Liang Yu was shocked and said:

"Why are these tiny blades so defensive?"

Song Ren explained:

"That's because these cold lights are engraved with the power of different domains, forming a domain formation, so the male monk's moon wheel cannot break it at all!"

When the monk saw that Yuelun was unable to break through, he turned aside his face, raised his wrist, and threw out another blasting rune. This rune was very powerful. It hit the ground and formed a strong spiritual explosion, trying to trap him.

The formation exploded.

But what he didn't expect was that at the moment when the spiritual runes exploded, all the cold light swirling around him disappeared!

The monk was in critical condition at this moment, so he didn't think much about it and turned around and ran away.

Meng Ao stood in mid-air, motionless, with a cold smile on his face.

In the stands, Li Shaotian and Tu Bafang were sitting together.

Tu Bafang said:

"That man is going to die."

Li Shaotian also sighed:

"This Meng Ao is not only very strong, but also very experienced in combat. He is also very cunning! We really have met our opponent this time!"

Sure enough, when the male monk ran out in a panic, the spiritual shield outside his body shattered instantly. Then he saw countless blades suddenly appearing on his robe!

The wildly rotating cold light has not disappeared, it has just become invisible!

The monk seemed to have thrown himself on these cold lights, and the sharp blade instantly cut his clothes into pieces.

Fortunately, this male monk still had a good layer of armor inside. Although Han Mang was still cutting into his armor, it at least gave him some time to react.

The monk turned pale with fright. At this time, he did not hesitate. He shouted loudly:

"The divine weapon explodes!"

At this time, there is no choice but to self-destruct one's own Moon Wheel Divine Weapon. It is an instinctive method to self-destruct the weapon at critical moments to save lives.

Hearing a "Bang!" sound, the moon-white moon wheel exploded, scattering the cold light formation in front of him.

The monk opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, flew the treasure on the moon wheel, ran towards his door point, and shouted loudly:

"Senior Brother Meng Ao, I surrender! I surrender!"

Meng Ao stood in mid-air with a sneer on his face and said:

"Now do you know how to admit defeat? It's too late!"

After speaking, he put his fingers in his mouth and whistled.

Only then did everyone notice that the flamingo he rode in had already blocked the monk's door.

The flamingo blocked the door, blocking the monk's way.

The monk gushed blood from his mouth and shouted sternly:

"Senior Brother Meng'ao, I have given up! We have no grievances! Why don't you let me live!"

But Meng Ao had no expression on his face and said in a solemn tone:

"I said I would give you a chance, but you didn't take it. Now there is no second chance!"

After saying that, a large sliver of cold light appeared, and puff puff, like a violent storm of bullets, penetrated the male monk's body, leaving bloody holes in it.

Then, he saw the corpse and the moon wheel flying treasure at his feet crashing into the jungle below.

Meng Ao waved his hand again, and the flamingo followed him and flew into the jungle. After a while, it flew out with a storage ring in its mouth. Meng Ao received the storage ring and cursed:

"You're looking for death."

After saying that, he returned to his door, and in a flash of light, he appeared in the competition field.

"In the first game of the first round, Tianyu Shenshan Meng Ao advanced!"

"Meng Ao's methods are so ruthless!"

"That man had already admitted defeat and begged for mercy, yet he still died in his hands."

"He's out..."

When Meng Ao stood at the bottom of the competition arena, everyone looked at him with respect and fear.

This guy's methods are brutal, his strength is strong, and he has rich experience. You have to be careful when fighting him! I'm afraid the next person who gets to fight him will cry.

Meng Ao walked out and glanced at the spectator seats. He paused for a moment on the faces of Li Shaotian, Tu Bafang, Chai Gaoyang and others. But in the end, he still focused his eyes on Tang Tian's face, and the corners of his mouth moved.

"He's looking at Tang Tian!"

"What did he say?"

"Does he feel that the real opponent is Tang Tian? It's just that Tang Tiantian is in the early stage of a god's cultivation. Even if Tang Tian can leapfrog the challenge, he should regard Li Shaotian and Chai Gaoyang as his main opponents!"

Meng Ao and Tang Tian were far apart. He moved his mouth but made no sound.

But Ding Hao could tell based on his mouth shape.

"Admit defeat!"

Meng Ao said these three words.

Tang Tian's lips also moved, and his answer was also three words:

"Your uncle!"

Meng Ao was furious, his eyes became even more gloomy, then he snorted coldly, turned around and walked away.

Looking at Meng Ao's leaving figure, Tang Tian was extremely confused, thinking how could Meng Ao know his existence? Since he ascended to the God Realm, he has basically been in seclusion or staying in the Black Mountain Ridge, rarely going out.

ah.

Moreover, it seems that this guy Meng Ao suddenly hates me very much. Do I have any grudge against him?

Tang Tian couldn't figure out what happened between him and Meng Ao. He had no memory at all!

After the first battle is over, the next battle continues.

The scene in the morning was about Song Ren versus Shao Qin of the Demon Sect.

Shaoqin is not a demon cultivator, just a demon cultivator. In fact, demon cultivators and demon cultivators are opposites. Demon cultivators are demons who cultivate themselves into adults, while demon cultivators cultivate the functions of themselves or a part of their bodies into

Demon.

The direction of evolution is in the opposite direction.

Although cultivating a person into a demon seems to be a stupid thing, we have to admit that certain functions of demons and beasts are indeed superior to humans. Demon cultivators do not want to cultivate themselves into a brainless beast, but

The main thing is to train your body to be as ferocious as a monster.

Shaoqin was not only proficient in the magic of transforming into a beast, but he also brought a real demon with the same ferocious strength as him.

"The Great Lord is not having an easy time this time!"

Liang Yu frowned worriedly.

Zhang Shasha said:

"If the big lord were to fight Shaoqin alone, he would definitely win against him. But Shaoqin released a very powerful female demon, equivalent to two against one, and the big lord would be in a bit of trouble."

While he was talking, the situation on the field suddenly changed.

Suddenly a large amount of roasted and fragrant spiritual beast meat was thrown out, and fine wine was sprinkled everywhere in the space.

Shaoqin usually feeds monsters with very ordinary animal meat, which is incomparable to the meat that the great lord threw out today. That monster has never eaten such delicious food before. After eating a piece, it was instantly

He stopped attacking Peng Guan and continued running to eat the second piece.

It’s so delicious, I’ve never eaten it before.

After eating the meat, I went to lick the poured wine. I felt that the wine was not bad.

Shaoqin almost fainted when he saw this situation. He scolded him repeatedly, but the monster finally ran back obediently.

But the big lord also has a big move here, a whole roasted suckling pig, golden in color and fragrant, making the monks in the stands all around drool, not to mention the monster beast that has no intelligence?
Chapter completed!