[69 Book Bar - www.] Everyone in the stands stood up and looked at Jian Wuhen under the holy light. The aura on Jian Wuhen was increasing without limit, doubling, tripling,
Ten times, a hundred times! Yes, the strength of a small saint is at least a hundred times that of the semi-saint realm. According to this form, everyone feels that there is no chance. This golden elixir monk cannot kill the real holy realm power.
"That's not right. The rules for participating in the competition are those below the Saint Realm. Now that Jian Wuhen has been promoted to the Saint Realm, he is not qualified to continue the competition. The champion is the monk. Everyone, tell me, isn't it!" A spectator was in the stands.
He shouted loudly, waking up the dreamer. All the people who had bet on Yang Quan were making a fuss at this moment. If they don't support Yang Quan, their bets will probably be in vain.
For a moment, the entire stand was boiling, and everyone's shouts echoed in the void. The organizer, Mojianmen, also noticed.
"Jian Wuhen was indeed at the peak of the Semi-Saint realm when he participated in the competition. He did not violate the rules of the competition at all. As for his promotion to the holy realm at this moment, he was promoted during the competition and did not violate the rules. The competition continues.
Proceed!" A sound like a bell echoed in the void, and the noise of the crowd was suppressed. This was the voice of the head of the Sword Grinding Sect, making a judgment on the fairness of the competition.
"This?" Everyone couldn't calm down anymore, they were all dumbfounded. They looked at each other, extremely annoyed. In fact, what they cared about was not Yang Quan, but their bet.
"No! Look, this person has been promoted to the Holy Realm, but there is no Holy Infant!"
"Really, he really doesn't have a Holy Infant. Could it be that he is a clone of the Holy Infant of some saint?"
"It's possible that, judging from his appearance, he looks somewhat similar to a local saint!" A local young saint looked at him carefully and said doubtfully.
"Which saint?" everyone asked.
"Jian Xiaoxie Saint, the head of the Evil Sword Sect!"
"Jian Xiaoxie? Jian Wuhen? Isn't this clear? It's over, our bet!" Many people sat down helplessly.
"But you don't know that many years ago, Jian Xiaoxie's Holy Infant had reached the realm of Saint, and this person was a Semi-Saint before. This is the reason why I dare not say for sure!" The Little Saint continued to explain.
"It's not surprising. I heard that some of the powerful Holy Infant clones of the Holy Lord were destroyed in the fighting, but luckily they retained the infant soul. As long as the infant soul is retained, the Holy Infant can be re-condensed. It just costs money.
A long time and many treasures of heaven and earth! Presumably, this Jian Wuxie is the reunited Holy Infant, and has passed through the Holy Tribulation before participating in the competition. At the moment of success, the realm was sealed with a secret method. At this moment
Open the seal, and the Holy Light will naturally come to you!" The old man was indeed well-informed, and his words cleared up everyone's doubts.
"This Jian Xiaoxie really put all his effort into it. Does he care about the rewards of the sword-sharpening competition because he is a saint?"
"It's hard to say, the reward for the first place is very generous, a supreme holy sword, the holy sword refined by the first place in the weapon refining competition, do you think he can't be tempted? It's not just him, I think there are many
All the saints and powerful men want to get this reward!"
"The competition rewards are certainly very important, but they are not the main purpose. According to the information I received, someone bribed Jian Wuhen, and the main purpose is to kill this Jindan monk!" An insider revealed the inside story.
"It's over, it's completely over, I'm going to lose everything this time!" After hearing the news, many people looked at the ring with sad faces.
The holy light dissipated, and Jian Wuhen's realm stopped steadily at the peak of the Little Saint. The holy power in his body was extremely majestic. Yang Quan looked at Jian Wuhen in front of him, with a hint of solemnity in his eyes. If
It's okay that Jian Wuhen is the original deity, but he doesn't have the Holy Infant. In other words, which saint is the powerful Holy Infant? This is troublesome, because the Holy Infant clone and the original deity are spiritually connected, and it is easy to
He can borrow the power of this deity, but at this moment, Yang Quan is not sure that he can compete with the power of the holy deity.
boom!
There was a loud noise. Before everyone was astonished, a blue light fell from the sky and ran straight into Jian Wuhen's body. Suddenly there was a loud noise, and Jian Wuhen's domineering aura was released. The powerful aura shocked Yang Quan next to him.
I can't open my eyes. Yes, under the influence of the blue light, Jian Wuhen was promoted again and reached the realm of the Great Sage. Moreover, the blue light just started to fall not long ago. It must last for a longer time. At this rate, Jian Wuhen
Wuhen is bound to become so powerful that Yang Quan cannot shake him.
Everyone opened their mouths. If they still had a sense of luck just now, after seeing Jian Wuhen promoted to the Great Sage, they have dispelled this sense of luck. In their opinion, the Golden Pill monk defeated the Great Sage.
Realm, that is completely impossible.
Yang Quan looked at the boundless falling blue light and verified his idea. He had seen this before when he was on Earth. The president of the Cultivation Association had done this. He absorbed the power and enlightenment experience of the deity and was promoted in an instant.
A realm, because there is no calamity for promotion within the holy realm. Only those who transcend the ordinary and become saints and become immortals will have calamity. However, there is no calamity for promotion within the holy realm. As long as you have enough savings and understand it,
You can be promoted.
Buzz! Bang!
While Yang Quan was meditating, Jian Wuhen was promoted again, from the realm of the Great Sage to the realm of the Holy King. After all, he had already reached the realm of the Holy Lord before, and it was destroyed and rebuilt now, so he was familiar with the journey.
They were desperate. The spectators were desperate. When Jian Wuhen was promoted to the realm of the Great Sage, they gave up their luck. At this moment, they were completely desperate. Even the organizer of the Sword Sharpening Sect was a little moved.
In the finals of the competition, a Saint King-level player will fight against a Golden Core cultivator. If the situation is not handled properly, public outrage will be hard to quell, and the sword-sharpening competition will be ruined.
"Do you think you still have a chance of winning now?" Jian Wuhen said coldly while receiving the power of this deity and looking at Yang Quan with contempt.
"I don't know, this is the truth, because I have never fought against the Holy King Realm, but I can give it a try!" Yang Quan said with a calm and leisurely tone, neither humble nor arrogant.
"Hahahaha! I heard the most ridiculous joke in the world. If you are trying to compete with the Holy King realm with the Golden Core realm, you are trying to compete with the Holy King realm. You are trying to overestimate your own capabilities! Then open your dog eyes and see clearly. What now?" Jian Wuhen
He said through gritted teeth, and suddenly his body banged again, and his breath was released again. Yang Quan was shocked by this breath and retreated repeatedly.
Yes, Jian Wuhen has been promoted again, reaching the realm of the Holy Lord, which is the same level as his original self. Compared with the previous time when he just entered the finals, his strength has improved by at least a thousand times. However, Yang Quan is also confused. If he only relies on his true self
, there is no way to be promoted back to the original state so quickly. The only explanation is that someone gave his deity an initiation, and then transferred the power from the initiation to him through his deity and his telepathy.
It must be him who is so swift and violent, and the sword-loving saint must be him. It is very likely that he is not the only one, and there should be other saints who can help.
"There is no suspense in this battle. If a powerful Holy Lord fights against a little Golden Elixir monk, that's not an instant kill!"
"Yeah, there's nothing interesting at all!"
"Our bet is gone, it's a done deal!"
"I'm afraid this sword sharpening competition will become a joke!"
"Let's go, it's boring, I won't watch anymore!"
The power of public opinion began to explode, some people began to leave the scene, and the top management of Mojian Sect was also moved.
"Yang Quan! In view of the huge disparity in strength between the opponents in the finals of this sword sharpening competition, this is an oversight by our sect. This sect leader will give you a choice. You can refuse to fight, but you still have not lost. With Jian Wuhen
Tied for first place! As for the reward, you can get a holy sword refined by this leader. What do you think? If you agree, I will send you out of the ring!" The leader of the Mojian Sect saw that things were getting serious.
, stepped forward to deal with it, this decision was considered fair, and all the spectators on the stage nodded in approval.
"Master Zhao, you? It's not fair at all for you to do this!" Jian Wuhen glared into the void fiercely. Although he couldn't see the master of the Mojian Sect, he knew he could hear him.
"Fair or not, this leader has the final say. People in the entire free domain have their own decisions! As for you, you used such dirty tricks to take advantage of the competition. I am being polite to you by not pursuing you.
Got it!" There was anger in the voice. Even though Jian Wuhen was in the realm of a saint, his heart suddenly twitched, because the current head of the Mojian Sect is Zhao Yuan, the son of the Mojian Ancestor, and Zhao Yuan, the Mojian Ancestor.
Xuan Yu became an immortal and passed the position of master to his son three hundred years ago. Today, Zhao Yuan is the Holy Hidden Power, the only local Holy Hidden Power in Mojian Continent.
Yang Quan lowered his head and pondered for a long time, but still did not answer. Everyone's eyes fell on him. The people in the stands jumped anxiously. They couldn't help cursing in their hearts, "What the hell are you thinking about?"
The door is open and you are allowed to run, but you still won’t run?
These people couldn't wait to rush up and slap Yang Quan to death, because at this moment Yang Quan's wealth is theirs. The opportunity is in front of him, and he is still bowing his head to show off. At this moment, Yang Quan has become their enemy, and everyone
I hate it so much that my teeth itch.
"No, thank you, Master Zhao, for your kindness. Yang can handle his own affairs by himself!" Suddenly Yang Quan raised his head and said righteously.
Wow!
When everyone heard this sentence, their jaws almost dropped, and those who placed bets were even more stunned. This little Jindan pretended to be too pretentious! It's okay if he doesn't cherish his life, but damn, their bets
Just like that, he was wiped out by a stupid word. You must know that his opponent now is a powerful saint, not the half-saint before.
Angry, extremely angry, everyone in the stands looked at Yang Quan angrily, hoping that he would not die, but also wishing to slap him to death with his own hands.
"Hahahaha, you are really ambitious, no wonder you dare to kill my disciple!" An old voice sounded like a bell, resounding throughout the void, with monstrous anger in the voice, and then a huge figure appeared, almost covering the entire sky.
Lived half the sky.
"Holy Hidden Power!"
A concept flashed through everyone's mind. The person coming was a Holy Hidden Power, who had a blood feud with this little Golden Pill monk. This little Golden Pill monk was guaranteed to die. No matter how much Head Zhao protected him, unless Head Zhao did not hesitate to fight with him.
This powerful Shengyin completely broke his face and started fighting, but it was impossible. Why would Head Zhao stand up for this Golden Core cultivator? They couldn't find any reason!
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