The atmosphere in the stadium has become delicate for a while.

Xing Zhan's face had not been better at all since he retorted with Li Han.

Undoubtedly, the little girl of the Bird's Beak Clan, who has almost no combat power, and the old woman recommended by the city Wang Jiangling, are all people they look down on.

But once someone wants to come forward to woo him, it seems to rob him of his right to speak, and challenge his authority.

No matter how you look at it, it's uncomfortable!

The cold air condensed in his eyes became heavier and heavier.

It's just that Xing Zhan didn't speak, a sneer hung on his lips, and he looked at the field.

Gu Ling of the Bird's Beak Clan is actually still very young.

She was weak, wearing a snow-white dress, but decorated with five-colored feathers, and her eyes were large, very clear, but also very timid.

After seeing the sorrow and asking, her body tensed, and her lips trembled a little.

During the period, Ai Ai looked at the sorrow, Gu Ling said timidly: "I, can we too?"

I...... Guys?

Looking at Gu Ling's sorrow, after hearing these two words, he was slightly surprised.

She subconsciously thought that Gu Ling looked to the side, and standing next to her was an old woman with a curved back, full of silver hair, and wrinkles on her face, but she gave people a very simple feeling.

Except for the kitchen knife, which looked a little abrupt, she looked like the most ordinary village woman.

We......

There was no one else in the field.

It turned out that they knew each other.

Seeing the sorrow, he naturally made a judgment, and replied with a smile: "Of course you can, but it's just a matter of pathway, and it doesn't matter." ”

At that moment, Gu Ling's face showed a bit of surprise and gratitude, but looking at her worried eyes, it was also mixed with a bit of curiosity and scrutiny.

Almost subconsciously, she glanced at Li Han over there.

But Li Han didn't react at all, as if he had acquiesced.

She bit her lip, pulled the sleeve of the old woman next to her, and whispered, "Then I'll be with my mother-in-law." Mother-in-law?"

With that, she looked to her side.

The white-haired old woman glanced around the audience, and it was clear in her heart that they actually had no other choice at all, either the two of them together, or join Li Han's side. As for Xing Zhan, he would not accept them.

What's more, it may not be safe over there.

Therefore, after taking a deep look at the sorrow, the white-haired old woman bowed down and thanked the sorrow: "Then there is a sorrowful girl." ”

"It's okay, please. ”

Seeing sorrow, he stepped out of the way and motioned for them to come over.

So, Gu Ling nodded, held the old woman's hand, and walked to the side of the sorrowful and stood near Chen Tingyan - it was obvious that no one wanted to approach a dead face like Zhang Tang and a killing god like Li Han.

Seeing this, he laughed secretly in his heart.

She was about to turn around and walk back and say something to everyone, but unexpectedly, a sneer came from the other side, and suddenly came: "Drag the oil bottle with the drag oil bottle, but I really want to open it." Aren't you afraid that if you go in, you'll die? ha......"

Gu Ling, who had just stood still, turned pale almost immediately, revealing a slightly embarrassed expression.

Seeing that he was also frowning, he looked to the other side, and the person who spoke was standing behind Xing Zhan, thin and tall, with a radiant look on his face, looking at his side with a disdainful expression.

Impermanence, Xing Fei.

I have an impression of this person.

At that time, before taking the literary exam in the square, Xing Zhan joked about her name, saying that "everyone is worried when I see it", and this Xing Fei laughed the loudest at that time.

She glanced back at the other party, her frowning brows slowly loosened, and she showed a faint smile, and said calmly: "Life and death are fate, as for whether it is delayed or not, I don't have to worry about Xing Fei Daoyou." The eighteenth layer of hell is about to open, and it is better for Xing Fei Daoyou to care more about himself. ”

After all, among this group of people, Xing Fei's cultivation is really not very high, and now he dares to come out and ridicule others, which is nothing more than a death battle against the impermanence clan's current power.

Can......

When the eighteenth layer of hell opens, this so-called "potential" is nothing.

"You!"

Xing Fei obviously didn't expect that his ridicule would be exchanged for such a meaningful sentence with a gun and a stick!

This nun is so bold!

"The little Soul Bead Realm cultivator even dares to speak wildly!"

Raising his hand and holding his waist, Xing Fei was annoyed and ashamed, and immediately wanted to do something.

However, the moment he raised his hand, a gloomy and depressing momentum slowly rose from another corner of the field, and almost immediately hit his heart, making him feel cold and his heart was terrified!

This is......

Xing Fei was shocked in his heart, and turned his head to look-

Dressed in a navy blue robe, he stood not far from Jianchou, with his hands on his shoulders, and he didn't speak, and his dark blue glass eyes looked at him with undisguised ridicule.

Chilling!

"Xing Fei!"

At the critical moment, Xing Zhan, who had been watching from the sidelines, shouted.

"What are you doing here?"

"I ......"

Xing Fei hadn't come back to his senses yet, and subconsciously wanted to refute.

However, Xing Zhan had already reprimanded him sharply: "Now that we are divided into two factions, we are both monks of the Dead City in vain, and you want to kill each other like a white-eyed wolf?!"

"That's right. ”

Xing Fei raised his head and glanced at Xing Zhan, then he put his hand down from his waist hatefully, and sneered: "Big brother is right, why should I bother with such waste!"

Xing Zhan smiled and patted him on the shoulder, but he gave Jianchou a look that seemed to be smiling, and said: "There is still a period of time before the time, let's go, let's also discuss what to do after entering the eighteenth layer of hell." ”

"Good. ”

Xing Fei agreed, and the two walked back to the crowd opposite.

The other side was sad, and sneered in his heart.

This scene is played!

It was obvious that Xing Fei didn't agree with him and wanted to do it, but he didn't expect Li Han to release the coercion immediately, and he didn't dare to move immediately.

Although Xing Fei's cultivation is not low, compared with Li Han's amazing combat power, where does he have the power to fight back?

Therefore, Xing Zhan came out to persuade him, and he also pointed out that Sang scolded Huai, saying that Li Han killed the monks of the dead city and was a "white-eyed wolf".

This is the most ridiculous joke I've ever heard since I entered the Extreme Realm!

She shook her head, turned around with a smile, and walked back to her side, glanced at Li Han, and said, "Thank you Li Han." ”

With a strong momentum, after Xing Zhan and Xing Fei retreated, they had already put it away.

In the face of the sad thanks, he nodded casually, but did not speak.

I don't know if it's an illusion of sorrow, she only feels that the cold at this moment is not particularly unkind, but the smell of alienation and coldness in her eyes is deeper than before.

Is it because she didn't know her in the past, so she thinks this cold is different from the rumors?

There was a faint doubt in the bottom of my heart, and I saw that the sorrow swept around them.

Seven people.

In addition to Zhang Tang, Chen Tingyan, Li Han, Gu Ling, the old woman and Jianchou herself, the other person is Chen Tingyan's Riyou clan, named Wang Renjie.

This person was wearing a gray robe, and he didn't seem to have any sense of existence, and he was standing by Chen Tingyan's side all the time.

Because the Riyou clan and the impermanence clan had old grudges, he could only stay with Chen Tingyan, and he didn't talk much from beginning to end, and he seemed lukewarm.

Because the monk's memory is quite amazing, everyone has also seen the virtual image condensed on the picture scroll of the Ding Zheng Nebula, and has a better understanding of what the names and surnames of the seventeen people are now, so they also avoid introducing and knowing each other.

Seeing sorrow, I know Zhang Tang, Chen Tingyan, and Li Han at the same time, but Zhang Tang, Li Han, and Chen Tingyan have no connection with each other, and even-for-tat.

Therefore, seeing sorrow became the only person suitable to speak.

She sighed in her heart, only to feel that their team was also very wonderful, it was like a patchwork of four dissimilarities.

"At this moment, there is indeed a long way to go. ”

"Even though we're a makeshift team, we don't know how long we'll last. However, everyone should also know that the battle is dangerous, and it will eventually lead to cannibalism. But only the only person who stays in the eighteenth layer of hell can become Dingyuan. ”

At this, she paused and glanced at everyone.

"I don't know, what do you think?"

Zhang Tang, Li Han, and the old woman naturally didn't speak, Wang Renjie was not familiar with Jianchou and didn't speak, and the little girl Gu Ling shook her head, saying that she didn't have any ideas.

In the end, only Chen Tingyan remained.

"Hmm...... Seeing that you are worried about asking like this, you must have an idea, you simply said it directly, we listen to you. ”

I want to roll my eyes.

This stuffy gourd-like team......

Seeing sorrow, he felt an indescribable heaviness, and sighed: "I do have ideas. There is only one winner of the competition. But I believe that some of us here don't want to compete for Dingyuan, and want to survive more than lose their lives. ”

Hearing this, Gu Ling nodded and involuntarily pulled the sleeve of the old woman next to her.

The white-haired old woman touched her head, and looked at her sad gaze, which also became a little strange.

A person who was recommended by the Qin Guang Palace's palace to enter the Ding Battle, with the weakest soul bead realm cultivation in the history of the Extreme Domain, said that "I want to survive more than lose my life", which is really a little surprising.

Even Wang Renjie couldn't help but look worried.

See the sorrow calmly.

She didn't want to compete for the Ding Yuan herself, but she had to reach the eighteenth layer of hell and safely pass through the Shitian Creation Array and return to the nineteen continents.

As for whether she loses her life halfway, it depends on her luck.

"Before we reach the eighteen levels of hell, there is actually no fundamental conflict of interest, and even we have the same goal - that is, to get ahead of others and reach the hell further down as soon as possible. ”

Using the same goal to tie up the originally scattered crowd is a strategy that comes to mind at this moment.

As for what will happen after going down, it is impossible to predict.

Therefore, she doesn't think about it, she only does the best she can do now.

After all, it is also related to her vital interests.

If everyone walked together, the danger would be much less, and the second would be a little more chance for her to successfully descend to the eighteenth floor.

Seeing that he was worried and talking, he looked at it, and saw that everyone didn't speak, and acquiesced to the article he proposed, and his heart relaxed a little.

Eventually, she confided in her claim.

"So, I think our group can fight without a fight along the way, and we don't take the initiative to fight others, so as to ensure that we reach the seventeenth floor as quickly as possible. At that time, everyone had to fight among themselves, kill them, and then solve them. Previously, speed was the main thing, I don't know what you think?"

“……”

The crowd did not speak for a moment.

It is undeniable that the words of sorrow are clear-minded, well-organized, and feasible, which is in line with everyone's fundamental purpose.

It's just that......

On the other hand, she has seen it too thoroughly.

The essence of Ding Zheng is to kill each other.

She did not shy away from the parting of ways and even drew her sword against each other when a few people turned back, and said frankly that when she walked to the seventeenth floor, everyone loved it, and she directly poked the dark and itchy places in the hearts of people who were interested in Dingyuan......

"I have no opinion on such a plan. ”

Wang Renjie was the first to agree.

Chen Tingyan spread his fan and smiled elegantly: "I naturally only see the sorrowful horse's head." ”

Zhang Tang nodded slowly.

Gu Ling and the old woman glanced at each other and said, "We have no opinion." ”

In the end, everyone looked at Li Han together.

Li Han raised his eyebrows slightly, but he kept looking at the sorrow, and a few wisps of light flashed under his eyes, as if he had an inquiring meaning: "No objection." ”

This look ......

So sharp.

Did he perceive something?

There was a strange premonition in my heart, but it was vague and indistinct.

It is indeed in the interests of everyone to go down as fast as possible, but in fact, it is the interests of sorrow that are most in line with it.

If she could get ahead of others, she would have enough time to traverse the Liberation Heaven Creation Array.

But if she is behind others, she will have to face the battle that is already on the eighteenth layer of hell in front of her, and she will also have to be careful of the attacks of those who come later.

For her, there is really no other way than the word "fast".

If you think about it more deeply, you will find that this plan is actually not the best.

The best solution is to be a fisherman, wait for the snipe and mussels to fight before going down, waiting for the opportunity to move, rather than rushing all the way. It's just that I mentioned that everyone can disperse at will in the seventeenth layer of hell, and everyone thinks that it is not too late to "wait for the opportunity" in the seventeenth layer of hell.

As a result, they barely noticed the slightest anomaly in the proposal of seeing sorrow.

Is it cold......

Seeing that he quietly withdrew his gaze, his voice was unusual, and he said lightly: "Since everyone agrees, then it will be decided like this." Let's rest and wait for the eighteenth hell gate to open. ”

With that, she sat down in a corner, placed the pitch-black Wind Swallowing Sword on her knees, raised her hands and pressed them on the scabbard, and looked up.

Zhang Tang didn't mean to meditate and rest at all, just stood next to the steps, looking at the Ding Zheng Jin Ling in the center, his eyes calm.

Gu Ling and the old woman also found a place to sit down.

Chen Tingyan over there almost immediately wanted to come over to see him, but Wang Renjie pulled him next to him, and said, "I have something to ask you", and then dragged him aside and spoke in a low voice.

Only Li Han, after glancing around, came directly to the side not far from Jianchou, lifted his robe, and sat down cross-legged.

Part of the navy blue robe was spread on the ground, and the demon pattern embroidered on it had a hideous beauty in the golden light.

His fingers were like dry bones, resting on his knees, and the dark green ring was placed on his index finger, which accentuated the paleness of his fingers.

The back is straight, and the temperament is refined.

Such a gesture fell into the eyes of sorrow, but suddenly, it awakened some pictures hidden in memory......

Suddenly subtle.

The fingers on the scabbard trembled, she slowly turned her gaze away, and also looked at the Ding Zheng Jin Ling in front of her, but said as if she was careless: "I and Li Gongzi, did you know each other in the past?"

The two sit almost side by side in a straight line, so their shoulders are also in a straight line.

When Li Han heard it, he only lowered his eyes, took away all the dim divine light under his eyes, and put the fingers on his knees without even moving, as if his emotions did not fluctuate.

His voice was cold, and he used an extremely strange tone, and said slowly: "I have been practicing in the Extreme Domain for forty or fifty years, and seeing that I am young and have just arrived, I must have you and I on an isolated island in the world, and we don't know each other. ”

"Li Han" has been practicing in the Extreme Domain for forty or fifty years, and seeing that the Sorrowful Tonggong has not lived to such an old age, he has never had the opportunity to get acquainted on an isolated island in the world, let alone die in vain.

So......

Seeing sorrow, he quietly hooked his lips.

Chen Tingyan over there quickly finished talking to Wang Renjie and walked over.

Seeing that she was worried, she didn't speak again, or she didn't plan to speak again, she only slowly closed her eyes, but the perception around her body was raised to the extreme.

At this time, the thinking is also the clearest.

The eighteenth layer of hell, once it is used as a place for competition, even the Eight Directions Yan Hall cannot interfere.

That's where her opportunity lies.

She has ten arrays in her hand, including three defenses and seven attacks, and three killer magic weapons, which can instantly destroy the jade nirvana without any pressure, even if you are at the peak of the jade nirvana, you are likely to die if you are not careful, and there are also pill talismans and other things to support.

Now that she has the lowest cultivation, she may die if she is not careful, so the first thing to guard against is the attack of others.

Therefore, after thinking about it for a while, when I saw sorrow, I separated a wisp of my heart and sank into the bag.

The fingers on the scabbard moved slightly, and a small array disk was hidden in the palm of her hand, and she pressed it silently.

A strange fluctuation centered on her palm and spread out all over her body.

It's just that except for Li Han next to him who glanced back at her, no one noticed it.

Inside the above-ground building, light and shadow flow.

Under the cover of the nebula, day and night are indistinguishable.

Everyone in the city of vain has already begun to adjust, just waiting for the moment when the door opens, but on the nebula scroll, it is not calm at all.

A total of 86 people participated in this competition, including 18 people who died in vain.

But because of the fierce cold hand, a ghost cultivator of the leopard tail clan died early, and his virtual image immediately collapsed from the picture scroll at the same time as he died.

After that, the seventeen people on the scroll did not move.

But the other virtual images disappear from time to time, and one disappears from time to time.

Even the city of Xudu is gone, and there are four people left.

Obviously, this is the same as the situation on the side of the city before, it must have been moved, and there were still dead people. It's just that the people in the building don't have a Xuan Ring to watch the situation, so they don't know who did it.

The only thing that is certain is that the favorites who won the top spot this year are still there.

Pan Hexun of the Wheel King Palace, Niu Dongliang of the Niutou Clan, and Zhong Lanling of the Ghost King Clan......

When the time was approaching, he opened his eyes when he saw sorrow, first glanced at the top of his head, and after seeing the situation clearly, he counted it carefully, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing: "The powerful ones are not dead yet......"

Chen Tingyan had already opened his eyes at this moment, and almost rolled his eyes when he heard this.

"Isn't that for sure? I saw that there was a bitter battle. There are also more than a dozen people in Xudu City who have entered the third round this year, and judging from their murderous nature, they only stopped after only four deaths, and apparently formed an alliance. Hey, hey, it's a show......"

"You're in the middle of the play, too. ”

Seeing that Chou lifted the sword and got up, he reminded him with great interest.

The smile on his face stiffened, and Chen Tingyan instantly stopped talking: "You are ruthless enough!"

In the play, where is the material to sigh about others?

He shook his head, let out a long sigh, and touched his neck: "Why can't I think about it, what kind of competition did I come to participate in......"

I heard it, but I didn't comment on it.

Chen Tingyan just seems to be a straw bag, and he is not forced to come to fight, how can he not have ambition? It's just that he hid it well, and she pretended not to know.

At this moment, the atmosphere of the entire above-ground upstairs has been completely solidified.

The two groups of people stood opposite each other, distinct, but they both raised their heads, looking at the golden column, looking at the golden runes floating on it.

As soon as the time came, I heard a strange sound of "bang-la-la".

The countless golden runes that were suspended in mid-air that made up the Ding Zheng Golden Order were like scattered flowers and breaking waves, rushing and spinning in all directions.

In the midst of the metallic sound of water, the Ding Zheng Jin Ling turned into a huge ring, almost covering the open space above and below the upper floors.

"Boom!"

The ring spun around, and immediately a strong wind blew!

Those who stood closer saw sorrow, and a sky-blue robe immediately danced.

She looked up, but felt a wave of panic.

The dazzling golden light on the golden order quickly became dim in this rotation, as if it had turned from a piece of gold to a stone!

"Boom—"

The ring formed by the golden order continues to rotate.

Golden light, a little darker!

The whole ring seems to have been dyed with ink, and gradually transforms into a strange pure black.

Soon, the last bit of golden light was engulfed in darkness.

"Click!"

It was as if the key was spinning and biting, and the door opened instantly!

At that moment, a cold aura suddenly shrouded from the center of the ring and shrouded down from the top of everyone's heads.

The door to killing has been opened!

Inside the pitch-black ring, there was a gray world, a chaotic one, and nothing could be seen clearly.

The rings worn by everyone emitted a dark green light almost at the same time, as if sensing the opening of the door, urging everyone to devote themselves to it.

It's just that......

Not a single one moved.

Seeing that the sorrowful side and Xing Zhan's side have long formed a feud, they are already eyeing each other at this moment.

Who knows if one side will go first, and the other side will take this opportunity to be ruthless?

Therefore, at this critical moment, everyone forcibly pressed it.

"Boom ......"

After it had turned black to the extreme, the ring was still spinning, and soon it was a circle.

When I got to the next lap, a little golden light leaked out of it—

Worst!

The gate has already begun to close!

Seeing that he frowned, his eyes met Xing Zhan almost instantly, and he said almost at the same time: "Go!"

Now there is no need to fight for any priority.

Almost as their words landed, both of them shot out of the ground and threw themselves straight towards the gray and chaotic world in the ring overhead!

The cold breath was instantly close.

Vaguely, there is also a disturbing depression.

Seeing that he was worried about holding a sword in one hand and the palm of the other hand against the array plate, he was about to throw himself into it when he saw it-

However, there was a deep white light on the opposite side, and suddenly it flashed!

"Whew!"

It turned out to be a long white iron cable, like a poisonous python, shooting towards the sorrowful lightning!

Impermanence, Soul Hook!