DreamersGN Chapter 225
Chapter 225
After the opening ceremony was completed, the Immortal Cultivator could not wait to fly into the small world to become the ringleader.
The 1 small worlds soon filled up, and at the same time, other Tianjiao also picked their opponents, and the 1 battlefields suddenly became hot.
In order to make it easier for the audience to know, the arrogance of each force has been marked.
Tianjiao of Xiameng either has the word Xia tattooed on his clothes, or wears a headband with the word Xia tattooed in the middle of the headband.
The other forces are also similar, the ASEAN wears the East character, and the Mozu wears the magic character.
Tens of thousands of rules hung all over the sky, and the sky became colorful. At this moment, the audience took out photography beads to record this beautiful moment.
Don't panic when things happen, take a picture first, this is the most popular mentality nowadays.
In general, the most eye-catching ones are of course the Tianjiao of the Tiandi Alliance. There are really too many arenas. There are 1 arenas, and more than 3000 arenas have people from the Tiandi Alliance.
But from a single battlefield, the most dazzling ones are the Tianjiao of the Xiameng, because they always defeat their opponents very simply and neatly.
Xia Meng Tianjiao's opponents withdrew from the small world, feeling lonely. At this moment, they understood that there were differences between Tianjiao.
In front of other ordinary monks, they are Tianjiao, but in front of Xiameng Tianjiao, they seem to have returned to ordinary monks.
Some of them can't even catch Xia Meng Tianjiao's three moves, dare you think?
The ideal is very full, but the reality is very skinny. Every Tianjiao comes with the confidence to become famous, let’s not talk about it now.
Liu Yun was sitting in the area of the Heaven and Earth Alliance, nodding his head as he watched Xia Meng Tianjiao's victories, he was very satisfied.
As for the Heaven and Earth Alliance, there are many people, and many are eliminated.
After all, most of the alliance members are small and medium-sized forces, and in terms of inheritance, they are indeed weaker than other big clans.
But Liu Yun is already working hard to improve this problem.
He recently started to sign in the racial territory of the Heaven and Earth Alliance, in order to sign up for a good inheritance, and then let these allies exchange for contribution points.
However, this matter has only just been advanced. After all, Xiameng's brother races had to be signed up to belong to their respective inheritances.
Therefore, the cultivators of the Heaven and Earth Alliance mainly practice the skills inherited from their own clan. After a few more years, Liu Yun believes that with his help, the average level of the cultivators of the Heaven and Earth Alliance will be greatly improved.
There are a few Tianjiao in the Xia Dynasty who are very eye-catching. One of them is Li Xing from the former Kyoto Advanced Academy, a Tianjiao who practiced magic. Liu Yun has a deep impression on him.
The monks who fought against him always just entered, and the spirit of the formation announced the start of the discussion, and the opponent had already fallen straight to the ground.
Either laughing wildly or screaming, these opponents are trapped in a fantasy and cannot extricate themselves, becoming lambs to be slaughtered.
"This Xiameng cultivator is so strong. He has fought three times, and his opponents have been defeated in an instant." The audience talked a lot.
"I feel that his phantom is stronger than the egomaniacs of the Celestial Human Race."
"That's right, those idiots of the Celestial Race claim to be the only ones in the illusion all day long. You see, those arrogances of theirs fight with their opponents there. They are far worse than this Li Xing."
"Hey! There is something good to see, the cultivators of the Celestial Race are eyeing Li Xing." The audience saw a Celestial Race with vertical eyes between their brows flying into the ring where Li Xing was.
"Li Xing, right? The Illusionary Dao is not something you humans should understand. I will teach you what is the real Illusory Dao."
As soon as the cultivator of the Celestial Human Race stood up, he raised his chin and said to Li Xing proudly.
Li Xing glanced at him, too lazy to talk to him, this kind of fool, the more you talk to him, the more he will work hard.
"The discussion begins!" The voice of the spirit of the formation sounded.
"Haha! Illusion Dao is such a high-class way, how can you lowly human races can practice it, it is vulnerable, hahaha!"
In the eyes of the audience, the cultivator of the Celestial Human race closed his eyes and laughed wildly there.
"This idiot, he didn't know he was tricked. How pitiful." The audience said with contempt. If it were said that among the ten thousand races, the Celestials and Humans would definitely be on the list.
With a flicker, Li Xing came to the cultivator of the Celestial Race, kicked him hard in the face, and kicked him out of the small world.
"Tsk tsk, it's true that people don't talk too much, I like it." This kick was very satisfying.
The immortals of the Celestial Race finally escaped from the illusion in severe pain.
The severe pain on his face made him unable to bear the water mirror to glance at his deformed face. Thinking of his performance just now, he vomited blood and passed out on the ground. He didn't know whether he was too injured or unable to face reality.
Of course, Li Xing is not the only one who performed brilliantly in Xiameng.
A physicist named Niu Dazhuang also attracted the attention of the audience.
"This Xiameng's physical training is very strong, but he is much older than other Tianjiao. It's kind of unkind for this senior who has accumulated in the realm of human immortality to come here to bully his juniors."
The audience looked at Niu Dazhuang's bearded, rough-skinned face and commented.
"I think everyone may have misunderstood. I think his bone age is only twenty." An old man said.
"He is 20 years old, just kidding, his face, even if he is [-], he will be sorry for his vicissitudes." The audience next to him said loudly.
"Although I also find it a bit unbelievable, I still can't mistake a young man in the fairyland. He may be a little bit anxious." The old man stroked his beard.
"The Immortal Lord's vision is notoriously vicious, how could he be mistaken?" said the monk who knew the old man's identity.
"Immortal Master Crazy Saber, don't make fun of this old man."
"Meet the two fairy masters!" The surrounding audience never expected that there were two great gods sitting beside them. Now that they knew their identities, they saluted one after another.
"There's no need to be too polite." The Immortal Lord Divine Eye waved his hand.
"Hehe, this Niu Dazhuang is too anxious to grow up. A 20-year-old boy looks more anxious than an uncle." Jiaoyue, who had already changed her appearance, sat next to Liu Yun and giggled.
"Hehe, I'm really in a hurry." Liu Yun said with a smile.
Ji Xueruyan and the four of them also had smiles in their eyes. This Niu Dazhuang's face and age are indeed too far apart.
At this time, he was fighting against the Tianjiao of the White Tiger Clan.
I saw Niu Dazhuang chasing and smashing Tianjiao of the White Tiger Clan with his iron fist.
Even the Yaozu, known for their physical strength, couldn't bear Niu Dazhuang's fist. Every time Niu Dazhuang received a punch, the pride of the White Tiger Clan had to take a few steps back.
"Is this f---ing human?" Tianjiao of the White Tiger Clan roared in his heart.
Isn't the human race known for their strong understanding and supernatural powers?When did the body of the human race become stronger than that of the monster race? Is there still a king's law?
No matter how much Tianjiao of the White Tiger Clan struggled, he was finally defeated by Niu Dazhuang's iron fist.
One can imagine Niu Dazhuang's strength if one knows that the pride of the White Tiger Clan has already defeated three opponents, is already the pride of the celestial beings, or has retreated swiftly.