I may be a fake fairy

"Roar!" Qin Hao let out a beast-like roar in the illusion, and his fleshly body, which had been tempered through thousands of years of tempering, was his greatest weapon.

In this illusion, he doesn't need to worry about getting hurt or dying, all the pain he endured in his cultivation body has turned into his strength.

"Don't come here!" A disciple of a small sect screamed when he saw Qin Hao who was like a beast.

"Roar!" This disciple of a small sect is at the fourth level of Qi refining, and Qin Hao's cultivation is only at the third level of Qi refining. In terms of cultivation, he is stronger than Qin Hao. He may not be without the power to fight in this illusion. But when he saw Qin Hao, he was frightened, his fighting spirit disappeared, how could he be undefeated!

After taking down the disciples of the small sect, Qin Hao gained experience points, which happened to be promoted to the fourth level of Qi refining, and he directly took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth to heal his injury.

"Beast blood body training method!" Qin Hao's eyes lit up, and this little sect disciple actually had a beast blood body training method.

In this illusion, if you want to practice this "Beast Blood Body Refining Method", you must fight monsters. The disciples of this small sect simply don't have the guts to fight monsters, and they can't use such a powerful technique.

"Trash!" Qin Hao snorted disdainfully. A trash is a trash. In reality, he is already a trash. Even in this illusion, he dared not fight. He deserves to be a trash all his life.

Qin Hao didn't have the slightest reason to directly cultivate this "Beast Blood Body Refining Method". Obviously, he is also planning to take the path of physical training, and the one that suits him best is the strongest.

The Purple Qi Immortal Sect has placed a large number of exercises and spells in this illusion, and almost all disciples can find the exercises and spells that suit them in this illusion.

Ouyang Tian didn't meet any immortal cultivators along the way, not even monsters. His cultivation is still at the second level of Qi refining, and he can only move two wooden figures at the same time.

"Hey, it's another middle-grade high-level spiritual weapon, Wooden Man No. [-], this is yours." Ouyang Tian flicked his finger, and this mid-level high-level giant ax was held by Wooden Man No. [-]. hand.

Ouyang Tian named the two wooden figurines No. [-] and No. [-] wooden figurines. He put all the spirit weapons he got on wooden figurines No. [-] and No. [-] wooden figurines. Even stronger than Ouyang Tian himself.

"Wooden puppet... can it still be used like this?" The experts of the Hundred Sect Alliance outside all had question marks on their faces.

These spiritual weapons should be more powerful in the hands of immortal cultivators. Isn't it a waste of money to use these spiritual weapons for wooden figures?

"I thought this Ouyang Tian had some real skills, but it turned out to be nothing more than that, tossing and turning is just a trick of wooden puppet!" Zhuo Tian sneered.

"Elder Zhuo's words are wrong. I think Ouyang Tian is only a five or six-year-old child. It is not easy to master a spell at such a young age." Yuchi Bailian from Yin Sha Island laughed. .

The corners of Zhuo Tian's mouth curled up: "It's a pity, his wooden puppet technique is not very useful in this illusion, since the Murong family has opened the market, I'll bet a hundred thousand spirit stones to join in, ten thousand spirit stones." The Ten Thousand Spirit Stone crushes Qin Hao!"

"One hundred thousand spirit stones, what a great handwriting, Elder Zhuo lost so much before and still has one hundred thousand spirit stones in his hand, he is indeed the elder of the first sect, admire, admire!" Tian Buer who was watching the handicap Hehe smiled.

Zhuo Tian glanced at Tian Bu'er, feeling terrified, thinking that this would make him angry, too naive.

"I suppressed 20 spirit stones, and Ouyang Tian won." Tian Buer glanced at Zhuo Tian, ​​the meaning couldn't be more obvious, I, a disciple of the Purple Qi Immortal Sect, even suppressed 20, and you, the majestic elder of the Cangtian Taoist sect, unexpectedly I only pressed [-], is it embarrassing?

Zhuo Tiantian's lungs were about to explode, but he could only bear it. He had lost two games in a row before, and the spirit stones in his pocket were almost exhausted. One hundred thousand was already his limit.

Murong Yundi received soft hands when he received the Lingshi. Most of them voted for the top ten favorites. Of course, some people voted for others. They all hope to be upset. After all, the odds of [-] to [-] are not a joke.

In just one hour, one-third of the cultivators were eliminated, and in one hour, the first poison circle was opened.

"Roar!" An earth-shattering roar came from all around, and monsters replaced the poison circle, and countless monsters rushed from all directions.

Some immortal cultivators were searching for treasures. It was too late when they heard the roar of monster beasts. A large number of monster beasts rushed in. These immortal cultivators were instantly overwhelmed by monster beasts, and there was no sound in the blink of an eye.

"Ahhhh!" These immortal cultivators who were thrown out of the illusion let out extremely shrill screams. The pain in this illusion is [-]%, and when they died, they really felt the flesh and blood on their bodies being bitten off bit by bit. The feeling, the pain can no longer be described in words.

Ouyang Tian looked at his position: "Damn it, God's punishment circle!"