The disciples who entered the Taoist arena fought for two days. Although the fight was fierce, no one died in the end, which made many elders who were secretly worried relieved.
The last performance of the three teachings' performance was too tragic. More than 60 Taoist disciples who participated in the battle died, and the total loss rate was close to 60%. More than half of them were killed by Wu Jie's self-exploding fire eye.
Less than half of them died due to various strange methods of the Demon Sect. The injuries were so serious that the leaders of all the factions sighed.
This time in the performance of the Three Teachings, Qingyang Temple's performance was far inferior to last time. Among the six Dao disciples who participated in the battle, only Hestad was able to stand on the stage and have the last laugh.
Although Hestad was already drunk and fast asleep on the ring, when an evil disciple who wanted to go up and take advantage was kicked into the air by him with a strong wind, spinning and flying at least half a mile away.
, no one dared to challenge him anymore.
Apart from him, the one with the best record was Bai Youcai. This disciple who was originally a casual cultivator defeated six enemies, and was finally defeated by Black Mamba, the top master in the realm of Daoist martial arts from the Demon Sect.
The Black Mamba is a rare physical practitioner. He has advanced in both physical and martial arts. Not only is his cultivation extremely advanced, but his martial arts are also surprisingly high. He has also developed terrifying powerful supernatural powers. Although Bai Youcai used the method of refining the mind with fire to restrain the monkey,
He tried to kill him, but couldn't hurt him at all. In the end, his true energy was exhausted and he could no longer maintain the secret technique. He broke free and slashed his neck with his hand like a knife.
If it weren't for the protection of the arena magic circle, Bai Youcai's head would probably have flown off at that time...
Although Black Mamba was also severely damaged by this battle and was knocked off the ring immediately afterwards, Bai Youcai still lost after all, which was a pity.
In addition to the two of them, the other disciples of Qingyang Temple also made some achievements. Each of them won one or two games, and none of them had no results.
However...compared to Wu Jie's glorious record of almost defeating the eight demon sects all by himself, their results this time are indeed a bit shabby.
"Although the results are average, it's good that no one died." Wu Jie said privately to several Ning Yuan masters, "Being able to let everyone experience such a battle is the biggest gain in itself."
The senior elder Xiao Yue nodded slightly, fully agreeing with Wu Jie's mature and prudent ideas.
"The real key to the performance of the Three Religions is actually the scene in our Condensed Yuan Realm. The first two games are to suppress the arrogance of the Demon Sect, and on the other hand, they are also to prevent them from making trouble in the human world and improving their luck.
It's good to win, but forget it if you can't. To be honest, I don't think it's worth risking the lives of elite disciples to win the two victories of Taoism and Refining Gang."
"That's not what those disciples think." Ruofeng Zhenren, another Ningyuan elder, sighed, "I remember that when I participated in the Three Religions Act, I fought with the idea of 'I can't lose even if I die.'
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"I remember that at that time, uncle, you signed up to participate in the Three Teachings Act because you lost the fight with your brother for the position of the head of the family, right?" Duanmuyuan and Ruofeng were very familiar with each other and said with a smile, "In the end, you won the fight.
When I came back, I realized that the reason why I couldn’t inherit the family head was because I was too impulsive..."
Master Ruofeng laughed loudly, not caring about what happened back then at all: "Yes! Thinking about it now, I really looked like a fool at that time!"
Seeing that Wu Jie was a little confused, he explained: "I was born in the Ouyang family of Cuizhu, and my father was the head of the Ouyang family at that time. Later, my father failed in seclusion to attack the realm of Ningyuan. I claimed that I had higher cultivation and stronger combat power. I thought that the head of the family was very good.
I was the perfect one, but unexpectedly, the elders discussed it over and over and finally chose my brother. In a fit of anger, I left the family and returned to my master, and signed up to participate in the Three Teachings Act... You also know what happened next."
"But you are now Master Ning Yuan. Even the senior who founded the Ouyang family back then is probably not as good as you, right?"
"Yes... when I stand on a high mountain, looking up at the sky every day, and looking back at the hillside in the past, I feel it is so funny!" Ouyang Ruofeng shook his head and sighed, "Wu Jie, you
If you are young and promising, you will have a bright future, and you are very likely to ascend to heaven. So you should look further ahead and don't make jokes like me!"
Wu Jie looked at his sincere eyes and couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. He knew that it was impossible for Zhenren Ruofeng to really not care at all, but this great uncle was still willing to tell his past events just to remind himself.
In Qingyang Temple, many people are a little worried about Wu Jie despite their admiration. They may worry that he may enter the country too quickly and become arrogant, or worry that he may be brave and belligerent and fall into crisis, or worry that he may be burdened with too many responsibilities.
And struggling... Although these worries are different, they all come from good intentions.
Wu Jie could not explain one by one to these fellow disciples who cared about him and were worried about him. He could only speak with facts.
So when the battle between the Lian Gang disciples ended, he was the first to step onto the ring.
This year's refining battle is also a nine-state competition. The difference is that each faction participates in the battle on the basis of sects. Once a certain sect wins consecutively to the point that others no longer challenge, it will be considered as winning a state and a territory.
After that, they can go to the next arena, because one faction can occupy up to two states.
In such a group battle, the sect with more people will of course have the upper hand. Although each sect can only have a maximum of six participants, the sects with more people can certainly select better disciples - some sects with declining talents.
, and even six elite disciples cannot be gathered together, so there is no chance of winning this battle.
The dead appeared in the battle at the Lian Gang level. It was during the battle with the Demon Sect. One of the participating disciples from Baidi Pavilion died.
This disciple died under the magic sect's famous magical power, the "Blood-Transforming Divine Needle." This secret method can exert terrible power in the realm of refining, and almost no one can be saved. Fifty years ago, He Jiang'an and Zhang
Uncle Li Goudan, who Long and others also called the Seventh Disciple, died under this blood-transforming needle.
Master Uncle Li was a body-refining monk who had trained his body to be able to withstand psychic flying swords with his bare hands. But when faced with the Blood-Transforming Divine Needle, the body-protecting powers he had practiced so hard did not work at all, and he was killed with just one blow.
Over the years, the magic sect's blood-turning needle has killed countless up-and-comers of the righteous path, which can be said to be a heavy debt of blood. However, all the defensive methods designed against it have proved to be in vain. Defense one by one is more difficult than offense.
More!
But in the battle against Qingyang Temple, before the Demon Sect disciple who killed the elite disciples of Baidi Pavilion and led to the defeat of Baidi Pavilion had time to use the Blood Transformation Needle, An Ziqing drew his divine bow, and the infinite thunder condensed into one
A long purple arrow shot through him, but he was also too late to save him.
Qingyangguan won the Southeast and Dongfang states in the battle of refining the Gang, and achieved remarkable results. It maintained its usual advantage in the past, and made the experts of each faction secretly nod.
The background of the leader of the righteous path is indeed extraordinary!
In comparison, Baidi Pavilion was not able to occupy even one state, so it was a bit inferior.
Fortunately, the eminent monks of Bailiantang were very effective this time. They not only defended the territory of Zhongzhou, but also occupied the western part, helping the righteous way to guard the door, and finally avoided embarrassment.
Different from the situation where all nine states in the Dao realm were taken over by various factions in the human world, this time the disciples in the Demon Sect's Lingang realm took over the territory in the northeast relative to Qi State. This means that they can do it without harming the local area.
Next, let the disciples collect the resources needed for cultivation here, and arrange for the disciples to practice in some local secret realms.
There are many small reading worlds on the land of Kyushu, some of which are of great adventure value. They are good places for disciples of various sects to practice. They are collectively called secret realms. The battles in the Lian Gang realm mainly focus on these training opportunities.
's secret realm.
Of course, there is such a secret realm in the Dayue Kingdom where Qingyang Temple is located. An Ziqing, Yi Ti and others have all experienced it. However, Wu Jie has never entered it. His cultivation speed is already very fast, and the elders feel that there is no need for him to continue.
Went to the secret realm to experience.
After all, access to the secret realm is subject to certain restrictions. Rather than letting an overly strong guy like Wu Jie waste access quota, it would be better to let those disciples who have great potential but have not yet been able to realize it to practice!
The battle in the Lian Gang realm did not attract much attention from the various factions, because everyone knew that the truly crucial battle was about to come!
Wu Jie stood alone on the bluestone platform, staring in the direction of the Demon Gate.
"Master of the Blood Sect's Sky Eye, Wu is not talented and wants to compete with you here, how about that?"
His voice echoed on the ring, on the battlefield where the three religions performed, and on the cloud platforms of both sides.
Hearing this, Master Shaoguang almost jumped up - he never expected that Wu Jie didn't listen to other people's advice at all, and actually wanted to challenge the third-level Tianyan old man at the middle stage of Yuan Condensation!
Theoretically speaking, monks at the peak of Condensing Yuan can indeed defeat opponents who are no more than three levels of Huandan under the right time, place and people. But who has ever heard that monks at the middle stage of Condensing Yuan can also do such a thing? Let alone
, there is no such thing as the right time, right place and right people here! Wu Jie’s intention is clearly to fight alone with the opponent!
Wu Jie's choice was indeed beyond everyone's expectations. Even the people in the Demon Sect were stunned. After a while, Lin Dengwan, the leader of the Wu Sect, shook his head first and praised: "Although this kid is crazy, he is so crazy."
Very brave!"
"He is looking for death! Master Tianyan might as well go and help him!"
"Yes, if we don't kill him, how will the majesty of our divine sect survive!"
For a moment, all the sect leaders looked at Old Man Tianyan, waiting for his decision.
The old man with Sky Eyes frowned and looked at Wu Jie carefully.
He had studied Wu Jie carefully, so he knew Wu Jie's abilities better than the other sect leaders. According to his estimation, Wu Jie probably had the strength of about one level of Huan Dan, and he was said to be weaker than himself.
But...he didn't have much confidence in fighting Wu Jie in such a place.
This was not the result of weighing or calculating, but the thought that flashed through Wu Jie's mind instantly when he challenged him.
If we fight now, we will die.
He thought carefully and showed a calm style that was completely different from usual.
Old Man Tianyan is indeed crazy. As long as it is interesting, he doesn't care about life or death at all. But... the majestic leader of the Demon Sect, a third-level monk who returned alchemy, died at the hands of a disciple who was in the middle stage of the righteous path, and he was killed in a fair duel...
…that’s not fun!
"It's not interesting at all..."
Tianyan's sigh reached the ears of all the sect leaders, and many of them changed their expressions.
"Hey! God's eyes! You won't refuse to fight, right?" Lindeng Wan's expression suddenly changed, "If you don't dare to go, our God F-1's face will be completely embarrassed by you!"
"Master Tianyan probably doesn't dare anymore." Han De said lightly, "There is no other way. No one is willing to die."
"Death? Can that kid kill him?" Several giants of the Demon Sect looked at him together.
Han De nodded: "If my estimate is correct, if Master Tianyan ends up now, the result will probably be that both sides will suffer losses and die together. He may even die, and that kid is still alive."
"...You are too ambitious for others and destroying your own prestige!" Lin Dengwan slapped the table and shouted at Wu Jie, "Junior of Qingyang Temple, when our Shenmen wants to fight, Wu Zong always takes the lead.
.If you want to fight, you must defeat our Wuzong people first!"
As he spoke, he waved his hand, and an Elder Ning Yuan from Wuzong flew onto the stage.
What greeted the elder was a bright and beautiful sword light that was unimaginably long. Accompanying the sword light was the pair of wings of fire spread out behind Wu Jie.
The red sword light, the bright red fire wings, and the red color seemed to turn the entire arena into a sea of flames.
The fire wings dispersed in an instant and turned into countless fire feathers falling down. Along with them, there was a corpse with a frightened and confused face, but it had been cut in two.
"Now, Master Tianyan can come on stage!" Wu Jie didn't even look at the elder of the Wuzong who was instantly hacked to death by his demon-slaying sword. He still stared at the cloud platform of the Demon Sect.
But the eyes of the demon sect masters have completely changed.
"This is definitely not the fighting power of the Ning Yuan level!" Lin Dengwan's eyes widened and he shouted, "Who said this kid is only in the middle stage of Ning Yuan! He is at least equivalent to a turn of Dan Huan!"
"Even if he said he was returning the elixir to the second level, I would believe it." Shi Jiantang sighed, "Anyway, when Shi was returning the elixir to the second level, there was no way he could kill Elder Ning Yuan of the Wuzong with just one knife!"
"Sect Leader Han really has a good eye!" Situ Ya sighed, "Brother Tianyan, you are in big trouble this time!"
"What I'm more curious about is, what did you do to make him want to fight you to the death here?" The cold voice of the leader of the Xin Sect seemed to be carrying the sinister wind of the Nine Netherworld, "This Wu Jie is not someone who likes to cause trouble.
Man, what he is doing now is not his usual style."
At this time, the old man Tianyan had regained his usual expression, and said with a sinister smile: "Looking at him like this, I suddenly felt interesting again. Everyone, the rule of our three religions' fighting is that after coming to power, you can participate in the battle. Life and death are determined by destiny.
Bar?"
"Of course... do you really plan to go on stage and fight him?" Han De frowned and advised, "Let's forget it. If you are really beaten to death by him, Shenmen will be even more embarrassed..."
"Of course I won't play. If Xu Shaoguang challenges me, it's worth a fight. This kid is just Xu Shaoguang's disciple, how could I lower myself to fight with him!" the old man with Tianyan said with a sinister smile,
"But since he's on the field, even if we release the gods and demons, it won't be considered a foul, right?"
Several sect leaders were stunned at the same time. They did not expect that the leader of one of the eight sects of the Demon Sect would be so shameless, and they did not know what to say for a moment.
But the head of the Xin Sect smiled.
"You're right!" His voice immediately rose, "I don't know whether to live or die! Where are the gods and demons? Let me take down this kid!"
As he shouted, a strange aura rose into the sky, and figures fell onto the ring with escaping lights.
There are ten figures in total.
Wu Jie didn't mean to be surprised or scared, but instead said with a sarcastic smile: "Oh? The old man Tianyan didn't dare to leave, so he sent out the gods and demons to look after the house?"
He looked around at the ten gods and demons that surrounded him, and asked with a sneer: "Shouldn't there be twelve gods and demons? How about two more? If the twelve gods and demons are not complete, there is no way to form the Chengdu Gods and Demons.
Formed!"
After the last battle in the East China Sea, various factions in the world were originally chasing the remnants of the Demon Sect, but they were stopped by the Dutian Shensha Formation composed of twelve gods and demons. The Dutian Shensha Formation was extremely powerful, and any single strike would kill everyone.
It is the magic sect's secret skill "Du Tian Shen Sha Palm"
.These evil palms of the gods can erode flesh and blood and souls. Unless the person who is struck by the palm has a great opportunity and a great fortune, he can only rely on the power of the years to slowly wear it away. Unless he is a monster monk with a long life, he will almost receive a slap.
It's dead.
Twelve gods and demons formed an formation to attack, and countless righteous monks were killed under the evil palms of the gods. This forced the righteous coalition forces to retreat and protected the lifeline of the Demon Sect.
Over the years, the only one who has survived the evil palms of Dutian God is the old Tongtian sect man.
Wu Jie's words made both good and evil change their minds. The people in the right way did not expect that the Demon Sect would become twelve gods and demons, but the people in the Demon Sect did not expect that Wu Jie could see through the ten gods and demons at a glance.
Fatal weakness!
The Twelve Gods and Demons are originally one body, and only by joining forces can they form the Chengdu Heavenly God Evil Formation and achieve invincible power. However, due to the relationship between Han De and Yin Shuang, there are only ten of the Twelve Gods and Demons left, and it is no longer possible to form a formation.
The big battle is out.
For a time, many uneasy and reproachful eyes fell on Hande and Tianyan.
"My disciple can also join the battle." Han De said calmly, "She still retains the power of gods and demons, and can still communicate with other gods and demons. There will be no problem in setting up the formation."
Tianyan was silent, he knew that Yin Shuang had never been transformed into a god or demon, and it was impossible for him to join forces with other gods and demons to form an formation.
"Eye of the Sky!" The voice of the leader of the Xin Sect was somewhat angry.
"Yin Shuang is in seclusion. Even if she comes out now, she won't be able to come in time."
"...You did a good thing!" The leader of the Xin Sect obviously said this through gritted teeth. He then asked Yuntai on the other side of Zhengdao, "We are not going to fight the few with more, you can send some people to help him.
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"Oh?" Before Master Shaoguang could react, the head of Baidi Pavilion Yan had already spoken, "I have a question. The auras of these ten people are different. They are clearly not from your Xin Sect family. Does this mean,
Can we, the four sects of the Righteous Path, join forces and send people here?"
"Yes, I don't mean to take advantage. But since the opponent is the top ten gods and demons, our four factions should join forces and send out ten people. Isn't it fair and reasonable?"
"The Yunmeng Dragon Clan also has one or two good disciples, but it's a pity that they were not able to participate in that battle."
"So, I'd like to thank you all!" Master Shaoguang stood up and nodded to the three comrades, but looked at the cloud platform opposite.
