The trap at the beginning, the dark river that never swam out, and the sudden attack...... Anxiety, irritability, worry and other emotions are superimposed in this heavy accident, which makes Min Xianfang chaotic.

He instinctively countered, but instead of doing anything, the blow sent him into a brief state of relaxation after the attack—a very brief moment, but it was there, and it was firmly grasped by the cold and impatient hunter.

"Buzz ......"

The sword intent that appeared in the water was like a swimming dragon, vigorous and agile, accompanied by a low sound that seemed to be nothing, and it was light and firm to the extreme, breaking through the protection of the magic weapons that had blessed Min Xian, and going straight to his eyebrows - this time, there was no more ghost to save him.

After a short exclamation, Min Xian's figure was no longer visible in the blood river, and this young Junjie, who was sure enough to compete for the last hundred promotion places in Youxi City, was sent out mercilessly, and until the last moment, he didn't know who the person who had prepared such a big trap for him was.

Outside the illusion, Min Xian's face was still a little pale, although the damage he received in the illusion would not really affect his body, but the pain and horror of the dying moment could not be dissolved at will, it was they that made him unable to let go for a while, and even forgot one of the most important things at the moment - he was eliminated, at a level far from the expected, when he simply failed to give full play to his strength.

Min Xian subconsciously looked up at the huge water mirror in mid-air, and quickly found the Dark River Cave Illusion, and happened to see the figure that had just come out of the blood river.

The black cloak wrapped the man tightly, and drops of dark red blood rolled down his robe, making this person's temperament a little more bloody than gloomy and cold.

- Although I have not yet seen the true face of this person, no one will doubt that this is the most traditional and standard demon cultivator, living in shadows and blood, bringing fear and despair to the world, and any positive, well-meaning words are wasted on him.

I have to say that seeing that it was such a demon cultivator who eliminated him, Min Xian's unhappiness in his heart was also a little less, he took a deep breath, and found a place to sit down with a blank face, and the rare coldness made the other monks around him dare not approach and talk, and even quietly moved away.

But he is not the top group of Tianjiao after all, and among the people present, there are still people who dare to provoke him at this time.

Zhan Xiwen smiled and said, "Yo, Min Xian, how does it feel to be separated?"

Min Xian's face was a little ugly, but in front of Zhan Xiwen, he really didn't have the ability to cross his eyebrows and be cold, although he was annoyed, he could only answer coldly: "Not how." ”

Fortunately, Zhan Xiwen didn't have to toss him, and after a joke, he continued to watch the game scene, which made some people secretly relieved and some people disappointed.

In the Dark River Cave.

After solving the unlucky ghost who fell into the pit at the beginning, and sending another monk in the blood river away, with the cover of the black robe, Lingjun closed his eyes and sensed the situation in other areas of the cave, and quickly chose a direction to go.

As she walked forward, the fluctuations of spiritual power in the distance gradually became clearer, and the various divine lights that flashed one after another were also telling others what was happening here.

A monk fled into a cave in a panic, the violent fluctuations of spiritual power, the injuries on his body, and the dark and special environment made him unable to perceive the situation in front of him, and only wanted to leave quickly and escape from the opponent behind him.

In a panic, he intuitively felt that there seemed to be something in front of him, but it was too late to sense it carefully, he ......

"Huh!"

The sword light flashed by, and Ling Jun gave the long-distance runner a ticket to leave.

She continued on her way, and in a moment another monk hurried at her, as if to hunt down the monk before her.

Lingjun did not favor one over the other, and also gave him a pleasure, allowing him to pursue his goal faster.

After that, she met all kinds of monks one after another, all of whom were lured by the smell of blood, but they were afraid of those seeded players and did not dare to approach the trap, and as a result, they met unexpectedly in the outer area, and they started fighting.

At this moment, Ling Jun's performance is completely a killer who has no feelings and kills people when he sees them, and other demon cultivators may also consider whether the other party has any identity background when they kill, but she has no worries at all, whether the opponent is running away, begging for mercy or being tough, her decision will not change in any way.

Demon cultivators are also afraid of unreasonable people, and she is such a terrifying demon king now.

After clearing the battlefield, Lingjun waited for a moment, but nothing happened.

"Are there more than a hundred people in the illusion...... she whispered to herself, "Forget it, let's go ahead and clean up." ”

Outside the illusion, the monk who heard this sentence couldn't help but feel a little furious in his heart, especially those who had been sent out by her before - although it was very angry to say that he was just a garbage that needed to be cleaned up in her eyes, but who would have so much to do with a pervert who killed people like trampling ants to death?

Who cares?

After Ling Jun finished the villain declaration very pretendly, he turned around and walked towards another darkness.

She went to the place where Lu Rui and other seeded players were fighting.

Seeing this scene, Zhan Xiwen raised his eyebrows, and said in his heart: "Sure enough, it's her!"

The passages in the cave are intricate, but Lingjun walks in it, as if she has her own map to guide her, and if she gets lost, she chooses the fastest and shortest path.

By the time she arrived slowly, the scene was already chaotic, and although the number of monks left in the field was a little more than she had expected, they were not in very good shape, and it seemed that they had a wonderful experience before.

Lingjun's own Great Demon King aura attracted the attention of everyone present as soon as she appeared, and someone immediately asked vigilantly, "Who are you? I haven't seen you before!"

As soon as she asked this sentence, she felt very stupid - a group of them were planted in the trap together, and after a scuffle when no one could leave, everyone was familiar with the others, and suddenly a stranger appeared, this person was ninety percent likely to be the mastermind behind the scenes, and only one percent could be a strange monk who had the ability to break the game.

However, because demon cultivators generally suffer from delusion of victimization, the latter can be ignored.

In order to maintain the coercion of the mastermind behind the scenes, of course Ling Jun couldn't open her mouth at this time to say, "No, I'm just passing by", she let out a cold and mocking short smile, and said contemptuously: "I've prepared the ring for you, and after so long, I haven't been able to tell the winner, it's really ...... What a disappointment!"

Friar: "......"

Damn, I don't know why, but the way you talk really makes people want to hit you.

"Let's get on it!"

A monk suddenly spoke, and before he could speak, he had already sacrificed his natal magic weapon and killed Lingjun.

In fact, there is no need for him to say hello, everyone else thinks the same way.

They had been trapped here for a while, and no one knew what the situation was outside, but it was very likely that the number of people left in the illusion was close to a hundred.

If they couldn't get out of this trap, they had fought a game before, each of them was a bit of a holiday, and they were both injured, and it was impossible to live peacefully until the rest of the Illusion dwindled in numbers and allowed them to advance - more likely, one of them would heal from their injuries first, and then brazenly knock out the others.

Because of this, when there is an object of more hatred, no one will let her go.

...... Perhaps, if she is solved, this trap will be automatically broken, and they will be able to separate smoothly and find a place to hide and heal?

For a while, the magic weapons in this not very large area flew wildly, the divine light flickered, and the talent and magic power and the special killing moves all came out, and they all went towards Lingjun together.

But if Lingjun dares to appear, how can he be afraid?

Let's all turn it into a stepping stone!

After this battle, she is the most shining Tianjiao in the selection point of Youxi City!

The first to arrive was a faint sword light, which almost completely blended into the dark environment of the Dark River Cave, from the time it was shot to the time it was about to attack the target, the process was silent, and it barely caused any spiritual power fluctuations.

It's a low-key, restrained shadow, a silent killer in the silent night.

The owner of this trick has great confidence in it, its name is [Sinking], taking the meaning of sinking into darkness, never beyond life - this trick integrates his latest and deepest understanding of the way of death, originally he thought that it would not be used until at least the last moment of the final battle in the ring, but he didn't expect that this was only the second round of screening, and he was forced to use it......

But it will definitely kill this abominable demon cultivator - even if it can't, it can create a chance for others, and this demon cultivator will definitely die!

However, his full confidence and enthusiasm were completely shattered by a sword light in the blink of an eye.

The sword came too suddenly, as silent as the snow on a winter night, and as abrupt as the summer rain, covering the earth. When it doesn't appear, no one notices, but when it does, it makes the whole world drenched in silver.

The monk's eyes widened in shock, he was connected to the sinking sword, and the assassin could fully sense the situation of the sinking - there was a sea of sword intent as far as the eye could see, and everything he heard was wind and thunder, and what he felt in his body...... All of them trembled, like a cold wind blowing away a thousand trees.

In an instant, the sword light was annihilated, and the sword intent that swept the heavens and the earth disappeared without a trace, as unexpected as when it came.

The hustle and bustle of the battle in an instant was gone, only the last trace of afterglow traced the source of the sword light, and the wind and rain were everywhere within a stone's throw, the rain and the wind blew, and the four wilderness were lonely.

"Ah......h

The screams were silenced by the loud noises that rang out one after another, and no one cared at all.

After the first sword came out, Ling Jun turned to the other attacks that came in a flood without looking back, and this calmness made the people watching the battle outside the illusion couldn't help but tremble in their hearts - most of the demon cultivators were suspicious, and they were not absolutely sure, who would dare to make only one move, and then hang the enemy aside, and deal with the attacks of others wholeheartedly?

This Demon Dao Sword Cultivator, her sword is extremely sharp, and people are extremely arrogant!

Unconsciously, Zhan Xiwen had already restrained his lazy posture, and stared at the battle that was taking place in the illusion world alone-well, saying that it was a "group of heroes" really looked down on those monks, but they also cooperated well, even if he was replaced, it might not be as good as this sword cultivator.

If there is no accident, this sword cultivator may be his biggest opponent in the ring fight in the future.

But...... Because of the format of the audition, he may not be able to meet this sword cultivator, so he can only look forward to the future competition, hopefully...... Won't let him down.

It's been so many years, and the opponents in the Senluo Hall are only those three back and forth, it's really boring!

In the illusion of the Dark River Cave, the monks who fought with Lingjun simply became more and more frightened, and the more they fought, the more frightened they became.

It's not that they haven't thought that this sword cultivator dares to set a trap, and his own strength must be good, but they didn't expect it to be "good" to this point - her sword intent is very fast, and she can always come first, which makes people overwhelmed; her sword intent is very strong, and it often takes only one sword to solve an opponent; her sword intent is very peculiar, and there seems to be no order between one move and one style, so that people can't guess how the next sword will change.

......

Such a terrifying sword cultivator, why haven't you heard of it before?!

Even Lu Rui, who was also from the Senluo Palace, was also in a state of awe-inspiring at this time, and couldn't help but think of the senior sister Huan who also used a sword—she compared it a few times in her heart, and was shocked to find that this sword cultivator named "Abyss" was probably ...... No worse than Senior Sister Huan!

Could it be that this time, she was going to be so unlucky to be eliminated in the second round of screening?

Lu Rui was ten thousand unhappy in his heart, but he didn't know how to escape from the abyss.

The only thing she could do was stall for time - at least, she would have to save it until the end, when the number of illusions would fall below the hundred, and she would be able to get through.

Lu Rui's decision was correct, her own realm was not low, her strength was the most well-preserved in this group of remnant blood demon cultivators, once she decided to give priority to fighting and self-preservation, she would naturally have a better chance of winning than others.

At the last moment, the prestige and general momentum accumulated by winning successive victories in the melee made Lingjun's sword momentum rise steadily, like wind and rain in all directions, waves in the Hanhai Sea, and the movement was overwhelming, as quiet as Mount Tai pressed the top, almost no need for her to specifically target a monk to make a sword, everyone present would tremble because of the terrifying sword momentum, even if there was still spare strength, it was difficult to exert it, and could only watch the sword intent in the sword potential field gallop across the horizon, and kill another person from time to time......

With such psychological pressure, even a demon cultivator who has experienced countless horrors is difficult not to be affected.

Another scream sounded in her ears, Lu Rui held her breath and concentrated, trying her best to flash a sword intent that flashed by, but she didn't want to face another one, and when she was caught off guard, she tensed all over, and without hesitation, she dragged a nearby demon cultivator to her side, and used him to block this killing blow.

But it was not completely blocked, and after the sharp sword intent penetrated that demon cultivator, it still had the strength to spare, and it also tore a wound on her body.

Before she had time to feel the pain, Lu Rui's gaze had already met Ling Jun unexpectedly, and she saw a trace of cold killing intent flash in the eyes of the black-robed sword cultivator.

- Next one, it's you...... She seemed to hear the other person say that.