The battle is still going on, but the inner layer has gradually formed small groups mainly composed of super sects or aristocratic characters. It seems that because the children of those sects promised benefits, many people gave up the competition and began to settle for the second best. Some casual cultivators or sect warriors who were unwilling to join were gradually driven out of the center and rushed to the surroundings of the hall.

Many people have a look of reluctance, helplessness and resentment.

There is no way to do this. The world of warriors is the prey of the weak, and it is comparable to the size of a fist.

"Everyone, I have booked this spear in Xuanji Sect. I won't rob you, don't mess with me, otherwise everyone will have no good life." A guy wearing a golden robe, tall and mighty, looks twenty-seven or eight years old, with a head full of hair and a arrogant look on his face, and said to the other groups of people, with a slight threat in his words. Behind him, there were still fifteen or sixteen people, and it seemed that he had joined his gang.

"Haha, why did Changgong family shoot? Our family thought you wanted to compete with me for this Ziyun Bow." A handsome young man in blue shirt said sinisterly, "Okay, even if you don't compete with me, we won't make trouble for you."

"Our Mo family wants this black heavy sword." A man in his thirties, wearing a short brown suit, wearing a pair of straw sandals, and looking ordinary, took a step forward and said slowly.

"I want this long knife from the Jiang family, welcome to grab it." A young man dressed in essay smiled on his lips, playing with a piece of bamboo that was about two feet long in his hand, and said lightly.

"Why is this long sword belonging to your Jiang family? I also like this thing." A rough and generous middle-aged man stepped forward and stared at the young man dressed in a scribe and said.

"It's okay, Brother Shen, let's take the things off first, and then fight for another match to decide who will own them?" The young man from the Jiang family still smiled, as if he didn't look at the crowd of casual cultivators who were eyeing the covetous cultivators around him, looking light and calm.

"Okay, let's fight later!" the strong man surnamed Shen Gong agreed.

"We Huangfu family want that treasure mirror!"

"Lu family, that treasure garment."

"I want that treasure dress too!"

"Tianji Gate..."

...

After a while, the ten immortal weapons floating above the hall had been divided up. Even if there was still a competition, it was already a matter within the super sects and families. All small sects and casual cultivators who account for more than half of the total number of people in the hall were excluded and they did not get any benefits.

"Why? We also made great efforts when the ban was broken just now. We scored at least half of the treasures and gave them to us!"

When Ling Li saw that he was about to be affected, he simply took the lead in calling Wei's throat, because he was afraid that the world would not be in chaos.

"That's right, you can't be too domineering!"

"Whoever grabs the things will be his own abilities!"

...

In an instant, everyone responded, and the originally quiet hall suddenly became turbulent again.

Ling Li, who was hiding behind the crowd, had a strange smile on the corner of his mouth and spoke again in his ventral language: "Everyone, whoever grabs it will be the one who will be!"

Boom boom boom boom...

Under the instigation of that sound, the warriors who were excluded from the outer circle suddenly turned red again, jumped into the air, and rushed towards the nine light shields with all their strength.

The hall, which was originally in an order, was in chaos again.

"Hehe, boy, let me out, I want to trip up the bastards of the Xuanji Sect!" The voice of the old monster Aoki suddenly rang in Ling Li's mind.

Ling Li was still standing there, preparing to seize the opportunity and use the Sky Cicada Green Wing to make a sudden attack. With the Sky Cicada Green Wing's ability, his speed and flexibility in mid-air were slightly stronger than ordinary God Transformation Realm powerhouses, but compared with the Nirvana Realm, it was still far behind.

"I took the spear and Li Shan took the armored clothes. Elder Shentu went to grab the battle axe!" Ling Li observed for a while and then looked at the guys who controlled these treasures. These three groups were the most arrogant. They would hit such guys in the face.

"Can the Holy Lord deal with so many strong people?" Li Shanqing looked at Ling Li and asked with some concern.

"Be careful, it should be fine." Ling Li said, "The old monster Qingmu has a grudge against the Xuanji Sect. Anyway, we can't make the few guys from the Xuanji Sect have a good time."

"What should I do?"

"If you steal something later, you will occupy a windowsill and prepare to pick me up." Ling Li said that, and then moved his body, attached to a fallen Martial Emperor, and began to rush into the crowd of people fighting.

Four people in the field rushed towards the gun-shaped immortal weapon booked by Xuanji Sect at the same time.

"court death!"

The powerful young man named Gong Chang was furious when he saw someone taking the initiative. He raised his hand and a sharp energy swept out, and everyone behind him also took action with all his strength.

The four people were furious and had to dodge one after another.

Bang! The energy of the Yuan power exploded, and the scene was extremely brilliant.

Ling Li, who was following behind someone, took advantage of the opportunity of Yuanli's rays and shook his body and approached the gun-shaped immortal weapon, and it instantly penetrated into the light ball in an instant.

"Haha, who would dare to fight with me!" The young man from Xuanji Sect was extremely arrogant, with long hair floating, and smiled at the sky. Then he stretched out his right hand, reached into the light ball, and grabbed the gun.

"Buzz!"

Just as his palm touched the gun, a strong rebound suddenly emerged from it, which actually shook his palm away.

"Boom!" Ling Li stretched out his feet in the light ball, and the arrogant guy felt as if he was hit hard in his chest. He was extremely happy and sad. A mouthful of blood spurted out and fell straight from mid-air.

"Swoosh!"

The gun-shaped immortal weapon turned half a circle in the air and rushed towards Ling Li.

In a blink of an eye, the ball of light had already arrived in front of Ling Li. He raised his hand and grabbed the gun-shaped immortal weapon in his hand.

“Buzz!”

When Ling Li grabbed the gun, the immortal weapon struggled again, but it became more and more intense, as if he wanted to break free from Ling Li's mastery.

"Okay, do it!" Seeing that Ling Li had succeeded, Shen Tu Mie could no longer hold back and acted with Li Shanqing. He saw that the black fog in the hall was surging, and all the guys who were snatching treasures in the air were photographed underground.

"Ah, the Demon Cult!"

"Everyone joins forces to attack the demon!"

"Retreat!" Ling Li muttered, but without hesitation in his hand, he poured his mental power into the gun body with all his strength.

"Buzz!"

After his mental power was poured into the gun body, the struggle of the gun-shaped immortal weapon suddenly began to weaken, and even under the suppression of his spiritual power, there was a faint sense of fear. Then Ling Li felt that his soul and the spear seemed to have established some vague connection. After only a moment, the gun-shaped immortal weapon stopped struggling, and was immediately taken into the trial space by Ling Li's hand.

"Boy, hand over the spiritual treasure, otherwise you will definitely not be able to get out of this secret realm alive!" The young master of Xuanji Sect shouted behind him. He no longer had the arrogance he had just now, his face was pale, and there was a large pool of blood stains in front of his clothes.
Chapter completed!