There is murderous intent.

Zhong Lingge's spiritual sense has always been keen, and the moment the young man gave birth to a killing machine, she sensed the other party's determination.

Killing people in the ring is simply whimsical, and the Yuanying monks guarding here are not dead people, and there are also formations in the ring to protect the contestants from serious injuries, and the boy is obviously carried away by anger.

Zhong Lingge pretended not to notice, deliberately weakened the offensive and improved the defense, revealing a flaw to the other party that could be attacked.

"Suffer death—" The young man's eyes were red, and the spear in his hand conjured nineteen phantoms, forming an encirclement in mid-air that was difficult to break through.

Sensing the master's intentions, the Nine Yin Python suddenly turned around Zhong Lingge's body, like a majestic and fierce protector, shaking its huge head and hissing.

The ground beneath the ring trembled violently, and the spear was clearly murderous, as confirmed by the boy's distorted expression.

"He's going to kill someone?! Crazy! It's a ring match! ”

"His sister has been imprisoned in the Valley of the Absolute Spirit, this is to take revenge!"

"What is the reason for this? They pretended to be a demon cultivator and killed so many innocent cultivators, but he still had the face to be wild? ”

"It's not that I can't stand it anymore, it's embarrassing, hey!"

The three Yuan Infant Stage coercive pressures drilled into the ring formation, and in less than a blink of an eye, the spear was broken, the phantom and spiritual light all disappeared, and the magic weapon body shattered into two pieces and fell to the ground.

The magic weapon connected to the young man's mind was destroyed, and he was slightly devoured by spiritual power, spurting out a mouthful of blood foam, and fell to the ground and found it difficult to get up.

The nearest Yuanying real person's voice was angry, and the pitch was not high, but it could be heard from the Qi Refining to the Jindan area.

"The descendants of the Wang family of the Great Feather Valley tried to kill the contestants in the ring to vent their personal anger, which is not in accordance with the rules of the ring, contempt the organizers, and disqualify the entire Wang family according to the regulations! Violators of the order will be detained for a period of 50 years. ”

The boy had a ringing in his ears, and his head was buzzing, and he had failed.

Originally, I thought that as soon as the spear attacked, with Zhong Lingge's realm and strength, she would definitely die without a corpse, who knew that she would be able to defend for so long.

failed to avenge his sister and failed to make a name for himself on such a big occasion, but he still had to bear the consequences of violating the rules in the ring, and he should not have been so impulsive.

"Ahem, ahem!"

The young man was hanging his head and looking at the ground at a loss, and Zhong Lingge's shadow was pressed down.

As soon as he looked up, he met the seemingly uncalculated eyes, and the eyes were full of smiles.

Zhong Lingge saw that others were frightened into dementia, stretched out his hand to him, and said bluntly: "Five thousand spirit stones, you lost." ”

As soon as the young man wanted to say that he hadn't lost, he spit out several mouthfuls of blood clots in one mouth, and there was a dull pain in his chest and Zhihai.

"I didn't lie to you, you really lost, and you lost without a real person." Zhong Lingge pointed to his chest and motioned for him to look for himself.

The boy looked down and his heart sank.

I don't know when, a blood hole was pierced an inch of his heart, and the terrible thing was that Zhong Lingge seemed to have pinched the time to prevent the injury from attacking, so as not to teleport him out of the ring formation.

Could it be that she had already seen through his murderous intentions?

But when did she move?

The young man's face was gray and ugly, and it turned out that he was being played with from beginning to end.

Thinking of the demonic oath he made, the young man didn't dare to escape, threw out five thousand spirit stones, got up and jumped out of the ring with a spear, and took the initiative to walk towards Deacon Xuanyuan, who came to take him to prison.

Zhong Lingge put away the spirit stone, didn't look at the back of the young man leaving, and took the initiative to apply for repair and recovery before continuing to guard.

After getting permission, Zhong Lingge went straight to the trimming area, chose a defensive array in the corner to drill into, activated the formation and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

quickly recovered his condition, Zhong Lingge was not in a hurry to continue to defend, but drilled out of the formation and searched around in the crowd for the next little sheep.

Her goal was to first get five thousand spirit stones, and those who were not dressed ornately enough were directly excluded.

There are also those disciples who are too pure and kind-looking and have too friendly eyes, all of which are not her targets.

What she wants is the kind of clan disciple who doesn't recognize her six relatives when she walks, looks at people with her nostrils facing the sky, and speaks in a tone that looks like she wants to pierce the sky.

Just thinking that everyone was too friendly this time, a discordant voice sounded behind him.

"Let's go, you're blind! Don't you see my sister dizzy? Open up, open up! ”

Zhong Lingge's shoulder was pushed hard, and when he turned around, he saw a fat hand, and the owner of the fat hand, a fat face.

The fat sheep with its nostrils to the sky is now delivered to the door!

Zhong Lingge showed a bright smile: "Hehe~"

The owner of the fat hand was stunned by her smile: "What are you laughing at?" You dodge a little, my junior sister is dizzy, and she wants to sit down and rest. ”

Zhong Lingge glanced at the female disciple he was supporting, nodded, hurriedly gave him a place, and took the initiative to follow to care.

"This fellow Daoist has exhausted his spiritual power to know the sea, and he can recover quickly by taking some pills."

The female disciple who was being supported was in the middle stage of Qi refining, and her facial features were delicate and soft, but she didn't know why, and her eyes were not very friendly when she looked at Zhong Lingge. "Senior brother, I want to recover for a while, you accompany me outside, don't walk around."

The fat man hurriedly responded, and when he saw that his junior sister was starting to settle down, he turned his eyes to look at Zhong Lingge. "Why aren't you leaving?"

"Fellow Daoist, I see that your strength is not bad, do you want to fight a battle to earn some spirit stones? Anyway, it will take a while for your junior sister to recover, and if you fight me, maybe it will end soon. ”

The fat man and the junior sister had just come down from the ring, and they didn't know what was going on outside, so they were just puzzled when they heard the words.

"How do I earn spirit stones by fighting with you?"

"Bet on it!"

Zhong Lingge once again showed a simple and honest smile, and sincerely and enthusiastically explained the rules.

The fat man couldn't help laughing after hearing this, and looked at Zhong Lingge like a fool: "What you said, make a demon oath first, and don't rely on your account if you lose!" ”

Zhong Lingge nodded vigorously: "A word is a certainty!" ”

The two made a bet, made a demon oath together, and walked to the ring with their own expectations.

The fat man was triumphant all the way, but he didn't know why, the eyes of the monks around him were a little strange, but as soon as he met the eyes of others, these people took the initiative to dodge, as if they were delusional.

He didn't think much about it, just thinking about the fifteen thousand spirit stones promised by Zhong Lingge, and his heart blossomed.

With this spirit stone in hand, he will be able to buy clothes for his junior sister again, so that his junior sister will happily go to Yunyu with him

Zhong Lingge walked a few steps behind him, and when he saw someone showing sympathetic eyes at the fat man, he immediately made a fierce expression and threatened, not allowing them to look at him more.

The fat sheep that was finally pulled can't be so vigilant!

When he arrived at the seventh ring, Zhong Lingge stretched out his hand and smiled: "Hehe, Daoyou is two small realms higher than me, you are a junior senior, you invite first." ”

The fat man said "um", jumped into the ring, and looked down at Zhong Lingge, who was struggling to climb up, only to feel that this battle must be very easy!

(End of chapter)