This incident is the Huayun 霄 of the Scorpio, and on the first day of entering the fairyland of Xianyun, he encountered a soul-eating beast of a half-step **** kingdom, which was killed on the spot and even sent the spar in his hand. Not crushed.
You know, he is a super master who is listed as the fifth seed.
Cruel!
This time, the seven-story comparison is extremely cruel to the **** group.
On the first day of the first day, everyone saw the second Mengdu and the fifth Huayun 淼 were killed.
And the two masters, even the chance to crush the crystal is not available.
In contrast, the game of the Yushen group is like a family!
Many of the disciples of the Seven Watches were worried about the genius of the ancestors, fearing that they would follow the footsteps of Huadu and Huayun.
After all, their top gods will fall, and everyone else will be at risk of being killed.
"There are people who have encountered it!"
After Hua Yunqi was killed for half an hour, two images on the square showed that Tian Yunzong’s female monk Yan Fangfei and Tian Yizong’s Yu Bin met in a desert.
Yan Fangfei's ranking is the twenty-fifth. The Tianzhu Zong’s Yu Bin was ranked 17th.
In terms of strength, it is definitely Yu Bin.
Seeing the two meet, Liu Qingyuan and others from Tianyun Zong stood up with all their worries.
However, the result of the showdown was very unexpected. In the case of Zhai Bin’s advantage, he was accidentally killed by Yan Fangfei’s sword, and the crystal was not crushed and was directly killed.
"How could this be, is it really that Tianyun Zong got the air transport blessing?"
Seeing Yan Fangfei killing Yan Bin, Liu Qingyuan showed an incredible look.
"How do I feel that their battle is a bit strange? There is no victory in Ming Ming’s sister!"
Mei Ruoxue is a woman, her mind is more delicate, she thinks things seem awkward.
"If snow, you see it too?"
Liu Qingyuan looked at Mei Ruoxue, who was locked in the brow.
"Yes! I think that Yan Bin seems to be deliberately asking for death." Mei Ruoxue nodded.
"You said this, when I just watched it, I also felt this way."
Si Kongxiang, who looked over, nodded as well. He also felt that things were not normal.
Because in the course of the battle, the weak Yan Fangfei, even has transferred the crystal in his hand.
That is the rhythm to give up, but she suddenly won when she was confused, and even she was puzzled.
"This day, Zongzong, will not be brewing any plot?" Yan Yan said puzzledly.
"I think this is possible. After all, the people of Tianzhuzong are likely to collude with some evil creatures. Maybe they have the spies of the extraterrestrial demon!"
Liu Qingyuan said one sentence, confessing: "Si Kongxiang, Mei Ruoxue, Yan Yan, you are staring at the other three of Tianzhu Zong! If there is an abnormality, immediately tell the elder!"
This matter, after the dust settled.
The seven-piece Dabie’s standings have changed again!
Personal ranking, the first nightingale, 50 points.
Personal ranking, second place Yan Fangfei, points nineteen.
Zongmen ranking, the first Tianyunzong, the score of sixty-nine.
As for other sects and individuals, there is still no change in points.
"Haha! In this matchup of the God Group, I will definitely not bottom out, and maybe even get a very good ranking!"
The current points are very favorable for Tian Yunzong. Liu Qingyuan, who is the leader, feels a lot hard.
Other Tianyun Zong people also have the feeling of raising their eyes.
At the time of the fairy cloud, the remaining thirty-two people finally ushered in the end of the first day.
Just at the edge of the nightingale, paying attention to the most marginal area, gradually swallowed by the strong darkness, he does not want to be eliminated by the darkness, and quickly fled in the opposite direction, has been flying for 50,000 miles, the darkness finally stopped.
“It seems that the chances of everyone’s encounter have increased many times!”
If you count from the surroundings, you will remove 50,000 miles each, and the scope of the fairy cloud will be reduced. The probability of the nightingale meeting people will multiply. When he stops, he releases the ready signal and waits for other people to respond.
However, the fairy cloud, the remaining range, may still be a bit large, the nightingale did not wait for other people's news, he continued on the road.
Continue to go inside the fairyland of Xianyun, about 20,000 miles away, and see a cemetery with a strong vicissitudes.
The cemetery is full of weeds, and there is no breath of life, but there are many radiant artifacts scattered on the ground.
There are feathers, gods, gods, and even kings.
"Is this not an illusion?"
In the sacred cemetery, the king-level artifacts are scattered, which is very confusing.
When the nightingale whispers, the eye of the dragon is opened.
Looking at the eye of the dragon, he found that the light emitted by these artifacts disappeared instantly.
Instead, some rusty copper and iron are rusty.
"It turned out to be a lie. If you greedily walk into this cemetery, I am afraid there is nothing good!"
I saw the nightingale of the scam and turned to prepare immediately.
"Little friends! Can you listen to the old words!"
Just then, in a graveyard in the cemetery, one climbed out of an old-fashioned old man.
The clothes on his body are obviously not the current style, and a black broken sword is inserted in the chest. Although the black sword has been broken, it runs through his chest.
"What are you doing?"
The nightingale turned and looked at the old man with the eye of the dragon.
At first glance, the nightingale was surprised to find that the old man was still alive, and he could not see through it.
"Little friends, can you help the old sword to pull out the old sword?" The old man pointed at the black sword on his chest and asked for a sentence.
"Wang class broken sword? You first talk about who you are!" asked the vigilant night.
The old man's chest is inserted with a king-level broken sword, indicating that he is likely to fight with the **** king, and he can survive with the king of the gods. At the very least, he should be a **** king.
"This is a long story! My name is Xuan Dongqing. I am called the holly god. I am a monk before the three hundred reincarnations. At that time, I was fighting with the Soul Eater and a few extraterrestrial creatures in this area. In the end, we succeeded in making Soul Eater. The beast leader killed and killed the gods outside the king-level domain, but only 30 of them were left. This cemetery was built by my own companion."
The old man Xuan Dongqing said with a sad face.
Waiting for the opening of the nightingale, he continued: "The broken sword in my chest is from the gods outside the king-level domain. It is suppressed by it. I can only survive and survive. I can’t completely recover, and this world has not left. Going to the exit."
"There is such a thing. According to your words, the gods outside the king-level domain are only sealed and not killed?"
The nightingale asked without worry. If there is a god-level demon outside the gods in this fairy cloud, those who participate in Dabi will probably be killed.
In the area of God, in front of the king of God, there is no chance to crush the crystal.