Zhou Luo flicked his fingers, the clouds were light and the wind was light, as if nothing had happened.

This demon beast of prey, after being killed directly, could not even find a trace of blood, all of them were annihilated by thunder, as if it had been burned and incinerated.

Qu Daoren stood on the spot in a daze, this was originally just a demon beast that he sacrificed to try Zhou Luo's virtual and real first, and there were more powerful means later, but he didn't expect that Zhou Luo would be so ruthless.

"Brother Qu Dao, I agreed. ”

Qu Daoist was stunned, and said in surprise: "It's okay, the loss of the battle is inevitable, it's just a demon beast...... "For the monk who controls the beast, don't say it's a demon beast, even if it's just a spirit beast, if it's completely wiped out, it will be very distressing, because every demon beast that can be controlled by the spirit is slowly honed by them with great painstaking effort in order to control it spiritually. Of course, this is the Xuantian Palace, which is the fighting platform of the Dao Alliance Conference, even if the demon beast is killed, he doesn't dare to say more.

Zhou Luo said lightly: "I mean, Brother Qu Dao, I agreed." ”

As he spoke this time, he moved his fingers slightly, so the Qu Daoist suddenly felt a chill in the back of his head, and he couldn't help but explode a circle of cold hairs on his neck, which was an incredible thing for the master of the Yuanying Realm.

A golden sword glow lay behind his head.

Qu Daoren said with difficulty: "Thank you Brother Zhou Dao for your mercy, poor Dao...... Defeated. He knew that this was on the fighting platform, although Zhou Luo killed his demon beast ruthlessly, but he was merciful to himself, otherwise, if they met on the battlefield, Zhou Luo would be able to kill his head with a single face.

Under the fighting stage, Chihuang and the others were extremely happy, and the children of the Qu family were not too disappointed, after all, it was not a shame to be defeated under the gate of Xuantian Palace.

At this time, a long rainbow flew from the central high platform and fell straight in front of Zhou Luo, but it was a small pile of yuan stones.

"The one hundred and eighth Doufa platform, Xuantian Palace Zhou Luosheng. The winner of the first round will be rewarded with 100 square meters of yuanshi. ”

Zhou Luo flicked his sleeves and accepted the Yuan Stone, and with a flick of his fingertips, the gilded sword that was behind Qu Dao's head flew back, and he also jumped off the fighting platform, Chihuang patted him on the shoulder and said, "Little junior brother, it's good." ”

Mu Qingqing glanced at him and chuckled, "Are you embarrassed to call someone else's junior brother?"

Chihuang suddenly said in amazement: "This is also true. ”

As he was talking, suddenly there was an exclamation in the Xuantian Dojo, and everyone couldn't help but look sideways, and saw that there was a large number of spectators gathered near a fighting platform, and they were all clamoring at this time.

Chihuang was a very boring person, so he immediately flew over, Zhou Luo and the others hurriedly followed, and when they got to the bottom of the fighting platform, they saw that Senior Brother Liuya, Senior Brother Mu Hua and others were there, but there was no one on the fighting platform.

No, there is one man, but he is no longer alive.

A disciple of an unknown family was lying on the fighting platform, and his heart suddenly burst open, gushing blood and water, which was three feet high, like a fountain of blood.

Zhou Luo was extremely surprised and said: "What kind of person? The fighting method has made the main point clear, who is so bold that he dares to hurt his life?"

Senior Brother Mu Hua said coldly: "It's Jing Wusheng, who was killed, is a disciple of a well-known cultivator family in the Western Gale Dynasty, who has the cultivation of the Void Tribulation Realm, but unfortunately she pierced the heart veins with a blow, and the person was already dead, and the heart veins collapsed after a while." ”

And Jing Wu's life has disappeared.

Immediately, a group of people from this family of cultivators came to the Dharma Fighting Platform, collected the body of this person with great sorrow, and left in anger.

From beginning to end, despite the noise of everyone, the fighting method continued, and Xuantian Palace did not say anything. Probably because the person who was killed was a member of the Gale Dynasty, in the Gale Dynasty, Ziluo Gorge was a holy place, and Jing Wuming even if he was the lord of the Gale Dynasty, he was afraid that he would have to be courteous and worshiped like a god, not to mention just killing a person.

"This man is really cruel and ruthless. Senior Brother Lengye said hatefully.

Liuya said angrily: "Senior brother, this person will encounter you in the end, I am afraid that most of them will encounter you......"

Chihuang shouted, "Kill her!"

Senior Brother Mu Hua's eyes flickered, and he didn't say anything, just turned around lightly.

This first round of fighting lasted until the afternoon, before it ended, a total of 648 fights, as long as they did not encounter opponents like Jing Wuming and Mu Hua, there were few accidents, and the winners were at least masters after the middle of the Yuanying Realm. Those who can be selected to participate in the fighting method are all proud disciples of the various great sect families, and there are almost no people below the Yuan Infant Realm.

Zhou Luo estimated that his cultivation should be among the worst. Of course, it refers to the Tiangang Yuan God that he showed to people.

The second round of fighting can only be continued tomorrow, everyone still returns to you, the Xuantian Palace is the main peak, and the people from other Daomen families still go back to the arranged Jingshe to rest, and fight again tomorrow.

It was night, and it was surprisingly cold on Zhengyuan Peak.

In the daytime fighting method, Zhengyuan Peak fought ten people, and they all won, and those who temporarily lived in the Zhengyuan Peak Essence House, in addition to that Jing Wusheng, there were also Cang Mang Sword Sect disciples, a total of eighty-one people, and I heard that there were as many as fifty or sixty winners, but it was a little unexpected for Zhou Luo.

In this way, the six hundred and forty-eight people in the second round, most of them were people from the Six Great Dao Sects, as well as powerful first-class Dao Sects such as the Cang Mang Sword Sect, and those children of the Cultivator Family were slightly inferior in the end.

Zhou Luo sat quietly on the Feiqing Bridge, exhaling his vitality and refining his five primordial gods, especially the Tiangang primordial god, which was his natal primordial god, where it was fundamental.

The moon and stars above the sky dome are not rare, and the glowing sky light is sprinkled down, plating Zhengyuan Peak with a halo. In the middle of the day, there was suddenly a cold light, flying to the place where the Feiqing Bridge was, but it was a young Taoist.

This person stepped on the flying sword, and at a glance saw Zhou Luo sitting on the Feiqing Bridge. Since Yi Xiuling lived in Feiqing Bridge, Zhou Luo almost only practiced on Feiqing Bridge and did not enter the Nine Fold Building.

This young Taoist fell on the Feiqing Bridge, only standing three feet away behind Zhou Luo, he was a little embarrassed, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Zhou Luo still closed his eyes and asked softly, "Brother Dao is here to do this?"

The young Taoist was still hesitant, and said for a while: "I'm here to ask Brother Zhou Dao one thing. ”

"But it doesn't hurt to be outspoken. ”

"Brother Zhou Dao, but you are interested in my Senior Sister Yingqiong?"

Zhou Luo's eyebrows didn't move a bit, and he said lightly: "Brother Dao thinks too much. ”

The young Taoist couldn't help but gasp slightly, and arched his hand and said, "Farewell." ”

Zhou Luo didn't answer, until the person was far away, he suddenly sneered twice, and then sighed again.

At the end of the Feiqing Bridge, in the shadow of a mountain forest leading to Zhengyuan Peak, there was also a light sigh and two crystal tears.

The next day, I still went to the Xuantian Dojo.

In the second round of fighting, there were 648 people, all of whom were the winners of the first round of fighting yesterday, but among these winners, there were also those who were seriously injured in the fighting method and had no strength to fight again, so they could only regretfully abstain.

still received their own jade talismans, today's fighting method, Zhou Luo is no longer the first formation to go to the stage, he is in the second formation, the thirteenth fighting platform. Everyone else went to see Senior Brother Liuya's first fighting method, Zhou Luo's heart moved, and suddenly his eyes caught a glimpse of a person on the fighting platform, and he immediately swept away.

On the fighting platform, the heroic Zhenying suddenly caught a glimpse of Zhou Luo in her afterglow, and couldn't help but turn around and look back, raising her neck slightly, like an arrogant swan, just wearing a red dress that was as rich as fire, but she looked more and more enthusiastic and heroic, and smiled faintly at Zhou Luo.

Zhou Luo smiled and gestured, he knew that Zhenying did not tell Zhenyi about their line. In addition to rejoicing, Zhou Luo was more grateful, this proud, confident, wild and brutal daughter of the master of the real sect had changed a lot in the journey of several months.

Zhen Ying's opponent was a disciple of the Northern Moro Dao, who was young in appearance, but his eyes revealed a deep and gloomy light. It seems that the methods of Moro Dao cultivation are all biased towards the gloomy vein, which makes all the Moro Dao sects have a gloomy and ruthless temperament.

"Under the altar of Moro Dao, Yue Xiaoyan asked for advice. ”

Zhenying raised her eyebrows and sneered, "You know me, so let's start." ”

Zhou Luo couldn't help but laugh secretly under the fighting stage, Zhenying was still like this, but her cultivation seemed to be much more profound, and she had completely stabilized in the Yuanying Realm.

"Yue Xiaoyan?...... , This person doesn't know what it has to do with Yue Xiaohan, who was defeated by me?" Zhou Luo suddenly moved his heart and thought to himself.

When his mind moved slightly, the competition on the fighting platform had already begun.

Zhen Ying sacrificed a pair of water and fire swords, which turned out to be medium-grade treasures, it seems that she is the daughter of the master of the True Sect, and she is really blessed. This pair of water and fire swords are both extremely powerful flying swords, and they have been engraved with an extremely powerful magic circle by the masters, and they have been condensed by the masters, otherwise, with Zhenying's cultivation, not to mention urging the two medium-grade treasure flying swords, even if they are completely owned in just a few months, it is impossible.

That month, Xiao Yan had the cultivation of the Void Tribulation Realm, and Zhou Luo could see it. This person's eyes suddenly flashed with a tragic white light, like a white bone in the sky, and he suddenly opened his mouth and spit out, and a white bone bead was spit out by him.

Yuanchen White Bone Transformation Orb, moreover, it is a high-grade treasure level Yuanchen White Bone Transformation Orb.

Zhen Ying's face was slightly cold, and she opened her mouth to spit out a small round shield, and the round shield was engraved with a series of complex and mysterious magic circles, which turned out to be a condensation of the true one true god in it.

At this moment, hundreds of square yuan stones were burned by her.

Yue Xiaoyan shouted sharply: "If you really have a lot of wealth, the daughter of the door master has this kind of means to fight?" As he spoke, the Yuanchen Transformation Orb skyrocketed, turning into a ball of bone with a diameter of a foot, bursting into bone spurs, and crashing straight into the round shield that Zhen Ying sacrificed.

Zhen Ying smiled coldly, and the round shield instantly blocked the Yuanchen White Bone Transformation Orb, and the water and fire swords were as sharp as a spirit snake, and stabbed Xiang Yue Xiaoyan fiercely.

One hit, piercing through.

But Zhenying's expression changed suddenly.

Then, a fierce cold voice sounded: "The daughter of the master of the real sect is no more than Erer." ”

Zhen Ying assassinated only the phantom of this person, and his real body was already behind Zhen Ying, and he didn't sacrifice the magic weapon of the flying sword, and stretched out a white palm like a skeleton, and grabbed Zhen Ying's beautiful neck.

Zhen Ying was shocked, she didn't expect that this person would dare to have an obscene heart on the fighting platform. She immediately sank and tried to get out of the way. But that month, Xiao Yan's cultivation was obviously far above her, and the palm of his hand suddenly pressed down, carrying rolling strength, directly pressing on Zhenying's shoulder, tearing it fiercely!

Zhen Ying's talisman is also a low-grade treasure, and it was all torn!

The fragrant shoulders were slightly exposed, and the flesh and blood were blurred in an instant.