"Boom!"

Looking at the three light columns rising from the sky on the Lingxiao Platform, the many geniuses under the field showed a strong look of astonishment.

The violent and violent wind swept across the table from the table in an effort to sweep across the thousands of troops, and everyone raised their hands to block the storefront.

Except for a few people, they all took a few steps back.

The skill was shocked, Tan Chong, Lin Kun and others also frowned.

Compared with the skills just now, Tan and the others have far surpassed them.

"It seems to be a relatively high-level divine martial art..."

"rumble!"

Above the nine heavens, thunder and lightning intertwined.

The clouds are surging, shaking the sky and the earth.

However, the genius strong men who caused the strange phenomenon at the same time were Li Qingmou of Xigu, Zhao Qi, and Shunhunling Killing Wuhuai.

With thousands of pairs of shocked eyes in the audience, three different illusory pictures appeared almost at the same time on the void.

Above Li Qing's eyes is a beautiful natural ecological scene.

The green and lush mountains and valleys are full of plants and trees, flowers are blooming, bees and butterflies are dancing. The clear stream slowly flows among the stones, and the fish swims at the shallow bottom, showing peace.

"What kind of martial arts is this? How could such a beautiful picture appear?" A confused voice came from the crowd.

"Don't be confused, this martial art belongs to the illusion."

"What?"

"You should observe carefully. The blooming plants, branches and leaves are like sharp blades, the blooming flowers and plants exudes a strange demonic aura, the flying bees and butterflies are exuding murderous aura, and even the swimming fish in the stream feels like a crocodile waiting for the prey..."

"I feel like this after hearing what you said."

...

Among the geniuses here, there are no shortage of sharp-eyed and smart people.

After listening to these people's explanations, everyone suddenly felt a chill on their backs. The seemingly beautiful picture was not as simple as the one seen on the surface.

"What kind of martial arts is this? It's really envious."

In addition to being shocked, everyone's eyes turned to the area above the little overlord Zhao Qi.

Presented above Zhao Qi is a golden mountain with peaks and mountains. The huge peaks are majestic and steep, and they go straight into the sky, like the sacred mountain guarding the heaven and earth.

"Dangdang!"

A melodious bell sound came into everyone's ears clearly. The thick sound was like passing through thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, tracing thousands of years. Such bell sounds seemed to have a great magic power, making everyone's minds faintly blurred.

...

However, the picture above the killer woman, the Soul-Slaying Bell Kills Wuhua, is extremely dark.

It was in the dark night, with storms and storms attacking an ancient city.

Thunder rolled in the sky, wind and rain were like swords. Under the endless destructive rush, the ancient city was shaking and collapsed at any time.

When everyone saw the scene above the sky of Kill Wuhuai, everyone frowned, and anyone could feel a murderous aura that penetrated the five internal organs and penetrated into the bone marrow.

The raindrops all over the sky seemed like a powerful tool to kill people's lives.

"This woman?" Jian Jingsheng's eyes were lightly fixed, and he murmured to himself, "How many people died in her hands?"

Immediately, Qi Jingsheng sneered again, "Hmph, no matter how outstanding you three are, they will never be opponents of Brother Jingchen!"

...

The three pictures above the Lingxiao Platform are like a mirage.

But everyone felt the violent turmoil conveyed from it.

The top-grade divine martial arts obtained by these three people must be better than those of Jingsheng and Tan Chong.

After all, the gap between equal points between divine martial arts of the same level is quite obvious.

“Buzz!”

Soon, the turmoil on the Lingxiao Platform returned to calm, and three extremely shocking scenes disappeared one after another.

Zhao Qi and Li Qingmou, Kazu Wushe opened his eyes at the same time, and after waking up, they were teleported out from the table.

"Huh? I actually woke up with two big beauties at the same time. I'm really destined to do it." The little overlord Zhao Qi pretended to be surprised and had a cheerful smile on his face.

Li Qingmu smiled slightly, nodded politely, and said nothing.

However, killing without mercy directly ignored it, as if it had not been heard of it.

One is as quiet as water, the other is as cold as frost. The feeling of the two women is really a completely different and huge contrast.

Seeing that he was not pleased with smiling faces, Zhao Qi simply stopped making fun of himself and immediately turned his attention to Lingxiaotai.

"Huh? There are two more people?"

Not only was Zhao Qi stunned, but Li Qingmou and Ka Wuhe also showed a hint of surprise.

Li Qing raised his eyes and raised his eyebrows, and his blue eyes were a little confused. If she were just a skill, she would not be surprised. However, the person "Hanchen" had never heard of such a person among all the geniuses.

Zhao Qi rubbed his chin, shook his head and chuckled, "It seems that I need to wait here to see what kind of martial arts these two guys can get!"

Even though Zhao Qi said that, everyone here knew that he was not waiting for two people at all, but only one, that was the ink-splashing pen, which was a skill that shocked the dust.

In Zhao Qi's eyes, Han Chen was not used as an opponent at all, and the rest of the people were the same.

...

Time passed slowly, and everyone fell into anxious waiting.

There were only two people left on the table, and Han Chen had to be noticed by everyone. But this kind of attention was obviously a foil for Qi Jingchen.

In the eyes of everyone, whether it is fame or cultivation, the comparison between the two is like a dozen streets.

Therefore, everyone was basically looking forward to what level of martial arts Ji Jingchen could get. As for Han Chen, there were not many people who were concerned about it.

After all, it’s not that anyone wakes up late, the better the martial arts you get.

Even if Han Chen was the last one to wake up, and he only got a mid-grade martial arts of the divine level, no one would be surprised.

This is the difference between the two.

"Hmph, a group of ignorant guys." Bai Ze wrapped his hands in front of him, feeling very unhappy about the gaze of the crowd around him looking at Han Chen.

Di Xinghu Qiqi opened her eyes wide and said casually, "That ink-splashing pen is indeed very good."

"So what? It's just that my background is better. If Han Chen had the same background conditions as him, he wouldn't have abused him thousands of times."

"Haha, just brag!" Qi Qi covered her mouth and chuckled.

Bai Ze shook his head, but he didn't want to argue with it.

...

Martial arts space.

The endless dark world is not shining at all.

In this area where the line of sight cannot detect, you can only hear a "very scattered" sound. This sound is like the sound of something dragging on the ground.

The object dragging on the ground is nothing other than Han Chen himself.

When he was in the previous level, Han Chen was almost exhausted. However, he did not open the iron door on the left, but chose to continue moving forward.

Han Chen, who had almost no strength, could not move upright, so he could only lie on the ground and crawl slowly.

This is really tired!

Hanchen hadn't felt this kind of fatigue for a long time. He felt that his knees and elbows should be worn out, and the pain and fatigue had already numbed him.

If his vision could recognize it, Han Chen thought that there must be a trace of blood behind him.

There were several times when Han Chen was unable to move forward, thinking about giving up, but he gritted his teeth and persevered.

"You can't lose, you can't lose..."

Han Chen's consciousness is very clear. He will never give up without exerting his last bit of strength.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, a faint red light appeared in front of Han Chen like a glimpse.

This was the only ray of soft light I saw. Han Chen's heart lit up and he looked at the red light in front of him in surprise. It was a beautiful flower, red and very beautiful.

The misty luster lingers around the flowers, swaying and dancing.

Although the light of this beautiful flower is weak, it shines into Han Chen's heart like a ray of holy light, and the almost destroyed hope rises slowly.

"hehe!"

Han Chen smiled, and from the bottom of his heart, as if he had seen hope for victory. "I understand!"

However, just as the momentum of Hanchen was rising, a hand stretched out without any warning in the darkness. It was like a ghost hand from Jiuyou Hell, holding on to the beautiful red flower.
To be continued...