The thrusting sword energy condensed into a beam of light as thick as a chopstick. A scene that could only be seen by a fourth-level intermediate spiritual master. It actually appeared behind a demon from the Blood Demon Empire who was less than thirty years old. The demon was miserable. This was in the mix.
The dark horse who said in the first scene that he wanted to marry Princess Jinsui. Now he is completely remembered by everyone.
"I really didn't expect that such a monstrous genius would appear in the royal family of the Blood Demon Empire. A fourth-level Talisman Master. This level is enough to enter the top three. It is even possible to be ranked first." After Jin Luo finished speaking, he looked slightly dejected. The Blood Demon Empire
It is a massacre empire. If this championship is taken away by people from the Blood Demon Empire, the Golden Dragon Empire will become a laughing stock, and the Ten Nations Alliance will also be ridiculed.
Standing in the middle of the competition, Mo Sadie watched his sword energy condense into a beam of light as thick as a chopstick. He was so happy that he couldn't help but laugh wildly. The fourth-level spiritual master finally did it.
"Ha ha------"
"Humans, you have always been proud of your intelligence. Today, if you cannot surpass me, I will see how you can still claim to be smart. How can you still have the nerve to occupy the rich land and deny it to us to live in." Mo Bei Lie said while waving the hand in his hand.
Jian's arrogant look pushed the entire competition to another extreme. The nature of this extreme that would never have occurred was completely changed due to Mo Leili's words.
The Spiritual Master Conference was originally a grand gathering for exchanges between spiritual masters from all over the world. Now, due to the tragic appearance of demons, it has completely transformed into a battle for humans and demons, and a battle to defend honor.
The people holding their breath were watching, and while they were glad that they had witnessed a peerless match, they were also looking forward to the emergence of a powerful genius from mankind who could defeat this arrogant and domineering demon.
Reality is often the opposite of expectations. The torturous waiting. In addition to the result of waiting, which made everyone vomit blood, there were only two successful ones, but five losers appeared in the stands. Such a blow is almost cruel. This kind of waiting is almost torturous.
This is a country of mercenaries. The life of a mercenary is boring. The character of a mercenary is so fun. Looking at the only two contestants left, some mercenaries even started to curse.
Listening to the hollow voices in the stands, the faces of the five guys who failed to ascend to the spirit were uglier than their dead father. They even envied their companions who were eliminated in the first round. Now the shame is no longer shameful, but conspicuous.
Compared with the five defeated losers, the rational audience had to place their hopes on Silver Moore. After all, the audience who came to watch the game had only watched the previous game. In view of Luo Tian's performance in the last game, everyone really didn't care.
Place your hopes on Luo Tian, who has not raised his head since the beginning of the game.
Compared with the audience's expectations, the arrogant Mo Sorie still looked at Luo Tian, who bowed his head and remained silent with vigilant eyes. In Mo Sorie's heart, Luo Tian is the Demon King of the Demon Tribe. In this arena, the only one who can beat him is
Demon King Luo Tian is just one person.
He slowly raised his head. A look of arrogance appeared in Moore's eyes. As a member of the hermit family, Moore was proud of himself. But it was this pride that allowed him to temporarily overpower Mo Sadie in terms of momentum.
When Moore lowered his head again and touched the last point of the talisman array, the red sword energy light became brighter and brighter. This brightness seemed slow, but the sword energy did not stop condensing. One thread, one bunch of threads, one column of threads.
When the superimposed light beams and the demonic sorrow surpassed the golden ear, the audience stopped breathing. Waiting for transcendence, waiting for a miracle.
When the beam of light, which was almost as thick as a tree branch, was about to overtake him, the condensed beam stopped his forward expansion. The intensity was exactly the same. It seemed like a draw. In fact, Sadness had priority in terms of time. He finished the game first.
.According to Daoli, he should be considered the strongest one.
The audience's sigh made Moore stunned. Level four. This level was in line with his strength. But this strength could not change his defeat. Moore, who wiped his eyes, could not believe that he lost to a demon from the Blood Demon Empire. He was
The pride of the Addict family. He also has a high status in the Addict family.
"Unable to bear the blow of failure, Moore clenched his fists. His dark eyes suddenly burst into blood-red light. When everyone thought that Moore's energy and blood were attacking his heart, the corner of his mouth that spurted out blood showed a confident forehead arc. With the spurting out of blood.
.The red sword energy instantly changed under the smelting of essence and blood. The luster expanded instantly. Seeing that the red sword energy surpassed the devil's sorrow, the audience gave Moore a wave of applause.
The method of blood sacrifice. This method of consuming blood essence is basically not recognized by the competition conference. However, the light beam amplified by the blood essence has indeed doubled. With this doubled light beam increase, it is like a light beam as thick as an arm that completely destroys Moore.
Press down the beam of light and become the brightest king in the entire arena.
When the thunderous applause fell, the demon Bilie glanced with contempt and respectfully waited for Luo Tian's sword energy to appear. Bilie struggled all night. He wanted to get it back after giving the incomplete Horn of Angry Sky to Luo Tian yesterday.
.However, he mistook Luo Tian for the Demon King and did not have the guts to ask for the Horn of Angry Sky.
"Mo Sadie is extremely depressed and conflicted. He thinks Luo Tian is the Demon King of the Demon Clan. But in his heart, he doesn't want Luo Tian to be a fellow member of the Demon Clan. Deep in his heart, Mo Sadie Lie is still extremely reluctant to let go of the broken Ang Tian.
Horn. How can you say that thing has something to do with the God of War? If you say that Demon Sade Lie has no selfish motives, the gods won’t believe it.”
The demon's sad eyes undoubtedly represented the eyes of the audience. Looking at Luo Tian, who was meditating and enlightening, he was still lowering his head to warm the sword in his hand. Moore, who was temporarily in the first place, glanced at the referee's bench, with anger in his eyes.
The game is over for everyone. Do we have to wait for someone who is worthless? Moore, who was dissatisfied, waited for an hour. Finally, he couldn't help but raise his hand and said to the referee: "Elder Spirit Dragon. I
I was wondering if you could announce the winner of the competition."
"Ha----ha----." Linglong chuckled and waved his hand. When another hour passed, after watching Luo Tian's brows move with his eyes, he used the power of his soul to gather a breeze and called out.
Awakening the quiet Luo Tian.
Chang Wan raised his head and opened his cold eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, there was an air current swirling in the air between his eyebrows. The swirling air current made Luo Tian's long flowing hair dance in the air.
Automatically without wind. He can actually induce a soul cyclone. Could it be said that his spiritual power is at the spiritual level? How could it be so swaying? How could spiritual spiritual power appear in the Jinling Continent?
While everyone was clicking their tongues in astonishment, they couldn't help but feel shocked. They really didn't expect that a spiritual master with mutated mental power would be discovered in this competition.
The smiling spirit dragon glanced at Luo Tian on the stage and said loudly: "Little guy, the standard of the competition is not to look at the spiritual strength of the weapon itself. It is to look at the thickness of the sword energy. What else do you keep."
As soon as Linglong finished speaking, everyone in the stands looked at the last contestant in astonishment. Will this guy who was directly judged as trash by them have a chance to make a comeback?
Compared to the nervous audience, Moore, who was firmly in the first place, was even more shocked. The sword in Luo Tian's hand was full of death energy. The spiritual energy he brought could be gathered. I really couldn't understand what Elder Spirit Dragon meant.
"cough----"
He coughed and remembered at the competition venue. Luo Tian took out a magic core and pressed the magic core into the iron sword in his hand under the surprised eyes of everyone. As the magic core was embedded, a beam of light that was almost a laser appeared in the air.
This beam was not thick, but it was extremely dazzling. The beam he saw had destructive power. Luo Tian, who smiled, instilled a spiritual energy in the sword body under the attention of everyone.
The infusion of Hongmeng Qi undoubtedly fully activated the sword formation on the sword body. With the operation of the sword formation, the nearly one-meter-thick light beam shot out in the air. Looking at the one-meter-thick light beam, the entire arena was stunned.
The sword energy is like a pillar. How did he do it? Could it be said that in addition to his mental power, his soul is also at the spiritual level? How is this possible? But otherwise, how can we explain this pillar of light?
Everyone who wanted to break their heads stopped injecting spiritual energy into the magic core on the hilt of the sword. Everyone attributed this light pillar to the magic core on the sword body. Only by attributing this light pillar to the magic core can everyone accept Ruzhu's sword energy in their hearts.
beam.
Hahahahahahaha. The serious spirit dragon smiled and stood up. He said to everyone: "It is true that a hero comes from a young age." He couldn't help but give a thumbs up.
"That's right. Since ancient times, heroes have been born from teenagers. Only when teenagers become the crown of the competition can the country develop and the guild be promoted." Jin Luo took over the words and finished speaking. With a finger, Lanxess said: "The champion is
, Tianluo from the Golden Dragon Empire."
After Jin Luo finished speaking, everyone shook their heads helplessly. They have seen thick-skinned people, but never such thick-skinned ones. You are also the elder of the Spirit Master Guild. The referee has not made a decision yet. The old guy directly said that the championship belongs to the Golden Dragon Empire.
"Hold on. I have an opinion!" Pu Ben stretched out his hand. After speaking to the crowd of spectators and referees, he took out his weapon and bowed and said, "Everyone knows that weapon talisman is to increase the applicability of martial arts in combat.
.Since the beam of light from Tianluo's weapon is so strong, I think it will not be cut off by my weapon during the battle. For the sake of fairness, I suggest that I let my iron sword compete with this iron sword that is as powerful as a pillar.
"
The cryptic Pu Ben stood in the center of the crowd and said to the referee Lang Sheng. He took out the sword in his hand and looked at Luo Tian with a vicious look. From Pu Ben's cold eyes, he could tell that this guy intended to kill people.
.rather than a competition.
"Pu Ben, stand down. The rules of the competition are decided by the guild in advance. How can you, a spiritual master, change them at your own request?" An old man with a half-moon scimitar in his hand stood up and reprimanded loudly.
"Yes. Elder Chiyue. I just abide by the rules. Anyway, this is all your decision." Pu Ben said and put away his weapons. He smiled and looked at Luo Tian's thin lips: "Brother Tianluo, it seems.
My congratulations. Although the championship is not truly deserved, at least you can be vain for once."
"Nonsense." Elder Chiyue waved his sleeves and looked at the field with a gloomy face, but turned a blind eye to Pu Ben's words.
"Dear guild elders, I think what Prince Puben said is very reasonable. If I take over the championship now, it will inevitably make you unconvinced. Since Prince Puben is competing, I want to help everyone. It's okay. It's just that
The sword is ruthless. I'm going to miss. I'm afraid that the power behind Prince Puben will be angry. I'm a straw man. Life is very cheap. Prince Puben, you are a prince, life is very precious, if something unexpected happens, I can bear it.
I can’t afford to be hunted down by a country.”
The sudden sound made the whole arena boil. The audience who couldn't understand had always regarded Luo Tian's sword-like pillar as the devil's core. No one would believe that the soulless iron sword could win at the last moment.
An iron sword is upgraded into a spiritual weapon. It returns the sword's energy like a pillar. Of course, everyone wants to witness the actual combat effectiveness of such a sword.