Gu Xinzhai's formation is not a mortal game.

If you feel that the situation is not right, you can exit the current level in advance and come directly to the final battle place, acting as a spectator, although the power of the formation is terrifying.

But the people of Gu Xinzhai didn't dare to go too far.

In case all the people who broke through died, Gu Xinzhai would definitely be attacked by a group, and there was no way to mix it up again.

A long stream of water is king.

The black qi on Xu Ze's face was stereotyped and transformed into a black grimace mask, which was the means of Black Friday.

The dragon bird platform was raised, and the five people stood opposite each other, and their qi was calm.

"Coupled with Gu Xinqian's thoughts, there are a total of nine beautiful female ghosts on Gu Xinzhai's side, even if you don't fight to the death, you can hug the beauty, and if you are lucky, you can hug the left and right."

There is a lewd uncle who laughs hehe.

"How can there be such a good thing, the recruitment conference is a matter of your affection and me, only by dividing the winner and the winner, the last winner is qualified to take the initiative to choose the female ghost of Gu Xinzhai.

And the chosen ones can't refuse.

If the winner is not distinguished, the female ghosts of Gu Xinzhai can refuse, and they can only return empty-handed.

This is the rule of the ancient heart of the fast. ”

Gu Xinzhai's recruitment conference has been held many times, and all kinds of rules have long been familiar with the heart, and the kung fu between the words, the childish Gu Xinhuai with the ancient heart Qiannian and others.

Appears on the Dragonbird Stage.

The cold black iron was forged into a wide ring, covered with swords and slashes, and dark red blood condensed on it.

Murderous overflowing.

Gu Xinhuai sat on the throne without saying a word, although her face was immature, her qi was majestic and domineering, and her eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

Third Order Grand Monk.

It's terrifying and unimaginable.

Except for Gu Xinhuai, no one present has the qualifications to sit down, spring, summer, autumn and winter, the eight female ghosts of Meilan Zhuju are honest with a thousand thoughts of Gu Xin.

Stand behind Gu Xinhuai.

The eight female ghosts are dressed in light veils, and large swaths of snow-white skin are exposed to the air, which makes people reverie.

It's full of charm!

It can be said that each has its own merits, and everyone applauded, and the scene was very lively.

"I have limited time, you can go up together and fight quickly."

Lin Zhuang was not ashamed to speak, he came up and put a map cannon to bombard Xu Ze and them, among the five people present, only he was promoted to the second order, and the rest of the people, together with Xu Ze, were still hovering at the first order.

That's why he's qualified to be so empty-eyed.

"It is worthy of the Purple Flame Demon Lord, so arrogant and domineering, I think he wants to compete for the final winner, and he wants to name him."

"It's a pity that the saint in our hearts will belong to others after today."

"Only the Purple Flame Demon Lord can be worthy of the Holy Maiden."

There were voices coming from all around, and the faces of the eight female ghosts behind Gu Xinhuai changed, and they now felt like green leaves, reflecting Gu Xinqiannian alone.

It feels very uncomfortable!

However, Gu Xin Qiannian was indifferent.

In her opinion, Lin Zhuang was purely a toad who wanted to eat swan meat, wishful thinking.

"Ancient Heart Holy Maiden, I will defeat them soon, I hope you don't refuse when the time comes, I am sincere to you."

Lin Zhuang was affectionate.

Xu Ze almost burst out laughing, how could he not have found out before, the little junior brother is still so affectionate, time will really change a person.

"What is it to defeat them, if you want to be my husband, you have to be able to beat me."

Gu Xinqiannian's voice fell, and there was an uproar in the audience.

To win the final victory, you have to defeat the chosen one, which was completely uncommon before, but thinking of the identity of Gu Xin Qiannian, it is understandable that the saint of Gu Xinzhai is a little special.

"I can't do anything to the woman I love."

Burst!

Hearing this, Xu Ze couldn't hold back anymore and laughed.

This laughter was like a catalyst, and the people watching the battle nearby couldn't help but laugh, Lin Zhuang's face was gloomy, and he wanted to cut it with a thousand knives.

It's a shame!

"If it's not that piece of material, don't learn to pretend to be embarrassed."

"You are responsible for what you have said."

If Xu Ze opened his mouth to laugh and Lin Zhuang wanted to cut him with a thousand knives, then now, Lin Zhuang wanted to crush him to ashes.

"Don't talk nonsense, see the truth under your hands."

Yan Kun, the overlord sword next to him, also didn't like it, and said coldly, he was very domineering in his horizontal kung fu, and it was not that he had never fought with the second order, so he didn't have much fear of Lin Zhuang at all.

"You forced me."

Lin Zhuang's face was gloomy as water, Xu Ze made him lose face in front of so many people, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Die!"

Just when Lin Zhuang was about to make a move, Su Zipeng, who folded his hand, had already touched the front, the folding fan in his hand opened, and a few strands of steel needles popped out, and the fan in his hand actually hid a weapon.

"It's just a small road, and you dare to take it out to show ugliness."

Lin Zhuang didn't care, his big hand spread out, the purple demon flame was burning, and he imprisoned the steel needle at will.

Thundered!

However, at the moment when the two sides touched, the steel needle exploded like a cannonball, and Lin Zhuang, who was caught off guard, was blown to ashes, and his image and temperament were all ruined.

The eight female ghosts shook their heads again and again, expressing their disappointment.

They know in their hearts that if their IQ is not good, no matter how high their strength is, it is useless.

"I'm going to kill you completely!!"

Lin Zhuang looked up to the sky and roared, he almost wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into, and he was originally in high spirits, but who would have thought that before he became famous, he would be used as a stepping stone first.

Sou! Sou! Sou!

Su Zipeng sneered secretly, raised his hand and threw out a few steel needles.

This time it was not a thunderbolt, but a trace of flame burst out of it, the power was very domineering, he studied the hidden weapon very deeply, and knew that it was difficult for the traditional hidden weapon to cause damage to the monk.

So there is a different way.

Combining traditional hidden weapons with spells, the final product is similar to a disposable magic weapon.

Power is objective.

This time it was displayed on the Dragon Bird Stage, which can be described as out of the limelight, and Su Zipeng smiled secretly in his heart, after this time, the order will definitely fly towards him like snowflakes.

That's right!

Su Zipeng didn't expect to win at all.

He just used the Dragon Bird Terrace as a stage for display, in the words of later generations, the Dragon Bird Terrace is a big platform, with an advertising effect, and the people watching the battle will definitely blow his secret weapon into the sky.

The effect is obvious.

At least eight female ghosts look at him differently, and the little white face with a smart head is popular no matter what era it is.

"Purple Yao Covers the Sky!!"

The rich purple light bloomed, Lin Zhuang's arms were wide open, and the light curtain spread around him, enveloping Su Zipeng.

This was Lin Zhuang's killer move to advance to the second-order comprehension.

Opponents of the same level, as long as they are surrounded by the light curtain, it is basically difficult to escape, not to mention Su Zipeng, who is in the low realm, is surrounded by purple smoke, and Su Zipeng soon lies on the ground in pain.

The realm gap is too big.

His hidden weapon couldn't shake the light curtain at all.