At this time, no one dares to hide their strength anymore, they are all desperately trying to seize the core, but how many are really capable of doing it?

Someone was unwilling to fail and rushed forward like crazy, wanting to snatch the core. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Wang Chong, what are you going to do?"

"This puppet is the first one I face, and it should belong to me!"

"Are you trying to kill me? Get out of here!"

"Don't you think, you want to die together!"

"Bad ......"

The more people this silver-armored guard faced, the stronger his strength became, and some disciples lost their minds and not only killed others, but also killed themselves.

There was a chaos, and more than a dozen people died again, and the rest of the people slowly calmed down and didn't dare to mess around anymore.

Among them, there are exactly eight people, five men and three women, all of whom are extremely powerful and have extraordinary means.

There was a short young man holding a red long knife in his hand, and the long knife was faintly bloody, and every time he swung it, he seemed to see countless powerful ghosts appear.

Another sweet female disciple is even more powerful. She didn't have any magic weapons in her hands, and waved two pale green long sleeves, as if dancing, but the long sleeves were even sharper than magic weapons, and every time they brought out the sound of breaking the sky, leaving countless scars on the body of the silver-armored wrestler.

At the time of survival, each of them came up with the means of pressing the bottom of the box, and everyone was dizzying.

Ding Yin also saw it with deep feelings, he was born as a slave and a pit father's three-yang acacia, and he has always put himself in a very low position, trying to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

I didn't expect that these disciples, who are usually inconspicuous, are all so powerful.

This made him understand that the hidden dragon and crouching tiger in the immortal cultivation realm, no matter at any time, he could not underestimate his opponent, otherwise he would be unlucky.

While thinking about it, He Siyu pulled his sleeve and said in a low voice: "Third brother, there is trouble." ”

"Huh?"

Ding Yin frowned, looked around, and about a dozen disciples surrounded them, intentionally or unintentionally, with extremely unkind expressions on their faces.

"Hehe, you can't deal with the puppet, so you want to deal with us?"

Ding Yin sneered, turned his head and made a look, and the four of them immediately stood in a circle, waiting for the battle.

"Senior brothers, what do you mean by this?"

"Little Spirit Chef, hand over the core, don't force us to do it!"

Ding Yin's face was slightly gloomy: "I'll just say one word, get out." ”

"You are less arrogant, look at the sword!"

Suddenly, the sword light flashed wildly, and the magic weapon flew wildly.

"I don't know whether to live or die, kill me as an example!"

As soon as the words fell, Zheng Datong rushed out with a wild roar, and with a single punch, one of the disciples broke his bones and tendons.

Those sword light magic weapons fell on him, occasionally leaving a little scar, and they were also healed immediately.

Zheng Datong's god and demon alchemy has been practiced to the third realm, in order to help him cultivate, Ding Yin spent a lot of materials and yuan stones, and the materials he got from Dongshan Ji back then were basically given to Zheng Datong, and now his physical body is not inferior even compared to those puppets.

Ding Yin is completely different from Zheng Datong, his dragon shadow body is flickering and moving in a small space, and no one can touch half of the corners of his clothes.

And the Three Absolute Spirit Snatchers in his hand, every time he makes a shot, he will take away a human life.

In the blink of an eye, the five disciples lay on the ground, becoming cold corpses.

He Siyu and Vanilla shot more gently, and they tried not to hurt their lives.

"If you don't want to die, come, come!"

Ding Yin broke off, and the rest of the people trembled, and they didn't dare to step forward anymore, in their opinion, Ding Yin's four people were even more difficult to deal with than the puppet, and they were almost desperate.

Some people collapsed to the ground, their faces pale.

"Alas, they are pitiful, too. Vanilla couldn't bear it in her heart and turned her head away.

"Fourth sister, how many times have I taught you, the world of cultivating immortals is like this, the weak eat the strong, don't you remember Zhu Wanqing's lesson?" He Siyu whispered in her ear.

Vanilla blushed and nodded.

As he spoke, among the eight disciples, there was already a breakthrough.

The first one to succeed was the sweet-looking female disciple, her pair of flying sleeves were like a sharp sword, breaking through the chest of the silver-armored wrestler, and then with a flick of her hand, she took out the core and put it into the storage bag.

Ding Yin asked, "Sister Siyu, do you know this girl?"

He Siyu nodded: "Not only do I know, but I have also fought before, her name is Shen Yuan, she is a rising star who has emerged in the past two years, her strength is not bad, I have studied with her, I didn't do my best at that time, it seems that her strength is not weaker than mine." ”

After Shen Yuan obtained a core, he stood aside with a calm expression.

Then the young man with the red long knife also broke through the puppet, took a core, and sat silently.

Ding Yin was very interested in this person, although this person had been hiding his strength, Ding Yin's current soul power was so strong that he could easily see through it.

This guy is actually at the peak of the innate realm, and it seems that he has also cultivated the alchemy of gods and demons, this person's appearance is not amazing, and he can hide it deep enough.

This man and woman are outstanding, but others are not so easy.

The puppet is infinitely powerful, and tireless, it is simply inexhaustible, and if there is no magic weapon in hand, it will not be able to break through the defense.

After a while, a male disciple who looked quite old finally got his hands on it, and he sacrificed a dark ghost claw magic weapon, which broke a large hole in the chest of the silver-armored wrestler, and took out the core, with a smile on his face.

After this person succeeded, a disciple beside him seemed to be his friend, and this person took over the Silver Armor Warrior and helped him get a core.

Then there are only four silver-armored wrestlers left.

"Third brother, do you want to help them?" Zheng Datong leaned over and asked.

"No, let's just watch. Ding Yin shook his head.

First, he didn't want to come forward, and secondly, among these people, there were still people who were clumsy, and they looked embarrassed on the surface, but in fact they may not be true.

These guys are more shrewd than the other, if Ding Yin hadn't cultivated the Seven Heart Yuan Shen, he might not be able to see through it.

Sure enough, an ugly-looking woman suddenly patted the storage bag on her waist, and suddenly shot out a black light, which was extremely fast, and directly pierced the silver armor wrestler, and she took the core with her hand.

Everyone's faces changed, what magic weapon this woman used just now, she didn't even see it clearly, it was so weird.

The remaining three also took the opportunity to exert their power, breaking through the puppet and taking the core respectively.

In this way, the twelve silver-armored wrestlers were defeated one after another, and the twelve cores each had their own belongings.

Ding Yin has one on his side, and the rest of the five men and three women are also one.

In this battle, there were heavy casualties, out of one hundred and twenty-eight disciples, ninety-six died, and only thirty-two survived.

The hall was littered with dead bodies, shocking. (To be continued.) )