After the two of them meditated for a day, all the true energy they had consumed had recovered, and Shen Lang's injuries were fully recovered, and his strength reached its peak.

In the hall, nearly 200 monks have also recovered, and everyone is looking at their opponents.

"It seems that this level is about to begin, so let's be prepared too." Shen Lang said to Su Ruoxue.

"Yes." Su Ruoxue nodded slightly, and a hint of solemnity appeared on her face.

Not long.

With a "boom", the statue of the Barbarian God in the center of the hall suddenly made a roar. Immediately afterwards, the entire hall was trembling and roaring, and the golden light shield that trapped everyone was gradually removed.

The third level, the battle officially begins.

"drink!"

"Suffer to die!"

A large number of monks took out swords and other martial arts cultivators and began a fierce battle.

Almost all the cultivators who can reach the third level are cultivators in the late stage of the virtual realm and cultivators at the ninth level of Qi Refining.

Two martial artists rushed towards Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue, both of whom were martial artists in the late stage of the Void Realm.

Shen Lang took out the Broken Sky Ge and fought back, bounced off the opponent's oncoming sword.

"bite!"

The Broken Sky Ge collided with the long sword, splashing a lot of sparks.

Shen Lang fought more conservatively because this is a chaotic battle, and excessive consumption is meaningless. Otherwise, it would be bad if he encounters a strong enemy's true energy and consumes it all.

Both Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue performed very low-key, trying to ensure that their own consumption was at a low level.

After a low-key battle, the Broken Sky Ge in Shen Lang's hand had cut off the high-grade holy sword in the opponent's hand, making a "crack" sound.

"Super Holy Artifact?" The martial artist watched helplessly as the top holy artifact in his hand was cut off by Shen Lang's broken sky spear, and a hint of horror appeared on his face.

With such a weak momentum, Shen Lang quickly found the other party's flaw, strode forward, raised the Broken Sky Ge and stabbed it over.

"Puff!"

Blood splattered everywhere, the martial artist's chest was pierced through and he died immediately, and his body was teleported out.

The battle at this level is actually illusion, but it gives people the feeling that it is indeed extremely real. It is really unimaginable to set up such a powerful formation.

Everyone in the hall can fight without any scruples.

A bloody magic light ejaculated from Su Ruoxue's pupils and flew into the mind of another martial artist.

"Ah!" The man was injured in his soul and screamed with his head in his arms.

The Blood Charm God Light has been very successful in dealing with ordinary virtual martial artists. While the head hurts, Su Ruoxue held the top-grade holy weapon and killed the cultivator immediately.

The battle has reached a white-hot stage, and the most conspicuous thing in the hall is Jian Wuhen.

Jian Wuhen's face was calm and he waved the golden giant sword in his hand calmly.

A little brat waved such a wide and heavy giant sword. This scene looked a bit weird. The golden giant sword was bigger than the sword Wuhenren.

However, this little kid's attack method was extremely sharp. Jian Wuhen waved his giant sword casually, and a large number of golden sword lights spread all over his body. The monks who dared to attack him in close proximity were penetrated by the sword lights, and blood splattered on the spot.

Wherever Jian Wuhen passed, he could almost kill any monk in seconds, which scared no one dared to advance.

Shen Lang looked at this scene from afar, and a deep fear appeared on his face. This little brat is really powerful, and I don’t know how he practiced.

There are several people in the hall who are equally terrifying. For example, Bai Ziren, who is no less ferocious than Jian Wuhen.

The weapon in Bai Ziren's hand was a pitch-black chain. When he was waving, ghosts would appear on the chain.

After the black chain entangled a monk's body, strange ghost claws flew out from the chain. The monk was instantly torn apart by the ghost claws on the chain, his body was instantly blurred with blood and blood. The scene was very bloody.

This kind of chain should be some kind of magic weapon.

There is also Yue Cailing, whose weapon is a magic weapon flower basket. When she stretched out her bare hands, the green flower basket immediately flew over her head and shot out countless hidden weapons like green leaves. They were very sharp and blood-sealed.

Yue Cailing pinched some strange magic trick with both hands, and could even control the flying green leaves, with mysterious and powerful methods.

Shen Lang saw the world this time, thinking that there are indeed many powerful people in the Wild Continent. Whether it is weapons or martial arts, they are far from comparable to those in small places like Lin Hai Tianshan.

Of course, Shen Lang's own strength should not be underestimated.

"Drink!" He waved the Sky-Breaking Spear wildly and shot another monk who was trying to attack.

He planned to keep a low profile as much as possible first, wait until the number of people is almost the same, and then do his best to fight the final battle.

In just half of the incense stick, the cultivators in the hall were already half missing, and the ground was covered with blood.

The remaining monks were still fighting fiercely. Many monks who pretended to be low-key could no longer hide their weaknesses and began to be forced to use their full strength.

Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue had agreed before that unless it was at the last moment, they would only defend but not attack, and the most important thing was to preserve their strength.

The two of them continued to delay.

After half of the incense stick, there were only forty or fifty monks in the hall fighting fiercely, and the rest of the monks had been eliminated.

From beginning to end, Jian Wuhen was crazily harvesting human heads, holding a golden giant sword in his hand, and no one dared to come forward to fight with him.

Even Shen Lang deliberately avoided Jian Wuhen's sharpness.

But Jian Wuhen was very interested in Shen Lang. He naturally realized that Shen Lang did not use all his strength at all.

Since this man can kill Gu Yan, he must have some amazing magical powers.

"That monk in white, do you dare to fight with me, Jian Wuhen?" Jian Wuhen shouted at Shen Lang, his tone full of a sense of pride.

Shen Lang ignored it and started fighting with a monk on his own.

Seeing that Shen Lang did not respond, Jian Wuhen was a little impatient, so he simply held a golden giant sword in his hand and rushed out directly towards Shen Lang himself.

"Damn it, it's really troublesome!" Shen Lang cursed. It seemed that this little brat was holding him and not letting go.

Seeing that he could not hide, Shen Lang had to grit his teeth and gritted his teeth.

Jian Wuhen performed very strongly, and it seemed that he had not used all his strength yet. Even so, Shen Lang didn't feel that he would lose to him.

"Interesting, fellow Taoist, let me Jian Wuhen try your true strength!" Jian Wuhen shouted proudly, raised the golden giant sword in his hand and slashed towards Shen Lang fiercely.

"boom!"

A golden sword light ranging from five feet long roared and broke through the air to attack Shen Lang.

Shen Lang's face changed slightly. The sword Wuhen's casual sword light could be so powerful?

Without thinking too much, Shen Lang had to use his true energy to activate his true energy. The four-color true energy in his dantian rotated rapidly and poured into the Broken Sky Ge.

The blue light at the blade of the Broken Sky Ge was soaring, and three blue lights like crescent moons hit the golden sword light.

"boom!"
Chapter completed!