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Chapter 687(2/2)

Also thrown away by the World Tree of Origin were the bodies of the Pure Yang Demon Fox and the Xuanyin Meng Fox.

Dong Jingjing died in battle, which meant that he easily passed the first level.

"Kill me? Then you must be prepared to die without leaving your body intact."

This sentence is not just for Dong Jingjing, but his attitude towards all enemies!

He didn't come to the No. 1 Meeting in the World just to compete with the disciples of the Eight Divine Realms and stop at that.

The cloud platform is clean.

This is just the beginning of the first meeting in the world.

Li Tianming tidied up a bit, and then the platform continued to move forward.

He still needs to defeat one more person before he can pass the first round of Tianyun Battlefield!

The opponent we met this time should be stronger, because the opponent also defeated an opponent before meeting Li Tianming.

"If the eight major divine realms all know that I am a disciple of the God, then they should have seen my methods."

Li Tianming and the four companion beasts gathered together and looked ahead.

The spirit body of the immortal flew over his head, came down and held Li Tianming's neck, and said coquettishly: "Half daddy, the immortal is hungry."

"Don't lie, I saw that you didn't break a single branch." Li Tianming said with a smile.

"No matter what, I'm hungry!" She rolled around.

"Eat, eat, eat!" Li Tianming took out the 'barbecue' prepared for it in the Ring of Sumeru, and let it feast on it in full view of everyone.

"Is it okay for me, meow, to take the opportunity to squint for a while?" Seeing this, meow's eyes lit up.

"Sleep with your father!" Li Tianming pinched its neck and lifted it up.

"I don't accept it. You favor girls over boys, and you no longer have the right to be a meow!" Miao Miao said resentfully.

"If you don't accept it, hold it in."

"Wow, I want to act like a spoiled brat too!"

"Shut your mouth." Li Tianming stretched out his hand to clamp its mouth and let it spread its teeth and claws in his hands. Anyway, he used his left hand and was not afraid of its cat claws.

"Haha!" Yinghuo gloated and laughed with his hands on his hips.

"You too!" Li Tianming pinched its beak with his other hand. Yinghuo glared and flapped its wings in the air, as if it was drowning.

They were having a great time, but countless people on the Yanhuang Continent were looking at them coldly through the Eye of Heaven barrier.

Maybe they think there is nothing to be proud of in killing Dong Jingjing?

Among these 1,600 disciples, there are so many strong ones!

If you are unlucky and meet a truly top disciple, the one who will be killed and thrown away now will only be Li Tianming.

Amidst the commotion, Li Tianming waited for his second opponent today!

That’s the last one!

His gimbal was fused with Dong Jingjing's gimbal, doubling the range. Now it is fused with another one, and the area has quadrupled the original area.

The battle on the Tianyun battlefield is to condense 1,600 people into four hundred people!

Li Tianming observed this second opponent.

This is a young man in Tsing Yi, with his hair tied into a bunch, standing barefoot. His whole person is like a sharp sword, stuck in the clouds, and the sword energy is surging between his hands and feet.

He doesn't look too old, probably a few years older than Xuanyuan Yuheng, and about the same age as Li Tianming. His real age is around twenty-three.

To be able to have such strength at this age means that this opponent is of a type with outstanding talent, at least at the level of Xuanyuan Yuheng.

After he met Li Tianming, his face was as cold as a sword, and he said: "Li Tianming, if I kill you, I can directly get a sixth-level source of heaven and earth tribulation. Do you think it will be profitable?"

"Six Paths Sword Sect? Tai'a Sword Clan?" Li Tianming asked.

"Yes, Tai'a Sword Clan, Feng Daoyi." The other party reported his name.

"Your status is not low, right?" Li Tianming asked.

"Far inferior to the disciples of Zun Shen, not worth mentioning." When Feng Daoyi spoke, he took out a sword, "It's perfect to take your head into the battlefield of hell."

"Do you want to express your gratitude that you are lucky?" Li Tianming said lightly.

"Yes, how do you know?"
Chapter completed!
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