Chapter 477 The Last Moment

The sky became darker and darker, and the faint light of the stars and moon was far from enough to dispel the thick darkness.

In the Valley of the Evolution, more and more monks are teleporting out of the palace. Of course, some are happy and some are worried. Those who are happy are naturally successful, while those who are sad are obviously losers, because they need to deal with the inquiries of the sect and relatives and friends.

After all, they were all here with great expectations. It would be fine if they were defeated openly on the ring. Now, even the threshold was not able to step in and there was no strong enough explanation. I am afraid that my future practice will not be as smooth as before.

As a successful person, Wei Wuji is now very comfortable. He is lying on the bed where he lives, raising his energy while waiting for the long night to pass to deal with the battle of the arena that will begin tomorrow.

It is said that the waiting time is the most painful. However, Wei Wuji has not realized at all that what he has is only infinite peace.

Time passed by bit by bit, the stars and moon gradually disappeared, and the thick darkness began to become thinner. Just as the first ray of white light was faintly revealed in the eastern sky, the palace and the lake of thunder and fire, the robbers who were still stalemate finally expected the chaos they wanted to have.

Because, at this moment, the dozens of license plates that had been stalking there quietly because of mutual restraint, suddenly burst out a shiny light, and then they turned into a black stream of light, soared into the sky, and flew towards the lake. The speed was unparalleled, and no monk could react.

Such a change naturally shocked the many monks present. At this moment, without any thought, they each activated the magic weapon, followed closely, and chased after him.

When they all rushed out of the Thunder Fire Lake, they discovered that the number plates that soared into the sky were not only the more than ten in front of them, but also about five hundred, hovering in the void about ten feet high, listing them, as if they were at your fingertips. The stars seemed to be shining in the night sky.

If this situation had happened earlier, it would have been regarded as a wonder. However, what is even more spectacular is that the 6,000 monks rushed out of the water almost at the same time and grabbed the limited number of license plates.

At this moment, the hearts of these monks were extremely anxious, because, the moment they rushed out of the surface of the Thunder Fire Lake, a voice resounded in the depths of his soul.

"There is still a quarter of an hour left, and you can fight for it as much as you want. In a quarter of an hour, all monks who have not obtained the license plate will be eliminated!"

Previously, because they were fighting and waiting in this lake of thunder and fire, they were very nervous, so they were a little careless about the passage of time. Now, after hearing such a voice, they realized that the battle for license plates had come to an end.

Among these monks, those with good knowledge of the knowledgeable steps knew very well that if they wanted to seize this last chance, they had to hold a license plate in their hands. Otherwise, when the time came, even if there were still many license plates without a master, the Five Elements Sect would not give them a chance to compete for.

This is a routine rule. Those opponents without a license plate will be lucky to avoid the first stage battle and automatically enter the next game as a winner.

Although the previous struggle between monks could be called fierce, it was still far from being compared with the present. Now, it can only be described in one word, that is - tragic.

In order to seize this last opportunity, at this moment, the remaining six or seven thousand monks showed their last trump card without hesitation. The powerful magic power fluctuations were like a sea tide, and waves were raised; the vast treasure light was like the aurora, without any dim moments.

Between each other, various powerful flying swords, magic weapons, and forbidden magic collide with each other, rumbling like rolling thunder, and densely like the war drums when the mortal army formation charges, which is extremely urgent.

Amid this light and sound, groups of monks disappeared. Most of them were because they encountered a life-and-death crisis, and only a few lucky people were because they got the license plate.

Ever since this moment, the monks present felt that time passed quickly. Most of the half-quarters of an hour passed, and there were still more than 400 license plates in the void hovering.

Obviously, if they continue like this, the result will not be much different. Except for a very few lucky people, the other monks will be eliminated.

At this critical moment, the wisdom of the monks was also forced to the extreme. They began to join forces with the feelings of their classmates, relatives and friends, and even fought a little bit of love for the orangutans because of the battle, and carried out a mutual alliance. This alliance has two purposes. One is to unite and obtain as many license plates as possible; the other is to make the alliance they are in have a license plate and hand it over to the strongest person in their alliance, and they will continue to participate in the quota dispute on behalf of them, leaving a basis for their future benefits.

I have to say that this is a good method. Starting from the emergence of the first alliance, in just a moment, the number plates in the sky decreased by more than 80%. Although as the number of alliances increased and the confrontation between each other intensified, the reduction rate decreased greatly, but it can still be called very fast.

When the quarter of an hour of scrambling for time ended, there were only thirteen remaining license plates in the void.

At this time, although the remaining monks over the Thunder Fire Lake failed to obtain the license plate, they were not too disappointed, because they all had their own allies to choose. The elixir used to advance to the Jindan real person still had certain hope.

The next moment, the thirteen number plates floating in the sky and the remaining monks disappeared from the palace. At the same time, the head of the Five Elements Sect, the real person in charge of the Five Elements Sect, began to announce loudly that this time the lucky ones in the arena.

When each number was spit out from his mouth, a person from the audience showed a happy smile on his face. Thirteen numbers were quickly revealed, and there was no 1138 that Wei Wuji had expected. Obviously, he was not the kind of lucky person. Although he felt a little regretful, he was not too disappointed, because he was confident that his strength was enough to make him overcome all obstacles and pass the hurdles.

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