The upper-level Nascent Souls here chatted eloquently, and casually added some spiritual stones, and even rare treasures of heaven and earth, as if they were just for fun, and no one really took them seriously.
Monk Yuan Gun from the Beast Control Sect used a jade pen to write on the jade slips one by one, recording who was pressed by how much and what the odds were.
there.
The True Monarch of Fire Lian was standing ready, his eyes were bright and bold, as if he wanted to look right through the middle-aged man in white robe standing opposite.
He looked solemn and did not dare to be careless at all, because he could not see the white-robed monk's heels at all. He only felt that the aura was huge and unlike ordinary wild cultivators.
Tens of thousands of monks in the execution ground shouted loudly.
For them, the fighting skills of Yuanying monks have been rare for hundreds of years, and the two sides are still fighting in the ring. If it weren't for the fact that the True Lord Yuanying wanted to establish a sect, he would not have stepped onto the ring.
Normally, if a Jindan master wanted to open a sect, he would probably follow Xingluo's rules, occupy a small hilltop, and then slowly develop Hezonglianheng and quietly annex it. Anyway, the so-called reporting was added later to deal with the Thousand Ping Territory. Everyone
I knew exactly what was going on.
It's different now. Now that it's been made clear, I guess this rule will have to be changed in the future.
It is impossible for Taiyi Zhenjun to give up Qianyuan. Not to mention how much effort will be wasted and how much loss will be caused by leveraging the fourth-level top-quality spiritual veins. Other places are owned territories. If you want to expand, you have to look at others' faces. It is inevitable.
Dealing with established forces is not as smooth as it is now.
Of course, he, Taiyi Zhenjun, is not a vegetarian either.
After all, he was once a disciple of the sect, a strong man who could fight beyond the ranks.
True Lord Taiyi flipped his hands, the long sword buzzing behind his back. His eyes were calm, he looked at True Lord Huolian and said: "Fellow Taoist, fists and feet don't have eyes..."
"Stop talking nonsense, I want to see what Taiyi Sect is capable of."
The aura around Zhenjun Huolian surged, and the blazing flames turned into circles. The two jade bracelets on his wrists turned into two fire rings in the wind and surrounded his side: "Humph!"
Nose snorted.
The flames in his nose were like dragons, instantly turning the whole world red.
The arena formation rose early, blocking all the magical powers and pressure of True Monarch Nascent Soul. It left behind only an overwhelming brilliance that made the tens of thousands of monks present marvel in admiration.
"ha!"
Lord Huolian opened his mouth and spit out a ball of red fire dragon.
The fire dragon roared, enveloping the true meaning of the wrathful flames, completely sealing off the surroundings and retreat of True Lord Taiyi.
It is always said that water and fire are ruthless, and Lord Huolian, who understood the true meaning of Raging Flames, completely liberated his true meaning as soon as he came up. If he didn't have to save some mana, he would definitely pull Lord Taiyi into his own domain.
The golden elixir realm will only become more powerful when supplemented with true meaning. In the realm, it is equivalent to the master of the small world. It not only suppresses the opponent's combat power, but also amplifies its own advantages, winning in the ups and downs.
When the flames approached, Taiyi Zhenjun did not panic at all. He took off the wine gourd from his waist, raised his head and drank. The rich smell of wine made people intoxicated when he smelled it.
"I just want to drink to be brave now, maybe it's too late."
True Lord Taiyi did not answer him, but opened his mouth and spit out a white light: "Behead!"
The white light buzzed like a sword.
And when he uttered the word "Zhan", the white light suddenly disappeared in front of True Lord Taiyi.
The thick and rich fire in front of him quickly decayed like a deflated ball.
Huolian Zhenjun's expression changed dramatically, and he held up the Lingbao to protect himself. He felt a slight chill on the top of his head, and a stream of hair burning with flames fell gently from his face.
The Nascent Soul Lord in the Xuanjing Corridor above looked solemn.
While handing over his hand, he said loudly: "We, the Qi Alliance, admit defeat."
Master Huolian looked back at his senior brother with wide eyes, then at Master Taiyi, and cupped his hands: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for showing mercy." After saying that, he left the fighting arena without looking back.
Jin Ao Zhenjun was overjoyed and sighed secretly: "As expected, we are all brothers in the same sect. There is no one who is good and one who is not. They must both be good. In this way, can we win three to five games?"
"It seems that there are nearly thirty companies, and the most powerful ones are only the top twelve. If he wins three or five games, everyone will give him face and let him start a sect." Jin Ao Zhenjun thought this way.
"It's amazing. The true meaning of Gengjin contained in my chest is probably..."
"When the wine enters the intestines, seven parts condense into the true meaning, and three parts turn into the sword energy. When you spit it out, it is already the second level of true meaning."
"..."
"Taiyi Sect does have some skills. This leader should be able to compete with the previous leaders of the major sects. Unfortunately, his cultivation level..."
"No matter how powerful you are, you are only in the early stage of Nascent Soul."
"Old turtle, I lost ten pieces of top-quality spiritual stones after listening to your nonsense. You should pay for it!"
"Go, what do you want me to do?"
…
Jinpeng Zhenjun of the Tianpeng Sect frowned and murmured: "If he has some skills, his magic power is almost as deep as that of an ordinary late Yuanying, his Taoist magical powers are majestic, and there are still spiritual treasures that have not been used, ordinary monks in the middle of the Yuanying
They may not be his opponents.”
"Then what should we do, senior brother?"
"Junior brother, could you please take a trip..."
Before Jinpeng Zhenjun could finish his words, a young man appeared in the middle of the fighting stage and said loudly: "Kunyun Sect Li Tianshui, please give me some advice from fellow Taoist."
True Lord Jinpeng took a sharp breath and coldly snorted: "The evil spirit of the Ghost Sea is not strong enough to be established again. The Kunpeng ruins are ours, and they belong to his Kunyun Sect. He sent a Yuan Ying in the early stage to fight."
"Li Tianshui is indeed a genius, but he is not safe."
He didn't continue talking.
I'm really angry today, otherwise I wouldn't have said so many words. The Dragon Clan is very powerful and controls the East China Sea and the five sea areas. Although the old venerable is lying inactive on the bottom of the sea, his deterrence is still sufficient.
The Jiaolong Clan knew the secrets at that time, but they didn't know the details. Moreover, their ancestors were old and they would not cause trouble when the two sects were at their peak, otherwise a great war would ensue.
True Lord Taiyi didn't know about the plans of the two sects. The True Lord Kunyun Sect in front of him was quite powerful, and even ordinary disciples of the sect might not be able to defeat him. He was also a strong man who could fight beyond the ranks.
Without any support, the Liuhe square in the center of Taiyi Zhenjun's palm turned into a Taoist platform, and he sat cross-legged on it, with the bronze bell in his hand, the mirror hanging high, and the long sword behind him roaring and roaring as he tried to unsheath it.
"Oh, so many spiritual treasures."
"I think it's unfair to call him Taiyi Zhenjun."
"I guess Qimeng doesn't have such a deep family background, right?"
"The ancestor of the Qi Alliance probably has it, but the disciples under the alliance don't necessarily have it. I don't think True Lord Huolian has so many spiritual treasures with him. I heard that True Lord Huolian only took out three at most.
It’s just a spiritual treasure.”
"The sect's money is not your money. Ordinary monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul can have a spiritual treasure and spend all their money. They will be in embarrassment for a while."
"..."
"I want to raise the bet!"
Yuanying Zhenjun from the Beast Control Sect ran over happily. The stronger Taiyi Zhenjun is, the more he will gain from being the banker. Furthermore, no one has increased their bets. Winning or losing is actually just a little entertainment.
Sure enough, under the offensive of True Lord Taiyi's magic weapon, the True Lord of Kunyun Sect gradually couldn't withstand it and simply surrendered. Without any delay, he quickly returned to the Xuanjing wing above.
The leader of the Kunyun Sect, Zhenjun, pondered and wondered: "Are you really so powerful?" Tianshui is a genius in the sect, and he can also fight with people beyond the ranks. He does not want to intimidate the Tianpeng Sect, but feels that sending this person is a sure shot.
.
I didn’t want to be blamed for bullying the younger ones, so I did this.
Now it's a bit difficult to get off the horse.
On the one hand, a Nascent Soul Lord has just been sent to take action. It would be against the rules to send monks from the late Nascent Soul stage to fight.
Li Tianshui, who returned to the wing, said: "Uncle Master, if the opponent has no trump card, if you want to win over the monk, it is estimated that there will be another monk who is in the middle stage of Yuanying. However, I suggest you use a senior who is in the late stage of Yuanying."
, otherwise it would be hard to say.”
Taiyi Zhenjun took an elixir and closed his eyes to rest. Fighting twice in a row was a big burden for him. Even though tens of thousands of monks cheered for him, it was actually not easy for him to win. Now is not the time to be proud, let alone
You need to quickly restore your own status to ensure victory.
When True Lord Taiyi recovered, many Nascent Soul monks in the Xuanjing Corridor above looked at each other and said, "Even Li Tianshui is not his opponent. Is this a genius from a major sect in the Eastern Wilderness?"
"The Eastern Wilderness Territory is no different from us. When the territory gets bigger, some disciples will leave and establish a sect to take charge of the local branch."
"I haven't heard of a large sect like Taiyi Sect in the past two hundred years."
"Could it be from a small sect?"
"Impossible, impossible..."
"..."
"Fellow Taoist Dugu, do you want to take action?"
"Hey, our Dan League doesn't like to fight and kill. Since even Li Tianshui is no match, we have to have experts to fight, otherwise it will just be a reward for the head of Taiyi Sect. Now he has won consecutive battles and his momentum has reached its peak.
I’m not here to serve as a stepping stone for others.”
"If you don't do a loss-making business, don't do it."
The True Lord Nascent Soul of the Dan Alliance waved his hands and said in disbelief.
All geniuses have their own arrogance. If they win, everyone will be happy. If they lose, it will have a big impact. If they give the opponent a sudden breakthrough, the true meaning of the training will be even more powerful, and the gain will not be worth the loss.
"I heard that Taiyi Sect came to Xingluo and had some friction with fellow Taoist Jin Ao?"
True Lord Jin Ao looked as usual and said righteously: "It's just a small misunderstanding. I can't rely on my own cultivation to bully the small."
In fact, if there hadn't been a fight that day, he might have taken action against this neighbor at this time.
There is no room for others to sleep soundly on the side of the couch. The Ghost Sea is inherently barren and has only so many resources. If someone takes one more bite, he or she will take one less bite. If you are too full, you will cause trouble, and if you are hungry, you will definitely cause trouble.
"Then let me meet him for a while."
A monk in golden robes appeared in the center of the fighting field. The pressure of the late stage of Nascent Soul seemed to be real in everyone's hearts. The tens of thousands of monks present did not dare to stop and cheer.
Taiyi Zhenjun stood up, cupped his hands and said, "Senior, who is...?"
"Tianpeng Sect, True Lord Jinpeng." True Lord Jinpeng slightly raised his hand: "Fellow Taoist Taiyi, surrender. You have proven the strength of Taiyi Sect. The sect council will arrange for him a mountain gate with a distance of 200,000 miles."
Taiyi Zhenjun laughed and said: "I don't want what others arrange, I only want what I choose."
Jinpeng Zhenjun's face suddenly turned cold, and he said sternly: "Then don't blame me for bullying the small."
"If fellow Taoist Taiyi can persist in this battle for a quarter of an hour, you will win. I will turn around and leave. I will never interfere with Taiyi Sect's choices again."