

"Tick, tick, tick, tick......" time is like a drop of water, flowing out of the fingers, being in it, there are too many restrictions, first of all, this is just an internal game of the human race, everything can only be pointed, even in the case of the opponent's unconscious, as long as you use a violent mental attack, you can easily win, but such a price is a person's sober consciousness, and the first rule of the whole inner door is not to hurt people's lives and cause disabilities.

Therefore, in the face of an opponent who has lost consciousness, they can only use dream attacks, hoping to break the opponent's defenses, let the soul shadow judge the opponent's defeat, or exhaust the opponent's dream power, and walk out of the tombstone by themselves.

"Click, click, click......" The first tombstone began to crack, and pieces of rubble began to fall off the tombstone and fell to the ground, and slowly, two figures emerged, with a large number of earthy yellow chains entangled in the middle. This is also the reason why in the end all the tombstones were completely cracked, and the two figures did not fall to the ground.

......Suddenly, a fresh breeze blew, and all the chains turned into powder and floated into the air like paper that had been weathered for thousands of years. The two figures froze in place, and after a long period of effort, they both began their own rickety journeys.

For a moment, Nan Tingyu and Qian Xinlie, who stood up and stood by the side, didn't know how to make a choice, because, not only that, but under the perception of their spiritual power, the life breath of the two people was like an illusory candle flame, between crumbling and on the verge of extinguishing.

"Bang!" In the end, among the two figures, all of them fell down, but one of them supported his body with the weapon in his hand at the moment when he was about to fall, and the next moment, the figures of Nan Tingyu and Qian Xinlie who ran towards confirmed the identity of the other party.

"Boss, boss, are you alright?!" the two of them stepped forward and exclaimed in surprise.

"Uh...... You two unlucky guys, let me go quickly, ah......" Before he finished speaking, a forked voice came out of his mouth, and Ling San frowned and shouted with a pale face.

"What's the matter, boss, are you uncomfortable there?!" Qian Xinlie's body trembled, and his hand involuntarily used strength, but it was obvious that he didn't see the other party's brows furrowed deeper and his face paler. But Nan Tingyu on the other side could see it, and he knew it by looking at the steps he quietly moved backwards.

"Papapa......" A sound of slapping sounded, and Ling San's body, which should have been weak, was as flexible as a monkey at this time, pulling Qian Xinlie's collar with one hand, and the other hand frequently landed on his head.

While hitting, he said, "It's uncomfortable there, it's injured there?!You know?!Still holding it so tightly, and using so much strength in your hands, I don't know if I'm still cultivating on my own?!"

"Hahaha...... Ahem, um, ahem, ahem......" Nan Tingyu stood quietly aside, for a while, he didn't hold back his laughter, he thought in his heart that he didn't laugh, but his body couldn't control it, so the final result was that his body was out of breath.

However, just as the three of them were messing around, another tombstone also began to crack, and spider web-like cracks appeared on the smooth body of the monument.

This time, the sound of this tombstone cracking was significantly smaller than the previous one, and the naturally cracked pieces were not so thorough, and after landing, half of the entire tombstone was left, and the two figures were naturally half hidden in the tombstone.

However, this time, after all the chains between the two of them shattered, the two figures fell limp, leaning against each other. It is clear that both men are unconscious.

"Boss, what should I do, now that the three of us have not recovered our dream power, how can we rescue the third child?!" Qian Xinlie held Ling San with one hand, grabbed the broken edge of the remaining tombstone with the other, and asked with a frown.

"Old Five, come and see what to do, among the five of us, you usually stay in the Scripture Pavilion for a long time. Ling San borrowed the strength of Qian Xin's hunter to straighten his body and asked.

"Hmm...... What should I do?!In this case, it is obvious that the third child did not exhaust the dream power in the other party's body, but was dragged down by the other party, and the other party's consciousness has long fallen into a deep sleep, so there are two ways to break the remaining tombstone, one is for the three of us to control the power to break it from the outside, and the other is to put the third child here, and when the game is over, let the other sect lift it. However, I would recommend the second method, the first of which is a bit thankless. ”

"Okay, just as you said, let's wait for the game to end, and there will only be one tombstone left anyway!" Ling San immediately decided.

"What! The game is over, I thought that a few people from Houtufeng would be able to win, but I didn't expect such a move?!"

"However, the five people of Houtufeng are really strong enough, in such a situation, they didn't give up, and they still wanted to die with each other!