"Bang--"

With a huge shock, a huge purple palm came across the sky, hitting a giant claw that was about to be grabbed onto a license plate, breaking it apart.

Then, a purple figure rushed to the license plate and easily took it in his hand.

"Brother Fu Xian, I've given up!"

On the side, a figure that was slightly slower, and seeing that the license plate was already in the hands of the purple figure, she couldn't help but sigh, "What a pity, it's just a step too late!"

After sighing, his body flashed again, turning into a stream of light, rushing towards another place.

There is a rule for competing for license plates. If you don’t buy license plates, you can compete at will without any means. Once you buy license plates, you can’t grab them anymore.

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"I finally made up the license plate. How can you get so cheap? Get out of here!" A giant man, with a roar, a phantom of an ancient beast appeared out of thin air, and a roar came out of thin air, and bombarded another green-robed monk.

"This is natural, what does it have to do with you?" The monk in the green robe shook his body, and a black lotus under his feet bloomed. The void was twisted in the midst of countless ripples, and the license plate was tightly locked by him, and then he reached out to reach over.

"Brother Qinghedao said so much. This is the case. I'm not polite to this license plate!"

It was obvious that the license plate was about to fall into the palm of the monk in the green robe. In the twisted world, a young woman in black appeared out of thin air, grabbed the license plate, and then her figure flashed again and disappeared.

"Miao Chan, you dare to steal my license plate. You will regret it one day!" Qinghe shouted sternly, his face quite distorted.

"Little sister is waiting!" A graceful female voice sounded in the void, but the figure did not appear.

"Damn it, it was Miao Chan, the poisonous woman who got the license plate. This woman who was full of poison. I'd better not provoke her for the time being!" A white-clothed scholar saw this scene without hesitation, threw the license plate he had already snatched in his hand and re-split it. When that was the case, it triggered the snatch of countless monks.

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As time goes by, the battle becomes more and more intense. Some monks are not careful for a moment, but they are hit and have no choice but to withdraw from the competition for those who may be good license plates.

Zhong Yuan did not spend much time in such a battle. He just selectively avoided a few people who had sensed the same combat power as his. Then he grabbed one and fell back to the ground.

It took about a quarter of an hour. All license plates will be settled.

At this time, the elder of the First Demon Palace shouted, "The battle began!"

At that time, No. 1 to No. 8. Eight monks flew out and rushed towards the four rings. In the blink of an eye, they all went on the ring.

That is, time, the four arenas change in one go.

One, one mountain peak, rising and falling, like countless giant dragons, coiling on the earth; one, a vast ocean, boundless; one, a vast grassland, a thousand miles in color; one, a void, nothing, just like the beginning.

The four worlds are not the same, and the eight monks will fight each other and start immediately.

The light curtain covering the arena was not known, it was quite mysterious. You could see the past casually, but you saw a small world, and the battle situation of the monks inside was hazy and unreal. However, as long as you watched intently, you were in that world and could see clearly the situation of the person fighting.

However, in this way, except for a very small number of people, the rest of the people could only selectively watch one of the battles in Lexingshan, and the others could only be roughly seen, but they could not understand so carefully.

Zhong Yuan had long known about this situation, and it is said that it is also to create fairness as much as possible.

Now Zhong Yuan is just an incarnation, with four uses of mind, and can see all the situations above the four arenas, but he can't do it. However, he was not confused and directly chose the No. 2 ring. The reason is very simple. There is a person on the No. 2 ring, who was one of the five who had noticed his senses in his previous sense.

Although Zhong Yuan did not realize that he was sensing himself, it was also possible that the person had completed it without hesitation. Therefore, Zhong Yuan did not dare to be careless.

When you are focused and have time, you will be on the blue blue waves. The gentle wind brings joy, the waves rise and fall slightly, the sea and sky are the same color, which is quite pleasant.

Above the vast ocean and above the clouds, two monks were fighting.

A monk was wearing black armor, shining with black light, extremely dazzling. His entire body was wrapped in the armor, and he could not see his face, but his eyes were filled with extremely fierce and fierce light.

In his hand, he was holding a large black gun, and as he waved it, thousands of gun shadows flashed, like thousands of poisonous dragons coming out of his cave, dying towards his prey, extremely fierce and domineering.

However, his opponent, a young monk in a gorgeous purple robe, had no magic weapon to use. He just moved his hands casually, but stood firmly in the void, without moving his body.

"Okay, you have a rare trip. The time I give you to perform is enough. Now, you can die with peace of mind!"

With a shout, the young monk in purple robe moved his hands together and pinched out a strange seal, "The first mantra of the Nine Tribulations of Death, seize the essence!"

A gray light shone out, and in an instant, the void condensed into an evil ghost. The head was horned, with blue hair and red face, dark eyes and silent eyes. A large mouth occupied almost half of the face, and a large mouth was one. When that was the case, a gray wind blew out, instantly covering the black-armored monk.

Immediately afterwards, he sucked hard and the gray wind re-entered. However, the black-armored monk was left with only an empty skin, and all the flesh, bones, meridians, etc. inside disappeared.

At this time, the magic trick in the purple-robed monk's hand changed, and the evil ghost's appearance immediately contracted. In an instant, it condensed into a pill the size of a chicken egg and fell into his hand.

Then, the purple-robed monk threw it casually, fell into his mouth and swallowed it.

Most of the monks who saw this scene couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts, and secretly warned themselves that they should be careful, be careful, and be careful about this purple-clothed monk. (To be continued...)

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