"Humph, just the direct disciples and the half-step divine disciples are enough to take up two hundred places, and these thousands of inner disciples, although they won the first round of the battles, but in the Heavenly G.o.d Tablet, they are already ninety-nine percent out of them, and only a few of them can enter the next stage together with the direct disciples!"

"Boom!"

Just as I was speaking, a figure had already flown back heavily from my Heavenly G.o.d Tablet.

"The First World... "None of them pa.s.sed!"

Looking at this disciple, everyone could clearly see this point …

whoosh *

Soon after, the sect elder that this disciple belonged to had already taken him away.

Miserable screams rang out again.

Soon after, more and more disciples appeared.

Not a single one of them had a pained expression on their faces. It was obvious that they had suffered greatly in this ordeal.

"No!"

This miserable shriek far exceeded anything he had ever experienced before.

The other party's body flew out from the Heavenly G.o.d Tablet.

Even though he had fallen into a coma, the screams never stopped. One could imagine how terrifying and astonis.h.i.+ng the injuries were.

"This brat is finished …"

The other party was obviously beheaded within the Heavenly G.o.d Tablet. Although this kind of beheading was illusory and unreal in reality, in the Heavenly G.o.d Tablet's world, the pain of beheading was comparable to the real world. Thus, this kind of pain would also be highlighted in the real world.

If it was serious, it could even cause a fake death.

"Seniors and juniors, I'm afraid you are in danger!"

Seeing the disciples that were continuously flying out with miserable appearances, Luo Yun and the rest were immediately shocked in their hearts.

The world.

A gray patch.

This was the only feeling Qin Feng had after entering the Heavenly G.o.d Tablet.

Of course, rather than calling it a world, it would be more accurate to say that this was a s.p.a.ce.

In the s.p.a.ce, there were no buildings, no living things, not even plants.

"Chi!"

At this moment.

A person slowly appeared with a weapon in hand.

"Shua!"

Suddenly, the blurry shadow in front of him started to move.

The huge sword carried a layer of sword radiance and quickly swept forward, forming a fan-like shape and aiming for Qin Feng's neck.

This speed was extremely fast, so fast that it reached an astounding degree. An overwhelming aura gushed forth, enough to cause Qin Feng to feel the s.p.a.ce in front of him warped and suppressed.

However, although this speed was fast, it was still within Qin Feng's endurance range. His opponent's strength was around the eighth level of the true spirit realm.

"Swis.h.!.+"

Qin Feng's silhouette flickered, he could feel the aura of the cultivation base of the other party. A strange thought flashed in Qin Feng's mind, but he quickly suppressed it.

The s.h.i.+ning quickly flew up.

As the fist intent enveloped the opponent, the fist imprint didn't hesitate and punched the opponent's back.

"Boom!"