Marry Long Aotian

After Zhuang Yun and Dongfang Heng had won over half of the elites in the group, tens of thousands of people, 10,000+ people were crushed, enough to make most of this small world a sacred place for scoring points.

The only thing they need to worry about, apart from the high-level monsters above Transformation God, is whether the points of other large groups will surpass themselves.

The small world became a battlefield, and the big groups fought each other. Every day, I don't know how many disciples were eliminated, and I don't know how many people lost their tokens and disappeared into the dense forest without a sound.

Monsters are rampant at night, and the spirit-transformation and above lose their suppression, and the whole small world will instantly turn into hell.

Dongfang Heng and Zhuang Yun didn't care about the disciples who were sent out. There were too many people coming in. If the number could be reduced to half, it would be more conducive for them to control the situation.

Bitong Academy's competition system wants them to work together as a team and win by numbers, but both of them are used to life and death, so how can they pay attention to the life and death of young disciples.If they want to form a group, they will only form a group with the elite disciples. It doesn't matter how many people are sent out, as long as there are enough elites on their side, the victory will be tilted towards them.

It is a sea of ​​people tactics, but not entirely, in their "sea of ​​people", there is no room for young disciples.

With such indulgence and even encouragement, in just three months, more than half of the disciples participating in the competition were eliminated.

There are a total of 50 people in the three groups, including 15 in the Tianxuan group, 25 in the Diji group, and 10 in the Wanxiang group.The points obtained by the little disciples who diligently killed monsters were all plundered in an instant, and they were kicked out of the door, raising these few people to be extremely fat.

On the contrary, the situation has also become clearer and more stable. The three parties have cleaned up their dissidents and are preparing for the final devour.

"It's become offense and defense." Mo Yang sighed.

The Tianxuan group has an advantage in cultivation base, while the Earth's extreme group has a concentrated number of aristocratic families and has an advantage in numbers.But as expected before, Wanxiang took refuge in Tianxuan, and the large group cooperated, and the winning rate of the earth pole would be discounted at this time, only [-]%.

But the three groups do not intend to continue the stalemate.

At the end of the third month after entering the mustard world, someone discovered a large stronghold hidden in the central mountain range.

This big stronghold is hidden under the mountain range, so it has avoided the search of countless teams before, and this person was also chased by monsters, and by chance, he found such a big blessed land.

He took refuge with Zhuang Yun with the information, and Dongfang Heng buried a nail inside Tianxuan, so within a few hours, all three parties knew about it.

The large stronghold in the central mountain range can protect tens of thousands of people from monsters. More importantly, the central part is located in the center, and there are four secret passages that can extend to the east, west, north, south ends of the small world. Huge treasure trove of points.

They used to occupy scattered small strongholds. After cleaning up the nearby monsters, they did not dare to go deep or go too far away from the strongholds, and their actions were greatly restricted.But now, if they can occupy the central stronghold, those secret passages extending in all directions can allow the team to safely enter the hinterland of the forest and make a big splash.

Dongfang Heng also roughly guessed where Mo Yang was, but now his attention was entirely on Zhuang Yun, and after he finished eating Tianxuan, he would go to meet Yan Lingyun for a while.

The three parties will fight in about three days, and whoever wins will be known at that time.

"About three days later." Ye Qiushui sighed after hearing the news.

She was leaning against the stone wall, and the others were also leaning against the stone wall. The six people from Xixiao seemed to be in a huge underground cave at the moment.

Mo Yang was carrying the qin on his back, leaning against Yan Lingyun, and near this cave... there were many figures.

Three days later, at Maoshi, the disciples of the three parties gathered in the central mountain range.

Zhuang Yun Yujian floated upright, like a fairy in the dust, standing in front of the Tianxuan group indifferently.

It is impossible for the three groups to vote everyone out, and they will be stolen. They also left a large number of disciples guarding the main strongholds, and there are also disciples belonging to several lines, communicating and sending resources, to ensure Dan Supplies for medicines, magic tools, and spirit stones.

Therefore, there are 10 people in Tianxuan, 15 in Earth's poles, and 5 people in Vientiane.

The 30 people were separated, mighty, chilling and silent. The sun in the distance turned out a golden red color, and the mountains were misty and slightly purple, making them look magnificent and magnificent.

The leader of the Vientiane group is named Lu Hua, a disciple of Yueshui Sect, 32 years old, late Jindan, the most talented person in the Vientiane group, and the team he led also broke into the top [-] in the overall list, which is quite impressive.

Lu Hua has a delicate face, standing in front of the disciples of the Vientiane group, but looks at Zhuang Yun from time to time, with admiration in his eyes.

Dongfang Heng came late.

The silver dragon leaped out of the air, floating above the purple mist, Dongfang Yue stood beside him, surrounded by more than 20 retainers protecting him, it was difficult for others to get close.

Zhuang Yun scanned with his spiritual sense and found no trace of Mo Yang, so he smiled faintly: "It seems that we are not the only ones, and Young Master Dongfang can't find his shadow either."

If there is nothing wrong, their chances of winning are one more point.

Hearing that Dongfang Heng and Mo Yang had a personal enmity, it seemed to be true, even if they were both members of the Diji group, he was not willing to come out to help at this most critical moment.

"You talk too much." Dongfang Heng'e crowned Bo belt, with a charming smile, lightly tossing the chess pieces, leaping back leisurely, and separated into several avatars, "Don't you Zhuang Daoist still do it, wait until dark to go home for dinner?" ?”

His words were like a signal, and when the chess pieces were thrown, the elites of the Earth's Extreme Group made a sudden move, killing Tianxuan first.

Zhuang Yun raised his sword and came over: "Master Dongfang, do you want to stand behind the retainers all the time?"

"If you want to fight, I will naturally accompany you."

Dongfang Heng's digital avatar suddenly came up to him, shook off the chess pieces by himself, formed a formation in an instant, and blocked Zhuang Yun's sword with a loud bang.Like Yan Lingyun, Dongfang Heng's cultivation was only in the late Yuanying stage, but Chu Chu did not fall behind against Zhuang Yun in the late stage of Shanghuashen, which shocked the audience in front of the mirror wall.

"What a deep true essence!"

"With bare hands, there is no stagnation. Dongfang Heng is about to break through the master realm!"

"Idiot, he's almost breaking through to the Saint Master realm! In Yanbei, he can lead people to set up a heavenly formation!"

There are also grades within the refiner and medicine refiner. From the ordinary one to the tenth-level master, to the grand master, to the holy master, the further you go, the more it will take a hundred or a thousand years.Dongfang Heng is only half a hundred, but the level of formation patterns is close to that of a saint. What restricts him is his cultivation, how can it not be scary?

Dongfang Heng had a deep smile on his lips, and with a flick of his sleeves, he fought Zhuang Yun for dozens of moves.

Zhuang Yun is also a leader in Xianzong, with an excellent heart, and after testing out Dongfang Heng's strength, he was not discouraged.He is in the late stage of transforming gods, and he is also a sword cultivator. Dongfang Heng is not as powerful as Yan Lingyun. If he can't suppress him, he will definitely lose him!

Zhuang Yun's sword is sharp and majestic, like the breeze and bright moon, and his movement is more like Lingbo's micro-steps, dispelling the blockade of Qiankun chess.The sword was drawn silently, but it pointed directly at the throat!

Dongfang Heng frowned slightly.

Murderous intentions are hidden, Zhuang Yun uses a sword, more like an assassin!

As expected, Dongfang Heng began to retreat!

The monk outside the arena was very excited: "Zhuang Yun is worthy of being a disciple of Zixiao Xianzong, Dongfang Heng's formation can't lock him!"

"Where is the gap between cultivation bases so easy to bridge?"

The digitized gods of the Dongfang family wanted to intercept Zhuang Yun, and Zhuang Yun sent people to fight with the retainers of the Dongfang family. He only stared at Dongfang Heng's figure and chased after him.

The space was torn apart several times, and the sky and the earth rotated several times. The figures of Dongfang Heng and Zhuang Yun gathered and scattered like cherry blossoms, appearing anywhere on the battlefield.

Qiankun Chess transforms the star map, which is complicated and obscure. From time to time, it will kill a group of nearby disciples, or hit their tokens, or shoot them down into the sky.

Zhuang Yun is the same, the sword intent is as quiet as flowing water, but it seems to be slow, but it has overwhelming coercion!

Both of them are the souls of the big group, and if they gather together a mess, whoever falls first will be declared a failure.Dongfang Heng was not in a hurry, and slowly stalked Zhuang Yun. He couldn't suppress Zhuang Yun, but it was also difficult for Zhuang Yun to kill him.

In the middle of the sky, the magic light is soaring into the sky. On the battlefield of tens of thousands of people, low-level monsters dare not approach. The monsters have no brains. They smell blood and rush towards them excitedly.

By noon, most of the disciples had consumed more than half of their genital energy, and they began to need pills to supplement. After eating up all the pills they carried, they could only rely on the resources sent from the base.The three groups all arranged logistics disciples, and also arranged the manpower responsible for intercepting and killing. What's more, both Zhuang Yun and Dongfang Heng heard the sound of shouting and killing from a distant base.

They were so far away that they could hear the voices, and it was evident that they were numerous.

Dongfang Heng suddenly smiled.

Before the war, the three groups agreed not to keep their respective strongholds, and only fought in the central mountain range, but now, they have all started to attack the city and seize the territory, and copy each other's nests.

On the surface, Dongfang Heng gave up the advantage in numbers, and only brought 15 people to the battlefield, leaving 10 people to guard the stronghold, just waiting for this moment.There are only 5 people left behind in Tianxuan and Wanxiang, and if he sends half of them, at least one can be abolished.

Such as Vientiane group.

Lu Hua was also aware of this problem, with an angry look on his face, but he could only feel depressed in his heart. After all, they all broke the contract, how could he question Dongfang Heng?

Now it is up to whoever persists until the end. The three groups will do their best, regardless of casualties.Only an hour later, the support of the Wanxiang team was cut off, and without the support of the pills, the real energy was exhausted, and they were almost crushed and beaten.There were more and more falling disciples. They were exhausted and unable to return to the stronghold, and the opponent would not allow it, so they could only crush the tokens in mid-air, so as to save a little point.

But those who stayed on the battlefield were almost all popular. They tasted the pleasure of looting a large number of points in a short period of time, and they were no longer willing to hunt monsters honestly.

Hunters get paid several times more than demon hunters.

"It's not good, too many Earth Pole groups have been eliminated!"

"Tianxuan's water-transformation god, one is worth more than a hundred golden core nascent souls!"

"Now the only chance to turn defeat into victory is for Dongfang Heng to defeat Zhuang Yun, but this is unlikely!"

"It's getting dark too!"

It was indeed getting dark, and the afterglow of the evening shone on the forest, and there was already a faint demonic energy moving underneath.But the three groups still gritted their teeth and persisted. As long as they win, they can immediately enter the central stronghold and get shelter!

So far, there are only 3 people left in Tianxuan. Not all disciples over 230 years old are Huashen, and most of them are Jindan and Nascent Soul.The Diji group is a little better, with 4 people left, but Vientiane is almost disabled, with less than 5000 people left.

Dongfang Heng stopped running away suddenly, stood quietly on the top of the tree, looking at Zhuang Yun with a smile on his face.

"Friend Zhuang, the game is over."

Zhuang Yun's heart skipped a beat, but he saw him slowly throwing the Qian Kun Chess, and betting the last stroke of the formation in the dense forest.

The next moment, the entire forest came alive, with white light soaring into the sky, as if there was an ancient breath moaning, and the buried murderous intent made one's scalp tingle!

"No, it's a killing array!"

"He wasn't running away just now, he was casting spirit patterns along the mountain range!"

The situation was reversed in an instant, hundreds of disciples from the Yanbei family fought with their backs, injected all the remaining spiritual power into the spirit pattern, and helped Dongfang Heng to mobilize the killing array.It turned out that from the beginning to the end, he ran behind Zhuang Yun, not wanting to fight him head-on, but to take the opportunity to find out the water patterns of the mountains, take advantage of the situation, and set up formations to bury the spirit patterns.

The field formation is different from the small formation formed by kneading formulas. It does not require the cultivation of the formation builder, but depends on the overall situation, gathering mountains, stars, and spiritual currents to form a continuous large formation. The Shanda Formation is on this list.

Dongfang Heng is worthy of the name of a genius, even an elder, it takes a few days to investigate, even if there is an extra stone in the ground, it may affect the formation of the spiritual flow.But he just scanned it with his divine sense, and he was able to make the best use of the situation.

Even the disciples of the Dongfang family walked through the dense forest in concealment, eliminated all obstacles in the formation, and planted spirit crystals to strengthen them.

Now that the formation has been completed—the lower rank of the sky rank, the 72-star killing formation, it can be distracting!

Even if he arranged it temporarily, he didn't channel the essence of spiritual flow one by one, the duration was not long, and it was far from the real big formation on the ground.But it also caused all the disciples to collapse in panic, some directly smashed the token without even thinking about it, and saved their lives, and some took a little bit late to take a chance, and were swallowed by the white light.

Zhuang Yun fled extremely quickly, and swept out of the range of the large formation in an instant, but his eyes were open, and he watched his power collapse.

In just a few breaths, the battlefield was almost emptied, and there were less than 1000 people left behind him.

— the dust settled.

Dongfang Heng's sleeve robe was encouraged, holding a chess piece in his hand: "Zhuang Daoyou, if you are willing, you can bring someone into the stronghold with me. In the next few days, earn more points, and the loss will not be too tragic."

He smiled deeply, the sky was about to be completely dark, and there were giant beasts hovering in the distance, looking down at the tiny human race.

The disciple watching in front of the mirror wall held his breath, his whole body trembling slightly, because of Dongfang Heng's terrifying talent.

Zhuang Yun held the sword, as if he had been humiliated.

But there are still some onlookers holding the fragments of Xixiao's mirror wall, their faces flushed, as if trying to suppress something, until now, they whispered a word: "No...it's not over yet!"

Zhuang Yun looked at Dongfang Heng, his eyes suddenly froze, as if seeing something incredible.

Behind him, the gate of the central stronghold opened.

Inside, someone—

The dense black shadows stared at them from a distance.