The two of them met again.

Time continues to pass.

After a stick of incense, Xiao Jiangxue couldn't help but sit on the ground.

The others sat down, which was so harsh.

They were not afraid that Meng Tianlang would beat Zhou Xuanji, anyway, Xiao Jinghong was there.

Xiao Jinghong was also a little confused. What is Master waiting for?

He noticed that the surrounding spiritual energy poured into Zhou Xuanji's body, but it was not as fast as Zhou Xuanji's energy absorption speed, so he didn't take it seriously.

Half an hour later.

Meng Tianlang had a gloomy face, his forehead was bulging, and he gritted his teeth.

How long does this child have to wait?

I have the cultivation level of the Nascent Soul Realm, and I'm more energy-consuming than physical strength while standing!

Zhou Xuanji had no expression on his face and kept staring at him.

This kind of gaze made Meng Tianlang not speak, so as not to seem unsustainable.

One hour.

Two hours.

As dusk approaches, the bright moon splashes.

"Good boy! It's cruel enough!"

Meng Tianlang stared at Zhou Xuanji and thought to himself that Zhou Xuanji was also looking at him.

Xiao Jinghong had already sat down, not far from Zhou Xuanji, protecting him.

Others gathered around the fire and started having supper.

Fang Junsheng sighed: "Neither of the two seniors are mortals!"

Beixiao King Jian and Huang Lianxin nodded, with emotion on their faces.

This is the first time they have seen this competition.

Xiao Jiangxue turned around and shouted, "Do you want to have a meal first and then continue?"

Have a meal?

How is that possible!

I'm preparing momentum!

Zhou Xuanji shouted: "We must concentrate on the competition and the strong fight, and the winner is just a moment. I am looking for his flaws, and he is the same. If I eat now, wouldn't I not respect him and not deserve to be a strong person?"
Chapter completed!