One hundred and seventieth chapters willful rights
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.
After all, it has dragon blood as a guide, and Jiang Li did it deliberately. If the cluster of leaves on the tail hadn't been removed, this thing would have looked more like it.
Of course, such rumors will only spread among low-level monks who have no knowledge.
The dragon roar just now was indeed inspired by the dragon energy in Jiang Li's body, but there was not much power in the voice. It was just a poor imitation similar to that of a descendant of dragon blood.
Moreover, regardless of the size of the demon wood dragon, whether its actual combat power can defeat a foundation-building monk is a big question mark.
It's just a parallel import used to support the scene.
However, Jiang Li originally didn't expect the wooden dragon to do anything, so it was an unexpected surprise that he was able to successfully sustain the scene.
After enjoying the cheers and the glory that belonged to him, Jiang Li had nothing to do for the time being.
Next, the only people who have the right to challenge him are the other nine people who are also in the top ten.
Before passing the ladder challenge, the list of the other nine people has not been finalized.
So before this ranking is determined, there is actually no need for him to stay in the ring on the top of the mountain.
Leaving some demonic wood dragons on the top of the mountain to receive the essence of the sun and moon, Jiang Li jumped decisively, jumping directly back to the foot of the mountain from the top of the mountain that had never entered the clouds.
After smashing an exaggerated hole into the ground, he landed smoothly, and the dust on his body disappeared automatically. If it hadn't been for the existence of the big hole, it would have been as if this jump had never happened at all.
After he returned to the player area and encouraged each other with a few acquaintances, he ran to his seat in the Sutra Valley to watch the game.
As soon as they returned, all the fellow apprentices were filled with intense righteous indignation. Anyone could see that the guy at Bailian Mountain had no good intentions and was just cheating to kill Jiang Li.
But the friction between large sects naturally cannot lead to an all-out war just because they disagree. There are still many things that need to be taken into consideration.
It's just that the seeds of conflict have been planted, and no one can tell what consequences will sprout later.
The bad-tempered leader of the Demon-Suppressing Hall behaved unexpectedly calmly this time.
I just said to Jiang Li, "You did a good job" and nothing more happened.
But from the red tattoos on his master's body, Jiang Li could completely feel the huge suppressed anger like a silent volcano.
Perhaps it was precisely because once he stepped forward, things would inevitably get out of control, so he did not stand up for Jiang Li under the persuasion of the other two leaders.
Elder He always likes to use his fists to reason. If the two sides fight, then this grand gathering of the Dazhong Mountain Cultivation World may turn into the most tragic event in a hundred years.
After all, Elder He is sitting at the head of the Demon-Suppressing Hall now, and he can no longer be as willful as he was back then.
Jiang Li looked in the direction of Bailian Mountain, the light in his eyes flickering.
Jiang Li is still young and still has the right to be willful...
The next person to accept the challenge of climbing the stairs is the autumn paintings of the sacred mountain.
With the support of the Five Elements Peaks of Shushan Mountain, she had completely recovered from the injuries she had suffered in the past few days.
And because of that injury, at the strong request of the elders of the sect, she still wore a protective magic weapon.
Although the monks she faced were not weak, there was still a certain gap between them and the ones Jiang Li faced.
Relying on the exquisite water-fire sword technique, Shenshan Qiuhua passed the three-man wheel battle despite some difficulties, and successfully stood on the second stage only one place behind Jiang Lici.
Mu Luo, a disciple of the Tibetan Scripture Valley who ranked third, did not fare so smoothly.
His strength was originally weaker than the top qi cultivators, but it was because of Jiang Li that he was temporarily ranked third.
In the official challenge match, he finally showed his decline.
He barely defeated one challenger and was defeated in the ring.
It seems that there is a huge difference between sword cultivators who practice Shushan Sword Technique and those who don't. I don't know what this guy was thinking about choosing to become a disciple of Sutra Library Valley in the first place.
Immediately, there was a fierce competition for qualifications for the third arena.
The monk who defeated Mu Luo was defeated by others again, and the qualifications for this third arena were replaced like a stream.
After fighting for more than ten times, it was finally obtained by a foreign monk from Shengxian Pavilion.
This monk's situation is similar to that of Huangfutai. He is even stronger. It is said that he also possesses some kind of special physique. With the blessing of a bunch of magic weapons, he is an insurmountable existence for most Qi practicing monks.
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Now that the three top ten spots have come to an end, the sky has completely darkened.
Today's competition came to an end, and Jiang Li also returned to his small courtyard after being carefully inspected by the senior sister of Huichun Hall.
Just when he was about to practice, he received a message from Yan Hong about the spiritual stone.
"What? The Yinnan Kingdom was massacred, was it the hands of Shushan Sword Cultivator?"