If it were just one Dai Tianbao, they would naturally have no worries. After all, they were single and weak, so they would not cause too much storm. But if they had four masters entering the holy realm at the same time, the situation would naturally be different.

So he no longer has a reason to keep Xia Chenglong.

In a sense, they failed to draw their swords, and there is no need to be any doubt about this.

Everyone does something to fight for time to give Xia Chenglong time to draw his sword.

Xia Chenglong naturally continued to move forward, and his path was still smooth at this moment.

Unblocking does not mean that the dead end has been resolved. It only extends the time required to crack the dead end, because many things are beyond expectations.

According to the initial plan, the first group of people who accept the challenge will make time as soon as possible and then help the second group of people who accept the challenge.

This plan seems to have stopped changing over time, as the second group has not received any assistance.

In fact, it was very smooth at the beginning and was walking exactly as planned, but then something went wrong.

In the dense forest, Mo Qilin, Shan Gui and others looked at the four masters entering the Saint Realm opposite side. They were all confident that they could fight each other, so they had already started to compete after Xia Chenglong left.

Mo Qilin didn't want to get entangled with the other party. Before he could do anything, the dark blue flames around him gushed into the sky. This time the flames were stronger at any time.

In addition to the flames, his body was also changing. His black pupils became dark the next moment, and ink patterns appeared on his skin.

Apart from these, the most important thing about him is his left arm. His left arm is no longer what he used to be. It is as huge as a unicorn arm, covered with hair, which makes people feel scared.

Mo Qilin's momentum also increased a lot at this moment. Even if there were no one else, he would have the confidence to fight four.

"So you are an orc. Will the Warriors Association let you survive?" said the guy who faced Mo Qilin coldly.

Let me mention it here that the Warriors Association agrees to use this method to gain power, because it can easily cause warriors to get into trouble because they cannot control the power of spirit beasts, and sometimes they will kill all directions because of this.

However, once controlled, the benefits brought by this force are absolutely immeasurable.

Having the powerful bloodline of a spirit beast will make the body stronger and greatly improve the potential of cultivation.

"You should feel honored, after all, dying in my hands is willing to do so." Mo Qilin's voice became hoarse, and every sentence was filled with a domineering aura.

This is the innately powerful talent of Qilin. After all, Qilin's status in the world is only slightly lower than that of the dragon, so it is very powerful and unquestionably powerful.

Yue'er is a cold girl. What happened when she was a child did not allow her to have too many expressions. Such a grand sect was destroyed by the greed of some people.

Her father disappeared in the years with Butterfly Valley, and her mother had gone through too many twists and turns to dream of enjoying her old age. All of this was too cruel for her.

So when someone can give a trace of home faith, what a precious existence.

Now someone wants to destroy all this, she won't allow such a thing to happen.

As the air around it slowly became hot, a butterfly that was hiding yellow flames came from the depths of the jungle and fell on the back of the moon's hand and danced gracefully.

"I never kill women. If you quit, I can let you leave."

When the other party saw Yue'er, he had already determined that he was weak, vulnerable and unchallenged, so he had no burden when he said the previous words.

But this idea no longer appeared in the subsequent events, his face gradually solidified, and even became terrifying later.

A meteor butterfly looks very beautiful, as if it is just to highlight a woman's beauty, but when countless meteor butterflies appear, it is not just to look good.

In the other party's eyes, three flames slowly came in the jungle behind Yue'er, and the flames were all composed of butterflies that looked beautiful before.

"Gudong!"

I was a little confused. The other party had never seen these creatures, with the power to burn everything, but he obeyed people's orders.

Before the battle officially began, he felt that his spiritual energy was being burned, as if it was the flame emitted by the butterflies, which had the effect of burning spiritual energy.

"What kind of martial arts are you? Why have I never seen fire before?"

"I haven't seen it before, so I speak wildly?" Yue'er's voice sounded coldly, "Because of your ignorance, I think that following the trend is the general trend, so I think about getting benefits from it?"

Yue'er was questioning, she was feeling unfair about Bincheng.

The other party was speechless by Yue'er because judging from the current situation, the strength achieved by the four people in front of him had long exceeded the news received.

What a bullshit third or fourth grade, except for the seven leaders of this kind, who dares to think that he can compare with his strength?

"Since I have made a choice, I will not regret it. I will take back my previous words. Women are very strong and can become a target that I challenge."

The words "not an opponent and challenge" appear in the same person, which seems a bit abrupt, but when it does appear, it means that the battle is meaningful.

Mo Qilin and Yue'er are the kind of existences with strong destructive power. They don't need to use other methods. The best way to fight head-on is to fight.

The mountain ghost is different. What he is good at is never fighting head-on. As a mysterious ghost, his fighting style is too unique.

The third person remained motionless from beginning to end, and so was the mountain ghost.

What is the concentration of two people comparing?

Of course it is impossible. In fact, their battle has already begun, but the battlefield is not here.

This is a sea of ​​fire, with endless magma flowing between reefs of all sizes. The clouds in the sky are rendered bright red, and even the flowing air becomes dry and unscrupulous.

The mountain ghost and another warrior were now on the charred stone, with more than a hundred meters between them.

The reason why he created such an environment is very simple, because the other party is an ice-attributed warrior, and the environment here has an absolute suppression effect on him.

But who can survive to this level has no choice but to do it? Their environment is obviously in the middle of a dense forest, so how could it suddenly be here?

"Boy, you don't think that creating some illusion will make me feel timid. Do you underestimate me too much?"

Shan Gui smiled mysteriously: "When you say such words, are you already hesitating. Do you want to judge the real situation through my words?"

Shan Gui was able to deal with this situation: "Can you feel the illusion yourself?"

The other party frowned, and the ice-attribute spiritual energy burst out while turning his hands, but the ice cone that had just appeared on his palm actually melted.
Chapter completed!