Cute Scripture of Mountains and Seas

"One hundred consecutive victories?" Mei Xue's heart moved slightly.

After watching for a long time, he also knew some of the rules of these arenas.

The fairy talisman attached to the huge stone pillar has a special sealing effect, which can greatly reduce the destructive power of various fairy arts, and at the same time limit the level of the ring battle to the fairy ring level.

That is to say, whether you are a mortal or an immortal warlock, the most immortal skills that can be performed in this arena are at the level of the immortal ring level.

If the two parties in the battle raise their strength above the Immortal Ring level, the arena will automatically determine that the side that breaks the rules first will lose.

After all, this kind of arena is not prepared for the battle of Dharma Bodies and Immortal Warlocks of the Shenyi rank. With the cultivation of immortal art at this level, the entire town will be wiped out in the blink of an eye.

Those who built these arenas are the alliance of major forces in the entire Western Sea Region, including the White Tiger Academy, the Holy Land of Kunlun, and the Xuanyuan Family.

Therefore, even an immortal warlock of the Shenyi rank will restrain his own strength when stepping into this arena, and suppress his combat power within the immortal ring rank.

On this point, Dean Yougui specially reminded Mei Xue.

It is not an easy thing to achieve a hundred consecutive victories in the arena where the combat power of the immortal ring level is limited.

"Is there anyone else coming up!" Before Mei Xue wondered who this was, a triumphant voice revealed the culprit who caused this wave of shock.

That slightly childish yet cute voice, coupled with her character of showing off with a little bit of achievement, and the most important thing is the vermilion pillar of fire rising into the sky in the center of the ring, Mei Xue doesn't even need to see herself , you will know who this is.

Taking a few mysterious steps, passing through the almost impenetrable crowd, Mei Xue really saw the girl who suddenly had a full mountain peak and was wearing the flamboyant Suzaku Immortal Clothes.

Today's Zhu Huo is more confident than usual.

It seemed as if something was supporting her. After a hundred consecutive battles, she didn't even have a breath, and she was showing off her might on the central ring.

No matter how Mei Xue looked at it, she felt that there was something wrong with Zhu Huo now, and the normal Zhu Huo would not be so belligerent.

This kind of sharp-edged feeling is more like her sister, Zhu Xuan, the holy son of the monster race in the southern sea area.

"Yeah, it's so boring, I still want to challenge Thousand Killing!"

"Come on, if one is not enough, come ten! I want one to fight ten!" Zhu Huo, who had nowhere to vent his strength and obviously hadn't enjoyed fighting, shook his fingers at the strong men from all walks of life under the ring, and then went down a little.

"You, you, you, and you are all immortal ring ranks!"

"You're welcome, come up, I'll pick ten of you one by one!"

Among those selected by Mei Xue, five were sword cultivators abound in the western seas, the other four were monster races in the southern seas, and one Buddhist monk was very rare in the western seas.

Without exception, they all have the cultivation base of Immortal Ring Rank, and they are all the best among them.

This is not unrelated to the geographical location of this town. This is one of the largest ports leading to the Kunlun Mountains in the western sea area, and it has gathered fairy warlocks and monks from all over the world.

But even so, there were more than ten magicians around a ring, which still shocked the onlookers.

Even they who are well-informed have never seen so many fairy warlocks gathering in recent days, as if the number of high-ranking fairy warlocks has increased several times overnight.

"Don't bully people too much!"

"Challenging us at the same time, you are too crazy!"

"I'll kill you later, don't blame us for being merciless!"

The five sword cultivators of the Immortal Ring rank obviously had bad tempers. Mei Xue observed their auras and found that these five sword cultivators seemed to have advanced recently, and their cultivation bases still seemed unstable.

They don't feel like Xuanyuan Jianying's pure sword cultivators who are dedicated to swordsmanship, but closer to swordsmen in the mortal world.

"Okay, since you want to fight so much, we'll accompany you!" Compared to the five sword cultivators who had just advanced, the monster monks from the southern sea area were much happier.

The southern sea area is the base camp where the monster races gather. Most of the monster races are warlike races. They are obviously a model among them. Mei Xue smells blood from them, and it is obviously not the first time for a novice to come to the western sea area. . ,

As for the last one

"Amitabha, the sword has no eyes, can you make a good relationship, everyone is too angry, put down the butcher knife."

This is a master from the Western Little Leiyin Temple, who is quite similar to Mei Xue's mentor, Master Huiguo.

It's strange to say that the atmosphere in the western seas is not suitable for Buddhism, which advocates self-cultivation and self-cultivation, but Xiaoleiyin Temple, the holy place of Buddhism, chooses to open an altar and preach here, and recruit disciples from all over the world.

There are countless killings every day. On the western battlefield, which can be called a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, it is these eminent monks from Leiyin Temple who finally collect the bones, cremate the remains of the dead, and chant sutras for the funeral.

Without these eminent monks from Buddhism to deal with the corpses in the western battlefield, I am afraid that there will be ten times more resentful spirits and ghosts in the entire western battlefield.

"Master..." Mei Xue's face was full of joy, and she was about to go over to catch up with this eminent Buddhist monk who was known to be from the Western Lingshan at a glance, and discuss the essence of Buddhism.

"Boom!" A cold radiance suddenly descended from the sky, covering the eminent monk who was about to release the seas and mountains and several fierce monster monks.

When Mei Xue came back to her senses, this kind and eminent monk had turned into a white light and flew away without a trace.

"Oh oh oh, what an eminent monk, eminent monk!"

"This kind of magical power of turning light is admirable."

"It's a pity, if this eminent monk really enters the ring, I'm afraid there will really be a battle between dragons and tigers!"

The Kunlun people who witnessed this scene were amazed. Although they didn't like the way of Buddhism, the real strong are worthy of respect no matter where they go.

The supernatural power of turning into light and flying displayed by this Buddhist eminent monk is exactly this kind of great supernatural power that can shock everyone. For a while, everyone is in awe of this peerless master.

Kunlun Mountains, in the seabed about ten kilometers away from this port.

"Alert lifted!"

"The target has been blasted away, repeat, the target has been blasted away!"

"Hmph, bald donkey! You still dare to come!" Bai's black pupils returned to their original shape, and he was satisfied with the response speed of the three sisters Chuxue, Xinxue, and Baixue:

"In the future, if you see this kind of baldness, don't be polite, just send them away!"

"These guys will never be allowed to approach Mei Xue again!"

"I'd rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go!"

"I think back then, it was just such a promiscuous bald donkey who taught my brother bad..."