Chapter 869: The Battle of the Ring
Zheng Zheng stood up and said, "Let's go, let's take a look." They are really good at picking time, at this juncture, almost the eyes of the entire Laizhou Xiuzhen Realm are attracted here, if they can force the masters of the imperial capital to go down and hit hard, not only will Hailan City's prestige be destroyed, but also destroy this conference in one fell swoop, it will be a good calculation. â
Xiling Shang said hatefully: "Changying, you immediately notify the four Taishang to worship, and raise them for so long, it's time to contribute." â
Murong Changying answered and left in a hurry with the task.
Zheng Zheng still had a good time to say: "Don't worry, they can't afford any wind and waves, let's go, let's go and see." After saying this, he pinched the magic trick, and the two turned into a golden point of light, flew out of the palace, and headed straight towards the school field in the city.
Soon, Zheng Zheng and the others appeared in the prepared position of the imperial palace, this place was excellently chosen, high and low, and all the rings were in full view, at a glance.
The entire school field is covered by a huge blue light curtain, and in the light curtain, there are more than ten small light masks, and there are more than ten rings dozens of meters high. In the corner of each ring, there was a Xiuxian Du who resembled a referee.
This large, medium, and small set of defensive light curtains is used to protect immortal cultivators from leaking out the true yuan mana and accidentally injuring others when they are fighting.
At this time, the immortal cultivators under the ring were buzzing like a swarm of bees, and most of them were talking to each other, with a look of indignation on their faces. Of course, it is not excluded that a small number of people gloat.
The immortal cultivators standing in the ring are all at the level of the late stage of Jindan.
One of them said arrogantly: "Isn't Emperor Huayun known as the city of immortal cultivators? Why hasn't there been a master of Hailan City in the ring until now? â
The referee guarding this ring was just a Jindan early stage monk, and he said with an extremely ugly face: "This fellow Daoist, you have won more than a dozen games in a row, which greatly exceeds the promotion requirements, can you get out of the ring first and wait for the next stage of the competition." â
The monk snorted coldly, and said unruly: "If you want this Taoist to get out of the ring, no problem, let people defeat me." â
The referee's eyes were full of anger, although his strength was not as good as that of the other party, but he also had to see whose territory this was? â
"Hahaha, as far as Hailan City is concerned, this Daoist really doesn't want to see it again. â
As soon as these words came out, he immediately offended a large number of monks, but because of the strength of the other party, he could only dare to be angry.
The situation here is already clear at a glance, and Xilingshang said in a low voice: "Why don't I let Kurong and them make a move?"
Zheng Zheng stretched out his hand to stop it, and said with a faint smile: "No need." The four of Kurong are worshiped by the emperor, and there are not a few people who want to come to Huayun to cultivate immortals. If they are mobilized for this matter, they will inevitably be gossiped and given people the opportunity to gossip. â
Xiling Shang felt justified and said, "Who is the right person to send to fight?"
Zheng Zheng smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about this matter, I'll arrange it." â
Xiling Sheng was curious, his eyes widened, and he wanted to see which person Zheng Zheng would send to fight.
"Dark Moon, you go and meet this big guy, your identity is just a member of the ordinary night guards in front of the palace. Zheng Zheng didn't reply, and his voice was still flat.
"Yes. A faint figure floated in the void, and then pulled up an almost transparent black light, which instantly fell on the ring.
Xiling opened her mouth, Dark Moon?
She quickly remembered the female immortal cultivator who always liked to hide behind Zheng Zheng's back, was elusive, and was proficient in assassination and space spells. Could it be that a hundred years later, Dark Moon has advanced to the late stage of Jindan?
Xiling Xiangfang's heart didn't come to be irritated for a while, and he had been wandering on the fifth floor of Jindan for decades. Since taking over the Huayun Empire, there are so many opportunities that there is no time to cultivate well. If it goes on like this, the gap with your sweetheart will get farther and farther.
Thinking of this time, she became more and more determined to get out of Hailan City.
"Oh, have you finally stopped being a turtle with a shrunken head?" The monk's eyes were as dark as an eagle, staring fiercely at the dark moon's figure, and shouted: "Who is coming, report your name, just the seventh layer of Jindan, I really don't know whether to live or die." â
"Under the gate of the Imperial Palace, the night guard, you are also no more than the seventh layer of Jindan, what qualifications do you have to take fifty steps to laugh at a hundred steps?" After saying this, Dark Moon hid her body and immediately disappeared into the ring.
The referee started the defensive shield from the new, and his face was greatly excited, the imperial palace really has countless masters, and the talent is doubled, this night guard who has never heard of it turned out to be a master in the late stage of Jindan.
"If you want to die so much, then I will fulfill you. The monk sneered, rubbed his hand, and a serpentine golden whip appeared, and it "snapped" twice in the air, and suddenly the sound was like wind and thunder, and sparks shot everywhere. Tens of thousands of golden runes floated on the whip, like a golden snake composed of countless smart golden lights, vivid, and vivid.
Darkmoon didn't talk nonsense with him at all, and then sneaked and turned on the Void Escape Killing Mode.
What a clever spatial stealth technique.
The monk looked arrogant on the outside, but on the inside, he was also delicate, but after a cursory glance, his heart was suddenly shocked. This guy is really a bit famous, and he has to deal with it with twelve points of spirit, if he makes a joke, his reputation in this life will be ruined.
This one is nominally a competition, but it is actually a battle of life and death.
In terms of the form and environment of the battlefield, it is not very conducive to the play of Dark Moon, she likes to suddenly kill from the darkness like a poisonous snake when the enemy relaxes his guard, and gives the most fatal blow. And now, the opponent already knows that he has zĂ i and is always on guard, which adds a lot of difficulty to his surprise attack.
But Darkmoon didn't back down, she held back like a hunter, waiting for the best time to strike.
There was an extremely strange picture in the ring, the monk was on guard, he didn't move, the spell in his hand was not triggered, and the snake-shaped golden whip surrounded the whole body, just like a firefly, and the golden light was dotted.
The immortal cultivators who watched the battle under the ring did not dare to come out, everyone knew that this was the silence before the storm, and if they didn't move, they would break the sky.
Time flows slowly bit by bit.
Now it's time to be patient, to see who can't help but be the first to expose their weaknesses in this dull and suffocating atmosphere. Zheng Zheng slowly stood up from his position and deliberately moved his joints gently.
Xilingshang's heart suddenly burst out, and he said softly: "Zheng, what do you want to do?"
Zheng Zheng smiled faintly: "With the temperament of the dark moon, if you don't find the enemy's flaws, you won't make a move." I think the other party is also quite cautious, and it is not a good way to continue such a stalemate. I'll just be a push, and I'll start the fire first. â
Xiling Shang said, "What do you want to ......?"
Zheng Zheng looked at another ring not far away, and chuckled: "Find an unlucky guy to stand up for you." â