"Bang!"

The chaotic test platform, the turbulent spell qi waves, the body of the cultivator on the stage jumped, the afterimage was heavy, and the moves brought out in an instant were overwhelming, and the loud noises continued, until the heaven and the earth changed color, and the earth shook the mountains. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Among the cultivators who are fighting in chaos, Taoist cultivators, demon cultivators, and camps are gradually divided, and the boundaries of sects are becoming more and more blurred, and more and more cultivators gather in one place, killing and killing together, retreating together, or combining with each other across sects, or jumping out of the brave and excessive, forming formations to attack, defending and guarding, both offensive and defensive, and the fighting area is wider.

Gradually, in addition to the two camps of Dao Cultivation and Demon Cultivation, there were only some small alliances scattered on the stage, and some lone cultivators were quickly attacked by the group, or they were defeated and killed, or fell off the high platform.

And Lu Zheng, Lu Qingzhuo and Zhao Ying, were inevitably separated in the competition, and it was difficult to support each other.

On the third day of the finals, there were almost no cultivators who were still alive and standing on the stage, and those who wanted to survive or win all joined the Dao cultivation camp or the demon cultivation camp, and the remaining solo fighters were defeated one after another like snowflakes.

In this way, the sects and cultivators who belong to the middle forces are in an awkward position, and the reason why most cultivators join the middle forces is to advocate freedom and be willing to be both good and evil. But the most important division of the martial arts conference is good and evil. It doesn't matter what your position is, what matters is whether you are cultivating the Tao or the Devil, in this way, the Dao Cultivation and Demon Cultivation in the middle forces will be embarrassed, whether it is better to join the Dao Cultivation camp or the Demon Cultivation camp, in short, it is against your own pursuit of freedom.

So, when the camps of Dao Cultivator and Demon Cultivator were fighting with blood splashing and the sky was dark, most of the cultivators in the middle forces stood aside with their hands on their hands, and they would not move unless someone offended me, and some cultivators who focused on playing soy sauce flew out of the high platform early in the morning and threw themselves into the earth to admit defeat, and the rest were those who hesitated or had the heart to stand up, such as Lu Zheng and Qiu Chi.

In order to win over more of his own personnel, neither of the two camps had ever taken action against the cultivators of the middle forces who had not stopped fighting, but after a long time, for those who refused to join for a long time, no matter which camp they were, they would not mind killing people ruthlessly.

However, not everyone is so big-pictured.

"Bang!"

Lu Zheng flew back, dodging Lin Yuangui's slash, and where he was standing before, a narrow and several feet deep knife mark was smoking.

"Huh. ”

Lu Zheng let out a sneer, moved his fingers in mid-air, and tapped the sword body of the Flowing Fire Sword, and immediately, Lu Zheng flicked his wrist and aimed at Lin Yuangui in the crowd, and directly threw the Flowing Fire Sword in his hand extremely quickly.

At the moment when the Flowing Fire Sword took off his hand, the light of the sword body flashed, and Lin Yuan didn't have time to get excited about Lu Zheng's defenselessness, and before he had time to sneak attack again, he saw that the sword spirit of the Flowing Fire Sword appeared out of thin air, and the person appeared above his head like a light arrow.

"Poof. ”

On the palm of the air bag, a fire suddenly ignited, and the temperature in the air rose sharply, and in the next second, the air bag was aimed at Lin Yuangui's head, and with a "boom", the fire in his hand was thrown over.

Ordinary flames are not to be feared by Lin Yuangui at all, but the flames thrown out by the gas bag are his natal true fire, which can be infinitely regenerated, and is as hot as magma, with the effect of corrosion and devouring.

Lin Yuangui had just extinguished a small cluster of flames when he saw more flames explode, and every time a spark splashed out, a bigger and hotter flame would surely fly out.

"Ahh

Several cultivators who were closer to Lin Yuangui were immediately burned and screamed in pain.

Lin Yuangui, who was dodging left and right, didn't dare to continue to jump around, otherwise, it would be ridiculous that he was not destroyed by Lu Zheng and the Qi Bao team, but was attacked by the crowd of the same camp.

At this moment, Lu Zheng was thinking about some other things.

There were fewer and fewer sporadic cultivators fighting alone on the stage, and it was only a matter of time before the two major factions of Dao and Demon began to attack indiscriminately on a large scale. The schedule of the finals has only reached the third day, but the life-and-death struggle on the stage has entered the white heat, and if you are not careful, you may lose or even die. Against this backdrop, without an alliance, no one would have survived thirty days.

At this moment, the other cultivators in the Dao cultivation camp, who knew or didn't know each other, about five or six people, actually sent a spell attack to Lu Zheng without warning.

Lu Zheng sighed for his poor popularity, but he heard a cultivator in the Taoist camp shouting: "Master Lu, if you know each other, you should quickly join the Taoist camp, otherwise you will ......"

Otherwise, what is it after that, the cultivator didn't say, and the few cultivators who began to attack Lu Zheng tacitly stopped, as if to express the sincerity of the Taoist cultivation camp.

Such an unexpected development made Lu Zheng raise his eyebrows, and he had a new view on his understanding of this river and lake.

There is no eternal enemy in the rivers and lakes of true qi, and the enemy of the enemy is a friend. But if you have a familiar friend, why not?

Lu Zheng quickly searched for the shadows of Lu Qingzhuo and Zhao Ying around, and shouted at the same time: "Brother Mo Xian, Old Qiu!"

"What, do you need the head of the family to save you?"

Almost in the next second, a laugh sounded behind Lu Zheng. Lu Zheng looked back and saw that the chaotic and killing crowd was like Moses dividing the sea, and Mo Zifeng shook his fan and strolled out leisurely.

"What did you do to us?!"

Ignoring the gritted teeth beside him, Mo Zi shook his fan and slaughtered all the uncontrolled cultivators nearby, regardless of whether the other party was in the Dao cultivation camp or the demon cultivation camp.

Lu Zheng smiled, the alliance he needed at the moment was like Mo Zifeng, who was both good and evil.

Mo Zifeng quickly joined Lu Zheng, and Qiu Chi was even more demonic, and no one saw when he appeared next to Lu Mo and the others.

The three of them looked at each other, and there were smiles in their eyes.

Lu Zheng laughed for a while, and said decisively: "Alliance?"

Mo Zifeng beckoned the Mo family to come closer, and turned around and said, "Naturally." ”

And Qiu Chi, who was directly summoning the people in the Ghost Crying Prison with a special formation, also immediately bowed his head.

In the distance, Lu Qingzhuo and Zhao Ying were also fighting hard, quickly moving closer to Lu Zheng's side.

As the backbone of the demon cultivation camp, it is impossible for her to leave the team to find Lu Zheng, and she is unwilling to ask Lu Zheng to switch to the demon cultivation camp.

Not far from Dugu Ant's clothes, Lan Buregret just saw Dugu Antshang's frowning and tangled expression, and immediately showed a bloodthirsty smile, and then looked at Dugu Antshang's guilty and lingering gaze, and just saw Lu Zheng who was growing the alliance team at the end of his sight.

(To be continued.) )