I am a cannon fodder, so what's wrong with grabbing an opportunity?

Three hours passed and the distance between the two sides widened.

Mrs. Cheng was feeling proud, but after hearing a few screams for help, her face turned pale. This was the first time she experienced the danger of the black fog.

She looked at the water curtain and saw many people being swallowed up by the black fog. The people around them who wanted to save them were also swallowed up.

Only a few people near Liang Yun were rescued by him.

"If you can't hold on, change someone else. Don't force it." Liang Yun's voice spread throughout the black fog on the right.

As soon as these words were spoken, many people retreated. They were already exhausted, but since no one asked them to do so, they did not dare to retreat for fear of being accused of being a coward.

Finally I have waited for this sentence.

On the other hand, when Xie Zhiqiu formulated the strategy from the very beginning, he set a rule that the formation plates would be rotated every twenty times they were used up, and they would be replaced about once an hour.

On the surface, it looked like everyone was going to replenish the formation plates, but in reality they were already taking turns to rest.

Many people on the shore saw the commotion on the right and heard the words, "If you can't hold on, replace someone else. Don't force yourself."

Fortunately, they had rested early in the morning and were ready to go back on stage, so they didn't have to go through the same thing as over there.

At the end of the first day, Liang Yun's side eliminated the black fog in a slightly larger area than Xie Zhiqiu's side, but fortunately the gap was not big.

Fortunately, everyone on Xie Zhiqiu's side was safe and sound.

On the other hand, on Liang Yun's side, except for the dozen or so people who were swallowed by the black fog in the first wave, there were still a few people who were swallowed by the black fog later.

In the evening, in the main tent, everyone was quite satisfied with today's results.

Although Liang Yun had left them far behind in the early stages, they surpassed him later on.

Everyone firmly believes that if they maintain this momentum, they will be able to overtake soon.

Many of them praised Xie Zhiqiu for his young age and steady work, and mocked Liang Yun for being too self-righteous and deserved to suffer.

Xie Zhiqiu nodded and smiled silently throughout the whole process.

After the crowd dispersed, Xie Zhiqiu walked towards the tent feeling a little depressed.

Suddenly, Xie Zhiqiu stopped and asked, "Brother, is this competition really good? More than 20 people died on the first day."

"Qiuqiu, it's normal for people to sacrifice. That's the path they chose themselves, and they have to pay for their choice." Huodou replied.

But Xie Zhiqiu still felt a little reluctant and said, "If we tell them that entering the formation with blood can lead to death in serious cases, right..."

"No one will believe you." Huodou said bluntly.

Xie Zhiqiu: Indeed, she has no cultivation and no qualifications. She is an unknown person, facing off against the famous disciple of Xuantian Sect. Who would believe her?

When Huodou saw that Xie Zhiqiu started to think, he spoke directly to the point.

"I can tell you that if you tell me, Lingxiao Sect and Xuantian Sect won't even be able to maintain their superficial relationship. What will you do if you are alone against Xuantian Sect's thousands of troops?"

Xie Zhiqiu understood it immediately, and said to Huodou, "Using blood to enter the formation, only Lingxiao Sect and Xuantian Sect know it."

"Yes," Huodou did not deny, "Xuantian Sect has taken over Lingxiao Sect's position. You will know when you have a chance."

"The Lingxiao Sect has great ambitions." Huodou paused, then continued, "It should be said that Feng Liang has great ambitions."

At this point, Huodou solemnly pressed Xie Zhiqiu's shoulder and said, "Promise me that no matter what, you will prioritize preserving your own life, and do your best for the rest, and leave the rest to fate."

It was the first time that Xie Zhiqiu heard about the dispute between the two sects from Huo Dou's mouth.

Although it was not stated explicitly, it was only a matter of time before the two sects openly confronted each other, and it turned out that everyone knew it.

This made her think again of the demise of Lingxiao Sect in her previous life.

Now that she is in Lingxiao Sect, she naturally does not want to repeat the same mistakes.

The wavering heart gradually became firm, and the confused fog in the heart gradually dissipated.

On the second day, everyone on Xie Zhiqiu's side was in good condition and their progress was faster than Liang Yun's.

The aftereffects of Liang Yun's condition were very obvious, and everyone's energy on the second day was far less than that on the first day.

Mrs. Cheng and Patriarch Lin both looked unhappy.

Sun Miaoren just kept talking about something else. "Mrs. Cheng, why are you so quiet today?"

Mrs. Cheng could only snort coldly and not respond.

He began to doubt Liang Yun's ability, so he went with the Lin family that night to demand an explanation.

Xie Zhiqiu took steady steps, hardly ever resting, and relied on medicinal pills to restore his spiritual power.

Xingye was unwilling to take a step back when he saw his master like this.

Xie Zhiqiu saw that Xingye was tired and said, "Xingye, you should take a rest."

"No, master, I'm not tired." Xingye refused on the surface, but he still wanted to hold on a little longer.

But the flames it spewed out were becoming increasingly unstable.

Xie Zhiqiu knew what it was thinking, and told Xingye, "I'm going to set up a large formation, which will consume a lot of your spiritual fire in a while, so you better prepare yourself."

"If all goes well, we can clear this area of ​​black fog." Xie Zhiqiu drew a range for Xingye.

Xingye was a little surprised. The range was almost twenty times larger than the black fog they had eliminated in one go before.

"Okay, Master, don't worry, I will definitely do my best."

Xingye returned to the beast bag, grunted down a handful of fire spirit fruit, and adjusted his recovery state.

After Xingye left, Xie Zhiqiu paused his efforts to eliminate the black fog.

It attracted a lot of attention, especially Mrs. Cheng and the head of the Lin family.

This workaholic finally stopped, but what was she doing? Why was she running around on the sea for no reason?

Huodou and Bujia were watching Xie Zhiqiu's actions in the stands and realized that Qiuqiu was about to begin.

Xingye spent a full hour regulating his breathing. When he came out, Xie Zhiqiu also sat down on the shore to regulate his breathing.

It didn't want to disturb Xie Zhiqiu, but as soon as it approached, Xie Zhiqiu opened his eyes.

"Let's go."

Xingye followed Xie Zhiqiu to the designated location. One of them activated the formation, and the beast continuously sprayed several spiritual fires into the formation.

With a "swish", the spiritual fire spread to the entire range of the formation.

As Xingye continued to spit out flames, the black fog several feet high was covered.

Everyone was amazed at how powerful Xie Zhiqiu's Starfire Beast was.

Only Xingye and Huodou knew that it was all thanks to Xie Zhiqiu's formation.

Her compound killing formation includes several killing formations and a fire-assisting formation.

The flames continued to burn, attracting everyone's attention, Liang Yun was no exception.

At first glance, black and red are mixed together, and the black is slowly covered by the red and gradually disappears.

That large patch of black fog was eliminated just like that, and the gap between the two sides suddenly widened a lot.

Liang Yun's heart sank to the bottom. He intuitively felt that if he didn't take out his secret weapon, he would really be crushed by Xie Zhiqiu.

"Everyone, retreat." Liang Yun gave the order.

Huang Jiao led all the Xuantian Sect disciples to retreat immediately. When the disciples from the aristocratic families saw this, they immediately followed suit.

Liang Yun hovered in the air, watching as the personnel almost finished evacuating.

He took out the secret weapon given to him by his master.

Liang Yun was holding a scroll in his hand. He opened it and all of a sudden, all the black fog was sucked into it.

When Bu Jia saw what Liang Yun was holding, he was surprised and a little confused: "Is this the Qian Kun Scroll?"

"The Qiankun Scroll, isn't that a magical weapon?" Sun Miaoren asked hurriedly.

If it really is the Qiankun Scroll, then how can they have any chance of winning this competition?