At this time, people on both sides appeared in the arena.

This time it was the two kings of Zhen, and the other party was still two emperors.

"It's so troublesome now..." The elder and others' cheeks twitched, because the two emperors on the other side were once powerful figures of the imperial family, and they were only one step away from Lian Zi before.

The two kings of Zhen are just median kings, which is much worse than them.

Lin Mo and others also showed solemnity.

Now the arena is no longer controlled, and their arrangement cannot be used. Because of their bad luck, after Zhuyang's ancestor used a half-way seal to suppress the arena, he felt that the arena was against them, and no one was on the stage.

The gap in strength was already seen at the moment of the fight. Although the two of Zhenwang and the others fought to the death, they finally lost the game at the cost of almost falling.

Seven to nine!

The results of 16 games in two rounds have already appeared.

The people in the Artifact Clan looked low. They finally saw hope, but their hope was extinguished.

"To win the weapon training, you must win all the remaining four games..." said the eldest mistress.

"Four games wins..."

The rest of the people had a helpless face, and their eyes had already dimmed.

Is this possible?

It's simply impossible.

There are three great emperors on the opponent who have not played. Even if they are all improved by ancient refining, no one can have such terrifying defense like Wu Duzun. In the remaining four games, there will inevitably be more than two encounters to meet the great emperor.

The ancestor Zhuyang has already won nine games and only needs two games to win the weapon training.

"Do you still have to struggle?"

Zhuyang’s ancestor glanced at Lian Meng, “You can’t win. How can the people on your side compete with the people on my side? Lian Meng, have you considered it clearly, should you surrender to me, or should you struggle until the end and beheaded by me?”

"It's not over yet, how do you know the result?" Lian Meng said in a deep voice.

"After so many years, your temper has not changed at all. I really can't understand why the Ancestor of the Qixiong fell in love with you and asked you to take charge of the source fire. But it doesn't matter. I will let the Ancestor of the Qixiong understand that the person he chose was wrong." Zhuyang said lightly.

Lian Meng didn't say anything, but stared at the fighting arena.

The seventh game of the second round is about to begin.

The people of the Artifact Clan stared at the field, and even the mistress and others couldn't help but feel a little worried. Each of the last four games was extremely critical. Although they knew that the chance of winning was very low, even so, they had to fight.

As four figures appeared on the arena, the people of the Artifact Clan couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning.

The two kings of Qi and Xun appeared on the stage, while the opposite was a great emperor and emperor.

It's over...

The outcome of this game can be judged at a glance.

Although the combat power of King Qi and the others are far greater than before, even if they are included in the original weapon clan, they can only barely reach the level of the lower emperor level.

The emperor on the opposite side is the lower emperor level. The two kings of Qi may defeat the other party, but that will have to pay a price, not to mention that there is a great emperor on the other party.

Just this great emperor can easily sweep the two kings of Qi.

When the members of the Qi Clan showed despair, Lin Mo and Xize, who had been tense in their faces, relaxed their expressions, and then looked at each other and couldn't help but smile.

"It seems that my luck is not bad." Xi Ze said with a smile.

"Well, this game is very important. If one is selected, it is hard to say. If both are selected, then you will definitely win." Lin Mo said with a breath.

Huang Yun and others also showed relaxed expressions.

Others don’t know what Lin Mo and Xizhe mean, but they know it.

Because Lin Mo and Xize had already made arrangements, it was the critical moment to use the first-hand arrangements.

boom!

The two kings and kings suddenly waved their hands, and two ancient gods and demon statues appeared. Then Wuxi's Heaven-killing Formation was released. The two quickly merged into the ancient gods and demon statues. At that moment, their aura grew wildly.

"It's Wuxi's Heaven-killing Formation again... the damn Wuxi Heaven-reality..." Zhuyang's ancestor was furious.

Lian Meng showed an unexpected look. Unexpectedly, Xi Ze actually passed the Wuxi Zhutian Formation to King Qi and used two complete ancient gods and demon statues. However, what Lian Meng didn't know was that these two complete ancient gods and demon statues were not given by Xi Ze, but by Lin Mo. After Xi Ze and King Yu burst out two, Lin Mo still had four on his body.

Lin Mo divided three of the remaining four ancient statues of gods and demons.

Halfway through the second round, Xi Ze gave three ancient statues of gods and demons to the three kings of Qi. This was for the preparation for the subsequent key duel, and it was just used at this time.

As for the Wuxi Zhutian Formation, Xi Ze had already passed it to all of them when he was training the Feather King.

boom!

Two ancient statues of gods and demons were completely detonated under the power of King Qi.

Like Xi Ze's game, the opponent's Emperor and the Great Emperor were both involved. Neither the two Great Emperors could escape the loss, let alone these two.

The Emperor and the Great Emperor who were involved were crushed to pieces under the strongest power of the Wuxi Zhutian Formation.

The Emperor died so much that he could not die anymore, and although the Emperor was not dead, he fell to the ground seriously injured and could no longer move.

Eight to nine…

The four elders could not suppress the excitement in their hearts. Unexpectedly, the game that would definitely lose was reversed.

"The price of the four ancient gods and demon statues is just to win two games... Lin Mo, then we will have to make some compensation from the weapon clan." Xi Ze said in a deep voice.

"They will definitely make compensation."

Lin Mo hummed, four ancient statues of gods and demons, but he finally dug them out, so it would be difficult to dig them again in the future. Some time ago, the ancestor Wuxi sent countless people to the old site, but now he probably has plowed most of the old site.

At that time, it will be difficult to find the ancient gods and demon statues again.

After the Qi Wang and the others returned to the shield, the eighth game of the second round began.

The last three games left...

Everyone was quite nervous. The opponent had two great emperors, the elders and others hoped that these two great emperors could be chosen in one game, so that the remaining two games might be tied, and they could be dragged into the third round at that time.

At this time, the shield lit up.

Lin Mo and Xi Ze calmed down their smiles together and stared at the arena.

Four people appeared on the arena.

Everyone in the Artifact Clan couldn't help but take a breath. His luck was really bad. He actually met the other party's Great Emperor, and he was also the son of the Slave God Sect.

On the side of the weapon clan, Lei Xi and Yue Wang are.

The Moon King is a woman, and he is with the Feather King and others.

Lin Mo's expression showed solemnity. After Lei Xi came on stage, Lin Mo suddenly noticed that the children of the Slave God Cult looked at him. Although the children of the Slave God Cult could not see him because of the shield, Lin Mo could feel that the children of the Slave God Cult were looking at him, and he saw a cold smile on the corner of the other party's mouth.

That feeling was like a hunter playing with prey.

An inexplicable feeling of uneasiness arose, and Lin Mo frowned, but he didn't pay too much attention.
Chapter completed!