Chapter 1064

"Dong."

With a loud bang, the seven soldiers coerced the powerful and unparalleled power to Chitong. Everyone held the magic weapon in their hands, like a real warrior.

Even across a very long distance, it still gives people a strong sense of oppression.

The red pupil's wings beat the void, and his eyes were very demon. The light like blood flowed on the wings behind him. At the same time, it was still burning an immortal flame, making the space make a purring sound.

"Kill!" A low roar came out of Chi Tong's mouth, and his wings rolled into the void. His body came out like a straight line and rushed directly to the seven soldiers.

The seven soldiers came face to face. A long gun in one hand stabbed forward, and the tip of the gun burst into an extremely terrible light. A terrible vortex storm bloomed, as if the space was going to be broken.

However, Chitong was not afraid, and his body flew forward. The gun point bombarded the wing with a loud clang, which could not break the wing.

"What a strong defense!" The crowd was shocked. The most powerful weapon of the monster was their flesh. At this time, Chitong perfectly explained this point.

The wings whirled. Under the extreme speed, it seemed to form a defense light curtain, which guarded the red pupil's body and was indestructible. He stood still when the wind and rain in front killed him.

The impact sound kept coming out. The breath of the seven armored soldiers was incomparably strong. They kept releasing attacks to kill Chi Tong. Although Chi Tong could not break his defense, Chi Tong could not move forward.

For a time, the war was at an impasse.

Mo Ling frowned. Unexpectedly, the evil animal had such a solid body that such a fierce attack could not shake. It was too strong.

"Are you tickling me?" In the endless attack storm, a sneer came out. It was the voice of red pupil. When the crowd heard this, their eyes couldn't help becoming very strange. It's really crazy, naked provocation!

Mo Ling's face stiffened when he heard the speech, and the previous sense of lightness and lightness disappeared. Bastard, do you want to die?

"In that case, I make you feel what death is without burial!" Mo Ling said coldly. He saw his hands dancing wildly, surrounded by seven color immortal lights, and then spread to cover the vast and endless area.

"This is..." many people noticed something wrong. In the seven color immortal light, they felt that many powerful smells were awakening.

Suddenly, there were powerful figures in the seven color immortal light. They were all wearing armor and holding divine soldiers. They had an extraordinary temperament. At a glance, they were full of human figures. There were hundreds of people, just like a powerful army.

"Boom..."

Then there was a loud noise like thunder, and everyone looked sluggish again. I saw a chariot galloping out of the void, with different colors, and different rules and forces on the upper stream of the chariot, including thunder, fire and storm... Dozens of chariots galloping in the void at the same time. I don't know how magnificent the scene is.

There was a tremor in the crowd. It was obvious that Mo Ling was really angry and directly moved an army to fight!

Looking at the scene in front of Qin Xuan's eyes, Qin Xuan couldn't help but flash a look of amazement. The derived Sutra of Sanqing is indeed extraordinary, and everything in the world can be derived!

"What the hell is this?" Chitong looked dull and foolish. Although he was very confident in his own defense strength, he really didn't have the confidence to resist such an army attack at the same time.

Mo Ling glanced at the red pupil disdainfully. Seeing the stunned look on the latter's face, he couldn't help sneering and said, "now, feel the taste of death!"

When the voice fell, a thunderous sound suddenly sounded in the world. Hundreds of armored soldiers shouted loudly and trembled in the air. Chariots rolled over Chitong's body and wanted to bury him completely.

Mo Ling raised a evil smile at the corner of his mouth. He wanted to see if this guy's turtle shell could resist the attack of thousands of troops.

Feeling the coldness of the wind, Chitong took a deep breath. He was thinking whether to try it, but if he couldn't get out, he might really die here.

However, the speed of the chariot was so fast that there was no time for him to think more. A breath of terror swept through and oppressed the world.

Chitong's wings incited him and wanted to fly away from this area, but he heard a loud noise. Several chariots stood in front of him. His eyes flashed a sharp color, and his hands beat out at the same time. Two palmprints bombarded the chariot, and the chariot exploded directly.

However, before Chitong could react, several great forces came from behind, making him hum and turn his head angrily. He saw several soldiers standing behind him in a chariot, spearing at his face, trying to take his life.

"Poop." The spear crossed the space, the speed was fast to the extreme, the red pupil's face changed sharply, slightly turned his head, and narrowly avoided the edge of the spear. However, his face was still scratched with blood marks by the sharp spirit, which was painful.

"Bastard!" Chitong scolded in his heart. The anger in his eyes became more and more intense. He no longer hesitated. His body quickly whirled up, condensed the strongest defense form again, and wanted to rush out of the siege first.

"Want to escape?" Mo Ling's eyes were cold, when he didn't exist?

His body shape disappeared directly in place, and the next moment, he appeared above the red pupil body.

When the palm of his hand crossed downward, a terrible sword light came out, cut on Chitong's wings, and burst into brilliant sparks. Although he didn't break the wings, Chitong's body fell quickly. At this time, dozens of chariots roared and crashed Chitong's body out.

"What a pity..." many people immediately felt pity and looked at the figure that was blown away with great sympathy.

Sure enough, he was still too young and naive. Mo Ling had 100 ways to target him and made him have no backhand.

"Ha ha, Mo Ling did a good job." Many strong people in Sanqing fairy Palace are happy and elated. As the first seat, Mo Ling plays the second seat between his hands, which can prove his strength.

On the contrary, the people of the demon family didn't look very good, and they were very depressed. Chitong really shouldn't have said such arrogant words before, so that he angered Mo Ling and ended up here.

"You, admit defeat?" Mo Ling looked at the red pupil trapped in the middle of many chariots and said with a loud voice.

At this time, Chitong was like a trapped animal. He couldn't advance or retreat. Even if he could blow out some chariots, other chariots attacked him immediately. It was impossible to prevent him, so he had to protect himself first.

"Admit defeat!" Soon, a reluctant voice came out.

Mo Ling showed a proud smile on his face, waved his palm, and the chariot and armor soldiers in the void disappeared in an instant. Chitong stood there with an extremely embarrassed face, and his clothes were broken and very miserable.

In fact, he did not suffer any harm. Those attacks were not strong for him, but they kept on making him tired of fighting. If they continued, they would certainly deplete Zhenyuan, so he had to admit defeat.

Songming looks at Chitong. Rao is already detached in his state of mind. At this time, he can't help showing a trace of fluctuation on his face. It's too miserable.

With a light cough, Songming said to Chitong, "you were the second seat before, so this round counts you as a failure in the challenge and disqualification."

The pupil of his eyes was too scared to see if it was the limit of his ability.

"In those days, when Sanqing old man was still alive, although he was the best in the world, he was extremely low-key, did not admire fame and wealth, and took preaching and teaching as his own responsibility. No one in the world admired him. Now, although he was also amazing, he was a little less daring."

A white haired old man in xiangtiangong sighed secretly that he was in the same era as Sanqing old man. At that time, his strength was low and his native place was unknown. He could only look up to the figure of Sanqing old man and take it as his lifelong goal.

Now he is a giant, but his old friend has gone, the fairy palace has declined, and everything is not the same as before.

So far, the first round of the ultimate battle is completely over, eliminating half of Tianjiao.

I saw Song Ming's body flash to the center, glanced at the remaining Tianjiao and said with a smile: "I'm very glad to see your performance. Congratulations, you have successfully passed a round of competition."

"When will the next round begin?" Chu Feng asked directly.

"Now." Song Ming Road.

"Now?" Hearing this, everyone looked stunned. Now start the next round of competition?

"Don't you have a rest on the way?" Asked someone in the crowd.

After a battle, there will be more or less real yuan loss, especially for those who have just finished the battle, at this time, the real yuan in the body is the least.

Mo Ling frowned slightly. He believed that the decision of Huangta must have a purpose, but he also didn't know what the reason was.

"The next battle is not your choice, but my name." Songming spoke slowly, with a meaningful look on his face.

When this remark fell, the crowd immediately showed a very wonderful look on their faces. The rules of the desolate tower are becoming more and more strange. Now it has been changed to the elder to personally name the challenge, which is bound to be affected by many subjective factors. How to ensure the fairness of the ranking?

As if he had guessed what people thought, Song Ming added: "the final ranking is not evaluated by the final battle result, but will integrate the opponent in the battle and the performance in the previous battle. Therefore, you can admit defeat in advance."

"Interesting." Qin Xuan seemed to understand something, and a smile burst into his eyes.

The barren tower is indeed fair enough. Although there are players from five realms in the ultimate battle, the final ranking is not evaluated according to the realm. That's why the last round began to challenge from the low realm. The losers are not allowed to challenge the successful ones, that is, to avoid someone suppressing the opponent by virtue of the realm advantage.

For a time, Qin Xuan, Bu Bu, Chu Feng and others looked at each other and wondered who would become their opponents.