In the days since Bai Fan returned from the Hades Palace, the Vast Sect was very quiet, and nothing major happened, because all the Dao Venerables above the Nine Sources had been retreated, and the entire Vast Sect was in a state of shrinkage.

Bai Fan comprehended the Great Dao with his heart and transformed the origin, and now there are still Yin and Yang, the Five Elements, and the Eight Origin of Destiny that still need to be transformed, but in fact, after transforming into the True Dao Origin, there are only three left.

Just like time and space, the five elements and yin and yang are one and the same, and it is naturally impossible to separate them again.

So in fact, Bai Fan's remaining characters are not too many, but they are much more difficult than before.

The Yin and Yang Origin is okay, but the Five Elements are the fusion of the Five Dao Origins, and its difficulty can be imagined, as for the final origin of fate, Bai Fan has planned to spend at least a thousand years, not a thousand years to comprehend, but a thousand years to find opportunities.

The mysterious and unpredictable fate of the same, every drop of ascension has always required the mandate of heaven, just retreat and penance, he does not think that he can break through within 10,000 years.

Time passed, and ten years later, Yerao left the vast star.

She has a secret, except for a casual mention to Bai Fan, no one in the world knows about it, even his nominal ancestor Tang Fei is unaware.

She has Su Hui and is born to know it!

She doesn't have any memories of anyone in her mind, but she just doesn't ask about many things in this world.

From the moment Bai Fan picked her up, she turned on this kind of wisdom, so she remembered everything since then, so she had special feelings in her heart for Bai Fan, who came to the Vast Star with her and suppressed the Vast Overlord with a unique demeanor.

It's just that Bai Fan retreated and disappeared again and again, so she had to bury it in her heart.

She often felt that her encounter with Bai Fan was a kind of fate, even if she missed a thousand times, she would meet in the first thousand and one reincarnation.

This feeling has only happened to two people, one is Bai Fan, and the other is Bai Chen!

She felt hesitant and uneasy about this, she felt that she shouldn't feel this way about anyone other than the sect master, even if she was just an ugly girl covered in black, she should belong to only one person.

So after trying to forget about it, and after ten years of fruitless attempts, she left Bai Fan's cave in retreat, came to the Fighting Beast Star, and silently paid attention to Bai Chen, she wanted to find the reason.

The three-level ring arena of the Fighting Star can accommodate 100,000 people to watch the battle, and in the center of the nine-story grandstand is a ring of 10,000 feet in length and width, where a desperate fight is taking place at this moment.

The two monks, a black-clothed young man with an indifferent expression, and a middle-aged man with fierce eyes, fought to the point of madness, and their killing intent boiled.

The young man in black is Bai Chen, in ten years, he has cultivated to the realm of golden immortals according to the exercises that naturally come to mind after becoming an immortal, this speed can be described as terrifying, but it is reasonable for it to happen to him.

Because for him, all the obstacles to his cultivation except comprehension are not worth mentioning, and there is endless power in his body, which he only needs to dig out, without relying on any external force.

That's why he was able to win twenty games in a row in ten years, from the fourth-level Colosseum to the third-level Colosseum.

This battle can be called the hardest battle since he entered the Colosseum, because on the opposite side is a monk of the ancient realm, even if the weakest ancient scripture, he is also the ancient realm!

Cultivation is one or two steps above him.

At this point in the battle, he had used almost all means, and although the big man on the opposite side was greatly injured, he did not worry about his life, and the situation was very bad for him.

"Kill, tear off that kid's limbs for me, and then shoot them into meat paste, Lao Tzu will give you a treasure refined by the ancestor of the Eight Sources Dao Realm!" In the audience in the first row, there was a young man with a flushed face who shouted wildly.

Almost all the monks who can survive ten games in the Colosseum have the support of big forces behind them, whether it is elixir, magic weapon, supernatural power or the arrangement of the opponent, if there is no huge force behind the control and support, it is simply a wild talk to win ten games in a row, and Bai Chen is one of the legends.

The reason why the young man hated him so much was because Bai Chen rejected his offer and made him lose a big gamble in the last game.

"Don't worry, Master Mo, I'll add one more thing - break bones and scatter ashes!" The big man in the ring looked at Bai Chen, who was kneeling on one knee opposite, and sneered: "I know all the tricks you have used, if you don't have any other hole cards, be ready to die!" If you don't want to be a dog, you can only go to hell and be a man! ”

"If I can summon that sword again, why not give a dog a chance to chatter?"

"What did you say?"

"I said you could die!" Bai Chen suddenly raised his head, his eyes were dark, like a star, his eyes were cold, and he immediately walked forward.

His first step was light, the second was a little heavier, leaving a shallow footprint, the third leaving a shallow pit that sank into his ankle, and the fourth step ...... By the time the seventh step was down, it was already turbulent, and the whole ring was trembling.

When he took the eighth step, the middle-aged man seemed to have finally recovered from the shock, narrowed his eyes and said, "What kind of magic power are you?" As the words fell, his eyes were filled with greed.

"Yellow Spring!"

"Yellow Springs?"

Rumble!

Just when the big man was suspicious, Bai Chen vomited blood arrows from his mouth, and there was a clicking sound in his body, as if he was under a huge pressure that exceeded his limit, but his right foot fell unswervingly, and with a loud bang, the ring collapsed directly, and the middle-aged man seemed to be shocked by a huge force, and the whole person retreated suddenly, shocked.

But Bai Chen's footsteps still did not stop, the blue tendons on his face burst out, and the blood in his mouth kept spurting out, but the ninth step ...... He still stepped out without hesitation.

At this moment, his figure suddenly disappeared in the ring, and the next moment he appeared above the big man, and the falling paw, condensed the monstrous terrifying power, and slammed down on the stunned head.

This is the ninth step of Huangquan, which has exceeded the limit of his body's endurance, but in the face of the battle of life and death, he did not hesitate to endure an extremely violent backlash, and finally took this step, at this moment, the monstrous and terrifying power of Huangquan has completely enveloped the big man.

Since Bai Fan created this move, there are many monks who have died under this step, and many of them are world-famous, in comparison, although this middle-aged man is good, he can force Bai Chen into such a situation, and he only relies on his cultivation.

So no matter how unwilling he was and how he resisted, when the ninth step of Huangquan appeared, everything was already over.

Finally, with a loud bang, the tall body collapsed, and a puddle of flesh appeared on the ground, except that the dead man became himself.

The audience was too up, there was a dead silence, and no one expected that at the last moment, such an earth-shattering reversal would occur.

The Colosseum has never been a fair place, this was a suspenseless killing game arranged for Bai Chen, but he cracked it with his own strength.

"Childe doesn't have to be angry, let's arrange a stronger opponent for him in the next game." Next to the young man surnamed Mo, an old man with triangular eyes had a cold expression, his eyes were red, and he seemed to be on the verge of breaking out, and he hurriedly spoke.

However, that Mo Gongzi didn't appreciate it, and roared in a low voice with a hideous expression: "Do you think the Colosseum was opened by my Mo family?" Do you know how much I paid for this one? ”

The triangular-eyed old man's face turned pale, and he hurriedly said: "Even if we don't interfere, he will die, you look at his current state, it must be caused by the forbidden move that he can't bear just now, such an internal injury does not have the best elixir and don't want to recover in a short time, we just need to let his next game advance, this is much easier than arranging his opponent, and with his loner character, it is impossible to get any pills, so as long as we let his next battle a little earlier, he will definitely die!" ”

When Mo Gongzi heard this, his eyes were still red when he looked at Bai Chen, but he gradually subsided, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he agreed with the old man's statement.

But he didn't see that there was a woman in red, looking at them, and she also showed such a cold smile, even more cold than them, and the red gauze could make people shudder

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