Chapter 1480

This problem soon aroused heated discussion in the audience.

Finally, after countless arguments and refutations, everyone reached a consensus.

"Jiang Cheng is stronger, but the two fight for life and death. Qiu Yuxuan will survive."

"Jiang Yinhuang's overall strength can crush the real Taoist saint. Qiu Yuxuan can't stop it."

"But Qiu Yuxuan's last sword is totally unreasonable, and Jiang Cheng should not be spared."

The discussion outside the venue had no impact on the venue.

The death of Fu Lang Daosheng also did not set off too much waves among the players.

They are already numb.

However, as the captain of the seven member team, Zhiyuan Daosheng was very frightened.

"Fu Lang Dao Sheng is also dead?"

He's a little skeptical about life.

Are the top stars so fierce these days?

How smooth the seven people acted together before. God blocked the rhythm of killing God.

Why did three people die in a short time after this separation?

With a timely map of the overall situation, he is now very confused.

"Who can tell me what happened?"

He didn't dare to disperse, so he quickly found the other three teammates back.

After their hunting, there are only three superior stars left in the whole secret territory.

Besides Qiu Yuxuan, the other two are still shivering.

"What's going on?"

"Why are the three Taoist friends Mingchen, Fulang and WUE all eliminated?"

"The superior star Lord can kill them?"

"That's impossible!"

After the Four Saints met again, they were all confused and still couldn't figure out the situation.

"I seriously doubt that someone is plotting against us!"

The Holy Spirit of the source road is dignified.

"A huge net of conspiracy is hanging over our heads."

The other three nodded heavily and agreed.

If the audience who opened the God's perspective outside the stadium heard this, they would certainly make complaints about it.

Especially, you are the best in the audience.

The biggest villain conspirator is yourself.

You still have the face to look like you've been murdered?

"Anyway, we can't be alone next."

It's unique to be afraid of being alone.

All four of them took it for granted.

"What's next?"

"Continue to work together and focus on cleaning up other saints!"

"We still have four people. It's more than enough to besiege one at a time."

Zhiyuan Daosheng knows that if he doesn't eliminate more powerful competitors now, his hope will be very slim in the end.

After all, his strength is not outstanding among Taoists.

Next, they successfully eliminated a lone Taoist saint by means of sneak attack and siege.

"If four people kill one, there is no problem."

"As long as this continues, we can still be the king of God."

As soon as this FG stood, they overturned the car.

During the siege of a magic Taoist Saint below, the four failed to succeed in a short time.

Magic dry Taoist saint has strong strength. Before the audition, he finally ranked seventh. Hard strength is absolutely qualified to compete with God King.

Facing this person, Zhiyuan Daosheng and others, who have been seriously downsized, also have to take some time.

And this time is bad.

I don't know when the two great gods, Yunting Daosheng and Jifeng Daosheng, came from a distance.

"Why are they here!"

"Danger!"

"Withdraw!"

The four made a quick decision, gave up the plan to kill the devil, and fled around.

But it's too late.

"Still want to escape?"

Seeing the siege of these four people, Yunting Jifeng immediately "understood" how those Taoist saints and superior star masters were eliminated recently.

"You did it!"

"It's really easy to calculate. It's lucky that we found it in time."

"Don't even try to escape!"

The originally precarious Taoist priest of moqian fell into ecstasy when he saw two great gods coming to help.

"Thank you, two Taoist friends!"

"This grace is unforgettable!"

Then he followed him out.

Together, the three of them can easily destroy the Four Saints of the source road.

But unfortunately, the four are running now.

And there are only three of them.

Finally, the other three were stopped by Yunting Jifeng and moqian, and Zhiyuan Daosheng was lucky to pick up a life and escape without a trace.

A moment later, the names of the three saints also disappeared on the sky.

So far, he is the only one left in the seven man team pulled up by Zhiyuan.

Seeing this scene, Qing Que and Jiang Yun, who had been eliminated before, were very relieved of their hatred.

"Well done!"

"Deserved it!"

"Unfortunately, Zhiyuan escaped."

"Don't worry, he won't live to the end. Wait!"

At this point, the 19 Taoist saints at the beginning of the fourth game have been quickly eliminated, leaving only eight.

This competition seems to be at the final stage.

Everyone felt that Yunting and Jifeng moqian should also stick together and attack everywhere.

But to their surprise, the three left after only a few short words.

"They don't have a thousand mysterious plans. It's hard to find others."

"Indeed, at present, there are only 161 people left in the audience. They are vast and sparsely populated. Those hidden are too difficult to find."

"Moreover, 161 people can't be killed by the three of them alone, and the number of heads is not enough."

"Hey, the Zhiyuan Taoist saint with a thousand mysterious pictures has shrunk up now."

In a hurry, the elimination speed of these 161 people became slower and slower.

Sometimes there won't be one eliminated in a month.

In this way, two years later, there are still 55 people left in the field.

The fairies outside are almost helpless.

"How long will these people fight to decide the top seven?"

"They are too patient."

"Some people have not done anything since they hid at the beginning. Are they ready to rely on it all the way?"

They are not only talking about fanlei Taoist Zun, but also several Taoist zuns have chosen a similar way.

All hope to hide until the end and get a God King by chance.

Not only outside, but also leader Jiang is a little impatient.

Especially in the last six months, they can't even find the level, and they can't brush any rewards.

"There's nothing wrong with that."

"I haven't finished a competition for five years. I work hard every day. Is this going to kill my brother?"

Devoid of any sense of shame, the listless man who has spent most of his time make complaints about it.

"Soon."

"What's fast?"

"It's almost the last stage."

This is the only time she disclosed competition information to Jiang Cheng as a teammate, although she was still vague.

Brother Cheng looked up at the 55 names in the sky, frowned and shook his head.

"It's still early."

"This secret place is too big. If many people hide it, I'm afraid they won't be able to find it in a hundred years."

Three months later, the number of names in the sky was reduced to 49.

The secret place that had not changed suddenly rumbled.