One by one, the war spirits fell, and Luojia no longer had the power of the world to resurrect them.

Some people die, and more people rush out of the small world.

As long as they have cultivated to the heaven-level spiritual cultivation, they can move in the Creation Realm without the support of the power of the world, and they rush to death one after another, 110,000,000, and the sea of people drowned the believers that the Venerable Self had raised for fifty years.

Luo Jia wanted to say that she had to admit defeat countless times, and it was not ashamed for the newcomer to lose to the sixth in the world, but looking at these desperate people, she couldn't say that she would admit defeat, so she could only grit her teeth and work harder to regulate the world.

It is said that it is conditioning, but it is better to say maintenance, the core of the small world has been dilapidated, countless laws and threads have been broken, and those unimportant ones have been abandoned by Luoga, and can only be brutally entangled with the four laws of time, space, matter and energy to maintain the world from annihilation.

The resurrected farmer fell again.

Gong Jiu and the little old man turned into aura again.

The spirituality of the Department of Life left his life on the battlefield.

Then he majored in the Ascension Sutra, and in addition to spiritual power and lifespan, spiritual cultivators with similar martial arts to mortals lined up.

Lu Xiaoji's spirit rhino finger was finally inserted into the Freedom Heavenly Venerable Heavenly Spirit Cover, and his fingertips condensed the power of the world that was squeezed to the limit.

But......

Not enough, still not enough!

Lu Xiaoji did not hesitate, and turned his spiritual will, soul, and body into qi and blood, turning them into the fire of Nirvana, and through the finger of the spirit rhino, he ignited the sea of consciousness of the Heavenly Venerable, and also ignited the small world of the abyss.

Emperor Ye sacrificed himself and rushed the blood-stained torrent of humanity into the small world of the abyss along the nirvana fire of the landing chicken.

Luojia's world core silk thread is broken in a large area, and it can't be repaired at all, in the world, the sky collapses, the earth sinks, and there can be several extreme weather within a hundred miles, and the aura is turbid, even if there is no natural disaster, mortals cannot survive in this environment.

Luo Jia gave up repairing the core of the world, strengthening the boundary membrane, locking the world from destruction, and using the power of the world to circle the small cave and move all the creatures that could still breathe into it.

It's almost over, hold on, hold on a little longer.

"Boom-"

The bell for the end rings.

Win?!

The movement of Luoga's hand did not stop, but he was quickly stunned.

When the bell rang, everything in the world froze, as if the time and space imposed by the gods were imprisoned, and even the power of the world was imprisoned.

Why confinement?

Under what circumstances will the game be imprisoned when the game is over?

It's a scoreless draw!

The small world of the abyss is not broken?!

Luo Jia looked up at the opposite side, and through the Creation Field, where there were stumps and scattered limbs, Luo Jia saw the burning Freedom Heavenly Venerable, which was only half a person high, and saw the abyss of shock and anger.

The small world in the hands of the abyss, no matter what happens in the world, but the boundary membrane is complete.

Two small worlds are controlled by the power of rules and fly.

Everyone's eyes moved with the two small worlds, and the narrator's heartbeat echoed through the microphone in the venue, and the atmosphere became even more tense, and the believers watching the battle forgot to tap the armrests of their chairs to help.

The small world enters the judging area and slowly floats upward.

Time seems to be whetting people's appetites, and the small world is extremely full, and a minute has passed, only to float a few meters, and it is difficult to tell whether they have moved or not with the naked eye.

Bazui swallowed: "I'm a little nervous, if Luo Tiannu wins, she will become the first professional comprehensive law spiritual cultivator to reach the quarterfinals of the general tournament as a youth team." ”

Min Wu: "Under the age of 50 to enter the World Championships, the youth team into the top 15, she has already created two new Jialan records, if she wins, it is just a new record set by herself." ”

After a long five minutes, the two small worlds stood still, only about thirty meters from the starting point.

"I've never seen such a bad world, and it seems that no matter who advances, we will have one less opponent next."

Some players muttered, but found that no one echoed, pursed their lips and stopped talking.

Luoga opened the eye of observation.

The two small worlds were on the same level, perhaps because of the subjective factor, and she felt that her small world should be a millimeter taller, maybe a micron.

No matter how much, it must be a little higher.

The facts disappointed Luoga, and the referee announced another draw, and the next step will be to measure the fluctuations of the power of the world, and whoever is weak will win.

For the first time since the start of this spell tournament, it was necessary to measure the fluctuations of the world's power to determine the outcome of the battle.

The referee took out the Silk Detector, a professional measuring instrument that can accurately the Silk Music to the second decimal place.

The first thing to measure is the small world of the abyss.

"Seven hundred and thirty-one two."

Luo Jia lifted her heart, and according to her own assessment, her silk was also at this value.

The referee pasted the Silox detector on the small world of Luojia, and the value on the display screen of the instrument jumped, and the referee did not show an expression other than expressionlessness.

"Seven hundred and thirty-one thirty-two."

"Hey......"

Half of the people in the room were sighing, causing the sigh to be a bit louder.

However, someone in the player's rest area exclaimed: "It's not broken like this, the abyss is over, and the space-time realm of the Luo Tiannu has risen again?" ”

Luo Jia didn't need the referee to announce, she had already seen the values on the display, and she had carefully checked it three times.

Lost......

A higher 0.12 is also high.

She lost!

Luo Jia couldn't control his expression, his nose was very sore, and tears fell disobediently.

The owner worked so hard to win the opponent, but because he didn't do a good job of world conditioning, he lost!

The gap between 0.12 silk music, if you are seriously conditioned, it only takes one minute to level out.

If only I tried a little harder!

If only I had been calmer when I created the world, and didn't sacrifice the balance of the world for the sake of the cultivation of the war spirit!

If, if......

Luoga was extremely frustrated and depressed, self-loathing, and felt unable to face the sacrificial war spirit.

What's more, the irrepressible sadness in my heart, obviously I just didn't make it to the quarterfinals, but it seems that I lost the crown of the heavens!

The referee carried the small world back, handed it to the abyss first, and then came to Luoga.

Luo Jia took the dilapidated little world with both hands, and did not forget to salute like a referee.

Referee: "Do you need help unchained?" ”

Luo Jia shook his head: "No...... Used, thank you......"

It's okay not to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was choked, and Luo Jia hugged the world and rushed out of the world platform with his head down.

Aoba left the resting place, just outside the World Stage, caught Luojia who flew down, and touched her head.

"It's a wonderful game, this result has exceeded my expectations, don't cry, look there."

Luo Jia looked in the direction that Aoba was pointing, and only saw the starry sky in the auditorium with a colorful light forming a huge letter.

"Don't cry!"

"You're great!"

"You are our pride!"

"Tiangu (Heavenly King, Heavenly Father, Heavenly Mother, Heavenly Ancestor) is proud of you!"

Aoba said, "That's your believers, and they've been cheering you up. ”

Luoga bowed deeply to the phalanx where the believers were, and when he got up, he couldn't hold back any longer, and he cried out like a child, crying like a child, Aoba sighed, opened his snow-colored cloak, and wrapped the whole person of Luoga, who was less than his shoulder, isolating Luoga's voice and the curious exploration of the outside world.