Qian Duoduo lay in a dusty area, and the immortal star light hit from the sky, illuminating a pale face.

The Zhizhen Lotus Platform slid from his palm, and three inches-long gaps appeared clearly on the white lotus body, which made Qian Duoduo feel very distressed.

Unfortunately, I couldn't activate this magic weapon, otherwise I would have been able to block Pang Jie's terrifying three swords.

Qian Duoduo swallowed the blood that surged into his throat in one mouthful. He struggled to stand up but found that he had no strength at all. A figure from the corner of his eyes became closer and closer.

The dust of the Netherworld duel platform settled, and the thick fog gradually dissipated. Countless white and tiny ice crystals appeared on the Netherworld platform, flashing with a slight light but no one noticed it.

Snow cherry blossoms stood in the crowd, their delicate body trembled slightly under their white clothes, and the white hat covered a face of pear blossoms with rain.

"Go, remember to act really, it's easiest to succeed when he is the most vulnerable!" A man next to Xue Yinghua said in a low voice.

Xue Yinghua looked unbearable to struggle, and the voice of the man beside her continued: "If you really love me, please help me get it!"

In the distant viewing area, everyone was shocked and speechless when they looked at the shocking huge ravines.

Looking closely, the hundreds of feet deep gullies were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye under the operation of the formation, confirming the terrifying destructive power of the three swords just now.

That was the Netherworld duel platform blessed by countless formations! Where can ordinary disciples destroy the slightest battle? Today, they were actually slashed by three swords.

"The genius on the Qi Condensation List is indeed extraordinary!" Some disciples showed admiration and fanaticism in their eyes.

"The Jing Jian Jue is worthy of being the best killer in my Xue Jian Villa, and Pang Jie's attainment is indeed not low." Tang Qian, the elder of Jie Lufeng, stood among the crowd and commented, showing admiration on his face.

Tang Qian looked at Qian Duoduo who was still moving in the distance, thinking about the scene of the erotic disciples a few days ago and the third-grade magic weapon that he lost, shook his head and said, "Although Qian Duoduo's body is strong, it is naturally unbearable to face the powerful sword technique in the Qi Condensation Realm."

"Everything is exactly what I expected, now the winner is decided. Brother Zi is a good player. I admire him, admire him."

Tang Qian walked towards Zi Xiaoye, clasped his fists and said, then he suddenly stretched out his palm and said, "Brother Zi, I just pressed two thousand crystals. Why don't you get it first? I'm afraid you can't afford it in a while."

Zi Xiaoye's face turned dark and she didn't say anything.

"Or it would be fine if you use the last third-grade magic weapon to deduct it."

...

Pang Jie stood in front of Qian Duoduo holding the black sword, and said condescendingly: "Mortal, give up!"

Mortals, give up!

These six words hit Qian Duoduo's eardrum like a heavy hammer, and pierced into his heart like a sharp blade.

He hates it!

I wish I could not practice!

The pain in Qian Duoduo's eyes flashed in a flash. He suddenly looked straight at Pang Jie, with a curve in the corner of his mouth, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Do you think...it's over like this?"

Qian Duoduo reached out his hand and grabbed the sky.

Countless ice crystals lit up from Pang Jie's feet and instantly spread. Pang Jie's pupils suddenly shrank, as if they had discovered the most terrifying thing. They had lightning seals with their hands, and a spiritual light shield appeared on him instantly.

With such a simple grasp, snow fell on Netherworld Peak, and it was swelling.

Qian Duoduo lay in the middle of Fang Xue, no more than no more, just three feet away!

The snowflakes fell freely, fell on Pang Jie's spiritual light shield, and then slid down, bringing up a series of bright sparks.

This situation is like raindrops falling on the windowsill and water splashing.

Snow-white snow, bright sword, sword is like rain!

The snow formation flowed continuously, but in an instant, dense holes appeared on Pang Jie's tic toe suit, and red blood continued to seep out. Large pieces of red appeared on the white tic toe suit, and the long sword slid from Pang Jie's hand, and he knelt in the wind and snow.

"not good!"

Li Murong showed a look of surprise on her face. She put down the tabby cat in her hand, or she turned into a shadow and left. The tabby cat fell to the ground, opening her innocent big eyes and looking around in a daze.

The disciples watching their faces were stiff, and their faces became lifelike.

Tang Qian's hand was still stretched into the air, calming in an instant in horror, and hesitating to himself, "Is this... a formation?"

"But this cannot be a snow formation. Not to mention the level of the snow formation, even if you arrange the snow formation, you will not be able to succeed in a short while. Could it be...it is... own creation?"

This is impossible! This is incredible!

Tang Qian felt an uproar in his heart.

At the same time, several powerful spiritual consciousnesses came from the peaks of Xue Jian. Those spiritual consciousnesses stayed on Qian Duoduo for a moment and then dissipated in an instant.

Tang Qian's expression changed slightly, those were the hidden elders in the peak! This son even woke them up in a hurry when he set up a formation.

Tang Qian suddenly felt a chill in his palms. He turned his head and saw Zi Xiaoye looking at him with a smile, as if he was smiling like a fat dogtail flower.

"This crystal stone should be regarded as Elder Tang's participation award." Zi Xiaoye said proudly.

...

As early as the moment Pang Jie knelt on the ground, Qian Duoduo had already stood up and stood in the wind and snow when he appeared again.

Qian Duoduo spread his palms, and the wind and snow became lighter.

The several powerful spiritual consciousnesses in the air also dissipated.

Li Murong appeared three feet behind him.

Seeing the snow formation dissipated like smoke, it turned into a white windbreaker on Qian Duoduo's body. His face as firm as a knife appeared in everyone's sight, while Pang Jie knelt in front of him, and blood kept pouring out of his mouth.

The deacon elder had arrived long ago, helped Pang Jie up and healed his wounds.

Qian Duoduo looked at Pang Jie with a blank expression, with no sympathy or pity in his eyes. If Zhizhen Lotus Platform had not blocked the Three Swords, perhaps he would have been the one who was kneeling there now.

The quota for the Ghost Kiln Secret Realm is too important to him, and he cannot give up!

He must get the holy medicine to reshape the spiritual roots!

Qian Duoduo stood for a long time and turned around and left.

He wants to go to the precepts peak to ask for something, and that thing is very important.

The strong wind blew, and the snow clothes were flying and the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound

...

Pang Jie's faint voice suddenly came from the wind: "You...how did you set up the formation?"

Pang Jie responded carefully from beginning to end. Even if the formation cannot be successfully arranged under his nose, it must be successful.

Moreover, the snow formation was too strong, and he was convinced that he lost.

He finally asked the question in his heart as Qian Duoduo looked away.

At the same time, it is not only him who is confused, but even the elders of the Guiling Realm have all the thoughts. Which disciples on and off the field are not full of doubts?

But they even forgot that the winner of this battle was just a disciple of the first realm of knowledge and just a mortal. How could he have formations?

Isn't this worth being surprised?

Isn't this worth wondering?

Doesn’t this require cheers?

Is there anything more puzzling than this?

But everyone saw only the result, and there seemed to be only one thing they care about.

Everyone knows that the formation is divided into bright arrays and dark arrays. When hundreds or thousands of people look at it, you will make a snowfall, and everyone is very suspicious of their eyes.

Qian Duoduo stopped, without turning his head back, kicking the dust under his feet.

The dust rose up, and some of the tiny transparent fine sand shone in the sky.

That's the shape of crystals turning into powder!

Pang Jie looked at the flying dust, his eyes instantly dimmed.

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Chapter completed!