Aoba swept towards the rest area where Nagayama was, which was empty, and Nagayama quietly left with people after he got off the field.

"The competition in the red leaf world is fierce, Changshan has been stuck in the bottleneck for nearly a hundred years, but he is over 800 years old, if there is no breakthrough, he will face early retirement to make way for rookies, or immigrate to other worlds. He has a high spirit, and he probably wants to fight, your world matter is heavy on the five elements, is he ready to perfect the five elements......"

Luo Jia didn't care about being stolen, and in a blink of an eye, he left this matter behind, and his mind swept around the earth, and saw that Shi Ling suppressed the cultivation of the red dust as a human experience, and Jin Diandian kept staring at him, so he returned to the Heavenly Maiden Hall to manifest and listen to the war spirits make a post-war summary.

The staff department is the most lively, all the shortlisted players' information is gathered here, they need to make a battle plan according to the opponent's world attributes, war spirit characteristics, etc., and when they meet in the future, they can directly choose one from several plans, which is better than sharpening knives on the spot.

Everyone was very busy, but Luo Jia was disturbing them here, so he listened to the advice of the chief of staff and pondered the idea of building a god list in the earth world where souls can be preserved and practiced with merit beliefs.

Similar to Valhalla, it would be nice to change the name to Heavenly Court or Heavenly Palace.

Of course, Heavenly Court is only thinking about it at the moment, and the most important thing now is the competition.

The first round of the ring is over, the defense is successful, the players who won all nine games regardless of the results of Wenbi, directly qualified for the finals, a total of thirty-nine, and the remaining players added ten points for each win, which was counted into the total score, Luojia won five games, plus the ten points of the final champion, except for those who have already obtained the qualification, among the remaining players, she is the twenty-fifth.

There are still twenty-eight places for the crowd to compete for.

The Pantheon Invitational Tournament pays attention to efficiency, before the finals, the players are not given the opportunity to fight in a loop to see the winning rate and decide the winner, and the second round of the martial arts competition is 61 winners draw lots to catch the right, and the winner advances, and the loser is eliminated.

"Don't panic, steady, believe in yourself, and believe in your war spirit."

Aoba pushed Luoga onto the stage and stared intently at Luoga's draw.

"I think Your Excellency Qing is more nervous than Luoluo." Hu Yi doesn't know much about the creation world, and she is not interested in fighting and killing, if it weren't for Luojia, she wouldn't be here at all, and only she has the heart to laugh at this time.

West Cat grabbed Hu Yi's hand, "Sixty-one players compete for twenty-eight places, there is a great chance, the power of the world is relatively strong, as long as it is not too bad luck to draw Meng Niangniang, you should be able to win." ”

Dream Niangniang is Dream Dance, in the eighth game, because the enemy was hit by the opponent's delaying tactics, and was stuck by the opponent when the end bell rang, the counter-kill did not have time to lead to a new war spirit, obviously the small world is stronger than the other party, but was sentenced to lose the ring, fortunately, in the ninth game immediately snatched it back, but also lost the qualification to go straight to the finals.

There is a god to pay attention to this draw, and there is no external interference, everything depends on your luck.

Luoga's luck has always been good.

However, Mengwu was taller than her, and she drew a bye and went straight to the third round.

Luojia's opponent is a young player who has only debuted for more than a hundred years, and he is only in his early 200s.

Yuan Feng is a hybrid of human and soul resurrection wood, with the primary qualification, starting from the preliminary round, half by strength, half by luck, to get here.

Being able to enter the second round of the martial arts competition, even if he was eliminated in the next moment, Yuan Feng has no regrets, after all, the purpose of his participation in the Pantheon Invitational Tournament is to accumulate competition experience and personal points, and the goal has been exceeded.

But standing on the Creation Field, looking at the small opponent opposite, Yuan Feng's chest gushed with endless fighting spirit.

Can't lose.

Luo Tiannu's name, Yuan Feng has heard of it for a long time, exaggerated to a terrifying rising speed, it really lives up to the name of genius, it can be said that since Luo Tiannu became famous, no one in the entire comprehensive law circle dares to call himself a genius.

As a genius of the previous generation, on the star network, comprehensive law lovers always compare Yuan Feng with Luo Tiannu. Compared with coming and going, they are all Luo Tiannu who are better. Yuan Feng is strong, that is, age and time, and even in the face of media inquiries, Yuan Feng has to praise Luo Tiannu's outstanding talent, otherwise he has no energy.

"Battle of Geniuses!"

"Who is the real genius of comprehensive law!"

The good deeds on the Internet set off a voting activity, some supported Luo Tiannu, some supported Yuan Feng, and slightly more supported Luo Tiannu.

Luo Jia didn't know what Yuan Feng on the other side was thinking, she was glad that she had drawn a good lot.

Yuan Feng is the weakest of the remaining players, and the small world has not yet been adjusted, colorful and colorful, presumably the power of the world is not abundant, Yuan Feng's war spirit is a tree man, although there are many of them, but the cultivation is the highest level, and he is slow to move, and he is easy to fight.

It's really easy to fight.

did not send a large army, but Tiance Mansion led the team, Tibetan Sword, Shaolin, Chunyang, Wanhua, Qixiu, Tangmen and other martial arts sect elites dispatched, three or five or seven or eight people as a group, melee and long-range attack meat shield treatment coordinated with each other, Yuan Feng's war ancient trees fell one by one, scattered into aura.

The time has not yet passed halfway, and the last tree king is also showing a trend of decline, and the victory is about to be decided.

Yuan Feng grabbed the small world, the back of his hand was protruding, his eyes showed determination, and he threw the small world out suddenly.

The small world instantly expanded millions of times, covering half of the Creation Field, engulfing all the war spirits regardless of whether they were enemies or enemies.

"Smack."

It was as if the sound of a bubble bursting.

The world is shattered.

It is not due to excessive internal pressure that it explodes, but because the boundary shell is opened, the law network is manifested, and one node after another is scattered, the remnant lines are like flocculents, melting into aura, and the inner laws are gradually grinding and shattering.

In the quiet and slow spiritual flow, all the war spirits dispersed silently.

The small world in the safe zone suddenly erupted in colorful brilliance, and Luoga struggled to suppress the sudden riot, which was the origin of the invasion of the law.

He has always invaded the origin of the other world's world through the spirit of war, but he didn't expect his world to be invaded one day.

Luo Jia looked up at Yuan Feng.

The two looked at each other across the Creation Field.

Luo Jia saw the unwillingness and hatred in the eyes of the other party.

Unwilling to be easy to understand, hatred is a little inexplicable.

Luoga retracted his gaze and immersed himself in the world.

There are many nodes in the law network formed by the three thousand origins, even if the law storm destroys the outer circle, the core is still stable, but the appearance of the world begins to be chaotic, the magnetic field suddenly changes, the four o'clock anomalies, winter thunder and summer snow, the tides are messy, etc., and then Valhalla sinks......

Luoga was busy, the aura was swirling, and the creatures in the world were also actively saving themselves, but the fluctuations in the crust were still becoming more and more violent.

Yuan Feng looked at the other side from afar, his hands clenched into fists in his sleeves, he had experienced many world collapses on the field, but this was the first time he had taken the initiative to sacrifice the small world.

The war spirit is not only a subordinate of the creator, but a family and friend, and the world is not just a work, but a dream that has been entrusted.

Now, he has given up his dreams and his family with his own hands.

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