In the mountains and forests around Luoxing Lake, among the pavilions and terraces, there are shadowy figures of monks, numbering in the thousands.
An auspicious cloud floats in the sky, and above the cloud is a vermillion-colored pavilion.
Several monks were sitting in the pavilion, overlooking the entire Luoxing Lake.
The monks below have already recognized that this is the Xu family's Fuyun Immortal House.
The founding of the Xu family and thousands of years ago.
The ancestor was once a true disciple of the Yuan Demon Palace of the Demonic Talisman Sect, and he had perfected the Taoist foundation. After his attempt to reach the Golden Core realm failed, and the path was blocked, he devoted himself to cultivating the family and passing down the bloodline for thousands of years.
The Xu family clings to the towering tree of the Demonic Talisman Sect. Through the generations of management, there are always disciples who join the sect, from the outer sect to the inner sect, and then to the true sect.
The family gradually became prosperous.
It is a pity that for thousands of years, no tribesman has been able to cultivate the golden elixir.
There are many cultivation families like the Xu family in the Demon Talisman Sect.
The Ning family is the same, but the inheritance is longer. Their ancestors once practiced Jindan, and their foundation is deeper than that of the Xu family.
The two families had a feud for three hundred years, and they repaid each other and fought for decades. No one could do anything to the other. On the contrary, the two families were almost exterminated because of it... In the end, a Jindan from the Demonic Talisman Sect couldn't stand it anymore and personally came forward to mediate and settled the matter.
A life and death battle that happens every ten years.
The descendants of both families worked hard and gradually prospered.
But the blood feud is getting deeper and deeper.
During this decisive battle, the Xu family sent two people to watch the battle.
Elders Xu Lijian and Xu Lihe.
As usual, the patriarch should come forward in person. But at this moment, the old patriarch of the Xu family seemed to be too lazy to even put on a show.
The two elders are both late-stage Taoist practitioners, each at the seventh or eighth level. They are accompanied by several young juniors. They are currently sitting in the Fuyun Immortal House, waiting for the decisive battle to begin.
They had only one mission on this trip, which was to collect the body of Taoist Xu.
In the void opposite Fuyun Immortal House, there is also a beautiful flying boat. There are six or seven people standing on the boat, all of them are Taoist masters with extraordinary magnanimity.
This is a visitor from the Ning family.
The head of the Ning family didn't come either.
In the past hundred years, this is the only decision that has no suspense.
On the Ning family's flying boat, a beautiful woman wearing a floor-length dress smiled and said: "The Xu family is so stupid this time. In order to save a few fairy seedlings, they resorted to such shameless methods. It's time to set some rules with them today.
In future battles, young monks will dominate, and the age gap between the two monks should not exceed a hundred years."
"Then Taoist Xu is also pitiful. I heard that the Xu family sent out four Taoist elders to force them to cast the life and death Gu."
Another person said happily.
The beautiful woman Ning Shuang's beautiful eyes drifted and she said with a smile: "The fact that Xu Daoren fell at the hands of nephew Dao Yu is not in vain. In the future, when talking about nephew Dao Yu, he will be mentioned a few words."
Another Taoist master of the Ning family nodded and said: "Dao Yu is extremely talented, not inferior to Dao Zhen. He is expected to become the second true disciple of my Ning family in the Flame Demon Palace in the future."
"Yes, my Ning family has hope for great prosperity, but looking at his Xu family, hehe..."
Several people chatted easily and had full confidence in Ning Daoyu.
By the Falling Star Lake.
At the foot of Longji Mountain, there is an open space. Seven people from Zhao Mengyuan stood solemnly, looking into the distance.
"Sister Mengyuan, what do you think Elder Xu has to say about his chances of winning?"
One person spoke.
"I don't know." Zhao Mengyuan seemed to be in no mood to speak.
"Oh, I hope that the Youmo Hanblade can chop Mr. Ning to death. Even if it can't be hacked to death, it can at least chop him half to death. Only then can I have the hope of revenge after I have cultivated the foundation of Taoism."
…
On the other side, Qin Shuyi and Lian'er stood on a huge rock, looking at Luoxing Lake in the distance.
"Sister Qin, I heard that the outer sect Zhao Mengyuan gave Taoist Xu a top-quality magic weapon. Will it pose a threat to the young master?"
Lian'er said anxiously.
Qin Shuyi held a jade flute and said: "Such a magic weapon may be of some use, but the best magic weapon is still a little inferior after all... I just didn't expect that Zhao Mengyuan would have such courage, knowing that he couldn't do it but doing it
, this woman is worthy of admiration."
"I heard that Zhao Mengyuan is not only one of the four beauties of the outer sect, but also ranks fourth among the top ten disciples of the outer sect. I think it won't be long before she will enter the inner sect."
Lian'er said with admiration.
"Yes, I wonder which of the five meridians she will choose in the future?"
As Qin Shuyi said this, she thought of herself. If she advanced to the Taoist level and became a Taoist companion of Ning Gongzi, she would also take the opportunity to seek a place as an inner disciple.
It would be better if we could go to the Ice Demon Palace...
"Sister Qin, you are playing the flute to help the young master today. I wonder if you have chosen a piece of music?" Lian'er looked around, suddenly thought of another thing, and thought about it.
Qin Shuyi was about to speak when she saw a flash of fire in the sky, and a tall and tall figure appeared above Luoxing Lake.
"coming!"
There was a commotion among the spectators.
Ning Daoyu's feet landed on the lake, as if they were stepping on flat ground.
He has a majestic figure, tall, and a Chinese-character face. Although he is not handsome, he is extremely masculine and gives people a feeling of fortitude and integrity.
Today he was wearing a red armor, with mysterious runes engraved on each armor leaf. The entire armor exuded blazing heat, seeming to ignite the surrounding air and distort his vision.
This is the standard equipment for the inner monks of the Flame Demon Palace, the Flame Demon Armor.
Grade: The best magic weapon.
Therefore, Qin Shuyi would say that even if the top-quality magical weapon was given to Taoist Xu, it would still be inferior.
After Ning Daoyu appeared, he stood motionless on the lake, as if in trance, waiting patiently for his opponent to arrive.
In the sky.
Inside the Floating Cloud Immortal House.
Xu Lihe, who had both white beard and hair, stroked his long beard with his hand, looked at Ning Daoyu below with complicated eyes, and sighed softly: "Among the three or four generations of my Xu family, no one can compete with this man."
Xu Lijian then sighed: "This is just Ning Daoyu. There is another Ning Daozhen in the Ning family. That person is disappointing. Maybe, a hundred years from now, the Ning family will have a golden elixir."
The children of the Xu family behind the two men were all silent.
In this decisive battle, one of them should have come forward...
"Li Ming is old. Over the years, he has been attached to mundane things and has no thought of cultivation and no regard for his family. In this disaster, he can still contribute to the family."
Xu Lihe said calmly.
Xu Lijian glanced at the juniors of the Xu family and said thoughtfully: "What about the next decisive battle?"
Xu Lihe was speechless for a moment.
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Three poles in the sun.
A ray of light flew out from Longji Mountain, turned in the air, and landed on Luo Xing Lake.
Taoist in gray robe.
Xu Liming.
Luo Xing Lake, with thousands of monks in a radius of ten miles, suddenly fell silent.
All eyes were focused on the two people on the lake.
"Sorry, I overslept."
Pang Yue raised his hand to Ning Daoyu.
"It doesn't matter, Ning will send Brother Taoist on his way now!"
Ning Daoyu said expressionlessly.
The next moment, red flames burst out from his body, and then with a flash of red flames, he pressed towards Pang Yue!
He was so intolerant of words that he would take action without even saying a word.
Moreover, as soon as you start, you go all out!
Pang Yue felt that he was being stared at by an ancient beast, and huge spiritual pressure was applied overwhelmingly, giving him the unavoidable idea of avoiding it.
When Ning Daoyu appeared three feet in front of Pang Yue, he punched out.
It's like the giant fist of the ancient demon god, coming through the air!
Powerful Flame Demon Fist!
One of the seven magical powers of the Flame Demon Palace.
In an instant, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the surrounding area was evacuated extremely arrogantly, and converged on the light of this punch!
An astonishing high temperature emanated from the fist, causing a large area of Luoxing Lake to boil.
There is no doubt that with this punch, even a mountain can be broken and melted.
At this moment, everyone watching the battle sighed in their hearts.
As expected of Ning Daoyu, the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength!
With such a cultivation level and such a character, he deserves to be called a genius.
The black light flashed in Pang Yue's hand, and a long black knife appeared.
Ghost Cold Blade.
The golden light on his body flashed away, and the sword slashed forward, hitting Ning Dao Yu's fist in the center.
Zheng!
A sound of metal and gold echoed in all directions.
The cold blue light and the red firelight collided fiercely, making a continuous sound of explosions.
"good!"
Ning Daoyu shouted loudly and punched repeatedly, and hundreds of fist shadows were thrown towards Pang Yue.
ashore.
Zhao Mengyuan's heart tightened, and there was a look on her face that she couldn't bear to look at. She turned her head slightly, not daring to look any further.
No one can experience the pressure of facing hundreds of powerful Flame Demon Fists.
Like a landslide and a tsunami, each punch contains extreme heat and tremendous force, and is as fast as thunder, hitting him head-on and face-to-face.
Pang Yue's heart is like a flat lake, reflecting everything.
The experience accumulated in countless PKs in the game in his previous life made him extremely clear-headed and calm at the moment.
The long sword in his hand slashed freely and easily.
The power contained in each sword is just right.
The sword light bloomed, and it could withstand the fist light all over the sky.
After this fight, he already clearly understood the difference between the original owner and Ning Daoyu.
The fundamental reason is that the two people practice different skills, which leads to a huge gap in the quality of their magic power.
The Dragon Elephant Subduing Demon Fist Sutra practiced by the original master is just a Dao-based perfection technique.
The Flame Demon Realm that Ning Daoyu cultivates is derived from the "Secret Code of Chaos and Mysterious Demonic Talisman", and is expected to break through to the realm of Yuanshen!
Comparing the two, they are like heaven and earth!
Therefore, under the same realm, Ning Daoyu's magic power is stronger, vaster, higher quality, more lethal, and more mysterious.
Ning Daoyu's powerful Flame Demon Fist was like a roaring wave, forcefully trying to submerge Pang Yue and kill him.
But he was surprised to find that his punch was easily broken and eliminated by his opponent.
He thought that this move would determine the outcome, but his expression suddenly became serious.
The Taoist Xu in front of him is not as unbearable as the rumors say...
Above the sky, the expressions of the Taoist monks from the Ning and Xu families also changed at this moment. They no longer cared about small talk, and everyone was focused on the two fighting men.
On Luo Xing Lake, the red flames all over the sky suddenly rolled back and gathered on top of a tall and tall figure.
Ning Daoyu put his hands behind his back, his armor flashed with aura, and his momentum was like a volcano about to erupt.
"Good sword skills!"
Opposite him, Pang Yue stood with a sword in his hand, but the Youmo Cold Blade in his hand was twisted and deformed, with many cracks broken into pieces, and the blade was full of traces of melting.
A top-quality magic weapon was wasted just like this.
Pang Yue put away his sword and looked at his opponent calmly.
Although the quality of his magic power is not as good as his opponent's, his understanding of the Dragon Elephant Subduing Demon Fist Sutra far exceeds Ning Daoyu's understanding of the Flame Demon Art.
