After Becoming the Stand-in for the White Moonlight: 120|Big melee (2)

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Zhang Zhiyi's Five Elements Compass is a space independent of the illusion. Qiao Wan guessed that if she died here, her trumpet would most likely end up here, so she didn't dare to take it lightly and kept moving under her feet. After using his spiritual power, he got himself a simple version of "iron sand feet" and ran all the way to the knife mountain with all his strength!

From the beginning, the blade cut my feet and cut them into **** pieces, and now all the way up, my steps are like wind and walking on flat ground.

After quickly climbing to the top of the mountain in one breath, Qiao Wan was stunned for a moment.

When I think back to the abandoned female college student who had backache for several days after running 800 meters, I can’t help but sigh, human beings are indeed terrifying creatures with extremely strong adaptability.

Standing on the knife mountain and looking far into the distance, Qiao Wan scratched his head and sighed deeply.

I just don’t know which level of Wood and Earth will come next, and what new tricks Zhang Zhiyi will play in these two levels.

……

A moment later.

With a burst of thunderous movement, the earth shook and the mountains shook. The majestic mountains suddenly cracked inch by inch, and the rolling rocks rolled down with blades wrapped in them.

Qiao Wan, who was still comprehending life and had complicated emotions that could not be calmed down for a long time, ran wildly with her sword in her arms and her legs almost turned into a hot wheel with tears streaming down her face.

Ahhhhhhh! !

This level of "soil" is a landslide! ! ! Q mouth Q

*

There are still two and a half hours left before the Dharma discussion conference ends.

The three characters "Lu Cixian" are still very calm and stable as a rock, without even the slightest intention of moving.

With so many disciples at the Dharma Conference, it is naturally impossible for Lu Cixian to be the only one on Huazuo Peak.

Looking away from the photo stone, Ma Huaizhen glanced at the Buddha beside him calmly.

Honestly speaking, he was a little more interested in the Miaofa Master in front of him than Lu Cixian.

He came here this time, and he was not just sitting here watching these juniors playing tricks.

Shrinking into the wheelchair, Ma Huaizhen touched his slightly raised knuckles and raised his eyebrows.

It is said that the Venerable Miaofa has deep inner demons and is basically on the verge of being possessed by demons. However, judging from his recent contact with this Venerable, he did not detect any obvious demonic aura.

There are only two possibilities.

One is misinformation.

The other is that this Venerable Miaofa has perfectly restrained his own demonic energy.

However, this Buddhist figure, who was as beautiful as a flower and even made Ma Huaizhen feel a little dazed, had a very serious expression and a very strict mouth. He didn't have the aloofness of a so-called monk at all, and his official tone was so smooth that even Ma Huaizhen, who thought he was ruthless and ruthless, was defeated.

The opponent's rank is quite high, so we can only try to figure it out slowly.

For example.

I squinted my eyes and glanced at the three big characters on the image stone.

Let’s start with Lu Cixian, who can induce changes in Master Miaofa’s expression, and slowly figure it out.

With the intention of getting closer, Ma Huaizhen whispered: "What do you think, Your Majesty?"

"Huh?" Miao Fa glanced at him with a cold expression, "What do you mean by Feng Xianyou's words?"

Ma Huaizhen said frankly: "I am referring to this friend Lu Xiaoxian."

The Buddha in front of him was unexpectedly very restrained and indifferent, and when he mentioned Lu Cixian, he was not polite at all: "If nothing unexpected happens, Lu Cixian will probably stop here today at the Three Religions Discussion Dharma Conference."

"Aren't you worried, Your Majesty?" the man whispered.

"The purpose of the Dharma Discussion Conference is to provide a fair competition for disciples of various sects and an opportunity to compare their skills. If someone is not as skilled as others, he should be at a disadvantage."

Despite saying this, the beautiful eyes still glanced at the photo stone one more time, and the beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned, a bit resentful that iron could not become steel.

At this critical moment, there is still no progress! How could he have thought she was calm and polite back then!

……

Holding the sword, he turned over. The moment the blade and the mound of rocks were about to fall, Qiao Wan rolled on the spot, perfectly avoiding the rain of knives and the mountain collapse.

All the metal, water, fire and earth have passed, only the last hurdle is left! Thinking of this, Qiao Wan became energetic. After passing this last hurdle, she might be able to go out.

The next level should be, wood!

As soon as I stood firm, there was a familiar shaking under my feet, and the shaking became more and more violent.

Qiao Wan's expression changed.

It can’t be such a coincidence, right? !

Boom——

The ground seemed to be lifted up by something, the earth cracked, gravel flew, and a vine rose into the sky like an earth dragon.

With the rumbling movement, one, two, three, and countless green vines burst out of the ground in a fierce manner. Each tip was glowing with a cold light. With a wave, a "woo woo woo" sound broke through the air. "Hang, look up, the vines almost occupy the entire sky, blocking out the sun.

Qiao Wan silently took a step back.

Brush——

Several of the vines swung over with quick eyes and hands!

As soon as he turned around, he saw several more vines blocking the way in the other direction.

In the blink of an eye, Qiao Wan was surrounded by wildly dancing vines.

Without thinking, Qiao Wan drew his sword and struck.

Unexpectedly, with a slash of the sword, the vine was split into two. The part that fell on the ground "jumped" menacingly, and was aimed at the ignorant monk in front of him along with the main body.

This kind of splitting into two routines is not new. Knowing that the more he cuts, the more he cuts, Qiao Wan immediately put away the sword, while using the Wuxiang Art, while using the subtle footwork, stepping on the vines, vertical Jump down and start trying to knot these vines!

Since you can't get rid of it, you can only find another way.

Zhang Zhiyi's Five Elements Compass was not a powerful magic weapon in the first place. From her perspective, these vines did not seem to be spiritually intelligent. In addition to being able to split, they only pursued her goal.

With Wuxiang Jue in his hand and subtle footwork in his kick, Qiao Wan ran as if his **** was on fire, panting and furious.

If someone were there, they would definitely be able to tell that the faster Qiao Wan moved through the vines, the more sensitive her movements became.

In other words.

Maximize the skill proficiency of Wuxiang Jue.

Finally——

Qiao Wan stopped and turned to look at the vines behind her that were tied in countless knots, twisting left and right, unable to break free no matter what.

Take a deep breath and jump forward with all your strength!

You're done!

*

In fantasy.

Everyone is still in a stalemate.

There is still an hour left before the end of the first session of the Dharma Conference.

Zhang Zhiyi lay on the ground, staring at the porcupine in front of him without moving.

All the young talents and the proud ones who came to participate in the Dharma discussion conference had deep and affectionate eyes, and there was only such a pig in their eyes.

"Zhang Daoyou, what should I do? Are you just waiting like this?"

The person who spoke was a young Buddhist cultivator from Zhang Zhiyi’s team.

Buddha frowned, worried.

"Wait," Zhang Zhiyi said in a deep voice, "In this situation, even if Xie Xingzhi is here, it will be difficult for him to take action."

The words just fell.

A ball of dazzling sparks suddenly exploded from the five-element compass in his hand.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang!!" Buddhist cultivator exclaimed.

Is there an enemy attack? ! !

This noise attracted the attention of everyone present.

"What's going on?"

"What's wrong?"

"Is someone on board?"

Compass!

His compass!

Seeing the precious compass in his hand suddenly explode into a ball of sparks, Zhang Zhiyi was stunned, subconsciously holding the compass and taking a few steps back, he felt as if a small white shadow passed in front of his eyes.

When I turned around again, I suddenly noticed something was wrong.

The surroundings became surprisingly quiet.

Feeling a shadow suddenly fall over his head, Zhang Zhiyi froze.

The porcupine, which was wandering in the middle of the dense forest and no one dared to provoke, rolled its eyes and looked at Zhang Zhiyi condescendingly.

Zhang Zhiyi: "..."

The porcupine kicked its hind legs arrogantly.

Good opportunity!

Everyone’s eyes lit up.

Coming! The opportunity has come! That's it! Fellow Taoists! Come on!

Accompanied by Shan Yao's sudden dash.

Countless magic weapons also moved.

In the thick fog, all the monks seized this opportunity, jumped out, and attacked the mountain paste fiercely! Zhang Zhiyi, who was sandwiched between the two parties, had not had time to run back. In the blink of an eye, he was lifted to the sky by the mountain paste, and immediately after, he was stabbed into pieces by the magic weapons that came from behind. sieve!

The jade slips and the photographic stone shined brightly.

A line of words appeared with a "buzz" sound.

[The pig killed Zhang Zhiyi! 】

Witnessing this scene with their own eyes, all the monks who were still charging trembled.

This kill call is too shameful, I can’t die! Absolutely not to die! At least he can't be beaten to death by a wild boar! If you want to return to Huazuo Peak like this, you will have to be skinned by your elders.

Qiao Wan, who shrank into inches and jumped out of the compass, immediately noticed something was wrong as soon as she landed.

When I turned around, I saw a blazing light in the thick fog, and the magic weapon buzzing against my scalp and flying everywhere.

Is this... you have already started pushing BOSS? !

Qiao Wan, who accidentally entered the BOSS pushing scene, had not recovered yet when a surprised male voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"Lu Cixian?!"

Fang Lingqing emerged from the woods with a confused face, followed by a young man wearing straw sandals.

"Fang Lingqing?!" Qiao Wan was also stunned, "Fellow Daoist Qi?"

Fang Lingqing had a shocked expression as if the dead man had pushed away the coffin board and pretended to be dead: "You...where have you gone?! How many days has it been?"

He looked for him for two whole days! In the past two days, I would walk around the red dot when I had nothing to do, but now I saw the boy standing in front of me, staring at me in confusion. This expression that was completely out of the situation made Fang Lingqing. A little on fire.

Oops.

It was a good thing that Fang Lingqing didn't mention the time. When he mentioned the time, Qiao Wan's heart suddenly suddenly remembered that there was not much time left.

"How much time is left?"

Angrily angry, Fang Lingqing looked at the jade plaque, frowned and replied honestly: "One hour, only one hour left."

Qiao Wan snatched the jade slip from Fang Lingqing's hand, stretched out her hand, and looked at her score.

More than sixty points.

Qiao Wan: "How many points are left."

"If you want to stay, you have to score more than 100 points." It was Qi Feidao who spoke.

Several Confucianism cultivators have bright minds. From the moment he entered the illusion to now, Qi Feidao has paid special attention to the fluctuations in the number of people and points in the illusion.

In this secret realm melee, the initial number of people is 500, and the bottom 300 will be eliminated based on points and rankings.

Currently, the lowest score among the top 200 people is over 100 points.

More than 100 points, Qiao Wan quickly calculated in her mind. If converted into 10 points, it would still cost five or six heads.

The problem is that at this time, any monk who can stay is not easy to deal with.

There is still an hour left. To get these five or six heads in such a short period of time is undoubtedly a fantasy.

In the span of these three or two sentences, the mountain jelly roared like thunder not far away, and a large area of ​​trees fell in its path, mixed with several tearful screams.

[The pig killed XXX]

[The pig killed XXX]

[The pig killed XXX]

Shameful, so shameful.

The monks of the three religions who were beaten to death by the pigs fell to the ground one after another, with tears streaming down their faces.

I never dreamed that after surviving the first two days, I would be gored to death by a pig on the last day. Is this a human thing? !

The onlookers on Huazuo Peak looked at the killing call on the photo stone, and Monk Zhang Er was even more confused.

Are these disciples of the Three Religions stabbing a pig's nest in an illusion? !

In this fantasy world and Huazuo Peak, inside and outside, with everything going on, Qiao Wan moved her muscles and bones, and silently swung her sword.

Fang Lingqing was shocked: "There is still an hour left, what else can you do?!"

Qiao Wan's dark eyes flashed with sword light, and she held her head high and chest out, majestic and high-spirited, and replied with full force: "Let's go, push the BOSS!"