When everyone heard this, they walked towards the ring, and Ji Wang glanced at Yin Mo hatefully, so he had to give up and leave with Ji Ya and Ji Cheng. Fang Ke shook his head at Yin Mo, who was still recuperating with his eyes closed.

"Brother Mo, are you okay?"

The tone is indescribable, no wonder he can make an exception for the man who guards the iron pimple to take care of himself.

Fang is completely convinced, World Tree!

With emotion, he glanced at the green enchantment leaves above his head, and unconsciously put the ink in the same position.

"As a cold spirit root, you should have told me earlier!"

Seeing that Yin Mo finally opened his eyes, Fang Fang spoke with reproachful concern.

Yin Mo scratched his head, and then he was more sober.

"Forget about it!"

The tone was very weak, as if it was as thin as a gossamer. Fortunately, Fang Ke was the foundation of the Great Perfection, and he barely heard it.

"Forgot?"

Fang Ke had auditory hallucinations for himself, and stared at Yin Mo in a daze. Seeing Yinmo's pale face, it was not like a joke and had to be speechless.

"Then when you find that you can't do anything at the second level, you can also remind me. Brother Shou asked me to take care of you, why don't you keep quiet?"

Yin Mo pulled the corners of his mouth with some difficulty, "The sword has arrogance, and the person has pride." Now that you have stepped into the test, there is no reason to stop in trouble!"

Fang Ke suddenly paused, and he had not been able to fuse the threshold of soul and divine consciousness. It was as if a crack had suddenly opened, and then the gap was getting bigger and bigger.

Forcibly stopping this barrier that was about to break through for three years, he took a deep breath.

With a smile like a best friend on the corner of his mouth, he patted Yin Mo's shoulder.

"At the first level, you knocked out the Spirit Detection Tower, I have to report to the master!"

"In the second level, you're out of this again, and the World Tree still has to be dealt with!"

"And your cold spirit root or something!"

Fang Ke shook his head with a little headache, "Brother, can we keep a low profile in the third level?"

Yin Mo listened to Fang Ke's joking tone and nodded happily.

Seeing that Yin Mo agreed, Fang Fang quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Don't worry too much about your current state, the third level is a team format. The team competition is more about unity and cooperation, and the strength of your teammates is not bad, of course I didn't open the back door for you!"

Seeing that the time was almost up, he could help Yin Mo up from the ground.

"Let's go, let's celebrate when it's over!"

"Thank you!"

Yin Mo was not embarrassed, and the whole person was on Fang Fang's arm. The divine consciousness of the soul is indeed not something that Yin Mo can grasp now, and the large amount of consumption makes Yin Mo extremely weak, and the aura is also sucked by the enchantment tree.

Fang Fang is not worried about this at all, a terrifying being that can spawn enchantment beans into a world tree. Even if Yinmo is dozing off the whole time, I believe that no one who is caught in the brain will take the initiative to provoke Yinmo.

Moreover, according to the rules, Yin Mo will also be with a team of the Ji clan, although he can not be friendly with the Ji clan. But the strength of the clan is there, and as long as there are no accidents in a team ring match, it is not easy to win.

"After working hard for the second level, you can be a gangster in this level!"

When Fang Fang saw that Yinmo was asleep again, he smiled silently in his heart.

"Strong strength, and a lucky guy!"

"That's it!"

As soon as Fang Ke arrived at the huge ring, he directly shouted like a bell.

Yin Mo was awakened, gritted his teeth and barely bothered to cheer up.

"I'm sure you've seen it too!"

Fang Ke left the ink on the tenth road and jumped to a stop in the center of the ring.

Behind him, two big banners of Momen were waving in the wind.

"You're lucky today, just sixty people. Now there are six people on each team, remember that now you are on the same path as a group. ”

When everyone heard this, they began to look back and forth, and Yin Mo was so sleepy that he almost fell asleep, so he asked.

"What if it's not an integer?"

"Good question!" Fang Ke's favorability towards Yin Mo has exploded.

"Remember, although I, the Ganan-Simonimen, advocate equality, I should never ask for any equality with this idea. How can the world of cultivating immortals be equal!"

As a disciple of Momen, he openly directly bombarded Momen egalitarianism in the ring that ushered in new students. This made a group of little rookies directly change their faces, but Fang Ke had a flat face and a loud voice.

"Next, you have to pay attention to teamwork. If you see this flag, the one who captures the flag first, and the one who guards the ink flag is a pillar of incense. I can tell you very clearly, only half of you will make it through this ring!"

"The one who grabs the ink flag and guards a pillar of incense wins, and the one who can hold the top 30 without being eliminated wins. Let's get started!"

After introducing the rules simply and clearly, Fang Fang retreated directly to the rest area behind the ring flag, and quietly closed his eyes.

However, in the entire ring match, there was no dragon fighting, and everyone understood that if they took the ink flag, they would definitely become the target of public criticism. It's too hard to survive another pillar of incense or make it to the top 30.

At this time, the teams of each province negotiated cautiously.

It didn't take long for the captains of their respective teams to be elected on several lanes.

Ji Wang looked at Yin Mo, who was cross-legged and motionless not far away, and glanced at Ji Cheng. Ji Cheng instantly understood, and glanced at Yin Mo quietly.

Yin Mo's look was so weak that he couldn't stand up, which made the other five people ignore him directly.

With a three-on-two advantage, Ji Wang was unsurprisingly elected the captain of the tenth team. In this regard, Ji Wang glanced at Yin Mo, who was still closing his eyes, with a proud face.

"No matter how crazy you are, you have to go to the outer door for labor and management to stay obediently!"

"Ring match, begin!"

A boy put three pillars of incense on the censer and lit it, and announced.

Ten squads entered the field one after another.

Yin Mo had already untied the black sword from his waist, and relied on the black sword to support him, barely following the end of the tenth team.

Although Fang Ke's proposal was shameful, Yin Mo accepted it with peace of mind at the moment.

Indeed, if it is really more serious than this group of small exercises. Yin Mo feels that he can hit a hundred!

No matter what everyone thought, as soon as they entered the ring, the momentum instantly became tense. Although Yin Mo was in the tenth team, Yin Mo looked like a burden, but no one dared to do anything to them.

The shock of the World Tree just now really shocked them, no matter how weak Yin Mo was, no one dared to touch this mold easily.

"Hey, take off your broken bookshelf!"

Ji Cheng's ill-intentioned voice rang out, "You see how much teamwork is affected, it's not so glorious to be a burden!"

said this, Ji Cheng was not idle. directly kicked sideways and beckoned to the bookshelf behind Yin Mo.