Chapter 410 Divine Fire Arrow!
"Go, Ghost Dragon!" the man in black robe ordered.
The thin man in black, who was full of ghostly aura, slowly flew forward.
His figure twisted in the air until he disappeared.
In the void plane, the ghost dragon quickly approached the guard of the divine beasts.
"Commander Long, as expected, the lord's barrier also encompasses the void plane." Guilong said.
"Everything is going according to plan." The man in black robe said.
The ghost dragon speeded up in the void plane, and its body was like a black meteor rushing towards the barrier of the void plane.
"Bang!!"
The ghost dragon hit the barrier like a black meteor, and the surface was dented like a balloon.
"Broken!" Ghost Dragon roared.
A hole immediately appeared in the barrier, and the ghost dragon rushed into the barrier.
Entering the sky above the sect, it emerged from the void plane to the real plane.
"The guardian barrier is nothing more than this." Ghost Dragon laughed evilly, and immediately his figure floated into the mountains of the sect like a ghost.
at the same time.
In the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, in the Formation Hall, a disciple suddenly opened his eyes, his face changed, and he said: "There is an intruder from a foreign enemy!" The
Formation Hall immediately became agitated.
A senior disciple of the enchantment hall asked: "Have you found out where it is?"
"The northwest corner of the enchantment, the location of the break-in is the ancient Tallin, and the target is one person!" said the disciple who detected the invasion of the foreign enemy.
The senior brother of the Formation Hall said: "Immediately notify the disciples of the Demon-Subduing Hall and the Intelligence Hall to investigate." "
Yes!" A disciple responded.
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"I have kept you disciples waiting for a long time. I am Xuan Kun, the master of the first Dragon Subduing Hall in the Nine Islands of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, and the host of this sect."
A tall, middle-aged man with white temples stood on the highest stage holding a Nine-Dragon Zen Staff, his piercing eyes scanning all the disciples in the audience.
"The competition between the sects is divided into victory and defeat!"
"Those who have been called, please perform the martial arts stage."
"I announce that the sect competition will begin now!"
Following the words of Xuan Kun, the master of the first Dragon Subduing Hall When it fell, the disciples below were boiling.
Except for the players participating in the competition, the stands were almost entirely filled with aboriginal disciples of the sect.
The cheers grew louder and louder, bringing the atmosphere of the sect competition to its peak.
On the presiding stage, the chief disciple of Jianglong Hall took out two bamboo tubes filled with numbered sticks and shook them with both hands at the same time. The two sticks fell on the table. He picked up the sticks and shouted loudly to the preparation areas of the halls below. He shouted: "No. 321 vs. No. 78, disciples, please prepare."
Soon, two disciples walked onto the martial arts stage.
The two disciples are both players, one is from the Material Hall and the other is from the Cultivation Tower.
Both of them know that the other is a player, and they also understand that when they go to the competition stage, they can compete with each other and decide whether to live or die.
Sect competition is a way for players to eliminate each other.
The first Master Xuan Kun did not read any rules, which meant that there were no rules for the sect competition.
Yeah, not even a barrier.
Although the martial arts arena is large, if there are any skills that cause large-scale damage, they can spread to the stands in minutes and injure the disciples of the sect.
The lives of those aboriginal disciples are no longer life.
The battle between the two was about to break out, and neither side held back anything. They used their killing moves as soon as they met, attacking vital points and killing each other with their swords.
After more than a dozen rounds, accompanied by a scream, the disciples in the training tower spurted blood and flew backwards. They hit the stands and fainted on the spot. Their life or death was uncertain.
"Number 321 wins, next group!" the chief disciple shouted.
Continuing to draw numbers, another group of players entered the martial arts stage. The audience of sect disciples on the stage was still enthusiastic.
"Elder brother, if we lose, can we hang up the white cloth and surrender?" Wang Zhitao asked weakly. He felt that the competition stage was full of players, and fighting to the death would be too cruel. Since it was a competition, surrender should be said. .
Senior Brother Guo Gang snorted coldly, pointed at a female disciple holding a sign and wearing a cool long skirt beside the competition stage and said, "Can't you see such big words?" Wang Zhitao then looked at
the bunny girl... Oh, no, it was a woman dressed coolly holding a sign above her head: "Win or lose, surrender is prohibited!" The
other two disciples also sighed. In fact, they were not very willing to fight.
In their view, the sect competition is a 50% elimination match. If surrender is prohibited, then the fight will only end until the winner is determined. The winner is not just a verbal saying that you win and I lose. To put it simply, the winner must be declared when the disciple, the host of the competition, and the master judge unanimously agree that the loser has no ability to fight.
However, the losing party has no fighting ability, and there are only two situations: fainting or death!
It is not feasible to use opportunistic tricks and smooth talk to obscure the outcome of the competition. In this way, the competition arena becomes a arena that is divided into life and death and superiority.
If you don't fight with all your strength, you will end up dead or disabled.
So most of these players are praying that they can meet a weak opponent.
Soon another group of members decided the winner. One of the players had his head cut off and died on the spot. The winner was not much better, losing an arm, and the victory was quite tragic.
Seeing such a brutal duel, many players began to retreat.
Wang Zhitao was one of them. He asked again: "Senior brother, can I participate in the sect competition next time?"
Senior brother Guo Gang's eyes flashed sharply, and he said with a serious expression: "The sect has regulations. Anyone who does not participate in conferences, ceremonies, sect competitions, or sect trials will not be reported in advance or specially approved. All disciples must Participate actively, and those who violate the rules will be punished by the Discipline Hall. In minor cases, their hand tendons and hamstrings will be cut off, and their cultivation will be destroyed and expelled from the lower world. In serious cases, they may be raised to raise mythical beasts!" After hearing this, several disciples' expressions changed greatly. Unexpectedly
, The punishment for not participating in sect activities is so severe.
"Are you responsible for feeding the sacred beasts?" A disciple next to Wang Zhitao raised his hand and asked.
Guo Gang laughed coldly, his expression laughing at the ignorance of these disciples.
"Idiot, I'm using you to feed the mythical beast!" Tang Qianlu said.
When the disciple heard this, his face turned dark.
"It seems that it's impossible to take advantage of the opportunity to escape. We can only wait and see after winning a game." Li Ran thought to himself.
The players participating in the sect trial are of varying strengths.
Except for their group of intruders who entered from the Dark Sea on the Hurricane, the average number of copies of other players was about 20. Li Ran glanced at it and saw that there were more than 90,000 players with high strength and more than 90,000 players with low strength. Only fifty or sixty thousand.
A large gap means there is little suspense about victory or defeat.
"I don’t know how many players entered Senluo Ruins this time. As far as I can see, there are more than a hundred people participating in the sect competition. There are also some players who did not participate, and players who may have died due to failed missions before. , I'm afraid there are at least five hundred players, or even more."
"There is more than just the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect in Senluo Ruins. Are there other forces, other secret realms, and realms in the lower realm? Are there other players there? The lower realm or somewhere else?"
How huge is the copy of Senluo Ruins?
I'm afraid this question can only be understood in the lower realms.
In addition to carrying the sacred beasts of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, Li Ran once saw the ribs of a giant beast that towered into the clouds in a forest basin.
Is there still a huge divine beast like Danghu in Senluo Ruins?
If this is the case, the size of Senluo Ruins may exceed any previous copy.
It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a planet.
When Li Ran saw the terrifying rule world of Senluo Ruins on the Dark Sea, he had the feeling of looking at the Blue Star in the distance, indicating that its size was far beyond imagination.
Is the Myriad Tribulations dungeon a planet dungeon?
What kind of creature is the giant earth squid seen in the dark sea?
Is the Ruins of Senluo a masterless world or a rule world of some terrifying existence?
If this is a world with a master, how strong is its master?
Will he be the one who kills me?
Many questions emerged in Li Ran's mind.
"Congratulations to Junior Brother Tang. It's very easy to win. Not bad. I will recommend you to the master. Baicao Hall will focus on cultivating Junior Brother Tang." While Li Ran was thinking a lot,
Tang Qianlu, who was dressed in disguise, had already completed the battle and won ten points. Easily, her opponent was thrown into the audience by her Wutian Ling, and immediately lost his fighting power.
"Thank you, Senior Brother." Tang Qianlu replied and sat next to Li Ran.
After another two groups went up to compete, the chief disciple of Jianglong Hall finally read out Li Ran's ticket number.
"No. 108 versus No. 36."
Guo Gang walked up to Li Ran, patted his shoulder and said, "Junior brother Li, my master and I are optimistic about you and come back with good results."
Li Ran nodded. , put his thoughts back, adjusted the Luna mask on his face, and then strode towards the martial arts stage.
The martial arts stage is very huge, about the size of a football field.
The purpose is also to allow players to show more possibilities and freedom in their competitions.
The ground is also made of special stone, and it is even difficult for ordinary skills to cause damage to the ground.
Li Ran was the first to stand on the stage, and his opponent was a player from King Kong Hall.
Dressed in white, elegant and elegant, holding a fan in hand, Ling Feng stood proudly in Taichung, showing elegance and nobility in his every move.
As soon as this person came on the stage, many female disciples in the preparation area and the stands immediately started screaming.
"Bai Jingyu, Bai Jingyu!"
"Moshang is like jade, the young master is unparalleled in the world, Mr. Bai, ahhhhhh!!"
Seeing the exaggerated shouts of the aboriginal female disciple behind his opponent, Li Ran's toes were almost touching the floor tiles. A house was dug out.
Digging and digging in the big ring.
"I have to win, otherwise I'll be sorry for the cheerleaders who cheered for me, right?" Bai Jingyu slapped his Xiaoyao fan forward fiercely, and a gust of green wind rose from the ground and quickly turned into two green wind dragons that surrounded him. .
This move was both handsome and elegant, and his temperament exploded, causing the aboriginal female disciples in the stands to scream.
"Are all aborigines so humane now?" Li Ran said speechlessly.
Fortunately, the female players in the preparation area are not so mentally retarded.
I don't think a female player who can go through twenty dungeons would be this kind of infatuated.
I have to say that the aboriginal atmosphere group was very successful.
"Your force value is not low, it should be 90,000. Among the 1,000 players this time, your strength is considered to be above average. But you will still lose if you meet me, because before the sect competition, I completed a mission, which happened to increase my guile power to one hundred thousand." "
One hundred thousand guile power is an insurmountable barrier for many players. This means that I have already stepped into the ranks of world lords. What do you want to follow me? Fight!" Bai Jingyu said arrogantly.
Li Ran was slightly stunned, no wonder he couldn't see the opponent's guile value.
"One hundred thousand sly powers, then you are quite powerful. Once you get the dungeon, you can become the Realm Master." Li Ran said calmly.
He slowly took out a bow, held the bow with both hands, and took out an arrow from the storage space, and said unhurriedly: "But you talk too much."
After saying that, Li Ran put the feather arrow on the bow and pulled the bowstring.
"Zheng~!"
The bow and arrow made a sound like the low roar of a beast, and the arrow turned into a flaming meteor and shot away quickly.
"It's strange, what's going on with this strength? With a slight pull, the strength feels much greater than the Sunset Divine Bow. I have to study how to suppress the strength a little. If you are too high-profile, you will die quickly." Li Ran was afraid of being too high-profile in the competition. Attract the attention of enemies lurking in the shadows.
Facing Li Ran's attack, Bai Jingyu smiled disdainfully and said, "Boy, you look down on people too much. Do you want to defeat me with just one burst of arrows?
" , the two wind dragons swimming around him immediately flew towards the fire, rain, meteors and arrows.
That arrow with sporadic firelight was as fragile as a mantis trying to use a chariot in front of the two intertwined dragons.
The two wind dragons can easily destroy the flaming meteor arrows, destroying the opponent together with their devastating power.
Soon, the entangled twin wind dragons collided with the flaming meteor arrows.
"Who wants to test my epic skill of Double Dragons Playing with Pearls with you?" Bai Jingyu smiled disdainfully. He released the lethal epic skill as soon as he came on stage. He just wanted to fight quickly to avoid long nights and endless dreams.
What's ridiculous is that his opponent doesn't seem to be very familiar with the bow and arrow. After shooting an arrow, he fiddles with the bow and arrow on the spot, and even uses low-level skills to test it.
It's absolutely ridiculous!
His double dragon trick will tear this kid apart!
The two wind dragons whistling past were like two giant dragons crossing the border with a destructive force, tearing everything in their path into pieces, as if even the air was being swallowed and torn apart.
Compared with the divine fire arrow shot by Li Ran, it was the difference between a mad dragon and a little loach, losing a lot in terms of strength and momentum.
The disciples in the preparation area and the audience also felt that this was already a battle without any suspense.
The senior brother below the ring also frowned. Seeing Li Ran playing with the bow and arrow after shooting a painless arrow, his face instantly darkened. He thought to himself: "I'm afraid the master may have made a mistake."
Wang Zhitao and his two disciples looked worried.
"Our closed disciples are not familiar with the new equipment, so why are they still trying to make ends meet?"
Wang Zhitao also felt the same way.
"He's just cramming!" Tang Qianlu said with a smile.
She finally figured it out. Li Ran was holding a new piece of equipment, and he was obviously not familiar with the control of power. Tang Qianlu smiled faintly and said to herself: "If I
hadn't seen your strength, I would have thought you were playing." "
Hisssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!"
The shrill sound was like the sound of chalk accidentally scratching across a blackboard, amplified hundreds of times.
All the disciples in the audience and preparation area also covered their ears and opened their mouths to resist the harsh and sharp sound.
"What's going on?" Bai Jingyu looked doubtfully at the area where the two forces collided.
When he saw the flaming arrow tearing apart the two wind dragons crazily, his expression instantly froze.
A low-level flaming arrow was tearing apart the two wind dragons like a broken bamboo. The harsh and loud noise was the friction sound of the arrow tearing apart the wind dragon.
The arrows pierced into the bodies of the two intertwined wind dragons unstoppably, tearing the wind dragons apart like rags like a sword breaking through green bamboo, while the flaming arrows penetrated the wind dragons with undiminished speed and headed towards them. Bai Jingyu attacked as fast as a flaming meteor.
Seeing this scene, Bai Jingyu's expression changed drastically.
He did not expect that his epic skill would be as fragile as window paper in front of a low-level explosive arrow from the opponent.
He panicked for a moment, and quickly swiped Xiaoyao Fan in front of him, and a huge wall of wind instantly rose from the ground.
But the flaming arrow ignored the rising wind wall, penetrated through, and struck in front of Bai Jingyu like lightning.
At that moment, time seemed to have frozen. Bai Jingyu looked at the flaming arrows that penetrated the wind wall and reached his eyes in disbelief. Only then did he see clearly that the flaming arrows were very different from ordinary flaming arrows.
The head end of the entire arrow flashes with a golden-red flame. The flame wraps the entire arrow, and the red flame burns on the periphery. The entire arrow including the arrowhead is indeed golden, especially the golden light on the arrowhead, which seems to contain something. Such a terrifying force.
Only then did he realize that the arrow Li Ran shot was not a test at all, nor was it a so-called low-level skill, but a skill with great lethality.
Li Ran didn't intend to do any testing when he came on stage, and he decided to make a quick decision!
What's ridiculous is that he actually thought it was a test and a low-level skill.
When the golden light on the arrowhead exploded in front of Bai Jingyu, and his eyes were instantly engulfed in white light, he knew that he was dead!
"Boom!!!"
A fierce white light flashed on the competition stage, taking away everyone's vision in an instant.
Then a heat wave swept over the preparation area and auditorium.
Everyone just felt as if they were in a furnace or in a hot desert.
They couldn't see anything, and their ears were filled with panicked screams and the sound of flames spreading and burning.
Until the heat wave gradually subsided and the sound of the flames gradually became silent.
Everyone on the field gradually opened their eyes.
"This... this is..."
The eyes of the sect disciples in the audience were as wide as bells.
On the competition stage, a blazing white flame cloud remained in the sky above the competition stage, and the traces and outlines of the mushroom cloud formed by the flames could be vaguely seen.
"What's going on? A nuclear bomb? Do you want to be so exaggerated?" A player stood up from the preparation area in shock, the terrifying mushroom cloud flames reflected in his pupils.
"Where is Bai Jingyu?"
At this time, the disciples of the Diamond Hall in the audience discovered that Bai Jingyu had disappeared.
Bai Jingyu disappeared from the ring!
"Wow!!!"
The disciples of the sect suddenly realized something.
"Is this vaporization?" A female player said in disbelief.
"Vaporization!!"
For a moment, these two words swept the entire competition field.
What is this concept?
Did that arrow have the power of a nuclear bomb? A person actually vaporized alive!
On the presiding stage, the first Master Xuan Kun and the chief disciple were also stunned.
Until a broken Xiaoyao fan fell on the stage like falling leaves.
The chief disciple shouted in a daze: "Number 108... wins... wins!!"
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