Chapter Seventy-Eight: Killing!
In the early morning, the sun has just risen, and the warm sunlight is slanting down from the sky, evoking the vitality of the day. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe trees are growing towards the sun, as if they are longing for more sunlight.
Three black-robed people shuttled across the land projected by colorful light and shadow, and the breeze blew quietly, looking dusty.
"If you go up again, you will go to the Taixuan Holy Sect. A middle-aged man spoke.
"Are we going to go up like this!" said another man indignantly.
"Could it be that we have lost so many disciples, and now we don't even do the task!"
At the invitation of the Taixuan Holy Sect, they came to the Xuanming Continent to bring not only three people, but thirteen Tongxuan Realm and two Tongtian Realm giants led by the mighty army.
However, when he passed through the moat and was about to reach the Xuanming Continent, he encountered an unpredictable spatial turbulence.
The original mighty people and horses were destroyed by the spatial turbulence, and only the current three people remained, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the remnants of the army were defeated.
If you go up like this, won't you fall into the prestige of the sect?
Nuo Xue didn't care about the quarrel between the two, he stretched out his right hand, revealing his white wrist, and his slender jade fingers kept pinching, as if he was calculating something.
After coming to the Xuanming Continent, she found that the divine calculation she relied on became jerky, and the surrounding world seemed to be covered with a veil of mystery, no matter how Nuo Xue calculated, she could not lift this veil and obtain the truth.
"The Heavenly Machines of the Xuanming Continent have begun to be chaotic, and ordinary Heavenly Machines cannot calculate the secrets of the Heavenly Machines at all. ”
Hearing Nuo Xue speak, the two of them suddenly fell silent, and a chill couldn't help but rise in their hearts. Previously, because of the disorder of the Heavenly Machine, the future of the Heavenly Stealing Sect was all scrapped, and everything needed to be deduced all over again, which had already caused a lot of losses.
And now that the Xuanming Continent has even been blinded by the Heavenly Machine, how can they deal with these Heavenly Machinemen?
Nuo Xue shook her head and said indifferently: "Don't worry, Uncle Changming spent a lot of money to deduce earlier, and he said that our fate is in Taixuan Mountain." ”
"And I've just found it!"
Speaking of this, the corners of Nuoxue's mouth were slightly upturned, and under the sun, she looked beautiful.
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After the first day of battle, the level of many disciples has obviously improved a lot, and even worse, they have an epiphany in the battle, and they want to go back to the cave to retreat, and they can't even continue the competition.
"I was able to sit on the door, and sure enough, there were two brushes. Obviously, there have been no eliminators yet, but the difficulty of the second day is much higher than the first day. Bai Zetong sighed.
"However, this was not the case in the past, and the Taixuan Holy Sect is afraid that there will be some big moves. Jiang Ziqi frowned, he was a disciple who had not entered the Yun Spirit Realm for three years, and he had never participated in the Five Summits and had seen it.
In the past, the five summits were just a simple elimination system, and the longest time for a link was only one day. The whole meeting will only take a week.
Then the winner gets a higher status and more resources, and the loser waits for the resources that the winner falls out of his fingers.
And this year's Five Summits would choose such a long-term and complex calculation mechanism, which is no problem for the head of the company to believe it.
"Disciples of equal strength collide with each other and improve each other. If this is developed on a large scale, it will already be the rhythm of the whole people. Jiang Ziqi's face was silent, but he said in his heart.
"Cut, why do you care so much, first care about your opponent. Bai Zetong reminded.
"What's there to observe here?" Jiang Ziqi said honestly.
On this day, with the help of Bai Zetong's plug-in, he had already adjusted his ranking, in order to observe this group of "opponents" well. ”
However, after some observation, there are really few people who can enter the eyes of Jiang Ziqi. For most or even most of them, Jiang Ziqi can rely on CrapStunner (advanced clapping) to solve problems, and if it is too much, he can even apply several vocal singing methods.
Of course, there are a few exceptions.
In the first place is naturally Xuanyue Peak Chen Kun, this person's swordsmanship is strange and changeable, sometimes vast and sometimes ghostly, many schools of swordsmanship make him easy, all kinds of changes emerge in endlessly, even if he is a disciple who cultivates above him, he is simply beaten by a long sword. The interpretation of one sword to break ten thousand methods is incisive, just like an authentic Kunlun sword cultivator.
What's even more terrifying is that judging from Chen Shaoshang's information, what he is best at is not swordsmanship!
This kind of imitation of the protagonist of the legendary novel, keeping the hole cards, and revealing them one by one at a critical time made Jiang Ziqi quite disdainful.
In addition, there are five disciples who are relatively strong, and their strength is obviously above other opponents, these people are all famous figures among the disciples who have entered the room, and they are also the most popular candidates among the top ten elite disciples, and they can be called seeded players.
However, in Jiang Ziqi's eyes, it is just a trick in no particular order.
Xuanyue Peak Ji Xuan, Jiuru Peak Evian Jing, Dazhu Peak Wantonghai and so on, these disciples are not only cultivated to outstanding strength, but also have a common characteristic that they are young, almost sixteen or seventeen years old, it is the time to move forward vigorously and bravely, with this sharp spirit, there have been a lot of battle marks.
The sun was hanging high, and it was noon at this time, and it was finally Jiang Ziqi's turn to compete.
His opponent turned out to be Evian Jing of Jiurufeng.
"I've seen Senior Sister. After taking the stage, Jiang Ziqi saluted.
Evian Jing nodded arrogantly, her beautiful face, which was as cold as ice, but showed undisguised contempt.
Jiang Ziqi didn't care, his subordinates were defeated, what did he care.
The competition between the two sides began in such a way that it was not salty and light.
"It's boring!" Chen Shaoshang threw a grape into her mouth boredly, the grape was sweet and refreshing, but she still looked tasteless.
"Little girl, what are you thinking!" the old man behind her whispered.
The old man bowed his head, like an inconspicuous old servant. But who knew that this person was actually a legendary Venerable who had stepped into the Heavenly Rank, the grandfather of Chen Shaoshang, and the ancestor of the Heavenly Chamber of Commerce?
"It's so boring, there's nothing to see at all. Chen Shaoshang said, picking up a teacup. Today, Jiang Ziqi's decent performance, she felt even more boring.
Suddenly, the teacup fell to the ground and turned into fragments.
"Grandpa, you have to help him!" Chen Shaoshang hurriedly said.