Chapter 827: Admission Ticket to the Underground Market
This special combination of water and fire in the Yellow River alms bowl, and finally the special spiritual water with water as the carrier, is the culmination of three masters: the weapon refiner, the alchemist, and the formation master.
Everyone knows that water and fire are incompatible. Fire can burn water, and water can extinguish fire. Only when the two reach an inexplicable balance can peaceful coexistence be possible.
In this rare state of balance, one can exert both the explosion of fire and the pervasive power of water. The combination of the two is extremely destructive to some defensive acquired spiritual treasures and spiritual arts.
The study of the balance state of water and fire requires countless efforts, energy, and time. Only some old guys in the royal family who have no hope of improving their cultivation can complete it with sufficient resource supply.
Zhao Shoushou always thought that Huang Mingguo's royal family was weak in strength, but he did not expect that they also had a lot of accumulation. After having the Ancestor in the Transformation Stage to take charge, a series of results would be displayed one by one.
As the hot red spiritual water moved forward, there seemed to be a vague burning smell in the air. As the main recipient, the scholar and monk naturally understood the power of it, and his face suddenly turned pale.
Immediately, a series of preparations were started to weaken it by various means.
As a qualified monk, since he has used such a sharp method, he will naturally not waste the opportunity and leave enough time for the opponent to respond.
The spacecraft spirit treasure under his feet flickered, and the demon-suppressing treasure staff that had been entangled with the strange-looking flying sword in the air appeared in his hand in time with a flash in the air. The cooperation between the two was quite tacit, and then Zhao Shoushou held up a weapon that was more than a hundred times larger in size.
The magic weapon landed hard on his head.
This attack utilizes the purest dual combination of magic power and physical strength. It is a single force that can defeat all magic, and the damage to the monk's physical body is the most obvious.
Any monk who is determined to go further on the road of spiritual practice will not turn a blind eye to this attack, and the same is naturally true for scholar monk Qiao Fengming.
In addition to the strange-looking but powerful flying sword before, a treasure similar to the jade seal used by emperors in the mortal world left a mark with the word "zhen" in the air, and then rose up in the wind and turned into a hill toward him.
Comes suppression.
It was too late, but it was too soon. For the two Nascent Soul monks, a series of confrontations only lasted three or five breaths. At this time, the hot red spiritual water, which was the killer weapon, had broken through the air and turned into a red sheet.
The transparent net seems to be trying to catch him in one fell swoop.
Faced with this attack, Qiao Fengming repeated his old tricks, and the jade seal-like treasure came out again. The word "break" turned into sharp spears and stabbed at the big red net, trying to break it.
This jade seal-like treasure should be a high-quality fourth-level mid-grade spiritual treasure. Every time it is taken, it will have a big impact on the battle situation.
It is a well-known iron rule in the world of cultivation that treasures in the shape of "tower" and "seal" are more powerful among the same level. Today's battle can be regarded as giving him a more profound understanding.
Cognition.
"A mere mountain peak wants to suppress Mr. Zhao. I wonder if you are too confident in your own treasure or you underestimate the demon-suppressing staff." Since it is no longer possible to deal with the red net, it has been transferred to
Qiao Fengming caused direct damage.
He could only retreat to the next best thing and destroy the Lingshan Mountain in front of him that was trying to suppress him. Lingshan Mountain was not simply the word "break".
Its existence still has an inseparable relationship with Yuxi. Once Lingshan suffers a devastating blow, it will definitely affect Yuxi, including Qiao Fengming.
After Zhao Shoushou shouted loudly, he raised the spear high in his hand, turned into a stream of light, and struck hard at the bottom of the Lingshan Mountain, which was shining with dazzling spiritual light.
Lingshan and Zhao Shoushou were walking in the opposite direction. The distance between them, which was not long to begin with, quickly disappeared. Only a violent crash was heard. Everything between heaven and earth had disappeared. It seemed that only
What remains is the sound of the two colliding.
It has to be said that this most primitive way of fighting, seemingly simple, is the best way to show a monk's strength. When the dust in the sky and the sound of collisions dissipated, there was only one standing in the sky between the sky and the earth.
A figure.
As a side result of using the most violent means to break the Lingshan Mountain, the scholar and monk Qiao Fengming, who was entangled in the red net, spat out a stream of crimson blood from his mouth, and the jade seal that had been hanging on his waist also showed traces of cracks.
The word "zhen" itself is formed by refining a spiritual mountain with great supernatural power. As the saying goes, if one loses, both will be lost, and this effect is normal.
It is precisely because of this short pause that the red fiery net has tightly wrapped it. It is obvious that this short-lasting but extremely fierce battle has already decided the winner.
Almost at the same time, an irresistible force escaped from the air, and the phantom of the human face above the mask appeared again. Casualties were not allowed in a battle of this level.
After all, every Nascent Soul Stage monk is a real cornerstone for the third-class sect. Once damaged, the hatred between the two sects is bound to be difficult to reconcile.
"The battle is over. In the first round, Zhao Shoushou of the Peiling Sect won. The battle in the middle stage of Nascent Soul is worth two points." The phantom with a human face blew lightly, and the two monks had already left the ring.
"In the eyes of real monks with great supernatural powers, I am just a slightly larger ant. I don't know when I will be able to control my destiny in my own hands." Feeling the power that could easily kill him, Zhao Shoushou said
He couldn't help but sigh.
"Junior brother, how was the battle? Have you ever won a victory? As a brother, you defeated your opponent in three strikes, five strikes, five divisions and two strikes." Pei Yicai appeared beside him at some unknown time, and seemed to be very satisfied with the battle just now.
"Thanks to my senior brother, everything went well in the battle. The first battle is over. Two points." Zhao Shoushou did not elaborate too much on the battle process.
"You and I, brothers and sisters, can certainly move the sect's ranking up to a higher level by joining forces. No, this is an invitation to the auction sent by a monk. It is said that there will be many treasures here." Let's look forward to the future a little bit.
After that, Pei Yi handed over a bronze jade slip.
The appearance of the invitation letter proved that Zhao Shoushou's original guesses were correct. Auctions at different levels have threshold requirements, especially for third-level sects with a mixed bag of good and bad, only by winning rounds to prove their strength.
After that, it will be possible to get more opportunities.
"At midnight tonight? The time chosen for the auction is also quite strange." Zhao Shoushou will never give up at any time.
After winning the first battle, scoring is only one aspect. In fact, it is also a ticket.