Early the next morning, the geniuses from all major regions gathered in Qingdi Pond.

The liquor in Jiang Daoming's gourd has been replaced again, and this time he went to drink it himself.

Everything is still the same in Qingdi Pond, with three thousand peach trees, peach blossoms in full bloom, and the fragrance of flowers is pleasant.

Cyan light filled the air, and the Holy Maiden of the Blue Emperor was clothed in cyan light, bathing in endless vitality.

Although I saw the Saint of the Blue Emperor last night, seeing her again this time gave me an unprecedented sense of amazement.

The rich vitality, dressed in fine clothes, wearing a crown, and clothes embroidered with flowers patterns, is full of infinite vitality.

What's more important is that Saintess Qinghuang is also a powerful person in the late stage of Heavenly Immortality!

The geniuses present do not have any inferiority complex.

The reason why the Holy Maiden of the Green Emperor was able to stay one step ahead was because she had obtained the Qi of the Green Emperor.

If they have the chance, they will catch up soon.

"Welcome to Qinghuang and participate in the Holy Ceremony." The voice of the Saint of Qinghuang was soft, like a pair of girl's hands caressing her heart: "Everything remains the same this time, civil and military fighting."

"The winner can make a request to the Qinghuang Holy Land. Even if he reaches for the stars and the moon, he can satisfy it."

In the past, Jiang Daoming might have admired his ability to reach for the stars and the moon, but now, with his ability, it is not difficult to reach for the stars and the moon.

Ordinary stars are just in the mortal world like China, but now he can blow them up with one palm.

As the Qinghuang Holy Maiden finished speaking, disciples from the Qinghuang Holy Land presented melons, fruits and drinks.

Jiang Daoming and Li Xuanqing, monk Shiming, sat together.

Looking at the lotus flowers and three thousand peach trees in Qingdi Pond is a pretty sight.

"Is there still a literary struggle? Can't you make poems and songs?" Jiang Daoming asked: "In that case, wouldn't Brother Xuan Qing be able to capture him?"

After all, he is a descendant of Li Taibai? Is that really not possible? Memorizing three hundred Tang poems is enough.

Li Xuanqing smiled bitterly and said: "The master of the palace is really good at joking. This literary fight? Isn't it just a fight? It's just a discussion of the level of martial arts and breaking moves."

Jiang Daoming understands? In this literary fight, one party makes a move? One party breaks the move? If you can't break it, you will admit defeat and you won't get hurt.

"This is a test of talent. Wen Dou's move can only take up to a quarter of an hour." Monk Shi Ming said.

If you can't think of a way to defeat the opponent's tricks within a quarter of an hour, you have to admit defeat.

Jiang Daoming nodded and said, "It's interesting."

"The palace master is moved?" Li Xuanqing asked.

"No." Jiang Daoming shook his head.

He doesn't need any fighting, nor does he need to think of ways to defeat his moves.

What he knows is that if one slap is not enough, he will give him another one.

If the Immortal Execution Palm can't kill him? Then use the God-Destroying Seal. But if the God-Destroying Seal doesn't work? Go directly to the Dragon Elephant Heavenly Thunder.

So far, in the realm of immortals? I haven't met anyone who can withstand the dragon-elephant thunder.

Drinking strong wine, watching the geniuses from various regions begin to compete. Some came to fight first? They rushed to the sky to fight.

Holy Son Xuantian and a genius fell on the lotus leaves of Qingdi Pond and started fighting.

Immortal light filled the air and the light was bright. Holy Son Xuantian used Xuantian's secret skill to let the opponent break it.

The geniuses of all the major forces, those who came this time, even if they are not the Holy Son, are still close to the Holy Son.

Saint Qinghuang left. After announcing the rules, she did not stay long.

Jiang Daoming drank strong wine and watched their competition. He was a little looking forward to it at first, but after watching it, he felt that it was not interesting.

There is a huge gap between these saint sons and geniuses and him.

The strongest one is only in the middle stage of the Celestial Being, and he has already been able to kill the peak Celestial Being.

Watching them compete, it felt like watching children dancing with swords.

"An Yuyi, please ask the palace master to break the move."

There was a soft drink, and An Yuyi came to Qingdi Pond in the air and looked at Jiang Daoming provocatively.

The great geniuses looked surprised, An Yuyi actually asked Jiang Daoming to recruit him?

They all saw Jiang Daoming take action last night.

Bingxuan, who was in the early stage of being an immortal, didn't even have the ability to do anything in front of Jiang Daoming.

Jiang Daoming frowned slightly, rose up in the air, landed on a lotus in Qingdi Pond, and said indifferently: "You are not the opponent of my master, why do you invite me?"

"I am indeed no match for the Palace Master, but I have never been defeated by the Yin and Yang Qi of the Golden-winged Dapeng."

An Yuyi said proudly: "I would like to know how the master of the palace can break the two qi of yin and yang, and also the five-color divine light!"

"Ha." Jiang Daoming chuckled and said: "Then the master of this palace would like to ask, how do you defeat the master of myths, the Supreme Taoist, who can transform the three pure beings with one breath?"

"Can the master of the palace transform the three pure beings into one qi?" An Yuyi frowned and said, "Moreover, the five-color divine light may not be weaker than the three qing dynasties that can be transformed into one qi."

"Then why do you ask, how can I, the master of this palace, break your Yin and Yang Qi and your five-color divine light?" Jiang Daoming said indifferently.

"What do you mean, Lord?" An Yuyi said in a deep voice.

"It depends on who has the magical power." Jiang Daoming said calmly: "The eighteen dragon elephants of this palace master are enough for your yin and yang energy."

"The palace master is confident, can you dare to suppress your strength and give it a try?" An Yuyi's expression was slightly condensed.

Jiang Daoming shook his head slightly and said, "Not interested."

"The master of the palace doesn't dare anymore?" An Yuyi said anxiously.

"The gap between you and this palace master is too big." Jiang Daoming stretched out his finger and said, "Your opponent is not my palace master."

An Yuyi's face looked ugly. Jiang Daoming's words were obvious. She, An Yuyi, was completely unqualified to be Jiang Daoming's opponent.

Suppress strength?

To what extent is it suppressed to the level of immortality?

Jiang Daoming has no interest in suppressing his strength and playing with An Yuyi.

If it were a great demon at the pinnacle of immortality, he would still be somewhat interested.

An Yuyi was defeated when he was a human immortal. Now that he is at the peak of the earth immortal, he has reached the point where he needs An Yuyi to look up to him.

"Arrogant!" An Yuyi gritted her teeth.

Jiang Daoming looked indifferent and returned to his seat.

The geniuses around were silent. Jiang Daoming said this not only to An Yuyi, but also to them.

No one here can rival Jiang Daoming, not even the Holy Son level!

"Palace Master, your words are so hurtful." Li Xuanqing muttered, "I'm afraid An Yuyi will be pissed off by you."

"If you are so angry, you should go back and practice hard. When you are capable, you can then seek help from the master of this palace to save your face." Jiang Daoming said calmly.

"Amitabha, this Buddha has gone." Monk Shiming rose in the air, picked an opponent, and went to fight in the Qingdi Pond.

Li Xuanqing was also moved. He also wanted to compete with these geniuses. Even if he failed, he could still improve.

Jiang Daoming was sitting alone, drinking strong wine, feeling a little bored.

This method of fighting requires finding the opponent's weaknesses, which is very troublesome. When it comes to a real life-and-death fight, there is never enough time to think.

If the difference in strength is too big, even if you know the weakness, you can't do anything to stop the opponent.

However, this method is indeed suitable for people like them who are not very different from each other to practice.

"Palace Master, the fifth elder invites you."

A Qinghuang disciple arrived and said respectfully.

Jiang Daoming stood up and said: "It just so happened that the master of this palace also found it boring, so he went to see the fifth elder."
Chapter completed!