"Shut up, you bunch of idiots." In the area of the Soul Refining Sect, Che Jianan really couldn't stand to listen to what those people were saying. Those with low cultivation levels didn't understand, so how could he still not understand?
Yuwen Zhouyuan's appearance didn't look like he was locked into the opponent's momentum. It didn't matter if he was low in cultivation, but if his ignorance reached this level, he could almost crash into the iceberg.
At this time, almost everyone in the stands turned their attention to the Yuwen Zhouyuan arena. No one paid attention to the other arenas at all.
Just when the master of the Soul Refining Sect who was half a step ahead reached the distance of ten feet in front of Yuwen Zhouyuan, Yuwen Zhouyuan stomped his feet heavily and the arena shook as if it was about to collapse.
"Stop!" A rolling voice came from Yuwen Zhouyuan's mouth, and two golden rays of light pierced directly into the opponent's eyes.
The half-real master of the Soul Refining Sect suddenly stopped running at high speed. The strong inertia caused his body to move forward three feet. The aura on his body gradually disappeared, and the earthy yellow light shrouding his whole body also dimmed.
Dissipated, turned into the most primitive energy and disappeared into the air.
The monk's control over his body has reached a perfect level. Even if he is running at high speed, he can stop as soon as he wants to. However, the opponent in front of him slides three feet. This shows how angry this dear friend of the Soul Refining Sect was just now.
This is not surprising. What is shocking is that when Yuwen Zhouyuan said the word "stop", the person from the Soul Refining Sect actually stopped and was really obedient, as if Yuwen Zhouyuan had reached the point where he meant what he said.
In this realm, his words are the imperial edict, the golden code, and the will of God.
Everyone's eyes were watching this scene without blinking.
"Boy, slap yourself and count as you slap." Yuwen Zhouyuan's majestic voice sounded like the will of God, cold and ruthless.
"Pah... one... pah... two... pah... three..." The master of the Soul Refining Sect really did what Yu Wen Zhouyuan said. He counted and slapped himself in the face.
Seeing this scene, everyone was even more shocked. Damn it, what on earth is going on? Fear will always arise in people's hearts for unknown things, and a chill arose in many people's hearts.
Except for the old monsters in the True Emperor Realm and some people of the older generation who saw the clues, no one else knew what was going on.
"Pah...twenty...pah...twenty-one..."
At this time, the face of the master of the Soul Refining Sect was blurred by the blood he had slapped, and blood was dripping down. The other master seemed to have not noticed it, and kept slapping him.
The crisp slap and the loud counting sounded throughout the valley. Everyone in the Soul Refining Sect felt their faces were burning. The slap seemed to have hit their faces. They looked at Yu Wenzhou
Yuan's eyes were full of boundless anger.
A slap in the face, this is Chi Luoluo's slap in the face, this is embarrassing the Soul Refining Sect! Even if you punch him to death, it is better than letting him slap himself like this, but Yuwen Zhouyuan chose
Got this method.
Many people looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan with fear in their eyes. Among the four groups, those who were eliminated originally wanted to challenge Yuwen Zhouyuan, but gave up immediately after seeing this scene.
Some of the people in the four groups who had already advanced covered their faces with their hands, praying in their hearts not to run into Yuwen Zhouyuan.
"Okay, you can stop." Seeing that it was almost done, Yu Wen Zhouyuan said lightly.
The half-step master of the Soul Refining Sect stopped obediently, like a puppet controlled by Yuwen Zhouyuan.
"You've lost, just jump off by yourself." Yuwen Zhouyuan said again.
This master of the Soul Refining Sect, with his eyes blank, jumped out of the ring and jumped down.
"Ah!" A scream came from below the ring, and "Bang!" The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground was heard.
"Ah! Yuwen Zhouyuan, I'm going to kill you..." The man from the Soul Refining Sect first screamed and then cursed.
The entire arena is hundreds of feet away from the bottom of the valley. If it were an ordinary person, he would have fallen to death long ago. The person from the Soul Refining Sect did not have a body shield when he jumped, so even though he was at the half-step True Self stage, he was not a body refining person.
Monk, so he sadly fell and broke his bones, all the bones in his body were scattered.
This time the Soul Refining Sect was greatly humiliated. Not only did the members of our sect slap themselves in the face in public, but they also jumped from a high place and broke their bones. I am afraid this is the first half-person in history to have his bones broken.
Bu Zhen I stage monk.
Just now, Yuwen Zhouyuan used his powerful spiritual consciousness to control the opponent with the "Contention Movement from the Heart" technique, and then ordered the other party to do all activities. Fortunately, his spiritual consciousness has reached the peak of the early stage of the True Emperor, far beyond
Otherwise, he would not dare to use such a method because of his cultivation level. This method requires extremely high levels of spiritual consciousness.
The monk's willpower is extremely firm, and the higher the cultivation level, the harder it is to control him. Although Yuwen Zhouyuan's spiritual consciousness has reached the peak of the True Emperor's early stage, he also feels that he has a little control over the person who has controlled this half-step True Self stage.
I feel dizzy. Fortunately, the method of "moving the mind from the heart" is extraordinary, and the loss of spiritual consciousness and spiritual power can be transformed into each other.
Yuwen Zhouyuan took a deep breath and quickly returned to normal.
"Fellow Daoist Yuwen, I didn't expect you to have such an ability." When Yuwen Zhouyuan returned to his ice throne, Yang Liuqing looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan in surprise and said.
"It's just a little trick. It's hard to reach the level of elegance. Your music is more powerful." Yuwen Zhouyuan laughed and said modestly.
"My rhythm can only confuse people at best, but I don't have the ability to control people like you. Compared with your method, my ability is simply too childish." Yang Liuqing said with a smile to himself.
Yuwen Zhouyuan knew what Yang Liuqing was thinking. Yang Liuqing's fairy music confuses people's minds, making them addicted to the illusion they created, killing people invisible. But since Yuwen Zhouyuan has that method of controlling people's minds, there is definitely no need to be afraid of her.
Instead, he has to pay attention to Yuwen Zhouyuan. If the two of them fight, Yuwen Zhouyuan may take advantage of him if he is not careful.
"Fairy Yang, in fact, this is not something profound. As long as you find the trick, you can also use rhythm to control people and use rhythm to confuse people. Controlling people is really overkill. The attack method of rhythm is the most powerful.
Yes, a piece of fairy music is played to kill all the directions and destroy all living beings. Don't abandon the basics and chase the weak." Yuwen Zhouyuan persuaded.
At this time, several pieces of music recorded in the heavenly book flashed through Yuwen Zhouyuan's mind. These pieces of music were all pieces of music that killed everyone, especially the Immortal Music of the Immortal and the Divine Song of Destruction. These two pieces of music made the music more popular.
The power has evolved to the extreme. Because of these music, Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but say one more thing.
"What you said, I also heard from the elders of the sect, it's just that although the inheritance of the way of music cannot be said to have been cut off, those killer music has been lost in this world, unless it is possible in the upper world." Yang Liuqing looked at him.
He said with a somewhat gloomy look.
After a pause, Yang Liuqing turned his attention to Yuwen Zhouyuan Dao: "Fellow Taoist Yuwen, I didn't expect you to know so much. Do you know some of the melody of the Lord Killing?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Liuqing stared at Yuwen Zhouyuan closely.
"Fairy Yang, how could I know that you think I am a god?" Yuwen Zhouyuan said with a smile.
Although he did know about Yuwen Zhouyuan, the two of them were neither relatives nor friends, so why should he tell her.
"Fellow Daoist Yuwen, if you know the melody of Lord Killing, you can tell me. I can accept it no matter what the conditions are." Yang Liuqing looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan and said.
"This offer is too tempting, but it's a pity, why don't I have it?" Yuwen Zhouyuan sighed and said, pretending to be a pity.
"Miss Liu, the rhythm of the master's killing attack is important, but you can't accept all conditions. If you meet a disciple, you will suffer a big loss." Yuwen Zhouyuan kindly reminded.
"You don't understand how much a master who uses music as his attack method desires the sound of attack." Yang Liuqing shook his head and said.
"Didn't your Yunxia Sect leave behind a melody for killing?" Yuwen Zhouyuan asked doubtfully.
After hearing what Yuwen Zhouyuan said, Yang Liuqing looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan and said, "Fellow Taoist Yuwen, can I think that you are testing my strength?"
"Haha, Fairy Yang is overthinking, but whatever you think." Yuwen Zhouyuan rolled his eyes, turned his head, and looked at the battle on the ring.
After a moment, Yang Liuqing's voice came from behind Yuwen Zhouyuan and said: "Fellow Taoist Yuwen, let me tell you that it's actually nothing. Our Yunxia Sect has it, but the level is not high."
"You are so good at even low-level music. If you were at a high level, I'm afraid you can definitely become the number one among the younger generation." At this time, Xing Luoye said.
"Xingxianxian, you are only talking about if, but if does not exist at all." Yang Liuqing retorted.
Afterwards, the two stopped talking and watched the battle on the circular ring.
The battles in the ring are sometimes very fierce. Those who dare to challenge are relatively strong people. The people they choose are almost the same as their strength. As a result, many challenges result in both sides losing. At this time, it depends on whose will.
A little stronger.
After a long time, only the Tianzi Arena still had people competing, and the challenges on other round platforms had ended.
After about half a stick of incense, the battle on the Tianzi Arena finally came to an end, and the second round of the competition was completely completed successfully.
After the second round of elimination competition, fifty people entered the third round of competition. Among these fifty people, only Che Jian'an from the Soul Refining Sect advanced, and all the others were eliminated. Everyone in their sect
His face doesn't even look good.
Yuanhe Sect and Shengxue Palace have the most people promoted, with four of them both promoted.
Other sects and forces basically only have two or three people. Of course, Renxin Sect Yuwen Zhouyuan and Zhan Mengbai have also advanced.
"Now I announce that the second round of competition is completely over. Now everyone who has entered the third round, please stand on the round stage where you are and let everyone get to know each other. At the same time, I will announce the rules of the third round." The second round of competition.
After it was over, the powerful man in the True Emperor Realm stood up, his voice vicissitudes of life and distant.