Chapter 13: The Misfortune of the Three Bodies (I)
"Alright, first class, let's get in. In an instant, the voice that came from inside was neither one of the original two nor a new one, but the sound of one of them, tired of the vicissitudes of life after hundreds of years of work.
"Master, it's time for you to go in. Qin Bihai reminded softly.
"It's so fast...... "Although several days have passed, I still can't feel the time shuttle, but a few hours have passed in a trance.
"Yunchen, wait for me. Lei Minggong looked at Yunchen from afar, and everything he secretly prepared was not just as simple as that day.
As for the low-key young man that Yunchen paid attention to, his head was buried deep in his long hair, and his face and expression could not be seen, and some of them only looked like they were struggling, as if they had suffered heavy injuries.
Then, the appearance of Cai Yizhi made many people's eyes refreshed, although her strength, although Yunchen did not know, her strength remained deep in Cai Wu's heart.
But Caiwu didn't come, she seemed to give up this opportunity, this time a very important assessment, this is the test and treatment that determines the sect's future for herself. But she still gave up, as for what the reason, I'm afraid only she knows.
Many people in the outer ring quickly walked into the formation, and the departure of the Ice Emperor and the others greatly reduced the pressure of the formation, and the lower the strength, the more normal the operation of the formation.
Yunchen followed the crowd and walked towards the formation, among the crowds, some were people from the previous sessions, and some were the current Tianjiao, but this battle, no matter what, for many of the current Tianjiao, was bullied by the older generation, because they were all cultivators of the realm, and few of the people of the current session were cultivators of the realm.
Ruyunchen is only strong enough to resist the incarnation realm, and the rest is nothing special.
As they entered, the formation was activated once more.
Everyone, as soon as they stepped into the central platform, lost their figure in the next breath.
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The battle of the first type of people, for the second type of people and the third type of people who have not yet arrived, is very boring, the only fun, is to make their own bets, hoping to kill a dark horse, cover the glory of the same class, and finally be able to go directly to the second category, such a genius, only to have a future.
There is another possibility, they can fight with the style of the second type, strong enough to destroy space, like a sword, if so, then this time, it will be the attention of the audience.
But so far, there is no first type that can do this, especially for those who are new to the sect, the first type of the older generation can still be explained, but the first type of new people to the sect, if they do this, their resources and spells will be endless and endless in the future.
The curtain, with the entrance of everyone, under the control of the old man, slowly unfolded, sweeping away the shock left by the Ice Emperor and Yan Sheng.
There are deep reasons for their arrival, but the current battle is a contest between simplicity and mind, and there is a secret opposition between new and old disciples.
"Back then, only one person could get out of the pursuit of the old disciple and create a new situation at that time......" The old man lay peacefully on the chair, the rich aura moisturized his dry skin, and the emotion of reminiscing on his face reminded him of memories.
"It's a pity, it's a pity......"
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In the curtain, a man is shown standing on the top of a high mountain, looking at the earth from afar, looking for a target or observing the terrain, and no one knows what he thinks.
In the first category, there were only about thirty people, and each of them was teleported to different places, just like the last one, some in the swamp, some in the snow, the forest and the like. But there is only one point, it is completely different from the last one, there are no wild beasts in it, and the sect may have considered a lot, so they gave up the transformation of wild beasts, and just arranged a lot of traps, in order to get rid of the mentally deficient people as soon as possible.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for someone to come out with hatred, some of them were careless, and some of them were arrogant.
The curtain changed, a swamp, an endless black mire, slowly appeared inside, the black soil, looking at it makes people feel disgusting, turbid with a bad smell, when people get close, they feel a burst of dizziness, and even have an unrecognizable effect, many people tremble with their hands, constantly grasp their faces, and finally rot and die, and this will be an unforgettable experience for his life.
Yunchen, alone, walking in the boundless snow, there are no wild beasts, and occasionally a few broken ice platforms appear, but under his strong thoughts, there is nowhere to hide, and he can easily dodge it.
"What should come, will come. In the midst of the whispering, a person with a gloomy expression walked out slowly, he was dressed in white, so that in the snow, like an invisible person, if he didn't pay attention, he would miss his figure.
"Who is it?" Yun Chen was startled, as soon as he entered, he encountered a great enemy, which made him a little depressed.
"Hehe, Yunchen?" the person who came was not a stranger.
"Who?"
"If you don't admit it, you don't deny it, that's acquiescence. The corners of the comer's mouth raised slightly, and he couldn't help but smile: "That's no nonsense, you go die......"
As soon as the words fell, I saw him dressed in white, and suddenly came out, a sharp edge hidden in the shadows, breaking through the air, and the sound of explosion, wanting to shake the ice cube.
"Who arranged this?" In an instant, in Yunchen's heart, the figures of several people flashed, but they couldn't be sure.
Boom!
The blood stained out of the sheath, I don't know when to prepare, but it can accurately stop the opponent's magic weapon.
"That's right, a low-level treasure weapon can actually compete with my magic weapon?" Naturally, the person who came would not think that Yunchen was holding a magic weapon, and the strength of the other party had already been told in secret.
Boom, on top of an ice block, the empty black hole, revealing the nothingness inside, the fake is fake after all, and it cannot be perfect.
The two of them held each other's magic weapons, time was passing, and the comer couldn't help but become more and more anxious, Yunchen's strength exceeded the original expectations, whether it was strength or strength, it was not weaker than him, and even he suspected that the other party was training him.
"Damn. "The person who came grasped the magic weapon tightly, and then secretly had time difference, his realm was profound, and he didn't have to bear the danger of facing such a heavenly pride as Yunchen.
The Dao technique was completed in an instant, and I saw that after his right hand was pinched, he smiled slightly, and a huge water dragon rushed out of his face and bit directly towards Yunchen.
"Stepping on the clouds. Yunchen shouted violently, stepped on it violently, and the strength of Qianjun or so, with the help of the knots, pulses, and meridians of his whole body, interpreted it perfectly, bang, the water splashed, and the water dragon swallowed and became a water droplet.
Here, the spiritual power is used for one point, and one point is less, not to mention that the immortal root of the comer is half real and half empty, and it cannot be replenished enough, if you want to be like the Ice Emperor, you can only achieve it with the strength of the God Realm.
"Come again. "How can the person who came be willing, he knows the other party's pulse technique, but he still underestimates his reaction speed.
"Who are you?" Yunchen killed decisively, and the blood-stained roar was long, isolating the attack of the comer, coupled with its subtlety, and secretly changing the structure of the spear head to use it to resist the opponent's magic weapon.
Because the other party's magic weapon is too strangely shaped, any shape of the head, whether it is pointed, blunt, or even cone, is strange, and it is common in the head, making people speechless.
It's just that his magic weapon lacks flexibility, and after so many battles, Yunchen has been the most indispensable.
Zongyun stepped down, stepping on the white clouds like flat ground, Yunchen retreated while fighting, he was still worried about the other party's Taoism, like the water dragon lock of the day, so that he could not be prevented.
"Remember, my name is Chen Hui. Chen Hui said solemnly, without slacking off.
A sweep, his magic weapon, completely forced Yun Chen away, and then shouted like thunder: "Water Dragon Lock." ”
This is the most common Dao technique, but it is also the most effective move for people with low realms, which can limit the opponent.
"Damn, it's coming again?" Yunchen was quite depressed, and on the same move, he planted another follow-up, how could he not be helpless.