It stands to reason that the small worlds of both sides are on the verge of collapse, and whoever consumes more power in the world will be the first to annihilate.

But now Luojia's small world is still crumbling and not broken, but Ao Xiaoxi's world is broken when it is said to be broken.

Ao Xiaoxi tried to use the power of time and space to mend the cracks, but there were more and more cracks, and two were opened here and there, and five or six more appeared on the other side, which could not be mended at all, let alone draw out the power of the world to support the black dragon.

The origin of the black dragon in the field was shattered, the body churned for a long time, the vitality consciousness dissipated, and the dragon scale dragon blood separated from the body gradually turned into aura.

Lu Xiaoji held the gold ingots and carried the wine gourd, took out the long sword that was only half cut from the shattered black dragon origin dragon ball, and sent it to the owner who no longer spewed blood.

The owner raised his hand with difficulty to hold the sword, and when his fingers were still half an inch away from the sword, the long sword suddenly shattered into powder, and he himself started from his fingers and gradually dissipated.

Lu Xiaoji hugged the gold ingots tightly, watching his friend disperse into aura, and looked at Ao Xiaoxi in the safety zone with red eyes.

"How many more demons are released."

Ao Xiaoxi's face was gloomy, in a short period of time, the boundary film was already full of cracks, and he was not a pasteer, so he couldn't save it at all, so he angrily threw the small world as a weapon to Lu Xiaoji.

Lu Xiaoji stood still, and did not apply to Luo Jia for the power of the world to protect him, and was ready to die together.

He's going to be disappointed.

Ao Xiaoxi's small world flew in the Creation Arena for less than a few miles, and the viscous aura poured into the small world from the crack, and the small world expanded, and the crack in the boundary membrane became bigger and bigger, and it turned into pieces before it could get close to Lu Xiaoji.

The aura of the small world surged over, like ocean waves, and with a fishy smell, pushing Lu Xiaoji to keep retreating, the gold ingots emitted a halo, and Lu Xiaoji retreated to the vicinity of Luojia, except for a little embarrassment, he was strangely not injured.

Luo Jia didn't take back Lu Xiaoji, the referee declared her the winner, and she didn't move, still burying her head in conditioning and mending the world.

Eight mouths: "...... The weaving of the magic net in the red leaf world is really powerful, and the fluctuation is so strong that the core can not be broken. ”

Ming Wu: "Luo Tiannu's world conditioning level is also a master, Ao Xiaoxi should not fight a war of attrition with her, if the black dragon is not allowed to retreat at the beginning, the owner's sword of faith has not yet brewed into a peak sword, and the ending may be different." ”

Bazui: "I think the opponents of Luo Tiannu will understand that they can't use common sense to judge the stability of Luo Tiannu's world, even if Luo Tiannu's world looks like it will be annihilated in the next second, don't save the power of the world, the prolonged war of attrition will not work for Luo Tiannu." ”

In the field, Lu Xiaoji landed on Luo Jia's side with the gold ingot, looking at the small world full of natural disasters in a daze.

Emperor Ye was resurrected by Luojia as a pillar to stabilize people's hearts, but in order to save the power of the world, although the resurrected Emperor Ye retained his memory, he had no cultivation strength.

Even if Emperor Ye didn't cultivate, as long as he appeared in the imperial city, the people's hearts would be stable.

People chanted 'how difficult it is to prosper the country', all the people worked together to save themselves, martial arts people and initiation spiritualists as the main force of rescue, as long as they were not killed on the spot, the rescued wounded were sent into the air bubble and sealed, and when Luojia stabilized the core of the world, they would be repaired and healed.

Lu Xiaoji drank without a sip, and the spirit wine soaked in seafood changed its taste, and it tasted very bitter.

The colorful and jumping boundary membrane gradually became stable under Luojia's palm, and Luojia breathed a sigh of relief, and placed the world in the Creation Realm Field to unfold, attracting spiritual energy into it to nourish the heavens and the earth.

Civilization is back on track under the auspices of Emperor Ye, and the wounded have all been healed and joined the team of post-disaster reconstruction.

Lu Xiaoji saw that Luo Jia stopped being busy, and handed the wine gourd to Luo Jia: "Heavenly Maiden, you invite me to drink, I invite you to eat drunk shrimp and drunk crab." ”

Luo Jia took the wine gourd, but did not drink it, but strengthened and expanded the space in the gourd, melting the shrimp soldiers and crabs into spiritual liquid and purifying it.

Lu Xiaoji touched the gold ingot, and suddenly laughed: "Now everyone knows that Qitong's magic weapon is actually a gold ingot, look at how he still behaves as a gentleman!" ”

"Money can be channeled, gold ingots are good, it's strange that you practice two fingers into magic weapons." Luo Jia threw the wine gourd to Lu Xiaoji.

"Is it strange?" Lu Xiaoji rubbed his fingers: "How good this is, I'm not afraid of losing it." ”

Luo Jia pointed to the world: "Go back?" ”

Lu Xiaoji shook his head, took a sip of wine, and suddenly asked, "Heavenly Maiden, is it your way to conquer the heavens by letting your creations compete until the world dies?" ”

"The conquest of the heavens is the work of the Pioneer Knights, this is the Creation Field, the arena of synthetic spells." Luo Jia replied to Lu Xiaoji seriously: "Wenbi creates the world, Wubi guides the war spirit to fight, the winner gets honor and reward, the war spirit is cultivated, and the heaven-level competition can also get the world's luck." ”

Lu Xiaoji: "What is world luck?" ”

"Luck in the world." Luo Jia smiled: "If the living beings gain the luck of the living beings, they can become auspicious in the event of a bad fortune and turn evil into good fortune and practice immortality, and the world will be able to obtain the luck of the origin sea, and all aspects will be enhanced, which is the food for the overall improvement of the world." ”

Lu Xiaoji wanted to ask something, pinching his mustache, but he didn't say it.

In the live broadcast room, Bazui was very curious: "The game is over, why hasn't Luo Tiannu left yet?" ”

Of course, it's rubbing the aura of the creation field.

As a person who came over, Ming Wu smiled knowingly: "The referee didn't urge, she was able to stay in the Creation Field until the second round of the draw." ”

"Well, the rule is that if you don't deny it, you let it go." Bazui rubbed his chin: "Luo Tiannu's habits seem to be incompatible with the Jialan comprehensive law professional circle, not only the weaving of the legal net, but also the way of inducing spiritual martial arts, some viewers on the star network feel that the owner's sword of faith can hurt the core of the world, a little excessive, Lu Xiaoji's spirit rhino pointed directly at the origin of the sea clan's flesh body soaking wine is too cruel, they want to complain about Luo Tiannu's racial discrimination." ”

"The act of the war spirit does not rise to the Creator." Ming Wu frowned and said, "Smoking flesh and soaking wine is cruel, but are those war spirits who practice the way of killing and devouring merciful?" ”

Bazui: "But if you directly hurt the core of the world and cause the small world to collapse, will it be too ruthless?" ”

Mingwu: "The spell competition is not a good and good performance, there is no friendship first, competition second." In the Heavens Competition, the Celestial Warrior Spirit has the move to attack the core of the world, and the players are also used to aiming directly at the core of the world, and the Heavenly Maiden is obviously more adaptable to the Heavens Competition than most of our world players, not to mention ......"

Ming Wu paused, and nodded at the small world of Luojia in the arena in the distance.

"Luo Tiannu can talk to her own creations on an equal footing, and find ways to protect the wounded when the small world is about to collapse and the natural disaster comes, and the spiritual power that creates the air bubbles is enough to recreate ten times the wounded. The core of the world is stable, it would be nice to be able to draw the power of the world to participate in the next game, why should she waste her spiritual power? ”