The battle is still going on, this is a protracted battle, and the strength of the two has already decided to begin.

On one side, the battle on the other seven rings also continued. The battle between Luo Cheng and Han Shu seems to have ignited their blood, as long as the difference in strength is not large, it will be a protracted battle.

Of course, the scene that I just experienced over the weekend is still playing out. On the seventh ring, Dao Yi's gray robe fluttered lightly, and between his expression and smile, a stream of Dao rhyme flowed. Standing alone in the ring, his figure seemed to be detached, unstained with a trace of dust.

"Senior Brother Daoyi, I abstain!"

On one side, Dao Yi faced a disciple of the Dao Palace. That Dao Palace disciple had already refined two bloodlines, but even so, when facing Dao Yi, he didn't even dare to look at it directly.

It was terrifying. From a distance, it seemed to be a transcendent immortal, but when it came to facing it, the terrifying killing intent instantly filled the man's mind.

"Enlightened!"

Hearing this, Dao Yi hugged his fists and whispered. Then, he jumped out of the ring in one step.

"Wowhaha!"

At this moment, an alternative laughter rang out, filling the entire field.

Hearing this laughter, Ye Chen was helpless for a while, no need to think about it, he already knew who it was.

"Hurry up, number sixty-two come up and fight me. As soon as Lin Dong jumped into the ring, he screamed. It looked like a bandit waiting to rob someone.

Unexpectedly, Lin Dong's voice fell, and no one was answering him, and no one appeared in the ring.

"Isn't it, so cowardly?" Lin Dong glanced at the corner of his eyes, and suddenly shouted a little unhappily: "Sixty-two, although I don't know who you are, if you are a man with a handle, come out for me quickly." ”

The words fell, but there was still silence around, and no one spoke at all, and they all looked at Lin Dong sluggishly.

On the side, Ye Chen was a little helpless. However, he can't say anything, after all, Lin Dong's character is like this.

"Damn!" Lin Dong was a little hateful, and continued to shout: "Sixty-two, if you don't come out, when your grandfather Lin Dong finds you, I will let you know why this chrysanthemum is so red?"

"Ahem, ahem!"

In front of the Zhengyang Palace, Mu Feng coughed a few times, and said to the four elders on the side with an unnatural expression: "Fourth elders, you apprentice, you really don't have an ordinary temperament!"

"That rabbit cub!" The four elders hated, and looked at Lin Dong angrily with their eyes, but there was no follow-up.

"Really, what about the sixty-two? Why haven't you come up yet? You can't really admit it like a girl, right?" On the stage, Lin Dong continued to call.

"Holy!"

Below, after hearing Lin Dong's scolding, the people of the Dao Palace were immediately annoyed. One by one, they were full of resentment.

"Lin Dong, you don't want to be rampant, when you meet our senior brother Daoyi, you can be slapped with a slap. In the crowd, someone said indignantly.

"Yo!"

Hearing this, Lin Dong chuckled and said, "Daoyi, I'll blow him up later, now call your sixty-second to come up, see if your grandfather Lin Dong doesn't blow up his chrysanthemum." ”

Lin Dong screamed, like a bandit scolding the street.

As he spoke, Lin Dong glanced lightly and looked at Dao Yi who was standing on the side. Seeing Dao Yi's indifferent expression, he didn't get angry when he saw Lin Dong's glance, and smiled back gently.

"Cut! boring!" Lin Dong said.

"Shameless!" As soon as Lin Dong's voice fell, a female monk suddenly scoffed at this.

"it!"

Below, everyone in the Dao Palace was immediately unhappy. "Where's Sixty-two? Who's it? Go up and teach that guy how to behave. ”

"Yes, let him see the strength of our Dao Palace. ”

For a while, the entire venue was drowned out by a burst of scolding. So much so that Luo Cheng and Han Shu, who were still fighting on one side, no one paid attention to them.

"Heh, I don't think I need to come up on the sixty-second, just come up and fight with me!"

At this time, Lin Dong pointed at the most excited Dao Palace disciple, and then said with a mocking face: "I think you will replace No. 62!"

Lin Dong's face was playful, and he looked at Fang Yu without smiling, his eyes revealing a trace of essence. He was on the verge of belligerence.

"Uh..."

Lin Dong looked directly at Fang Yu of the Dao Palace, and for a while, the venue was silent, and Fang Yu's expression immediately froze, and he was choked up.

Brush!

Everyone's eyes focused on Fang Yu. From the invisible oppression, beads of sweat from the size of beans flowed down immediately.

"Gollum!"

With a pale face, Fang Yu swallowed hard to calm his heart. He really wanted to go up and teach that arrogant Lin Dong a lesson, but when he made eye contact, it was a powerful force that had refined the nine bloodlines. Invisibly, Fang Yu retreated directly.

Just kidding, with the strength of his already seven bloodlines, if he goes up, it will be self-defeating. Lin Dong's strong sense of oppression, and the domineering thunder that he invisibly carried, directly penetrated his mind. Before the battle, the thought of invincibility had already risen in his heart.

"Senior Brother Fang Yu, go up and teach that guy a lesson. Nearby, someone coaxed. Looking at Lin Dong, they hated it.

"Meow!" At this moment, Fang Yu was almost depressed to death, holding back his face, and he became the color of pig liver. The words were choked, and for a while it became a dilemma.

Extremely tangled. How to fight? Use Fang Yu's strength to confront Lin Dong, that is simply the object of abuse. But if he didn't fight, there were so many pairs of eyes staring at him, and if he didn't say anything, he wouldn't be able to get off the stage at all. How will he face these brothers in the future?

"I, I abstain!" At this moment, a weak voice sounded and fell into the ears of everyone.

They were all stunned, Fang Yu's face changed, and he chased the source of the sound with some resentment. There was an angry look on his face, it was this sixty-two, if it wasn't for his confession, how would he have gone to do this bird?

Thinking about it, Fang Yu was slightly angry, and turned his head to look at it after brushing it. However, at this glance, Fang Yu suddenly lost his temper. It's not that that person's strength is too strong, that person is too much weaker than Fang Yu in comparison. It's that the person's identity is more special.

At this moment, Lin Dong, who heard the voice, also glanced over. It's just that I was dumbfounded when I saw it. Where his gaze was fixed, a woman suddenly appeared.

Dressed in white, her long hair fluttered, her beautiful face could not be concealed at all, exposed to the air.

And at this moment, the woman's blushing face was already red and could drip blood.