Ali ran around Xu Yi, and every time the green vine that Qiuwa had created would be avoided by Ali skillfully.

Qiuwa was sweating profusely, but there was no result. Suddenly, he jumped onto Xu Yi and became a scoundrel.

Xu Yi had the best way to take out a colorful candy man. Soon, Qiuwa's attention was completely transferred from Ali to the candy man.

Jing Chun, Lao Wang, Su Dadang and his group all felt a strange and indescribable smell in their hearts as they watched the three of them play so much.

He is obviously a great devil, but he can show such a side.

No matter what, they could not connect Xu Yi's face full of warmth and the face that always had a faint smile but would always burst into infinite terrifying.

Xu Yi ignored what Jing Chun and others thought. He lay on the grass slope and gradually immersed in the world he had visualized.

Xu Yi in the void waved his hand and countless patterns spread into a cloud of silk rain in the void.

Xu Yi's thoughts changed, and the rain of silk turned into more than ten black and thick lines. The next moment, the black and thick lines formed a large net, and two concave dots were exposed in the large net.

Xu Yi kept waved his hand, and the big net continued to grow, extending towards the endless void, and countless concave points appeared in the big net.

Xu Yi waved his hand and the entire big net disappeared.

His heart was peaceful.

At this point, he has figured out the organizational form of the field and the rules derived from the domain source.

The most important thing is the step of the silky rain all over the sky, which gathers into more than ten thick black lines.

He used the exquisite mathematical principles to classify all the spiritual organization forms he observed according to their composition patterns, and divided them into more than a dozen categories.

If he completes this step, if he completes the summary work of summarizing the field changes, the subsequent field composition will be natural.

Of course, in his thoughts and understanding, the field formed is illusory.

It is only that the basic structure of the spiritual knitting field has been completed, and it is still quite far from achieving the specific exercises.

At least, Xu Yi cannot restore the Huntian Sword with this most basic structure. Among them, this basic structure needs to be placed in the mathematical building of the Huntian Sword.

From these basic structures as elemental units, the construction of the Huntian Sword's mathematical building is still some distance, and at least it requires continuous attempts and smelting.

"Young Master, Lao Huang seems to be nearby."

Ali suddenly jumped to Xu Yi's approach and reported.

Xu Yi became interested, "Where is, how far?"

He had no friendship with the ancestor Huang, but he had just entered these four continents. Looking at the old acquaintances in the Holy Court of the North, he felt that they were more intimate than before.

Ali said, "One thousand miles away, heading west, but there are only Lao Huang, and there are no other three."

The source seal beads planted by Xu Yi on the four people of Huang Zu also originated from Ali, and the restrictions planted by Ali on Jing Chun and others were exactly the same, and were within Ali's sensing range.

"Okay, it's almost time to rest, it's time to do it."

Xu Yi shouted, and the unlucky people who had barely recovered their strength had to get up again.

Although I was extremely tired, I was excited in my heart. At least the endless military performance finally came to an end.

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"No, really good. I got three people here, but I still didn't take you down, which made me embarrassed and I attack you again."

Song Qi stared at Xiong Beiming, who was covered in blood, and exclaimed repeatedly.

The hunt he organized was already at the end of the stage, and he organized a battle game.

What it means is to give the more than ten remaining preys in the hunting circle a chance to survive. In fact, it is just Song Qi's plan to divide the prey into the level.

He no longer intends to massacre these preys. Those who can survive until now are top-quality ones, especially those demon races. They can be sold outside and sold to monks who like to raise demon races, and can often get an unexpected price.

As for those human monks, they sold them to some big clans as disciples and slaves, and it is expected that they will definitely be worth the hard work.

Originally, everything in this battle was based on his plan, with the strong and the weak, and it went very smoothly.

Unexpectedly, he bumped into Xiong Beiming out of thin air.

Xiong Beiming is not a person from Song Qi's hunting network. The reason why he appeared was that he could not stand Song Qi and others so much torture the immortals.

Song Qiyuan didn't take Xiong Beiming seriously either. Xiong Beiming asked to fight according to his rules, and he happily agreed.

Unexpectedly, when the battle was fought, he lost three consecutive formations.

Xiong Beiming's strength and talent showed amazed him. It was obvious that this person's spiritual energy had not been transformed yet, and he did not have much clever skills.

But when it comes to battle, you can always grasp the opponent's instant loopholes and turn the situation around.

If it weren't for Mr. Song's attack in time, he would have defeated three generals, but he would have to break three generals in a row.

Their hunters were only seven in total, and he could never afford such a huge loss.

Xiong Beiming said, "If I remember correctly, you have the words first. As long as the person in the formation can win for a while, you will let him go. If someone can win three consecutive formations, you will retreat. Brother Song is also a great monk, so you will never go back on your word, right? Are you not afraid of swearing?"

Although Xiong Beiming won three consecutive battles, he actually fought hard to survive in the cracks and fought to the death. At this moment, he was seriously injured and almost exhausted.

A bloody dress soaked in the back of the clothes, and his figure was still as tall as a pine tree. He looked at Song Qi with a smile, his eyes were warm and without any fear.

Song Qi said, "I naturally keep my word when I speak, but Lao Cao, who had fought before, had been secretly injured and was defeated by you with tricks. This battle is not counted. So, if you can take my three moves, you will win, and you will naturally be able to take them all away."

Xiong Beiming sighed and said, "You guys, it seems that the rules here are different from the world of the Holy Court in the North, and I swear that I cannot be restrained. Xiong has tried his best, but how can he meet this shameless person? How can Xiong be humiliated by this? Let's take a step first."

He was exhausted and could not fight. He could not hold on to three moves, even one move.

If you can't do things, face them calmly.

In terms of heroism and freedom, few people are involved in Xiong Beiming.

Seeing Xiong Beiming scattering his soul, Song Qi waved his palm and a net of light came out of thin air, and the brigade general Xiong Beiming enveloped it.

"I didn't say anything. Even if you want to die, you should have the awareness of prey. If anyone is inspired by this person's words or two and wants to play a hero, you can try it. There are countless souls that Song has refined in his life, and it is not bad for you. I have spent some time, it doesn't matter."

Song Qi smiled and looked at the listless immortals.
Chapter completed!