The battle between the Heavenly Dome Sect and the Listening Wind Valley was highly anticipated, and even some of the monks began to bet privately on the outcome of the fight.
The Heavenly Dome Sect is naturally the strongest sect in the Heavenly Dome Mountain Range, not to mention the ancestor Heavenly Dome Master who has turned into a god realm, there are three Yuan Infant Monks in the Heavenly Dome Seven Swords alone, and there is also a Xiao Split Heaven who has entered the peak of the Formation Dan, maybe in thirty or fifty years, another Yuan Infant Monk will be born, and with the strength of three and a half Yuan Infant Monks, it is enough to be a leader in the Heavenly Dome Mountain.
Even if the Heavenly Dome Ancestor and the three of the Seven Swords of the Heavenly Dome are not in charge of the sect now, the strength of the Heavenly Dome Sect is also among the best among the seven sects.
The number of Jiedan monks in the Heavenly Dome Sect was unrivaled, and there were as many as twenty or thirty, which was unimaginable among other sects in the Heavenly Dome Mountain.
The only one who can compete with the Heavenly Dome Sect is Tingfeng Valley, and the ancestor Hua Jianyuan of Tingfeng Valley has already entered the peak of Yuanying, that is, the first-grade earth immortal level.
There are also three apprentices under him, all of whom are Yuanying cultivators, and there are also seventeen or eighteen monks in the sect.
Every year, the Heavenly Dome Conference, the Kui capital will be produced among the two sects, and each battle is extremely exciting and intense, which makes the monks present very addicted, and it is also a great improvement for their cultivation and knowledge.
The order in which the disciples of the two sects play is not announced in advance, so who fights with whom can only be known from the moment they play.
Gu Siqin worked the order of going into battle, and Feng Angelica was the first to appear, intending to win the first battle and win morale.
Xu Mingyang is second, Xu Da is third, Jiang Xueqin is fourth, Han Buju is fifth, Yan Rushi is sixth, and He Wangchuan is last.
Gu Siqin arranged He Wangchuan and Yan Rushi in the end in the hope that he could win four battles in one fell swoop in the previous fight, and he didn't need the two of them to play.
Jiang Xueqin was the fourth in the arrangement because the consumption of spirit yuan in the last round was too huge.
Xu Mingyang did not play in the last round, and his strength was preserved, so he arranged for the second to play.
After a burst of drumming, Feng Angelica came on, and his opponent was a Qing scribe in his mid-twenties, holding a gold-sprinkled folding fan.
The scribe politely bowed to Feng Angelica and said slowly: "In the Wind Valley, Zhuo Qingsong has met fellow Daoists. ” Feng Angelica politely returned the courtesy, and the two of them did it on the spot.
Feng Angelica first sacrificed thirty-six Vajra Piercing Bone Nails, and thirty-six golden rays of light attacked Zhuo Qingsong.
Zhuo Qingsong poured Lingyuan into the folding fan in his hand, and suddenly the golden light flashed, and the folding fan became the size of a grinding plate, and he fanned towards Feng Angelica hard, and a strong wind mixed with dozens of golden knives shot towards Feng Angelica.
The bone nail and the golden knife collided together, "clanging", Feng Angelica fell to the ground with both hands, and used the "dungeon" technique, and suddenly two black iron chains with the thickness of two wrists appeared under Zhuo Qingsong's feet.
Zhuo Qingsong didn't dare to slack off, and floated to the side without a point.
Feng Angelica's spirit yuan flowed, and the iron chain was like a shadow around Zhuo Qingsong, and he couldn't avoid it even if he flashed and moved.
Zhuo Qingsong's heart was in a hurry, there were words in his mouth, and the magic tricks in his hands continued, and suddenly a huge cyan tree grew on the ground, and Zhuo Qingsong's feet fluttered lightly on the top of the tree.
He made a lotus spell with both hands, and said in his mouth: "Break", and in an instant, countless vines emerged from the body of the tree, some of which were entangled with the black iron chains, and some of which were entangled with Feng Angelica.
Feng Angelica pondered in his heart: "I was originally a pure earth attribute spell, but I encountered an opponent who could cast a wood attribute spell, and I am afraid that I will not be able to get any benefit if I continue to fight like this."
If you can't get to the next level, then what's the use of retaining your strength, why not use a trick to defeat him. ” As a result of his thoughts, a black dagger burst out of the storage ring, this dagger was about three feet long, and it was densely covered with various magic circles and runes, and it looked like a heavy treasure.
The dagger emitted a refreshing cold air, and even the air around it was condensed into ice crystals.
Feng Angelica bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, the dagger was full of black light, Feng Angelica's face became more and more pale, as if he had aged more than ten years.
He raised his hands in the air and swung forward with a sharp volley, a faint flash of lightning flashed, and the dagger seemed to disappear in the air.
Zhuo Qingsong was shocked, he was ten zhang away from Feng Angelica, and he could still feel the scorching murderous aura coming from the dagger, he first felt that this was a magic weapon, but how could a monk who could not succeed in the formation of a magic weapon be able to manipulate the magic weapon.
The position where the black dagger appeared again was two feet behind him, and the huge cyan trees were diagonally broken from it, and one of Zhuo Qingsong's arms was cut off.
He took pain and connected several acupuncture points on his arm, stopped the gushing of essence and blood, picked up the broken arm, and jumped out of the ring.
Xu Mingyang appeared for the second time, and his opponent was a red-faced man, and the two fought together after exchanging names and surnames.
Xu Mingyang is the master of Gu Jian, and his kung fu is naturally not weak, especially the three-foot Qingfeng sword is like a dragon going to the sea.
The third competition was played by Xu Da, a disciple of Xiao Splittian, against Cui Liang, a monk from Listening to the Wind Valley.
Cui Liang was a monk in the late stage of foundation building, and his spells were subtle and cautious, so he fought with Xu Da for three hours without winning or losing, and finally Xu Da was anxious and confused, and he was defeated.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Xueqin and Han Buju were defeated, which made Gu Siqin's face frosty.
Yan Rushi's hand tightened the handle of the knife, although the master did not ask her to win, but this proud woman had done enough of the role of the bottom and back, since she joined the Heavenly Dome Sect, since she left the mortal world, she vowed to make herself a proud princess again.
This fight can only be won for her, not lost.
And her opponent, Ling Fan, is a monk with mediocre qualifications, no talent, no illustrious family background, only a lonely lamp all night, only to move forward, and the Heavenly Dome Dao Conference is his opportunity to prove himself to his uncles, for him, as long as there is still a breath, he can't give up.
The two of them simply communicated their names and surnames, and their words were like poems.
This knife is cast by Ye Chuanyun, and it uses four taels of platinum crystals and a thousand-year-old heavenly fire stone, and the blade is engraved with eight lotus arrays, which can increase the attack power of the fire attribute and increase the running speed of the knife.
These eight fire lotus were originally excerpted from a handwritten copy by the old man Tianxu, and the specific purpose was not explained, and the increase in the power and speed of fire attribute attacks were all experienced by later generations after actual application.
Ye Chuanyun didn't know anything about the principle of formation, but his imitation skills were first-class, and the eight fire lotuses were engraved on the sword of the poem.
The name of the knife is logically called the Fire Lotus Slash.
A long sword in Ling Fan's hand was a high-grade magic weapon, but it didn't have any name, this sword was a relic of his master's deathbed.
Since he joined the Listening Wind Valley, the master fell in an accident, and this sword naturally fell into his hands, because of the absence of the master, Ling Fan's life in the valley was not easy.
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Although Uncle Shi will not deliberately make things difficult, there are many malicious troublemakers among the disciples of the same generation.
Gradually, he learned to forbear, and devoted all his energy to penance, and later his cultivation was much higher than that of his fellow monks, so it was his turn to play in this seminar.
Two people who can only win and can't lose compete in the arena like a lightning meteor.
The two of them sometimes separated, using divine thoughts to control the magic weapon to fight, and sometimes slashing each other at close range, for a time the sparks splashed, and the sound of gold and iron resonating was endless.
Chen Yunsheng was extremely nervous in his heart, since he went to Taibai Peak, although he didn't have much contact with him on weekdays, she would return a sincere smile every time she met, which was a kind of smile that only had when she saw her relatives.
Chen Yunsheng has regarded this woman as one of his family members, more like a sister, although there are not many greetings on weekdays, but the warmth in his heart cannot be dissipated.
He felt sincerely happy to see the words like poetry and the knife like electricity, and the knife like a rainbow.
The length of this fight far exceeded the fighting method of ordinary monks, the two of them fought for six hours, from the sunshine to the bright moon hanging, neither of them showed signs of stopping, what if the sweat soaked the placket, what if the spirit yuan was exhausted, as long as the belief in the heart was not extinguished, the blade in the hand would not be put down.
Gu Siqin's eyes gradually became serious, he knew that if the fight continued, the two of them would both die due to the exhaustion of the spirit yuan, which would not be beneficial to both parties.
He whispered a few words to one of his disciples, and then the assembly announced that the match ended in a draw.
The people who listened to the Wind Valley did not have any objections, although Ling Fan was as ordinary as his name in the valley, but it was also a force, and it was too worthless to fall here for the sake of fighting the law.
Yan Rushi was reported to be in the ring by Han Jiangyan, and she fainted the moment she heard the result of the game, Han Jiangyan didn't wait for her to fall and hugged her, in Han Jiangyan's heart, the apprentice had already won.
Ling Fan silently returned to the stands of Tingfeng Valley, and the uncles politely welcomed him back, but there was always a lack of sincerity in his smile.
He knew that even if he won the race, he wouldn't be able to see their sincere smiles.
He Wangchuan was in a hurry, and an inconspicuous role became the key to determining the outcome of the game.
He pursed his lips nervously and glanced at the master and uncle in the stands, and what he received was fervent hope and warm encouragement, and that was enough.
The young man who was not very old but had a tall stature stepped into the ring, and his opponent was already waiting in the ring at this point.
Listening to the wind valley, there was a monk in the early stage of foundation building, according to their original plan, this monk was also used as a backup, but no one expected that this battle would drag on to the last round.
This monk's name is Wang Buqun, he is thirty-seven or eighteen years old, his family is well-off, but he is not very attentive to his cultivation, although his talent is acceptable, but it took twenty years to build the foundation.
Building a foundation is actually his biggest dream, because after building a foundation, he can double his lifespan.
This time is enough for him to take more concubines and enjoy more glory and wealth.
Participating in this Dao Conference was just to draw a strong stroke when his immortal cultivation career was about to end, but the fate of Listening to Wind Valley was really decided in the hands of this monk.
Originally, he was nervous, but after seeing He Wangchuan, he couldn't stop smiling on his face, "There is no one in the Heavenly Dome Sect, the Heavenly Dome Sect has declined, and in the past forty years, I can't even pick out seven foundation building monks, find a Qi cultivation monk to fill the number, this is a good opportunity for me, I want to kill him, kill him, kill him, and fill the trench Ping" Look at the starter, please go to 938 Please share aa2705221: