C319 Why did you all stand up again?

Why are you all standing up again?

An hour later, Ji Haotian looked at the miserable figures of the underworld clan cultivators that were completely suppressed by the puppets. He glared at the Blood Fiend Demon King and sent a sound transmission to him, "When those cultivators fall to the ground, your puppets will also fall as well. Do you understand?"

When the Blood Fiend Demon King heard this, he saw Ji Haotian's actions and felt his scalp tingle. He hurriedly nodded.

In their opinion, those puppets were simply too weak, they actually cried out in pain the moment they started fighting. However, their physical strength was clearly much stronger than the few hidden clan cultivators who had ascended the arena, otherwise, they wouldn't have lasted so long.

"Ah …"

After an hour of battle, the cultivator who was fighting the puppet could feel that his injuries were getting worse. His vision turned dark and he fainted.

As for the puppet battling this cultivator, it looked at the genius lying on the ground and moved forward at almost the same time. As the light faded away, it gradually turned into a slightly dimmer bean and rolled down to the ground.

"They are …"

"Both sides suffered. "Yes, it should be like that."

The crowd of cultivators watching the battle discussed animatedly.

Meng Donglin looked at the puppets that fell to the ground together with Zhuge Luoshan, and the corner of his mouth twitched. He knew that those puppets had rough skin and thick flesh, but he didn't know how to make them.

Previously, when he had used his semi-sage tool to attack the puppets, he hadn't been able to cause the slightest bit of damage. However, these puppets were just too despicable. Every time he threw a punch, the puppets would scream miserably. It was as if he had received a huge attack, and what was most unbearable was that every punch he threw would cause his entire arm to ache, but the puppets' howls seemed to be even more painful than his own.

These puppets were completely fine, but they had fallen to the ground, becoming a bean without any energy fluctuations. Just what were they doing?

"You … "You …"

Meng Donglin looked at the puppet on the ground, and his eyes widened, as if he wanted to say something, but soon the puppet's fist landed on his mouth. Meng Donglin, who fell to the ground, let out a miserable cry, looked at the puppet on the ground, and cursed in his heart, "This puppet is pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger!"

Originally, he was prepared to say all these, but he discovered that because of his injuries, he was actually unable to speak, causing his entire mouth to become even more swollen. He could only stare at the puppet and Ji Haotian in the distance with wide eyes.

Meng Donglin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and slowly stood up. He threw a punch towards the puppet in front of him. The puppet's fist also landed on Meng Donglin's body.

Meng Donglin felt his arm slam into a mountain, causing pain to spread throughout his entire arm. His entire body was sent flying by the puppet's attack, and he fell onto the arena, unconscious.

Before losing consciousness, Meng Donglin had absentmindedly heard the miserable shrieks of the puppet. If Meng Donglin had any strength left, his eyes would have been wide open. He would have rushed forward and viciously punched the puppet. That was too shameless ….

I was the one who got hurt, okay? What the hell are you screaming for …

The cultivators below the arena saw the puppets fall to the ground along with the other cultivators, and they were all dumbfounded. Only two or three remained on the stage, but they looked miserable as they stood on the stage.

"Ji Haotian wins." When the middle-aged deacon saw the scene in front of him, he was dumbstruck. He never thought that Ji Haotian would actually have another thirty puppets and twenty heaven chosen ones that were injured in battle.

"Seems like, these puppets are Ji Haotian's life saving trump card. Although he defeated 20 of them this time, his own fighting strength is still too weak. Even though those puppets are powerful, they are not his own combat power. It seems like the other participants can only take advantage of this opportunity! "

"Yes, I don't think it will be long before a second batch of cultivators from the underworld clans come to participate." After all, on Ji Haotian's hands, there were only three battle-ready puppets, and he still had twenty-three spatial rings. Although he had won miserably, he would lose without a doubt in the next match. If anyone were to fight with Ji Haotian, those spatial rings would definitely fall into someone's hands. "

When the Blood Fiend Demon King heard the discussions of the spectating cultivators, a flash of understanding flashed past his eyes, but Ji Haotian was just too … Shameless …

He knew that during the previous battle, in order to make the movements of the puppets look extremely coordinated, as if they had truly been severely injured, he had heard the sound of Ji Haotian instructing him on how to control the puppets one after another. Under his control, the puppets had become extremely coordinated in every move, and even the elders of the large sects could not see any flaws in the sound.

In fact, what the Blood Fiend Demon King did not know was that Ji Haotian's every word, other than the experiences from his previous life, naturally allowed Heavenly Law Calabash to see through the flaws in the puppets' movements with one glance, which allowed the puppets to coordinate their entire movements extremely well …

Li Qingfeng who was watching from afar guessed something when he heard the miserable cries of the puppets, but he knew Ji Haotian's strength. He was an expert of the Semi Emperor Realm, so he naturally had to give him some face. Furthermore, from his point of view, anyone with powerful strength would inevitably have a strange personality and special fetishes, and Ji Haotian's collection of spatial rings was nothing more than that …

Nie Junlin looked at Meng Donglin and the rest who were lying on the stage, and frowned. After a moment of silence, he said, "I don't know how the Meng Family raised Meng Donglin, but he couldn't even beat an ant. He is simply losing face for the Nine Hidden Families! You guys go over! "

"Your Highness, don't worry." In the next battle, let's go and destroy that Ji Haotian brat! " The twenty geniuses from the Prehistoric Empire beside Nie Donglin nodded and said.

In their eyes, although Ji Haotian's methods were previously unfathomable and strange, he was now a tiger with one claw missing, a wolf without a tooth. As long as they went up the stage, they could easily defeat Ji Haotian, and at that time, they could directly obtain twenty-three spatial rings.

Thinking about that, the twenty Prehistoric Empire geniuses that were walking towards Ji Haotian had blazing hot looks in their eyes. They wished they could fight with Ji Haotian right now and snatch the spatial ring from him.

"Look, it's the Prehistoric Empire's Heaven's Pride! What are they doing?"

"Then you still need to think, they are naturally doing it for the sake of defeating Ji Haotian. Right now, Ji Haotian is like a duckweed in the water that could collapse at any time, and at this time, as long as they stood on the stage and fought against that brat Ji Haotian, they would definitely be able to defeat that brat Ji Haotian easily. "

"That's right, Ji Haotian has already used his trump card, if they all challenged Ji Haotian, even if it was a revolving battle, Ji Haotian would not be able to take it."

Everyone looked at the many Prehistoric Empire Cultivators walking towards Ji Haotian's stage and discussed.

When the twenty geniuses of the Prehistoric Empire heard the discussions of the crowd, the fire in their eyes burned even hotter. Accompanied by gusts of wind, a cultivator from the Prehistoric Empire stepped onto the stage.

"You little ant, do you dare to fight against me?"

The young man's name was Nie Luyu, one of the many evildoers in Prehistoric Empire. If he were to borrow the [Holy Equipment] in his hands, his combat power would definitely be much stronger than Li Zhan Jun.

In his view, in this battle, as long as he was the last straw that could suppress Ji Haotian, those spatial rings would all be his. At that time, he would be able to borrow the cultivation resources to break through to the Spirit Realm.

"Oh, you mean you want to fight with me on the stage? However, with your strength, you are still too weak. I think that if all of you were to fight together, you might have a bit of a chance of winning. " Ji Haotian said calmly.

"You … "You're courting death!"

"Brat, you have guts! I am a favored son of heaven, and regardless of background or strength, you are inferior to me. What right do you have to speak to me like that! "

"What are we wasting our time talking to this kid? Let's attack him together and beat him up. Let him know what it means to overestimate his own capabilities!"

When the cultivators heard this, they were unable to contain their anger. Their eyes were bloodshot, accompanied by the sound of wind breaking. Many heaven's pride level experts landed on the stage.

After the middle-aged attendant heard what was said, his brows slightly knitted, and he unconsciously looked at Li Qingfeng.

"Let them continue fighting!" Li Qingfeng's words sounded beside the middle aged deacon's ears.

Hearing this, the middle-aged deacon silently nodded his head and said, "Let the match begin!"

When the Heaven's Pride of the Prehistoric Empire heard his words, his aura erupted and a terrifying energy wave spread out in all directions.

"Look, those heaven's pride level experts are actually at the peak of the King's Realm. Furthermore, they are all geniuses of the Prehistoric Empire, and a single person is enough to defeat a Late Spirit Master. If they were to attack together, perhaps even a middle stage Emperor Realm cultivator would not be able to contend against them. "

"Ji Haotian that kid's brain must be filled with water. Otherwise, how could he let so many heaven's pride level experts enter the stage? Isn't he courting death?"

"Who can we blame? We can only blame that brat for being too arrogant." It was one thing for him to barely defeat twenty cultivators, but he actually dared to challenge the cultivators of Prehistoric Empire. I think that this time, the heaven's pride level expert from the Prehistoric Empire would most likely attack in order to save the face of the ten great underworld clans. I think that brat would even have a hard time surviving! "

Nie Luyu heard the discussions from the crowd, his eyes flashed with a look of satisfaction, and his gaze turned haughty as he said, "Kid, I advise you to obediently kneel down and kowtow a few times, then hand over everything you snatched from the other cultivators. Who knows, maybe we'll cripple you and leave you with a chance of survival."

"That's right. Kid, you better behave …"

Hearing that, Ji Haotian frowned slightly, and bellowed: "Scram!"

"How dare you scold me! You are simply acting recklessly! Let's attack him together and ruthlessly punish him!" Nie Luyu said.

When the many geniuses of the Prehistoric Empire heard this, they looked at each other and nodded. In their view, after losing the puppets, Ji Haotian was now a paper tiger without claws. As long as one of them made a move, they could eliminate Ji Haotian!

Ji Haotian looked at the many prodigies rushing towards him, waved his long sleeves, and said blandly: "Since all of you are looking to die, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Hahaha, entering and you want to kill me? "You think you …"

"Ah!" You … Why did you all stand up? "

Many of the Prehistoric Empire's heaven's pride experts looked at the puppets that were once again standing up, their scalps trembling as they roared in fear.

"Naturally, they recovered some of their strength through the infusion of spiritual energy!" Ji Haotian said.

"You …"

The many Prehistoric Empire's Heaven's Pride's ears trembled when they saw the many puppets rushing towards them. Their previous excitement was like an unstoppable flood, looking at the puppets that were rushing towards them, they were all on their guard and frowning.

"Ah, it hurts, my arm is about to break!" A puppet cried out as he forced out a tear.

When the Heaven's Pride of the Prehistoric Empire heard the miserable cries coming from the puppets, they were angered to the point that their eyes turned red and their eyeballs almost popped out. They did not expect that nothing would happen to the puppets, but where were they?

The crowd below the arena looked at the scene in front of them, and for some reason, they felt a sense of familiarity. "Hmm, why do they seem so similar?"

But before they could say anything, the battle began!

Many of the Prehistoric Empire's Heaven's Pride were fighting against the puppets on the stage. Many of the puppets wailed miserably, but every time they defeated a Heaven's Pride, they would directly turn into a dull bean and return to Ji Haotian's hands.

Two hours later, the rest of the heaven's pride experts were still unconscious. As for the puppets, only one remained standing on the stage.

All the cultivators looked at the scene in front of them, and felt that if there were another twenty or so experts, they would be able to take care of Ji Haotian, since the light emitted from the beans was even dimmer than before.

It seemed that those puppets only needed to be used once, and would consume a lot of energy. Perhaps after a few rounds, they would be able to defeat Ji Haotian.

"Ji Haotian wins." The middle-aged deacon said.

Li Qingfeng looked at Ji Haotian who was calmly taking the spatial rings from the many cultivators, and the corner of his mouth twitched. Did he really have the habit of collecting spatial rings?

Should I consider giving him a few more interspatial rings of different styles to befriend him?

Nie Junlin, who was fighting with Su Mu sheep, looked at Ji Haotian, who was far away, and his eyes flashed with a cold light, "Brat, I'll let you play around for a bit longer, after I finish this fight, I'll go and take care of you!"

"Nie Junlin, you dare to do two things at once when fighting with me. You are not worthy to be my opponent! " The big blade in Su Mu Yang's hand suddenly slashed out. An eight layered blade intent surged out as it chopped towards Nie Junlin.

"Hmph, it is only the eighth stage of blade intent, do you really think that I, Nie Junlin, would be afraid of you?!" Nie Junlin roared, he glared hatefully at Ji Haotian, and started to fight with Su Mu and Yang Mu.