The main body of the building where Long Wanjun was located had already begun to collapse. （）

As soon as a dozen soldiers rushed to the door, they heard only a creaking and screeching sound, and the pillars supporting the house began to split.

In a dull sound, the house collapsed, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

The soldiers of the Qinglong battalion were stunned, they still didn't know what kind of attack they had encountered, and who the enemy was.

All they know is that their beloved general is most likely dead.

Outside, the adjutant shouted loudly: "Death to see the body, dig me up, dig up the body of General Long." ”

Everyone moved from the brief silence and moved the rubble to the side.

There was a lot of strength in the crowd, and it didn't take long for the ruins to be emptied in half.

"Someone came out. A soldier held out a hand to the ruins in front of him.

Long Wanjun crawled out of the rubble.

The soldiers of the Blue Dragon Battalion cheered for his escape from death.

Long Wanjun looked around, but the feeling was different, the cyan armor on his body was shattered, revealing the gray clothes inside.

Long Wanjun raised his hand, and a quaint round mirror rose in his hand.

"Dragon General, what is that mirror?" the lieutenant general looked at him with suspicion.

The quaint round mirror rose into the air and burst out with a breathtaking light, forming an enchantment that surrounded the entire Black Corner Village.

All the soldiers of the Blue Dragon Battalion were dragged into the illusion by the light of the ancient mirror, and they were dominated by hatred.

Their eyes changed from bewildered to bewildered, from bewildered to sluggish, from sluggish to incomparably determined.

Long Wanjun sneered contemptuously, raised his black iron spear, and called out loudly. "Brothers, we have been attacked by immortal cultivators, and now we have a chance to take revenge, listen to my orders, and raise our army to the Mingyin Sect. ”

The Qinglong camp moved again, and no one cared about money and treasures.

The eyes of hundreds of thousands of soldiers were blank and extremely determined, and they followed behind Long Wanjun in gray robes and green armor.

The Blue Dragon Battalion is advancing, while the corpses of the real Dragon Armies are rotting in the ruins.

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Baijia Town on an isolated island.

On the day of the opening of the Immortal Fighting Meeting, Baijia Town was like boiling water, and everyone dressed up and went to the competition venue, Douxian Palace.

As soon as I was about to go out during the day, there was a knock on the door.

Opening the door, Daylight saw the visitor frowning: "Yun Daoyou, is there something wrong?"

The person who knocked on the door was the one who accompanied him all the way yesterday.

Yun Qihao said with joy between his eyebrows: "Brother Bai, the game is about to start, let's go, hey, your face is not very good, you won't be worried all night without sleep, right?"

Bai Tian was speechless and said, "So, why have you been following me? My realm is not even as good as yours." ”

Yun Qihao walked unceremoniously to the room. "Because you're my lucky god. ”

"Huh?" the numb words gave Hayday goosebumps.

Yun Qihao grinned. "Brother Bai, don't get me wrong, I'm not afraid of your jokes, my Dharma Body is a lucky Dharma Body, I can find a guy who can make me lucky, you are in front of me when I line up, I look at it, you are simply a head of good luck, there is a halo in the vague protection, follow you, I will definitely be lucky." ”

"What. "Daylight doesn't believe it at all.

Seeing Bai Tian's disbelief, Yun Qihao added. "Okay, let's be honest with you, it's part of nonsense, but I'm really lucky, but there is a little flaw, my luck is good, the people around me are unlucky, I have three friends, the first friend, the two of us retreat together, I went out of the realm to break through, but he went crazy, the second friend we went to the ancient site to hunt for treasures, I found the treasure at the same time, but he was forbidden and lost half his life, so I don't have any friends anymore. ”

Bai Tian asked, "What about the other one?" He saw Yun Qihao's eager gaze. "The third one is me? After listening to the stories of your first two friends, we still had a good time keeping our distance. ”

Yun Qihao hurriedly explained. "No, you're different, remember when you met Mun'en? I was standing behind you at that time, that is, bad luck found you, just like the husband and wife Wangfu Kefu said, I overthink others to prosper yourself, but Brother Bai, your luck is too strong, and you dissolved the bad luck without any accidents, because you have a halo on your head, and you can withstand my defeat! ”

The day is silent. "Luck and bad luck?"

Yun Qihao nodded solemnly. "That's right, luck. ”

"Luck doesn't count on yourself. He said as if his face was paralyzed during the day.

Yun Qihao didn't care. "Let's see, if you don't believe in good luck, bad luck will come. ”

Bai Tian didn't believe Yun Qihao's nonsense at all, but he didn't want to get too close, but the other party was like a sticky cake.

In the end, the two teamed up again and went to the first floor of the Douxian Palace together.

Before entering the venue, cheers could be heard from afar, and the shouts of hundreds of thousands of spectators resounded throughout the Douxian Palace.

From the top floor of the Douxian Palace, the fonts and patterns created by various spells rise.

The water curtain or flame constitutes the declaration of victory of a certain sect and a certain faction.

It's more about the names or icons of some sects, colorful, like a big light show.

The style of the first layer of the Douxian Palace is flames, there is lava everywhere, it is all decorations and illusion circles, and it does not produce damage and heat.

Five hundred arenas fill the first floor, and a thousand contestants fight at the same time, with the winner advancing and the loser eliminated.

In the air of the field, there are four curtain of flames made of spells, facing four directions, on which the contestants' match information is displayed.

Whenever a contestant successfully forms a battle, it will be broadcast in the arena and then displayed on the fire screen.

When all the 1,000 contestants entered, a huge blood-red wall rose in the center of the field.

The host's voice was heard throughout the arena. "Welcome, welcome friends from all over the world to participate in the Four Domains Immortal Fighting Meeting, now what is rising is the blood wall of honor, which is engraved with the previous champions, I hope that this year's players will compete at a high level, show style, don't talk nonsense, start drawing opponents. ”

Open the Heavenly Eye of Battle during the day, and see the name on the blood wall, the last champion was ten years ago, and he left the willow of the Immortal Sect.

This is no surprise.

However, when he saw the second name, Bai Day's heart was stabbed and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Bai Tian and Yun Qihao lined up to wait for the draw, five hundred groups, and those who drew the same number were a group to fight.

All the contestants begin to draw battle numbers, and the list of battles is displayed on the giant screen of fire.

When it was daylight, he had to draw the battle numbers from hundreds of wooden cards that had spells to hide numbers.

Daytime prayed in his heart, as long as it wasn't a top ten monster, the first few games still had to preserve their strength.

He grabbed a random wooden card, spread out his palm, and the spell dissipated, and the number was displayed on the wooden card: ten.

Daytime's eyebrows jumped, showing a wry smile, it won't be so unlucky.

The wooden card with the number ten represents that he directly faced the tenth-ranked player in the internal rankings, the old monster from the Ghost Tooth Gate.

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