Super Treasure Hunter

For these people, I just want to say in the middle of the week that luck is also strength, otherwise you try your luck.

Now that the second round of the game has come to an end, the old man stepped forward and announced: "The third round will be played in half a day. Within an hour, the battle formation will be portrayed, and then the battle formation will be compared with the previously described formation!"

"Previously, you were lucky enough to get through the first two rounds, but the third round relied on strength. You have no such good luck!"

The previous self-defeating made Feng Rishan's hatred of Zhou Zhong reach the extreme.

"If you think I can get to this point because of luck, then in the next third round, I will use my strength to crush you!"

In the middle of the week, Feng Rishan was already dead in his eyes, and he used the rules of the third round to kill him and avenge Yayue.

"I am looking forward to how you can crush me with your strength. In my eyes, you are just an ant. What I like most is the struggle of the ant when she is dying, just like the little girl from the Ya family. The one who died is called a Tragic, I feel inexplicably excited when I think about it!"

Feng Rishan's remarks were meant to anger Midweek and let Midweek take the initiative to attack himself in the third round. Otherwise, if this kid surrendered as soon as he came up, his purpose of killing him would be defeated.

His eyes were red in the middle of the week, and even the sound of breathing became rapid, and his eyes were full of murderous intentions.

If it wasn't for the banquet of the heavenly kings before the start, they were not allowed to choose manual hands for the competition, I am afraid Feng Rishan had already become his dead soul under the sword.

"Oh, I can't stand it anymore. You have the ability to kill me. After the third round, you will only die worse than Na Yayue!"

Feng Rishan tried his nose and said angrily that only by torturing to death in Zhou Zhong could he calm his hatred.

In the blink of an eye, the injuries of the elderly Baishao and Feng Rishan were almost recovered, and the third round of the match officially began.

Twenty people were placed on a ring and began to portray their own formations.

I saw that Zhou Zhong just used the power of darkness to drew a small circle on the ground casually. It was not unpretentious, but a real small circle. No matter how you looked at it, it didn't look like a formation.

As for the others, it is quite powerful.

The old man white peony sat down on the ground, and then began to engrave the battle formation with the power of darkness, and for a moment, a huge white ape appeared behind him.

Just the phantom, the roar of the white ape makes the surrounding array mage feel a tingling scalp. If the formation is completed, the white ape spiritual sense will be summoned, how terrifying.

The old man Bai Peony was amazed when he saw everyone, and the corners of his mouth were curved. The first two rounds also occupied most of his eyes by luck.

In the third round, he will take the first place in the third round of the Heavenly King Banquet with the momentum of looking over the world, washing away his previous shame.

Feng Shan is also unwilling to show weakness, after all, now that he has become the closed disciple of the old man of Baishao, he naturally has to show some strength to speak of the past.

With a big wave of his hand, he placed a formation. In the formation, a green python crawled out slowly, spitting out the snake's letter, but no one dared to underestimate the deterrent power of the python. .

With the power of the formation technique with poisonous attributes, Feng Rishan's formation talent is indeed different, otherwise the old man Baishao would not accept it as his own closed disciple.

"Not bad!" The old man Bai Peony looked at Feng Rishan's eyes with a bit of approval. After all, everyone knew that Feng Rishan was his disciple. The stronger his strength, the brighter his face would be.

The formation of Liu Kang, the sword immortal, was much simpler. After a burst of light passed, a light giant sword appeared in the formation.

Although the giant sword is awkward, it can kill the enemy invisible within Liu Kang's thoughts, and has a somewhat overwhelming momentum.

Ten tianjiao on the stage, showing their life-long learning and the powerful strength demonstrated, the leader of the Array Mage Guild could not help but said with emotion: "If the Empire of Heaven, the line of Array Mage, really a few people Dragon and Phoenix!"

Liu Yong also condensed the White Tiger Profound Formation this time. The reason why he hadn't challenged Fengyun Spectrum before was precisely for his blockbuster today.

Behind him stood three scattered mage formations, the formations inscribed were the Qinglong Xuan formation, the Suzaku Xuan formation, and the Xuanwu Xuan formation. Although they were not as strong as Liu Kang.

But waiting for this day for a long time, the battle formation engraved by the four can join forces to form a battle formation of four elephants, with the power of destroying the world, even Liu Kang, the sword immortal, is not in his eyes.

The purpose of the four people in this battle is the old white peony. Liu Yong’s ambitions are extremely large. It is not for the qualifications to participate in the Great Mystery Realm, but to win in this heavenly king banquet. Old man.

The four have the qualifications to establish a school and establish the Four Elephant Sect. Although the old man of Baishao is powerful, but with the power of the Four Elephants battle formation, he may not have the power to fight.

When Liu Yong made the request, the Array Mage Guild readily agreed. The purpose of holding this Heavenly King Banquet was to discover the geniuses of the younger generation of Ruotian Empire.

If the four of them can really defeat the old white peony, perhaps this is like a heavenly empire, and the previous situation of the mages losing to other countries will be changed.

It's just that it is four-to-one after all, which is unfair. The Array Mage Association also informed in advance that no matter the result or not, the four of them will lose their qualifications to participate in the Great Mystery Realm.

The old man Baishao didn't put so many younger generations in his eyes, and naturally agreed. After all, his authority is not something that anyone can challenge.

At the beginning of the fight, the four of them raised their positions in fear. They knew that the old man Baishao’s battle formation was a melee weapon, while the Sixiang battle formation was a long-range attack formation.

Under the call of the profound formation, the phantoms of four sacred beasts appeared in the sky, and then they collided together to form a gray-black dragon-shaped creature!

Hovering in the void, staring at the white ape below, the dragon is the lord of the beasts, and naturally possesses the power of this world, but the four people condensed are only the pseudo-dragon, not the real dragon. .

But it also derives a certain amount of wisdom, and can feel the strength of the white ape below, so naturally he dare not underestimate it.

After a trial, the pseudo-dragon found that the weakness of the white ape could not be lifted into the air, so in the midair, it spewed out a cloud of nothingness.

"The talents of these four people are indeed good, they can condense pseudo-dragons. After the banquet of the heavenly kings, if they really plan to start a sect, the Wizards Guild can appropriately help!"

Ruotian Empire Array Mage Guild President, looked at the four people in the audience appreciatively and whispered.

Indeed, in this dark space, the dragon is like a kind of belief, as long as it can be attached to it, its strength is extremely terrifying.

Even the pseudo-dragon, the president of the Array Mage Guild, naturally has to pay more attention to this!

Trying to burn the white ape to ashes, he saw the old man with white peony smile indifferently: "Stupid, if it is a real dragon, the old man is still a little scared, it is like a worm shaking the tree!"

I saw Bai Yuan's fists hit his chest constantly, opened his blood basin, swallowed the flames ejected by the pseudo-dragon into his abdomen, and twisted his body triumphantly.