When there were still more than 20 zhang away from the Broken Dragon Platform, the elders of the Hate Mountain Sect on the Broken Dragon Platform were also shocked when they saw that someone was finally going to climb up. The night was strange and uneasy, and it was finally coming to an end.

At this moment, Li Shaowei suddenly felt a sharp murderous aura penetrate his body, and a crazy whistling sound rose from the ground and came straight to him.

Li Shaowei is not a weak person, if he just relies on luck, he will not be able to get to the Broken Dragon Platform. However, Li Shaowei's strength is not in agility, but in strength. This arrow came so abruptly that Li Shaowei had just heard the wind, and before he could react, the long black arrow was nailed to his feet.

As if in a demonstration, the tail feathers of the long black arrow moved gently.

Li Shaowei hesitated, looked sideways at the direction where the long arrow was flying, and his eyes were full of confusion. It wasn't just because of the speed of the arrow, but because the person who shot the arrow seemed to know that he couldn't react at all in order to shoot the long arrow three inches in front of him.

Could this be the reason why Wan Liqun and Yu Wang stopped moving forward? Li Shaowei clearly judged the situation, and if he took another step forward, he was afraid that the next arrow would not be the ground under his feet.

Can you dodge it? Even if you sacrifice the Tattoo Beast to help you resist, it seems that you can't do anything about it. If the man in the forest wanted to kill himself, a cold arrow would be enough. The man didn't want to kill himself, and if he couldn't see the level of his eyebrows, he really deserved to die.

After a simple calculation, Li Shaowei reluctantly put away the carved beast, took out two gourds from his arms, threw one at the tattoo thorn Yu Wang, and the other threw it at the war bear Wan Liqun, and said angrily: "Drink!"

After speaking, he took off his wine gourd from his waist and took a big sip, as if the long arrow just now had never existed at all.

"That's right, if we can go up, why don't we go up?" Yu Wang poured a big sip of wine and held it for a long time, the hot wine was like a fire burning Yu Wang's stomach. After a long time, he took a sip of wine and said.

"Always unwilling. Li Shaowei looked at Yu Wang and Wan Liqun, and asked with a strange face, "What about your ears?"

"Don't mention it, I met Chu Zhongze. Wan Liqun said helplessly.

A simple narrative, life and death, cannot be described in words. Li Shaowei was thrilled to hear it, and every time he sighed with the following wine, he swallowed it in one sip of wine. The words that came out of Wan Liqun's somewhat clumsy mouth were like bacon that had been dried for many years, which could be flavored and accompanied by wine.

The blood-stained friendship between men and men is more spicy and flavorful than old wine.

"Chu Zhongze is dead? That person is called Bu Li, what does he think. After listening, Li Shaowei couldn't figure it out and asked.

"I don't know how to go, since he has his idea, and we accept his love, naturally we won't go up. After a few sips of spirits, Yu Wang's spirit looked much better, and he said lightly. For these men, there is no need to say something impassioned, and there is no need to say it with enthusiasm.

As he was speaking, the elder of the Hate Mountain Sect on the stage looked in the direction of Bu Li's hidden figure from a distance, and said, "Why don't you take the stage when you come to the Broken Dragon Platform?"

Walking away from this road, I have seen too many bloody battles, and my state of mind is completely different from when I first came to the Divine Relic Mountain Range. If it was because of his trust in Hu Wu when he first came, or because he still had a little expectation of entering the Hate Mountain Sect, then now Bu Li has already hated these sects and the indifference to the Soul Lan Continent. The trace of stubbornness in my heart was also stimulated, and I didn't want to take another half step back.

Gladiatorial Arena?!

Bu Li didn't pay any attention to the elders of the Hate Mountain Sect at all, and on one side of his body, he moved quickly in the mountains and forests like an ape.

At this moment, the entire Divine Relic Mountain Range seemed to "move", and the starry sky distorted. Bu Li felt a sense of relief, and the feeling of being watched in the omnipresence since entering the Divine Relic Mountain Range finally disappeared.

The elder of the Hate Mountain Sect had been sitting on the Broken Dragon Platform, but at this time, he suddenly stood up and looked up at the air, he didn't know what was going on in the Dao. How could it be that even the Great Array of Soul Power that had shrouded the Divine Relic Mountain Range for countless years had fluctuated and changed? What's going on?

Could it be because of this kid? The elders of the Hate Mountain Sect saw that a great change had taken place, and they were unwilling to delay any longer, even if they were ineffective, it was better than being passive and slacking off.

Could it be that Sect Master Luo was very dissatisfied with Chu Zhongze's death? The elder of the Hatred Mountain Sect looked at the figure that appeared faintly in the mountains and forests, and hated it with great hatred. The "Great Test of the Bereaved Family", which had been going smoothly, suddenly changed, and it must be because of this kid.

His eyes moved with the figure of Bu Li, thinking so, how could his guess be correct.

The elder of the Hate Mountain Sect on the Broken Dragon Platform sneered, he had just seen Bu Li sniping Chu Zhongze, but he did not kill people, and he was not interested in the string of left ears on Chu Zhongze's waist, and he had already guessed Bu Li's mind to make trouble. His hands were in the air, and his lips were moving, as if he were chanting an incantation that was extremely difficult and difficult.

The formation has changed greatly, if you don't do something again, you don't have to think about what the consequences will be after you go back.

The canopy in mid-air suddenly appeared, and a pillar of light fell. Bu Li felt that his figure was locked, and his figure moved more urgently. But as the pillar of light fell, as if it was entangled by a rope, it was caught out of the mountain forest and thrown to the grass more than ten zhang in front of the Broken Dragon Platform.

Then the pillar of light changed, turned into a cage, and was trapped and walked away. The steps between the pillars of light were snorted, and his body barely turned sideways, and the horned longbow behind his back was not damaged. Covered in grass clippings, the animal skin sewn by Cai Xiaoxian himself was messy, and he was not embarrassed to leave, but he looked at the elder of the Hate Mountain Sect opposite with a vicious forehead like a trapped wild beast, looking for an opportunity that belonged to him.

"It's just a remnant of the West Mountain, and he dares to be so arrogant in front of this elder. The elder of the Hate Mountain Sect stood proudly in front of the Broken Dragon Platform, pointing to the path of departure, "If you dare to make trouble in the Great Test of the Remnant Clan, I will definitely cut you with a thousand knives today to set an example." ”

Bu Li stared at the elder of the Hate Mountain Sect on the opposite side like a hungry wolf in the mountains and forests, and after being trapped, he felt a little remorseful in his heart, he still underestimated these sects that had ruled the Soul Lan Continent for a long time. I thought I was careful enough to hide far enough, but I didn't expect to trap myself before the formation was opened.

Remorse is just a fleeting moment, since you yourself have come to this point inexplicably, no matter how much regret is a useless emotion. Bu Li touched the ground on one knee, stubbornly tilted his head, looking at the elder of the Hate Mountain Sect, accumulating his soul power. Even if you can't escape, you have to bite hard.

Since Cai Xiaoxian of Zhilu Dao was taken by the son of a sect in the Soul Lan Continent, he stepped away from Zhilu Dao, and sooner or later he would have such a day, but he didn't expect this day to come so quickly.

I saw Bu Li staring at himself stubbornly, as if he wanted to rip off a piece of flesh on himself. The elder of the Hate Mountain Sect had a fierce face on his face, his navy blue robe agitated, and the fingers of his right hand flicked.

There was a sharp "......whoosh" sound, and a light dragging a long light blue phantom shot towards Bu Li.

Bu Li was just about to dodge, and the surrounding pillars of light suddenly began to move, as if they were tied up by five flowers, and the amount of power oozing from the pillar of light trapped Bu Li deadly, unable to move. Seeing that light hit his left shoulder, he made a "poof" sound, and a blood hole appeared, and blood gushed out.

I couldn't even hide, and I was helpless. The enemy was so strong that it seemed futile to even struggle. Waiting to be killed? That's not the temperament of stepping away. Mobilize the self-healing ability that has plagued him for ten years between the bloodlines that he has just mastered, and tighten and shrink the wound just now.

The blood stopped, and the surrounding flesh and blood seemed to come to life, squirming slightly, and began to grow and heal visibly with the naked eye.

Seeing that there was such a change in Bu Li's body, the elder of the Hate Mountain Sect let out a surprised "huh". How could the power of this bloodline appear on the body of a relic? Could it be that this is the ability of the bloodline of the legendary demon race?

However, no matter how good it is, it is just a matter of survival. The elder of the Hate Mountain Sect immediately looked at Bu Li with disdain, put on a play attitude of a cat teasing a mouse, and asked, "Very interesting young man." Thinking that you are young and ignorant, if you are willing to admit your mistakes and harm yourself, I will let you live, so what?"

Bu Li still looked at the elders of the Hate Mountain Sect viciously like a wounded hungry wolf, and the longbow string behind his back seemed to feel the fierce aura on Bu Li's body, and began to hum, as if he was calling Bu Li to pull the longbow and drink the enemy's blood.

I can't do it myself, I can't get rid of the shackles of the invisible rope no matter how much strength I use. The more force you exert yourself, the greater the amount of force that binds.

"Oh?" the elder of the Hate Mountain Sect said with a smile, putting on a posture of being a master of the world, and said condescendingly: "In my eyes, you are an ant, and you miscellaneous people of the Xishan Remnant Clan are born with dirty blood. Give you a chance to wash away your sins with this filthy blood, and you will not be satisfied. Your sins are too deep to be glorious, strong, and reborn. ”

After speaking, another ray of light dragging a light blue phantom shot towards Bu Li. This time, the elder of the Hate Mountain Sect didn't have the heart to play any more tricks, and a soul technique shot directly at Bu Li's head!

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