"You are an old man. At that time, Xinning only had 58,000 spiritual consciousnesses. Now it is 61,000. He said that if the spiritual consciousness exceeds 60,000, the gap is not small." Liu Yanyun said.
"Yes, now the "god" is no longer something that the Lord can guess. Xinning is not here, and we can't see the depth. The influence of their powerful spiritual consciousness can be felt from such a long distance. This is the mainland.
The top combat power." Youlan said.
"Yes, they are all Martial God seeds. Why do they practice so fast? Is it because they are dual-type?" Kirby Qiusha said.
"It's possible. Dual systems have always made rapid progress, and Xinning is a good example." Menasha said.
"How good is this? Aren't we being pulled further and further away by Xinning?" After Qu Fengjiao finished speaking, the beauties were silent. These are all talented women. Who would want to be a vase? What's the point of living like that?
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The battle was extremely brutal. To these genius "gods", getting the best spiritual stone was a trivial matter, but honor was a big deal. Who would miss an opportunity to become famous all over the world?
Magris, one of the Five Gods of War in the Machilai Continent, was defeated first. He only lasted for a month. His opponent was Ma Xiaonong, one of the Three Musketeers in the Qingping Continent.
To be honest, this is a bit too fast for a "god" battle. Although Magris is also a dual-system "god", his spiritual consciousness is only 56,000, which is the lowest here. It is reasonable to lose.
Two months later, all the fighting was over.
The tragedy is that the four great kings of Nei Li Continent, Jia Baer of the Sword Sect, Yue Yuhe of the Yin Yu Sect, Sidao, the king of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and Xin Jia Boli of the Soul Power Sect all lost to their opponents. Poor Jia Baer was in vain.
Even the minimum qualifications to challenge are gone.
There are only three of the Five Gods of War left in the Machilai Continent, but the Three Musketeers of the Qingping Continent have all defeated their opponents.
"These are the four heavenly kings. Why are they all losing? Do they have no choice but to work hard on the mainland to become kings and hegemons?"
"Yeah, what kind of alliance leader is there? It's just embarrassing to our inner-dining continent. If you don't have that level, why are you making nonsense?"
"The gap seems a bit big. How come the "God" Zunzhan was completely over in three months?"
"What's the point? This isn't a fight to the death. Why are you still holding on even if you know you're losing?"
"Haha! That's good. We can watch the performances of the Three Musketeers of the Qingping Continent and the Five Gods of War of the Machilai Continent in our inner training continent."
"What the heck, such a terrifying battle is so satisfying to watch. Who cares who it is? Could it be that the "god" of Yunpeng is the one who strengthens the continent within us?"
"Yes, it is said that the "god" Yunpeng comes from the low-level Linfeng Continent. He has no family or sect but is proud of the world."
"These guys are so fierce, do you think "God" Yunpeng will lose..."
"Nonsense, how could the "god" Yunpeng lose?"
"That's right, when I was on the Qingping Continent's Black Demon Battlefield, I killed him six times in a row. Could it be that Yunpeng's "god" would lose to someone of the same level?"
"Yeah, why didn't you hear anything about the Three Musketeers of Qingping Continent at that time? If they are so awesome, why don't they also do a six-level cross-cutting attack?"
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The name of a person, the shadow of a tree, Yunpeng "god" has too many fans. Perhaps, in their hearts, these fans do not want their idol to fall.
At this time, the four heavenly kings were sitting in their private rooms depressed, feeling extremely ashamed. Now they have become the top "gods" in the three continents, and they...
Tens of thousands of monks are still enthusiastic and their shouts are earth-shattering. Everyone likes to join in the fun. At the same time, monks are products of passion. They worship heroes, especially such top heroes. This is why monks in this world attach great importance to honor.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"...
After only one day's rest, perhaps due to the presence of top-quality spiritual stones, dust filled the Qingling Sect Death Battle Valley again, and it happened that two sides were three against three.
Ma Xiaonong from Qingping Continent once again took the lead in winning.
"Old Qin, why do I think this guy still retains his strength after playing? He is obviously stronger this time than last time." After all, Alma's strength is still low, so he can't see clearly.
"How did I know that the gap between us and others is too big, but I also feel this way." Qin Lijie also vaguely felt that this horse farmer was unusual.
"This guy is playing tactics? It seems that even if the boss is not around, we can't figure out why." Alma said dejectedly.
"Playing tactics? I'm afraid it won't have much effect on the boss. The boss is a veteran of tactics. In the end, strength determines everything." Qin Lijie said.
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With the end of the third contest, the Three Musketeers of the Qingping Continent finally lost one, and the Five Gods of War of the Makile Continent only had one Scolari left. If Xinning was here, you would definitely be able to see that this Scolari
Larry and Ma Xiaonong's consciousness has reached 61,000.
"Since you have given an odd number, how about I make up the number? Don't worry, you have already fought twice, and I won't take advantage of you. I will use three million top-quality spiritual stones to bet you one million. I think,
Is this fair? Haha!" While everyone was confused, a handsome young man in white walked into the Qingling Gate Death Battle Valley.
"You?" The three victorious "gods" looked at the visitor in confusion. Three million top-quality spiritual stones was an astronomical figure. Each of the top "gods" who came here collected one million top-quality spiritual stones.
It's already been very strenuous.
Divine awareness is sixty-one! Of course Scolari and Ma Xiaonong can clearly see opponents of the same level. Good guy, they are another strong opponent.
"Yes." The two of them nodded at the same time. A monk at this level cannot be afraid of the challenge of the same level. This is also against his heart. There are many masters in this world, maybe it is another casual cultivator like Xinning?
"Who is this?"
"Who knows? Since he can produce three million top-quality spiritual stones, how can he be an ordinary person?"
"Well, you didn't see that the two "gods" agreed. It seems that they are really masters of "gods".
"It's interesting. It's really a gathering of all parties this time. I don't know who will have the last laugh."
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The opponent drawn by the boy in white was Scolari, and Ma Xiaonong defeated his opponent in just three months. After all, the gap was already quite big.
Ma Xiaonong carefully observed the new guy. Obviously, the guy in white had begun to gain an advantage. The semi-magic in his hand was obviously of the wind type and was as fast as lightning.
Ma Xiaonong was nervous. This guy's strength seemed to be stronger than his own. After all, Ma Xiaonong couldn't judge carefully without personal experience.
Sure enough, Scolari was defeated and looked frustrated. At this point, who wants to lose?
Ma Xiaonong was wrong. He was so wrong. The strength of the guy in white had increased to a terrifying 40%. He couldn't resist it. The most terrifying thing was that this guy was of the wind and gold elements. The gold element was not only sharp.
, where would the sharpness come from without speed, so it looks even faster.
The young man in white showed his strength and became more and more courageous as he fought. He didn't show any procrastination like when he fought Scolari just now. In just one month, he defeated Ma Xiaonong.