Chapter 1053 (1/2)

After a day of meditation, all the real yuan consumed before has been recovered, Shen Lang's injury has been completely recovered, and their strength has reached its peak.

In the main hall, nearly 200 monks have recovered, and they are looking at their opponents.

”It seems that this level is about to start. Let's get ready for it.” Shen Lang says to Su Ruoxue.

”Well.” Su Ruoxue nodded slightly, showing a trace of dignity on her face.

Not long.

”Boom” a sound, the hall is in the middle of the brute God stone suddenly issued a roar. Then, the whole hall was trembling and roaring, and the golden mask that trapped people was gradually removed.

The third level, fighting, official start.

”Drink!”

”Die!”

A large number of monks took out swords and other martial arts, and began to fight miserably.

The monks who can break into the third level are almost all the monks in the later stage of the virtual environment and the nine immortals.

Two martial arts practitioners rushed to Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue, both of whom were martial arts practitioners in the later stage of the virtual environment.

Shen Lang takes out the broken Tiange to fight back and flicks open the long sword that the other side comes to.

”Ding!”

Shatiange collided with the long sword, splashing a lot of sparks.

Shen Lang's fight is more conservative, because it's a fight in itself, and excessive consumption is meaningless. Otherwise, when the final stage of the fight comes, it will be bad to run into the enemy's own real resources and consume them.

Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue are both very low-key, trying to keep their consumption at a low level.

After a low-key entanglement, the broken Tiange in Shen Lang's hand has cut off the top-grade holy sword in the other side's hand, making a ”click” sound.

”Super holy ware?” The Wuxiu watched as the top-grade artifact in his hand was cut off by the broken Tiange of Shen Lang, and his face could not help but show a trace of fear.

With such a weak momentum, Shen Lang soon found out the flaw of the other side. He strode forward and stabbed him with his sky breaking dagger.

”Pooh!”

The blood splashed all over the body. The Wuxiu's chest was pierced. He was killed immediately and his body was transmitted.

In fact, the fighting in this stage is an illusion, but it really gives people a very real feeling. It's unimaginable to set up such a powerful array.

All the people in the hall can fight without fear.

Su Ruoxue's eyes were ablaze with blood and magic light, which flew into the brain of another martial artist.

”Ah!” The spirit of the man was wounded, holding his head and shrieking.

The blood magic light is always trying to deal with the ordinary virtual environment martial arts. When dealing with the pain in the head, Su Ruoxue holds the top-grade holy sword and kills the friar immediately.

The fighting has reached the stage of white heat, and the most prominent one in the hall is the sword without trace.

The sword has no trace, its face is steady, and it waves the golden giant sword in its hand.

A small fart kid wields such a large and heavy sword. This kind of scene looks a little strange. The golden sword is bigger than the sword without trace.

However, the attack method of the little fart boy is extremely fierce. When he saw the sword without trace and waved the huge sword, a large number of golden swords spread around him. The monks who dared to attack him were all pierced by the swords and splashed with blood on the spot.

Where the sword passes without trace, it can kill almost any friar in a second, making no one dare to advance.

Shen Lang looks at this scene from afar, and there is a deep fear on his face. The strength of this little boy is so high that he doesn't know how to cultivate.