Jiang Hao's eyes widened, with an incredulous expression, but fortunately, he still reacted in time, and sent out another water curtain in front of him.

However, the water curtain laid out in this hurry was not thick, and the thick earth technique of the dream passed through the water curtain, but it also consumed most of the spiritual power. When it hit Jiang Hao, Jiang Hao staggered for a while, but he was not injured.

It's a pity that Jiang Hao was too happy, and just when the Thick Earth Technique hit the water curtain, Zhimeng had already estimated that its remaining momentum was not enough, and immediately sent out another Thick Earth Technique attack.

This Thick Earth Technique was more powerful than the previous attack, and it roared through the water curtain that had spread out and came straight towards Jiang Hao's body.

A wave of light suddenly rose from Jiang Hao's body, but soon with a wave, this protective barrier was broken.

Then he hurriedly raised his hand and shouted, "I've lost!" The referee's method was issued first, and the thick earth technique of the dream was scattered. Jiang Hao clasped his fists and saluted the referee, and then walked off the stage.

Not only did Zhimeng nod secretly, but Jiang Hao's character was still good. She also walked off the stage, and she was greeted by the bright eyes of the senior sister.

After this competition, the dream has approached the top 100 list. Today's game is not dense, and there has been no dream number on the field. After Zhimeng stepped down, he looked at Zhilan's ring.

The ring was already empty, and looking at the happy appearance of Zhilan standing under the stage, it seemed that Zhilan had also won.

Senior sister Yang Wanying saw the little junior sister looking at her cousin, so she told Zhimeng, "Your cousin is very powerful, the magic attack is very strong, and the opponent was knocked down from the stage in a few clicks, and the other party's cultivation is one level higher than your cousin!"

At this point in the game, Zhilan's cultivation was obviously a little low. The final top 100 competitions must be high-level in the Qi refining period, and I don't know where Zhilan can go.

Zhimeng glanced at Zhilan's situation and didn't pay attention to her anymore. She was attracted by a competition in a ring, and at this time there were many people gathered under one stage, and cheers could be heard from time to time.

Zhimeng glanced over and found that they were two top disciples of the Qi Refining Period, facing each other. These two people are both from the list that Master gave her and cannot confront head-on.

The dream was watched, this was a match between the two strongest people in the Qi refining period. The aura of the two people is strong, the spells are intensively studied, and the light of the spells is vertical and horizontal, which is very spectacular.

The strength of the two is actually in the middle of the match, this is really a fascinating game.

The dream was felt for a while, and the mind simulated a comparison with the spells of the two. It seemed that she understood something, but the people on the stage changed their spells, and the aura that had just emerged flashed again.

The dream didn't have time to grasp it, and with that flash of aura, she then followed the people on the stage and continued to simulate the spell moves that were being compared.

As soon as he felt something, the two people on the stage changed their moves again, and Zhimeng was not discouraged, but he continued to watch.

It's a pity that the spiritual energy reserves in the Qi refining period are limited after all, and in the end, by a slight difference, one person's spiritual power was exhausted and he sat down. The people below cheered, and this strong showdown that met in advance was really exciting.

The dream of seeing it was a little enthusiastic, and she had to be like them, and she would study and cultivate her spells to this point. The two received the applause of worship from the disciples below, one staggered off the stage, and the other was helped down.

Neither of them went far, so they took the pill offstage to restore their spiritual power. At 10 noon, it was the next game of the dream.

This time he met an outer disciple of the twelfth order of qi refining, and the dream raised twelve points of energy to fight against it.

Thick Earth Technique, Earth Wall Technique, Swamp Technique, the other party has been dodging. When he saw that Dream was sending out so many spells, he wanted to avoid its edge, and then give a counterattack when the opponent's spiritual power was exhausted.

Dream knew it was a tough game, and her brain was running at high speed as the spell was being sent out quickly. While attacking head-on, she also secretly set up several traps.

After arranging it, Dream deliberately missed the attack spell and made it look like he was lacking in spiritual power. The other party believed it and immediately stepped forward to attack.

The other party felt that he had finally waited for his chance, and began to organize a counterattack, but unfortunately he stepped into the swamp secretly set up by Dream with one foot.

To say that the other party did not panic, he hit the edge of the swamp and was about to fly out of trouble. Just as he was trying to get out of the trap, a burst of gravity came out of the swamp.

All of a sudden, he fell back into the swamp, trying to get out of the trap again, and the gravity of the swamp continued to increase.

In the midst of his busy schedule, this person also glanced back at Zhimeng, isn't his spiritual power about to run out? How could he still use such gravity, he, a monk who was three orders higher than her, couldn't get rid of it for a while.

This person used his spiritual power to get out of trouble there, but unfortunately the nature of the swamp, the more he struggled, the faster he sank. This is completely a dream trick to complete this layout to win.

In the end, not surprisingly, this person's entire body was flooded by the swamp, and only his head and face remained, and he had no choice but to admit defeat.