When the drop of blood fell on the red crystal stone on the whisk, the threads in the whisk seemed to be like blood threads extending out in mid-air. These
The blood threads were extremely long and thin, exuding a strong bloody aura.
Xuanmu's face was gloomy, and he naturally understood that what the other person was holding was a blood sacrifice instrument. What strange thing he had just sacrificed with blood was unknown. His own killing sword was also one of the blood sacrifice instruments. He quickly
A stream of blood spiritual power was drawn from the killing sword in the storage ring. Among monks of the same level, it didn't take much to use the blood spiritual power to severely injure the opponent.
A stream of blood spiritual power that was also shining with blood-colored light spread out towards the five fingers of his right hand. From a distance, it looked like a bloody hand. His right hand kept playing on the strings, but
I saw streaks of blood rushing out from the strings as it was played.
"Boom, boom, boom..." Three loud bangs rang out in the center of the arena. The sound shook the earth. A mid-level Nascent Soul monk from the Gui Qi Sect was blown into pieces under the thunder.
Flying, his mind quickly pulled out of the light curtain and returned to his body.
"Jiang Zhao, a disciple of the Miaoyin Sect, killed an intermediate Nascent Soul disciple of the Guiqi Sect. The morale of the Miaoyin Sect increased by two points." After the loud thunder, a delicate woman's voice came out from above the light screen again.
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At this moment, the competition had just started, when a mid-level Nascent Soul monk from the Gui Qi Sect was beheaded, and the entire Miaoyin Sect disciples became more murderous. The sound of the piano was clanking, and the sound of the flute was miserable and harsh. In the interplay of these sounds
Under the chaos, several more disciples of Gui Qi Sect were killed.
As soon as this female voice came out, the young man who was fighting Xuanmu suddenly trembled, obviously finding it difficult to accept it.
And Xuan Mu's blood rush towards the young man overwhelmingly, blasting the countless blood threads that had just been transformed into pieces in mid-air. After seeing this scene, the young man was even more frightened. He had never
I thought that this blow was so ferocious. It could actually break through my own blood sacrifice technique.
When he just reacted, that ray of blood had already bombarded his body. His body suddenly twitched at this moment, and then bursts of colorful lights burst out from outside his body. As the colorful lights gradually dissipated, he
The distorted expression on his face gradually softened.
However, what made him unable to react was that Xuanmu's body was approaching quickly at this time, and then a streak of blood rushed out again, and bombarded him in an instant. His body flew out at this time
More than ten feet away.
Xuanmu's body approached again, and he grabbed the seven strings of the Yulan Qin with his right hand, suddenly pulled up the seven strings, and then suddenly let go. The strings vibrated, and a buzzing sound erupted. A green light.
Hit the young man's chest again.
'Bang, bang, bang, bang.' Four sounds were heard in a row, and four more rays of light struck the young man's chest. The man's face was pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. As his body flickered, he still wanted to
Fight against black wood.
Xuanmu sneered, and quickly plucked the strings with his right hand. Rays of light hit the opponent like dense rain.
It picked up countless petals, and the petals condensed into a ball, and suddenly bombarded in front of the young man.
The young man's body received this heavy blow, his face was distorted, he threw the fly whisk in his hand towards the mysterious tree, and saw a sheet of white light coming towards the mysterious tree, but it collided with the countless petals, and then,
I saw the white light quickly dissipating in mid-air.
The young man had reached the point where his spiritual power was exhausted and he could not cast spells again. Xuanmu sneered and grabbed the strings with his right hand. A green light shot out, followed by another green light. Both green lights bombarded there.
There was a flash of light on the young man's chest, and the young man disappeared from the arena.
"Xuanmu, a disciple of the Miaoyin Sect, killed an intermediate Nascent Soul disciple of the Qi Sect, and the morale of the Miaoyin Sect increased by two points." A female voice came out again.
Now Xuanmu could let go of his hands to kill the low-level monks who returned to the Qi Sect. He saw his body flashing in mid-air. Wherever he passed, a green light was able to kill the opponent's body.
A monk with a Nascent Soul level beheaded him.
At this time, in the other direction, Jiang Zhao's thunder ball was able to kill a low-level monk on the other side with one blow. Under the crazy cutting of the two people, more than ten Guiqi Sect disciples had been killed.
He left the competition sadly, and the morale of the entire Miaoyin Sect was even higher.
When the low-level disciples of Gui Qi Sect saw these two evil gods, they all felt a sense of panic in their hearts. They all avoided Xuan Mu and Jiang Zhao in shock.
Especially Xuanmu, his spiritual power seemed to be inexhaustible. When he grabbed it with his right hand, a green light condensed out, and then he saw the green light spreading out quickly. These low-level and primary-level cultivations
All the Nascent Soul disciples had no time to avoid and were killed by one blow.
Jiang Zhao's thunder ball was very powerful against people, but it still took some time to condense, so he didn't kill as many low-level monks as Xuan Mu.
After killing more than ten low-level Guiqi Sect monks, Xuanmu and Jiang Zhao gathered together. He laughed and said to Jiang Zhao: "Go and help them kill those middle-level Nascent Souls."
After killing them, I will kill those low-level ones."
"Okay." Jiang Zhao originally wanted to be the same as Xuanmu. After thinking about it for a moment, he felt that his attack speed was not as fast as Xuanmu's, so he gave up. He turned around and quickly headed towards one of the senior fellow apprentices surnamed Huang.
The fighting Gui Qi Sect monks left.
Xuan Mu happily strode towards the Gui Qi Sect disciples who were lower than him in cultivation. His right hand flicked on the strings, and bursts of magical sounds spread out from the strings.
, his face looked intoxicated, and he looked neither slow nor sick.
The disciples of the Gui Qi Sect were complaining incessantly, looking like they wanted to kill all the eighteen generations of Xuanmu's ancestors. Their eyes looked fierce and they held their heads tightly with both hands. They grinned and moaned in pain.
call.
Seeing this, the speed of Xuanmu's movements increased even faster. As soon as the magic sound stopped, he saw the shadows of flowers all over the sky. The petals rushed towards the bodies of the junior disciples of Gui Qi Sect. Due to the speed of these petals
It was extremely fast, and the spiritual power contained within it was also extremely powerful. Therefore, it quickly broke through the protective spiritual energy of those Gui Qi Sect disciples.
All of a sudden, the dozen or so disciples of the Gui Qi Sect were all injured by the petals, and you could see streaks of bright red blood flowing from the scars all over their bodies. Xuan Mu did not pause, and played faster,
The sound turned sharply, and the clang of the piano was even more harsh. The corners of Xuanmu's mouth slowly raised an indescribable smile.
A green light suddenly shot out from the strings, one after another. The green light cut through the air fiercely. Every time the light flashed, a disciple of Gui Qi Sect disappeared from the arena. When more than ten people After the light flashed, more than ten disciples of the Gui Qi Sect exited the arena.
There are more than ten disciples of the Gui Qi Sect who are also being frantically besieged by a group of disciples of the Miaoyin Sect led by the Shen Cong brothers and sisters.
Xuanmu would not join in the fun. He saw a female cultivator at the mid-level Yuan Ying stage of Gui Qi Sect fighting fiercely with the senior sister who was disguised as a man. He plucked the strings. A sound like a flowing spring came from the strings. Xuanmu stared at this scene quietly, murderous intent flashing in his eyes, and a flowing spring quickly condensed in front of him. And coming out, there was a waterfall rushing out of the rotating spring.
Almost in the blink of an eye, this waterfall had already bombarded the body of the female cultivator of Gui Qi Sect. Under this sudden bombardment, the female cultivator immediately lost control of her body in mid-air, and then moved toward the woman disguised as a man. He walked away from the woman, her face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from her mouth.
When the woman disguised as a man saw this, she couldn't help showing a strange smile. Her right hand gently touched the strings, and a faint gray light rushed out from the strings, and then moved the strings at an extremely fast speed. The neck of the Gui Qi Sect female cultivator was cut off abruptly, and her round head fell to the ground.
The woman looked at Xuanmu and said with a smile: "Yes, our Miaoyin Sect won this time."
Just as he finished speaking, another mid-level Nascent Soul monk from the Gui Qi Sect died under Jiang Zhao's three thunderbolts. Only three monks from the Gui Qi Sect were left to resist. The two of them Just as they were about to take action, two more mid-level Nascent Soul cultivators from Gui Qi Sect withdrew from the field.
Looking at the only remaining monk who returned to the Qi Sect, Xuanmu sighed and said: "We won this round. I hope we will have the same good luck in the next round. As long as we win two rounds, we will be among the finalists." Twenty."
When Xuanmu opened his eyes again from his cross-legged position, this game had been won. The list of the next game would not be announced until five days later, because at today's speed, there are up to three games a day, and sometimes only one game a day. field.
This speed may be a bit slow for mortals, but for these immortal cultivators, it is just a blink of an eye.
Four days later, the first promotion match was completely completed. Next, the start of the second promotion match was announced the next day. After the second promotion match, the promotion match and the semi-finals began respectively.
The next day, the list of the second promotion match was announced. The opponent against the Miaoyin Sect was not another sect, but the Qidu Sect that Xuanmu was most familiar with.
There are more than twenty middle-level Nascent Soul cultivators from the Qi Po Sect, and there are a lot of lower-level Nascent Soul cultivators. As soon as the list was announced, the outcome of this round was already doomed. In fact, the battle The meaning is almost the same as not fighting. However, if there is no fight, Miaoyin Sect will become a laughing stock of other sects.