While the Demon Sect was concentrating their energy to compete, in front of a small courtyard in Shibuyuan, a young monk carrying a huge sword box was chatting in a low voice with two monks standing outside the door.
Then he pushed open the courtyard and walked in. There were green trees in the sky, and the shade was cool and cool. This was a quadrangle courtyard. There was no one in the courtyard. There were many spiritual grasses planted on the ground in the courtyard. They were divided neatly into green areas.
The monk was dripping with desire, and the gentle fragrance in the breeze entered his nose. It was very quiet and elegant. The monk had no intention of staying at all. He just looked in the direction of the courtyard, then raised his legs and walked towards a house. He pushed open the house and saw inside the house.
It is antique, with hollow window lattice, a long table with deep colors surrounded by several simple armchairs, elegant screens, elegant shape, exquisite craftsmanship, with a strong charm of oriental culture and aesthetics.
After the monk carrying the sword box entered the room, he walked straight behind the screen. Behind the screen, there was a bookshelf filled with classics. He went to the bookshelf and took out a classic, and then read it carefully.
When you get up, when you turn to one of the pages, you will gather your spiritual power with your hands and click on a certain word. After that word makes a circle of ripples, it disappears from the line, causing the line of words to be interrupted and disordered.
In this way, he kept flipping through the pages and clicking, and a certain word in the line kept disappearing. When he clicked thirteen times in a row, the classics in his hand turned into purple light and disappeared without a trace, while the bookshelf in front of him became distorted and appeared.
A black hole glowing with purple light, the black hole rotated slowly, as if leading to the endless void. The monk with the negative sword box took one step in and disappeared without a trace. After he entered, the black hole twisted a few times and disappeared without a trace.
The bookshelf just now appeared there again, and the rows of standing books on it were still the same.
Under a gray sky, there are bare gray mountains everywhere, and the peaks are endless. At the top of a gray mountain, after the space was distorted for a while, a monk with a sword box came out, and on the cliff in front of him
There was a young man with sharp eyebrows and sharp eyes standing with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance.
"Brother, Elder Xing asked me to tell you that the Demon Sect is using the Qi Condensation Stage monks to participate in the Wheel of Life and Death, and they are now being selected." The monk with the sword box in front of him saw the sword-browed man with bright eyes and green face in front of him who looked like he was waiting for someone.
No surprise, he took a step forward and said respectfully.
"Oh, have you fallen into the urn?" The young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes said calmly without turning his head, his voice neither surprised nor happy.
"Then do we need to inform the senior brothers from Taixuan Sect and Pure Land Sect?" the monk with the sword box asked carefully.
"They, they are still in those places. I will talk to them then." The voice of the young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes remained the same, but his eyes moved further away.
The monk carrying the sword box followed the eyes of the young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. From time to time, there were faint roars coming from the long gray mountains in the distance, and various spiritual energy fluctuations flashed across the sky at the same time.
And below the peak of the sword-browed and bright-eyed young man, there are dozens of monks covered in evil aura and blood-soaked spirits. Their gray clothes are somewhat damaged, and many of them are stained with blood. They all stand expressionless, with spiritual energy on their bodies.
The pressure is all at the tenth level of the Qi Condensation Stage.
Li Yan
Looking dozens of meters away, a monk who stayed on the peak was looking towards him with a slightly blue face. A cloud of insects buzzed and fluttered above his head, but did not attack Li Yan.
Li Yan had no expression on his face, and no movement was seen. The feet of the monk opposite him suddenly sank. The monk was obviously on guard, and he had already risen into the air. The insect cloud suddenly flew towards Li Yan, but right before
At this time, a large piece of yellow sand above the insect cloud served as a hood. The insect cloud let out a sharp hiss and rushed through the yellow sand to attack Li Yan, but many of them had already fallen down during the attack.
After the monk Bulifeng dodged the "Quicksand Technique" under his feet, he floated dozens of meters to one side. As soon as he landed, a warning sign suddenly appeared in his heart, but before he could react, a line of smoke penetrated into his feet.
He immediately shouted "no", but it was too late. He hurriedly took out the elixir and swallowed it, but after just two breaths, his heart spasmed, and he threw the elixir bottle away with a loud cry of pain, and then took two breaths.
His pupils were as white as snow.
At this moment, a blue light shield flashed, and a figure appeared here. It was the foundation-building monk supervising the battle. He knocked the person unconscious with a palm, and then waved his sleeve, and the remaining insect clouds in the sky and the ones on the ground floor were blown away.
The Gu insect was gone. He raised his head and glanced at Li Yan, saying "Thirty-three wins", then he carried the monk and flew to the void pavilion. The battle-monitoring foundation-building monk was depressed, as long as this person came on stage,
No matter where the battle stage is or not, if the opponent is poisoned, most of them need to be sent to the Jindan elders to remove it. Most of them are because there are several types of poisons that they can get rid of with spiritual power or some antidotes.
But for the other part of the poison, even the foundation-building monks are not sure that it can be eliminated in a short time. However, this kid can only release the poison and cannot detoxify it.
At this time, there were loud discussions in various areas of the audience. Apparently more and more people were watching Li Yan's game. This was not something Li Yan could blame. He had already attracted a lot of people's attention after he had used the Twelve Fragments several times.
"This young uncle has won again. Is it possible that even if his level is higher, he still can't defeat him?" A monk asked curiously.
"Look what you said, didn't he also lose a few games? But it seems that it is basically difficult to win below the late tenth level of the Qi Condensation stage," said the mature-looking monk.
"What the senior brother said is that most of the games this person lost were at the hands of the Tenth Level Dzogchen. Most of them were due to him voluntarily admitting defeat shortly after the fierce battle." Another person said unceremoniously.
"But this person is so evil. His divine consciousness to control poison is really invisible. He has already tricked more than a dozen senior brothers. He is not from the ninth or tenth level."
"The main reason is that his magic power is also evil. He is obviously at the mid-sixth level of Qi Condensation, and the quality of his spiritual energy is the same, but he can drag it down to the early tenth level, and even the middle-level brother has no temper. This is such a profound spiritual power.
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"He should be at the late stage of the seventh level of Qi Condensation. I heard this from a Foundation Establishment Master. He has a way to hide his skills. I can't see it. But even so, it's just like you said. Hey, Qi
It’s considered good if the layer can hold down the middle and late stages of the eighth layer.”
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Li Yan returned to the area where Xiaozhu Peak was with a calm expression. Wei Chituo and the others smiled at him as expected. Li Yan also smiled in return, and then took the time to sit cross-legged and meditate to recover. In the past few days, the number of people has become smaller and smaller.
, the fighting became more and more intense, and he had to seize every moment to recover.
What he didn't notice was that a pair of beautiful eyes were staring at him more and more curiously.
In the past few days, Li Yan has completely integrated into the battle, and has become more and more skillful. The cooperation between Guishui Zhenjing and Zhili Twelve has become more and more proficient. However, he only increased the use of earth spiritual roots and no longer revealed his miscellaneous spirits.
Root, which makes many people think that it is the root of the three elements of water, wood and earth.
Li Yan also began to use the Twelve Branches in conjunction with the three-line magic. What chilled others the most was the poison controlled by his consciousness. Wherever he went, the poison controlled by his consciousness might be secretly left behind, or hidden underground.
Use the "Quicksand Technique" to activate, or use the "Cloud and Rain Technique" to activate in the air, or use the "Wind Blade Technique" to activate in the wind. As long as the opponent accidentally stands where he is walking, if the consciousness does not carefully detect whether there is
As long as the remaining magical power exists, it only takes a little bit, a trace, to quickly activate the poison controlled by the consciousness, and the next moment will be the opponent's unlucky moment.
Li Yan also summed up a set of attack techniques. As soon as he entered the battle platform, he would quickly fly around in the battle platform for several times, causing the opponent to scold him for being shameless. He didn't know where Li Yan left a secret door.
In this way, they must always turn on the protective aura, release their spiritual consciousness, and always pay attention to whether they have entered the area where Li Yan has walked. They can also store toxins in other areas, but they cannot activate them remotely.
It will evaporate on its own in a short time, unless they cast a huge amount of poison to cover the entire battlefield, but they don't have that much magic power.
These monks who were fighting against Li Yan had to capture Li Yan as soon as possible while turning on their protective spiritual light and spiritual consciousness. Otherwise, all their spiritual power would be exhausted in just a few hours. But Li Yan used the You Dou Plus method.
With the way of protection, the headache-inducing rain curtain could not be penetrated for a moment. However, Li Yan's magic power was greatly inconsistent with his realm. Several tenth-level junior and middle-level monks relied on their deep magic power to come up with a powerful blast.
Lingbao and Immortal Techniques all came out, trying to knock Li Yan down in just a few encounters, but apart from the formidable Rain Curtain, Li Yan only had to use the Slippery, Earth Escape Technique, and Quicksand Technique alternately. You
Don't dare to get too close yet.
The Buli Peak cultivator just now was also in the middle of the tenth level. After he used a powerful magic spell, he was embarrassedly resisted by Li Yan. The insect cloud was also resisted by Li Yan's earth-type yellow sand, but there were a few.
ten
A Gu insect passed through, but in the end it fell paralyzed in the rain and fell to the ground into a big pile of gray matter. In the end, it was not that the monk did not want to release the body-protecting aura and drive more insect clouds, but that all the people in the battle platform
Li Yan had walked through the area in his memory, and he had no more spiritual power and consciousness. Therefore, in the end, although he had warning signs in his heart, he was already weak and empty, and he was still poisoned by the control of Li Yan's consciousness.
The foundation-building monks who monitor the station already know that as long as they are poisoned, they can announce that the game is over, and they will appear on the field as soon as possible to knock this person out.
Now that monks from various peaks saw Li Yan, they paid more attention to him and many people scolded him for being shameless. However, no one was sure that they could kill Li Yan in just a few encounters, unless they were foundation-building monks.
But what they don't know is that in fact, there are only two kinds of toxins in Li Yan's Twelve Middle Schools that can be controlled through spiritual consciousness. One is to deal with Zhou Guan'er's poison, which causes people to lose their minds and turn their eyes pure white, attacking all living things in sight.
He named it "Brows and Eyes Conveying Love", which made the monks who heard the name of this poison in the future feel that Li Yan was even more shameless. The other name was "Singing All the Way". This poison was tested by Li Yan earlier on the platform behind Xiaozhu Peak.
It can penetrate into the interior along the stems and leaves of plants and the pores of the human body, liquefying the trunks of plants and animals from the inside out, and finally turning into a puddle of black water. But this poison is too overbearing, and Li Yan was in this competition
He had never dared to use it. He was afraid that if he used it, the other party might die before the golden elixir cultivator could wait. However, he did not know how to detoxify and could not relieve the other party in time.
Li Changting kicked the ground under his feet, and from time to time his smooth, white and round calves were exposed from the hem of his robe. "This kid is interesting. He even failed in the mid-tenth level of Dingzhi. Junior Sister Min, I think he may catch up with Wuyi from my family in the future."
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Zhao Min felt a chill in his heart, and thought to himself, "You are just like your aunt, you speak without any reservation, especially the way your aunt looks at Wei Zhongran."
She looked at Li Changting, "Senior Sister Li, that boy is not as good as Li Wuyi, and he is not ruthless enough. Li Wuyi participated in the Qi Condensation Stage competition for the first time, and a few of his men were not seriously injured. But I really hope that boy
If he can participate in the Wheel of Life and Death, then maybe he can give it a try." Zhao Min always felt that Li Yan had many methods that he didn't use, and maybe after using them, even if he reached the tenth level of the Qi Condensation Stage, he might not be able to get away with it.
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"Yes, yes, no one in my family is a man. I like his hypocrisy the most."
Zhao Min was speechless for a while, and his body trembled.
The moon sets and the sun rises, and another two days pass. When the huge moon rises to the zenith, the competition comes to its final moment. At this time, there are still one hundred and forty monks, many of whom have just fought.
Two or three games, either win or lose.
Li Yan looked at the blue light on the blue screen and slowly condensed into two lines of words "thirty-three" versus "four hundred and five", and listened to the sound of "Signed, seventeen battle stages, thirty-three versus four hundred and five" in his ears.
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This chapter has been completed!