Chapter 23 Ling Tian breaks through and vows to enter the inner door
However, just when everyone was about to discuss, the Wuhun Tower buzzed again, and the light actually broke through the fifth floor and climbed to the sixth floor!
The sixth floor lights up!
A faint red light!
Sixth grade martial spirit!
hiss!
Now, in the quiet square, the sounds of breathing and exclamations came one after another.
Not only that, the red light stopped on the sixth floor, and the glow fell, gradually condensing behind Du Fei, and formed a golden tiger. The tiger's eyes were golden, and it roared and neighed. The terrifying aura it released faintly made everyone...
Colorful for it!
Now, the whole place was as silent as death again!
Everyone in Qianlian Peak was stunned and opened their eyes wide.
Liu Qianlian stood there with a livid face, his eyes were full of coldness, and the disciples behind him looked at each other. They didn't expect Du Fei's martial soul qualifications to be so terrifying!
Six layers of red light, sixth-grade martial soul Golden Eyed Tiger!
How many years had passed, before Xin Ziang entered the Ziyun Sect, or a hundred years ago, there was the only disciple with a sixth-grade martial spirit in the sect, and that disciple made rapid progress, advanced rapidly, and finally became the master of a sect.
.
That is the sect leader Bai Feiyun!
And just two years after Xin Ziang, another disciple from the outer sect awakened a sixth-grade martial spirit. Such a momentum was so great!
I saw Du Fei stand up and look at the audience, his scornful attitude was revealed, and he was domineering. Then he restrained himself slightly and looked at Zhong Changkong, neither humble nor arrogant.
"Disciple Du Fei, please join Jin Yunfeng's sect!"
A simple word is like thunder on the ground.
Du Fei used this method to declare that he was still the supreme and unattainable number one person in the outer sect!
"Hahahahaha, dear Du Fei, come behind me quickly. From now on, the Jinyun Peak lineage, with Zi'ang and you, will surely shock the Southern Territory!"
Zhong Changkong looked up to the sky and smiled, full of energy and arrogance to the extreme.
However, Du Fei turned around and walked towards the first arena, looking at Ling Tian's shadow, his voice was extremely cold, "I said, you are just a waste, you can't enter the inner gate, and you can't survive for a few days at the outer gate.
Waste will always be waste!"
Du Fei's words focused all eyes on the first arena again. Just now, Ling Tian was the first outer disciple, and he defeated Du Fei with great glory.
However, now it has taken a turn for the worse, and it is very ironic to look at this first disciple again.
Under the stage, Lin Shan and Ling Qiu'er all had gloomy faces, and their eyes were full of reluctance, as well as a touch of fear and sadness.
Liu Qianlian in the distance also let out a long sigh secretly, slowly closed his eyes, and clenched his fists tightly.
He understands what this sixth-grade martial spirit represents. The sixth-grade martial spirit is already the top among the middle and third-grade martial spirits. In this Yunzhou, it is unique among ten thousand. Compared with the fifth-grade martial spirit, the gap is not ordinary.
, this represents extremely high martial arts talent. Not surprisingly, it is inevitable to achieve condensed cultivation.
Original version
His talent at Thousand Refining Peak has withered, and he has achieved nothing in the outer sect competition. In the future, he will be suppressed under Jinyun Peak, and he can only look up, without any way to breathe.
This time, Qian Lianfeng made a fool of himself again, and he was completely embarrassed.
Seeing that Ling Tian was still sitting cross-legged while breathing and breathing, with no response at all, Du Fei felt that this was because the other party was too cowardly to deal with it, so he felt even more disdainful. He snorted coldly and turned towards Zhong Changkong.
All the outer disciples followed Du Fei's figure with incomparable reverence. They were deeply shocked and impressed. The surprise that Ling Tian brought them before disappeared.
"Okay, okay, okay! Our outer sect has a large number of talented people. This is indeed the peak of our Ziyun Sect's luck. It is our sect's great fortune. I declare that the outer sect competition is over!"
Hu Bufan looked at Ling Tian. Although he secretly thought it was a pity, he could only do this. After saying that, he raised his arm to take back the Wuhun Tower.
"Wait a minute!"
At this moment, the sect leader Bai Feiyun, who had been sitting cross-legged on the high platform, suddenly spoke, and his voice shook all directions.
Everyone in the martial arts arena was stunned. They didn't expect that the sect leader actually spoke at this time.
Obviously the outer sect competition has ended, why is Bai Feiyun talking at this time?
"metropolitan"
Hu Bufan cupped his hands at Bai Feiyu who was on the high platform, frowning slightly, but he was also puzzled.
"There is one person who has not been tested"
The voice is like water, but majestic.
"There is one more person?" Hu Bufan rolled his eyes, as if he thought of something, turned around and pointed at the first stage and blurted out: "But that Lingtian cultivation level"
But just when he turned around to look at the figure sitting cross-legged on the first stage, he suddenly stopped mid-sentence.
Because there seemed to be something wrong with the direction of the finger and that figure.
"How can it be"
Hu Bufan let out a low cry, his eyes filled with disbelief.
The martial arts arena, including the elders and disciples of the Seven Peaks of the Inner Sect, also focused their attention on the first arena because of the sudden movements of the sect leader and Hu Bufan.
Liu Qianlian, who looked gloomy, took a closer look, raised his brows, and exclaimed.
"This kid is making a breakthrough!"
The words caused a stir, and everyone took a breath.
The breakthrough in this big competition is really incredible.
Moreover, Ling Tian's original cultivation level was at the peak of the eighth level of the pure body. If he breaks through at this time, will he have to advance to the ninth level of the pure body?
This is simply unbelievable.
From being a sword slave to twenty-eight consecutive victories, from a waste to the peak of the eighth level of the pure body, it only took half a month for this sword slave Lingtian.
The qí is not over yet?!
Zhong Changkong, the leader of Jinyun Peak, and Du Fei looked at each other, with a trace of anxiety flashing in their eyes.
Originally, the competition could have ended perfectly, but because of Ling Tian, the plan was disrupted one after another, which is really annoying.
"Well"
At this time, Ling Tian, who was in the first arena, let out a muffled groan, his momentum gradually rising, his whole body trembling, his face distorted, becoming more and more ferocious.
Not only that, thin and scattered cyclones also revolved around him, rolling up his clothes and making a roar.
"Bang!"
Just when everyone was holding their breath and concentrating, they heard a muffled sound like a film breaking, and the cyclone surrounding Ling Tian suddenly collapsed, and then condensed into a solid large cyclone, spiraling up.
Ling Tian's momentum climbed to a peak in an instant!
"The ninth level of pure body, he has succeeded in breaking through! This" Liu Qianlian clenched his hands into fists, excited.
Hu Bufan swept his beard and nodded repeatedly. On the contrary, Zhong Changkong stood with his hands behind his hands and snorted coldly.
Ling Tian endured the wave of Qi in his Dantian that had not calmed down for a long time, and the feeling of exhaustion sweeping through his body. He opened his scarlet eyes and slowly stood up with the Blue Thunder Sword.
Seeing that everyone had not dispersed, and that the Wuhun Tower was still suspended in the air, Ling Tian felt relieved, and he opened his mouth and said in a hoarse voice: "Elder, disciple Ling Tian, apply to awaken the Wuhun!"
