Everyone moved to the test venue. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This place is not anywhere else, it is in the space above the rows of shops.

And it's all transparent, so there is no need to question the fairness of the competition, as long as the monks who can participate in the exchange meeting can look up and see the whole process of the competition.

The only people who really entered the competition venue were the two parties involved, plus a referee who had been idle for an unknown amount of time.

"Boy, I've reported my name, Mao Eighteen never fights with children with no name and no surname. ”

Mao Eighteen was very arrogant, looking up at Ji Nineteen, who was a whole head lower than him.

"Well, Ben Xiu Ji nineteen is also. ”

Ji stood loosely outside the other party's father-in-law, Xu Kaiwai, and calmly replied.

"Hehe, little nineteen, since it's an order of magnitude smaller than us, then grandpa will give you a special go. lest others think that I am a dignified Mao Eighteen to bully the small. ”

Mao Eighteen looks rough, but there are a lot of flowers.

Not only to bargain in words, but also to set up a tall image of the elderly.

But Ji Nineteen, who he met with a skin thicker than the corner of the city, was obviously not interested in these things.

"Well, that Ji agreed. ”

Ji Nineteen smiled playfully, reached out with one hand, and pressed down on Mao Eighteen Void fiercely.

For a while, there was a muffled thunder on the flat ground, and dark clouds were covered with lightning flashes, and at some point, a huge palm print was formed and suddenly pressed down on Mao Shiba, who was standing proudly.

This palm print is pitch black, and there are countless electric snakes swimming outside, giving people the feeling that it is not as if it is simply mana.

That's right, this is the new method that Ji Nineteen has recently practiced under the guidance of black and white Pisces to mix spiritual energy and black energy.

For the time being, he named it black and white.

A strong sense of oppression hit Mao Eighteen's body, and his heart tightened with a spear in his hand, and suddenly the spear shadow was heavy, but his mouth burst out: "Look at Grandpa's eighteen spears to kill your bird handprint." ”

The sound of clicking is endless.

The former was the sound of countless glowing spear shadows stabbing into the handprints, while the latter was the sound of the electric snakes that swam around the inky black handprints hitting the spear shadows like spurs on the ground.

The spear pierced a hole, and the black shadow of the handprint rolled and made up for it, obviously without merit.

And when the wandering electric snake on this side hit the spear, it was even more swift and wound downward, directly attacking the opponent's body, although under the desperate resistance of the cold and fierce spear, the electric snakes were neutralized, but there was still a small movie ejected onto the plush and thick hair eighteen arms.

In an instant, the oily and slippery fluff was scorched by a large amount of lightning, and the smell of barbecue permeated.

For this blow, Mao 18 suffered a loss.

It didn't seem to be a big problem, but he was shocked, and the fluttering movie as thin as ice flowers not only scorched his fluff, but also penetrated his skin in small amounts, blocking the supply of his mana to the spear.

"Well, the kid is plotting grandpa. It's not a good death!"

This guy didn't look for a reason in himself, thinking that Ji Nineteen used special means to dig a big pit for him to jump by virtue of the priority he gave him.

According to his violent temper, of course, he was furious.

I saw that his mana was violently raised, and a Dao Pan phantom appeared, and then it flashed and disappeared.

Then I saw that this person quickly inflated like a balloon that had really been blown up, and in an instant, a huge and friendless giant was formed, more than a hundred times larger than the burly body just now.

On the other hand, Ji Nineteen, who was already short by him, is now an elephant competing with ants.

And the handprint summoned by Ji Nineteen was also broken by him invisibly, and at first it could still flicker like a skirt on his waist, and the black gas rolled, and in a moment it was pushed by his belly, and the fat waist twisted violently, and the two extremely large palms suddenly pulled a few times, and then dissipated into invisibility.

"Ant, if you have any tricks, just use them. Grandpa keeps the heart of letting you lose!"

He actually opened his huge mouth and lowered his eyes and shouted, his tattered clothes and ornaments were windless, and the fluff like a dense grove covered his body, and he still looked like a human monk, clearly the appearance of a giant who dominated the continent in ancient times.

"Hey, this guy actually has a trace of ancient giant blood, it seems that the kid in white who fought with him is in trouble. ”

The high-ranking monk who knew the goods looked up at the battle between the two sides of the sky, and was explaining his confusion to his confused companions.

"What is an ancient giant?"

Of course, the low-level cultivators who were listening to it gave full play to the spirit of asking questions if they didn't understand.

"Don't the ancient giants know? Go back and look through the public books of the human race. I don't know if it's the stupid apprentice taught by the lazy master, and I don't even know such common sense. It's really a mistake. ”

There is no shortage of people who think they are knowledgeable.

The low-ranking monks who were thirsty for knowledge were speechless.

Isn't it just that I didn't know how to ask, and it actually provoked endless ridicule, how wronged.

"Hahaha, what an ancient giant bloodline. Just let you taste Ji's new methods. Look at it, black and white - black ground during the day. ”

Ji Nineteen, who was like an ant fighting an elephant, did not use means to increase his own body, but danced with his hands.

Suddenly, the situation changed, and the appearance of the entire competition venue changed, and under the crystal white sky was a scorched flat ground with black smoke billowing out.

The two are even more like moving mechanisms, and the chirp is desperately squeezed in the middle.

At the same time, the black smoke billowing from the scorched ground and the thick smoke rose up, turning into countless black tentacles that climbed towards the giant's ankle in unison.

Not to mention, they all climbed and grew as if they had found a parasitic vine, rooted in the thick and dense body hair legs and desperately growing on the giant.

Of course, the giant didn't want to see such a scene, driving the mana in his body to release it ruthlessly or repel these tentacle vines like black snakes through veins, but it had little effect, and he lost ground in a few breaths, and half of his calves were attached to a thick layer of black vines.

On the contrary, the crystal jade on the top of the head is not vegetarian during the day.

The silk threads were as clear as silk hanging down, and these silk threads, which seemed harmless to humans and animals, actually grew wildly, and as soon as they stretched out a foot, they all shot straight in the direction of the giant's body, as if they were the snow-white rhizomes of the plants buried deep in the barren soil, and they keenly detected that the giants had nutrients that they were in short need here.

The wisps are endless, the cuts are constant, and they can't be opened.

This is the result of the giant's anxious jumping feet and shaking his head sharply, the spear phantom desperately slashing, and his hands dancing wildly.

The entire battlefield seems to be in the last days of the world, looking for him, a tall man.

And Ji someone was dancing in the same place the whole time, lingering like a buzzing nasty fly.