Just one day after the trial of the six major three spirits ended, a vision of heaven and earth appeared in the central area of ​​the broken continent. Instantly causing a group of teams to stop and look, there was suddenly a mysterious array of patterns on the originally cloudless sky.

Outline, absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, turn into clouds and mist, and finally form eight spiritual mist futons.

Just after the spiritual mist futon was formed, a spiritual sound vibrated out and continued continuously.

"The promotion competition has officially begun. As long as the teams collect five spirit cards, they can compete for the spirit mist futon. The one who succeeds in occupying it in the end can win the top eight qualifications for this academy competition. The period is seven days. There is one more thing.

, these spirit mist futons are all composed of spirit gathering arrays, and the first to log in will have better results."

"One more thing, a team can only challenge one Spiritual Mist Futon. Once the defense fails or the challenge fails, the five Spiritual Cards will disappear, so please be careful."

"The battle mode is, ten-person chaos!"

As this news spread, it immediately caused shock in the Broken Continent.

The battle for the eight-seat Lingwu Futon has also officially begun.

The imminent war suddenly filled the center of the broken continent, all because they wanted to win one of the Spirit Mist Futons.

At this time, on a mountain peak, several figures in blue clothes stood upright like sword shadows. The brilliant sword power they produced shocked the world. This is the team of the Sword Academy, and judging from the momentum of these five people

, all of them are Ninth Grade Grain Spirits. Obviously, after these days of competition and practice, the overall strength of this Sword Academy team has been greatly improved.

At this time, they were also looking at the eight spiritual mist futons in the sky.

"Senior Brother Liang, do we need to take action?" a team member asked seriously.

"It's just right. I'm going to use the power of this futon to break through." Liang Feng said thoughtfully. Of course, the main purpose was to break through his sword pattern body, because in the previous deep sea sword prison, he defeated Lu Batian and successfully captured

Obtaining the treasure - the second-grade sword pattern, he happened to have a second-grade sword pattern on his hand, and two second-grade sword patterns, which just met his needs for promotion to the third-grade sword pattern. Once he succeeded, he could unlock the

As soon as he thought of his first sword pattern magical power, the excitement in his heart could not subside for a long time.

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At this time, at the original site of the Leiyan Mountain Range, Zi Qing and the other five people sat up under it, recuperating while waiting for Ling Shaotian and others to appear, because they learned from the information from Yanpan and others that Ling Shaotian and the others had won the opportunity to enter the Lei Pond.

Obviously, he won't show up in a short period of time, so the best thing to do is to wait here.

Why is it said to be the original location? Because when Xuan Lei and others appeared, the strange scene of the Leiyan Mountains disappeared and returned to its original ordinary appearance.

"Senior Brother Xuanlei, what should we do next?" Xuanyan said, looking at Ziqing and others under the mountain range.

"We have no choice but to compete for the qualifications for the Lingwu Futon first." Xuan Lei said helplessly.

Immediately, he turned around and left, heading towards the central area of ​​the Broken Continent.

Not long after Xuan Lei and others left, Zi Qing's eyes opened towards the position where Xuan Lei left. White teeth couldn't help but bite lightly. Apparently, the heart of demonic barrier had not been completely suppressed. The pain was still there.

The plain look is just a show, showing off to Xuan Lei and others.

"Yuan Fei! Maybe I can't shine with you in this college competition this time, but I will definitely fight for you to get a seat on the Lingwu Futon." Zi Qing secretly decided in her heart.

After two days of fierce competition, the eight Lingwu futons have been awarded.

The Sword Academy team led by Liang Feng took one seat;

The Xuanwu team led by Xuan Lei takes one seat;

The Four Demon Academy teams led by Ye Wulong took one seat;

The Siwangyuan team led by Zhou Shilong occupied one seat;

The tiger team led by Bai Ming takes one seat;

The Phoenix Academy led by Feng Feixue and Dan Ziling each occupied a seat.

And Lu Batian of Canglong Academy was injured by Liang Feng in the Deep Sea Sword Prison. Now he is recuperating, and it will be difficult for him to fight for the futon in a short time.

At this time, the eight-seat spiritual mist futon exuded a dazzling light, which fell onto the ground. The momentum it formed was like eight mountains, suppressing the teams below who were about to move and did not dare to act rashly.

After all, their powerful appearance is still clearly reflected in their minds, and the shock it brings is difficult to calm down.

"Brother Ling, why haven't they shown up yet?" Yang Shanshan asked in a worried tone.

"Don't worry, I received news that they should still be in seclusion during the trial. Once they appear, they will definitely bring a series of shocks." Dan Ziling said to relieve his worries.
Chapter completed!