Things went very smoothly, but there was one thing that Shen Lang couldn't figure out.

Penglai Mountain, whose seal was lifted, should be the place where those Nascent Soul Stage bosses and the demon cultivators of the demon clan compete for treasures. How could this alliance allow the scattered cultivators of the Dan stage to enter, and there are still 100 people?

If it is said that the alliance is full of kindness, Shen Lang doesn't believe it at all.

No matter what, I will get the quota first. Shen Lang must go to Penglai Mountain.

Ten days later.

A large circular arena was built in the Star Gazing City Square, with a diameter of about 1,000 meters.

In the early morning, there were still several hours before the ring battle was officially held, and the square was surrounded by crowds.

The Yuanhe Sea has a vast territory and a large number of monks. The monks in the Jiedan stage have entered the ranks of masters.

The arena battle between the masters in the Jiedan stage attracted the attention of countless monks. A large number of monks on Panlong Island rushed over to watch the battle, hoping to see the master's style.

Shen Lang and Xiao Ling'er also came over an hour in advance.

He didn't want to bring Xiao Ling'er out, but this girl insisted on coming to watch the battle. Shen Lang couldn't persuade her and had to agree.

The crowds of spectators around the square surprised Shen Lang. It was like a duel.

There were steps around the ring, and they were surrounded by law enforcement disciples in the foundation-building stage of the alliance.

Shen Lang released his spiritual sense and glanced around, and found that there were many cultivators in the Kalpa stage who had arrived at the scene, basically hiding in the crowd.

He simply kept a low profile and sent a message to Xiao Ling'er in the crowd to pass the time.

About an hour later, a huge blue escape light soared into the sky from somewhere and flew to the center of the ring in the blink of an eye.

This man was wearing a purple robe and looked young.

The audience around the square was in a state of turmoil.

"Quiet!" The young man in the center of the ring shouted loudly, and his voice shook the world. The spiritual pressure was released, giving people a sense of awe-inspiring and breathtaking.

The noise in the crowd below stopped abruptly, and countless eyes were staring at the young man on the ring.

Shen Lang's eyes shrank slightly, and he could see that the person's cultivation on the ring was in the late stage of the Killing Pill. The reason why this person looks like a young man is that he has the effect of maintaining his appearance in his practice.

The arena battle was originally held by the alliance, so it is natural to send late-stage monks of Jiedan to host the event.

"The ring battle held by the alliance was held among the seven major islands as scheduled, and the ring battle on Panlong Island was hosted by me. Please come to the ring immediately!" The young monk's voice was cold and his expression was quite arrogant.

As soon as he finished speaking, lights rose from all directions outside the field, and a large group of monks in the alchemy stage flew towards the arena.

Shen Lang also turned into a ray of light and soared into the sky and flew towards the ring.

A large number of monks in the Kalpa Stage landed on the ring. Shen Lang glanced slightly and found that there were more than 200 people!

There are only 20 spots in the Panlong Island arena, and 20 monks have been decided from more than 200 people, and the competition is quite fierce.

Fortunately, everyone is a casual cultivator. The strength of the casual cultivator in the Kalpa stage is obviously weaker than that of the Kalpa stage cultivator in the sect.

Shen Lang looked at it and found that most of them had the early stage of the Killing Pill. There were only 30 people with the middle stage of the Killing Pill, and only two people with the late stage of the Killing Pill.

Shen Lang was confident that as long as he did not encounter late-stage monks and won the quota for the arena battle, it should not be too big a problem.

The young man who was in charge of the ring battle said loudly:

"Friends of Daoist, the ring battle will begin soon. Let's explain the rules below. The number of winners in the Panlong Island ring battle is 20, and there are 210 fellow Daoist participating in the ring battle, and the knockout system is adopted!"

"As soon as you step onto the ring, you will be free from life or death! But when the two sides fight, they are not allowed to chase after the air, and they are not allowed to release spirit beasts. If the other party surrenders, they are not allowed to attack. If there is any violation of the rules, they will be considered defeated."

"The alliance gives all casual cultivators such an opportunity to enter Penglai Mountain. I hope everyone will cherish it and not disobey the rules set by the alliance."

After saying that, this person began to distribute battle number cards to the group of casual cultivators in the ring.

Shen Lang also took a jade plaque with the number "11".

According to the rules, his opponent is his adjacent No. 1, that is, No. 12.

After receiving the number plate, the eyes of a group of monks in the ring in the Dan stage became obviously sharper. Shen Lang could feel the smell of gunpowder emitted between them.

The ring battle officially begins!

The monks in the first match have already appeared, namely No. 1 and No. 2.

Both of them have early stages of cultivation in the Killing Pill, one looks middle-aged, and the other is a gray-haired old man.

At the beginning, the middle-aged monk had a huge advantage, and the old man who fought against him was so overwhelmed by a metal top-grade magic weapon plane.

Seeing that the old man was about to lose, he suddenly took out a strange magic weapon that looked like a wooden fish from the storage ring, and the wooden fish suddenly shot out a white light.

The middle-aged monk had no time to dodge and was directly hit by white light. Blood splattered on the spot and was seriously injured. In the end, he had to surrender and admit defeat.

“Wow…”

There was a noise among the onlookers, and I was surprised by the outcome of the battle.

This trick was not enough to surprise Shen Lang. He watched several arena battles off the stage and gradually felt a clear mind.

Most of the attack methods of these casual cultivators in the Killing Physical Stage are relatively single, and their magic weapons are relatively average. If they encounter these opponents, Shen Lang will definitely be sure to defeat the opponent.

"World Six, No. 11 vs. No. 12!" The young man who presided over the arena announced loudly.

In the crowd, Xiao Ling'er stared at Shen Lang with beautiful eyes and encouraged her: "I wish you a success for the young master!"

"Um."

Shen Lang nodded slightly, then turned into a ray of escape light and landed on the ring.

The one who fought with him was a short and fat middle-aged man in a black robe with his early cultivation level in the Killing Dan.

The short and fat middle-aged man glanced at Shen Lang, a hint of contempt flashed across his fat face, and he said sarcastically: "Boy, seeing you like this, you must have been promoted to the Dan Gang stage soon? You can give up on me and suffer less pain."

A trace of disdain appeared on Shen Lang's lips: "Sorry, I have never given up on the habit of giving up. But you give up on the loss, and I will leave you with a whole body."

"Cao, you want to die, I will help you!" The short and fat monk shouted with a sinister face and sacrificed a small blue flag.

Seeing Shen Lang so young, the short and fat middle-aged man thought he was a soft persimmon easy to pinch, and he was ready to use his most gorgeous move to get rid of Shen Lang and pretend to be a pussy.

The short and fat monk quickly shook the small green flag, and layers of green light like waves surged out from the flag, and rushed towards Shen Lang.
Chapter completed!