The performance of the people here can be seen.

The cultivation in the middle of the fairyland can be so arrogant.

From this, we can see how sad the mohxiao of the Moyu empire is.

After all, with his cultivation in the middle of fairyland, he was almost 100% successful in this third level.

It's a pity that he provoked Chen Yu.

The end result is Mohawk's tragic death

Seeing the people below, all of them were trembling.

The warriors in the early days of the fairyland also blinked one by one.

In the dreamland space, long Zhentian smiled faintly, and his eyes were full of contempt.

He has always advocated the strong, and his heart is full of disdain for these greedy people.

At the moment, he smiled wildly and swept his eyes below until he fell on a figure with the same strong body.

Long Zhentian grinned grimly, stretched out his right hand, pointed to the man and said:

"It's you. Come up to me quickly. I promise that as long as you let me hammer a few times, I'll spare your life."

His voice came out and fell into the crowd on the platform below, making them look slightly different one by one.

Hurriedly follow the direction of long Zhentian's fingers.

Until the end, more than 100 eyes fell on a strong man.

The people saw their faces and immediately gloated.

More people who recognized the man heard a voice at this moment:

"Unexpectedly, it was from the xuanmo empire."

"People in the xuanmo Empire have a lot of experience in the cultivation of the flesh."

"The royal family of Xuanlong empire is also specialized in physical body. Maybe that's why long Zhentian wants to challenge this person."

"Challenge? I think it's a trick! It's obvious that the Dragon Zhentian is looking at this person. He cultivates the flesh body. He was interested for a moment, so he chose this person."

"Unexpectedly, Zhao Shanling of the xuanmo empire is also a figure. Unexpectedly, he has not passed the second level and has been eliminated directly."

"I said, after looking for it for a long time, I couldn't find where Zhao Shanling was. It turned out to be in the ruins of dreamland and was eliminated."

"Zhao Shanling still has some strength. I don't know who shot him, so I eliminated him."

"Otherwise, if Zhao Shanling is here, their xuanmo empire will not be looked down upon like this. Maybe Xuanlong empire will not trouble this person."

All kinds of comments kept coming out. When they heard about Zhao Shanling, Zhai Yi and the three were stunned when they heard the speech.

Then they looked at each other, but they knew that the famous Zhao Shanling was slapped to death by Chen Yu

Thinking of this, the three couldn't help looking at Chen Yu.

He found that Chen Yuzheng closed his eyes and kept silent, and his look had not changed at all.

I couldn't help feeling in my heart and secretly said that brother Chen really deserves to be an expert in the world.

At this moment, in the crowd, the big man looked sad and was about to cry.

Dark sighed why he was so unlucky. Who did dragon Zhentian choose instead of him?

Especially when he looked around, he didn't find Zhao Shanling. Even other colleagues of the xuanmo Empire couldn't see anyone.

A sense of loneliness filled his heart.

I can't help but feel sad. I think he's a great xuanmo empire. He's promoted from the second level because of his cultivation in a semi fairyland.

It's ridiculous.

At this moment, I can only bear a mourning face and face into the dreamland space above.

After entering the inside, long Zhentian gave a grim smile and gently twisted his fist, which made a click.

The big man of the mysterious demon empire was frightened and scared deeper.

Long Zhentian laughed, full of sarcastic voice, slowly spread out at this moment: "don't worry, I'll be a little lighter later, and you can enjoy it slowly."

The arrogant voice of long Zhentian fell into the ears of the great man of the xuanmo Empire and made his body tremble violently.

At the moment, with a sad face, long Zhentian hurried to speak before he could do it:

"I admit defeat! Admit defeat..."

Almost as soon as his voice came out, a soft force suddenly appeared, surrounded the big man and disappeared directly into the dreamland space.

When his figure appeared again, he was already on the northern stage.

At the same time, a vigorous voice slowly came out of the vicissitudes:

"Long Zhentian, win a game."

The crowd below was stunned by this scene, but then the crowd buzzed immediately.

"Eh... This man is so timid that he surrendered as soon as he entered."

"Yes, friars of our generation should not be afraid of difficulties and obstacles. Once they encounter danger, they should rise up in the face of difficulties. In this way, they show their male nature."

The voice of discussion immediately spread, and despised eyes fell on the big man of the xuanmo empire.

Let his face blue and black, but finally he could only snort coldly and hide in a corner without saying a word.

But at the same time, there are other different voices coming from the crowd:

"Fart! You people speak well. Why didn't you challenge long Zhentian just now?"

"Yes, a bunch of people who don't mind watching the excitement. What shit, friars of our generation. You can't see the nature of men. You're looking for death!"

When these voices fell into the ears of the great man of the xuanmo Empire, it made him feel better.

Dark sigh, sure enough, there are some sensible people.

This farce is over.

In contrast, in the dreamland space, long Zhentian couldn't help but curl his mouth and was very unhappy.

He felt that he had not made a move, so the other party quickly admitted defeat, which made him feel strong but nowhere to release.

But there was nothing he could do about it. After all, at the beginning, the voice had made it clear.

In this challenge arena, once the opponent admits defeat, you can't shoot again.

At the moment, although I can't bear it, I can only give it up.

Long Zhentian snorted coldly, his eyes fell on the big man of the xuanmo Empire, and he said angrily:

"What a waste..."

When the words came out, his body was pushed by a soft force and disappeared into the dreamland space.

After long Zhentian left, the fantasy space, that is, the challenge arena, was empty again.

Perhaps long Zhentian made a start, and soon there was a riot in the crowd.

A man with sharp ears and monkey cheeks jumped out of the crowd and went straight to the dreamland space above.

After he entered, his cultivation in the early days of the fairyland dispersed.

His eyes swept below and finally fell on a candidate who had been determined long before he came to power.

The man pointed at each other.

The person pointed out that his cultivation was just a half fairyland. He immediately sighed and secretly said that he was regarded as a stepping stone at this time.