Over the Valley of the God of War, nine peaks converge on Huading, fairy clouds fall, and all kinds of phenomena appear.
On the high platform due to the north, Gu Ningyuan, the head of the Wentian Sect, took a step forward and yelled: "Stop!"
Lei Ming and Ye Ling's momentum continued, but they did not dare to take any action.
"In this nine-peak competition, no matter what grievances you have, you can compete in the competition. This is not the time for you to fight privately, so don't back down!"
The two of them did not dare to disobey the sect leader's orders. Lei Ming withdrew his power and said coldly to Ye Ling: "On the battlefield, I will make you kneel down and beg for mercy!"
After saying that, Lei Ming turned around and left, sitting on the cloud platform of the Purple Lightning Peak. Ye Ling said nothing, his sharp energy was contained, and he also stepped back.
After the interlude came to an end, the disciples around him started talking a lot. They were all surprised at Ye Ling's current cultivation level, and even sighed at the fact that he had caused thunder.
"Everyone!"
Gu Ningyuan stood up and stepped on the clouds. The whole body was enveloped by the fairy clouds, the body was fragrant, and the cold air continued to flow out, freezing the void.
With a wave of his hand, the nine peaks gathered in the air suddenly condensed into one place, forming a dazzling light that landed in the Valley of the God of War.
Immediately afterwards, the divine flower soared into the sky again and submerged into the sky. A sapphire battle platform with a radius of a hundred feet rose from the valley and floated in front of the disciples.
On the high platform, all the eight peak masters stood up and stood at the edge of the platform to watch.
Gu Ning's voice was like a loud bell, piercing people's hearts: "The Nine Peaks Competition has begun. Wentian Nine Meridians will take the stage in the order determined in advance. The winner of each group will advance to the next round! Those who advance to the next round can go to the competition after the competition.
Go to the Enlightenment Spring to meditate for ten days. The last thirty people can go to the Enlightenment Spring to meditate for thirty days."
As soon as he finished speaking, countless high walls suddenly rose up from the 100-foot high platform, dividing the prince into a circular field. Each prototype field was marked with numbers for fighting.
Immediately afterwards, at the edge of each field, there was a disciple of the previous generation of the sect. They entered the sect a hundred years ago, and now most of them have reached the Lingxu realm and the Yingchong realm. In order to prevent casualties during the competition,
Take care of them.
Therefore, the Nine Peaks disciples entered their respective venues in the order decided in advance. There were eight people in each place, belonging to the eight peaks.
Although Bai Wuyu was in Taixu Garden, he had not officially become a master and was unable to participate in the competition. Only Ye Ling and Wu Qing took the stage.
Ye Ling stood in the field and carefully observed the surroundings. He found that the entire high platform was transformed by Taoist power. Even if it was damaged, it could be repaired quickly. It was indeed made of great magical power, which was impressive.
The surrounding Eight Peaks disciples looked at each other and made up their minds: "Let's do it together and defeat Ye Ling first!"
Ye Ling's consciousness covers the surroundings, and any disturbance cannot escape his attention, so he naturally knows their thoughts. However, there are only eight people on the same stage, but in the early stage of Qingyou Realm, even if one is against eight, there is nothing to fear.
The disciple of the previous generation in mid-air had no expression on his face and said in a deep voice: "When fighting with the same sect, you should not kill someone during the competition, otherwise you will be punished as a crime of treason. If there is an accident, I will also come to the rescue. In this way, we can start!"
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As soon as he finished speaking, a Red Fire Peak disciple's anger rose and he struck a palm towards Ye Ling. The palm mark was burned with blazing flames and the heat rose.
Ye Ling made no move and instead looked at the seven people around him.
The seven people gritted their teeth secretly. They all knew that Ye Ling defeated Huo Yun. If they did not join forces, they would definitely lose to Ye Ling.
So, the seven people took action, and the seven-meridian Taoist magic shone in the sky. The skills and Taoist weapons were brilliant, and the Taoist rhyme was all over the place, all heading towards Ye Ling.
The next moment, a sword roar pierced the sky, and the entire venue was covered by sharp edges. Ye Ling stepped forward, the wooden sword drew graceful arcs in the air, and the Heaven-Destroying Sword Technique exploded with several times the combat power!
"boom--"
A huge wave spread all around, and the Eight Peaks disciples fell to the ground, defeated.
Ye Ling sheathed her sword, turned around, and stepped out of the platform.
There was a look of shock on the face of the previous disciple in mid-air. Although he was at the Lingxu realm, he could not fully see through Ye Ling's sword draw, and the eight people on the ground lost even more confusedly.
"Isn't the sword in decline?"
When Ye Ling returned to Yuntai, Bai Wuyu hurriedly greeted him and said with a smile: "Elder brother, I didn't expect you to win so quickly!"
Ye Ling smiled and looked up. Some disciples on the cloud platform had also returned. The leaders of the eight peaks had taken their positions earlier than Ye Ling.
They have been famous for a long time and have advanced cultivation. Even the disciples of the previous generation have been suppressed by them. Therefore, the disciples who were assigned to a group immediately gave up and left without even the intention of fighting.
Lei Ming in the distance also looked at Ye Ling, grinned at Ye Ling, and waved his fist.
Ye Ling looked calm. Perhaps a battle with Lei Ming would benefit him, but he was unwilling to make too many enemies.
Not long after, Wu Qing walked out with her hands hanging down. Her Taoist robes were in tatters, and she had obviously gone through a hard struggle.
In front of Ye Ling and Bai Wuyu, Wu Qing smiled bitterly and said, "I lost."
Wu Qing was in the Huiling Realm, but his Dao Aperture was dissatisfied, and there were disciples in the Qingyou Realm in the same group. Although he fought hard, he still lost.
Bai Wuyu comforted him and said: "Although Second Senior Brother was defeated, he did not give up. He is much stronger than those who dare not fight!"
As soon as he said this, the disciples around him looked at him angrily, wanting to defend themselves for abstaining from voting, but they did not want to fight with a monster.
Wu Qing smiled and said: "This is my first time to have a good fight, it's so fun!"
Hearing this, Ye Ling remembered that Wu Qing was kind-hearted and never fought with others. When he was bullied, it was because of him, the second brother. But Wu Qing's temperament would be a blessing or a curse in the future.
Soon, all the competitions in the venue were completed. Some people were satisfied with their ambitions, while others were discouraged. On the road, if the heart of the road is not strong, it will be difficult to move forward. The sect competition can also be regarded as a blow to the disciples.
, temper your mind.
At the end of the first round, Gu Ning stood far away from the clouds and said: "Please list the God of War!"
As soon as he finished speaking, divine flowers condensed in mid-air, and a blue and green scroll appeared out of thin air and slowly opened, measuring dozens of feet in size.
The gold characters "Zhuo Zhuo" on the list are exactly the names of the promoted disciples, and Ye Ling is on the list.
Immediately afterwards, the God of War List flashed with white light, and the names of the disciples disappeared, replaced by the names of two of them, the disciples of Yuanshui Peak and Yumu Peak.
When the two men saw it, they immediately stood up and came to the fighting platform for this round of competition.
On the high platform, the master of the Eight Peaks sat upright, watching the performance of his disciples.
Song Rui, the master of Xuanjin Peak, stroked his beard and asked Chen Yan: "Uncle Chen, I never thought that your disciple Ye Ling could survive the first round. It's true that famous teachers produce great disciples!"
Chen Yan smiled and said nothing, and Meng Guangyang said, "But I don't know what Master Chen has to do to enable Ye Ling to open up his orifices and cultivate to Qingyou in such a short period of time?"
The master of the Eight Peaks Peak has a clear mind, and his disciples such as Meng Peiran, Wang Zijin and others are extremely talented, but it took several years of hard work to achieve the Huiling Realm. Even Xu Lonely Chen, who has the highest level of cultivation, has to train hard for three years before he can achieve it.
This achievement.
Ye Ling's entry now has shocked them, but it's just that with their cultivation and age, their emotions and anger are intangible and have not been revealed.
"There is no magic method," Chen Yan said with a smile: "Every journey on the road has its own opportunities. No matter how fast or slow it is, we are ultimately looking for the unity of all things!"
Chen Yan has never concealed the fact that Ye Ling's entry into the country was all done with the help of spiritual stones!
Although the sect distributes spiritual stones to its disciples every month, the quantity is ultimately small, and they have to rely on their own hard work.
But Ye Ling has a large number of spiritual stones obtained from the Tomb of the Demon Saint, so there is no need to worry and he can use them at will.
Ye Ling's Dantian is like bottomless. When he was in the Huiling Realm, he activated and absorbed a large amount of spiritual energy in the Baimang Forest before completing the entry. It was even worse when he opened the channel orifices. He consumed less than half of the spiritual stones in the Jasper Ring finger in a year. It is really said that
Shocking.
Such a quantity, if used on other monks, would be enough for them to practice to the Ying Chong realm, but Ye Ling has only passed one level.
However, Chen Yan's words failed to convince the master of the Eight Peaks. He only thought that he kept secrets and even coveted the Taoist treasures in Taixu Peak.
On the battlefield, the fighting continued. The disciples who can enter this round are all the best in each peak. Their cultivation level is above Qingyou Realm and their strength is quite good.
Not long after, as the round of competition ended, the God of War list in mid-air flashed with white light, and two names appeared: "Ye Ling! Qin Yuanlang!"
Qin Yuanlang, who was sitting on the Red Fire Peak, immediately stood up and walked down with a gloomy expression.
Back then, he lost face to Ye Ling in front of everyone at Crimson Fire Peak. This matter has always been on his mind. Now that they meet on the battlefield, he must avenge his shame.
Ye Ling looked calm as he stepped down the cloud platform and came to the top of the battle platform, his eyes falling on Qin Yuanlang.
Qin Yuanlang's Taoist robes fluttered in the wind, and his expression was sharp: "Ye Ling! We must understand our grudges today!"