On the other side, the raise has stopped, and the spectators have returned to the arena to watch.

When the monks in the battlefield release the spiritual power of the cultivation technique, powerful attacks will rush to the surroundings, but if they are blocked by the enchantment, they will not rush to the onlookers.

Of course, even if those attacks rush out, the onlookers will not mess up, and even treat them normally.

Because they were all cultivators in the first place, and they were all cultivators with the lowest cultivation level in the fairy realm.

Therefore, they have enough strength to cope with the attacks.

There are also many reasons why these monks did not hurry to cultivate.

Many monks are not geniuses, even if they are cultivating in this environment with strong spiritual energy, they are still unable to move an inch and make little progress.

In addition, there is no concept of time here, and they themselves don't know how long they have cultivated.

Without the concept of time, it is easy to confuse people. Not only do monks do not know how long they have been practicing, but they may also go out and relax, forget about cultivation, and fall into play.

Just like Zhou Hao now, he was talking to Yang Ge just now, just now?

Perhaps in the Da Luo world, one day has passed...

But Zhou Hao didn't feel it. He always felt that it was only half a day, and even felt that it would be fine to play more.

And this "one shot" is indefinite.

"Tianzihao is going to counterattack!" Xiaodi said suddenly excitedly.

Zhou Hao looked at the arena, and saw that the situation of the two cultivators fighting and killing in the arena had indeed changed.

After being suppressed for a while by the monk of the name of the sky, the monk of the name of the sky suddenly counterattacked easily, and the fists were released between the fists, like a comet descending from the sky, dragging a long shining tail.

This punch is full of power!

The cultivator of that name suddenly became so powerful when he saw that the thin cultivator of the name of this day suddenly became so frightened, he even paused for a while.

Only this blow caused him to get a heavy punch.

Bang!

With a loud explosion, I saw the fist like a comet descending from the sky, slammed into the face of the cultivator of the name, followed by a beam of light blooming, flourishing, and it was like a round of sun in the enchantment. Exploded.

The spectators outside the barrier, only saw a white light at this time, allowing them to use their own techniques, and they couldn't see through the barrier of the battlefield.

The barrier of the arena itself is laid by the strong, not only can isolate the attack from the arena, but also can isolate the means of spectators outside the arena.

Because who knows if there will be monks in the field to help.

After the light faded, the two monks reappeared, but at this moment, they both held swords in their hands.

The name of the sky is a sword, and the name of the earth is a sword.

However, the sword in the hands of the cultivator of the name of the earth was already a broken sword, which seemed to make people feel anxious for him.

It must have been cut off by the sword of the cultivator Tianzi.

They are facing each other now, you stare at me, I stare at you, murderous.

But now the face of the thin monk in Tian Zihao was smiling, a triumphant, contemptuous smile, full of mockery of his opponent.

The tall cultivator with the name of the earth was full of horror at this time, as if the arrogance he had just gained power was gone.

"It's really Feng Shui turns around." Zhou Hao muttered.

Xiaodi squinted his eyes, corrected him, and said, "That Feng Shui hasn't turned around, okay!"