"My name is Nan Tianqi, I have a happy cooperation, waiting for my instructions."

The last sentence of the Martial King Realm man was transmitted with spiritual power, his face smiled, and his figure flashed and disappeared.

"What's wrong?"

Zuo Lianyun stepped forward, and the two seemed to be discussing something.

"You'll find out later."

"In dismantling a rune paper, with your true strength, you should be able to beat it."

Wan Li smiled lightly, and glanced at the stone wall of the main hall, where there were many stone pillars protruding from the smooth stone wall.

Counting them, there are twenty in total.

Create a concave and convex visual effect on the stone wall.

Wan Li glanced at the remaining people in the arena and tore open a wooden coffin rune paper casually.

This is the second thing in the coffin of his battle.

The coffin door was pushed open, and a man stood up, his chest rising and falling, breathing.

Apparently a living person, still a woman, loose and ordinary clothes, a beaded hairpin on her head, and a beautiful face.

He was looking around in confusion.

"Where is this?"

Glancing around, everything was very unfamiliar.

Suddenly, the confused eyes instantly turned red and glowed red, and his face became cold and indifferent.

"Some of the living people who have been controlled by the Blood Essence Stone Formation have passed."

Wan Li shook his head and whispered to himself.

Using living people as experiments, Wan Li felt that it was too inhuman, and controlled living people to seal them in wooden coffins for countless years, even more so.

It's fine if this person volunteers, but when I look at this woman's expression, it seems that my memory is still stuck in ancient times.

"Give you a ride."

A punch blasted out, and Wan Li urged the Heavenly Canopy Body Forging Technique to the extreme.

These things in the coffin, if they kill the person who opened the coffin and lose the target of pursuit, they will only return to their wooden coffins in a daze.

Wait for the next person to come and attract them.

When the red-eyed woman saw Wan Li's punch coming, she didn't dodge or dodge, her hand turned into a palm, and a majestic spiritual power surged in her palm.

A fist and a palm collided with a bang.

Wan Li didn't spare his hand, and directly punched the woman up, not pity the jade at all.

With the strength of that palm just now, the woman should be around the early stage of the Martial Monarch Realm.

The formation obviously judged Wan Li's strength to be the Wuhou Realm, and naturally the strength of the things in the coffin would not be too strong.

Got the Blood Essence Stone and glanced at the others, as well as the stone pillars on the stone wall.

After counting the number of stone pillars just now, no one else has killed the contents of the coffin.

When Wan Li counted again, there were only nineteen stone pillars left.

"One thing in a coffin corresponds to a stone pillar, but these people can only kill nineteen of them combined."

"If all the stone pillars disappear, will the secret realm of the main hall end?"

Wan Li whispered in his mind, said hello to Zuo Lianyun, who was fighting, and walked towards the stone platform.

Just now, the Martial King Realm Nan Tianqi came to tell him this.

At the same time, he sought Wan Li's cooperation to kill another Martial King Realm in the main hall, and gave him three blood essence stones afterwards.

Stepping on the stone platform, Wan Li watched these balls of light flash in front of him, his eyes condensed, and he reached out to grab them.

A ball of light was held in the palm of his hand, and after taking out the light blue vortex, the ball of light turned into a cheatbook.

"The Purple Lotus Crossing Sacred Book, the Saint-level Exercises, not bad, good luck."

Wan Li chuckled, just now he wanted to get a book of exercises for Wan Hongyan, but the randomness was too strong, and Wan Li didn't force it.

I didn't expect it to be very satisfying, so I flipped through it.

This saint-level technique is not very aggressive, the defense is very strong, and the purple lotus derived from the body in the later stage can block the calamity.

"Whatever you want, it's just right for Wan Hongyan."

Put it in the storage ring and step out of the stone platform.

Seeing that a monk's face was excited, he pressed the blood essence stone on the stone tablet with his hand, and walked in.

When Wan Li didn't take a few steps, he heard a miserable voice behind him.

Looking back, the monk was covered in blood and collapsed to the ground, holding two treasures in his hands, and then the treasures turned into balls of light and returned to the light blue vortex.

"Greed is not enough to swallow an elephant."

Shaking his head and whispering, he was walking a few steps when he heard Nan Tianqi's voice again.

"Wu Shengming, after so many years, your strength has really not grown at all."

"If you don't fight with this opportunity, do it with me, hum, it's enough to kill you."

The person who spoke up was none other Martial King Realm man who had entered earlier.

He looked very disdainful.

The Martial King Realm was powerful, and the two of them made frequent moves, but the surroundings seemed to be restricted, and that might was only shrouded in the two of them.

The rest were not affected in the slightest.

"The battle in the Martial King Realm is rare."

The remaining seven monks turned their eyes to see this rare scene.

The power of the furious Martial King Realm could only be felt by the two of them.

However, the Martial King Realm was already difficult to die, and the other Martial King Realm man seemed to be stronger than Nan Tianqi.

The two couldn't fight in the air, but Nan Tianqi showed a little defeat.

"Nan Tianqi, with your talent, in a few days, you may be able to beat me, but if you are looking for death now, it is no wonder that I am unexpected."

Wu Shengming shouted in a low voice, and took a breath, but was forced to retreat a few steps by the sword qi that Nan Tianqi slashed out.

And Nan Tianqi lowered his head at this time, panting, and seemed very tired and weak.

But no one knows that he is now, and the blood in his whole body is burning, full of fiery meaning.

"Waste is waste."

Wu Shengming sneered indifferently, wanting to end Nan Tianqi, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a person standing under his feet.

"The little baby also wants to get involved?"

Hearing this, Wan Li smiled faintly, glanced at Nan Tianqi, who was still hanging his head, and urged the Heavenly Curtain Forging Technique.

The halo flashed, and he threw a punch at Wu Shengming.

"Spiritual dual cultivation."

It can be seen that it is the Wuhou Realm, but this punch has no spiritual power fluctuations, and the strength of the physical body cannot be seen.

Wu Shengming slapped his backhand indifferently.

In the realm of Wuhou, even if the talent is outstanding, what about the dual cultivation of the spirit body.

The terrifying momentum of the Martial King Realm swept over, even if it was a casual blow, it was not something that the normal Martial King Realm could resist.

Bang.

The remaining seven monks had already begun to shake their heads, as if they had seen the result of Wan Li hitting the stone with an egg and asking for his own death.

A heavy blow sounded, and in an instant, when everyone lived up to expectations, Wan Li was repelled to the wooden coffin.

It's just that Wan Li, who is unscathed, makes their eyes shine.

"What kind of physical art is this?"

Wu Shengming's eyes narrowed slightly.

He was also very surprised that he could leave unharmed.

The palm just now, even if it was an ordinary Martial Monarch Realm, was difficult to bear.

"You don't know about physical arts."

With a chuckle, Wan Li continued to jump up and throw a punch.

His agreement with Nan Tianqi was just to delay some time for him.

Although this would anger a Martial King Realm, Wan Li felt that it was feasible.

"Arrogant junior."

Wu Shengming's face changed, no longer a casual and contemptuous look, he raised his hand again, his palm was like a whirlpool, absorbing the spiritual power around him, condensing a terrifying might.

For.

With a compression, the space is like a fault, and a strong sense of oppression spreads all over Wan Li's body.

With another bang, he was indifferent in the face of the oppression, and Wan Li's punch slammed together with Wu Shengming's move again.