Nine Revolutions Primal Chaos Art

The mighty power makes it difficult for the big man who thinks he has strong power to hold the sledgehammer in his hand. He can only watch his weapons leave him.

Just when the big man was surprised, Xiao Lingyu had already kicked him.

The big man should also be a veteran. He bent his legs and blocked Xiao Lingyu's feet.

Unfortunately, the big man's seemingly huge body, like the previous passer-by, flew backwards like a loaded shell.

Xiao Lingyu didn't take another look and walked out of the crowd.

Indeed, no one came to stop him. Xiao Lingyu's back gradually became blurred under the gaze of experts in the southeast region.

"This man is so strong!"

"Even the fat boy in the later stage of Lingmo can't take the next move. I guess only childe Zhan can fight with him in our southeast region."

"Which region is he from?"

"Hurry to talk to Mr. Zhan. He has another opponent to challenge."

It was not until Xiao Lingyu left Baixi time that the friars in the southeast region began to talk.

Xiao Lingyu didn't feel proud of defeating the spirit demon monk, and even felt a little funny. He didn't catch a liar, but lost 10000 magic crystals. He also fought with others for no reason. He inevitably felt a little unhappy and helpless.

If you also have a strong background and are taken care of by an expert on the mainland of killing immortals, with his strength, you can definitely walk sideways in front of these friars who are less than the realm of xuanmo. You can smoke anyone who is unhappy.

But he knows very well that he can't be too arrogant in this immortal continent. Otherwise, he doesn't know how he died if he angered the strong.

Before entering the independent space, Xiao Lingyu didn't want to create new problems. He tried his best to endure everything he could. At present, nothing is more important to him than the fairyland.

After leaving the gathering place of the friars in the southeast region, Xiao Lingyu casually left the valley and opened a simple cave in other places.

The reason why he closed the door is to hide from the limelight. He has just become powerful in the southeast region. I think someone else will come to him. Xiao Lingyu is not afraid of fighting, but doesn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.

After two years of isolation, Xiao Lingyu felt that the things he had caused in the southeast region should have been forgotten, so he left the customs.

He returned to the valley, and then continued to look for tokens ranking less than 50000.

But after a few turns, not only did you find the monk who sold the token ranking within 50000, but no one around the valley sold the token ranking anymore.

What should be sold has already been sold.

"75000 ranking should be enough." Xiao Lingyu comforted himself, and then went to seclusion.

After a few laps, he didn't buy a higher ranking token, but Xiao Lingyu heard a lot of news. For example, the monks in several regions held together and fought more and more fiercely, and even some monks died directly in the fight.

However, under the control of many experts in the demon world, even if these monks below the mysterious demon period fight, they can't turn over much waves, and it's impossible to break out large-scale conflict. Almost all of them fight alone.

Friars in the demon world are aggressive, and there is no prohibition against fighting in the immortal continent. Many forces, large and small, also want their disciples to fight with the disciples of other sects or forces, one for training, the other for finding gaps, and the third for seeking opportunities for breakthrough in the battle.

It was precisely because there were too many challenges among regions that Xiao Lingyu closed the door again and didn't want to get involved in it.

With Xiao Lingyu's strength, once he participates in the struggle, I'm afraid many people will challenge him every day, and he doesn't dare to kill anyone to deter everyone. It's better to hide and be quiet.

However, Xiao Lingyu did not dare to enter into deep cultivation. After all, it was not peaceful here, and he also had to come out occasionally to see if the independent space had appeared.

Xiao Lingyu didn't want to cause trouble. He was bent on hiding. Naturally, it was difficult to find trouble. His days in Zhuxian mainland had always been very calm.

Three hundred years later, there was finally an independent space between the two barriers.

To Xiao Lingyu's dismay, there were only four independent spaces this time, the least in countless years.

In the past, there were basically more than ten independent spaces, and 100000 monks below the dark magic period could enter them, but this time they could only enter 40000.

The monks ranking after 40000 are very depressed. The monks who spend a lot of money to buy tokens between 40000 and 50000 spit blood directly.

As a result, there are more monks who buy tokens ranking less than 40000. Unfortunately, no one is willing to sell them at all.

Even if someone occasionally took out a token to sell, it had been bought by others before the news came out.

Seeing that the four independent spaces were becoming more and more obvious, and the day when the entrance was opened was getting closer and closer, Xiao Lingyu was so eager that he put up a sign directly next to the entrance of the valley, which said that one million magic crystals bought tokens within 40000!

There was a sign here, and he naturally had to stay here. Because the sign and the words on it were too eye-catching, he was surrounded by countless monks.

But even so, no one contacted him on the first day.

Xiao Lingyu wanted to enter the independent space so much that he changed that one million into three million the next day.

Three million magic crystals are a huge wealth for many small and medium-sized forces. Only some big forces don't pay much attention to them, but they will certainly be moved. After all, it is almost impossible to send a disciple who is less than the dark magic period into an independent space and want to earn more than three million magic crystals, And it is very likely that the disciples sent in will never come back.

Therefore, as soon as Xiao Lingyu revised his price, someone came to him. After paying 3 million magic crystals, he got a token ranking 38000.

This time, Xiao Lingyu was not careless. He carefully checked the token and found that it was not fake, so he put it away and left.

Half a month after Xiao Lingyu got the token, a powerful voice sounded with dignity - "all the devil's younger generation ranking within 40000, gather in the valley!"

"Do those independent spaces already have entrances?"

All the monks ranking below 40000 entered the valley with hope, including Xiao Lingyu.

The valley is not very big, but it can easily accommodate 40000 people. When everyone comes, an old man with a dignified face appears in the air and says: "This time, the number of independent spaces is too small, which is a little unusual. Therefore, in order to be safe, after discussion with various large doors and several demon lords, we decided to send the strongest friars under the dark magic period of our demon world to enter them, so as to obtain the greatest benefits for the demon world. Therefore, before the entrance of the four independent spaces appeared, you have those who ranked within 40000 Friar, if you want to accept the challenge of others, you can keep the token if you win. If you lose, you will lose the qualification to enter the independent space to seek opportunities. "

"Ah?"

"How can this be?"

"I bought this token for 700000 magic crystals..."

"It's over!"

The old man has just finished. Most of the monks below are dissatisfied.

"I protest!"

A young monk looked at him and shouted loudly.

"You are not qualified to protest!"

The old man, who was still floating in the air, waved his robe sleeve, and a black light fell, ruthlessly erasing the young friar.

In the demon world, the weak have no right to speak and can only be arranged by the strong.

"Who else protested?" the old man squinted at the valley and asked calmly.

The whole valley was silent.

"Oh, my three million magic crystals are white." Xiao Lingyu sighed in his heart. Although he was dissatisfied, he would not stand up to protest.