Hundreds of figures did not stand together and were divided into more than a dozen small black groups. Each black group has dozens of figures. They are the elite of their mine cave. Like some ordinary true God list disciples, they have no need to compete at all.


    Even when it''s cannon fodder, it''s not qualified at all!


    Any leading figure present can easily kill several disciples of the true God list, so the crowd tactics have no effect.


    As for xianbang disciple?


    They are still honest in mining in their own mines. They are not even qualified to watch. The things here are completely different from them.


    At the moment, there were seven or eight figures standing in front of the crowd, each alone in the air, quietly looking at the mine cave bursting with glow, with a trace of heat hidden in the bottom of his eyes.


    "Old song, you are just in the later stage of immortality. Do you want to compete with me?" a sharp voice said from a green robed old man''s mouth. His eyes squinted and looked at the red robed youth not far away with a trace of coldness.


    Although the young man in red robe looks like a young man, he is actually an old monster of thousands of years old. He sneered at the speech and said, "people here want to compete. Do you think I''m easy to bully and target me?"


    The old man in green robe said faintly, "I just eliminate the people who are not qualified to compete first."


    The young man in red robe laughed angrily and said, "try it out. Even if I can''t get it, I''ll spell you seriously!"


    The young man in green robe narrowed his eyes and looked at him deeply. He didn''t say anything more.


    "Everyone, wait until everyone else comes together." at this time, a low voice rings out. If Wu Feng is there, he will recognize that the speaker is Chen Tian! It''s just that he doesn''t look half drunk at the moment?


    The other prisoners were silent to show their approval. No one wanted to compete now,