Chapter 840 Melee

In Fengming Valley.

Those who can stand on the eight martial arts platforms today are all the best among the children of various ethnic groups in the Tianhe Star Region, so the battle is very fierce, with roaring sounds one after another, and the people around who come here to watch the battle are feasting their eyes. Loud applause.

After all, it is an opportunity to observe battles among the best of the holy ranks, which is usually not available, and it will be of great benefit to these people's future cultivation.

In less than half an hour, the sound of fighting on the scene gradually disappeared, which also meant that the first round of the competition had already been decided so far.

The competitions that followed were also carried out one after another.

In less than an hour, the first three rounds of competitions were all over

At this time, Zhao Zhutong stood up again, and announced to everyone the situation of the last round of the battle.

This time, he did not start the announcement from the Ganzitai as usual, and he did not speak until after announcing the battle situation of the other seven Yanwutais: "Because the representative of the giant ape clan, Shi Mu, failed to arrive on time, the Ganzitai The other candidate, Fang Zhen, has a bye and will directly advance to the next round of competition."

After finishing speaking, he waved his palm, and the previous jade stick flew out from his sleeve robe, and the golden light scattered on it, revealing the words "Molun Ganzitai" written on it.

As soon as Zhao Zhutong finished speaking, there was a burst of noise around the tiankeng.

"Hey, this Fang Zhen is really lucky!"

"Fang Zhen...why haven't I heard of this name?"

"This kid seems to be from the purple-eyed demon cow clan, which is one of the ancient clans of the Eight Desolations."

"Oh, that Shi Mu belongs to the Mitian Giant Ape Clan. I didn't expect that the former leader of the Eight Desolation has fallen to this point. The people sent by the clan don't even dare to fight."

"That's right, I'm still looking forward to the battle between the descendants of the two descendants of the Desolate Race!"

At the same time, on the viewing platform, the saintess who was covered by a light veil trembled slightly, turned her gaze, and searched around the tiankeng, as if she was looking for something.

Beside him, Zhao Xuanji turned to look at the saint beside him, hesitated for a moment, and said nothing.

A moment later, the saint's beautiful eyes closed suddenly, and a wave of spiritual power immediately emanated from her body, and she searched for the valley.

Zhao Linglong, who was sitting beside her, suddenly stretched out a white palm, and lightly patted the hand of the saint a few times.

The saintess opened her eyes, and a look of disappointment appeared in her beautiful eyes.

At this time, she also noticed that Zhao Linglong's eyes were full of searching, but she just shook her head silently.

At this time, under the ring, Fang Zhen, who was about to take the stage, was eager to try, but he couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

"What are you thinking? You are really lucky, you met Shi Mu, and Shi Mu happened to be away." Shu Youjin slapped him on the shoulder and said.

Only then did Fang Zhen realize that he couldn't help showing a little smile on his face.

But the next second, the smile on his face froze immediately.

His elder brother Fang Ce's voice sounded in his sea of ​​consciousness: "Hmph, to have such shit luck, but if you escaped this round, you won't be so lucky in the next round."

Seeing the change in his expression, Shu Youjin subconsciously shifted his gaze to Fang Ce in the distance, and saw that he was looking at him with a playful face.

"Don't pay attention to him, you'll see for yourself on the stage behind." Shu Youjin reminded in a low voice.

"I know." Fang Zhen took a deep breath, turned sideways, and ignored it.

The last round of battle didn't last too long, and it ended quickly.

Half of the original sixty-four people have been defeated and eliminated, and now there are only thirty-two people left on the viewing platform.

...

At this time, Shi Mu was still flying above a piece of blue sea, sometimes turning his direction, and sometimes staying in place for a while.

The sea below seemed eternal and endless.

Shi Mu's face was calm, but it was Cai'er on the shoulder, her eyes were full of anxiety, she wanted to ask Shi Mu several times, but finally she endured it.

After a while, Shi Mu Feidun's body stopped suddenly, and flew towards the sea area below.

Before Cai'er could ask, a protective light curtain appeared around Shi Mu's body, and he sank into the sea with a "plop".

He quickly dived towards the bottom of the sea, where the sea water is also extremely deep, in the blink of an eye he dived for dozens of miles, but he still didn't reach the bottom.

Shi Mu's eyes flashed, his body stopped suddenly, and he looked forward.

Under the supernatural power of the spiritual eye, I saw dense light spots in front of me, tightly packed together, forming a huge wall of runes.

Behind the light wall, a blurry chaotic light group can be faintly seen.

"It's here!" Seeing this, Shi Mu's eyes flashed with joy.

"Then what are you waiting for, time is running out, hurry up and break this restriction!" Cai'er said, her body flew out, her two sharp claws shone brightly, and grabbed onto the light wall.

"Be careful!" Shi Mu's face changed, and he reminded.

As soon as Cai'er's sharp claws touched the wall of rune light, thick blue electric lights appeared out of thin air, hitting towards Cai'er, easily smashing Cai'er's protective light, and they were about to hit it.

At this moment, a palm came out from behind, grabbed Cai'er's tail, and pulled it back suddenly. At the same time, Shi Mu's body blocked in front of it, and the golden armor of Nine Dragon Lock emerged.

Rumble!

The thick blue electric light hit the Nine Dragons Lock Armor fiercely, and immediately collapsed. Although it didn't hurt Shi Mu, it also knocked him back a few steps.

Cai'er's eyes showed a trace of fear, but fortunately Shi Mu blocked it, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

"Hey, Shitou, don't pull my tail if you pull me, what if I lose my hair?" Cai'er flicked her tail and shouted dissatisfied.

Shi Mu ignored Cai'er, and looked at the light wall in front of him.

He snorted coldly, and didn't intend to waste time thinking about the solution. A golden light flashed in his hand, and the Sky-Shaking Rod emerged.

Carrying endless coercion, the sky-shattering stick hit the light wall fiercely.

Even though the rune light wall has some supernatural powers, how can it block the blow of the sky-shattering stick.

Click!

The wall of light shattered and dissipated, and a chaotic space appeared in front of it.

Shi Mu's eyes flashed suddenly, the golden light in his hand shot up, and he grabbed the void with his palm, sinking into the chaotic space.

With a sound of "stab", a crack opened in the void of chaos.

He flew into the cracks in the space, his eyes blurred, and he appeared in a hazy blue world, a ball of blue light several feet in size appeared in front of him.

There are countless blue runes in the ball of light, forming an extremely complicated magic circle.

"Is this the core restriction?" Cai'er asked.

"The original owner has died, and now this magic weapon is in an unowned state." Shi Mu said.

"Then hurry up and refine this magic circle." Cai'er said.

Shi Mu nodded, waved his hands, and punched out one after another spells, submerging into the blue magic circle.

The blue magic circle suddenly lit up, made a buzzing sound, and started to move slowly.

He frowned, and a shadow flashed in his eyes.

"What's the matter, Stone?" Cai'er asked.

"It's troublesome, this prohibition circle is more complicated than I expected, and it will take at least two or three hours to refine it to the point where it can be initially controlled." Shi Mu said in a deep voice.

Now that the grand ceremony has already started, there is no other way but to refine this restriction and then leave this space.

Shi Mu took a deep breath, and quickly played out one after another spells with both hands, refining the restraining magic circle.

...

In Fengming Valley.

After the first round of competition was over, after a short rest, Zhao Zhutong flew out again.

"The second round of competition will be in the form of melee. The 32 people who won the first round will be divided into eight groups, with four people in each group. They will compete in eight arenas at the same time. Two people in each group can qualify and advance to the second round. Three rounds of competition." Zhao Zhutong raised his voice and said.

Shu Youjin and Fang Zhen looked at each other with a hint of surprise in their eyes.

Neither of them expected that this method would be adopted in the second round of competition.

The rest were also stunned.

"This is the group list of thirty-two people." Zhao Zhutong waved his hand and let out a red light. Condensed into a red light curtain.

Names emerged above the light curtain, and every four people were assigned together.

Shu Youjin and Fang Zhen showed great joy on their faces. Their two names were written together and they were assigned to the same group.

"Brother Shu, we..." Fang Zhen said via voice transmission.

"Needless to say, you and I are friends, so naturally we join forces to fight against the enemy." Shu Youjin smiled faintly.

Fang Zhen nodded, a gleam of joy flashed in his eyes.

The eight groups of people quickly each boarded a ring.

On the arena of Kunzihao, Shu Youjin and Fang Zhen were standing in the corners of the arena. One of the other two was a young man in his twenties, and the other was a big man in black robe.

Both of them were at the late stage of the holy rank, but most of Shu Youjin and Fang Zhen's eyes were on the green armored youth.

There is a pattern in the shape of a turtle shell on this person's green armor, which is the clan emblem of the Pangui clan.

"start!"

Zhao Zhutong let out a low shout, and the eight arenas lit up with light at the same time, forming a square light curtain around the arena, enveloping the arena inside.

As soon as the words were finished, Shu Youjin and Fang Zhen flew out, and each rushed towards one person.

There was a flash of gray light in Shu Youjin's hand, and a gray long sword was released, exuding extremely fierce sword energy, condensed into a giant gray sword shadow, and stabbed towards the young man of the Pangui tribe.

Fang Zhen also took out a purple mace, his whole body turned into a bolt of purple lightning, and rushed towards another big man in black robe.

The face of the young man from the Pangui clan showed a dignified look, and a large piece of water suddenly appeared on his body, and a piece of water-shining armor emerged, which was somewhat similar to Shi Mu's Nine Dragons Locked Gold Armor, but with some more barbs on it , barbs and other things, it is obvious that they can also attack while defending.

A glove appeared on his fist, and he punched out, colliding with Shu Youjin's gray sword light.

Rumble!

There was a loud noise, and Shu Youjin's body was thrown backwards like a kite with a broken string, with blood spurting wildly from his mouth, just in time to hit the big man in black robe.

There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of the Pangui youth.

The opponent is so vulnerable?

When the big man in black robe saw Shu Youjin flying towards him, a sinister smile flashed in his eyes.

A black long sword in his hand shone brightly, and with a sudden sweep, Fang Zhen was shocked back a step, the skin between his brows split open, revealing a dark vertical eye.

A ray of black light shot out from the vertical eye, and then turned into countless black rays of light, piercing towards Shu Youjin, and it was about to smash Shu Youjin's body into a sieve.

At this moment, Shu Youjin's body suddenly twisted flexibly, like a big spirit mouse, dodging the black light, and instantly appeared in front of the big man in black robes, with a sinister smile on his face.