Chapter 592： Meet the Cthulhu Terrace

What is the magic weapon? "

Also in the city lord's mansion, Nether heard someone call his name, a little confused, he didn't remember any hatred with the monks in the Nether Abyss.

Before he could think of anything, the sect master of the immortal gate and other big guys had already appeared in front of him with a little joy.

"Netherworld, have you played against a monk in the Nether Abyss? Listening to the female cultivator's tone, she seems to participate in this engagement. She didn't participate in the previous challenge. It is probably one of Nether Abyss's trump cards. Tell me , What are the characteristics of this person?"

Facing the immortal gate master's inquiry, Nether Ming said blankly: "I didn't remember to fight her."

"When you fought with her, she shouldn't reveal the identity of the Nether Abyss cultivator, you just have to think about whether you have robbed any female cultivator of the magic weapon in the past two years."

The fairy door master reminded.

Hearing this, Nether Ming began to recall carefully, and at this time he also had some doubts that he had dealt with the Nether Abyss realm sister.

...

Ziyue's voice did not conceal anything, and many cultivators in Cthulhu City heard this and couldn't help but look at Netherworld with admiration.

"Unexpectedly, Master Nether would have defeated the female cultivator of the Underworld Realm, and even snatched the other's magic weapon. It seems that we are still the great arrogant of our true spirit world."

"Yes, some time ago, several Tianjiao from the Southern Territory and Eastern Territory lost one after another. Perhaps it is true that, as the rumors say, it is because the Sect Master of Mingyuan is present, so they dare not try their best."

"Heh, several super sects have been standing in the true spirit world for so many years, if you are not sure, how can you dare to make such a big momentum?"

...

Millions of monks talked about it, and soon Nether's reputation surpassed Fairy Qionghua, and the hidden true spirit world had the posture of the first heavenly arrogant.

No way, sometimes the approval of the opponent is more important than the approval of your own.

After Ming Yuanzong's party arrived, they were stationed in Cthulhu City, where no one dared to approach it for a thousand meters.

However, the cultivators of the Mingyuan Sect were very open, and some even took the initiative to walk around the shops in Cthulhu City.

A group of true spirit world monks saw that there was not much difference between the underworld monks and them, and gradually relaxed their vigilance. After waiting for two days, the underworld monks haunted the city, and they did not attract too much attention from the monks.

On this day, the time was gradually approaching noon, and there was no one on the huge platform in the middle of Cthulhu City.

This platform is the place where the disciples of the Evil God Temple usually gather. It is called the Evil God Terrace. Its area is no less than the huge square where the Ming Army of the Million Town of True Spirit City gathers.

And the battle of this time was held on the Cthulhu stage, which occupies dozens of miles.

At this time, several extremely powerful formations have been laid around the Cthulhu Platform, not to mention a few tribulation monks fighting in it, even if two Mahayana fights inside, these formations can't be shaken.

Outside the big formation, there were groups of monks. Fortunately, the Cthulhu Platform was huge, and the five senses of the monks were also extremely astonishing, so although there were millions of people watching, they didn't seem very crowded.

After waiting for a while, a black-robed old man appeared on the Cthulhu stage.

This old man was wearing the costume of the elders of the Heretic God Temple, and his expression was a bit gloomy, and his body exuded Ruoyouruowu's evil aura. As soon as he appeared, the whole surroundings of the Shenglongtai became quiet.

This person was nicknamed Yin Sheng, the Mahayana elder of the Evil God Temple, and was also the younger brother of the previous Evil God Temple Master. He was tyrannical and bloodthirsty. Since his cultivation, countless monks have died in his hands. His reputation is already in the true spirit It has been circulated in the world for 20,000 years, and he is one of the few people who cannot provoke the Evil God Temple.

"Jie Jie, since the venue for the battle this time is set on the site of our Evil God Temple, the old man controls the audience on the side of the true spirit world to avoid some controversies."

Yin Shengguai laughed twice and said, seeing the faces of many monks around him with different colors, he added another sentence.

"The so-called control of the audience is not to save anyone's life. In this engagement, apart from not borrowing the power of others, there are not too many complicated rules. If one party falls or voluntarily surrenders, it will be regarded as an end.

After finishing half a quarter of an hour, the second game will be played immediately. There will be five battles today, and the remaining five battles tomorrow. In the end, the monk who is standing on the Cthulhu stage wins. "

After he finished speaking, another person appeared on the Cthulhu stage.

This is a middle-aged monk, dressed in white, and handsome and handsome.

"In Xia Yuanbai, it represents Ming Yuanzong and fellow Yin Sheng Daoist on this evil **** stage to prevent some accidents from happening."

Looking at the white-clothed middle-aged cultivator not far away, Yin Sheng's pupils shrank, and at the same time, a forceful pressure unknowingly enveloped the opponent.

However, the coercion fell on the opponent, and there was no effect at all, Yuan Bai still smiled.

Obviously, this Yuanbai is also a Mahayana monk, and his cultivation is not weaker than him.

"It's almost time. You and I, as well as all the cultivators present, know what is related to the victory or defeat of this battle. I don't want to introduce more. Now, let's start the battle."

Yin Sheng glanced at Yuan Bai sadly, and said hoarsely.

Yuanbai was silent when he heard the words, but looked at Yin Sheng quietly, and the atmosphere gradually became weird.

Both sides are waiting for the other side to send someone on the field before they can make a target.

Chen Chen, who was watching on the edge of the Cthulhu Terrace, couldn't help but be surprised when he saw this scene.

This time, the engagement is so great that both sides want to fight for any small advantage. Will these two Mahayana cultivators fight first because of this?

Behind him, the friends who usually practice in the Yin and Yang Palace can hardly find it once today. Yuan Qingtian saw the two Mahayana monks staring, and couldn't help complaining: "These people are also true. They have a fight. Yes, not as happy as we were."

"What do you know, this battle is related to the future direction of the two great worlds. No matter how careful you are, you can't be too careful! Do you think you are playing a house, fighting for the three-square acre of land in the lower bound?"

Zhou Renlong patted his head and cursed.

"One acre of land? It sounds like you didn't try to grab it..."

Yuan Qingtian whispered After years of hard cultivation in the Yin and Yang Palace, coupled with the unlimited supply of resources, now his cultivation has reached the initial stage of integration, not inferior to Zhou Renlong, so I am not afraid of this before. The master of the door.

Chen Shen ignored the whispers of a group of friends behind him, and his attention was all on the two Mahayana monks on the stage.

Even if the two Yin Sheng Yuanbai stood still, and there was no momentum erupting, but at this time the two were actually fighting.

What is fighting for is power. This is a mysterious and mysterious thing. In other words, it is easier to understand than anyone who has a thicker skin. Who can't help but speak first.

One must know that there are millions of monks watching around. With so many eyes and so many divine consciousness, it is really an ability to keep calm.

But both of them are Mahayana after all, and their mental attainments can be imagined. Now even if they stand still for a long time, it is not impossible.

Fortunately... the two of them didn't really stand for a long time. After a quarter of an hour, Ming Yuan Zong Yuanbai took the lead to speak.

"Since it's a battle on the realm of the true spirit world, it's okay to respect the host. What's more, our Mingyuan Sect actually doesn't care about these small details.

Yuan Qian, come up. "

After Yuan Bai finished speaking, a tall young man on the side of Ming Yuanzong boarded the Cthulhu Stage.

The tall young man's eyebrows were a bit like Yuanbai, and he looked like Yuanbai's junior.

Facing the millions of monks around him, Yuan Qian looked calm, staring directly at the Yin Saint in the distance, without any fear.

Yin Sheng saw this person's expression become a little more solemn.

Similar to what the hall masters thought, the first monk sent by the Mingyuan Sect was just a raw face.

(End of this chapter)

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