Under the support of the floating spell formation, a breathing bead quietly floated in mid-air, shining brightly under the morning sun. It recorded all the scenery within a hundred meters of it and sent it back to the "Shadow Transformation" spell formation in the Jadeite Small Building Square.

Not far below the Spirit Pearl, the two groups of people were confronting each other, their swords drawn, and a great battle was about to break out.

Zhao Yu held the Thunder Radiance Heavenly Sword in his hand. Lightning flashed on the sword's body, emitting a powerful aura. A light green dress fluttered gently in the wind, and her beautiful face was suffocating under the morning sun.

Hou Shaobai stood beside Zhao Yu with a dark golden sword in his hand. Judging from the aura emitted by the sword, it was also a Tier 5 Intermediate Grade Magic Treasure. Wei An, who was standing on the other side of Zhao Yu, looked a lot more miserable. He had many injuries on his body, and the corner of his mouth was covered in blood.

There were five people confronting Zhao Yu and the others. The ones leading them were Fan Changhe and a skinny man from the Beast-controlling Sect. Both of their cultivation levels were at the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm, and the other three were early stage Golden Core Realm experts. The female disciple of the Beast-controlling Sect, Sun Shuangshuang, was also among them. In addition, a golden-furred Fire Ni was squatting on Sun Shuangshuang's shoulders, staring straight at Zhao Yu.

"Hand over the Beast Crystal and send a signal to scram!" Fan Changhe shouted in a buzzing voice.

Although there were many people on Fan Changhe's side, Zhao Yu and Hou Shaobai 's strengths were both at the middle Gold Core realm, so it wasn't easy for them to fight head-on. Moreover, the two of them were using fifth-grade middle-grade magic treasures.

Hou Shaobai sneered, "Bullshit, it should be you who want to fuck off!"

"Young Master Bai, why are you in this mess?" The skinny man said indifferently.

"Han Li, cut the crap. If you have the ability, you can see the True Chapter!" Hou Shaobai shouted majestically.

Han Li was the eldest prince of Du Ru'nan . Hou Shaobai knew very well that if Zhao Yu was not present, he might compromise and leave. Now that the beauty was by his side, how could he wipe away this face? Moreover, there was a breath transmission bead here. Everything that happened would be sent back. He just happened to perform well in front of Du Wu.

"Since that's the case, then I'll offend you!" Han Li said in a deep voice.

The two sides shouted, and magic treasures appeared together, immediately forming a group.

Zhao Yu fought against Long River and Sun Shuangshuang, and Hou Shaobai fought against Han Li and another cultivator. Wei An intercepted the last one.

The spectators in the Jadeite Little Building Square held their breath and stared at the scene of the eight people fighting on the light screen. This was the most exciting battle since the start of the competition.

However, there were also quite a few people who paid attention to the other light curtains. Because these light curtains all displayed the same person, Chu Jun, who was running for his life, but from different angles.

What did it mean for three light screens to show a dashing fellow at the same time?

Naturally, it meant that this unlucky fellow was being pursued by three Nascent Soul experts. This time, he was having a lot of fun!

"This brat has offended the public!" Wang Qu, who had a sinister expression, actually revealed a trace of a smile.

Du Ru'nan laughed and said, "No, little sister, you seem to be familiar with this kid, don't you?"

Du Wu nodded calmly and said, "Those we met in Secluded Sun City are not familiar!"

"It's a good seedling," Du Ru'nan said with a regretful expression. "Unfortunately, there are still sixteen people in the Dead Wood Sea. He won't have the chance to enter the top twelve!"

As a worshipper of the Black-clothed Guards, Wang Qu naturally knew about the open and secret battles between the children of the Prefecture Lord, so he wisely stood aside. As long as there was no obvious selfish cheating on both sides, he would not interfere. Although several Nascent Souls chased after Chu Jun at the same time, they did not violate the rules. Moreover, this kid was too arrogant, and the middle finger of the big close-up was still vivid in his mind.

On the surface, Du Wu was still calm, but in fact, her palms were already beginning to sweat. There were still sixteen people left in the Deadwood Sea. Seven of them belonged to her. However, if Chu Jun were to be eliminated again, Zhao Yu and the others would not be able to defeat the other five. In the end, only three people remained in the top twelve. This was the result that she did not want to see.

At this moment, the audience outside the arena suddenly boiled with excitement, as if a stone had stirred up thousands of waves.

"Damn, that brat is too bad!"

"Haha, shit, it can't be such a coincidence!"

"Heavens, that guy did it on purpose!"

Du Wu hurriedly calmed down, and her mouth instantly opened in an "O" shape. The scene of Zhao Yu and the others fighting in a chaotic manner appeared on several "Shape Shifting and Shadow Changing" screens. That fellow Chu Jun was flying towards the eight people in the chaotic battle at lightning speed.

"Dongyin, haha, this is wonderful!" Someone shouted.

Du Wu couldn't help but be shocked. She was so excited that she almost stood up and smiled, "Big brother, little sister dares to guarantee that he will not be the first to be eliminated!"

Du Ru'nan playfully stroked the jade finger on his left middle finger and smiled, "Good boy, luck really isn't possible!"

At the scene.

Zhao Yu and the others were in a chaotic battle when they suddenly stopped and looked in the same direction in shock. Everyone was dumbfounded.

One could only see a fellow with a bare right arm rushing towards him. Three Nascent Souls were chasing after him a hundred meters away. The surging Spiritual Energy formed a surging cloud of Qi in the surroundings. The scene was extremely spectacular.

"Welcome to the grand gathering!" The scarlet-armed fellow didn't forget to raise his hand and wave as he flew. The brilliant smile on his face was so lacking.

"Your grandpa, Chu Jun, damn bastard!" Wei An couldn't help but curse loudly and took the lead in smearing oil on the soles of his feet.

Zhao Yu was both surprised and happy, "Chu Jun!"

Hou Shaobai 's expression turned extremely ugly. He reached out to pull Zhao Yu and shouted, "Miss Zhao, run!"

Hou Shaobai 's fingertips were about to touch Zhao Yu Hao's wrist. Suddenly, his vision blurred. Chu Jun suddenly appeared between him and Zhao Yu. It turned out that Chu Jun activated the teleportation function of the Suicide Drift Set.

"Haha, Young Master Hou is too enthusiastic!" Chu Jun chuckled. Hou Shaobai 's hand shrank like a snake bite. Before he could react, Chu Jun had already pulled Zhao Yu away.

"Ya … Ya!"

Two miserable cries sounded at the same time. It turned out that Chu Jun and Zhao Yu had sneakily attacked two cultivators on Fan Changhe's side at the same time.

The most powerful aspect of the Suicide Drift Combination Attack magic treasure set was the five-second teleportation effect. When the two cultivators saw the three Nascent Souls arrive, they were about to flee. Who would have thought that Chu Jun and Zhao Yu would still be in the mood to attack them? Blood splashed out from their backs as they were struck by a sword.

Chu Jun and Zhao Yu didn't stop when they succeeded, and they quickly fled like toddlers. At this moment, Hou Shaobai also reacted and fled in another direction.

The three Nascent Souls attacked at the same time. Under the powerful pressure, the faces of the two stabbed cultivators turned ashen as they hurriedly shouted, "Abstain!"

Immediately, the two of them were eliminated!

At this moment, the three Nascent Soul experts were no longer able to chase Chu Jun. There were so many people who had escaped slowly, so if they chased Chu Jun, it would be inexplicable. The three of them suddenly dispersed. One was chasing after Fan Changhe, the other was chasing after Hou Shaobai , and the other was chasing after Chu Jun.

In the blink of an eye, Sun Shuangshuang, who had escaped the slowest, was caught up and had no choice but to fight the Nascent Soul. Fan Changhe and Han Li were quite righteous and immediately returned. The three of them worked together to fight the Nascent Soul. There were still fourteen contestants left in the Withered Wood Sea. As long as they persevered for a while longer, perhaps two other contestants would be eliminated. At that time, even if they admitted defeat, it didn't matter.

Chu Jun and Zhao Yu used the Suicide Drift Set to sneak attack the two of them and quickly fled. The stubborn old man behind them was still chasing after them.

"Are you injured?" Zhao Yu couldn't help but ask when he saw the blood stains on Chu Jun's clothes and his naked arm.

"Don't worry, it's just a superficial injury … damn it, this damn old man insists on chasing me away!" Chu Jun smiled lightly.

At this moment, the teleportation function of the Suicide Drift Set was no longer effective. The two of them immediately slowed down a lot, and the Nascent Soul Elder gradually chased after them.

"It's alright, I'll be able to enter the top twelve if I persist for a while longer!" Zhao Yu comforted.

Chu Jun raised his sword-like eyebrows and said, "Yu'er, I want first place!"

Zhao Yu angrily rolled her eyes at Chu Jun and said, "I knew you were after that sixth-grade magic treasure!"

Chu Jun chuckled and kissed Zhao Yu's charming face.

"Brat, you still have the heart to be intimate at this moment!" The Nascent Soul Old Man couldn't help but be enraged as his spiritual energy surged a little faster.

"I have to think of a way to get rid of this old thing!" Chu Jun turned around and thought of a countermeasure quickly in his mind.

Right at this moment, a figure appeared in front of him. It was Wei An who was the first to escape. This guy was waving his hand back and forth. His meaning was very clear: "You guys scram in another direction, don't fucking harm this daddy!"

Chu Jun couldn't help but lean back and pull Zhao Yu into the air, avoiding Wei An's direction. As a result, the Nascent Soul elder behind him instantly chased a lot closer, within a distance of less than a hundred meters.

"Haha, brat, you can't escape!" The Nascent Soul elder laughed loudly with a white beard.

There was no spiritual energy in the Dead Wood Sea, and the consumption of spiritual energy was fast. Zhao Yu had already started to lose strength, and his speed had slowed down. Chu Jun possessed three types of power, but after a great battle with Luo Heng at dawn and being chased away for so long, he was no better now.

"Yu'er, did you manage to hunt a fourth-grade beast crystal?" Chu Jun suddenly asked.

Zhao Yu nodded and said, "Here we go. What's wrong?"

"That's good!" Chu Jun took out a fourth-grade beast crystal and used the blazing sun divine power to continuously collide with the beast crystal, stimulating the energy inside.

The Nascent Soul Old Man chased closer and closer. Just as he was about to send an eagle to fight a rabbit, he suddenly felt an extremely unstable berserk energy emanating from Chu Jun's body. He couldn't help but be shocked. He shouted, "You brat can't be ruthless, right? You're actually playing with explosive pills!"

"Hehe, damn old man, don't chase after me if you're scared!" Chu Jun turned around and shouted fiercely.

The Nascent Soul Old Man was stunned for a moment, and then he became furious, "I don't believe that you are willing to blow up the girl beside you!" As he spoke, he suddenly accelerated.

Chu Jun abruptly turned around and a resplendent beast crystal shot out like lightning.

The Nascent Soul Old Man's pupils contracted sharply and he quickly retreated!

Boom!

With a shocking explosion, the energy storm caused by the Class 4 Beast Crystal explosion wreaked havoc on a radius of several hundred meters.

By the time the storm subsided, Chu Jun and Zhao Yu had already flown away. The Nascent Soul Old Man's old face was like a horse's. His nose was not his nose, and his eyes were not his eyes.