[Thanks to 'Xia Piaoling' Daoist friends for their reminder tickets, and thanks to 'Aunt Ma' for their storage bags.] 】

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Under the gaze of everyone, Fang Lingjun took a step forward, closed his eyes and released his divine sense, hitting the compass of fate.

The previous four times, Fang Lingjun had not been able to hit a single number, so everyone had the mentality of watching the excitement, wanting to see if this monk from the Scattered Cultivation Alliance would continue to maintain the "glorious zero-step record"!

Seeing that the compass was about to stop rotating, but there were still no dice jumping out of it, Fang Lingjun gritted his teeth, and before he could completely stop holding the compass, he suddenly released all his divine consciousness and hit the compass again!

Although Fang Lingjun was a monk in the early stage of foundation building, the strength of his divine consciousness was stronger than that of ordinary monks in the late stage of foundation building.

poured out of the bag, which is not comparable to just now.

In an instant, the compass shook violently, and the surrounding clouds were also shaken to float.

Everyone saw the strange reaction of the Yunyu Great Yan Plate, but because Fang Lingjun condensed his divine consciousness into a thin line and poured it all into the Great Yan Plate, everyone did not notice that she was comparable to the divine consciousness and spiritual breath in the late stage of foundation building.

"Huh?" But it was the distracted woman who was suspended in the void and sighed softly.

The Yunyu Great Disc was condensed by her own hands, and she knew that Fang Lingjun had violated the rules and hit the compass twice in a row.

However, she didn't stop it, she had been stationed in the pagoda for millions of years, as a wisp of many divine thoughts in the pagoda for millions of years. She had only been awakened three times, and in those three times. She'd never seen anything like that before! No matter how bad the luck of the person entering the tower is, he can still hit the dice...... Not to mention that she can be awakened again. It's all because of the intruders who sensed this session, there were people with Zihong Immortal Luck.

Since this year's luck is excellent, why is there such an outlier?

Driven by curiosity, she was still acted by Fang Lingjun.

Unexpectedly, with the divine sense in the late stage of foundation building, he really hit a dice.

"One?"

"Waited for five rounds to knock out a 'one'? Haha~ It's really a down-and-out casual cultivation~"

"Hehe, who said it wasn't, but then again, it's better to be able to take a step than to be stunned in place, right~?"

Those who laugh at it. The monks who were all at the back of the chessboard managed to get rid of the "last" place on the chessboard, and they wanted to show off their presence in order to prove that they were not the worst ones.

Fang Lingjun ignored these ridicules, and after choosing a square, he jumped straight up.

Boom~~~~~!

A war drum sounded, and wolf smoke immediately rose in the area where Fang Lingjun was located, and the one-foot-square lattice immediately turned into an ancient battlefield full of flames.

Time. Countless arrows flew out of the flames of battle and shot straight towards Fang Lingjun.

This arrow, each one, is a low-level magic weapon!

One, two...... Or ten, or hundred. Fang Lingjun could resist it, but the number in front of him was measured in thousands. Shooting from all directions!

"Drink!" Fang Lingjun didn't have time to think about it, so he could only quickly run the 'Wind Boots' ancient weapon. At the same time, draw your sword to block those arrows that have slipped through the net.

Fortunately, there are speed-up ancient weapons such as wind treading boots, if not. Fang Lingjun could only be beaten passively and defend to the death.

Even if she was able to carry the massive attack wave of arrows in the end, she must have exposed her means in advance.

This is just stepping on the chessboard, and there are still the second and third levels in the future, which will only be more dangerous than this chessboard of fate.

Half an hour later, the arrow feathers of the magic weapon finally disappeared, and the ancient battlefield also changed back to a small grid of one foot square.

Seeing this, everyone retracted their eyes, and there was no big surprise in their hearts, after all, although there were many arrow feathers, they were not unstoppable.

However, Fang Lingjun consumed all the wind attribute energy stored in the 'Wind Boots' for this reason. In the following races, the Wind Boots were no longer usable.

The only person on the field who stood still also went to the chessboard.

The dice roll continues.

There were also no beasts in the demon beast team that landed on the shore, but after this round, the Huoyun Demon Fox steadily entered the first group without everyone noticing.

At this point, the fifth round of dice casting is over, and a total of two people have come ashore.

They are Wu Xiaobi from Qingyunmen, and Xu Fatniu from the Scattered Cultivation Alliance.

The sixth round of testing continued, and as expected, Liu Jian'an really stepped on the opposite shore smoothly. However, he did not go to Wu Xiaobi and Xu Fatniu, but occupied a vacant space alone and meditated with his eyes closed.

Next, Liuyun Twelve Tianjiao went ashore one after another, and they also found an area to occupy.

The only thing that happened was the eldest grandson Linghua, who was generally favored by others, and he actually stepped out of a cloud of mist in the last step, which was mixed with the sound of the underworld, the colorful strange mist, and even the heavenly sword qi, and the faint golden cloud immortal breath...... However, just when everyone thought it was a reward, the immortal breath and sword qi all dispersed, and the voice of chaos prevailed, directly punishing the eldest grandson Linghua for taking fifty steps back!

Variables rise sharply!!

There are countless squares on the chessboard, but there are only about a hundred squares in the vertical.

Fifty steps?! This retreat, directly retreated to the center of the chessboard!

What a shock!

And outside the pagoda, the onlookers were even more talking, saying that they couldn't understand why Linghua, the eldest grandson of one of the twelve heavenly prides of Liuyun, had a change in the last step?

Even for a while, there was speculation whether the eldest grandson Linghua would not be able to land in the end......

The second batch of those who came ashore, in addition to the Twelve Heavenly Proud of Liuyun, also included the Mighty King Kong Ape, the Fire Cloud Fox and the Ice Wind Sparrow.

And this time, Fang Lingjun only bumped out of the word "one" again, and also stepped on the trap! On the premise that she deliberately concealed her means, she narrowly avoided the past.

The dice roll continues, round after round...... Disasters scur up here and there, and some people avoid the dangerous traps of the previous rounds only to be seriously injured. Too often to fall into the next trivial catastrophe.

As a result, fewer and fewer people can remain on the chessboard.

In this case, Fang Lingjun became more and more dazzling.

There is no other reason. After a dozen rounds, one step at a time. Fang Lingjun, who stepped on the trap step by step, can be described as three disasters and nine difficulties, and disasters do not go alone.

And every time she stepped on the disaster, it would be one level higher than the previous disaster, but in this case, she could still survive tenaciously in the chessboard, which was not unremarkable.

Fang Lingjun knew that she had attracted the attention of some sharp-eyed people, so he could only show some embarrassment, and even half of his spiritual power was sealed. It doesn't look much different from those who are exhausted.

Fortunately, there was an even more eye-catching presence than Fang Lingjun in the field, which helped her attract most of her attention.

That person is naturally the eldest grandson Linghua, more than a dozen rounds have passed, although he has returned to the shore not far away, but he has been repeating the cycle of backwards and forward, and on the last step, there will always be the invisible fog that is playing tricks and obscuring.

Not only did everyone feel puzzled, but it was the initiator of the compass of fate, the distracted female cultivator, who was also lightly frowned.

This year's contestants. There's more than one she can't see......

As the game deepened, the trap that Fang Lingjun stepped on became more and more terrifying, and several times, he couldn't even bear it. was almost forced out of the pressure box.

And now, there are only about forty people left in the field!

The rest. Naturally, it is impossible to go ashore all of them. On the shore, there are only about 80 people.

So put until now. Even before the first level is over, the number of people has increased from five or six hundred. Miniaturized to one hundred and twenty!

The danger of the pagoda day can be seen!

Not only are the people in the audience gloomy, but even the crowd watching the excitement outside the pagoda has long been silenced......

At this moment, a disciple of a third-rate sect suddenly fell into an auspicious cloud, and in an instant, the golden light was wanton, the streamer flashed, and the beast roared.

A red card with a pale gold color appeared out of thin air and slowly fell into his hand.

"Haha~!" The man was stunned in disbelief for a moment, and then laughed proudly: "It's a pardon for the red card!" I'll just say that my Situ Hao's luck won't be so bad, how can I not go ashore as the son of the head of the 'Streamer Sect'! Ha~! It turned out to be waiting for this red card! The entire pagoda day, the only red card!! Ha ha! You see, I'm the real darling of heaven! Luck is like a rainbow!! ”

He was happy for a long time and didn't slow down, holding the red card in his palm for fear of falling off, protecting it on his chest for fear of melting, holding it with both hands, cautiously, and at the same time his eyebrows fluttered.

"Congratulations, contestant, this red card is the only one of the 1,369.9 billion squares, and if you sacrifice it and read it out loud, it will help you fulfill your wishes...... You can use it to forgive a calamity, or, if you don't like someone, you can just offer a forgiveness card and deprive the other person of their life......" The distraction nun said lightly from the clouds.

Hearing this, even those who had already landed safely ashore couldn't help but be vigilant, and their backs were cold.

The male cultivator with the red card had a high head, and squinted at the people on the shore, and if he didn't like it, he would directly kill and take it.

However, this man is not a stupid hat, he knows the importance of the red card, so he naturally will not use it at will, and he has to rely on this pardon card to save his life in the pagoda!

"Hmph~! Seeing that our Situ Hao did not achieve the first place in history, snatched the opportunity from the hands of your great disciples, shocked the Liuyun Continent, and revitalized my Liuguang Sect! ”

After the red card appeared, everyone in the field was in danger.

After a while, it was Fang Lingjun's turn again, and she continued her faithful "one-step journey".

As soon as he stepped on it, a pitch-black hole opened in the sky, and the hole became bigger and bigger, and a breath of desolation exhaled from the crack.

Buzz~~Buzz~~~~~!

Countless beautiful butterflies flapping their cobalt blue wings poured out of the cracks.

The butterfly was so beautiful that its wings were like blue crystals, shining with dazzling light.

However, Fang Lingjun was like seeing a ghost, his eyes were round!

"Evil Wings!"

"This ...... This is actually the 'evil wing' of the Flood Wild Strange Worm!! ”

As soon as he could, the disciples of the Beast Heaven Pavilion let out a frightened voice, and the expression on his face was even more exaggerated and frightened than that of Fang Lingjun, the authority.

"Evil Wings ......?"

"Wouldn't it? This seemingly intimidating butterfly is actually the legendary terrifying demon insect evil wings?! ”

The others were also surprised.

Fang Lingjun's brows furrowed.

Evil wings, the eighty-ninth ranked demon insect in the "Hundred Insects Spectrum", are not afraid of water, fire, thunder and lightning, are not afraid of magic light and swords, and can devour the souls of mortals and the primordial gods of monks!

Even the Jindan monk can't match this demon insect! According to the description of the hundred insect spectrum, this terrifying evil-winged demon insect has long been extinct in the primeval period.

However, now, what is it that is coming towards Fang Lingjun, not evil wings!!

…… (To be continued......)