"Master, in fact, the Fuso Tree only intercepts this mysterious power when you want to sacrifice your life. If you sacrifice something else to curse others. He won't intercept it. “

Hearing Xiao Tiandi's words, Lu Xingchen suddenly felt that his spell could be used, but he couldn't use his own craft. Isn't this a disguised restriction on yourself? What can I do without something external at a critical moment?

The hibiscus tree has no wisdom. This small world can only perceive general meaning. Now it's just waiting for the ghost to wake up. Let him find a way to get the Fuso tree to communicate with him.

Communication is not very important. Lu Xingchen put it aside first. Because of the sacrifice of life, the path is limited. Lu Xingchen could only go outside for auctions. Buy something like ghosts and sacrifice them.

And the art of scolding, thinking of this, suddenly thought of Lu Xingchen, he has a good partner who has never asked, guess what to do by himself?

There is a person who has been by Fengtianjun's side for so many years, and Fengtianjun is the one who practiced the phoenix to swallow this decision. He should know the art of curses. Is it right to ask him about this?

He thought that Lu Xingchen would be woken up by the roar, so he yawned. He used to spend too much energy refining Lu Xingcheng's blood. Suddenly awakened, he asked a little uneasily, "What's wrong?" My temporary master?"

Lu Xingchen didn't care about his attitude, and asked with a smile: "Roar." "Did you know that Phoenix's decision to swallow the spell is on the record?"

He roared and nodded, and said, "Yes, the master uses it a lot. “

Do you know that if a man curses and does not offer a sacrifice to the one who asks for it, that is, I will curse a man for a hundred years. However, a mysterious force came and was intercepted. “

The mysterious existence did not receive a hundred years of life. In this case, will it not be successful to use secret techniques in the future? Lu Xingchen said what happened to him.

The roar that was surrounded by this paragraph took a moment to react: "Are you saying that you can dodge the mysterious power like a master and steal sacrifices like your lifespan?"

Hearing the news, Lu Xingchen was shocked. He didn't expect that Feng Tianjun also had a way to avoid this mysterious power. Does he also have a hibiscus tree?

He didn't answer, just roared, shook his ears, and continued, "No, you can't curse, you can't pray for all sorts of hidden gods. They are born or strong. There is no substitute for it. All interfaces have such gods. “

If you pray, they will answer your prayer and say something nasty. There are many gods who are like drops in the ocean. “

Hearing this, Lu Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief. In this case, why would he go to an auction to buy a ghost or something? As long as he is doing business without capital. I couldn't help but laugh at the thought of this. Looks like I don't have to worry about these things in the future.

A roar was shouted out and was called back to sleep, in order to solve this problem, there was a sudden shock in the attic, the array was broken, and Lu Xingchen suddenly felt a feeling of indifference and ruthlessness coming, and it quickly disappeared.

He rushed out of the room and went downstairs. Song Yi's room was the source of his consciousness. He is on the second floor, and Qinglingzi and Hongqiao are also on the second floor. The people in the back two attics weren't there. They went out in search of the elixir of life.

After all, after the competition, there is an urgent need to explore the secrets of eternal life. Before exploring this secret place, he should first go to the Hellfire Sect to deal with his uncle for Zhou Yang, and then bring it back to the Hellfire Sect.

Then swallow the phoenix statue into the open fire sect for worship. It's too late to rest and experience now, so that you can add some strength and thus have a greater chance of fighting Shura and the Buddha. They won't let themselves go.

But there is still some time. Don't worry too much. The passage of time. Another ten days passed, and all the games were over. Then came the second game. Two games. There are two kinds. The first is a country that loses in a war. They use the second one to fight for resource quotas not to be divided.

The second type of friars who participate in the tournament, some of them represent the country in the tournament and want to expand their national territory, but most of them participate in the tournament alone in order to gain territory.

Lu Xingchen, Qing Lingzi and Hongqiao all signed up. Song Yi has a winning record. According to the rules, if he wins two more times, he will get the territory they coveted.

The first is competition between countries. After all, when they are completed, the top 10 countries can allocate resources and decide on the allocation of countries. As in previous years, no country is challenging for the top 10 this year, so there is no change in the top 10 positions.

Lu Xingchen, who is not interested in national competitions, continues to close. Five days later, the rest of the national competition was finally over. Next is their battlefield. Song Cheng took Lu Xingchen and the four of them to the square of the lottery ceremony on time.

"Well, that's where you make a list of competitors. The best luck is at the top. "Song Sung didn't play in the second game, so he couldn't play.

After Lu Xingchen verified his identity, the four walked in side by side. There were many monks who came. Part of it was Lu Xingchen who watched their game. The other part is strangers. After all, he didn't watch all the games, just a few.

It was still the handsome man, sitting quietly on the stone platform, and behind him stood two monks, a man and a woman, only the king of heaven.

After waiting for nearly half an hour, the nun behind the handsome man seemed to have gotten some news. He bowed his head respectfully and ran towards the beautiful man sitting there: "My lord, everyone is here. “

Hearing this, the handsome man stood up and looked at everyone for a moment. Throughout the square, everyone felt a strong force, and they were silent.

"Everyone can cast one vote. Others can cast a vote. In the third game, the monk who wins two games will vote again. This time, it was the turn of four people. “

"Those players who spin in the air will win two matches and advance directly to the third game. The handsome man spoke the rules as usual. Everyone listened attentively. I didn't dare to speak out. I am very happy with this handsome man.

He took out the box from which he had drawn the list of matches, and it was full of paper. The nun took out the list and read out the names.

"Milan. A nun stepped forward and drew a note with Yuan Li.

Once opened, go to the side and sign up. The process goes quickly. No. 24, it was Lu Xingchen's turn.

"The stars of the road. “

The nun called out her name, and Lu Xingchen walked over. The Force condensed into a normal-sized hand and picked up a piece of paper. Either way, the paper itself is isolated and perceptible, so it's the same choice.

opened the note, and Lu Xingchen's name was written on it. After hesitating for a while, Lu Xingchen immediately replied, "The wheel is empty." “

The handsome man looked at the note in his hand and said, "The first monk in the void was born. “

Then, as the process continues, the nun calls out "Red Beauty" from the list. “

This time it was Hongqiao's turn. She took a piece of paper and unfolded it. This is also the name of Hongqiao: "I seem to be in vain. “

Some people aren't sure. Hongqiao looked at the handsome guy's note.

"There are still two empty seats. The handsome man shouted.

Everyone looked at each other. Luckily, two people were in the same rotation, in the same row. Unfortunately, it's not its own spin.

Yi songs. The nun shouted again.

After registering, Lu Xingchen and Hongqiao heard that there was a Song Yipai behind them, and they both had an ominous premonition. Song Yi used the Force to remove the paper and unfold the wheel space. “

"All three wheels are empty, and there is one position left. The handsome guy in charge of the venue took a closer look at it, confirmed that Song Yi's note was true, and then shouted.

His face was expressionless, but he couldn't help but wonder, didn't he shake that note? It doesn't matter if the notes are shaken well or not!

Is the nun who called good.

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