After finishing the specific rules, chen fan and everyone lined up to approach elder Lin, as well as the Na Tian seal held by him.
When it was his turn, chen fan found that elder Lin's face had always been different. At this time, it was too late for him to think about it carefully, so he injected the divine consciousness into the seal of Na Tian.
"All of you sit down on the square, and the duel begins!"
With the fall of Lin's old words, chen fan felt an indescribable force of suction and pulling, and then his eyes became black and he lost consciousness.
The others, too, fell into a deep coma with their knees crossed.
At the same time, old Lin quietly made a backup of all the spirits that had been injected into Natian seal.
All of them were absorbed into a jade slips and ordered to be taken away. The author analyzed the people who killed sun Daxian one by one.
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consciousness returned again. The first thing Chen Fan opened his eyes was to firmly stick his back on a huge stone not far away, and then began to look at the world in front of him.
I can see that there is an endless plain around, and the appearance is almost the same as the real world, and Chen Fan's cultivation is not affected at all.
But the storage bag was not brought in, so everyone was unarmed.
Of course, although this is a plain terrain, but the vision is not so wide after all. There are some boulders or debris everywhere. It is very easy to hide a few people.
In other words, it is possible to meet the enemy at any time.
Not necessarily in which direction, and not necessarily in what way!
Judging the position a little bit, chen fan knows that the place where he is transmitting should belong to the periphery of the world under his feet, and his goal is to move towards the center.
Because after a certain period of time, there will be a wave of animals. According to the elder of Lingyun sect, if you can't avoid it, you may be eliminated directly.
After pondering for a moment, chen fan starts to move towards the central area. His speed is not fast. Every time he walks a certain distance, he often finds a shelter to stay for a few minutes and carefully observes the surrounding conditions.
At this time, the benefits of being a spirit seeker are obvious. Chen fan can find out any wind and grass movement within hundreds of meters around his body when his mental strength is fully distributed.
A hundred meters away, the flying insects flutter their wings, the birds are singing on the lonely twigs, and the rats are passing by in the ground. Everything can't hide Chen Fan's perception.
This means that at the beginning, chen fan has a wider visual range than ordinary people, and even can ignore the obstruction of the terrain.
"Hoo!"
A gust of wind in the sky, chen fan hid behind the shelter and looked up. In the blur, a figure was flying.
It seems that she is a monk of blood refining sect.
Chen Fan's mouth showed a sneer, and did not act rashly.
In this case, choosing to fly is tantamount to exposing yourself to the enemy's eyelids.
Only a good hiding in the dark, is the way to win!
"Boom
Sure enough, just after the blood refining friar flew over Chen Fan's head, there was someone attacking him.
A huge fist shadow exploded, and a disciple of the body refining sect formally blocked the way of the monk xuelianzong.
The two men fight not far from Chen fan.
During this period, chen fan has been staying at the same place, not rashly, he just waiting for an opportunity.
Elimination of other opponents can get points for themselves, if ultimately can not win the flag in the central area, it can only rely on points to determine the ranking.
Therefore, for Chen fan, the integral is not too small.