The Chosen Battleground!

Eight people, including Hades, Python Scales, and Waste, each faced Jun Yixiao, Yu Huan, Yun Chen, Qiu Kong, Butterfly Lover, Shen Zi, Tomb Shen, and Qiu Kong's junior brother. Without exception, all eight of them had heavy faces, as if they were covered with thick ice!

Ying Que and the others all understood that in the face of Jun Yixiao's opponents, their chances of winning were very small!

However, if they don't fight a battle, they will be somewhat unwilling! Perhaps, if the exercises are mutually restricted, a miracle will occur? Moreover, not a single one of them lost their lives in the first round of defeat just now, and this also gave them some reassurance!

However, these people didn't find it, such as Yun Chen, Shenzi, and Tomb Shen, there was already a flash of murderous intent in the depths of their eyes, and as for Jun Yixiao, Yu Huan and others, there was also impatience on their faces!

"Begin!" Mo Yan spoke, and on the Heavenly Chosen Battle Platform, a curtain of light reached the sky.

And as soon as the order was given, the fierce battle began, but this time the so-called fierce battle began quickly and ended faster!

And, full of blood and cruelty!

Within half a minute, the body of the dead first exploded entirely, and the Dao Gate behind him also collapsed directly, and he couldn't die anymore. Then the python scales were seriously injured and were snatched up and devoured by the unjust souls in Yun Chen's Ten Directions Immortal Banner! Then, Huang was struck by Jun with a smile and slid down against the battle platform's air cover, life and death were unknown, and then Yu Huan killed Ouyang Han with a halberd.......

Under the battle platform, there was a boo, and many cultivators watching, including some Tianjiao who had been eliminated before, couldn't help but feel a little chill in their backs, secretly glad that they were not facing Yun Chen's demons. However, the five true saints such as Mo Yan and others were indifferent, as if they turned a blind eye.

Finally, the light curtain disappeared again, and Yun Chen, Yu Huan, Jun Yixiao and other eight people stood with their hands in their hands, and their figures all exuded a sense of rebelliousness and confidence. Mo Yan nodded secretly, and with an inexplicable force, he rolled up Huang and Ouyang Han who were lying on the battle platform, and then sent them to their respective camps.

And the miserable cries soon sounded in the camp below, and some people even faintly heard some suppressed remarks vowing to revenge!

All of this has not escaped the eyes and ears of the Demon Saint Mo!

"Bastard!" Mo Yan suddenly shouted, and a terrifying momentum rose into the sky, blasting away the clouds in the sky. Mo Yan's gaze swept over the crowd below, "Since you have chosen to participate, then you must have the consciousness of death and injury! This seat has long said that if you think you are invincible, you can abstain early, but these wastes are lucky! Who can blame you for death?"

"Moreover, what are these casualties? Do you know the battle of the Guardian Plane? Do you know the cruelty of that kind of battle? You must know that in that kind of battle, a cultivator of the level of the True Dao, every time he goes out, he is basically doomed to death and no life!"

"And under the truth, I don't even have the qualifications to participate and approach!"

"Maybe in your eyes, these wastes are also very good, and it's a pity to die in the trial selection like this, but I want to tell you, how can you really grow without the trial of blood and fire?

"He, he, he, you may have all heard of him, or even know each other, right?" Mo Yan suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed to the three people below, and one of them was Yue Qian, the master who smiled at Jun. The strange thing is that the three truth-level masters who have been pointed out by Mo Yan lowered their heads at the same time at this moment, as if they knew something.

"They are all genuine True Dao cultivators, and their level is not low, but they are not qualified to step into the battlefield of the Guardian Plane! Why? Because they have not been tempered enough back then, their combat power is completely unworthy of their name and realm! And the truly powerful Truth Dao level masters have long been scattered on the various defense lines of the plane battlefield, and every moment, they pass by the Grim Reaper!"

"As for them, the biggest reason why we stay by our side is to discover good seedlings and cultivate them!"

"Of course, I don't say this to belittle them, but more importantly, I hope you can wake up! The plane we live in is not peaceful! I'm not afraid to tell you that the number of True Saint-level masters in our plane is far inferior to the one that invades!"

"If it weren't for the local advantages and some special features, our plane would have fallen long ago!"

"There are no eggs under the nest! For the sake of the longevity of the plane, we must make sacrifices! We must cultivate true peerless powerhouses in a bloody and cruel way, so that they can hit the peak of the True Saint in the future, and even surpass the True Saint level!"

Under Mo Yan's words, the crying gradually stopped, and some bloody cultivators clenched their fists tightly.

After a pause, Mo Yan retracted his momentum and turned his head to look at the Heavenly Chosen Battle Platform, "Forget it, don't say more, the third round, prepare!" Mo Yan's gaze flowed between the eight people, obviously, Mo Yan was thinking about how to match the third round.

Jun Yixiao and the others were all calm, trying to maintain their state at the peak, after all, none of the remaining eight people were soft persimmons!

Finally, Mo Yan thought about it, "In the third round, Jun Yi smiled at the empty side, Yu Huan on the butterfly, Yun Chen on the tomb deep, and Shenzi on the hard (the junior brother who seeks the emptiness)." ”

"Whew!" The eight people were instantly divided into four areas by an invisible force, and a curtain of light rose from the battle platform.

Jun smiled and looked at Qiu Kong, with a serious face. On the contrary to Jun's smile, Qiu Kong's face had a gentle smile on his face, and he put one hand together on his chest. If there are uninformed laypeople here, I am afraid that they will take it for granted that seeking emptiness is a great and virtuous Buddhist monk with a great heart and a good heart!

"Let's go!" Mo Yan ordered.

But this time, the four groups of people did not fight each other at the first time, but each looked for a suitable opportunity.

Jun Yixiao is the same, but Jun Yixiao found that although seeking emptiness is graceful, the whole body is full of qi and machine, and there is no so-called flaw at all.

"That being the case, we can only attack!" Jun Yixiao secretly decided, and just when Jun Yixiao just had this idea, the Qiu Kong on the opposite side was the mouth of the Buddha, and took the lead in attacking, "Amitabha, the poor monk has offended!"

As soon as the sound of the Buddha's horn sounded, a series of golden Buddha's handprints had rushed out, as if to completely drown Jun Yixiao. Jun Yixiao didn't dare to slack off, and also launched an attack at the first time.

At the same time, Yu Huan stood in front of Butterfly with a wry smile, not knowing how to start.

"Little brother, what are you still doing in a daze? Everyone else has done it, do you plan to stand here and accompany others to watch the scenery?"

"I ...... Butterflies, let's be honest, you're no match for me. And this time, if you really do it, I can't let you, instead of this, it's better to ....... you just admit defeat!" After a little hesitation, Yu Huan finally said what he thought in his heart.

"Admit defeat? Hehe, that seems impossible? Little brother, as you said, this opportunity is also very important for Butterfly! Even if you know that you may not be the opponent of the little brother, how can you be willing if you don't try your best? How can you explain to your clansmen?"

The butterfly laughed softly, and her eyes flowed. While opening, the butterfly slowly approached Yu Huan with a graceful demeanor, and there was a complexity in the depths of his eyes that was difficult for ordinary people to see.

"Stop!" When the butterfly approached a certain level, Yu Huan immediately stopped with a calm face, and under Yu Huan's cheers, the butterfly's face showed an obvious look of grievance, and his eyes were red, "Little brother, you are a murderer, people are so afraid!"

"You ......." Yu Huan was a little angry, and at this moment, the figure of the butterfly suddenly burst out, bringing up an afterimage, and a cold light was sandwiched in the afterimage.

"Despicable!" Yu Huan only felt his hairs explode, and his heart moved, and the Killing Immortal Halberd in his hand immediately stabbed out.

The collision sound of "clanging" sounded instantly, and in the process of fighting, Yu Huan was shocked to find that his Killing Immortal Halberd was rapidly turning red, and the temperature was getting higher and higher, and there was a faint tendency to soften!

At the same moment, Yun Chen and the tomb are deep, and the Son of God is fighting hard like begging for hardship, but it seems that the waves are not obvious, and the voice is far less than Yun Chen's tomb is inseparable, and it seems that it is not up and down!

However, the hardship was steadily suppressed by the Son of God, and he was at an absolute disadvantage, and he could be defeated at any time!

After a 'fierce' temptation, Qiu Kong suddenly retreated, "Amitabha, the donor is really a good means!"

"The master has praised it!" Jun smiled lightly.

"Hehe, the poor monk never speaks in vain! Although the poor monk did not use his true cultivation just now, the donor seems to have only used the power of the body, and the strength of the donor can be seen from this!"

"It just so happens that the poor monk also has a secret method of forging the body of Buddhism, why don't you compete with the donor with the strength of the body first?

The question was asked, but the body of the void began to swell at the moment of opening, bursting the clothes and blooming with a faint golden light. There is no doubt that seeking emptiness is the impetus for the so-called secret method of forging the body of Buddhism.

Seeing this, Jun smiled and didn't bother to say much, but nodded directly. Anyway, Jun smiled and thought to himself, if he had cultivated the martial arts chapter of the Great Dao Divine Martial Scripture, his physical strength would never be weaker than that of any of his peers!

"Amitabha!" After brewing, Qiu Kong took a step forward and slammed a fist into Jun Yixiao's chest with one hand. And under this punch, Jun smiled and really didn't feel any laws or immortal fluctuations. However, that doesn't mean this punch isn't terrible!

I saw that under the fist of seeking emptiness, the golden rays were swirling, and the void was shattered, revealing an unstoppable momentum.

Jun immediately raised his hand as soon as he smiled, and the same punch was blasted out.

It's too late, it's too soon. In an instant, two huge fist shadows slammed into one place, and the sonic boom of "crackling" was connected into a string, and the two fists were frozen for a short time.

However, this stalemate was quickly broken!

As Jun Yixiao's eyebrows lifted, a stronger force rushed out of Jun Yixiao's body, as if it was about to be overwhelming.

Sensing that something was wrong, Qiu Kong also tried his best to bless himself at the first time, but Qiu Kong was shocked to find that under Jun Yixiao's afterburner, he couldn't stop it at all!

The sound of footsteps kept ringing, and when Qiu Kong stabilized his body, Qiu Kong's face was already iron-blue, and the arm where Qiu Kong threw his fist was already swollen and deformed.