living in the world of reincarnation

Chapter 360 Racing

Under the siege, the green-robed cultivator was exhausted, his true energy was exhausted, and the indestructible copper hammer was not controlled by him. At this moment, he was struggling like a trapped animal.

Although his death was a foregone conclusion, everyone was still amazed by his profound cultivation base, repeatedly defusing deadly moves, after a long fight, it was not until Mu Lan cooperated with A Feng's surprise attack that the final decision was made.

"Learn more." Mu Lan glanced at Zhao Ziyu.

"The combat instincts of these two people are simply terrifying." Zhao Ziyu said to himself: "It seems that we should not underestimate this spiritual realm. High-level monks are high-level monks. If it weren't for our special fighting methods, whoever wins and who loses Not necessarily."

Mu Lan glanced at the mechanical watch, "The spirit beast is about to change form again, let's prepare."

At this time, the sun began to move to the west from the top of the head, and the second half of the competition began in the field, and the fairy mountain that pierced into the sky was getting closer and closer.

After clearing six rounds of the floating island in a row, the area under everyone's feet gradually became smaller. The current one can barely accommodate more than ten people.

And the competitors began to appear more and more, not because the number of people cleared the level increased, but because the scope of the competition became smaller, and many monks stood out in the field of vision. to the opponents.

Mu Lan glanced at the opponents in the field. The group of monks in the King Kong Temple are already approaching the finish line. It seems that the "power" is so strong that they can really break through the barrier forcibly. The Gen Palace where she is located is directly opposite the Kun Palace. Standing on the floating island were members of the Yuxu Sect, and Mu Lan saw two brothers and sisters, Ye Lingfeng and Ye Lingyu.

However, because the floating island revolved around them, they were blocked by the fairy mountain as soon as they saw it.

Looking to the left, Zhao Xiuwu also appeared on the floating island behind him. The monks of the Zhenyuan Sect did not suffer much, and looked relaxed.

There was no sign of the Yu family in the field. Mu Lan searched carefully, but still couldn't find it. Did they give up the Xianzong trial?
In the second half of the preliminary test, the competition became more and more intense. Many sects, like Mu Lan, had already taken the lead, so they began to cross bridges and destroy roads, and frequently used various underhanded tricks.

The originally dense group of floating islands was now destroyed to the point where only a few sporadic ones remained, making it impossible for the latecomers to move forward without a fulcrum, and behind them was a ferocious spirit beast. It was a dilemma at this time.

Some people lay traps on the only way to the island, and some even turn the talismans in their hands into rocks, and when they land on it, they will step on the air, and then fall to the sky amid vicious curses
The instigators of this trend, Mu Lan and Lin Yiyi, were not happy, because they were lost in thought, thinking about new ways to deceive people.

There are still too many people in the field now, and a new method has to be thought of to be far ahead of the contestants and gain the upper hand.

"The talisman that turns into a stone is interesting." Zhao Ziyu didn't participate in the discussion. His observation of occupational diseases started with the monks' talismans and magic tools.

"Next is fire, earth, wood, gold, and safe islands, respectively."

Mu Lan analyzed the next route, and now it is only two to three miles away from the end of the fairy mountain. If you continue to touch one by one like this, it is very likely that you will be separated by those strong people, and you will be blocked from the 250 six in the end.

"We have to sprint ahead of time." Mu Lan said with a serious face: "Before the five-element spirit beast converts to the fire attribute, we will go directly to the finish line!"

"The time is only a quarter of an hour." Gu Qingyuan hesitated, "Can we reach Xianshan within this time?"

"Trust the Yufeng Jue I developed." Zhao Ziyu patted Gu Qingyuan on the shoulder.

"Isn't a quarter of an hour equal to 15 minutes?" Lin Yiyi suddenly said: "We have to travel three miles?"

"What?" Zhao Ziyu raised his eyebrows, "The Chosen One's physique is even more exaggerated than that of all professional athletes. Give me 15 minutes and I can run three rounds."

"What are you talking about!" Lin Yiyi glared at her, "We're not running! We're jumping!"

"And you will also face competitors who will attack you." A Fengchu reminded from the side.

"So," Zhao Ziyu scratched his hair, "it's a bit difficult."

"There is no other way." Mu Lan looked at Gu Qingyuan, "Senior brother, your Jade Qing Xuan Bell must be ready, we have to fight a bloody way."

Gu Qingyuan nodded immediately, and Zhao Ziyu found that the situation was more severe than he imagined, so he immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, planning to use this time to stabilize his true energy.

Mu Lan looked around and found that the cultivators who had arrived in the inner circle were all waiting in battle. She knew that the final race was about to begin.

The sun gradually slanted to the west, and the time had come. The five-element spirit beast in the sky suddenly let out a manic cry, and Mu Lan immediately shouted:

"let's go!"

As soon as the words fell, several people around them held the Yufeng Jue tightly in their hands at the same time, riding the wind and jumping far away, the only destination was the final fairy mountain.

At the same time, the rest of the monks mobilized their bodies, and everyone in the Yuxu Sect flew up into the air with their weapons. Mu Lan just glanced at them from the corner of her eye, and couldn't help sighing secretly, the speed was too fast.

The Zhenyuan Sect on the side also erupted with the sound of shaking robes. They either jumped into the air, or stepped and jumped, leaving only afterimages in place.

Everyone in the King Kong Temple closest to Xianshan spread out, and Mu Lan was surprised to see a familiar figure. However, the situation was urgent at this time. She just remembered this matter in her heart and didn't think about it, so as not to be disturbed by her normal life. train of thought.

All the competitors around were heading towards the finish line. Mu Lan jumped on the rocks in the air so fast that she could almost hear the sound of chasing behind her.

I don't know where this sect came from. They stepped forward on the frozen ice, and their efficiency was much higher than that of Mu Lan and the others. They caught up with them in an instant, and Mu Lan was about to be overtaken.

Lin Yiyi marked the dozen or so people behind her with a spiritual link. Lin Yiyi immediately understood. After she landed on an island and stabilized her body, she immediately shot three fire arrows.

The high temperature gathered by the fire elements penetrated the ice layer, leaving the feet of the first few people empty, and Mu Lan immediately connected a talisman.

Afterwards, the two stopped fighting and continued to turn around and hurry. They could faintly hear the panicked cries of the people behind them. The voices descended from high altitude and gradually disappeared.

The huge fairy mountain that pierces the sky is just ahead, the distance is less than one mile at this time, Mu Lan holds her breath and concentrates, making the final sprint.

But suddenly there was a whistling wind from the other side, and several sword qi struck.

"Big Brother!"

After Mu Lan shouted, Gu Qingyuan took out the Jade Qing Xuan Bell. He had been guarding the surroundings, and even without Mu Lan's prompting, he kept holding this magical weapon in his hand.

The golden light shrouded Gu Qingyuan, he stood up in front of several people, perfectly defusing the sneak attack of those sword qi.

The ancestral magic weapon of Qiyun Temple is well-deserved, so it is no wonder that Taoist Yunxiao has been unwilling to hand it over. After trying several attacks, the sneak attacking sect deeply felt that Mu Lan and the others were difficult opponents, so he stopped entanglement and continued to fight against him. advance forward.

"Want to run?"

Mu Lan sneered, and threw a series of cloud explosion symbols with her backhand.

Amid the explosion, the monks from the sect were so shaken that they almost fell down. Their luck blocked them, but they were followed closely by Zhao Ziyu's sword energy and Lin Yiyi's wind arrow.

With a single effort, two of them died on the spot, and the rest of the cultivators were also delayed because of this coordinated continuous attack. Far away.

(End of this chapter)