During your freshman internship, you went to 749 to contain monsters.

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"Like Nuomin, Huangfu Lingyun, Shangguan Qing, Bai..."

Du Huiyan originally wanted to add Bai Hemian's name.

But... Bai Hemian's record is just as scary.

She changed her words: "Only these people are our targets."

"Lu Ding can hold him back. Hundreds of lives will be lost to him in exchange for heavy losses of Han geniuses. This is our ultimate goal."

People who like to take advantage often have no good results.

Rubble for rubble, jade for jade.

They know their own weight clearly.

It's not practical to touch Lu Ding.

Apart from Lu Ding, if this group of Han geniuses can be killed and injured, it will also make the Han people feel pain for a long time.

Although Lu Ding is terribly strong.

But if this generation is the only one who is extremely strong, then he is a young tree out of the forest, and there will be strong winds to destroy it.

After hearing this, Du Dong asked, "What do you want?"

Quan Xingle replied, "You can't give us what we want, so it's not what we want, but what you have."

"Think about it carefully. When we come out, I hope General Du can give us a good result."

Soon.

After everyone arrived.

Someone shouted, "Open the cenote!!"

Boom boom...

The earth shook, and the golden light shield slowly rose into the air.

After so many years of tradition, there are naturally no so many red tapes and messy procedures.

Just do it!

Another voice: "Enter!!!"

All the young talents who participated in the monster room battle fell into the pit together.

Until everyone else had almost left.

Lu Ding slowly stood up.

Looking at the students behind him, they moved in unison and followed him.

All dressed in black, with epaulettes of 749 on their shoulders.

The momentum was iron-blooded and murderous.

He jumped into the pit and landed steadily.

Hearing another sound: "Gai!!!"

The golden light shield fell again.

It was still in the preparation stage, but everyone had entered the monster room.

On the flat ground.

Lu Ding led a group of talented students from the 749th Dahan, with his back to the people outside the monster room, enjoying the attention of the people around him.

Look at the wanton smile on his lips.

The weird atmosphere reached its peak at this moment.

"What...what do these Dahan Tianjiao want to do?"

"No! They are not in a good condition!!!"

There were several suppressed exclamations.

Look into the pit.

Black smoke spread around Lu Ding.

The geniuses from other Dahan training grounds began to show their momentum one by one.

Boom boom boom boom.......

"Ninth level of the Spiritual Sea! So many ninth level of the Spiritual Sea!!!"

The ordinary students finished their performance.

The momentum of Huangfu Lingyun, Nuomin and others opened up.

"God's Palace!!!"

"Why are there so many God's Palaces!!"

Boom!!!

When Bai Hemian's third-level God's Palace momentum unfolded, everyone in other countries panicked!

Of course.

They were not panicking about Bai Hemian's realm.

But now Bai Hemian has reached the third level of the God's Palace.

What realm would Lu Ding, who is even more terrifying than him, be in?

His mind was filled with thoughts, and he was in a trance.

Then he suddenly came back to his senses.

Looking into the pit, in the billowing black smoke, Lu Ding turned his head and looked, his eyes emitting scarlet light in the black smoke.

It was terrifying.

Behind him followed those 749 geniuses of this year, and they all did the same thing as him, turning their heads to look.

There were all kinds of murderous lights in their eyes.

Against the backdrop of the billowing black smoke, it seemed so chilling.

Silent.

But they seemed to hear Lu Ding saying in a trance:

"Guess..."

These 749 geniuses of the Han Dynasty all continued the next sentence.

"How many of your geniuses can survive this year..."

If they had revealed their realm before, these Si Ming and Di Cha's other country's Qi-refining masters would at most be shocked, gloomy, and think about how to deal with it.

But now, the door... is closed.

Listen.

"I don't want to compete anymore, I don't want to compete anymore!!!!"

"Let me out!!! I don't want to compete anymore!!! Let me out!!!"

"I'm only at the seventh level of the Spiritual Sea. This is not a battle I can participate in. Let me out!!!"

"I want to go home, let me go home, I don't want honor, let me out, let me out, please!!"

Those who were not firm in mind had begun to waver.

Although they were mentally prepared before coming, they came to die this time, and they would use their lives to hold Lu Ding back.

Let others hunt down other geniuses of the Han Dynasty.

But now I see that the Han peoplePride, a group of God Palaces, with a group of all Linghai Nine Layers.

Fight!

Fight with chicken feathers!

It's a waste of death.

It's not worth it at all.

It's as if they can hold Lu Ding back, and the others can beat these monsters of the Han Dynasty.

Don't want to play anymore!!!

But the golden light shield is closed.

It's easy to get in.

Want to get out...

That's harder than climbing to the sky.

Of course, the most uncomfortable ones are the group of Tianjiao from Wei Gaoguo.

Originally, they planned to come in to take drugs, break through the God Palace, and hunt other Dahan Tianjiao.

Now a group of God Palaces appeared among the Dahan Tianjiao.

Hunt?

Haha... Run, don't think about hunting, it's good enough to save your life and not be hunted.

Among the Wei Gao Tianjiao, Quan Xingle cursed: "Shit!!!"

"The intelligence is wrong!!"

"Hey, you guys, follow the original plan and hold Lu Ding."

Quan Xingle gave orders to Zhu Bo, Zhenla and other geniuses.

It was also at this time.

A five-minute countdown was lit up on the golden light cover in the sky.

Except for the geniuses of the Han Dynasty, the geniuses of other countries rushed into the building.

Five minutes later, the Han Dynasty's "hungry ghosts" will be officially released!

Outside.

See the countdown in the monster room begin.

The senior leaders of other countries stood up one by one, and shouted to the leadership of the Han Dynasty with a somewhat ugly look:

"We can apply for a temporary..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a young woman among the leadership of the Han Dynasty, raised her hand and made a gun gesture.

The red lips uttered: "Bang."

An invisible murderous intent instantly blasted the speaker's chest open, blood splashed, and through the open chest, one could even see the heart beating rapidly.

"Next."

"You..."

Someone just spoke.

In the Han leadership team, someone put his hand on the table, playing with a small sword that was an inch long, and quickly drew and put away the sword.

The second person who shouted was split into two.

The man said in a calm voice: "Next."

Okay.

No one dared to speak anymore.

At this time, the tough attitude of the big man made them smell a hint of something unusual.

In the tiankeng.

Among the more than 200 Zhenla genius Qi refining masters who were left as cannon fodder, someone walked out.

He looked at the countdown in the sky and it was about to return to zero.

He shouted: "Lu Ding!!! I heard that you are the most powerful Tianjiao of the Han this year, do you dare to..."

The words were not finished yet.

Under his gaze, the other Han heroes tacitly stepped away from Lu Ding and made room.

They waited for the countdown to return to zero, and then rushed to the monster room to kill.

In the end, Lu Ding was the only one left in the field, facing more than 200 Qi-refining masters from other countries.