As soon as this magic sound was played, the fifty monks who had returned to the Qi Sect within the light barrier had a splitting headache and their eyes were red. As the acid water surged in their stomachs, streams of white foam formed.
Overflowing from the mouths of these monks.
Only eight monks who have reached high-level Nascent Soul cultivation are still able to deal with it with normal expressions. Among these eight people, there are four men and four women, and there are four couples of dual cultivators. It means good things (four) to be in pairs.
The ancestors of the Gui Qi Sect would never treat their disciples badly, especially those with mid-level Nascent Soul cultivation, who were regarded as the backbone of the sect. Therefore, within the Gui Qi Sect,
A blind date conference focusing on fighting skills is held every year.
This actually has the same meaning as the contest for marriage, but it is a more extensive and rationalized contest for marriage. The so-called rationality lies in the suitability of dual cultivation and personality.
When the magic sound of Miaoyin Sect was unleashed, the eight high-level Nascent Soul monks of Guiqi Sect also took action at this time. However, these eight high-level Nascent Soul monks each took a handful of whisks emitting three-color light in their hands.
Wave, and there will be three-color rays of light intertwined with each other.
Since the rays of artistic conception perceived by these eight monks are not the same, after these rays of light are intertwined, they have turned into more than ten different kinds of rays of light.
But when these lights intertwined with each other, they condensed into a large net and spread out towards the air in front of him. This light net looked extremely strange, becoming more and more dense, covering half of the sky of the entire stadium.
All covered.
At this moment, all the monks of the Miaoyin Sect also quickly moved forward. Especially Xuanmu, who took the lead and rushed forward. He did not want the Miaoyin Sect to lose in the first game. What if
If you lose the first game, it will be difficult to save the Miaoyin Sect from defeat.
I saw Xuanmu quickly playing the Yulan Qin in his hand, and a flowing spring quickly appeared in the mid-air in front of him. The flowing spring spun rapidly. A waterfall spontaneously appeared at this time.
The strings suddenly burst out.
The spell cast by the senior brother named Huang was even weirder. Not only did an extremely brilliant yellow light rush out from the flute hole, but behind this yellow light were closely followed by two rays of light.
When these rays of light rushed out, they were like swimming dragons, flying rapidly in the mid-air. And in a very short period of time, they turned into yellow sand all over the sky and covered the mid-air.
The yellow sand spreads out to a distance of dozens of feet, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.
Li Mo suddenly grabbed the strings with his right hand, and a green light flashed out, quickly transforming into a giant wood. This wood was more than ten feet long. The giant wood followed the sound of the piano played by Li Mo.
And it quickly twisted. Then I saw branches one by one emerging from this giant tree.
These tree branches are twisted and twisted, and there seems to be a strange aura in them.
Jiang Zhao gently played the purple jade flute in his hand. As soon as the sound came out, he saw purple awns rushing out from his jade flute. In the blink of an eye, he saw many purple awns rushing out.
separated and turned into two colors: dark red and deep red. These two colors and the original purple are a total of three weird colors.
Along with these rays of light, there was a roar between the sky and the earth. The three colors of light quickly condensed into clouds and mist, and bursts of buzzing and muffled sounds were emitted from the clouds and mists. This muffled sound was extremely loud. From a distance, it seemed quite strange.
Shocking. Because anyone can discover that Jiang Zhao is actually a thunder cultivator.
In the third heaven, special monks like this are extremely rare. Wind type monks are much more common than thunder and electricity type monks.
A ball of thunder quickly rolled out of a purple cloud. As soon as the ball of thunder was transformed, a breath of destruction to the heaven and earth slowly came out. Everyone knows what this thunder monk can do.
The destructive power of spells is the strongest among all monks of the same level. Unless there are electric monks who have an advantage in attack speed, no one can resist the thunder monks.
The next moment the purple thunder ball transformed, another thunder ball emitting a strange crimson light quickly condensed out, and then three thunder balls that were about one foot in size appeared in mid-air.
When all the low-level monks of Gui Qi Sect saw the three thunder balls, they were all shocked and at a loss.
"Elder brother, tell me what to do. The opponent is the most destructive Lei Xiu." A low-level Nascent Soul disciple of Gui Qi Sect said with a hint of panic in his tone.
"Yeah... let's admit defeat as soon as possible, lest we be beaten and return in defeat, which will bring a loss to our Gui Qi Sect's reputation." Another disciple said quickly, trembling lips.
"What nonsense are you talking about? If you don't have the guts, just stay here now. Don't move. We will see how our ancestors punish you." A man in his late fifties said coldly, saying,
His body stepped out in mid-air one after another, and the other seven monks with intermediate Nascent Soul cultivation level also stepped out in mid-air.
At this moment, in the mid-air, rays of light intertwined and bursts of roaring sounds erupted. Then, Xuan Mu's body was seen flying out of the air. He avoided an intermediate Nascent Soul cultivator from Gui Qi Sect.
The monk suddenly rushed forward, grabbed the seven strings on the Yulan Qin with his right hand, and then quickly let go of the strings, and a green light quickly rushed out from the strings.
As the light flashed through the air, a lower-level disciple of the Gui Qi Sect was killed by a ray of green light. The figure of this disciple quickly disappeared from the arena.
"Xuanmu, a disciple of the Miaoyin Sect, kill a lower-level disciple of the Guiqi Sect. The morale of the Miaoyin Sect will be raised a little." At this time, a beautiful female voice sounded in the air. All the Miaoyin Sect disciples within the light curtain heard the sound,
Sure enough, morale has increased.
When you hear their loud screams, you can tell how excited they are.
At this moment, the morale of the disciples of Gui Qi Sect was slightly weakened. A young male cultivator wearing an orange gown quickly walked towards Xuanmu. His cultivation level was also at the intermediate Nascent Soul stage. All he could see was his eyes.
His anger was blazing, and he shouted angrily: "You Xuanmu, you avoided me once, let me see how you can avoid it this time?"
As he roared angrily, he threw the whisk in his hand towards the mysterious wood, and saw a strand of blue silk stretching out from the whisk, quickly weaving into green silk nets in mid-air.
"Your grandma's, your bastard's, could it be that you turned into a spider spirit?" When Xuanmu saw this, the pupils in his eyes suddenly shrank, he took a breath and cursed repeatedly.
"Your grandfather and I are the spider spirit, what's going on?" The young man was already blinded by anger and shouted. He held a fly whisk in his right hand and danced in the air. He only saw three-color lights in the air.
The cyan silk net in the middle covered it.
"I will let you have a taste of how the sound attack method of my Miaoyin Sect is unforgettable." Xuanmu said coldly, and his right hand played the Yulan Qin repeatedly. As soon as the music sounded,
You can know that this is the Hundred Flowers Jue that Xuanmu is most familiar with.
This Hundred Flowers Absolute has no other effect, except that when it is displayed, you can see the shadows of flowers all over the sky. These flower shadows are extremely gorgeous, and can make the monks who die under the Hundred Flowers Absolute have a feeling of "die under the peonies, and you will not have to worry about being a ghost."
Sure enough, the moment Xuanmu cast it, a green light rushed out from the strings, and then transformed into a series of strange lights. These are the three kinds of light that Xuanmu has realized now, one is pink
Colorful ones, one is golden yellow and the other is green.
These were originally just peach blossom petals, but now Xuanmu has tried to incorporate the artistic conception of the lotus into them. But the peach blossoms and lotus flowers are constantly flying and intertwined in the sky. It looks quite gorgeous and moving.
"Then I will also let you try how I, Gui Qi Sect, trap the monks and then kill them invisible." The young man said with a sneer, obviously disdainful of Xuanmu's strength. Naturally, if you are facing
Would you take an opponent seriously who chooses to avoid you at all times? You wouldn't either, because this is the human heart.
——Once the other party escapes, it means that the other party is cowardly, and it also means that the other party's strength cannot be compared with one's own.
However, the reason why Xuanmu chose to avoid it was not because he was cowardly or not as strong as the opponent. It was because he liked the pleasure of killing low-level monks. The pleasure of killing with one strike. More importantly,
Xuanmu knows an allusion. This allusion is Tian Ji’s horse racing.
He likes to use high-grade horses to kill the opponent's medium-grade horses, and then use medium-grade horses and low-grade horses to surround and kill the opponent's high-grade horses. This is his strategic purpose.
Obviously, he had just started his action and was stopped by the other party. Obviously the other party was not a fool.
The moment the young man spoke, the silk net that had just been woven in the mid-air had been broken open by countless phantom petals. He opened his eyes and stared at this scene with dumbfounded eyes, and then said two words
One word - 'perversion'.
"Your grandpa is a pervert." Xuanmu shouted, showing an ecstatic smile at the same time. This smile fell in the other person's eyes, which was undoubtedly a mockery of the young man. He naturally understood that this meant that the other person was a little scared. He
He grabbed the seven strings on the piano with his right hand, and then suddenly released them.
The young man remained silent, but took several steps back in mid-air. The light in his eyes flashed, and he was obviously thinking about something rapidly.
Xuanmu didn't give the other party a chance to think, and a green light quickly spread out from the strings. The momentum of this green light was extremely majestic, and the whistling buzzing sound was also mixed with countless shrill wind sounds.
It suddenly bombarded towards the young man, its speed was twice as fast as the young man's retreating speed.
The young man gritted his teeth and his eyes revealed a look of determination. He bit open his right index finger, and a stream of blood dripped from his hand, falling on a red crystal inlaid on his whisk.