In his eyes filled with the energy of the Nine Ghosts, Jiang Li could see that even after suffering such a severe blow and destroying his central nervous system, Ding Chuyi's soul still had no intention of leaving his body.

His hands and feet were still waving in vain, and he persevered in trying to continue attacking Jiang Li.

When things have reached this point, even a blind person can already see that something is wrong.

Where can I still be considered a human being?

This situation is simply much more evil and weird than zombies, ghosts and the like!

"Elder Situ, why don't you explain it?"

Shushan Sword Cultivator, who has always been the leader of the righteous path and always flaunts his behavior based on human morality, also showed the magnanimity of the first sect in Dazhong Mountain and took the lead in questioning the opponent.

It's just that this time, Bailian Mountain seems to no longer intend to give face to Shushan, the number one sect.

"Master Wei Feng, I don't understand what you mean. My disciples fight and compete with each other normally. Is there any explanation for this?"

Situ Tingxin just pretended to be confused. Since he dared to use such methods in the ring, he was not afraid of others finding out.

With the size of Bailian Mountain, even if there is a little bit of filth, it will be "forgiven" by the world.

"You call this a normal battle of skills?"

"You know better than anyone what is going on with your disciples! How is Bailian Mountain any different from the Demon Sect if you do this to your disciples?"

Elder Wei glared at him, but it was obvious that he had not scolded someone on the street for hundreds of years, so he was not very good at such verbal things.

It doesn't sound painful to say it.

"Master Wei Feng is overly worried. I never thought that some of my disciples are practicing magic skills secretly."

"Master Wei and everyone, please rest assured. Once the competition is over, I will definitely investigate the matter personally and severely punish the disciples involved."

Situ Tingxin obviously knew this very well. With a single word, he put the responsibility on his disciples, completely killing himself and his sect.

"Huh? What a pity. It seems that the disciple was afraid of the sect's punishment and has chosen to commit suicide. Master Wei Feng should also be satisfied."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Chuyi was pierced by a wooden thorn and strung up in the air. His whole body swelled up as if he was blowing up a balloon.

Then, before anyone else could react, the body that had bulged into a ball exploded violently!

The septic blood mist and flesh fragments carrying strong toxins instantly enveloped the entire arena. Even if he died, this guy actually wanted to give Jiang Li a fatal final blow!

"Situ Tingxin! You!"

"Hmph! You, Bai Lian Mountain, had better leave me alone and take care of yourself!"

"The challenge is over, go down and save people!"

Peak Master Wei is absolutely sure that Bailian Mountain is causing trouble, but he has no evidence. From a standpoint, it is indeed impossible for him to let his sect and Bailian Mountain directly go to war over such a thing.

In this regard, the only thing we can do is to say something to ourselves, and then ask the medical practitioners present to rush to the scene to save people.

"I don't need to worry about it, Master Wei. You should take care of your own affairs in Shushan first."

Situ Ting smiled inwardly, and what he said meant something. Elder Wei felt something was wrong in his heart, but he did not delve into it.

On Jiang Li's side, he was not feeling well at this time either.

Facts have proven that suicide attacks are always the most troublesome type.

Because the enemy didn't take it into consideration and used all possible means!

Ding Chuyi, a mere ordinary disciple in the late stage of Qi training, was most likely the type who relied on low-level elixirs.

Others are not like Jiang Li, who can retain his condition permanently after taking the elixir once.

If most people want to quickly improve their cultivation level through those ordinary elixirs that are not too expensive, they can only take them in large amounts over a long period of time.

But Jiang Li knew very well how troublesome the erysipelas and other side effects accumulated from this were.

Originally, this kind of opponent should be something he could destroy easily, and could not and should not cause him any trouble.

But in fact, this Ding Chuyi is just a tool, a medium!

Across him, Jiang Li was actually playing a game with the alchemists from Bailian Mountain.

From the five internal organs elixir fire at the beginning, to the fire poison blood sword after getting close, to the blood poison self-destruction at the end, these are the killing moves that the alchemists of Bailian Mountain worked hard to insert into Na Ding Chuyi's body.

Any killing move here can easily kill a foundation-building monk.

Especially the last self-destruction, the power is really amazing.

At this time, in the arena shrouded in blood mist, a huge wooden dragon was coiling motionless on the arena.

It's just that the wooden dragon's body is also covered in pits and bruises. Apparently it was just enlightened and used as a shield.

Before the self-destruction just now, Ding Chuyi's body showed signs of expansion for a very short period of time.

Jiang Li, who had never completely let down his guard, reacted immediately.

Use some magic to create a wooden dragon and protect yourself.

Then the next moment, a violent explosion occurred.

The power of that kind of explosion far exceeds the combined energy of a monk in the Qi refining stage. Even Jiang Li's wooden dragon cannot completely resist it!

There were several pains all over his body.

It turned out to be several sharp bone fragments, wrapped in the self-destruction shock wave, penetrating the wooden dragon and hitting him.

After the broken bone hit Jiang Li, it bounced back and fell to the ground.

But although the defense was clearly not broken, the violent toxin actually penetrated the defense and a little bit of it touched Jiang Li's skin.

Although the clean state was wiped off his body in the next second, Jiang Li was still in a poisoned state that deducted 20 points of life per second.

With Jiang Li's resistance, he could be poisoned, which shows how terrifying the toxin attached to the bones of the medicine man is.

I don’t know how Ding Chuyi was able to bear such a poison before. If it were an ordinary monk, he would turn into a pool of blood in minutes.

After getting rid of the slight discomfort that made him, Jiang Li reached out and patted the wooden dragon protecting him.

Under the infusion of Nine Ghost Qi, the surface of the Demon Wood Dragon, whose surface had been corroded by the blood mist to the point of being horrific, quickly regrown the missing parts.

Immediately, the ferocious dragon's head was raised, its mouth opened, and a gloomy wind swept out from it.

This is the Yin Feng technique that Jiang Li performed by borrowing the mouth of the wooden dragon.

Jiang Li always casts spells without paying attention to consumption. The turbulent wind kept blowing the entire arena, and the thick blood mist was blown away into the distance, corroding a layer of the ground in a large area nearby.

The septic blood mist that kept drifting away forced several medical cultivators who came near the arena, including Senior Sister Qiyu, who wanted to rescue him, to stay away.

It wasn't until the elders of the Huichun Hall cast the Cloud and Rain Technique, turning a dark cloud with a wave of their hands, and a local heavy rain fell in this area, that the troublesome septic blood mist was finally washed away.

The winding wooden dragon spread out automatically, revealing Jiang Li standing among them.

Fortunately, Jiang Li was unhurt so far. This made everyone in the Sutra Valley finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Jiang Li raised his hands to the sky and saluted, then jumped onto Mu Long's head with a slight leap.

The huge wooden dragon can't actually fly, but it swims upwards in circles on the winding mountain stairs, and its speed is not slow.

The opportunity for the five people to challenge has ended. It is also the Qi refining period. No fool would design such a stupid rule that requires defeating hundreds of people in a row to reach the top.

So there is no obstacle to the stairs above.

And the height of this mountain climb is obviously not something worth mentioning for Jiang Li.

Not long after, Jiang Li, who was stepping on the wooden dragon, had reached the top of the mountain.

Thin clouds and mist were lingering around him. Looking at the already very small crowd at the foot of the mountain, Jiang Li could not help but feel a little arrogant.

Seeing this vast scene overlooking the vastness, some people will recite poems and paint to express their emotions, some will forget their worries and cares, and some will think of some unrealistic ambitions.

Mine! Mine! Sooner or later, everything in front of you will be mine!

And that emotion seemed to inspire a few drops of dragon blood in his body. While the blood in his body was boiling slightly, the wooden dragon under his feet also experienced some inexplicable changes.

There seemed to be a little more agility in those eyes lit by spiritual energy.

Ang! Roar!

A loud dragon roar with the texture of wood, thick and penetrating roared out from the mouth of the wooden dragon.

The unique frequency vibrates the air into the distance.

The voice seemed to come from distant antiquity. It was quiet and shocking, and had the power to directly touch people's hearts.

This heralded the birth of Jiang Li's first wood demon, and also announced that Jiang Li had ascended to the highest stage of the Hundred Battles ladder.

"So...is that a dragon?"

"Lord Jiang Li actually rode a dragon to the top of the mountain! Is he... the reincarnation of a god?"

The monks at the foot of the mountain were in an uproar, and were greatly shocked by the wooden dragon at Jiang Li's feet and the dragon's roar just now.

It is suspected that the ancient true dragon has reappeared, coupled with Jiang Li's extremely strong strength and talent.

Not to mention casual cultivators, even many unsophisticated sect disciples couldn't help but have such suspicions.

Could Jiang Li really be the reincarnation of some ancient immortal Buddha? In this world of immortality, it is really not impossible.

The image of the Demonic Wood Dragon is really too similar to the legendary real dragon.
To be continued...