Xianxia Farm

() An uproar erupted again from the stands. I didn't expect a disciple of the star point to fight a sixth-level Concentrated God so miserably. Although this Concentrated God disciple won the final victory, at least it needs After a period of nurturing, the great training time was delayed in this way.

Qin Aoxue looked at the bloody young man on the ring, the coldness on his face gradually turned into frost, leaping down from the stands like a fairy who had been relegated to the mortal world.

"You can't control yourself! With that level, you still dare to go to the arena with Senior Brother Ding. This time, you will die for nothing!" The disciple of Chongjian Peak looked at the arena gloatingly. At this time, only the victorious Ding Ruoping was on the arena. Standing there all the time, not moving at all.

"Hey! Such a monstrous genius disciple, finally died?!" Many disciples in the stands let out a long sigh like this.

puff!

Suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out from the bloody boy's mouth, and then the boy's scarred body began to twitch irregularly.

Lin Yifan's bloody tender flesh was directly exposed to the air as if his skin had been peeled off. Enduring the pain in his body, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then stood up unsteadily.He looked at Ding Ruoping's pale face, and the corners of his mouth grinned slightly in convulsions, obviously he was very happy at this moment.

"This. What's going on?!" Many disciples in the stands were once again shocked. They found that the sum of the past few years was not as shocking as what happened today.

The top genius disciples of Peak 72 were still standing at the end of the stand, but their frowning at this time clearly showed that they didn't know what the result would be like.

"Quick, hurry up!" The disciples of Chongjian Peak looked at the arena and began to shout crazily. They looked at the pale-faced Ding Ruoping with unstoppable eagerness in their eyes, and hoped that Zhang Heng could quickly attack. The shot ends that horrifying bloody body.

The leaping body of Qin Aoxue, who seemed to be relegated to the mortal world, landed directly on the ring, and the eyes of the audience were stunned. They never expected that the result would be such a big reversal.

One must know that in this arena of life and death, only one party dies, and outsiders can enter the arena. At this time, since the ice beauty landed on the arena, it is obvious that the result has been achieved, but it is also unbelievable.

The gazes of many disciples looking at the ring were full of disbelief, who would have thought that the one who died so strangely and strangely in the end was the fierce and messy Ding Ruoping.The young man who should have died stood on the ring covered in blood.

"Junior Brother Fan, alive! That's great!"

More than a dozen Qingxuanfeng disciples shouted like a tide, and a faint blush gradually rose on the slightly green faces of each of them.At this moment, their gazes looking at the arena were filled with sparks of hope!

How can this be?The few talented disciples behind the stands frowned more and more tightly!

A black figure rose from the end of the stand, passed through the entire stand, and finally landed on the pale-faced body above the ring, stretching out a hand to touch the standing body.

"If you don't want to die, stop your hand!"

A cold voice sounded in Soi Ying's ear, Lin Yifan looked at Ding Ruoping, there was a hint of coldness in his pained eyes, which made the latter dare not look directly.

When Ding Ruoping looked at the startling face in front of him, he couldn't help but change his expression, and his body involuntarily took a step back. It was such a step that vividly expressed the little fear in his heart.

"Hmph, what a big breath!"

But in an instant, Ding Ruoping came back to his senses. He looked at Lin Yifan and let out a cold snort. He is at the ninth level of Concentration, and he is about to achieve half a step of controlling energy. What can this young man who is injured at this time do?

Facing the provocation in Ding Ruoping's words, Lin Yifan chose to ignore it, and then turned his head to look at Qin Aoxue beside him. On his face, a touch of warmth gradually emerged and spread.

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The much-anticipated life-and-death arena finally came to an end with the miraculous final victory of Qingxuan Peak's star-pointing disciple, but the entire 72 peaks of the inner sect were still immersed in the unequal fierce battle before. , This match made many people amazed.

Zhang Heng's sixth-level Concentration of God, coupled with the practice of Huang Jie's swordsmanship, body skills, and the final Houtu Zhenshan Fist, is almost comparable to the existence of the ninth-level Concentration of God, but no one can imagine that he has such an existence. He was strong, but in the end he died in the hands of Lin Yifan, who was tightly focused on the star realm.

This kind of result made people sigh secretly, no wonder in the recent rumors, this Lin Yifan is also the one who can directly confront the number one disciple of Jushen of the Epee Sword Peak.

Although Na Ding Ruoping was somewhat unacceptable to the final result, after all, the person he sent to send the battle post was challenged face to face.However, he is not an idiot after all, this is within the mountain gate, there is some relative fairness, the latter will not care about his status as No. If you want to do something, you can only get the competition in half a year!

At this time, Qingxuan Peak.

Lin Yifan lay quietly on the bed, a faint light of life radiated from his body, the death map on the inner wall of the Cauldron of Transforming Death and Reincarnation in his body usually rotated dozens, even thousands of revolutions per second, but at this time it was slowly turning like a snail. Squirming, wisps of death force were slowly withdrawn from the seriously injured body around the dantian, and were sucked into the death map.

The rebirth map on the outer wall is rotating rapidly, extracting the aura absorbed by the body, transforming it into vitality and integrating it into the operation of the overlord body. However, at this time, the broken body cannot absorb the aura on a large scale, so that the speed of the rebirth map No matter how fast it is, only a small amount of vitality can be generated.

There was a helpless wry smile on the corner of his mouth.At the last moment of the arena of life and death, all the power of death contained in the death map in the body poured out, so that the suction of the death map at this time was pitifully fragile.

Fortunately, he still has a farm. He is the unlucky guy in the small black room at this time, and there is no real energy in their bodies that can be drawn.However, he can manipulate the farm to send the three-color spiritual rice directly into the dantian, so that the huge spiritual energy generated by the three-color spiritual rice can be directly absorbed by the cauldron of transformation and reincarnation. In this way, the body's tolerance to the huge spiritual energy can be reduced force.

At this moment, the jade book integrated into the sea of ​​Dao consciousness shook slightly, and a message was sent out.

"Challenge, the 860 three challenge you, please enter the soul building space within three days, those who fail to meet the deadline will automatically be judged as a failure!"

Lin Yifan's helpless wry smile gradually disappeared. Since his body can't cultivate, why didn't he enter the soul-building space to practice the soul-building scriptures? Those who have entered the ninth level of Concentration of God are even a thousand times more powerful than those who have reached the ninth level of Concentration of God!

He ordered Xiaotian to send grains of three-color spiritual rice into the dantian under the control of the farm. As for the Overlord Body and Death Transformation Reincarnation Cauldron, they could also operate automatically.

Lin Yifan restrained his mind, his consciousness sank into his spiritual body.