"It turned out to be an entry-level heaven-level battle armor, not to mention how precious the materials are, this directly saves more than ten years of warmth, and it is extremely precious!"

"What's more important is the half-percent psychic probability, which shows that the material of the battle armor is extraordinary, maybe after hundreds of years of tempering, it is really possible to become a psychic treasure, and the magic weapon is born of spiritual wisdom."

Some people on the field whispered, looking at the bright light with fiery eyes.

"Although precious, it is not an exaggeration for the identity of the combatants..."

Some people say this, and many people agree with this statement.

After all, even characters like Shanzi, Zongli, and Longyazi are there, and the general color head is not in the eyes of the law at all, but it looks a little shabby.

The major forces sent two disciples, such as the Zunlong Hall and Wanfeng Mountain, and the like all sent the top two descendants, while the Tongxuan Sect was Feng Yin and Zhan Mei.

Airplanes!

At this time, there was a rush in the center of the pavilion, and a domain gate appeared here, and more than a dozen people rushed in and teleported directly to the mountain range in front.

Laugh at!

Feng Yin's ears rang, and in a blink of an eye, the surrounding scenery had changed greatly, and he appeared somewhere in the mountain range.

But at this time, Feng Yin's expression was a little weird, looking at the man wearing a purple and gold crown not far away, and said to himself: "Why is he in the same place as me?" ”

I don't know if it's a coincidence or a heart, the place where the battle eyebrows fell was only a few dozen zhang away from Feng Yin, and it was in the same area.

The two of them looked at each other and began to wander around, looking for the spirit objects that were exposed to their sight.

Feng Yin had just walked a few steps, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and a giant bird appeared in front of him, with a body like iron casting, and his body with a metallic luster trembled slightly, and at this time, he also stared at Feng Yin, and a low roar came towards him.

This time Jing Ling hunted, the comprehension on the field was all kinds of fierce birds and beasts refined by metal sacrifices, although they had a body, but to put it bluntly, they were just a kind of puppets.

Bang!

The ground shook violently, and the ground under Feng Yin's feet collapsed into a large piece, and he struck a blow with the fierce bird, leaving a deep fist mark on the latter's wings, and the latter's sharp claws, but only left a shallow white mark on his body, and he quickly recovered.

"The strength of the average cultivator in the early stage of the Dao is mostly the lowest-level spirit beast in the Jing Spirit Hunting Ground..."Feng Yin guessed, and he had a preliminary understanding of the strength of the spirit beasts that infested here.

Rumble!

But just as Feng Yin was about to attack, a condensed mountain above the giant bird suppressed and fell, and the heavy mountain with a cold divine power suddenly hit the bird.

The latter let out a wail and turned directly into a puddle of discus under the mountain, and the war eyebrows appeared at the same time, took out a bead of white light from it, and turned away with a sneer.

He went and returned, and snatched Feng Yin's prey.

"Humph......"

Zhan Mei chuckled lightly and passed by Feng Yin, Feng Yin didn't say anything, and looked at him with a flat gaze.

In the audience, Feng Zi, who saw this scene, couldn't help but say angrily: "Is there any mistake, he snatched my brother's prey, and didn't he foul just leave?" ”

A cultivator shook his head and explained, "The final result is determined by the number of beads, and snatching prey is just a tactic, and it is not illegal. ”

Feng Zi was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help muttering: "Who broke the rules, whether it was hunting or beating people..."

"The old man is determined, how?!" An old man blew his beard and glared.

Feng Zi stuck out his tongue and stopped talking, that person was the senior of the Zong family, and his status was similar to that of the elders of the Tongxuan Sect, Feng Zi was angry again, and he could only stare dryly at this time.

At this time, in the Jing Ling Hunting Ground, powerful masters from all walks of life showed their might, and every move and style had the power to turn decay into magic, and their achievements were amazing.

"Look, Zong Li held down the three-headed tiger puppet with one hand, and directly crushed it into pieces..."

"Dumping Shanzi is really unfathomable, a bronze giant can only walk three moves under his hands, and he can easily cut off his head."

"I have to say that the other person in the Venerable Dragon Hall is also very strong, and one person is still more than enough to fight against the seven iron bull puppets..."

In the spectator seat, there were voices of admiration from time to time, except for a few people such as Long Yazi who were on the other side of the mountain range and could not see it, every strong person in the field of vision was very powerful, and hunting was like slaughter.

At this time, Feng Yin was facing a giant python, and he narrowed his eyes and weighed the strength of this python puppet.

"It's probably the combat power in the middle and late stages of the Dao, but the flexibility is extraordinary, and it's not difficult to deal with..."

He muttered to himself, his palm was thick, and the power of the stars and the moon turned into a slap of three or four feet, and the volley was pressed horizontally, and the strong wind was everywhere.

Laugh at!

But at this moment, a heavy mountain appeared in the sky above the silver palm, and the mountain body of more than ten zhang was extremely condensed, and it was pressed down with a huge might, and the space emitted a huge roar.

Rumble!

The ground shook, stone chips flew, the silver palm was shattered, and the heavy mountain continued to blow, hitting the giant python hard, and the latter turned into a puddle of iron slag on the spot.

"You've gone a little too far."

Looking at the battle eyebrows that turned into mountains, Feng Yin's voice became cold, and anger rose in his heart.

Chongshan changed his body and turned back into the true appearance of the battle eyebrows, holding a copper-colored bead in his hand, his expression was extremely arrogant, and his eyes were empty.

"You still don't understand? This is not only a contest of the major veins, but also a contest between me and you. His eyes were shining, and his fighting spirit was high.

Rumble!

Just when Feng Yin wanted to say something, the ground in the distance suddenly shook, and a huge crocodile dragon with a body length of more than ten zhang rushed over, the color of metal circulating throughout its body, and the pressure was powerful.

A bronze giant crocodile with combat power in the late stage of entry!

Zhan Mei's limbs were thick and powerful, and his eyes were still fixed on Feng Yin, but his arms turned into a miniature mountain, and he pressed down heavily on the crocodile dragon from top to bottom, and his breath was condensed.

This is the power of moving mountains, the power can move mountains, but also move themselves, create mysteries, incomparable mysteries.

The crocodile was strong, but it trembled in the shadow of the mountain, and before the heavy mountain fell on its body, it could no longer help itself, and it could not even move.

I have to say that Zhan Mei's strength is extremely strong, but in terms of speed, Feng Yin is not a little stronger than him.

Airplanes!

The void trembled, and he couldn't see what Feng Yin was doing, only to see the huge body of the crocodile dragon trembling, and he fell to the ground with a bang, and then was hit by the mountain and turned into a puddle of iron slag.

Feng Yin, on the other hand, held a brass-colored bead in his hand and looked at Zhan Mei with interest.

"If you have to use this as a competition, you can only ask for your own hardship." He said with a smirk.

"Your strength has improved so much......

Zhan Mei narrowed his eyes, feeling an indescribable threat in Feng Yin's body.

As he spoke, his body moved suddenly, and a Xuanci Mountain floated above his head, suppressing all things while fiercely attacking towards Feng Yin.

"In that case, let's fight!" He snorted.

(End of chapter)