The black stone platform was filled with red light, and Lin Xiu sat cross-legged in it and cultivated with peace of mind.

Lin Xiu was relieved, but the other disciples of the Xuanzi Qi Refining Layer were not so peaceful.

There were nearly four or five hundred disciples on the field, and the red light that originally surrounded their bodies was fading little by little, and there were faint signs of extinguishing.

"What's the matter, why is the effect of my stone platform getting worse and worse. ”

There was a disciple on the stone platform who looked at the faint light mask that was almost transparent around him, and his eyes were full of doubt.

For unknown reasons, he looked around, but found that the fire power around these disciples was weakening.

This disciple's words were like an introduction, and they also caused the surprise of the disciples around him.

"My stone platform is too, it's so strange. ”

"Mine too, what's wrong?"

Doubts and surprises soon spread in a certain area of the Xuanzi Qi Refining Layer, and a commotion slowly appeared.

The Chu River and the Han border are clearly distinguished, but they are not so calm at this time.

"What are you Mumeng people doing, why are the fire yuan power on our side decreasing, but your side is not affected by anything!"

"Yes, aren't you Mumeng pretentious, why have you started to play these despicable methods!"

"Playing behind the scenes, weakening the cultivation speed of our Fan League disciples, and you taking the opportunity to suppress us in terms of strength, it is really a good calculation. ”

The group of Fan Meng disciples across the belt from Mu Meng, looking at the other party's safe and sound condition, couldn't help but get up, and shouted at Mu Meng's disciples with their mouths.

Faced with the angry appearance of Fan Meng's disciples, Mu Meng's disciples ignored them at all, and even if they did, they just cast a gloating look.

The quieter the disciples of the Mu League, the more turbulent the disciples of the Fan League became, and by the time they reached the end, almost half of the disciples of the Fan League began to run wild, and there was a faint tendency to fight.

At this time, the disciples of Fan Meng, who had been quiet, stopped doing it, and walked down the stone platform one by one, opening their mouths to fight back.

"A bunch of fools! If you have less Huo Yuanli, you will find us, when we are your mother!"

"It's the same as Fan Hezheng, how do you look at it!"

"Who knows if you deliberately poured dirty water on our heads!"

"Hurry up and go back, don't show off in front of Lao Tzu!"

In the face of Fan Meng's aggressiveness, Mu Meng was very rude, really, really rude, and he was ruthless as soon as he came up, scolding the other party's relatives all over.

Fan Meng's people are not good at first glance, and Mu Meng's counterattack is like pouring another bucket of oil on the fire of anger for them, and the effect directly makes the entire Fan League **.

Without any warning, the two sides began to confront each other across the belt, and the atmosphere was extremely tense, but the two sides never made a move.

Because their boss hasn't spoken yet!

In the very center of the two parties, there are two figures on each side, they are deaf to the outside world, and they just close their eyes and cultivate.

However, at this moment, the one who was sitting in Fan Meng slowly opened his eyes.

With a calm expression and restrained momentum, the red-robed figure in the center of Fan Meng looked very ordinary, but when he opened his eyes, he would find that it was full of sharp flavors.

The red-robed man slowly opened his eyes, but instead of looking at the disciples on both sides of the confrontation, his gaze turned off and fell to a corner of several sides.

There, on the huge black stone platform, a red light shield was projecting, and within the light mask, a black-clothed young man was sitting cross-legged in it.

Crackling!

The red-robed man's sharp eyes suddenly froze, and the hands that fell on his knees suddenly clenched and crackled!

At the same time, in the center of the Mu League, a man in white also opened his eyes, and his gaze also fell on the black-clothed young man in the corner of Fan Meng.

Different from the attitude of the man in the red robe, the man in white in Mumeng was stunned for a moment, and then an extremely wonderful smile appeared on his face.

The situation on the field is still confrontational, and the sound of scolding has not stopped, and the entire Xuanzi Qi Refining Layer is in a commotion.

And in this noisy atmosphere, Lin Xiu sat on the black stone platform very much, absorbing the rich fire yuan power emanating from the stone platform to the greatest extent.

Inside the dantian, the five-colored cyclone rotated tirelessly, and under this high-speed rotation, the fire yuan force outside the dantian was frantically pulled inward.

Hao Hao Tangtang's Fire Yuan Force army was as resolute as rushing to the battlefield, marching towards his dantian through Lin Xiu's body.

"It's so cool!" In the midst of cultivation, Lin Xiu couldn't help but groan in his heart.

At this time, he had a vague feeling that if he could stay in this cultivation environment for half a month, he might break through to the Samurai Five-Star.

Raising one star in half a month, if this is the case, it would be too shocking, but Lin Xiu is not whimsical, the current cultivation speed is more ordinary, not to mention several times, even dozens of times.

The cultivation environment is superior, coupled with Lin Xiu's exhaustive and fishing-style absorption, it is not surprising that he has one star in half a month.

The idea is good, but he doesn't know that his current cultivation conditions may be comparable to the conditions of the Earth Character Qi Refining Layer.

Lin Xiu didn't know the reason, and he didn't know how to be satisfied, he was still thinking in his mind, if he was tired of staying at this level, he would go up again.

Thinking of the beautiful picture of the rapid improvement of strength in his mind, Lin Xiu's dantian did not have any relaxation, and continued to maintain a high-intensity working state.

Buzz!

As if he was still a little dissatisfied with the absorption speed in front of him, Lin Xiu urged again, driving the five-colored cyclone to rotate faster.

With this turn, the fire element power that filled Lin Xiu's body was drastically reduced by more than half.

At the same time, all the black stone platforms in the Fan League area suddenly became dumbfounded.

"Damn! This is the situation of the gods! You Mumeng hurry up and give us an explanation!"

"Despicable and shameless Mumeng, what about your discipline!"

Seeing this, Fan Meng's people almost rolled their eyes in anger and fainted, and they began to curse at Mu Meng's disciples in anger.

In this regard, the people of Mumeng only said one word.

"Get out!"

Simple, straightforward, clear and powerful!

This kind of counterattack is at this time the sound is better than the silence!

Fan Meng's disciples were still attacking Mu Meng's people for the strange disappearance of Huo Yuanli, and at this time, a ghost-like voice suddenly came out sharply from the crowd.

"Oh my God, there's someone on the Black Throne!"

Just one sentence, the disciples of Fan Meng, who were still scolding, all shifted their eyes in an instant.

At the speed of light, everyone's eyes fell on the huge black stone platform in the corner.

"Who is this?!Don't want to live?" someone said in a trembling voice, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Could it be that Mumeng is a madman who is not long-eyed?"

Fan Meng's disciples stared at the figure on the Black Xuantai, and they were already shocked in their hearts, not knowing what the Dao had become!

Heixuantai, who even their boss didn't dare to sit down, was actually occupied by someone at this moment!