[Type: Multiplayer (non-death type)]

[Main task: Eliminate all opponents]

[Remarks: Non-spiritual objects cannot be brought in. ?

[Introduction to Spiritual Realm No. 7119: This spiritual realm is divided into three levels, each level will eliminate a certain number of contestants until the champion is determined. ?

30 seconds of preparation time Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the clothes and pants hanging on the ergonomic chair, hesitated for a moment, thinking that 30 seconds was not enough for him to change his outfit, so he endured it.

Wear pajamas, just wear pajamas, geniuses always have to be unique, he muttered in his heart, and immediately, the foreground blurred and twisted like water waves.

The picture changed from blurred to clear. Zhang Yuanqing looked around. This is a small conference room, about 20 square meters. There is a long brown table in the center of the conference room.

There are eight high-backed chairs around the table.

At this moment, there were eleven people, eight contestants, and three Yin corpses at the table.

Sun Miaomiao looked left and right, and said:

"Hey, why is it a conference room? Is the first level in the conference room? If you look at it this way, it's not a martial fight, but a literary fight?"

The others looked at each other, calm on the surface, and secretly on guard.

After a short period of silence, nothing happened, and there was no sound from the spirit world, and the conference room was silent.

The atmosphere was so stiff. Sun Miaomiao looked around again and said curiously:

"The official post on the forum said that our game will be projected to the auditorium in the form of video. There are no cameras here. I don't know what method the dungeon uses."

ah? What image? Why didn't I know? Zhang Yuanqing, who didn't have time to read the forum, kept silent.

Qingsongzi looked at the sweet and lovely Sun Miaomiao, smiled and said:

"In lawful occupations, water ghosts can create images, and in evil occupations, illusionists."

"Oh!" Sun Miaomiao nodded.

She actually knew about it, but she saw that there was some silence, so she opened up a topic.

At this moment, a group of official practitioners are in the arena on the opening day.

On the arena below, there is a round mirror the size of a washbasin. The edge of the mirror is wrapped with transparent crystals. The round mirror projects a light blue beam of light into the air.

"Is the first match a meeting room? I hate Wendou the most. It's so exciting to throw the top eight players into the ring and fight directly."

"You vulgar fire master, that kind of battle is meaningless and boring. I'm really looking forward to the plot in the conference room."

"Let's get started, I can't wait to see the top eight contestants battle wits and courage."

"Look, why is Yuanshi Tianzun wearing pajamas? Maybe he overslept."

There was a lot of noise in the auditorium, and discussions continued one after another.

A certain seat, a woman in a tulle dress, looked at Yuanshi Tianzun in the image, and smiled gracefully:

"Good boy, he is Yuanshi Tianzun. He is a very handsome young man. If my mother was twenty years younger, she would have a brother."

The voice is soft and gentle, which can win the favor of men. JrNovels.com