Liang Yu smiled on his beautiful face, and then said with a smile:

"Don't worry, I'm not afraid. Actually, I've reached the fourth round, and it doesn't matter if I lose this discussion. Isn't you there?"

Hearing this, Tang Tian nodded with satisfaction, then smiled slightly and said:

"That's good, let's go back there first. Prepare for tomorrow's battle......"

Liang Yu's pretty face turned red, and it was beautiful against the backdrop of the red clouds. She responded and turned her head away. Hongxia also reflected her yellow skirt vividly.

What Tang Tian didn't know was that at this moment, he was in a quiet room in the Red Monster Palace.

A tall and fat man is taking a small bottle from a man in black:

"Is this the ancient Black God Pill?"

"Senior Brother Peng, do you really want to eat it? Eighty percent of the chances will become a decisive one!"

The man in black reminded.

The tall and fat man thought for a moment, but in his eyes, he looked at the man in black in front of him, and seemed to see a layer of black veil lingering in his dreams... For this layer of black veil, his eyes gradually became firm:

"Thank you, I have to eat this time! You go out first, I will practice after eating."

"Okay, Senior Brother Peng, I'll leave."

When the man in black left, Senior Brother Peng went to the door of the quiet room and opened the formation.

Then he sat cross-legged, gritted his teeth, and took a black pill with a strong smell from the small bottle.

Just when Peng Guan was taking the ancient Black God Pill, many people in the Hongchen Palace took this black pill.

We strive for the best, everyone is fighting hard!

In order to compete for the ranking competition, I don’t know how many seeds I don’t even want to live, let alone the Black God Pill? People who practice are crazy about doing things and like to take risks. Not to mention a 20% chance, even a half chance, they will give it a try.

The dusk mist also enveloped the entire earth, and the Tianyu Sacred Mountain was shrouded in darkness.

Tang Tian sat cross-legged on the stone steps, and another new illusion came. He seemed to have come to the earth. A certain past day, joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness were all constantly staged. Life was like using a play. Everyone was the protagonist of his own play. When they re-watch it from another angle, they often had different insights.

In fact, not to mention the crazy monks, Tang Tian was also quite anxious.

Seeing that the war was right in front of him, Tang Tian's cultivation level was stagnant.

Although Tang Tianshi is sure that he can get the first place in the ranking competition, no one can feel better when his cultivation is stagnant, right?

...

Nothing to say a night, Jiunu has not come back yet.

When Tang Tian stood with 25 other monks in the Hongchen Palace the next day, he obviously lost a piece.

"My God! Almost all the seeds rose one layer this night!"

"How did it do it!"

Those monks watching the battle were all some hangings in the divine realm. They were shocked. For them, it was really difficult to break through one level overnight, and at the late stage of the gods!

But they soon discovered one of the aliens.

"I'm afraid only Tang Tian has not improved."

"Yes, Tang Tian is now legitimately at the bottom!"

"From the beginning of the ranking competition and the present, his cultivation level is still in the early stage of the gods, and it has not changed yet. Does he really have to use this cultivation level to fight to the end?"

"Tang Tian is hanging."

Because of the previous game, many disciples of various sects who were optimistic about Tang Tian have now begun to shake again.

"If he wants to challenge him higher, I advise him to go down the mountain as soon as possible."

A familiar voice sounded again in the crowd.

"Old Lei, why are you again? Haven't you eaten enough wine gourd last time?"

Someone laughed.

This familiar voice was produced by the big-mouthed thunder.

But this time, he obviously came prepared.

"In the last game, I admitted that the prediction failed and some mistakes were made. However, no one is perfect. Lao Lei predicted ten games and was wrong with this game. Do you just hold on to it?"

Every time Lao Lei speaks, it makes sense. As soon as he speaks, everyone nods again. When Lao Lei plays the first nine games, he is still very accurate.

Lao Lei analyzed again:

"In the past, Tang Tian could challenge more than level, but what basis is it based on? The basis of challenge more than level is that the opponent's artifact is quite behind, or the qualifications are quite behind!"

"As the battle has entered the present, the artifacts and qualifications in the hands of all geniuses are beyond doubt! So I can say that Tang Tian is at the bottom of his cultivation, so no matter who he meets in the next game, he will end up!"

"fail!"

The cultivators were suddenly in an uproar:

"No matter who Tang Tian meets, he will fail? My god, Lao Lei, you really dare to say it!"

Everyone's discussion, but this did not affect the fourth round of lottery draw.

Not long after, Tang Tian and others each had a jade pill in their hands, and they explored their mental power into the jade pill...

The next second, some people smiled on their faces; while others suddenly had a lawsuit.

"It's over, I actually met Meng'er!"

Among the crowd, a male cultivator sighed to the sky:

"The fairy passing by, who am I urging whom I am so angry? Why am I so unlucky?"

Many monks then gently stroked their chests:

"Fortunately, there are finally unlucky people, and the possibility of our promotion this round has increased greatly."

However, when he slid his mental power into the Jade Cambodia, he was immediately in tears:

"Damn, my opponent is Gao Yang Saint Son! He is also the peak of the gods, I'm so unlucky!"

"Brother, I'm about the same as you. I got the Goddess of Yan Hui."

"It's over. We've drawn the three favorites this time. It seems that we can't continue this game."

Some monks are happy and sad, but some monks are in a good mood.

"Haha, I beat Tang Tian! Tang Tian, ​​you're done!"

A young and handsome man, as if there was ice and snow in his eyes, his eyes swept across the crowd and finally fell on Ding Hao's face:

"The early stage of the God of Heaven is when you are the weakest. My Son of Ice and Snow finally has the opportunity to take revenge!"

The Son of Ice and Snow came with hatred, and I don’t know what method he used to break through his cultivation level into the late stage of the Gods, and he could break through the peak at any time.

Moreover, he was also an ancient method of cultivation, using the Ice Soul Realm, which means that his strength is far superior to that of ordinary late-stage cultivators of the Gods, and he can even freeze others with the Ice Soul Realm at critical moments!

The Son of Ice and Snow held the hope of victory this time. He wanted to defeat his opponent on the battlefield and it would be best to kill Tang Tian, ​​because the sect he was in was already very good at the Dao Sect, and the Heishan killed by Tang Tian was his best friend, so he hated Tang Tian very much!

"Tang Tian, ​​you didn't expect to draw me in this game, did you?"

The son of Ice and Snow walked to Tang Tian with hatred in his eyes.

Tang Tian crushed the jade pills in one hand, threw them away casually, and sneered:

"I felt much more relaxed when I saw your name."

After Tang Tian finished speaking, he ignored him and turned around and walked towards Song Ren and the others.

"you!"

The Son of Ice and Snow was so angry that his face turned pale:
Chapter completed!