The two stood in their footsteps, and the old man smiled, and his warm eyes seemed to be looking at each other: "Little guys, welcome to the Eastern Pavilion."

The Heavenly Pavilion has a division in every major area of the Central Continent, and Mo Yi and others are in the East Area Branch at this time.

Looking at the old man, his eyes fell on the pure white pupil of the old man, and the familiar feeling came to his heart.

These eyes, which he had also seen in the East China, were the master of these eyes, which helped him a lot.

Then he left his eyes on the middle-aged man on the side of the old man, and his heart was slightly weaker.

The middle-aged man looked cold, and the breath on his body did not fluctuate, as if he did not cultivate with the old man in the slightest.

But Mo Li was keenly aware of the endless terror in the middle-aged man's body.

How strong he is is not what he knows now.

At least it can easily be done.

"This time, the list is better than the last time."

The old man's pure white pupil slowly swept through the forty figures present, as if to guide.

"You stand out from countless geniuses, are the strongest forty geniuses in the East, but the so-called strongest is only one, he will be born between you, I think many of you also for the name of the strongest will come to my throne."

The calm words of the old man stirred up a few flowers in the hearts of the people, the blood began to move abjectly, and the eyes glittered with a dazzling light, and the air seemed to be gradually solidified.

As if satisfied with the reaction, the old man whispered: "Then the forty of you will continue to fight for the last ten seats."

The right hand, like a dead branch, points to the huge arena: "This 'battle field' was specially made for you, and you can fight inside it!"

"As for the rules is very simple, Long Feng Ling will randomly choose two people to fight, the winner will record a victory, and the loser will be a loser."And each of them will be chosen to fight three times, and the two men who have fought will not fight again, and the last ten of the most wins will be the last ten.”

The old man's voice fell, and the people in the room looked at each other, all of whom did not expect that this rule would be so.

“That’s fair...”

Monk murmured.

Mo left a slight nod, from when he came here, the two dragons and phoenix contests were extremely fair.

There is not much to say about the dispute over Xuanye Mountain, and this time the battle is equally fair.

Because the monks' cultivation of the doorway is strange, there are many problems with each other.

The simplest is the five-line phase, which is a problem that every monk must face, so there is not much to say.

There is another situation, such as cultivating the way of tidbits, which is restrained by masculinity, such as flames and thunder.

Cultivating masculinity is very easy to be restrained by monks who cultivate the feminine and gentle together.

The monks who cultivate the feminine and gentle together are the most suitable opponents for the monks who cultivate the treachery and partiality.

Of course, more monks are walking authentic martial arts.

The battle of the Heavenly Pavilion will allow these means to be perfect, even if there is a person who has restrained himself, so that he can not play a real strength, there are two behind, will not be completely eliminated.

Of course, if the luck is too bad, even three encounters with people who restrain themselves, it can't be done.

After all, luck is part of strength.

At the same time, such rules also make the competition for more variables and more room for thinking.

The old man whispered, "It seems that you have all been clear about the rules this time, so let's get started."

Hm!

Above the huge playing field, two golden pillars of light fell.

“I hope you don’t meet your own people.”

Li Motian murmured.

Mo Yi smiled slightly: "The most important thing to worry about this problem should be the people who are wind and lightning."

Among the forty people left at this time, seven left, seven from the League, seven from the Chongzong, six from the Xiahou family, and fourteen people in the wind and thunder pavilion.

That is to say, apart from the four major forces, only six people remain, one of whom is Meng Weiwei.

Therefore, even if Meng Weifan is counted, there are only eight people from this side, which is far from being comparable to the 14 people in the wind and thunder.

Mo centrifugal can not help but sigh, the wind and thunder Pavilion is really the wind and thunder Pavilion, just from this point can be seen how strong the wind thunder Pavilion is.

Hm!

In the eyes of the people's expectations and nervous eyes, the two golden lights on their heads finally fell completely, and the two figures were shrouded.

Mo looked at himself with some surprise, and one of the columns of light fell straight down, and the little Tang fish inside was at a loss.

“This luck...”

Chen Yun shook his head helplessly, and did not expect the first one to play, was Tang Xiaoyu.

The next moment, the figure of Tang Xiaoyu disappeared beside Mo Yi and appeared directly on the playing field.

In front of him, a shadow appeared slowly.

Smiling, he said, “Good luck.”

The man opposite the little fish of Tang was one of the other four forces.

The probability of this is very low.

A little glance at the man opposite the little fish, Mo left is completely relieved.

The realm of the peak of the spiritual government can only be regarded as the bottom of the existence of these 40 people, no matter who meets, the winning rate is not high.

What's more, he is facing the Tang small fish that has broken through to the fourth order of the soul, as long as the small fish does not make mistakes, ten take nine stable.

Above the battle, two figures caught everyone’s attention.

Being watched by so many people, Tang Xiaoyu was a little nervous and looked a little cramped.

The other person is more nervous, looking at the figure of Tang Xiaoyu as the enemy.

He came from a small and small Zongmen, a genius who was rare to see in the gate for thousands of years, and was expected to participate in the Dragon and Feng List.

Originally proud, he was hit by the body after coming here, he really knows what is called Tianjiao, and finally know why he only more than 50 in the original list of Longfeng, the original disappience has completely disappeared.

Being able to survive until now has made him happy.

What he did not expect was that he was the first to be drawn, and the first opponent he faced was the genius of leaving.

He was very careful, and at this time his heart began to curse.

"Don Xiaoyu, be careful to fight the weapons, and start."

The old man swept through the two men, knew the identity of the two, and immediately announced.

The old man's voice fell, the restrained color of the face of the little fish disappeared instantly, the spirit was highly concentrated, and now only Wu was careful in his eyes.

Wu should take a deep breath, since he has come here, even if he eliminates him, he must give it a go.

Blow up!

The breath of the peak of the Lingfu broke out from him, and his figure suddenly turned into a shadow, and rushed to the little fish of Tang.

Tang Xiaoyu stood quietly in the same place, whispering in a voice that only he could hear: "The soul-covered hand!"

The air was suddenly suppressed, and where ordinary people could not see, a huge transparent handprint was rapidly shot from the top of the head of the little fish of Tang.

The feeling of danger in Wu's heart exploded, but he could not find any source of danger.

Until the next moment.

A huge transparent hand appeared in front of his sea of knowledge, and a slap of his hand was slammed on the sea of knowledge that was not too big.

Ah!

Screaming pain, Wu beware of the body pulled out, kneeling on the ground.

He covered his head with his hands on his head, and the corner of his eye had spilled blood.

Out of anger, he finally knew where that sense of danger came from, and the little fish of Tang was spiritual cultivation!

But even if you know how, at this time he was dizzier, his own fighting power has been difficult to play 50%, if you bear the Tang small fish hit, his life may be gone.

In this regard, this is still Don's small fish's merciless, did not continue to shoot him.

"The winner, Don's little fish."

The voice of the old man of the Heavenly Pavilion was indifferent, and the battle between the two was difficult for him to have any mood.

“It’s done.”

Tang Xiaoyu took a small hand at Wu and left the fighting field.

Don Xiaoyu walked briskly and quickly walked away.

Everyone in the field was looking at the back of Tang Xiaoyu, and the danger of Tang Xiaoyu was raised to a level in his heart.

Just because he is a soul.

The mystery of the soul cultivation is unpredictable, making it extremely difficult to be prepared, just like the martial arts just now, and it has not yet been directly defeated without any reaction.

But that is all, although quite afraid of the small fish, but they also have self-confidence is not weaker than him.

“Well done.”

I smiled at the little fish.

Tang Xiaoyu spit a breath and his face returned to his somewhat timid appearance.

But his heart is also quite happy, after all, he first the next city, as long as you win two more can be sure to enter the top ten.

The person who can win three games is only 10 at most, so as long as the three wins are all-in, it will enter the top ten.

Hm!

Two golden pillars of light fell again in the sky, falling in the family of Chikyu and Xiahou respectively.

In the midst of the patriarchy, the shadow of the thorns disappeared.

The people looked at each other, and they did not know who his opponent was.

If it is one of the eight big prides, then some of them will be seen.

In addition, if the two heavens are proud to touch each other, then the probability of everyone meeting them will be less, so this is something that everyone wants to see.

However, what is disappointing to everyone is that the people who are on the scene of Xiahou's family are just an ordinary genius.

He looked at the man lightly: "Abstention, I will not hurt you."

Between words is endless self-confidence.

The student of the Xia Hou family bit his teeth and his eyes changed.

After a moment, he finally sighed and went straight to the fight.

He is not the opponent of Duan Tiande, if he is severely injured, he will be even more hopeless in the next two battles.

The soldiers who do not fight and bend their people's soldiers are the top arrogance.

“Successful enough!”

Hm!

Two golden lights fell, and Meng's extraordinary figure disappeared.

When he opened his eyes, he looked at the man in the middle of the battle.

Let me see where your strength has come.