In this competition, unless he can find himself again, he will definitely lose." Mr. Lin said with certainty. Whether it is the magical skills of the Light Holy See or the magical skills of the Dark Holy See, they are both famous.

It is impossible to crack, and finding yourself is easy to say, but in fact it is as difficult as climbing to the sky...

…

"Why do you want me to shut up? Oh! I was right! Since you can't control the desire in your heart, then... release it!" Shadow's voice was full of temptation, although it was mainly aimed at Zhan Yunfei.

.But after the people around heard it, they were a little out of control.

This group of people from the Chinese Dragon Group was no exception. The Ye sisters immediately frowned. They worked together to set up a barrier. Sure enough, it was much better.

"Huh? Mental power..." Situ Huanye looked at this barrier and didn't know what he was thinking...

…

"Release it... release it... release it..." Zhan Yunfei's eyes lost their luster and became hollow. He kept repeating Shadow's words unconsciously in his mouth.

"Yes! Release him and look at you now. How much restraint and grievance you have? As long as you release it... everything will become perfect!" Shadow continued to seduce.

"Everything will become perfect...everything will be fine...as long as you release your ****...I want to release your ****!" Zhan Yunfei's eyes were full of strange red, and his pupils and eyeballs... all looked like

It's the blood that's flowing...

"Yes! It's perfect..." Shadow glanced at Zhan Yunfei disdainfully, and then looked at the middle-aged man.

"I think...I won?" Shadow's lazy voice sounded. After hearing this, the middle-aged man immediately turned his head, and the indifference in his tone became a little urgent: "The seventh game of the Dark Vatican Saint wins!"

…

"Zhan Yunfei... what should he do?" Situ Huanye couldn't help but ask when he saw Zhan Yunfei walking behind the shadow to the Dark Holy See with a dull look.

"Hey... after releasing his own body, he became a puppet with no desires and desires. He only listened to the shadow's orders. He... was hopeless." Mr. Lin closed his eyes and sighed helplessly.

I took a breath, I didn't expect that I would encounter such a thing...

…

The results of the individual competition came out the next day, and the winners were: King Arthur, Minglou, Dark Saint, and Thailand's Tyrannosaurus Rex.

In two days, 16 people became 8 people, and there will be four games tomorrow.

Situ Huanye, Saint of Light, British Princess, American Reis, King Arthur, Minglou, Saint of Darkness, Thai Tyrannosaurus Rex.

Four more people will be eliminated...

…

The next day, everyone came to the competition ground again, and the middle-aged man was also waiting there.

"After voting by the World Superpower Alliance representative group, the remaining eight people who have been promoted will be sent to an ancient battlefield. Each person will have a card in their hand. After two days, only those who have the card will be teleported out. There will be no remaining ones.

Those who win the card will stay in the battlefield forever, and those who can come out of the battlefield will compete in the finals!" The middle-aged man stood calmly in the center of the competition stage, and after seeing everyone gathered, he announced.

As soon as these words came out, it suddenly exploded in everyone's hearts like an earth-shattering sound. The ancient battlefield...

Anyone with some knowledge will know how dangerous the ancient battlefield is. On the ancient battlefield, those who died in battle either became immortal heroic souls and continued to practice on the battlefield, or they became immortal souls of injustice, lingering on the battlefield all day long...

No matter which one you encounter, it will not be easy. The immortal heroic soul will attack no matter who it is when it encounters someone who is not a friendly force. Not to mention the immortal enemy soul, even if it is a friendly force, it will attack...

Ancient battlefield, if ancient battlefield can be called ancient, you can imagine how long these souls have been cultivating, let alone ancient times?

Entering the ancient battlefield, even a seventh-level expert would not dare to say that he would survive, not to mention that he would have to beware of attacks from other participants.

Who are you trying to kill?!???

Among these people, Minglou showed a smile that didn't mean anything. Yesterday, Situ Huanye had a conversation with him, with the intention of asking him not to participate in today's competition.

Yesterday, the true energy in his body was exhausted, and even 10% of the energy was not restored in one night. No matter who he met in tomorrow's game, he would definitely die. His ability to appear here today naturally convinced Situ Huanye.

…

"Are you really going?" Situ Huanye asked with a frown.

"Nonsense!" Minglou snorted.

"If you go... you will definitely die! So, I won't let you go." Situ Huanye glanced at Minglou lightly and said firmly.

"Don't even think about knocking me out! If this happens, I will definitely commit suicide when I wake up!" Minglou threatened with glaring eyes.

"You won't do it, you won't do it for Ling Lin." Situ Huanye glanced at him from the corner of his eye and said.

"You..." Minglou pointed at him and was speechless for a long time.

"This is... my dignity! Even if I die, I will go!" Minglou said firmly.

"Dignity...dignity...you can give up your life for dignity, then...for the sake of dignity, can you let go of Ling Lin?" Situ Huanye's heart has begun to waver...

"Ling Lin... Although I can't let go, I live just to pursue the peak! If I don't go this time, I will definitely plant inner demons! The Taoist heart is unstable... It will be difficult to make progress from now on! If it stays like this for the rest of your life, you'd better kill me

Me!" When this man said Ling Lin, his heart was always warm, but... he was someone who could give up everything for the sake of martial arts!

"If you don't promise me, from now on... we will cut it off with one knife and two swords!!!" Minglou said word by word.

"Okay..." Situ Huanye gritted his teeth and squeezed out the word from his throat tremblingly. He immediately turned around. Tears filled his eyes...

Minglou clearly saw a tear falling from Situ Huanye's face, and slowly reached out his hand... to catch it...

"Good brother..."

…

"I abstain..."

A faint voice sounded, but it was like a bolt from the blue in Situ Huanye's heart!

He flashed in front of Minglou in an instant, and unknowingly used the art of rainbow transformation...

"Why?" The three words Minglou said filled Situ Huanye's heart with doubts...

Aren't you willing to give up Ling Lin for the sake of dignity? Aren't you going to pursue the pinnacle of martial arts? Why are you...

"I am a useless person now. If I go, I will drag you down. It doesn't matter if I die. You can't die...you still have Shi Lan." Minglou raised his head and stared into Situ Huanye's eyes. He said lightly.

"What about your dignity? Where is your confidence in pursuing the peak of martial arts?" Situ Huanye felt warm in his heart. He hadn't felt this way for a long time. He really missed it...

"Everyone is dead, is there any point in saying that?" Minglou said calmly, but his heart was bleeding...

…

"Are you sure you want to abstain from the famous building in the Chinese Dragon Group?" The middle-aged man heard the conversation between the two people, his expression was a little moved, and his tone became much gentler.

"Abstain..."

"no!"

The two people spoke at the same time, Minglou heard it and looked at him doubtfully.

"To die...together!"

Minglou smiled...

"I...continue!" Minglou took a deep breath and said to the middle-aged man.

"Okay! Now the cards are issued." The middle-aged man nodded and walked down the stage with eight cards.

…

The smoke is thick and the flames of war are raging! The air seems to be filled with the sound of war drums and the sound of killing...

This...is the ancient battlefield!

Situ Huanye was teleported to a hillside, surrounded by reddish-brown land, without a single weed.

Clenching fists tightly, trying hard to find famous buildings...

Three minutes is not long or short, but it makes Situ Huanye feel anxious. Although there are not many heroic souls and wronged souls in the ancient battlefield, there are also many. If Minglou encounters it, with his remaining true energy

Can the strength last more than three minutes?

"Ah!!!" A shout came from the distance. After Situ Huanye heard it, he immediately rushed over... It was the voice of Minglou!

…

A three-meter giant phantom with a green face and fangs was waving his fist and greeting a sky-blue protective shield...

There are already slight cracks on the protective cover. It seems...it won't last long.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!.

Three arrows shot out of the air and hit the giant's head...

"Pa!" The giant's head exploded like a watermelon, but his arms were still waving unconsciously...

boom……

The giant fell to the ground and slowly dissipated...

The protective shield was removed, and the famous building inside was so soft that it fell to the ground, panting non-stop. After being disturbed by this giant, the energy that was finally accumulated disappeared...

"You are finally here... If it were a little later, you would have to help me collect the body..." Minglou said weakly. When he saw Situ Huanye, he finally felt relieved.

"You are so tough! You are not going to die? Are you a Xiaoqiang? Hahahaha..." Situ Huanye ran to Minglou and put away the elf holy bow. He laughed.

"Hahahaha..." Minglou also laughed.
To be continued...