"It was a waste from start to finish. ”

Seeing that the vision produced by Ling Feng's breakthrough was almost negligible, Tianheng breathed a sigh of relief and said fiercely.

He seemed to have forgotten the fact that when Ling Feng was in waste, the evil idiot who could still crush him had no power to resist at all.

"I didn't even succeed in condensing my life, I really threw myself into the face of my Dao Sect, and I still claimed to be the first person under the true inheritance of the Dao Sect? ”

The two golden crocodile brothers hurriedly said in a downhole.

The faces of the Dao Sect disciples at the scene were a little ugly, and the disciples of Yunhai Palace burst into bursts of laughter.

They were already sure at the moment that Sweetheart Lan was looking away.

I thought that Ling Feng, who was valued by the eldest lady, must have some ability, but it turned out that in addition to being stronger in the flesh, the essence was a puddle of mud on the ground, and even they could trample on it at will.

After taunting Ling Feng, all the sect disciples in the defensive circle of the human wall couldn't help but set their eyes on Sweetheart Lan.

They wanted to see clearly, the eldest lady of Yunhai Palace, what the potential of the future heir was.

Sweetheart Orchid frowned willow eyebrows, soft like an orchid blooming, pinching out one by one incomparably mysterious tricks.

The aura emanating from the delicate body as weak as a willow branch skyrocketed, and the violent power of life and death surged out of the body, rising up, forcing the scene to float for a while.

"The mystery of fate dominates the common people!"

Suddenly, Sweetheart Lan let out a coquettish cry, and her fingertips slammed into the void, and a majestic power of fate poured out, infused into the surging power of life and death.

I saw that the power of life and death that turned into a liquid state gradually solidified. Continuous fusion, the emergence of a prototype of life.

This fate contains a hint of the mystery of fate, giving people a sense of etherealism. The illusion that dominates the past and present lives.

"Is it fate?"

"Oh my God, is it really fate?"

Countless people were instantly moved, staring at the fate above the void in a daze, as if they had forgotten that they were in a threatening gladiatorial arena.

The fate of fate, in comparison, is a cut above the elemental fate. If the Ice Spiral is not an ancient physique, the Ice Heart Glass Body. Compared with the sweetheart orchid at this moment, it is also overshadowed.

The fate suspended above her head was finally condensed. Transformed into a lifelike girl, almost exactly the same as Sweetheart Orchid, as Sweetheart Orchid converged her breath and melted into her body. Dissipated and gone.

"Congratulations to the eldest lady for condensing the fate that is unique in ten thousand. ”

"We have a successor to Yunhai Palace. ”

Many disciples of Yunhai Palace showed joy on their faces, and they all gathered around Sweetheart Lan Dao to congratulate.

The disciples of the Dao Sect were silent, and there was no sound, and the fate was enough to make them surrender and make them admit Sweetheart Lan's extraordinary potential.

"Ling Feng, you ......"

Sweetheart Lan pushed open the human wall and looked at Ling Feng with a strange look on her face.

I don't know if it's an illusion, according to her calculations. When Ling Feng broke through the realm of life and death, he seemed to have reservations.

But this idea was dispelled by her. Any cultivator, no matter who breaks through the realm of life and death, is always in one go, how can anyone deliberately keep it?

If you really deliberately keep it, it is to cut off your qualifications, and the energy in your body will continue to be lost, and you will want to continue to condense the Fa Phase when the time comes. It's going to be difficult.

"I only have this potential, but you think too highly of me. ”

Ling Feng said indifferently.

"No matter what. You are still irreplaceable in my heart. ”

Sweetheart Lan glanced at Bing Xuan deeply and said, "If you can't get along in the Dao Sect, I will welcome you at any time in Yunhai Palace." ”

When she was condensing her fate, she seemed to faintly hear the words of the battle of Tianqi and the lack of qualifications, and after recalling, she understood,

Ling Feng must have been in the Heavenly Void City, using too many means and spending too much longevity yuan to leave such a serious sequelae.

If she thought about it seriously, she was also one of the driving forces that day, if she hadn't used the power of fate to force Ling Feng to perform the Doomsday Judgment continuously, Ling Feng would not have fallen into such a field.

Thinking of this, Sweetheart Lan faintly felt a trace of guilt in her heart.

Bing Xuan's feelings were very keen, and Sweetheart Lan looked at her eyes with inexplicable hostility. She wondered a little, when did she offend him?

At this time, the dozens of True Transmission disciples who were at the front of the battlefield retreated in embarrassment, and a few of them were not badly injured.

"Miss Bingxuan, among the rock monsters that just rushed over, there are several commanders. ”

A True Transmission disciple with a shoulder injury said, "Right now, it's less than a thousand feet away from the core of the gladiatorial arena, so remember to be careful when you go up." ”

"Well, I know it. ”

Bing Xuan got up and took Tianheng, Bai Yue and the others to replace the next batch of tired fax disciples.

Ling Feng, Giant Scorpion, Xiaoxiao and others followed suit, and even Ye Wudao, Qingqing, and Chu Madman, who had not broken through the realm of life and death, knew that it was the best opportunity to practice, and they did not flinch.

As the large army slowly advanced towards the core of the gladiatorial arena, the current scene was enough to describe the flesh and blood furnace.

At this moment, Xiaoxiao, who has experienced countless bloody storms, is full of shock in the heart of the giant scorpion.

Every time a foot is advanced, dozens of lives die tragically at the hands of the rock monster.

In just a moment, Ling Feng's snow-white clothes were covered with blood. It is impossible to tell how much of this blood was shed by himself and how much was splashed by his companions.

A group of dozens of true disciples, following in unison, had just advanced a few steps, and were forced back by the rock monsters like a tide.

Although the intensity of the fighting in the rear is far lower than that in the front, it should not be underestimated.

Everywhere there were dense sect disciples and rock monsters fighting fiercely, and in the chaotic flying of weapons, a puff of blood mist, like raindrops, fell from time to time, dyeing everyone's pupils red.

The brothers who are still fighting side by side may die tragically at the hands of the rock monster anytime and anywhere.

The ground where the battle had been fought was a mess, full of stumps and broken arms, and the pungent smell of blood.

A few hours had passed, and the place where the Ice Dragon Vein was located was not far from Ling Feng and the others, and there were still about seven or eight hundred distances.

Because the strength of the rock monsters in the center has reached the level of rock generals at least, and there are even many commanders.

This battle with the rock monster was the most difficult battle for everyone on the scene.

The road with a distance of seven or eight hundred zhang is more difficult to walk and the price paid is more tragic than the road that has been traveled before.

If it weren't for the Ice Dragon Vein being the driving force to move forward, I'm afraid everyone would have to retreat at this moment.

After three days and three nights, the team finally reached the core, only one step away from the Ice Dragon Vein.

At this time, the tacit understanding formed by tens of thousands of people was completely gone, and the powerhouses of the sect at the front, including Tianheng, Golden Crocodile and others, stared at the ice dragon vein, their eyes were full of greed, and they turned to sweep away one after another, competing for the ice dragon vein.

As a result, the formation in the rear was chaotic, and large-scale casualties were inevitable.