The crowd was suddenly in an uproar again, and only one person shouted loudly, "Taixu realm? Is that person one of the top ten masters under Lord Linghe?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone who had been laughing at Demon Emperor Zhantian suddenly fell silent and looked at Lin Tian and others with fear.

Su Xiner's hands holding the Linghe Dharma Mirror could not help but tremble at this moment, as if they were holding a red-hot iron.

She understood that if she really offended the top ten masters, even if her sister came forward, she would not be able to escape punishment. In the Forgotten Sea, hierarchy was more terrifying than the iron law.

The entire black market in the Giant Elephant City was suddenly filled with silence. No one spoke, and no one left. Everyone was quietly waiting for the result of the game to appear. Although the result was already announced within half a stick of incense just after the game started.

It's so obvious.[

At this time, the third senior brother of Lan Haimen, who was flying wildly on the flying sword, was completely unaware of everything that was happening in the Giant Elephant City. Amidst the lightning, his hair was dancing wildly in the wind, but he did not even look back behind him. It seemed that in his heart, he had already

I am sure that Demon King Zhantian has been dragged down a long way by him.

This time, after defeating Lord Linghe's subordinates, he seemed to have seen that Lan Haimen was proud of him, Junior Sister Su Xin'er fell in love with him, and the head of Lan Haimen chose him to be the senior brother in an unusual way.

And it seems that the city of Giant Elephant is about to become a place of glory that belongs only to him.

Motivated by sweet dreams, the third senior brother of Lanhai Sect became even more motivated as always, their physical strength and magic were at an extraordinary level, and their speed exceeded the previous limit.

He felt that his condition had never been so good. He was about the same age as the second senior brother in the sect, and the senior brother was even younger than him, but much stronger than him. And in the several competitions between disciples in the sect,

He has never defeated his senior brother once.

Although the strength of the senior brother is obvious to all and all the junior brothers respect the senior brother, in the psychology of these three senior brothers, there is a lot of jealousy towards the senior brother.

In terms of training time and hard work, he is no worse than others. The only thing he is inferior to may be his talent. In terms of talent, the senior brother is the highest in the Lan Hai Sect, and behind him is Su Xin'er, who has just started training.

In fact, if he really tried his best to compete with his senior brother, he might not have any chance of winning, but he would have lost a lot in terms of psychology before the fight even started.

At this time, the third senior brother felt that his strength was stronger than ever before. Even if the senior brother was standing in front of him now, he was confident of defeating him.

And the Demon Emperor Zhantian, who was competing with him, had long been forgotten by him.

In his eyes, that skinny and wretched old man was just like a passerby on the roadside.

Now, he was completely immersed in the wonderful fantasy he had spun.

However, he didn't know that no matter how beautiful the dream was, he would eventually wake up. The consequences of underestimating others were never so easy to accept. What's more, Demon King Zhantian's strength simply exceeded his knowledge.

Along the way, the scenery on both sides flew by like phantoms. He also looked at the woods in the distance thoughtfully, thinking that at his current speed, it might not take him eight or nine days to cross this ghostly land of the Sahara.

time.

Even the Sahara ghosts, which are extremely scary in the eyes of everyone, no longer seem so scary in the eyes of the third senior brother of Lan Haimen.

Because, this will be the place to witness his achievements.

Suddenly, his eyes caught a glimpse of a small pool not far away. He had heard about this place. Because this was only a relatively peripheral place where ghosts were found in the Sahara, many people had come here to explore.

It is said that even the ghostly outskirts of the Sahara are full of unknown horrors. Even a small water pond, with a small water creature in it, may kill a master who can break through the realm.

However, his strength has already reached the middle stage of Immortal Seal Realm at this time, and he is not afraid of the water monsters here at all.[

At this moment, a ghostly voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Boy, what are you thinking about? Are you so happy? Just saying it makes me happy."
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