Chapter 315

The two high-weight super elders were silly. The old man with crane hair and young face named Fu Qing took the lead in returning to his mind. His hands were shining and patted gently towards the lake.

Ripples rippled across the lake and figures appeared. These figures were all young people who had entered the hunting battlefield, but... I didn't see Qin Huan.

"Can this boy hide from Tianjing lake? Even if he changes his appearance, he can't hide from Tianjing lake? Is there something wrong with Tianhu lake?" the bent old man said in a daze.

Fu Qing looked dignified, closed his eyes and sank into the lake. After a long time, he opened his eyes. His eyes were full of doubts and puzzlement. He whispered, "this son really deceived Tianjing lake?"??

"It's a pity that our divine knowledge can't penetrate into the hunting battlefield. Otherwise, I'd like to see if he can hide it from us!" the bent old man said with fear.

How could a little boy who changed from a baby to a new place avoid Tianjing lake? This has never happened in so many years.

"This little bastard is becoming more and more interesting. I wanted to embarrass him and see how he broke the game, but I didn't expect to hide it from Tianjing Lake... But I really want to see how you did it!" Fu Qing smiled and whispered to himself. Then he raised his hands again and covered the sea of bitterness in his eyebrows.

"Empty eye!"

When Fu Qing put down his hands, a black fog appeared in the center of his eyebrows. The black fog was round like an eye bead. Then, Fu Qing gave a cold drink. The black fog suddenly emitted a light and fell on the lake.

The lake was full of waves, and a figure slowly emerged. This was a rough young man with beard. The young man was dressed in coarse linen clothes and his eyebrows went into his temples. He looked both majestic and wild.

Fu Qing and the bent old man looked at the bearded youth on the lake, looked at each other and couldn't speak.

"This... This is... That little bastard?" the bent old man stared.

At this time, the young man with beard in the lake suddenly looked at the sky in doubt, which made Fu Qing and the bent old man even more stupid.

Fu Qing's eyes flashed, as if he were looking at a piece of jade. He said, "good!"

"Fu Qing, do you accept this boy as an apprentice? If you don't accept it, give it to me... I'd like to catch this boy and torture him to see how he deceived Tianjing lake!"

Fu Qing shook his head and said, "don't polish him easily. Since it's a piece of jade, let heaven polish it!"

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Qin Huan in the hunting battlefield wondered about the feeling of being stared at, but he didn't think much. At this time, he ran the art of hiding from heaven, stood on a big tree, his divine consciousness spread, and his mind ran rapidly.

The hunting battlefield is not big. It is a forest that stretches for thousands of miles, but there are nearly 100000 disciples. Let the forest be like a corner. Fortunately, the divine consciousness in the forest is limited to thousands of miles, that is to say, anyone's divine consciousness can only cover thousands of miles!

In order to prevent other disciples from coming together in groups, there was a transmission array in the forest in the southeast and northwest. They were all transmitted randomly. There were at least a thousand people who had an eye on Qin Huan. Even if they came down at random, there were not a few who were in the same transmission array with Qin Huan.

But at the moment when Qin Huan entered the transmission array, he ran the art of hiding from heaven, put on a mask and changed his face, so no one could recognize him!

At this time, Qin Huan was like a hunter, lurking on a big branch with luxuriant leaves. His divine consciousness shrouded thousands of miles around and watched the every move of his disciples.

After a long time, Qin Huan just sat down, meditated quietly and waited.

This kind of hunting war was just a scuffle in the early stage. The real battle was when the number of people decreased greatly, and Qin Huan naturally wouldn't spend his energy in the early stage. He was hiding from heaven. As long as he wanted, no one could notice him.

Although he was meditating, Qin Huan didn't really meditate and practice. His divine consciousness has been paying attention to the every move of tens of thousands of disciples within a thousand miles.

A battle unfolded throughout the hunting battlefield.

Three days passed.

Five days passed.

Half a month has passed.

Qin Huan was as motionless as a mountain, but his divine sense had locked ten disciples. These ten disciples were frantically attacking other disciples, which made many disciples give up the assessment in horror. For those who gave up the assessment, the token would fall and be picked up by these disciples.

"According to the rules, the top ten with the most tokens can directly get the qualification to compete with trapped dragon, star and Tianjiao for Xianwu secret territory... But... How many tokens are there?" Qin Huan thought silently and thought about the rule carefully. Qin Huan admired the rule maker.

Hundreds of thousands of disciples have hundreds of thousands of tokens, and no one can be sure how many to get into the top ten. That makes the disciples crazy to look for disciples to collect more tokens.

Qin Huan concluded that there are definitely many lurks like himself in the whole hunting battlefield, but when the number of disciples decreases greatly, they will all participate in the competition, and the real confrontation began from then on.

Because only the top ten can get the qualification, it will undoubtedly stimulate those who want to hide their strength, because everyone wants to get the qualification directly, instead of going to the second level and 290 Tianjiao to compete for the last 90 places.

After all, at that time, even if we can get the quota, we will expose our full strength and pay a heavy price. Therefore, it is conceivable that in the end, the major Tianjiao will show their magic power and start a crazy chase.

"The top ten... I'm afraid it will take at least 10000 tokens to make it into the top ten!" Qin Huan said bitterly.

"One tenth of these disciples are kowtow disciples. They have great strength. How difficult it is to defeat them? Moreover... In a war, they have to be vigilant against others... Which undoubtedly greatly increases the difficulty."

"It seems that... We can only arrange that array!" Qin Huan said to himself. When he and devil Qingfeng were hunting fierce animals in Tiangang tower, in order to prevent other fierce animals from staring at him, they handed Qin Huan an array. Although the array had no defense ability, it could isolate other people's divine consciousness.

When the time was almost right, Qin Huan quietly began to place spirit stones around a radius of 30 miles and arrange the array. Because Zhuhuang didn't tell the name of the array, Qin Huan called it the next day array!

When Qin Huan thought he didn't know what the devil was doing, he arranged the array by Tianjing Lake in the depths of Bailian ancient sect.

"What is this little bastard doing? Start now? I don't know that the time is not ripe. If you can't fight back with one blow, you will only catch fire. At that time, it's difficult to get rid of it!" the bent old man stared at Qin Huan reflected on the lake and not only frowned.

There were dozens of light curtains on the whole Tianjing lake. Fu Qing's eyes moved from other light curtains to the light curtain emitted by the black fog in the center of his eyebrows, and a surprise also appeared between his eyebrows.

It's only half a month and there are still many disciples. It's really not the time to start now.

This hunting battlefield tests not only strength, but also personal mood and wisdom. Only when you find a timely opportunity can you laugh to the end.

In their surprise, Qin Huan finished the array arrangement, returned to the tree trunk, and continued to close his eyes and spread his divine consciousness.

"What the hell does this thief want? He was setting up an array before? What array was he setting up? Do you want to trap people in a pot?" the bent old man scolded.

Fu Qing stared at Qin Huan, frowned and said nothing. He couldn't guess what Qin Huan was selling!