At this time, Emperor Wu Xiongfeng also temporarily suppressed the injury, stretched out his arms, and a golden giant eagle taller than him appeared behind him, in contrast, the silver eagle summoned by Emperor Wu Hao was like a weak chicken, trembling and not daring to move at all when pressed by the giant eagle.

Just Nanming Lihuo was not enough to inflict fatal damage on Huletai, a gold-level master. However, with the addition of a prefecture-level master, Huletai, who had no natal protection, was immediately defeated.

The battle between simple warriors was extremely unpretentious, but the power contained in each punch was enough to destroy any planet in the ninth plane. In the first punch that Hu Letai had to fight with Emperor Wu Xiongfeng, the armor on his hand was shattered inch by inch, and he was dented with his finger bones, and his entire right arm hung limply down to his side, and he couldn't move.

The crystal glass of the bookcase burst open one after another in the wind brought by the strength of the two people's fists, and the pages of various precious materials flew all over the sky. The commotion inside aroused the vigilance of the guards outside, and a large group of royal guards poured into the imperial study of several hundred square meters, surrounding the trapped Huletai group.

Emperor Wu Xiongfeng breathed a sigh of relief, and a fishy sweet taste suddenly appeared in his throat, and he couldn't bear to spurt out this mouthful of blood, but the moment he just turned his head, he heard Emperor Wu Hao's terrible screams behind him. Under the scorching fire of the broken army Nanming, even a silver-rank warrior immediately became a scorching skeleton.

A mouthful of blood rain spewed out of the sky, and as a master of the ground-level bronze rank, Rao is Emperor Wu Xiongfeng could not withstand this series of blows. Finally, I rolled my eyes and fainted.

With no leader, the rebellion was easily quelled. Except for the master who attacked the broken army before, the remnants of Empress Yelu were all brought to justice by the forces of Emperor Wu Xiongfeng. Since then, the broken army has understood the reason why Emperor Wu Xiongfeng has no fear. Except for Hu Letai and Emperor Wu Hao, who he killed, almost all the earth variables are within his control. Empress Yelu had been plotting a rebellion for a long time, but in such a situation where she did not exert one percent of her strength, she was disrupted by the appearance of the broken army.

Emperor Wu Xiongfeng still didn't wake up in the evening. This was a big deal for the Emperor Wu Ying and Yan Yu who came later. The imperial doctors were chattering and discussing on the side, and for a long time they were not sure which medicine to use for the king. I remembered the scene when I rescued Miluo on the day of the breaking of the army. Emperor Wu Ying found the broken army who was tasting the imperial meal outside, and looked at him with extremely pitiful eyes.

"Alright, alright, I'm sorry for you. Being glanced at by Emperor Wuying's "complaining" eyes, the broken army always had a creepy feeling. If it is replaced by a beauty, it must be more pleasing to the eye.

Speaking of which, the Emperor Wu Xiongfeng is not a big problem. It's just that he suffered internal injuries, plus he was overstimulated by the broken army. However, during the exploration of the divine sense, the broken army found another thing: the people in the second plane did not seem to have the ability to repair themselves, or they were too slow to repair. This is inseparable from the environment of the second plane, and the ability of a founder like Po Jun, who has a small universe in his body, has been slowed down by hundreds of times in the second plane.

Slowly output a trace of source power, wrapping the injured internal organs of Emperor Wu Xiongfeng. The broken army found something wrong again. In the second plane, the amount of external energy that the universe in his lower abdomen can absorb is simply pitiful. Isn't the second plane the place where the Heaven and Earth are most abundant? But in the palace of the Emperor Wu Kingdom, the broken army couldn't detect even a little bit of heaven and earth vitality.

In this case, if you use the power of the source and the primordial spirit, it will be difficult to make up for it. It seems that you can't be a good person in the future, so as not to reach a critical moment. His own source power suddenly dried up......

Due to Emperor Wu's strong wind, the Holy Sect Magician Contest the next day was presided over by Emperor Wu Ying.

Regarding this Holy Sect, Po Jun's impression of it can be said to be bad to the bone. The girl wanted to rob the broken army before, but later, when there was a rebellion in the Diwu Kingdom, the Holy Sect was quiet and did not move at all, where was it a little like the state religion?

After all, when Po Jun saw the venue set up by the Emperor Wu Kingdom for this magician conference, he was still slightly shocked. Secretly sighing that all kinds of materials on the second plane don't need money. All the buildings are more atmospheric than the other. As everyone knows, this conjecture of breaking the army. It's very close to the truth. For some special reason, the abundant Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi between the second planes was almost completely withdrawn, but its abundant resources were far beyond the reach of the other planes. In the second plane, the conquest between the state and the gangs is often just to expand their territory and occupy more resources that they do not have.

The venue was built specifically for the Wizards' Contest and can accommodate millions of people. On the edge of the ring surrounded by diamonds, there are countless octagonal earthy yellow gemstones, which are the 10,000 face value energy coins that Emperor Wu Xiongfeng asked for from the broken army. At this time, these energy coins that were arranged in regular terms gradually emitted a warmer light under the energy infusion of several cardinal magicians. The light formed an earthy yellow protective film on the edge of the ring, which was thousands of square meters, to limit the magical power from spreading to the surrounding people.

At the opening ceremony, Po Jun sat next to Emperor Wu Ying as Prince Gong and watched. It is a great pleasure to look down on those beautiful women singing and dancing, and the colorful cold fireworks show. However, as soon as the bout began, Pojun immediately jumped to the seat closest to the ring. Although with the sight of the broken army, he could see the situation in the ring clearly from anywhere, but he didn't want to let go of even the slightest tremor in the air. When Po Jun found that his source power and the power of the primordial god could not be used for a long time, he needed a new method that could not only match his identity, but also fight freely in the second plane. Instead of bothering to temper the strength of the body, it is better to see if there is any merit in this magician profession, which even Emperor Wu Xiongfeng values very much.

“…… Competition rules: Among the players who draw lots to the same group, the two are divided into pairs, and the players who draw the lottery will attack the players who draw the next lot first, and the players who draw the next lot can only defend. After. The player who has been drawn to the next place can attack the player who has been drawn to the top of the lot, and can choose the attack method and defense method independently, but no attack and defense means other than magic are allowed. If both teams can take the other team's attack, the game will officially begin. Before that, if either side falls, it will be considered disqualified from the competition......" The chubby singer and the official chattered about the rules of the game like a password, and suddenly ushered in the flying of vegetable leaves and peels.

However, this way. It's a lot of savings. Po Jun walked through a small back door and did not participate in the screening of this sea of people. Instead, he went directly to the tournament group for the preliminary round draw. It's not accurate to say that it was a draw, so Pojun casually took the lead and put himself on the first pair of the first group.

The objects of the audition are uneven, but among the tens of thousands of magicians, Po Jun still found a few objects that made him extremely interested. The first to bear the brunt was a white man more than two meters tall with white wings, who saw him. The broken army was shocked. A guy with such an image, before he left his original plane, met one, it was the Diath who attacked the Dark Demon City and claimed to be the god of light!

It's just that the guy in front of him obviously doesn't know that he is the culprit who sealed Dias. Thinking of the little black statue that was still thrown in the corner of the storage bracelet space, Breaker smiled at the "birdman" for the first time, thinking about whether to add a similar collection to his storage space.

The Winged Terran saw the palace maid standing behind the broken army. Thinking that the other party might be a big man, he hurriedly returned the salute with a polite smile to Pojun. The maid behind the broken army whispered in his ear: "This is the Winged Human Race, living in the Sky City, it is the entire second face known as the most noble land race, and it usually regards itself as a god. This is probably just a wandering wingman who was expelled by Sky City, so he came to participate in the Wizard Competition. ”

Claiming to be a god? After hearing these words, the broken army was borne. He snorted coldly, and the gaze cast at the winged man gradually turned cold.

The winged man named Siridi winced under the gaze of the broken army, not knowing where he had offended this big man, he touched his nose strangely, and walked away.

In addition to this, several powerful magicians have also received the attention of the army. Fire-based Dina is a beautiful woman with long fiery red hair; The water system Difuk is a man with a very feminine temperament; In addition, Sun Lei of the thunder and lightning department, the most striking thing is his sky-high scorching hair; Fu Xi's appearance of the earth system is not amazing, and his extremely strong earth shield, the broken army does not have the slightest confidence to break through.

These people above. They all took out their opponents in the previous one-move duel. Become a player who is directly eligible to advance to the preliminary round.

After the introduction of the maid behind him, Po Jun gradually understood the classification system of the magicians in the second plane. Corresponding to the samurai. Magicians are also divided into three poles: heaven, earth, and man, and each level is divided into three levels: bronze, silver, and gold. The strength of the few magicians that the broken army is concerned about has almost reached the level of the human-level golden level, or even the earth-level bronze level. In addition to the complicated spells, the magician has to master the spiritual power that is much stronger than that of ordinary people. In the eyes of the broken army, the spiritual power is just an extremely scattered primordial energy. Magicians rely on the perception of spiritual power to sense each other with the surrounding elemental molecules, so as to make magic tricks.

In this way, their relationship with the elements is based on the sense of calling and asking for help. The broken army is different, under his powerful primordial power, all the elemental elements in his "prison" have to obediently obey his command, as long as there is a suitable triggering medium, the broken army can use a lot of "magic" without spells.

Combined with his perception of the power of rules when he first came to the second plane, Po Jun didn't know that at this time, he had surpassed the vast majority of magicians in this plane, and reached the realm of "instant magic", which has been dreamed of by hundreds of millions of magicians for thousands of years. Although Po Jun can't master magic skills well at this time, with his primordial power, it is just a matter of raising his hands to solve those detailed problems.

Tens of thousands of auditions were held on the first day. Seeing that it was getting dark, and there were only a few small characters in the ring who were still struggling, Pojun yawned boringly, thinking in his heart that he wanted to go home and rest early.

There was a sudden commotion at the entrance of the ring, more than seeing the excitement in the ring. The eyes of the broken army followed everyone's gaze and glanced at the place where the voices were most boiling, there. Breaker saw a man who had him almost jumping out of his chair.

It is not accurate to say that he is human, because his height is more than 100 times that of the onlookers. Fortunately, the buildings on the second plane are all extremely wide, and in order to allow the mage to better use the elements between heaven and earth, there is no roof designed on the playing field, otherwise, it is only with his height of more than 300 meters. It's enough to wreak havoc on the entire arena.

However, it surprised the broken army. It's not his height, it's his appearance. The giant in front of him, in addition to the color of his hair, is clearly a miniature version of the Frost Djinn Spirit, Wall, Hang, and Gully in the world of the Broken Army's body.

The giant's urn shouted angrily, which was more effective than the amplification spar in the hands of the singer and the official. "I'm here to participate in the competition, who rules that you are not allowed to register before the audition is over? I've come so far, you can't let me run for nothing. ”

"These are the djinn who have been driven into the southern jungles. All of them have a lifespan longer than a tortoise...... "In the second plane, most people don't live longer than three hundred years old, so they all have a jealous and hateful mentality for the Djinn clan who can live for 10,000 years. The maid's tone of voice was naturally a little contemptuous, but she soon realized that this time the broken army did not listen to her, but walked directly towards the djinn.

"What kind of djinn are you? How old is this year? "I've heard from the Frost Djinn that those who possess the Source will be served by the Djinn Clan. The mentality of Pojun at this time is like a master. Suddenly, I saw my long-lost subordinates, and in the majesty, there was a kind of care.

"I'm a wood djinn, my name is Ge, and I'm three hundred and twenty-five years old this year. "I don't know why, the pavilion that refuses to admit defeat everywhere. After seeing the person in front of him, who was only as tall as his own instep, he felt a sense of respect and fear. For his question, he also replied respectfully.

Three hundred and twenty-five years old, which is equivalent to the infant stage of a human being, no wonder he is so "short" now. Po Jun nodded, and ordered the sluggish referee behind him: "Go through the formalities for him to compete, I want to watch him play in person." ”

Prince Gong personally gave his orders, how dare the referee disrespect? Shaking his fat ass, he trotted towards the record desk. In less than a minute, the loudspeaker crystal heard the referee's shouts personally informing the pavilion to participate in the audition.

Thousands of square meters of arena venue, by the pavilion to the next station. It immediately became crowded. The legs of the water mage standing across from the pavilion began to tremble. Everyone knows that water does not overcome wood. The referee's desire to break the army was too obvious, which caused a wave of disgust in the army.

You know: the Djinn clan is the original master of the second plane. What is cultivated is not the magic that has only been popular in the past thousand years, but the natal vitality that is many times more condensed than the spiritual power, and the power of the primordial gods of the broken army is similar to the natal guardian of the Diwu Kingdom. Although the Djinn Clan suffered heavy losses under the encirclement and suppression of the powerhouses of various planes, they were not completely wiped out, but were forced to retreat to the jungle that covered the entire south.

Most of the djinns who have lived for tens of thousands of years and experienced the war of extinction have a fundamental resistance to cultivating magic. Of course, this does not include the pavilion that is still a djinn newborn. What kind of incomparable advantages the djinn with the natal vitality has in magic, I am afraid that even a junior magician who has not been rated knows it clearly. In this battle, the pavilion can almost win without a fight, and the magician of the water system, first of all, has already collapsed in terms of momentum.

"Let's not draw lots, you can attack me first. Seeing the other party's depressed look, Ge said generously.

Although he knew that it was impossible to win, the magician of the water system didn't want to admit defeat and leave the ring in shame. After hearing Ge's concession, a glimmer of hope lit up in his eyes again.

Water arrows? Too small for the giant in front of him; Gun? It may not be as thick as a human hair; Unleashing the strongest single attack he could cast on the Ice Dragon was probably not much bigger than an earthworm for him...... When the water magician was at a loss, he simply lowered his heart, muttered a spell in his mouth, and a white light rose in his hand.

The spell was unusually long, and just as the Breaker was about to yawn, the water mage's attack finally began in earnest after his lengthy prelude.

"The Water Spike Spear turned out to be a group attack Water Spike Spear that can only be used by a silver-level mage." Someone in the audience shouted excitedly.

After the water mage cast this magic, he also gasped and collapsed to the ground with a pale face. A spell that surpassed his own ability had drained almost all the mental power in his body, leaving him with no strength to even lift his arm.

Thousands of water and light flowed, but the spear that flashed with a chilling intent condensed and formed in the air, and rushed to beckon towards the pavilion's body. The water mage's judgment on this point was extremely smart, and with the size of the pavilion, it was impossible to dodge these water spears. He only hoped that these water spears could tie the pavilion into a hedgehog now, so that even if he lost, it would not be too ugly.

If this kind of carving insect skill can hurt the pavilion, then he will be in vain as a giant spirit clan. Delicately stretched out a hand to spread out, and many intertwined vines quickly formed on the palm of the pavilion, which was dozens of square meters. The vines were like living creatures, waving around the pavilion like the giant claws of an octopus, and each water spear that touched them turned into crystal droplets that seeped into the leaves of the vines, making its greenery look more vivid.

Before Ge could launch his own attack, the water mage who was sitting on the ground had already raised his hands to admit defeat. The game is important, but he doesn't want to throw his life here.

The outstanding performance of the pavilion made thunderous applause on the field, and smiled honestly, the pavilion set his eyes in the direction of the broken army, but found that the broken army was in a daze there, and he couldn't see his grateful smile at all, so he had to follow the referee to the place where the players lived in the backcourt.

Unbeknownst to him, his fight, which lasted only a quarter of an hour, had given the Breakers a deeper understanding of magic. Po Jun suddenly found that the spell he thought was useless before actually did not play the role of a secret or something, but to spread the mage's spiritual power to a farther place through sound waves, thus triggering a larger range of elemental resonance to achieve the effect of group attack.

It's just that the army is still confused about how to apply this realization to his own magic control. It seems that only by waiting for tomorrow's preliminary round to experience the feeling of manipulating elemental molecules will you become a qualified magician!

A total of more than 300 players were promoted in the preliminary round, among which the last ten people who were left after many screenings were eligible to enter the semi-finals.

In this team of more than 300 people, Po Jun saw Siriti, who made him extremely unhappy. He was even ranked ahead of Fu Ke and Sun Lei, and he should have entered the preliminary round earlier than them, and it seems that the strength of the Winged Human Race should not be underestimated.

Po Jun was the first to play under his own arrangement, and his opponent was a middle-aged man with a cyan wind blade mark on his forehead. The middle-aged man had a large nose like a rhinoceros horn, and was said to have come from the wind-whispering forests of the far west.

Breaking the army's actions yesterday made many people know his identity, and the wind mage in front of him, Jiuere, was no exception. Looking at this opponent who obviously skipped the audition with his own power and directly entered the preliminary round, a trace of disdain flashed in Jiure's eyes.

The anger in Pojun's chest was instantly ignited. picked up the lottery that the referee signaled to him, and Pojun threw it to the ground without looking at it, and it was indeed a sign. . .