Chapter 162: Scene 2

When the third day ended, pieces of light appeared, instantly enveloping everyone who had entered the human-level secret realm and teleporting towards the outside of the space. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Meng Qiangu also woke up at this time, and beside him, the little fat man had long since disappeared.

Meng Qiangu stood up, stretched his waist, and let out a crackling sound all over his body, and a hearty feeling arose.

Dream Qiangu quietly clenched his fists, and a powerful feeling surged into his heart.

Three days in the outside world, but three months here, what Meng Qiangu lacks most now is time, these three months just allow him enough time to consolidate his cultivation. Now that he has steadily reached the late stage of the Psychic Realm, in his body, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, there is an amazing energy dormant, once he makes a move, it will be surprising.

At the same time, after reaching the late stage of the realm of Tongshen, Meng Qiangu noticed that the "Refining Heavenly Formula" seemed to have undergone a subtle change, and Meng Qiangu found that every time he ran the "Heavenly Refining Formula", there was a voice, like Huang Zhong Dalu, rippling in the body, so that he was always in the perception of the "Heavenly Refining Formula".

A ray of light appeared, and Dream Eternal was teleported out.

When Dream Eternal appeared in the square, he found that everyone had already come out, and only he was the last to come out.

On the viewing platform, the number of people at this time increased again, and the helmsmen of the ten major families and various cultivation sects came, plus the patriarchal group, the number of people had reached fifty.

"Giggles, this kid is always so unexpected, look at it, it's only been three days, he has completely consolidated his cultivation, his breath is calm, where does he look like he has just broken through?" A white tiger in a red robe covered his face and smiled, like a ten-mile spring breeze, refreshing people's hearts.

"Yes, this guy is really a freak, but it's too early to bet at this time! We can't put an unknown thing in a position where we can't see it!" Liu Xiaoyu said a little tiredly.

In the past three days, she went to the secret room again, and the people in the secret room told her, "The demon clan has been assembled, and it is possible to send troops to attack at any time, and the demon clan declares to the outside world that the Shenzhou Continent, their demon clan is bound to win, not only to slaughter all the Shenzhou Continent monks, but also to destroy the Shenzhou Continent!"

Liu Xiaoyu's face was pale, the expected thing finally came, but the Shenzhou Continent was really not ready.

After that, Liu Xiaoyu told the people in the secret room about the psychic competition this time, and the people in the secret room were a little surprised by the performance of Meng Qiane, but that's all.

What Liu Xiaoyu didn't know was that after he left, there was a pleasant laugh in the secret room.

"Dream Emperor, are you finally going to rise? My Ice God will accompany you in the Shenzhou Continent to fight to the end, even if you let the entire Shenzhou Continent become your whetstone? As long as you can rise quickly, it will be worth the price!"

Seeing that everyone's eyes were full of hope and fire, Liu Xiaoyu couldn't bear it, these people, in the near future, will go to the battlefield and fight with the demons, and it will be another bloody storm!

"Congratulations, you have successfully entered the top 1,000 and stabilized your own realm at the same time, then, now, immediately enter the second round, it is still a melee, remember, we only need a hundred people, who can laugh in the end, each depends on his ability!" Liu Xiaoyu's cold voice spread throughout the audience, and there was a trace of tiredness, which was instantly covered up by her.

"The second game, start!" Liu Xiaoyu drank.

"Kill!" was another shout of killing, and a thousand divine monks fought together in an instant.

These thousand people are basically monks in the middle and late stages of the Tongshen realm.

As for the Dzogchen monks, there were only fifty of them, and they were high up in the sky, looking down on these mid-to-late stage monks fighting. If nothing else, the monks in the middle stage will be completely eliminated, and only fifty monks in the late stage of the Divine Realm can enter the next round of competition.

"Sister Xiaoyu, you don't have to be like this, you should always come back, since you can't avoid it, you can't escape, then we only have one battle! You have to remember that the Shenzhou Continent is our territory!"

"Sister, do you know everything?" Liu Xiaoyu said in surprise.

"Hehe, silly sister, the Shenzhou Continent is so big, and the passage connecting with the outside world is only Kunlun Xu, how could I not know? Have you forgotten Kun Yuan's identity before he became the Kunlun Divine Envoy?"

"Oh, yes, Lord Kunyuan, he was the Lord of the Western Desert before, speaking of which, he is still your master!" Liu Xiaoyu understood at this time. She wasn't stupid, but she was overwhelmed by the demons during the war in the past few days!

On the battlefield, he had already fought into a large area, and Meng Qiangu stood there, looking around, although a group of people surrounded him, no one dared to step forward to fight.

"What are you afraid of, on!" A middle-aged woman in a green long dress, holding a jade sword, killed Meng Qiane, her cultivation, like Meng Qiane, was to rely on the Realm Breaking Pill to reach the late stage of the Tongshen realm.

I saw her jade sword, instantly transformed into a green mang, opened her bloody mouth, and rushed towards the dream of eternity frantically, and she herself, moving forward at a high speed, the light in her hand burst out, turning into a long river, with the breath of destruction, rushing towards the dream eternal.

Everyone saw that a woman was so arrogant, how could they be afraid!

As a result, five late-stage psychic monks, with ten mid-stage psychic realm monks, rushed forward in an instant, and for a while, the spell burst out, enveloping the dream for eternity.

"Damn, who did I recruit to provoke whom? Why are they all aimed at me!" said Meng Qiangu helplessly.

"Boss, come on, boss, mighty!" the little fat man pulled Huo Siqi, and the two hid in the formation, drinking small wine and eating chicken legs, so happy.

More than a dozen monks in the middle of the Tongshen realm attacked around the little fat man's formation, but they couldn't do anything.

"Get out of the way of the fat man!" The little fat man roared, and a breath of spiritual perfection appeared instantly, and Huo Siqi bore the brunt of it and was taken aback.

"This little-known little fat man has actually reached the Great Perfection of the Divine Realm, but obviously a few days ago, he had just reached the early stage of Channeling!

Sure enough, like gathers like, these two guys are perverts!" Huo Siqi sighed in his heart.

"How is this possible!" the dozen or so monks shuddered and quickly retreated.

Even on the viewing platform, Liu Xiaoyu and the others were impressed by the little fat man.

"This world is too crazy, isn't it! How can we, the little guys, be embarrassed by our old men by practicing so much?" sighed a group of old men from the Senate.