Nie Huan took the lead, and this time he cut first.

"Please!"

Ge Hongyi didn't care and freed up his position.

The raw stone was moved to the designated location, and two members of the law enforcement team opened their bows left and right, and the gear knife cut back and forth, and the raw stone made a creaking sound.

After waiting for about dozens of breaths, the raw stones selected by Nie Huan had been cut to nearly one-third of the position.

There was still no sign of a spirit, which cast a shadow on Nie Zheng, Mengyi and others' hearts.

If they lose this game, they can commit suicide on the spot.

Only in this way can the dignity of the Tiangong tribe be maintained.

Only by committing suicide can we destroy the weapons of the Tiangong clan and avoid falling into the hands of others.

"There is no chance to come out of the spirit, and it has already cut half of the position."

Many people shook their heads and sighed.

"Click!"

The raw stone is divided into two, with empty in the middle and nothing.

Nie Huan's body shook and almost sat on the ground.

Cold sweat dripped along Nie Huan's forehead, and his mood fell to the bottom.

Ge Hongyi cut out things, even if it was only the fairy crystal as big as a nail, Nie Huan lost this game.

Unless Ge Hongyi cut out the waste stone, this game is considered a draw.

Everyone's eyes fell on Ge Hongyi's rough stone, which had already been placed in the designated area.

The harsh cutting sound echoed in the huge space, and the monks around him whispered to each other.

Nie Zheng and his friends all raised their hearts to their throats, and Zhi Na made a prayer with both hands: "There is nothing, there is nothing inside."

Nie Huan's eyes were scarlet and he stared at the rough stone that Ge Hongyi chose.

These two law enforcement team members have extremely experienced cutting techniques and have been responsible for the rough stone for many years.

In less than five breaths, a small half of the position has been cut.

"Here's a spirit!"

A faint spirituality overflowed from the depths of the raw stone.

Compared with the previous situation of the spirit, this time the spirit was minimal and it was revealed until halfway through the cutting.

Ge Hongyi's first raw stone was cut into one-third of the position and it was revealed.

"thump!"

Nie Huan sat on a rough stone beside him, his face pale.

He knew that he had become a sinner of the Tiangong tribe.

In front of everyone, Ge Hongyi's raw stone was completely opened, and a thumb-sized immortal crystal lies inside.

Not very big, but it's also priceless.

Looking at the fairy crystal as big as a thumb, Ge Hongyi smiled in his heart, and his face was filled with smiles.

Not only did he win the Sun and Moon treasure Jingzhi, but he also won the weapons of the Tiangong tribe, but he also harvested two immortal crystals, which was a great harvest.

Zhina was sobbing softly, her shirt tightly clenched her fists, and the support released a strong murderous aura. Nie Zheng's face was pale.

Only Nie Huan sat there quietly, and at some point, there was a dagger in his palm.

Everyone's eyes were all on the fairy crystal, and no one cared about Nie Huan.

The dagger suddenly slashed at his neck. By the time Nie Zheng and the others realized it, it was too late.

No one expected that Nie Huan was so strong.

He would rather die than let the weapons of the Tiangong tribe go out.

Just as the dagger was about to sweep his neck, a big hand suddenly grabbed Nie Huan's wrist.

The dagger is frozen in place.

"Death cannot solve the problem."

Liu Wuxie guessed that Nie Huan would take this step, so he walked out in advance and stood behind him.

He took action immediately and stopped Nie Huan to prevent him from going to extremes.

"I'm sorry for the ancestors."

Nie Huan wanted to break free from Liu Wuxie's shackles, but found that Liu Wuxie's arm was extremely powerful.

"As long as you don't die, you have a chance."
Chapter completed!