Chapter 162 Metamagnetic Field Domain

Author: walking in the dark

Chapter 162 Yuan Magnetic Field

The rules of the ranking match are very simple. Everyone can challenge opponents who are within ten positions of themselves.

If there is no ranking, you can only challenge opponents ranked forty or lower.

If you win, you can naturally replace it, and the subsequent ranking will be postponed.

If no one challenges, the ranking will remain unchanged or postponed due to changes.

In other words, if He Qing wants to enter the top ten, he must first challenge the forty, then the thirty, then the twenty, and finally the tenth.

This means he has to go through four challenges.

And the further you go, the harder it becomes, and you will expose many of your abilities.

If the challenger in the ranking match fails, he needs to pay two spiritual items equal to his own cultivation level, while the challenged person only needs one spiritual item if he fails.

This is to avoid someone deliberately challenging one person and engaging in a war of attrition.

He Qing looked at the fortieth person, who was a tall female cultivator, not soft but with a strong aura, named Zhao Ziyun.

This woman was wearing a purple skirt with white jade and pearls, but she was holding a black knife with a faint light in her hand, which looked a bit nondescript.

The positions of the top ten true disciples seldom change. They know each other well and understand each other very well.

Unless we are absolutely sure, we will not take action.

Shen Li wore a pink and white deep skirt with a curved train, and her hair was pulled into a snake bun.

She looked at Murong Lei, chuckled and asked, "How ready is Junior Brother Murong to reach this time?"

When Murong Lei heard this, he straightened up immediately and said confidently: "Then let's start with Yao Yuerou."

"That's okay, be more cautious. Where is Yang Jing?"

Yang Jing responded with a smile: "I don't plan to challenge, the progress is not big, and the difference in the number of advanced ones is too small, there is no need to waste effort.

But this time the two members of Zixiao’s lineage seem to be taking action.”

He paid attention to He Qing and Zijing.

"One has just broken through to the late stage of foundation building, and the other is still in the middle stage of foundation building. There is nothing to pay attention to." Murong Lei snorted.

Shen Li pursed her red lips and looked to the other side.

"That's not necessarily true," she said.

"Wang Yitian asked Senior Sister Gongsun for advice."

At this moment, a voice resounded through the sky.

Wang Yitian was seen flying in the air, his long sleeves rustling, and he looked at a petite woman wearing a black skirt.

Gongsun Hongxiu, ranked fifth.

What is rare is not the thunder spirit root, but the wind spirit root.

Everyone looked over.

Unexpectedly, it started with a battle between the top ten true disciples.

The two people rose into the air, and as soon as they took action, wind and thunder rolled, and the power shook, spreading around like a tide.

Wang Yitian naturally practices the Zixiao Divine Thunder Secret Technique, and the magic he is good at is a thunder gathering technique, as well as magical seeds and spiritual thunder driving.

Gongsun Hongxiu was driven by a strange storm that spread across the sky and swept across the world. The wind roared all around, and trees in the mountains were uprooted and flew into the sky.

When it comes to the level of Gongsun Hongxiu and Wang Yitian, their fighting skills are extremely close to those of Golden Elixir monks.

The wind and thunder swept over each other and overturned each other, and the lightning in the thundercloud continued to strike, but was shattered by the storm.

There was not much difference in strength between the two, and the others could only see thunder and wind rolling in the sky.

He Qing looked into the sky, thinking to himself.

The wind and thunder are actually a series of spell structures, and the constant interweaving between the wind and thunder is an attempt to destroy the opponent's structure and achieve success in one fell swoop.

Suddenly, Wang Yitian took out a golden knife.

The knife suddenly burst out with bright brilliance and pierced through the strong wind with a swish sound.

Gongsun Hongxiu's expression remained unchanged, and the same red ribbon flew out of his big sleeve.

But at this moment, Wang Yitian suddenly burst out with a more powerful aura. His whole body was like the eye of a storm, and the spiritual energy around him was constantly circling, like the undulating sea.

"The way to fight for one's life is really to fight for one's life."

Above the clouds, a Jindan Master looked towards a middle-aged man with a broad chest and a broad body.

This man's name is Wang Shang, and he is Wang Yitian's grandfather.

Master Qingxu lowered his eyebrows and did not speak for a long time.

"Junior brother Wang, your grandson is quite capable. I heard that he is more than capable of fighting a third-level ghost this time. I'm afraid he will really make some progress this time."

Wang Shang chuckled when he heard the words, feeling happy.

Maybe the Wang family really wants a double golden elixir, which is extremely rare in Yuanlei Mountain.

The family system is very closed and does not absorb talents from outside, so compared to a system like sect, it sweeps away all the talents from around it.

The latter sect system is more likely to have golden elixir monks, after all, there are many talents.

The former is very rare.

Wang Yitian's talent is obvious to all, and he is not very old, still relatively young compared to the others.

Wang Yitian knew how to fight for his life. In an instant, the spiritual thunder became thicker and white light spread all around. In an instant, it broke through the storm swirling between heaven and earth, and then went straight to Gongsun Hongxiu.

This attack was so powerful that it even vaguely exceeded the second level.

At this moment, a small brass bell fell from the clouds. The small bell swelled in the wind, and with a final bang, the whole world returned to calm.

"Wang Yi Tiansheng."

Gongsun Hongxiu glanced at Wang Yitian, feeling a little dissatisfied, but he just sighed and left angrily.

Wang Yitian's face was pale, his breath was weak, and he quickly swallowed a spiritual pill.

He also gave up his life for this war.

If you use this method accidentally, your lifespan will be shortened.

Fortunately, the Jindan Master in the sky stopped him. Otherwise, if the two of them continued to fight for a while and Gongsun Hongxiu persisted for a while, Wang Yitian would have suffered heavy losses today.

Shen Li blinked at this scene.

Suddenly, she heard a familiar voice again.

"Please give me some advice from Senior Sister Zhao Ziyun."

Shen Li turned around and found He Qing speaking softly to Zhao Ziyun.

"Challenge her?!" Yang Jing was very surprised.

His ranking is thirty-seven. He often fights against Zhao Ziyun and knows that the opponent is extremely difficult to deal with.

Zhao Ziyun has been in the late stage of foundation building for a long time. She is not an ordinary person, and she also comes from a noble family.

Murong Lei frowned, secretly feeling disgusted.

"This person is in the middle stage of foundation building. Is he trying to attract attention by challenging Senior Sister Zhao as soon as he comes? In the end, he will become a clown trying to please everyone."

Wang Yitian flew down from the sky, with Yao Yuerou standing beside him.

Yao Yuerou also heard the sound and turned her head to look over.

"Challenge Senior Sister Zhao Ziyun directly. Isn't he too arrogant? But it's okay."

Yao Yuerou felt a little weird every time she saw He Qing's cultivation.

But then he thought about the news he had heard. Judging from the combat power in the news, it shouldn't be a big problem to challenge Zhao Ziyun.

This kind of genius always makes people feel weird and challenges their daily cognition.

Wang Yitian closed his eyes, these small things were not worthy of his attention.

Zhao Ziyun looked at He Qing and said nothing, but her face was a little cold.

Apparently he was dissatisfied with being targeted by a middle-stage foundation-building monk he had never seen before.

Whoosh!

She drew out the black gold sword and made up her mind to teach the other party a lesson.

The competition at Yuan Lei Mountain is extremely bloody, and as long as lives are not damaged, the rest is fine.

In the distance, Shen Li, Yang Jing, and Zijing in silver skirts and armor are all looking this way.

He Qing drew out the Purple Lightning Sword.
To be continued...