The fear of cultivating immortals comes from insufficient firepower

These lights are very strange, and as soon as they come out, they completely change the surrounding environment.

The original duel ground turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood in an instant, including Li Xiaofan.

The next moment, all the corpses in the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood came to life, and they went crazy towards Li Xiaofan to kill him.

Even Li Xiaofan, who was shrouded in light, saw this scene.

Even some of the viewers above also saw such a scene.

It was as if Xie Tong had moved the battlefield from the other side here.

At the same time, Li Xiaofan was also a little surprised.

Because he actually felt that the attacks from these corpses on him were real.

The skin's perception of surrounding changes and dangers is exactly the same as the real thing.

Seeing Li Xiaofan dazed and finally regaining his balance, Xie Tong, who had turned into a pig-headed face, let out an unpleasant laugh.

"Hoo ho ho, boy, just die under this endless siege of corpses!"

At this time, Xie Tong no longer ignored the orders from above.

After being so humiliated, he must kill the kid in front of him.

However, the next moment, Li Xiaofan smiled again.

The body flashed, directly penetrating these corpses with teeth and claws, and came to the front of Xie Tong again.

"Damn, you're bluffing. If I don't turn your glaucoma into panda eyes today, I'm not eating bamboo."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Xiaofan grabbed Xie Tong's shoulders from left to right.

Seeing this, Xie Tong wanted to fight back, but suddenly found that the spiritual power in his body was extremely sluggish and could not be mobilized at all.

Moreover, Li Xiaofan's was more powerful than iron pliers. Under the stimulation of the divine power tattoo, he crushed Xie Tong's shoulder with a click.

Then, the light on his right fist lit up and hit the opponent hard in the eye.

With just one punch, the evil pupil turned into black eyes and blue, and with two punches, he transformed into a giant panda.

Then, Li Xiaofan didn't stop at all, and once again transformed into the Northwestern Hammer King, striking the opponent's eyes with a heavy hammer.

Listening to Xie Tong's heart-rending screams, many people in the audience felt that the air suddenly became colder.

Even the fourth elder shook his head and sighed: "Young master is still so cruel, this evil eye is too miserable."

On the other side, the presiding monk was also dumbfounded.

They never expected that this newcomer would be so fierce.

Xie Tong, who used to be in the golden elixir realm, was beaten so badly today.

On the other side, the old man who signed up quickly reminded: "Elder, stop it quickly, otherwise even if the evil pupils are not dead, these eyes will not be saved."

Hearing this, the presiding elder came back to his senses and spoke loudly.

"Stop, this competition is over, dad wins!"

Hearing this, Li Xiaofan stopped, then looked at his eyes bleeding continuously, and said with a pig-headed evil eye: "Boy, your eyes are pretty good at illusions."

"But in front of my soul, young master, you are nothing."

The reason why Li Xiaofan said this was completely confident.

Yes, this squinting illusion is indeed very strange and powerful among monks of the same realm.

But who is Li Xiaofan? He is a person with three sources of divine consciousness.

And no matter which source of spiritual consciousness it is, it is already equivalent to the strength of a Nascent Soul Realm monk.

It can be said that this squinting illusion is difficult to deal with even one of Li Xiaofan's spiritual consciousness, let alone the three sources of spiritual consciousness?

After speaking, Li Xiaofan waved his hand and threw the Xianyan aside like trash.

Seeing this scene, some spectators who believed that Li Xiaofan would win stood up and cheered.

"Dad, dad, dad..."

Li Xiaofan also waved to everyone shamelessly: "Well, dad is here!"

After saying that, Li Xiaofan looked at the host monk again: "I want to continue the competition and fight again."

Hearing this, the audience was of course very happy.

This time, they really recognized Li Xiaofan's strength.

As long as you place a bet, you will definitely win money.

Even some characters in Yajian are becoming more and more interested in Li Xiaofan.

However, the host said coldly: "Dear guests, we have other competitions today."

"The previous one was already an extra one for everyone's sake."

"So next, Fighter Dad will not play again. We will arrange for other fighters to continue fighting with the monsters."

It was obvious that the presiding monk also knew that Li Xiaofan was extraordinary. If he were allowed to continue winning, the Colosseum would lose a lot of money today.

Soon, two iron doors were opened and two groups of people walked in.

One group of people quickly took Xie Yan away, while the other group came to Li Xiaofan.

"Dad, come to an end with us. Your competition is over for today."

Li Xiaofan also knew that he couldn't anger the people in the Colosseum too much now.

So he nodded and followed everyone back to the iron gate.

And when Li Xiaofan walked into the hall again, the few freedom fighters who had been silent before were there.

At this moment, everyone looked at Li Xiaofan with respect and fear in their eyes, standing aside like a few quails.

Li Xiaofan didn't care about these people, but looked at the person who brought him out and said, "Where do I live?"

One of the monks quickly replied: "We have made arrangements for you, please come with us!"

After saying that, he started to lead the way.

Li Xiaofan didn't say much, but followed a few people cautiously.

At this time, many people in the audience felt very unhappy when they saw Li Xiaofan being taken away.

Many people even lost the mood to continue watching the beast fights. Some people won money and took the receipts to exchange money.

More people lost money and simply got up and left slowly.

The thinking of this group of people is also very simple. If you don't let a newcomer compete continuously today, you will always let him play tomorrow!

Then if we come back tomorrow, I don’t believe we won’t win any money.

Seeing that the audience had all left, the host monk also sighed.

There were originally a few more games, but now it seems there is no need to continue.

He simply waved his hands and said: "Everyone, today's beast battle is over. Please come back tomorrow."

After saying that, he planned to get up and leave to find the owner of the Colosseum to discuss today's affairs.

But at this moment, another middle-aged man hurried over.

"Elder, I have some trouble here, and I hope you will handle it."

The presiding monk was stunned. He was already in a bad mood, and now he was even more angry.

"What's the trouble? Aren't you just going to pay some money to those who won the money? Why don't you come to me for this matter?"

Seeing the angry monk in charge, the middle-aged man who ran over was a little trembling.

"No, elder, a few people won their bets today, but their bets were a bit big."

The presiding monk said: "How big can it be? Hasn't the amount of money the Colosseum has won over the years has been small?"

The middle-aged man was almost crying, but he still whispered: "Elder, you'd better go over and take a look. The quantity is too large, and I don't dare to make the decision."

Seeing the other party like this, the presiding elder was also a little confused.

"Okay, I'll go over and take a look!"

As they talked, the two quickly arrived at the place where they exchanged spiritual stones.

Then he saw Qiu Yu and three other people wearing masks, each holding a few small tickets.

Qiu Yu and the fourth elder had two, while the third elder held four.

The presiding elder smiled and thought he had won a lot, just a few bets.

"You three, let me redeem it for you. Show your receipts!"