Langfei: I am the younger brother of the Fudi demons

Even at this moment, the rules of heaven and earth are trembling.

Lin Fan's heart also sank, and his eyes instantly looked in the direction where the rumbling sound came from.

The next moment, his pupils shrank deeply.

There was an incredible look on his face.

In the sky above this palace, accompanied by rumbles and roars, an ancient arena emerged.

The arena was a heavy black color. It was made of an unknown material. It was huge and boundless, with densely packed rules and order condensed and outlined on it.

Not only that, there are traces of battles left on it.

The knife chops and the ax chisels.

Lin Fan felt like his heart was exploding just by looking at the traces left behind.

It can be imagined that the existence that could leave traces on this arena is absolutely extraordinary.

And looking at the arena that emerged out of thin air, Lin Fan couldn't help but think of that weird guy who had put down harsh words and wanted to meet him in the arena of the ancient city.

I guess this is the arena, right?

But what benefit does this arena battle have to the winner?

If there is no benefit, who will get into the ring?

Unless your brain is funny.

Or there may be a life-or-death feud.

Just as I was thinking this, I heard a majestic voice blasting in everyone's ears, touching the hearts and souls: "The battle of creation arena begins, and the winner will get the final creation."

When Lin Fan heard this voice, his heart was moved.

Final creation?

What will it be?

No, no, I entered this secret place not for the ultimate creation, but for the giant cauldron.

But where is that giant cauldron now?

Also, what happened to the guy in the giant cauldron?

Has the opportunity in the giant cauldron been obtained?

Lin Fan felt a little complicated when he thought about this.

At this moment, many figures below rose into the air and fell directly towards the ring.

This made Lin Fan stunned again.

Arena battles are not one-on-one.

Why are so many people rushing up?

Could it be that a big melee is about to start?

With Lin Fan thinking in his mind, the melee on the arena had already begun.

Not only that, there was blood in the ring soon.

And Lin Fan slowly understood.

This is not so much a melee in the ring as it is a plunder of points.

It was the same as the fight in the secret place before.

As long as you kill the opponent, you will rob the opponent of points.

The difference is that those points can be left on the Tiandao Monument.

However, the looting of points in the arena will ultimately affect the final creation of this secret land.

I just don’t know what this ultimate destiny is.

Lin Fan was thinking this in his mind as the casualties on the arena over there continued.

Lin Fan knew that the real drama had not yet begun.

Because most of the people on the ring at this moment are casual cultivators, monks from the five races, and disciples of those sects, who have not yet taken action.

But waiting for the opportunity.

At the same time, his gaze also fell on Lin Fan, his eyes guarded.

Obviously they were wary of Lin Fan, fearing that Lin Fan would step onto the ring to compete.

Lin Fan pursed his lips and stepped back.

Not to mention that I haven't seen that weird guy yet.

Just say that at this time, I am afraid that I will encounter a wheel battle when I go up. No matter how powerful I am, the ants may bite the elephant to death.

Seeing Lin Fan's actions, the monks from the five tribes breathed a sigh of relief.

In their opinion, the other party was intimidated by their five races.

Originally, they wanted to join forces, but after this guy came to power, they took action together, hoping to defeat each other.

Now that the other party is sensible and does not compete with them, it saves them a lot of trouble.

As a result, they no longer had any scruples and rushed directly to the ring with the monks from their clan.

These monks, who are bound by family blood, gathered together after entering the ring.

As a result, those casual cultivators became helpless.

Soon, there was a major reshuffle of forces in the arena.

The casual cultivators who had rushed forward fell one by one, and the cultivators similar to the five tribes formed teams on the ring with their own power.

clamp each other.

As a result, the casual cultivators below who were eager to try now no longer dare to act rashly.

After all, in the current situation, whoever goes up is risking death.

Lin Fan was interested.

He really wanted to see how the various forces in the arena would determine the strongest one in the end.

After all, the rules of this arena make it very clear that the winner must be the winner.

If the parties maintain a balance, how to determine who is the winner?

Therefore, in the end, all parties had to fight to the death to find the final winner.

In fact, just as Lin Fan guessed, the balance in the arena was quickly broken.

The monks from the five tribes who originally did not deal with each other almost reached a tacit understanding at a certain moment. At the same time, they launched a strong attack on the monks from other forces and killed the killers.

This sudden scene made the monks under the ring scream in surprise.

The sect monks on the stage were also shocked and angry.

It's just that this is a secret place, and the five races can be said to be fighting at home. Even the monks from the Jiange can't compare with the monks of the five races here.

In just a short cup of tea, all the sectarian forces in the arena were killed.

In the end, it can be said that the entire arena was cleared by the five races.

Only the monks from the five tribes were left.

When Lin Fan saw this, his face was filled with smile.

So now the next step is the competition between the five races.

It's boring, it's really boring.

A good battle in the arena is played as if all nations are competing for hegemony.

Is it possible that in the end a certain clan will be like the Qin Sao Liuhe?

Lin Fan was thinking this in his mind, and when the five races on the stage were also on guard against each other, a sudden tremor of void energy attracted the attention of everyone on the field.

Lin Fan, in particular, turned his gaze over there almost instantly.

Then he saw a cauldron appear out of thin air, sweeping over and heading straight towards the ring.

Lin Fan's eyelids twitched.

Isn't this the cauldron I'm looking for?

While the chaotic energy was lingering in the cauldron, he saw the guy still sitting cross-legged in it, like an old monk in meditation.

Seeing the other party, Lin Fan also stood up, with a flash of evil in his eyes.

The figure over there seemed to be searching, and the eyelids of both eyes that were originally slightly closed were twitching slightly.

As for the giant cauldron, it still hit the five monks on the stage with a sweeping force.

The monks from the five tribes instantly fell on their backs, and no one was the enemy of this giant cauldron.

A slight touch would cause those monks' bodies to explode.

Turned into blood mist.

This caused the monks from the five tribes who had paid off the stage a moment ago to flee in panic, and finally rolled down the stage unbearably.

But even so, those who can escape from the ring can be said to have no chance of survival in the end.

The giant cauldron rushed forward like a meat grinder, shattering every monk in its path.

In the blink of an eye, only the giant cauldron was left standing in the huge arena.

In addition, the ground was filled with blood mist.

The smell of blood is simply overwhelming.

This incident once again dumbfounded the entire audience.

This mountain is higher than the other.

I originally thought that the final winner would appear among the five tribes, but I didn't expect that a giant cauldron would come out halfway and crush the entire audience.