The reborn princess of the gods is picturesque

As this man fell, many monks who still wanted to challenge him hesitated. The monk who had just been kicked down was a late-stage monk in the transformation of gods. Although he was not from the Eight Sects, his sect was not weak in strength. The arena fell in less than half an hour. Although the girl on the stage looked low in cultivation, her methods were weird and she was proficient in poison. Even though she was on guard, she still fell into the trap. In this way, the originally noisy arena changed. Be very quiet.

Tu Ling glanced at the monks in the audience and saw that those people had no intention of coming up immediately, so she sat down cross-legged, took out a spirit-replenishing pill and threw it into her mouth, closed her eyes to restore her spiritual energy. She was not worried that no one would come up. Challenge yourself. There are rules in the arena competition. If there is no monk who takes the initiative to challenge on stage within half an hour, the formation on the arena will be activated. She will be randomly matched with an opponent among all the participating monks. All she has to do now is to seize the time. Restore spiritual power.

"Bah, these unsatisfied people are intimidated like this."

Several monks in uniform uniforms in the distance looked at the situation on the ring and cursed in a low voice.

"These idiots didn't take advantage of her weak spiritual power to quickly come on stage and challenge her, but actually gave her a chance to recover her spiritual power. It's really useless."

Seeing this, another person echoed scornfully, his eyes full of contempt for these sect monks.

"What should we do, Senior Brother Liu? Just watch her recover her spiritual power, or one of us can go up and knock her down."

One of them said to the man surrounded by them.

The man known as Senior Brother Liu looked at Tu Ling on the stage with gloomy eyes, and nodded after hearing this.

"Give her another chance. If she's still stubborn, I won't show any mercy and just kill her."

Looking at Tu Ling on the stage, Senior Brother Liu's voice was extremely calm. It was obvious that this was definitely not the first time he had done something like this.

"okay."

After saying that, a flash of excitement flashed in the eyes of the man who just spoke. He likes to do this kind of thing the most, crushing a talented monk under his feet and stepping directly into the dust. The pleasure makes him obsessed. He hopes now That woman was loyal enough to that Rebirth Building, so she had to give him a chance to take action.

He gently pulled out the long sword on his back and swung it in the direction of the ring seemingly casually. With a whistling sword sound, the long sword seemed to have eyes and stabbed straight towards the place where Tu Ling was sitting cross-legged. .

The recovering Tu Ling felt the cold and sharp sword intent envelope him, and he opened his eyes suddenly. The moment the figure dodged, the long sword had been inserted straight into the place where Tu Ling had just meditated.

The change happened suddenly, and a burst of exclamations erupted on the stage. The monks in the realm of refining the gods who were responsible for maintaining order among the several stages also opened their eyes slightly, glanced at the sword inserted in the stage, and frowned. But he ignored it with just one glance and closed his eyes again.

Just as Du Ling stood still, the man who threw the sword also landed on the ring. As he entered the ring, the light flashed on the ring and a barrier rose. At the same time, the screen above the ring showed the two people. According to the information, Purana Lou Taling scored 16 points, Sword Sect Li Ming scored 10 points, and another competition officially began.

"Du Ling, right? I'm giving you the last chance to leave the Rebirth Building and join our Sword Sect. From now on, you will be a disciple of the Sword Sect, one of the eight sects. You need resources and a backer. You are no better than your little-known... Why is the Palace of Purity so much stronger that you have become a fellow disciple? I will show you some kindness today, otherwise...hehe."

The disciples of the Rebirth Building are now the focus of the eight sects. If you recruit a disciple from the Rebirth Building, you will get a lot of spiritual stone rewards after returning to the sect. For the sake of those spiritual stones, Li Ming persuaded him with a arrogant expression. After saying this, looking at Du Ling who was wearing a half-mask opposite him, in addition to the necessity, there was also excitement and madness in his eyes that Tu Ling couldn't understand.

After the first team battle, many people in the Rebirth Building received olive branches from some sects. Most of the monks in the Rebirth Building were trained since childhood. Even if they join halfway, they are all restricted by souls in the sea of ​​consciousness. They are not allowed to betray for life, so even some people will be tempted by the big sects, but they dare not betray. From the moment they join the Purple Life Building, they know that if they want to leave or betray the Purity Tower, they will only die, so no matter the other party No matter how tempting the conditions are, no one can waver, but the more it is like this, the more it stimulates people's desire to conquer, so all kinds of temptations, temptations, and threats follow one after another.

Du Ling has attracted attention because of her superb poison skills. Jian Zong is just one of them, but it is the sect that she hates the most. These people don't just want her to join. After joining Jian Zong, she not only wants to serve Jian Zong. She had to work hard, hand in poison techniques, and even refine poison for these people. The group of people headed by Senior Brother Liu assumed a condescending attitude, as if she could enter the Sword Sect and everything she should do.

It's really ridiculous. Now standing in the ring, he is openly threatening. He is really confident.

Du Ling looked at the malicious smiling face of the person opposite her. She shook her wrist slightly, and a thin red line squirmed slightly on her wrist. A faint fragrance spread around her. Come on, I don’t know if she would cause trouble for the original poster if she accidentally killed this person.

"Stinky girl, I'm talking to you. Are you deaf?"

Li Ming felt impatient when the person opposite him didn't say anything for a long time, so he couldn't help but scolded him.

"You talk a lot of nonsense."

Tu Ling's red lips parted slightly, and as soon as the words fell, the person moved first.

Although the man was arrogant, he was wary of Tu Ling. When he saw the other party taking the lead, he retreated sharply, not daring to let Tu Ling get close. Then he smiled ferociously, held the long sword in his hand with his backhand, and violently The sword intention came out through the body.

Li Ming cultivated a killing sword, and the sword intent condensed with murderous intent and evil aura was extremely violent. He swung the sword with a sword intent exuding evil aura and enveloped the entire arena.

Tu Ling, who wanted to get closer to the other party, felt her body stagnate, and a feeling of despair and helplessness instantly enveloped her, making her feel like she had returned to her childhood, when her mother was killed with a stick, and she could only watch helplessly, except for crying. There was no way to beg for mercy. In the end, her mother died and she was about to be sold as a stove top. Tu Ling's figure staggered for a moment.

At this moment of stasis, Li Ming's sword was in front of him. Tu Ling had no time to think too much and instinctively blocked it with the short blade in his hand. The sword light hit the short blade, and Tu Ling's figure flew out and fell embarrassingly on the ground. On the ring, a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and the short blade was covered with fine cracks.

Tu Ling rolled up on the spot, clutching her chest, and looked at the man opposite with a solemn look. The eight disciples were indeed extraordinary.