In this way, the two of them merged their minds, and Ye Qiu cleverly stole Lan Haoyu's memory, gained the cultivation method of the Flying Immortal in the Snowland, and some experiences of Lan Haoyu during the cultivation process.

This is a mysterious process, which is very slow to say, but in fact it is very fast.

When Ye Qiu completely obtained the practice method of Flying Immortal in the Snowland, Lan Haoyu's soul was completely shattered.

There is also a ray of flying immortal light in Ye Qiu's sea of ​​consciousness, which is the result of Lan Haoyu's years of cultivation. Ye Qiu plans to spend time to refine and fuse it, which will be of great benefit to him in the future practicing the flying immortal in the snow.

The number of people on the No. 3 battle is increasing, and as long as you win five consecutive games, you can reach this place. All the visitors are powerful leaders.

Ye Qiu opened his eyes and found that there were more than fifty people on the battlefield, including the Little Heavenly King of the Five Colored Clan, and masters also entered the Nine Yang Holy Academy, but Jiang Xinyue’s whereabouts have not been seen yet.

"You're awake. I just chatted with Yi Nian for a while. She said that there were about 300 people on the No. 2 battle stand. In this way, there are probably hundreds of people on the No. 1 and 2 battle stand."

Yan Luoyu looked at Ye Qiu with gentleness in his eyes.

Ye Qiu got up, Wushuang ran behind him, pulled his sleeve, and had a smile on his little face.

Ye Qiu stroked Wushuang's hair, looked at the people around him, and whispered: "More than a hundred people, they will probably break through the 200 mark, because there are loopholes in the rules on the No. 1 Battle Stage."

Yan Luoyu asked in confusion: "What loophole?"

Ye Qiu smiled and said, "The rules are very clear. Whoever can win five consecutive victories can reach the No. 3 battle stage, but there is no rule in this rule, and the losers cannot continue to play. If all the powerful masters leave and the remaining 100 are relatively weak, they can still continue to play. There will always be lucky people who win five consecutive victories."

Yiming said: "Ye Qiu is right. This is a choice among the dwarfs."

Yan Luoyu said: "In your opinion, there are more than 600 masters in the two battle platforms, and the number of people is definitely greater."

Wushuang poked his head out and whispered: "Some games have casualties, and the number will not be that large."

Yan Luoyu suddenly said, "I forgot this. Now we are going to wait. The more people there are, the more surviving people will be. Of course, the more cruel the battle will be."

Time is losing rapidly, and more and more people are on the No. 3 Battle Station.

Half an hour later, Ye Qiu saw Jiang Xinyue, and then he saw his fellow disciple from Wuji Xing Palace.

"Senior brother, here."

Yan Luoyu waved his hand, and two masters from Wuji Star Palace came over hurriedly.

"It's great that you're fine. The Lord of the Palace is not at ease with you, so I'll send us to protect you both."

Ye Qiu asked, "How many of you guys do you guys?"

A senior brother said, "A group of five people, we two come first, the three of them are still behind."

Another senior brother looked around and frowned and said, "There are a few masters in Jiuzhou."

Yan Luoyu said: "We only saw a dozen Jiuzhou sects on the No. 1 Battle Stage, and there are definitely not many."

Yiming said: "There are at least one or two hundred sects that have entered the ninth level of the Nether Realm in Jiuzhou. I heard that all Jiuzhou Academy has come, and there are many ancient aristocratic sects and major forces in each state, but they are all scattered."

Not far away, Jiang Xinyue and the masters of the Jiuyang Holy Academy gathered together, watching around, with a little anxious expression on his face. He was looking for Qingyun's whereabouts.

There are many people coming from the No. 1 battle platform, such as Wu Tingyu and many feather masters, but there are relatively fewer masters from various sects in Jiuzhou, and Jiang Xinyue almost doesn't recognize them.

At this time, a handsome man with extraordinary talent appeared on the battlefield, attracting the attention of Jiang Xinyue and Yan Luoyu.

"He actually came too, I really didn't expect it."

Yan Luoyu's words made Ye Qiu quite curious and asked, "Do you recognize him?"

Yan Luoyu said: "I have seen him accidentally once. He is the sage son of Mingshan Holy Land and the future lord of Mingshan Holy Land. The last time I saw him, he was only at the fourth level of Wanshou. Now he is at the fifth level of Wanshou. This speed is indeed amazing."

Ye Qiu's face changed slightly. This person turned out to be the saint of Mingshan Holy Land. So isn't he related to Mingshan Holy Lady Wen Xiu?

Thinking of Wenxiu, a beautiful figure appeared in Ye Qiu's mind. Where is she now? Are she doing well?

A senior brother from Wuji Xing Palace said: "There are more than ten Jiuzhou sects on the No. 2 Battle Station, and the number of people should be more than the No. 1 Battle Station."

Yiming said: "That's because most of the masters from Jiuzhou are above the fourth level of Wanshou. Those who are too low are generally unwilling to come because the journey is unpredictable."

Jiang Xinyue waited for a long time and felt more uneasy. She looked at the masters of Jiuzhou present, focusing on those monks below the third level of Wanshou.

In addition to Ye Qiu and Yan Luoyu, there are also some Jiuzhou masters coming from the No. 1 battle stage.

Jiang Xinyue took the initiative to go up and say hello and asked about the situation of the No. 1 Battle Station.

A monk at the third level of Wanshou glanced at Ye Qiu, his face full of embarrassment.

Jiang Xinyue noticed this detail and said in a deep voice: "Don't be afraid of anyone, I have nothing to do with the Nine Yang Holy Academy. Just say something."

The monk hesitated and said, "They fought with Ye Qiu at the No. 1 Battle Platform. Qingyun was captured alive by Ye Qiu, and everyone else died at Ye Qiu's hands."

Jiang Xinyue blurted out: "What! What you said is true?"

The monk nodded slightly and turned sideways and dared not look at Ye Qiu.

Jiang Xinyue was so angry that she trembled all over and rushed straight to Ye Qiu.

"Let Qingyun be released immediately."

Looking at the angry Jiang Xinyue, Ye Qiu provoked: "Why?"

Jiang Xinyue said angrily: "Why are you coming to me and attacking women? What kind of hero are you?"

Ye Qiu smiled and said, "Why, I have become a hero in your eyes?"

Yan Luoyu was stunned. She didn't know about Ye Qiu capturing Qingyun.

Jiang Xinyue glared at Ye Qiu and growled: "Stop talking nonsense, let people go immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."

A senior brother from Wuji Xinggong sneered: "Why are you yelling? Are you afraid of you when you are my junior brother?"

The master of Jiuyang Holy Academy came quickly and stopped Jiang Xinyue to ask why.

Jiang Xinyue pointed at Ye Qiu and said, "He killed Lan Haoyu and other fellow disciples on the No. 1 Battle Stage and captured Qingyun. He must hand it over to me today."

At this time, there were four people in the Nine Yang Holy Academy, including Jiang Xinyue, and they were all very angry after hearing the news.

"Boy, you dare to kill our fellow brothers from the Nine Yang Holy Academy. You are dead today."

The two senior brothers from Wuji Xinggong stood in front of Ye Qiu and shouted: "Stop talking big, who is afraid that your Nine Yang Holy Academy will not be successful?"

Jiang Xinyue stared at Ye Qiu and said angrily: "Did you hear me if you let me go?"

Ye Qiu provoked: "Why should I release someone? I plan to catch them back and warm the bed. If it is not good, I can sell them for a good price..."

Jiang Xinyue roared angrily: "Ye Qiu, you are looking for death!"

Ye Qiu mocked, "I feel heartbroken and angry, so I won't let anyone go. Will you be angry to death?"

This incident has attracted a lot of attention. Jiuyang Holy Academy and Wuji Star Palace are both super forces. If they fight, they will definitely be very interesting.

"Ye Qiu, you'd better let Junior Sister Qingyun go, otherwise you will definitely regret it today."

Jiuyang Holy Academy has a tough attitude, but Ye Qiu doesn't bow his head.

"You want to start a war early, just take action."

Ye Qiu's eyes were provocative. He captured Qingyun just to find an opportunity to get rid of Jiang Xinyue.

At present, on the No. 3 battle stage, the strength of the two sides is not very different. If they really fight, they may have a chance to kill Jiang Xinyue.

Yan Luoyu snorted, "If you have the courage, do it. Do you think we are afraid of you."

The three masters of the Nine Yang Holy Academy looked at her for a few moments and were quite afraid of her existence.

If there is no thought here, the Nine Yang Holy Academy has the advantage in comprehensive combat power, but if there is one thought, the situation will be completely different.

"If you can still survive the melee, we will settle the score with you."

A senior brother from Jiuyang Holy Academy pulled Jiang Xinyue away, and went privately to discuss countermeasures and consider how to rescue Qingyun.

Seeing Jiang Xinyue leaving, Yan Luoyu pulled Ye Qiu and asked Qingyun privately about it.

"Why did you capture her?"

Ye Qiu said: "I could have killed her, but then I thought about it and kept her and could restrain Jiang Xinyue, so I captured her for the time being and was still considering what to do with her in the future."

Yan Luoyu glared at Ye Qiu and snorted: "Don't have any bad thoughts about her, otherwise I'll spare you if I'm not."

Ye Qiu nodded with a smile. His words "warming the bed" were deliberately stimulated Jiang Xinyue, and he had no such thoughts.

Half an hour later, the number of people on the No. 3 battle stage had exceeded 200, and the number of people who appeared in the future was getting smaller and smaller.

Two more senior brothers came to the Flying Star Palace in Wuji Star Palace, and one of the remaining senior brothers is said to be seriously injured and most likely they can't come.

After one stick of incense, the No. 3 Battle Platform suddenly shone, arousing everyone's vigilance.

Wushuang whispered: "The melee is about to begin."

Ye Qiu cheered up and said to the people around him: "Listen to my order later."

The four senior brothers and Yan Luoyu in Feixing Palace nodded in unison, and the female nun of Shengyin Temple and the two senior sisters also nodded gently.

At present, Ye Qiu and his party have ten people, including Wushuang.

The three people in Shengyin Temple are all above the fourth level of Wanshou, six people in the Flying Star Palace, and the four senior brothers are all amazing in combat.

Unparalleled combat power can be ignored, but instead becomes a burden and the most susceptible target to be hunted on the melee.

Battle Station No. 3 was glowing, and the rules were once again revealed in front of everyone. There was a rune light rising from the ground, covering everyone, and counting the number of people began.

There were 212 people, which was the total number of people on the No. 3 Battle Station. According to the rules of the melee, only twenty-one people could survive in the end.

Everyone was in a heavy mood. They didn’t feel it when they were waiting before, but now they realized the cruelty in it when they really faced it.

With a loud bang, the rune light shrouded on everyone's body suddenly dissipated, and immediately a master of the feather tribe roared.

"The melee has begun!"

This was like a fuse. The masters of Jiuzhou quickly retreated, while the masters of the four major feather tribes on the Fantasy Feather Continent rushed in. These were two completely different attitudes.
Chapter completed!