"Roar!" Qin Hao roared like a wild beast in the illusion. His body, which had been tempered for thousands of times, was his greatest weapon.
In this illusion, he doesn¡¯t need to worry about injury or death. The pain he endured during physical training has turned into his strength.
"Don't come over here!" A disciple from a small sect screamed when he saw Qin Hao who was like a wild beast.
"Roar!" This disciple of the small sect is at the fourth level of Qi Refining. Qin Hao's cultivation is only at the third level of Qi Refining. In terms of cultivation, he is stronger than Qin Hao. He may not be incapable of fighting in this illusion. But when he saw Qin Hao, he was frightened and his fighting spirit disappeared. How could he remain undefeated?
Qin Hao gained experience points after taking down the small sect disciple, and happened to be promoted to the fourth level of Qi refining. He took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth to treat his injuries.
"Beast blood body refining method!" Qin Hao's eyes lit up, this little sect disciple actually had a beast blood body refining method.
In this illusion, if you want to practice the "Beast Blood Body Refining Technique", you must fight the monsters. The disciples of this small sect simply don't have the courage to fight the monsters, and they can't use such a powerful technique.
"Waste!" Qin Hao snorted disdainfully. Waste is waste. In reality, he is already waste. In this illusion, he doesn't even dare to fight. He deserves to be a waste for the rest of his life.
Qin Hao has no reason to directly practice the "Beast Blood Body Refining Method". Obviously, he is also preparing to take the path of physical training. The one that suits him best is the strongest.
Purple Qi Immortal Sect has placed a large number of exercises and spells in this illusion. Almost all disciples can find exercises and spells that suit them in this illusion.
Ouyang Tian didn¡¯t meet any immortal cultivators along the way, not even monsters. His cultivation was still at the second level of Qi Refining, and he could only activate two wooden figures at the same time.
"Hey, it's another mid-grade and high-grade spiritual weapon, Mu Ren No. 2, this is yours." Ouyang Tian flicked his fingers, and this middle-grade and high-grade giant ax was held by Mu Ren No. 2. in hand.
Ouyang Tian named the two wooden men Muren No. 1 and Muren No. 2. He put all the spiritual weapons he got on Muren No. 1 and Muren No. 2. The combat power of these two wooden men was Even stronger than Ouyang Tian himself.
"Can the Wooden Man Technique still be used like this?" The strong men from the Hundred Sect Alliance outside all had question marks on their faces.
These spiritual weapons should be more powerful in the hands of immortal cultivators. Isn¡¯t it a waste of natural resources to use these spiritual weapons for wooden people?
"I thought this Ouyang Tian had any real abilities, but it turns out it's nothing more than that, just a wooden man technique over and over again!" Zhuo Tian sneered.
"Elder Zhuo's words are wrong. I think Ouyang Tian is just a child of five or six years old. It is already very difficult to master a spell at such a young age." Yuchi Bailian from Yinsha Island laughed. .
The corner of Zhuo Tian's mouth curled up: "It's a pity that his wooden man technique is not very useful in this illusion. Now that the Murong family has opened the handicap, I will buy a hundred thousand spiritual stones to support it. Ten The Ten Thousand Spirit Stones overwhelm Qin Hao!"
"One hundred thousand spirit stones, what a great gesture. Elder Zhuo lost so many before and still still has one hundred thousand spirit stones in his hand. He is worthy of being an elder of the first sect. I admire him, I admire him!" Tian Buer was reading the handicap. Hehehe smiled.
Zhuo Tian glanced at Tian Buer with a strange look. Did he think that this would make him angry? He was too naive.
"I suppressed 200,000 spirit stones, and Ouyang Tian won." Tian Buer glanced at Zhuo Tian, ??and the meaning couldn't be more obvious. I, a disciple of the Purple Qi Immortal Sect, suppressed 200,000, and you, the majestic Cangtian Dao Sect, The elder only suppressed 100,000 yuan. How can he be embarrassed?
Zhuo was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, but he could only endure it. He had lost two games in a row, and the spiritual stones in his pocket were almost exhausted. One hundred thousand was already his limit.
Murong Yundi was reluctant to collect the spirit stones. Most people voted for the top ten favorites to win the championship. Of course, some people voted for others. They all hoped to be upset. After all, the odds of losing 10 to 1 were no joke.
In just one hour, one-third of the cultivators were eliminated, and within an hour, the first poisonous circle opened.
"Roar!" An earth-shattering roar came from the surroundings. The poisonous circle was replaced by monsters, and countless monsters came from all directions.
Some cultivators were searching for treasures. When they heard the roar of the monsters, it was already too late. A large number of monsters came. These cultivators were instantly overwhelmed by the monsters, and in the blink of an eye there was no sound.
"Ahhh!" These immortal cultivators who were thrown out of the illusion screamed incomparably. The pain in this illusion was 100%. They really felt the flesh and blood on their bodies when they died.?The feeling of biting off bit by bit, the pain can no longer be described in words.
Ouyang Tian looked at his position: "Damn it, the circle of punishment!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com