Chapter 372: Fighting for One Minute and Twenty Seconds, He Passed Away Peacefully (1/2)

The group of death!

Yuanchu Mountain's allocation of teams is random. Therefore, the allocation of teams by drawing lots depends more on God's will.

In the eyes of Chi Chengkong and others, their team was assigned to the death group.

"Blue Star...are we the only team left?"

This is what Fang Che focuses on.

The Pojun University team is led by Yang Yu, and the Federation University team is led by Reg...

Now, according to the lottery, it seems that the only Blue Star team left is their Xiaju University team.

Chi Chengkong and others finally reacted, breathed a sigh of relief, and regained some balance.

"Indeed, of the three Blue Star teams, we are the only ones left. The other groups are the Tian group and the Xuan group. There will probably be other teams from the Demon Spirit Tribe or the Dragon Blood Tribe."

Chi Chengkong said.

It is even said that the Colorful Butterfly Clan and the Flying Wing Clan teams in the Earth Group have something to offer.

Because they, a race from the Paradise Paradise, only had one small team participating in the competition, but they were able to survive to the semi-finals. There was no doubt that they were the best of the best.

The Colorful Butterfly Clan and the Feiyi Clan are considered to be strong teams, and they have high hopes. They hope that they can show their prominence in this battle of the Prodigies of the Hundred Clans, and even obtain the inheritance of the relics of the Holy Land in the early Yuan Dynasty, so that the Caidie Clan and the Feiyi Clan can The racial status of the clan has been improved in the fairy world!

"But no matter what, the difficulty of the earth group... is definitely not low. Even the Colorful Butterfly Clan and the Flying Wing Clan are teams that cannot be underestimated."

As the prince of the Chi family in the imperial capital, Chi Chengkong still has a lot of say.

Fang Che stretched out and entered the semi-finals. After a short rest, Fang Che was not polite. His bones crackled and he let himself relax a little.

"The rules of the semi-finals require that six groups of six-level immortal sects must gather together to advance to the finals...and each group has only six teams...This means that if you want to advance to the finals, you must choose from each group. Stand out and take down the other teams.”

Fang Che took out a breath and said in a deep voice.

"If we follow this rule, the competition will definitely be very fierce. Other teams also know this. There is definitely no hope for a weak team against a strong team, but...the weak team must also be thinking of struggling..."

"Perhaps we will seek cooperation with teams that are not too strong, and then fight against strong teams to find the possibility of breaking through the cracks."

Fang Che put himself on the weaker team's side, thought carefully, and analyzed.

"Are we considered a strong team?"

Fang Che looked at Chi Chengkong and others and asked.

“What would be our situation if we made it to the semifinals?”

Chi Chengkong and the others looked at each other in confusion. It had to be said that they really couldn't judge the situation.

"Probably... not the strongest team, right? After all, there are the Dragon Blood Clan and the White Demon Clan, and they are definitely not weak!"

"At least, in the sequence ranking of Origin Xianmen Continent, it is higher than Blue Star."

Su Can said that as Su Muchian's brother, this fairy-like girl had a great impression on Fang Che during the trial.

"Let's not talk about the conclusion for now. After we enter the finals, we just need to be prepared to deal with all threats."

"Old rules, just ensure your own safety, and leave the rest... to me."

Fang Che said.

He is used to pushing horizontally, and he also likes the feeling of pushing everything horizontally through his own efforts.

Of course, Fang Che also felt that he had the strength to do this.

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Mountain in the early Yuan Dynasty.

A large flat in the middle of the mountain.

One after another, figures teleported out and landed on the large ping. These were the geniuses of various races who had been eliminated from the group battle.

At this moment, many people's eyes were still flashing with confusion.

When the last teammate was defeated and Reg had no teammates left, he became the naked captain. With only one person left, it meant the failure of the team battle.

Although Reg was not dead, he was teleported out of the battlefield.

"grass!"

too difficult.

Although Reg has broken through to the Nascent Soul realm, and his own cultivation is strong, he can withstand it...

But his teammates couldn't keep up.

After only two rounds, his teammates died and he was no longer qualified to continue fighting.

"Fortunately, I did not die in the team battle and am still eligible to participate in the individual battle."

Reg comforted himself in this way.

In the distance, Yang Yu was holding a knife with an extremely cold face.

He and his team were also eliminated.

There is no way around this.

The group battle was more difficult than they imagined. Although it was a bit of a test of luck, after all, each team encountered a different team of ancient monks.

But... if you encounter a weak one, you have a chance to win for nothing, and the situation will naturally be very different.

"Fang Che's team hasn't been eliminated yet, so it should be advanced to the semi-finals."

Leige and Yang Yu got together, and the monks from Blue Star gathered together.

Reg quickly became surprised, and there was a strange color in his eyes.

"No, not a single member of Fang Che's team was eliminated?"

"This...could it be that everyone in Fang Che's team advanced to the semi-finals?"

Reg took a breath.

What's going on?

However, Reg soon figured out why.

"Fang Che... This is so overbearing. He must have killed the entire team by himself. When he killed all the ancient monks, that would naturally be the greatest protection for his teammates."

Reg bared his teeth.

His teammates looked over, and Reg suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"What are you looking at... I'm weak, I can't take you flying, okay?"

Reg was very sad and angry.

Look at the gap between his teammates. Could it be that these people really expected him to lead them all alone?

It’s a pity that he can’t do much!

There was a commotion on the large platform soon. Everyone raised their heads and looked at the three light curtains that suddenly appeared in the sky.

The light curtain reflected the performance of the three groups on the field after the semifinals started.

Reg was looking for Fang Che's team.

When I saw Fang Che's team, it turned out that no one had been eliminated.

Reg was immediately speechless.

He also wants to lie down...

If I had known earlier, I would have licked my face and joined Fang Che's team.

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The break in the semi-finals was not too long.

When time passes.

The phantom of the Holy Mountain at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty was projected down, the space shook, and was torn apart by the tyrannical force.

The teleportation array once again lit up from under everyone's feet, shrouding the entire team and teleporting away.

An illusion that seems to tear the body apart pervades everyone's mind.

When the tearing feeling of this transmission disappears.

Everyone on the Xiaju University Team felt a unique aura coming towards their faces.

"Primitive forest? Such thick and big ancient trees!"

Everyone was slightly shocked when they saw the environment in front of them clearly.

"This is a projection of the scene from the heyday of the Immortal Sect. It is similar to an illusion. It takes us back to the ancient times, but in fact... everything is false."

Chi Chengkong said that his blue and white divine eyes have the ability to see through all illusions.

Although he couldn't see through this illusion, he could vaguely see that it was unreal, so he said this.

Fang Che didn't dwell on this.

"In other words, the semi-finals will be held in this forest. What we have to do... is to find other teams and snatch the origin of the sixth-order immortal sect from them. We must gather six groups to advance to the finals."

"Strictly speaking, one team from each group will win and advance to the finals..."

Fang Che said.

Chi Chengkong and others were stunned for a moment and looked over in confusion, confusion flashing in their eyes: "Isn't this common sense?"

Fang Che smiled, with a gleam in his eyes: "But have you ever thought about... what if some teams that are not strong enough, or have no hope of advancing to the finals, choose to refine the origin of the sixth-level immortal sect?"

"That is the origin of the sixth-level immortal sect. Each group is extremely precious and valuable... If it can be refined, even if it cannot advance to the finals, it will be nothing to some teams."

The words are finished.

The expressions of Chi Chengkong, Quanzhen, Su Can and others all changed slightly.

"It's impossible...the origin of the sixth-level immortal gate is so thick that it can't be refined in a short time."

Chi Chengkong knew a lot and quickly shook his head and said.

The origin of the Immortal Sect is not something that can be refined by just refining it. For many monks, a group of fifth-level Immortal Sect Origin may even take half a year to refine.

And it requires constant mental refining, so how can one refine a ball of sixth-level immortal sect essence in a short time.

"It doesn't need to be completely refined, it just needs to be refined a little... That means that this group of sixth-order immortal sects is lacking in its origin, and then all the teams in this group will be eliminated."

Fang Che shook his head and said lightly.

"In three days, you can probably refine some of it and destroy the integrity of the origin of the sixth-order immortal sect..."

After the words were finished, everyone looked ugly.

"This question should not only be thought of by us, but also by other teams that hope to qualify for the group stage..."

Fang Che said.

"Therefore, the most important thing now is time. In three days... we need to complete the collection of the origins of the six groups of immortal sects. One day late means one more variable and one more possibility of the entire army being annihilated."

After finishing speaking, the aura from Fang Che suddenly spread.

"Our team... is definitely expected to qualify from the group and advance to the finals... Therefore, we really have to worry about the possibility of being pulled over by others."

Fang Che burst out with a sense of heroism and domineering, his body was taller, his muscles spread like a horned dragon, and they were intricately intertwined.

"Everyone, follow up! Time is precious..."

"We shouldn't be afraid of them joining forces, but we should be afraid that they won't join forces..."

"If we don't join forces, we might end up together!"

"So, we have to collect the origins of the Immortal Sect from other teams within three days..."

Fang Che's voice sounded like a drum at dusk and a bell at dawn.

Everyone's hearts suddenly surged. Fang Che was not worried about other teams joining forces at all, because he had absolute confidence in his own strength. Even if there were one against many, he was confident that he could defeat other teams!

This is... Fang Che's tyranny.

Is it the confidence of Blue Star’s first prodigy? !

At this moment, Chi Chengkong and others were all excited.

"Old rules, just ensure your own safety..."

"Leave the rest to me."

After Fang Che finished speaking, a powerful wave of mana enveloped all four remaining teammates.

Bang!

With one step, the ground exploded instantly, and the roar of the explosion echoed in the ancient forest!

The air flow surged and was constantly being pushed away, like a cathartic angry dragon rolling over and roaring.

The lightning-fast speed was extremely fast, and Chi Chengkong and others, who were enveloped by Fang Che's magic power, were extremely shocked.

This is how they can truly feel the tyranny of Fang Che's magic power. The magic power of the eighth level of the Golden Core... is even more condensed than the half-step Yuanying's magic power!

Thick and strong!

Pulling the four of them, they can still be so fast!

Fang Che's eyes were filled with gold, and the spirit condensed from the flower of consciousness swept and spread directly, sweeping across the earth like a radar scan.

The thick ancient trees could easily be avoided under the detection of his spiritual consciousness.

Soon, within the scope of his consciousness, he sensed three breaths.

"found it."

Fang Che's eyes narrowed and the corners of his lips raised slightly.

Under the numbness of Chi Chengkong and others, they suddenly burst out at a faster speed, like a bomber flying across the void, making a violent explosion!

Fang Che...can actually be faster!

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The divine pattern clan.

Only three players were left to advance to the semi-finals, and they had yet to recover from their teleportation.

After the fierce battle in the preliminary round, they were all a little numb at this moment.

"It's a bit difficult. It's harder than expected to advance to the finals..."

"Blue Star, Dragon Blood Clan, White Demon Clan...the teams of these three major races are all difficult to deal with. It is basically impossible to obtain the origin of the sixth-order immortal sect in their hands."

Captain Lu Chiyang said in a deep voice.

"What should we do?"

"We have no hope of advancing to the finals, and then neither can other teams..."

"The origin of this group of sixth-level immortal sects is extremely rare. With the formation of our divine pattern clan and the divine consciousness of the three of us... we can divide and refine it together! It doesn't even take three days. With our combined efforts, it's almost It can be refined a little in one day... so that other teams cannot gather the six groups of origins and lose the hope of advancing to the finals."

Lu Chiyang's eyes flashed with a hint of madness.

I have no hope of advancing, and no one else... can hope of advancing either!

suddenly.

Lu Chiyang's expression changed slightly.

In his perception, there was an aura that was as bright as the sun and was approaching suddenly.

When it appeared in his consciousness, the movement speed of the breath was unimaginable!

"So fast!"

"Enemy attack!"

Lu Chiyang's eyes were about to burst.

Fuck, how could it be so fast?

This has just entered the semi-finals, right?

How could the other party find the location of their team so accurately?

In fact.

When Lu Chiyang noticed Fang Che.

Fang Che has been aware of him for a long time. When it comes to the coverage of divine consciousness, Fang Che is almost three times that of Lu Chiyang, even though Lu Chiyang is a Nascent Soul of the Divine Mark Clan.

"Prepare for war!"

The expressions of the other two monks from the Divine Rune Clan changed drastically. Under Lu Chiyang's command, the three of them immediately formed a formation on the spot!

The aura like the scorching sun was like a meteor falling from a high altitude. It was too fast and the pressure was too great!

There seemed to be a threat of death approaching.

They have to work hard!

Lu Chiyang stood in the center of the Divine Pattern Formation, which was a defensive formation. He planned to block the incoming attackers for one day, as long as he could refine a trace of the origin of the sixth-order immortal sect within this day...

It’s enough to go on the road to perish together!

No one... can even hope to advance to the finals!

boom! ! !

Fang Che's magic power enveloped Chi Chengkong and others, leaving them unable to recover from the high-speed movement.

Some of them were so weak physically that their stomachs were churning, and they had a feeling similar to motion sickness and vomiting, and they simply couldn't keep up with Fang Che's speed.

Fang Che paid no attention to Chi Chengkong and the others.

As long as they don't die, that's enough.

Looking at the defensive formation deployed by Lu Chiyang, Fang Che smiled happily.

"Sure enough, look at...these people, without any hope of advancing to the finals, plan to die together. They are so cruel."

"Fortunately, I predicted their prediction!"

under.

Lu Chiyang looked at Fang Che suspended in the air, with a strange look in his eyes.

"It's Fang Che, Blue Star's unparalleled genius..."

"Once the formation is broken, we will die. This guy is a freak who can compete with the strongest ones at the top of the Nascent Soul Master List without falling behind!"

"Go all out to refine the origin of the Immortal Sect!"

Lu Chiyang's eyes suddenly turned red.

Fighting?

Fighting with Fang Che?

Don’t even think about it!

Let’s lose together!

Lu Chiyang roared!

However……

The next moment, the roar stopped abruptly.

Because he was proud of the fifth-level defensive formation that he felt could block Fang Che for at least a day.

Collapse instantly!

But I saw the young man holding a euphorbia in one hand holding a burning talisman...

Showing a bright smile, looking at him.

"Don't hide, let's fight openly..."

"Fifth level formation breaking talisman?!"

Lu Chiyang's eyes were filled with ferociousness, and after the ferociousness... came despair.

A large halberd flew across the sky and struck down hard.

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The battle lasted for one minute and twenty seconds.

Lu Chiyang and his two teammates...

He walked peacefully.