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"The third curse of the Nine Tribulations of the Nine Tribulations, burning fire!"

The purple-robed monk shouted coldly and pointed it forward. When that was the case, his opponent had a cold air all over his body. It was obvious that the monk from the Ice Soul King's Vein suddenly spit out countless flames from the pores all over his body.

A shrill scream was burned to death in it, causing countless monks watching the battle to tremble.

"It's true that he is a man of the King of Death, he is cruel!"

"Yes, I hope he can be killed in the next game, otherwise I will have to choose to give in. I don't want to die like this!"

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"On the Three Lives Stone, there will be a grudge in three lives for a while!"

Qinghe, a monk in the green robe, went up the ring and shouted loudly. At the same time, Qinghe put his hands together, pinched the magic tricks, pushed forward, and stood in time. The ground ahead was green under the feet of the monk who had just entered, and then, it was bulging rapidly, with green light, and very dazzling.

The monk stepped on it and did not take action. Suddenly, his body shook uncontrollably, and two more people appeared beside him.

The man on the left, with a tall figure, was a strong man with a thorny muscles and a supreme aura of power that pressed all directions. The man on the right was a young woman. Although she could not be called extremely beautiful, she was also charming and charming.

As soon as these two figures appeared, they rushed towards the monks in the center. Their aura was sharp and cold. Obviously, they were very fierce.

The monk in the center dared not be negligent. When that was the case, the long sword behind him was unsheathed, wandering like a dragon and snake. With one wave and one block, he blocked the fierce attacks of the two of them.

"Qinghe, if you have the ability, go on it yourself. What's the use of doing such a trick?" He sensed that the cultivation of the man and the woman beside him was not very good. He could not reach him far, but he felt very calm. When he was right, he looked towards Qinghe and ridiculed him.

Qinghe didn't care about this, and showed a calm and relaxed smile on his face and replied, "Xiaodao? I dare to conclude that you are not the opponent of this Xiaodao. Do you dare to respond to this bet?"

"What are you afraid of? Just watch. How did I destroy your path!" The monk in the center snorted coldly. When that was the case, the sword light in his hand surged and slashed towards the strong man and the female cultivator.

The strong man's magic weapon, like this, waved his fists and greeted him. The same was true for the female cultivator, dancing with a pair of slender jade hands and facing the sword light.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."

An endless roar rang out, and after a moment, the strong man and the female cultivator all flew backwards.

At this time, the monk in the center strode forward and chased with a long sword in his hand. A vibration and a strange phenomenon emerged.

It was a mountain, river, earth, mountains are high in the sky, rivers are earth, the two were constantly approaching, like an extremely huge mill, crushing towards the strong man and the female cultivator.

"puff--"

With a light sound, the strong man and the female cultivator were all wiped out, leaving no residue behind.

Seeing this, the central monk showed a hint of pride on his face at that time. He was about to speak, but suddenly he found a pain all over his body, crackling and endless bones burst out. At that time, he was limply on the ground, as if the skeleton of his entire body was grinding himself.

"How could this happen?" At this moment, the monks in the central government were shocked and their hearts were full of fear.

"I can't understand the magic method of the three lives of people like you. Go with peace of mind!" A casual swing of the green-robed monk Qinghe's sleeve, and a sword light shot out. In an instant, he flew to the monk's body, and with a stroke on his neck, his huge head rolled away, and blood squirted wildly.

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The battle continues.

After watching the battles one after another, Zhong Yuan found that the second round of battles was obviously much faster. This is not a hand, but the quality of the second round of battles was not as good as the first. Instead, those real masters strive to solve their opponents in the shortest time, and do not give people more opportunities to understand them!

Soon, it was Zhong Yuan's turn to play.

Zhong Yuan, you can do it without delaying time, that is, time, step up.

This time, Zhong Yuan was on the No. 4 ring. As he was about to step onto the ring, a strong wind whistled past, took the lead and stepped onto the ring. At that time, the ring prohibition method began to evolve into the world.

After Zhong Yuan stepped in, he found that this time the arena world was a void, with no blue sky and sun above, no earth, mountains and rivers below, just empty void.

In front of him, about a hundred feet away, a figure stood in the void, tall and handsome, with a faint light blooming, making it look quite sacred.

When Zhong Yuan saw this person, he knew that he was from the Holy King's vein. Because only the monks from the Holy King's vein could maintain their "image" all the time.

Zhong Yuan didn't say much, and after holding his fists, he turned his fists and slammed it on.

As his fist swung, it roared into the sky, and the void was like a river. In an instant, a water line was cut and rushed forward.

The monk from the Holy King's vein did not move at all, shouting loudly, "The world is full of light, there is no sky or earth, I am willing to be the heaven, I am willing to be the earth, nourish all things and nourish all things!"

As soon as this was said, the entire void world was shocked. From the place where it stood, it was divided into two halves, one half rising and one half falling.

Half of the rising void, as the rise becomes clearer and brighter, just like the sky.

The half of the void that descends will become more and more turbid as it descends, just like the earth.

The sky and the earth appeared at a very fast speed. Before Zhong Yuan's fist arrived, he successfully condensed. At this time, a dragon roar sounded above the sky and below the earth, and each of them was boiling out and rushed to the side of the monk of the Holy King's vein, and curled around him, like two guards.

Zhong Yuan's fist hit, and the two giant dragons roared together, and a powerful rush swept out, colliding with it, blocking it back.

With a loud noise that shook the sky and the earth, a ravine appeared on the earth, which was thousands of feet deep and hundreds of miles long. And a crack appeared on the sky, which was thousands of feet large. However, after the crack appeared, it recovered rapidly.

Seeing this, Zhong Yuan understood that the power of his punch was completely blocked by the world. This means that unless he disintegrated this world, no matter how powerful the attack was, it would not cause any damage to the person in the Holy King's vein.

"This person must have some understanding of the forbidden method of the arena, otherwise it would be impossible to have such good luck. He happened to meet the prototype of the world. The will of the heavenly way is so weak that he naturally became the lord of the world!" At this time, Zhong Yuan suddenly thought of the situation where the person with the sacred king's vein surpassed himself and stepped into the arena first, set aside time, and had a basic understanding of the situation.

Zhong Yuan kept thinking in his heart, but he didn't stop under his hands, punching him and bombarding him continuously.

The monk from the Holy King's vein stood under the protection of two giant dragons, as stable as a mountain. With a faint smile on his face, he spoke again, "The world has just opened, and there is no sun. I would like to transform into the sun, shine in all directions, and nourish the spirits!"

A strange phenomenon of speech, a roar above the sky, a big sun appeared in the sky, with golden light and extremely fierce.

As soon as the sun appeared, endless golden flames and meteors flew down and smashed towards Zhong Yuan.

“…I would like to be the moon…”

The monks of the Holy King's vein did not delay any time. In other words, a bright moon rose from the sky, with white light and cold air.

Similarly, countless flying fire meteors flew down and smashed towards Zhong Yuan.

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The sun and the moon appear in the sky. At that time, the power of heaven and earth will increase greatly. When Zhong Yuan's fist hits down, he senses an extremely powerful recoil force and rushes backwards. And the cracks on the heaven and earth are getting smaller and smaller.

"The human race has a saying, "The more you count, the more you win, the less you count, the less you win, the less you don't count, the less you won't win! This is my true meaning, I will not deceive you! Even if you have a reputation, you will have to fall into my hands today!" At this moment, seeing this situation, the monks of the Holy King's vein were unparalleled and were unconsciously proud in their hearts.

Because everything in front of you is the result of careful calculation.

It was in pride, suddenly, above Zhong Yuan's head, a roulette rose up, as big as a mountain, turning slightly. "The destiny plate, fulfill my wish, deprived!"

Zhong Yuan shouted loudly, and an invisible divine light sprinkled out of thin air and landed on the monks of the Holy King's vein. At that time, most of the sacred light on his body disappeared, and the two long dragons shook themselves. Then, their eyes showed fierce light, and instead strangled towards the monks of the Holy King's vein.

The monks of the Holy King's vein encouraged their spare power and worked hard to do it. However, the power of this world was too strong. In an instant, they broke the shield they supported, and then strangled them down. The man with the Holy King's vein died tragically on the spot.

Zhong Yuan was the time, and the God of Nirvana grabbed it out and found that there was nothing else to gain, and then he confirmed his victory.

"What a pity, I originally wanted to put this trump card in the fourth round and even show it again. Unexpectedly, I met such a person. Now, when I acted again, I lost my suddenness. The effect would inevitably be reduced." Zhong Yuan sighed quite a bit.

Of course, he had other ways to win, but in comparison, this kind of external force is still the least important one. Therefore, he can only choose this one. (To be continued...)

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