The three hundred and eighty monks who participated in the selection of inner disciples all entered the jungle in order, and this jungle was shrouded in the brilliance of the Lidui Blue Light Array.

The entrance is a light purple light curtain, as long as you walk through, you can enter, and other places are not allowed to enter or exit, this large array is equivalent to trapping all the monks who participated in the selection in the array for seven days, and then fighting each other, and among the surviving people, the top seventy-two will be collected as inner disciples.

Lin Feng also passed through this lilac light curtain, and Li Zhou followed closely behind in order to fight with Lin Feng.

But when Lin Feng stepped into this jungle, the misty halo around him shone for a while, and then everything became clear, it was very deserted, and the monks who had entered before were gone.

And Li Zhou, who was clearly following closely behind just now, didn't know where he was.

Lin Feng understood that this jungle was originally shrouded in the Lidui Blue Light Array, and this formation was so huge that it could randomly teleport the monks who entered to any part of the jungle.

In this way, the three hundred and eighty monks were dispersed, and it also prevented some monks from pulling the line in advance and killing a few monks as soon as they entered.

Lin Feng flipped over and took out a sharp dagger from the storage bag, this thing was much more convenient than a long sword in the jungle.

He had long been experienced in such a dangerous situation, and everything had to be done carefully, even if the strong man was carelessly plotted, he would have to die in the jungle.

To survive here, it is not only about cultivation, but more importantly, about the mind.

At present, the first thing to do is to find a hidden place to lurk, observe the situation, and only kill a few monks passing by, for a total of seven days, and you must lurk in front to preserve your strength.

He lurked on the huge branches of a hundred-foot tree, which was so dense that even if he slept on the branches, he would not fall down.

The ancient trees here are towering, and in late autumn, their leaves are only a little withered. The ground is covered with a thick layer of old dead leaves, and the fragrance of the leaves blends with the rotten smell of the ground, which is a strange smell.

Lin Feng was patiently lurking on this, and now that no one had passed by here, he took out the jade talisman.

Huo Bufan, the elder of the Jiuding Sect Yuhengfeng, said that this jade talisman is related to the Lidui Qingguang Array, and as long as you probe your spiritual power into it, you can know the specific achievements of the Dao.

Lin Feng concentrated on calming down and probing his spiritual power into it, which was actually the same as controlling a magic weapon, he needed to use his spiritual power to infiltrate it.

"Hmm, there were more than fifty monks killed in half a day, and the first one was a man named Yun Lingtian, who killed nine monks, and there were many monks who killed the same number in the back. I even have a ranking, I haven't done anything, I'm just lurking here, ranking three hundred and twenty-four. Lin Feng's mind came up with the information about the battle situation in the jade talisman.

He was not worried about this unbelievably low ranking, and had already made a plan in his heart: "Now if you go out and look for people to kill everywhere, it is like fishing for small fish in the river, which is both troublesome and dangerous." If public outrage is aroused, and some monks unite against me, won't it be difficult to clean up?"

Anyway, there are seven days in total, and Lin Feng can wait until the middle and late stages to find the top ranked people in the top seventy-two, kill them, and their results will be transferred to Lin Feng.

There is still some truth in this rule of transferring the battle record, if you kill a monk, his record cannot be transferred, and it is directly wasted, then there will be an error when calculating the ranking.

For example, if a monk kills seven monks and is killed, his strength represents seven monks, and if he does not transfer his achievements, he is only worth one monk.

Of course, this Tao is a bit complicated, but it is not unreasonable.

Lin Feng leisurely thought about these nonsensical things on the branches of the ancient trees, and sometimes it was the best way to think about everything thoroughly.

"Hey, someone's coming. ”

The visitor was a thin warrior in brown leather armor, he was holding a black short stick, and he looked very cautious, and he had to look around without taking a few steps, and this obscene appearance was like that of a monkey.

Although this person is a little obscene, it is not an exaggeration in this environment, and the chances of a person like him saving his life are still very high. Lin Feng agreed with this emaciated martial artist.

Suddenly, a silver light sank into the back of his heart, piercing through the front of his heart, and it was a silver feather arrow.

The emaciated man let out a low roar, furious, and the sharp pain caused him to fall to one knee and support his body with a short black stick.

Blood was pouring down, and the emaciated man's face was distorted with pain, and he knew that he would not survive, his heart had been pierced, and the injury could not be treated.

At this moment two monks came out of the dense forest, one of them was a handsome young man, holding two bronze judge's pens, and the other holding a golden bow, this man was a little thin, but his arms were very muscular, and he had a large handful of silver feathered arrows in his quiver behind his back.

The handsome young man said with a smile: "Brother Luo Hong, your idea is really good, let's ambush in this area, and when we see a lone person, we will plot, which can be described as nine out of ten." ”

"What is a secret plot? This is a family heirloom, a golden bow and silver arrow, and this death under the silver arrow is also considered his creation. The thin Luo Hong said leisurely, "I said that the battle record will be divided equally, I will take the head of the last monk, and this guy's head will be given to you." Hope we continue to have a good time working together!"

The handsome young man said hypocritically: "How embarrassing is this? I haven't done anything to deal with this person...... But since Brother Luo Hong is so kind, then I will be disrespectful. ”

He walked up to the emaciated warrior, stretched out his hand to hold the silver feather arrow in the emaciated warrior's heart, and smiled: "Don't be afraid, I'll be soon, you have to thank me for ending your pain." ”

The handsome young man violently pulled out the silver feather arrow, and the blood splattered, and he deftly avoided it, and the blood splattered on the grass.

The pale face of the emaciated warrior was an incomparably painful and distorted expression, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and anger.

He fell, and the handsome young man waved two bronze judge's pens, and after a flurry of strokes, the body of the emaciated warrior was destroyed to pieces, and the smell of blood permeated the air.

Lin Feng could see that he didn't come here casually, destroying this corpse like this was to let the bloody qi spread and attract some monks.

This jungle is very vast, and it is not easy to wait for the lone monks to send them to them. The monks have a good sense of smell, and many will surely be attracted to it soon.

Luo Hong walked over and plucked the silver feather arrow from the corpse of the emaciated warrior, then wiped it clean on the grass and put it into the quiver behind his back, such a precious arrow that can be recycled must not be wasted.

He frowned and said, "I feel that you will attract many monks like this, and we may not be able to deal with it. ”

"Ah~ Someone is coming so soon, lurk quickly, and as soon as you release the arrow later, I will rush up and fight hard. The handsome young man was surprised.

The two of them were very skillful and hid in the jungle next to them, and they also restrained their aura very well, and Lin Feng also wanted to see how many monks these two boys could kill.

At this time, five monks came, two of them were blood coagulation quadruple cultivators, and three were blood coagulation triple cultivators, and the team they formed had not yet encountered a crisis, and they had just smelled blood nearby and rushed to it decisively.

Lin Feng was very puzzled in his heart whether the handsome young man and Luo Hong would dare to make a move, after all, it seemed that his cultivation was only in the early stage of the fourth stage of blood coagulation, but his martial arts were very special.

The five-member team walked over and found the bloodstained corpse, and one of the mustachioed men frowned: "This person was obviously killed by a feather arrow piercing the heart, but why did the murderer draw so many wounds on his body?"

"Yes, most of the monks who participated in this selection came from all over the world, and there was almost no grudge against each other, this murderer was really perverted. Another bald man carrying a giant sword said with a smile.

"Oh no, this could be a trap!" the mustachioed man was very smart, and suddenly it dawned on him.

"Whoosh~Whoosh~Whoosh~"

Silvery light flashes.

Five arrows in a row roared out almost simultaneously, and immediately the hearts of the three monks were pierced, and they fell to the grass with a muffled grunt.

The mustachioed man and the bald man were also shot in the heart, they were stronger, their muscles strong enough to prevent the silver feather arrow from piercing their hearts, but they were also badly wounded.

"Who is plotting against Lao Tzu, get out of the fight to the death, and fight Lao Tzu head-on, but you villains are not afraid. The bald man angrily swung his giant war knife and cut a gap in the ground, and roared.

But neither Luo Hong nor the handsome young man was in a hurry to come out, because they had already heard footsteps, and a team of people was coming.

The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, they lurk in the dense forest, they look at each other, they are very proud, they feel that they are the yellow finch behind.

Lin Feng calmly watched this scene on the ancient tree, unmoved, no matter how cruel they did, it was just what they should be in this jungle.

The team that came this time was a three-person team, two of them were in the middle stage of the quadruple stage of blood coagulation, and there was also a beautiful woman who was in the early stage of the quadruple stage of blood coagulation.

When they saw the corpses and the wounded bald and mustachioed men, their eyes lit up, and the harvest had come.

They just nodded to each other, and without saying a word of nonsense to the enemy, they rushed up to fight.

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