Wang Rui finally got what the Shadow Society wanted, but he didn't feel much joy. Maybe he could exchange it for Li Xiyue, but Zhou Hua's feelings for him and persistent determination made him feel a little uncomfortable. At the same time, Chen Qi
His death made him blame himself even more.
At the moment, he summoned the false figure of Chen Qi from the Soul Prison Tower, and could not bear to destroy it. At the same time, he also placed her alone on the third floor of the Soul Prison Tower so that other ghosts and ghost generals could not harm her.
Wang Rui knew that he was deceiving himself, but he would rather do this and keep this longing.
After taking in the demon, his purpose in the treasure hunting battlefield has been achieved. As for other treasure hunting, he is not very interested. There is still about a year before the random portal opens, and he plans to find a hidden and remote place.
The whole place was spent in cultivation.
After having the "God of Thunder Technique", he has no problem in breaking through the thunder system to form a pill. Moreover, he also has the spirit-melting pill in his hand. He only needs to wait until he gets out to attack the pill with all his strength.
With the experience of forming pills in earth-type exercises, he can naturally master the thunder-type exercises with ease.
Just when Wang Rui was about to spend the one-year deadline in a secluded place, a beam of light fell from the sky, enveloped him, and then disappeared instantly.
At the same time, in every corner of the battlefield, after nearly two years of screening and elimination, all the remaining surviving monks were selected by the light beam and taken to another place.
When Wang Rui woke up, he found that people were lying around him, about hundreds of them, including men, women, old and young.
These people were probably transported here in the same way as himself. Wang Rui observed that no one was dead or injured, they just fell into a deep sleep.
In addition to him, the people who woke up at this time seemed to be someone earlier, including an old man in blue, a cold and charming woman in leather robes, and a man wearing a half-mask and playing a flute.
Wang Rui woke up and alarmed them. Then the man playing the disciple stopped playing and laughed loudly: "Brother, you are the fourth one to wake up. You must really want to know what happened. Why don't you come over and talk about it?"
"That's fine." Wang Rui nodded. He didn't know what was going on at this moment. Someone just happened to be able to understand the situation.
These three people are not close to each other. It should be said that they are clearly different from each other. They are obviously wary of each other, but overall, the masked man is the most enthusiastic.
"I've met fellow Taoist, I'm Li Changqing from Red Maple Valley." The masked man saluted.
Wang Rui cupped his hands and replied: "I have met fellow Taoist Wang Rui of Xiaxu Tianzong."
"Xu Tian Sect?" Li Changqing was a little surprised and said casually: "I have heard that there is an outstanding woman in your sect named Li Xiyue. Is that correct?"
Wang Rui nodded and said, "Senior Sister Li is the pride of our Xutian Sect. She has been promoted to a pill-forming monk."
"I see, I would like to pay a visit if I have the chance." Li Changqing seemed to have a hint of admiration in his tone, which was understandable. After all, Li Xiyue's beauty and strength were outstanding.
The two briefly chatted for a few words, and Li Changqing introduced Wang Rui to the other two people who had woken up earlier. He nodded to the woman in leather robe and said, "This is fellow Taoist Qiu Ling from the Litian Sect."
The woman in leather robe simply bowed her hands to Wang Rui and nodded. The woman was quite good-looking, especially her nose.
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Pulled out, red lips are thin and unsmiling.
Then he turned to the old man in green not far away and said, "That is Mr. Lu Nanzhai from Jiuyang Temple."
The old man in green turned his head, and Wang Rui suddenly felt his eyes light up. It turned out that the middle of the band tied on the old man's forehead was like a mirror, reflecting light, like a beacon.
"Why do you need to say so much, Fellow Daoist Li? Since everyone has been teleported here, we might start fighting later. Now that we are familiar with each other, wouldn't it be difficult to start?" The words of the old man in green immediately made the atmosphere stagnant.
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Wang Rui immediately asked: "What do you mean by what my friend said?"
Lu Nanzhai smiled and said: "You and I, as well as the hundreds of people on the ground who have not yet awakened, will probably kill each other because of something. Do you understand?"
"Dimensional crack?" Wang Rui reacted immediately.
"Smart!" Lu Nanzhai nodded approvingly. Talking to smart people saves trouble.
Li Changqing smiled bitterly and said: "It will be later, but now is the time. Besides, if the four of us are willing to join forces, we must be able to deal with the remaining people."
"Brother Li, why do you see this? There are only four of us. Even if we have powerful magic weapons or talismans, the strength of these people will not be much different from ours. Are you so confident?" Wang Rui asked in confusion.
Li Changqing shook his head and said: "Brother Wang doesn't know something. This killing platform, which is the place where everyone is teleported to, can judge the strength and destiny of each person from the time he wakes up. Those who wake up within an hour
The strength of people and those who wake up later are completely different. Right now, Mr. Lu wakes up first, followed by me, Junior Sister Qiu third, and you are the last one."
He continued: "When we were talking just now, an hour happened to pass, so I made this suggestion."
"In other words, the four of us will form an offensive and defensive alliance first and deal with the others together. After that, we will each gain the maximum benefit based on our own abilities?" Wang Rui suddenly understood something.
Li Changqing replied with satisfaction: "Yes, Brother Wang is really smart and can draw inferences from one instance to another."
"That's fine, thanks to the respect of the three of you, I agreed, but I only take the treasures that I like, and I don't have much interest in others."
Hearing what Wang Rui said, the other three nodded with satisfaction. This shows that Wang Rui does not want more treasures, but just wants the treasures he needs, which is not greedy.
Then the four people dispersed slightly and stood roughly together. Except for Wang Rui, the other three were all disciples of the four top sects. Wang Rui didn't really trust the three of them. After all, compared to their relationship with him, it was obvious that they
The three of them are more willing to accept each other's cooperation. Wang Rui may be just an accident.
Then, the sleeping people woke up one after another. About an hour later, everyone woke up, and it was a little noisy.
Some people say that this is the secret realm in the battlefield, others say that this is the last level of the battlefield, and some even say that this is already outside the battlefield. In short, there are all kinds of answers. Wang Rui is secretly glad that he is one of the people closest to the truth.
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Click!
The sky in the distance cracked, and then the huge power of space spread, and then a storm came, mixed with several, no, dozens, no, hundreds of rainbow lights. The monks who were familiar with this scene suddenly
His eyes were shining brightly. The storm in front of him meant that at least hundreds of treasures of various colors were coming from this time.
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Yuan is coming.
At this moment, most people's thoughts became strange, and they looked at the people around them cautiously, and some even had murderous intent in their eyes.
During the coming dimensional storm, everyone could still suppress their inner urges, but when three or five distinctive rainbow lights suddenly appeared among hundreds of rainbow lights, some people could no longer suppress it.
"I advise you to be wise. We have already discussed and formed an alliance. When the storm is over, anyone who dares to rob us will be killed. It will be your turn after we have collected them." A man with a fierce face carried the gun.
Said while holding a silver spear.
This person didn't seem to be an unknown person. After saying such words, no one objected for a while.
Just when this person was feeling proud, a discordant voice finally came out: "Xie Yuan, although you are the inheritor of the Bawangmen Bawang Spear, when will it be your turn to give orders? We Xianming were the first to refuse.
"This is a man wearing a square turban on his head. He is middle-aged in appearance, with a white face and a long beard. He is followed by a group of men and women, more than thirty people in total.
There are nearly thirty people in Xie Yuan's group, reaching twenty-seven.
"Hmph, who do I think it is? It turns out to be Yuan Liuyi, a rotten scholar from the Confucian sect. Since you are not convinced, let's have a fight first." Xie Yuan and Yuan Liuyi seemed to have quite a conflict, and the two of them argued with each other.
stand up.
At this time, there were several other forces in the field, including two, three, and groups of three or five. There were quite a few of them. These people were all casual cultivators and had no sect. They also entered here through other means this time.
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In addition to these people, the more special ones are Wang Rui, Li Changqing, Qiu Ling and Lu Nanzhai. The four of them are like a small independent group, and no one can enter.
The dimensional storm finally began to dissipate slowly, and the situation in the field was already tense. Xie Yuan and Yuan Liu's groups had conflicts from time to time, but they still tolerated it and did not fight.
"Look, the dimensional storm has disappeared." Someone reminded them. Immediately, Xie Yuan and Yuan Liuyi no longer held back. They set up their magic weapons and flew towards the place where the dimensional storm disappeared.
The two groups of people immediately rushed towards the various treasures scattered on the ground or floating in the air. Among them, the three brightest rainbow lights were still circling, and they seemed to be quite powerful.
After Xie Yuan and Yuan Liu sent troops to rush over to seize the treasure, the other small forces gritted their teeth and rushed over one after another, and were immediately dragged into the battle group.
Xie Yuan and Yuan Liuyi are worthy of being the leaders of the two major forces. They are very powerful and have their own merits.
Xie Yuan's spear flew up and down. He belongs to the lineage of physical cultivation. He fights closely with people, making his opponents miserable. At the same time, his spear is said to be a magical weapon and is indestructible. Many people's magic weapons and armors have been destroyed.
His spear only broke through, but in just half an hour, more than ten monks died in his hands.
Yuan Liuyi has a very unique skill. He relies on reciting saints' articles and using his bare pen in his hand to compete with heroes from all over the world.
His aura is contained in every article he reads. The monks who are entangled by the sound of his reading will have a splitting headache and feel worse than death. In the end, he will outline the sentence with a red pen and ink pen and pronounce the sentence of life or death.
The ink pen is only a serious injury, but the Zhubi attack is a life-threatening one. No wonder some people call him a "life-killing Confucian scholar".