The Shadow Palace suffered heavy losses this time, and the Bloody Leap even went to grandma's house.

Qin Cheng won all nine battles. Except for the Lu family brothers who escaped at first, they killed sixteen powerful men in the Shadow Palace, including the first and second among the ten, and four top-notch monks.

As a result, these people are now afraid when they see me, for fear of being pulled out to take the blame.

As for betting, Baiyue, which originally had high hopes, lost. Those monks who bought hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones in Qincheng to show their support all made a lot of money, not to mention that there was a monk who didn't

I don't know if I'm crazy, but I actually pressed 100,000.

"The Beauty of the Sun and the Moon"

As a result, all the spiritual stones earned from the bloody battles in the previous months evaporated overnight.

All of this is thanks to Qin Cheng!

Taking a deep breath, Elder Qu's eyes flashed with ridicule again.

But even so, Qin Cheng can only go so far. Facing the Erfa monk, with his huge body consumption and a huge gap in cultivation, it is impossible for him to achieve another miracle.

Seeing Qin Cheng's lack of response, Elder Qu frowned slightly and threw the jade slip directly in front of Qin Cheng.

"In my bloody battle, there are a total of twelve two-death cultivators. Here are their names and introductions. According to the rules, at this point, you can choose one of them and compete with them."

After another introduction, Elder Qu found with confusion that Qincheng was still enveloped in that strange aura, without any expression, and he didn't even pick up the jade slip.

"Fellow Sword God, can you hear me?"

"This is troublesome. Now I have to choose your opponent, but in this selfless state, you can't sense any situation in the outside world at all, and you don't even know the existence of Elder Qu."

Seeing this scene, Fu Mo also said nervously.

If Qin Cheng had not fallen into a state of selflessness and lost control of his body, he would not have misunderstood Ji Jianhao, causing the fat man to be so frightened that he turned around and ran away.

"Fellow Sword God, the competition time is limited. If you ignore me for a long time, then I can only choose on your behalf."

He also found that something was wrong with Qin Cheng's state, and Elder Qu's eyes were slightly bright.

What a great opportunity!

The higher the level of cultivation of a monk, the greater the gap within the same level.

For example, among the two weak monks, the difference between the most powerful one-armed demon king and the weakest ones is huge.

And if Qin Cheng doesn't give him a result, then he will choose the one-armed demon king. It is absolutely impossible for Qin Cheng to win.

"I feel like this bastard is going to cause trouble, Qin Cheng, what should I do?" Fu Mo gritted his teeth.

"Otherwise, you should just go back and escape from this selfless state. Although it is a pity, it is better than being tricked by him."

"It's not that far yet, let me try it first."

Qin Cheng frowned. Although he didn't know how difficult it was to enter this realm, he instinctively felt that it was better not to interrupt.

When I entered the realm of selflessness before, I vaguely understood the origin of dragon to the third level. This time I don’t know what origin I will comprehend.

Of course, if it really doesn't work, you have to do this, but this is a last resort choice.

Turning his head and scanning the surroundings, Qin Cheng was thinking about what to do when he suddenly noticed the unconscious Long Ke beside him, and his heart suddenly paid attention.

This is a two-on-two competition. Although he is in a state of selflessness, Long Ke also has the right to choose his opponent.

"Longke, fellow Taoist Long."

Qin Cheng immediately shouted loudly at Long Ke with the voice of his soul.

Long Ke was just knocked unconscious by himself, his consciousness was not sealed, and he would not be subject to any restraints.

It is like a person falling asleep without any consciousness. If no one disturbs him, a few hours will pass in the blink of an eye.

In the previous battles, no monk planned to wake up Longke, so no matter how lively the roaring in the ring was, Longke's body was sealed by Qin Cheng, so naturally he couldn't hear it.

But now Qin Cheng is directly communicating with his soul, which means someone is constantly yelling into his ears, and it would be weird if he doesn't wake up.

Qincheng did not stop, just like the summer cicada, it kept calling.

Because the position where Qin Cheng was distracted was not far from where the main body was sitting cross-legged, Elder Qu did not sense anything wrong.

"Huh? Am I dead? Who is calling me?"

Sure enough, Long Ke's eyebrows trembled a few times, and then he opened his eyes blankly.

At first glance, Longke was a little confused.

This place looks so familiar, with the light curtain, the arena, and the young man sitting cross-legged not far away.

Isn’t this a bloody battle?

I am still alive, not dead?

Standing up unsteadily, Long Ke was a little surprised.

Memories surged, and he recalled that he had been yelling and screaming, and his mind collapsed, and he must have been knocked unconscious by Qin Cheng.

So where has it developed now, and why is Elder Qu, an old bastard, standing opposite him?

Before Long Ke could figure out the situation, he heard Qin Cheng's message again.

"Fellow Taoist Longke, I am now at a critical moment of enlightenment and have no time to take care of anything else. Please help me choose a two-year-old monk as my opponent."

"The second decline in the Tribulation Realm?! Fellow Daoist Qin, have you already fought nine games?"

Long Ke was shocked and turned his head to look in the direction of Qin Cheng.

I originally thought that the two of them had been tricked by Elder Qu and must have died.

As a result, when he woke up, Qin Cheng actually defeated eighteen powerful men in a row, and now he has reached the last step. This is amazing.

No need to know the details, Long Ke also knows that the bloody competition will never allow Qin Cheng to win easily, and no opponent will be weak.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, I, Long Ke, can't help you."

Next, looking at the damage to Qin Cheng's clothes and the scars on his body, Long Ke was shocked but also felt a little regretful and guilty.

Originally, he was supposed to fight side by side with Qin Cheng, but in the end, due to his insufficient cultivation and confusion, he fell into a coma all the way and was unable to do anything to help.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, you can let me choose, but I don't understand the Erwan cultivator well enough."

"It's not that I don't know which two-depleted monks there are in Bloody Arena, it's that I lack strength and have limited vision. I don't know which one is the weakest and I'm worried about making the wrong choice." After listening, Long Ke hesitated.

The reason is very simple. If a group of strong people are placed side by side, the strongest one among them may be obvious at a glance.

After all, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.

The one who can defeat everyone is the strongest.

If Baiyue can become the leader of the ten, he is destined to be the strongest among the ten.

However, it is difficult to say who is more powerful, Liu Feng or Old Man Kuteng. There may even be multiple competitions, and there will be a situation of mutual victory and defeat.

So when it comes to the strongest one, Long Ke knows that he is the one-armed demon king.

If he had to choose the weakest, Long Ke was really worried that he would drag Qincheng down.

"It's not important. You said before that the bloody Taoist companion is chasing me all over the world? How is her cultivation?"

"He should be considered one of the weaker ones." Long Ke affirmed.
Chapter completed!