Godly Martial Alchemy Emperor

Wang Yu followed Yan Yuhuan to the Senluo Temple.

In the Senluo Temple, there was an old man guarding him. When Wang Yu and Yan Yuhuan came in, the old man was drinking tea.

Yan Yuhuan glanced at Wang Yu with a dazed look, cursed secretly "soil buns", walked straight to the old man, and said respectfully: "Elder Hong, trouble opened the arena, and I will fight to the death with that guy."

Fighting to death, to put it bluntly, is to make every effort to decide the victory or defeat. Who will let the wonder of Senluodian not let people die?

However, Rao couldn't really die. When he died in the arena, his body would be seriously injured, and his mind would also have a certain impact. After all, some people would be a little uncomfortable seeing the scene where he was killed.

The person called Elder Hong by Yan Yuhuan seemed to be too familiar with similar things. Without raising his head, he said, "You two will enter the No. 6 theater! By the way, when the loser comes down, one will be automatically sent to you. Thousand merits."

Falling to the ground is one of the holy places for cultivation, and the cost is really not low, and one opening is a thousand merits.

Yan Yuhuan was familiar with it, and without a second word, she called Wang Yu and walked towards the 6th theater.

The so-called Battle Zone No. 6 is located in a large area with several futons, surrounded by protective formations, and a hazy world next to them.

Wang Yu could tell at a glance that the formations around the futon were all three-level defensive formations, which could prevent attacks from the powerful in Nirvana.

There are as many as a dozen pictures. It can be seen that Senluodian does not prohibit most people from fighting together to fight for life and death.

Yan Yuhuan ignored Wang Yu, walked directly onto a futon, sat cross-legged, and glanced at Wang Yu: "Come on now."

After speaking, Yan Yuhuan seemed to realize the ambiguity in her words, her pretty face blushed, and she turned her head away from Wang Yu. Wang Yu smiled faintly and didn't care. He did something on another futon. However, he was not anxious to condense the avatar. Instead, he said to Yan Yuhuan: "I always feel that a simple test is a bit of a disadvantage. In this way, in addition to paying a thousand merits, the loser must also give to the winner

How about a thousand merits? "

Yan Yuhuan smiled: "Since you think you are going to give me more merit, why don't I accept it. Hurry up and get into the state, I can't wait to get a thousand more merits on the identity card."

After saying that, Yan Yuhuan closed her eyes, and a golden light appeared above her head, and the golden light gradually became concrete on the top of her head, forming a humanoid phantom like Yan Yuhuan, and gave Wang Yu a provocative look. , Rushed into the hazy world.

Wang Yu looked indifferent, closed his eyes, and slowly condensed a clone of his will on top of his head, and rushed into the hazy world in a way.

boom!

After entering the hazy world, he suddenly enlightened and saw a lush prairie. Yan Yuhuan stood opposite him. "The hazy world of Senluodian is different from the outside world. It lacks the Holy Spirit and only has will clones. Those who enter the Senluodian duel are like encountering enemies in the wild. Different levels of the misty world can accommodate the number of will clones. Not much, the current hazy world, most

Support thirty people duel. "

Seeing Wang Yu's confusion, Yan Yuhuan kindly explained it.

She said: "In such a beautiful environment, if I defeat you, you should have no complaints?"

As the tenth place next to the ground, Yan Yuhuan is also a figure in the inner courtyard. After Wang Yu ridiculed a few words, grievances have accumulated in his heart, and now he can finally get revenge.

Wang Yu didn't care, and grabbed it with his right hand, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

In the hazy world, not only can clones of will be copied, but also magical weapons, but they will be copied according to the breath of magical weapons on the clones of will, rather than fabricated out of thin air.

In other words, in the real world, the magic weapon that a person must possess can be copied.

It is said that when monks use magical instruments, the magical instruments will be contaminated with the breath of the monks, and similarly, the monks will also be contaminated with the breath of the magical instruments.

The great formation of the Senluo Temple can be formed by judging the grade of the magical artifact based on these auras.

In this way, the true strength of the cultivator can be restored to a high degree. After all, the magic weapon is also a kind of strength. If the magic weapon cannot be used for a duel, the victory or defeat will not be confirmed by everyone.

In Yan Yuhuan's hand is a scimitar suitable for women to use. Although small, it is also a top-grade magic weapon.

clang!

There was a clanging sound of metal collision, and the two met.

...

"Hand in hand!"

Outside the hall, there were countless people who hadn't been in front of a light curtain. On the light curtain, it was the scene of Wang Yu and Yan Yuhuan fighting each other.

Originally, only Elder Hong could appreciate this kind of light curtain.

However, people from the three major forces found Elder Hong, and after a series of bribery temptations, Elder Hong opened the light curtain for everyone to appreciate.

The reason why the three major powers do this is nothing more than to swear to the outside world the power of the three major powers, so that the power of the three major powers will be more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and consolidate their position.

The effect is really good.

Seeing Yan Yuhuan through the light curtain, displaying powerful martial arts and supernatural powers, all stimulated them.

"So strong, it deserves to be Yan Yuhuan, the tenth place in the ranking. A scimitar can be used to such an extent, there are a few people in the purple mansion that can pick it up."

"Yes, Wang Yu is a young man, extremely arrogant, threatening to sweep the top rankings, and it makes people laugh."

"I thought that if I defeated a few masters in the ranking list, I would consider myself invincible in the purple mansion? It's ridiculous, now I realized that the top ten ranking list...how could it be possible?"

Countless people's eyes widened, and even the people of the other three powers felt incredible.

Just when they thought that Wang Yu might be smashed by Yan Yuhuan, Wang Yu pierced Yan Yuhuan's throat with a weird position, and Yan Yuhuan's avatar was dead!

boom!

The will clone died and burst open.

Yan Yuhuan, who was sitting on the futon, opened her eyes suddenly, her eyes lost their former look, and the corners of her mouth were bleeding.

She didn't expect that she would lose. She still lost to a guy who had just entered the inner courtyard for less than three months. It was a great blow to her genius.

She wobbled up and walked out of the Sen Luo Temple slowly, seeing countless pairs of confused eyes.

She smiled.

"I'm defeated, you go, but be careful, he is very strong." Yan Yuhuan said, Wang Yu's power has already fallen deeply in her heart, lingering.

Han Feng walked out and walked into the Senluo Hall with his head raised. When he walked beside Yan Yuhuan, he scorned Yan Yuhuan's words: "Don't compare me with you."

After Yan Yuhuan was defeated, he was no longer in the top ten, and he was no longer in the same level with him. Even a word with Yan Yuhuan made him feel disqualified.

After only a cold smile, he stepped into the Senluo Temple. As everyone knows, today is the beginning of Wang Yu sweeping the rankings, and he is just an appetizer.