Jiang Tong and Gu Boyuan sat on either side of the carved wooden table, with a special waiter serving precious tea and pastries, and a maid dressed in cool clothes standing aside for drive.

Jiang Tong glanced at the seat next to him, where there was a middle-aged male cultivator wearing a Taoist robe, and he grabbed the maid in one hand. The maid did not resist, but snuggled into his arms and laughed, as if enjoying it more than he did.

This is the sorrow of a woman in the crack of time and space, if she is weak, she must be a silk flower, attached to the man's body, and become a pathetic plaything.

Jiang Tong took a deep breath, this is not the life she wants, she will never be a vassal of a man, even if it is a powerful man.

If she really likes a man, she must make herself stronger, and only when she is strong can she be qualified to stand by his side, not his pet, or even a burden.

Her gaze became firm, and she gently touched the space stone bracelet she was wearing on her wrist, although she loved Xiao Gu very much, but she traveled through thousands of years, was reborn in the interstellar era, and obtained the relics of the Ansar civilization, with resources that others could not imagine, not to be his little woman.

"Hitomi-chan." Gu Boyuan said, "The game is about to start. ”

There was no presiding officer, and there was no opening statement, and the two doors next to the arena opened, and a large group of monks walked out of each.

The strength of these monks is average, and their cultivation is between the middle stage of the god transformation and the middle stage of the merger, and their strength has reached such a point, unless they have cultivated some kind of evil skill, they have not grown crooked melons and cracked dates at all, and they have a lot of fluttering clothes, which is quite a bit of immortal style.

Jiang Tong found that among these people, there was actually a woman.

The only woman, who is not particularly beautiful in appearance, but has a detached temperament, wears a moon-white dress, giving people the feeling of cold, surprisingly cold, as if the whole person is covered in a thin layer of ice crystals.

Mutant Ice Spirit Root?

Although the talent is excellent, this woman is only a cultivator of the Great Perfection of the Gods, and with such strength, I am afraid that she will become the target of everyone.

"Don't worry." Gu Boyuan seemed to see her thoughts, and said, "Don't look at the fact that some of these people have very low cultivation, as long as they have the courage to compete, they are not easy people, they will definitely have the means to save their lives." ”

Jiang Tong nodded, indeed, without a little means to save his life, who would have the courage to go down to the arena?

As soon as the monks came on the field, all of them turned their ill-intentioned eyes on the friars.

The strength is low, and she is a woman, she is simply the best persimmon.

In the unregulated competition, all the opponents on the field can get prizes as long as they can kill any of them, and a woman with low strength like this is not just a prize sent to the door?

The monks unconsciously moved closer to the woman, who seemed to be a little panicked, her face pale, her brow furrowed, her hands and feet shrunk, and she looked around nervously.

"Hmph." A male cultivator closest to her said coldly, "It's too late to regret it now, who told you that a woman came to participate in some competitive competition, how good it would be to stay in the Red Mansion and be a plaything obediently." ”

"Wu-" Before the words fell, a sharp alarm sounded above her head, Jiang Tong felt very uncomfortable, this alarm was very similar to a horror movie she had seen in her previous life. In that movie, every time the alarm sounded, the world would be full of monsters, killing and gore.

The male cultivators in the arena had a fierce light in their eyes, and they rushed towards the woman like crazy.

This situation reminded Jiang Tong of the online game he had played in his previous life, in order to fight a BOSS, a large group of players rushed to be the first, for fear that the BOSS would be robbed by others.

Just at the last moment, Jiang Tong noticed that a gleam flashed in the female cultivator's eyes.

She suddenly put her hands into her chest and pulled something out, and in an instant, a cloud of black light spread, centering on her, enveloping everything within a radius of ten meters around her.

Gu Boyuan picked up the fragrant tea, took a sip indifferently, and said, "The victory and defeat have been decided, and those people are all dead." ”

Jiang Tong was shocked, and the audience was in an uproar.

In less than three seconds, the black light disappeared, and the woman in the moon-white dress stood in the center of the arena, her hands in her chest again, as if she had put something back in.

There was no shortage of powerful people in the arena audience, but none of them could see what she was pulling out of her chest.

The nun raised her head and swept over the few remaining survivors on the field with a cold gaze, all of whom were relatively low in strength and ran one step slower, but instead picked up a life.

But Jiang Tong knew that this female cultivator did not intend to let them go.

There are two male cultivators who still want to fight, after all, this female cultivator has just let go of a big move, judging from her strength, it should have consumed a lot of spiritual power, and now is the weakest moment.

Kill her, effortlessly.

Their guesses are sound, but they're wrong, very wrong.

Just when they were close at hand, the nun suddenly made a move, and with a twist of both hands and wrists, two transparent scimitars appeared in her hands, and the scimitars turned into a crescent moon, spinning and sweeping towards the two of them, and between the rotations, the brilliance flowed, and the cold light shone through, as if the entire arena was shrouded in a cold moonlight.

Not good!

The two male cultivators were horrified and hurriedly dodged, but it was too late, and the two scimitars flew past their necks, and the two of them froze in place as if they had been immobilized by a spell, still maintaining an offensive posture.

One second, two seconds.

In the third second, a thin blood mark suddenly appeared on the necks of the two people, and then the blood mark was mistaken, and the heads of the two rolled off their necks.

Their heads looked at their bodies unwillingly, and they couldn't believe that they had cultivated to such an extent, and they would be killed by someone in one blow.

The other party is just a female cultivator in the middle stage of the Transformation God!

After killing the two, only this female cultivator and a short man with an obscene description were left in the arena, his face was full of horror, his eyes were evasive, and he took a few steps back in a panic. The nun turned around and looked at him coldly, he was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he actually fell to the ground.

There was a burst of boos in the audience, this man was also a cultivator in the late stage of the god transformation, and he was actually frightened by a female cultivator in the middle stage of the god transformation and his legs were weak, which was really a shame.

His momentum and self-confidence have been completely destroyed, and even if he can make it out of the ring alive today, he will not be able to make another inch in the future.

"That's not right." Jiang Tong suddenly spoke, "Something is wrong with this person." ”

The corners of Gu Boyuan's mouth hooked a charming arc: "Today, these monks are a little interesting. ”

As she spoke, the female cultivator in the moon-white dress had already arrived in front of the short male cultivator, and two transparent scimitars flashed with cold streamers in her hands.

I don't know what kind of material this scimitar is made of, the whole body is transparent, like ice, even if you are far away, you can feel the cold air emanating from the scimitar.

Jiang Tong opened the Eye of Treasure Appreciation, and the attributes of the scimitar immediately appeared in his mind.

[Xuanbing Scimitar: A golden first-class weapon, made of hundreds of millions of years of ice at the bottom of the Cold Pole Abyss, it is as hard as the Netherworld Iron, extremely sharp, and can cut through the defenses of Mahayana monks. Wounded by it, the wound will not heal for the rest of his life, and the injured person will suffer from the cold and heart-eating for the rest of his life. 】

With murderous eyes, she raised her ice scimitar at the short male cultivator, and then slashed it down.

Between the flashes of the sword, the female cultivator suddenly felt a flower in front of her, her heart was shocked, she screamed badly, her body retreated sharply, and she took several steps back before she could stand firmly.

After a second of silence, she suddenly looked at her hands, her pupils shrank, and she let out a terrible scream.

Her hands with knives were actually cut off by her wrists, and blood sprayed out, like two terrifying blood-colored fountains.

The short, lewd man was standing in front of her, exuding a terrifying aura on his body, and the murderous aura was like a cold blade. At this time, he didn't see the slightest obscenity on his body, although he was as short as his stature, it made people feel that what he was standing in front of him was a mountain that was difficult to climb.

Where is his cultivation in the late stage of transforming into a god, it is clearly the Great Perfection of Integration!

Another one who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger.

Although it is disgraceful for him to do so, no one thinks that he is doing it wrong, this is a rift in time and space, and every moral concept in the outside world has become garbage here.

The short man stepped forward and looked at the nun with gloomy eyes: "The thing you hid in your chest, take it out to me immediately, I can consider making your death more enjoyable." ”

The nun turned pale: "Do you think I'm going to be afraid of you?" If I take out that thing, you will surely die. ”

The short man sneered: "Do you think I don't know what it is?" After the thing has been used once, there is a twenty-four hour cool-down period, and you can't use it again for twenty-four hours. ”

The female cultivator's face changed, he knew, he actually knew!

The short male cultivator took another step forward, and the sense of oppression on his body became stronger and stronger: "Hurry up and give it to me, otherwise I will make you regret being born in this world." ”

The nun knew that she was in a catastrophe today, and looked around, her eyes fell on Jiang Tong's body. Jiang Tong seemed to sense something, frowned slightly, got up and wanted to leave, but heard the female cultivator shouting: "Go!" ”

A black light suddenly burst out of her body, rushing towards Jiang Tong with lightning speed.

Jiang Tong's face changed suddenly, and in an instant, Gu Boyuan blocked in front of her, and slapped at the black light.

An energy wave spread out in front of him, and everyone present could clearly see the layers of ripples, but no one expected that the black light actually penetrated that layer of energy wave, Gu Boyuan's face was pale, and he blocked it with his body, and the black light brushed into his chest, actually passed through his body, and drilled into Jiang Tong's body again.

This sudden change caused an uproar in the audience.

Jiang Tong's face was full of shock, and he looked down at his chest, what happened? Why can't she feel anything? R1152