Chapter 187: The chief translocation ended in the old days
Lights and shadows were flying, sword energy was shooting randomly, and rumbling sounds were endless. Wu Yi couldn't tell how the battle between the two was going, but he also knew that the fight had reached a fever pitch.
"It seems that this monk with the first-level alchemy is even better. The quality of the alchemy is indeed not so easy to catch up with." Wu Yi can't see it. It doesn't mean that these Yuanying real people can't see it. Their eyes are filled with tears from time to time.
The outstanding Liu Zhenren said.
What, it turns out that Hua Jianling is not better. Wu Yi's mind moved when he heard this, and his eyes tried to find the two people's real bodies, but they still couldn't see clearly, there was a blur of afterimages, and they didn't know the general situation.
But Master Yuanying's vision was naturally unmistakable. After a moment of tea, there was a violent collision. The spiritual energy dispersed, enveloping the elixir that was about to disperse. Thick smoke clouds rose from the center of the collision, and two
The figure flashed out from the thick smoke and revealed its original form. At this time, there was still no obvious outcome.
The two people interacted with each other, and their spiritual consciousness locked onto each other tightly. Before the smoke and clouds dissipated, they fought together again. In this way, the smoke and clouds gathered wider and wider, spreading for more than ten miles. At this time, Wu Yi could not even see the smoke and clouds formed by the thick spiritual energy.
I couldn't see through it, I could only hear deafening loud noises from time to time.
When his heart was anxious, Wu Yi suddenly saw a vast bright light blooming in the smoke. As soon as it appeared, the endless smoke and clouds were blown away. The heaven and earth suddenly became clear, the pure air floated up, and the turbid air sank.
It was the bright light emitted from the sword pellet the size of a rice grain in Hua Jianling's hand. The bright light directly covered the sword pellet the size of a rice grain.
Unlike the sharp and boundless sword light contained in other sword pills, this bright light was clear and bright, and seemed to have the meaning of embracing all the rivers in the world. Not long after activating it, Hua Jianling's face was covered with sweat, and his energy was weak.
"You finally used this magic weapon." Anyone can feel the powerful power contained in this bright light, but Ming Weiyan's expression did not change, as if he had been waiting for Hua Jianling to use this magic weapon.
A magic weapon. After all, he was defeated by this magic weapon back then.
Hearing Ming Weiyan's words, Hua Jianling felt something bad from the bottom of his heart, but he still firmly believed that his magic weapon would be able to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop. After being able to initially control this bright light, he raised his fingers and pointed towards Ming Weiyan.
, the bright light suddenly shot towards Ming Weiyan.
After it escaped Hua Jianling's control, this bright light revealed its ferocious fangs. Everyone had no time to react, couldn't see its shape, and couldn't hear its sound. This is exactly the way of an elephant being invisible and making a loud sound.
, even the Nascent Soul Masters sitting high in the sky felt a hint of threat.
Zhi Tianxuan saw the origin of this sword pill, which was called Yuqing Jianwan. It should be said that it was a fake Taoist weapon, not a real Taoist weapon, but the material was not inferior to that of a Taoist weapon, because it was originally a Taoist weapon.
The fragments were re-refined by Lingming Shangzhen. They are much more powerful than ordinary killing weapons. Even Yuanying masters may not possess magic weapons of this level.
In order to prevent accidents, Zhi Tianxuan's magic power is hidden around the two of them, somewhere between reality and reality. It will not interfere with the two's fight, but it can save the defeated one at any time so that he does not have to die.
If ordinary people were hit by a magic weapon of this level, they would be ready to wait for death, but Ming Weiyan stretched out his sleeves and a light blue bead appeared.
After the blue bead appeared outside, it turned into a swimming fish. With a slight swipe of its tail, the invisible bright light of Xisheng was suddenly stimulated from the mysterious and mysterious state. He opened his mouth and swallowed this bright light into his belly.
The bright light is still restless in the belly of the fish, and the fish fights endlessly. In order to refine this bright light, the fish stands high in the sky and falls into a deep sleep. Neither of the two magic weapons can do anything to the other, and the battle situation returns to the beginning.
From the sky, a surprised voice came, "Koi Pearl, this -" but the owner of the voice seemed to have thought of something and stopped abruptly.
The koi bead, one of the magic weapons of the master Xuan Xingsi, appeared in the hands of Ming Weiyan at this time. The master's thoughts are worth trying to figure out, but when it comes to Shangzhen, Master Yuanying here dare not say it clearly.
What Hua Jianling was worried about still happened. A flash of anger flashed in his eyes, and he understood that he could only fight to the death, otherwise his position as one of the top ten disciples would not be guaranteed.
Another series of roars came out, and the two of them were fighting with real fire at this time, without caring about each other's face. The fight was so messy that the clothes were messy, the buns were loose, there were scars, and there were bloodstains. The battle was brutal.
At this time, the battle between the two sides is no longer just a battle between individuals, it is also a game between Shangzhen behind the scenes, and it is also a battle between the two classes of the sect, the noble and the lowly.
Whether the way of heaven is balanced or the way of humanity is eternal, it all depends on one battle.
The disciples watching the battle below were also divided into two groups. They cheered loudly for the two of them. The voices were like a roaring mountain and a tsunami. They did not hesitate even if they were hoarse. The intensity of the scene was unheard of by Wu Yi.
Hua Jianling tried his best to slash out a boundless sword light that stretched across the sky and the ground. It looked like one, but in fact it was composed of countless small sword lights. It changed according to his heart and was not as big as the sword light.
Zha, very much a swordsman.
Ming Weiyan pushed it away with both palms, and the layers of spiritual energy combined to form a cloud wall blocking the way. After entering the cloud wall, the fine and small sword lights were trapped in it, making it difficult to go further.
"Not good." Hua Jianling's expression suddenly changed, switching from offense to defense, and a golden light appeared in front of him. If you look carefully, you can see that it is a sword curtain composed of sword light.
Ming Weiyan clenched his fist, and the sword light trapped in the cloud wall was annihilated. Then he waved it out, and the cloud energy turned into a fist, which was several miles long and wide. It started to move very slowly, but then it became faster and faster.
, the size also shrank a lot, and was finally compressed to the extreme, turning into a crystal clear fist. It didn't look like an ordinary object in the world, and it was unknown how much power it contained.
Under this fist, the sword curtain seemed to be made of paper, torn apart at the slightest contact. Hua Jianling knew that he was invincible, and wanted to move to other places in a flash, but his fist had already locked onto him.
The distance between them keeps shrinking.
It was not easy for Ming Weiyan to control the crystal fists. His figure was undulating and he was sweating profusely. However, he forced Hua Jianling to run away in all directions, which was not a loss.
There was no way to hide, so he had no choice but to resort to weakening measures. Hua Jianling slashed out countless sword beams, trying to weaken Jingying Fist bit by bit, but with little success.
Ming Weiyan dispersed a burst of energy, and his fist suddenly accelerated and penetrated directly through Hua Jianling's body. In an instant, blood flew out and flesh foam spread everywhere.
"Ah." A female cultivator exclaimed, not daring to look directly at this tragic scene.
If Hua Jianling hadn't dodged in time, the fist would have hit his Dantian. If it had been hit, even if it could be fully repaired, it would require endless treasures and pills, and it would take an indescribable amount of time. It was unfortunate.
Of great luck.
But the more dangerous thing is not over yet. The fist flew not far away, and Ming Weiyan lost control of his mind. The endless spiritual energy that was compressed together suddenly lost its restraint cage, and there was a risk of exploding. Once the fist exploded, it would destroy the surrounding area.
It was definitely not difficult to travel several miles. The disciples who were watching the battle in shock retreated one after another, fearing that they would be accidentally injured by this storm.
The disheveled Hua Jianling raised his head and stared hard at Ming Weiyan across from him, his eyes red and bloodshot, suppressing the most dangerous counterattack.
A pure white spiritual energy emerged from Hua Jianling's body, and Hua Jianling's aura suddenly increased several times.
"Crazy, crazy." Above the sky, Wu Yi, who had never spoken before, saw this scene, forgot his identity, and muttered to himself.
Hua Jianling actually used all the innate energy in his original energy beads. This was only used in a life-and-death struggle for the disciples of a qi sect. There would be endless troubles, poor control and even life-threatening. It would be unavoidable to use it at this time.
At the same time, it can be seen how deeply Ming Weiyan has dealt a blow to Hua Jianling.
Ming Weiyan looked at Hua Jianling's performance with amusement. Although he was solemn in his heart and quietly used his innate energy, he still showed disdain on the outside, angering Hua Jianling and making him make more mistakes, so as to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop.
However, the two people's desperate fight did not come to fruition. Zhi Tianxuan took action. A green and white thunder appeared out of nowhere and shot at Hua Jianling. It did not cause much damage, but Hua Jianling's gradually growing aura seemed to be poured out.
A basin of cold water subsided immediately.
The fist that was about to explode was also broken by the green thunder. There was a short-term heavy rainfall in the area, and the area for several miles became a swamp.
After experiencing all these ups and downs, Hua Jianling suddenly fainted. Above the sky, a real person raised his hand and made a move, and Hua Jianling's fallen body was caught by him. He was Hua Jianling's senior brother and also Lingming.
Under Shang Zhen's sect, this is normal.
After receiving Hua Jianling, the real person said hello to Zhi Tianxuan and then left without continuing to watch the battle. After all, recuperating Hua Jianling's body was more important, so everyone did not take it seriously and allowed him to leave.
His departure could be regarded as an announcement of Hua Jianling's complete failure. There was not even anyone who could speak to him. Zhi Tianxuan, the person in charge, stood up and said loudly: "The winner is Ming Weiyan."
The crowd rejoiced, but the most excited were the monks from humble backgrounds. After all, in their view, Ming Weiyan represented their faction, and the contradiction that had plagued Yiqimen for a long time was alleviated.
"But it made several fellow Taoists laugh. The disciples are young and energetic, and they all want to compete for priority." Zhi Tianxuan made a helpless gesture and said with a smile.
"It's okay, it's okay, who didn't come here like this back then?" The three real people he sent said together, but their eyes were flashing, and I didn't know what they were thinking.
Sensing the demeanor of the three people, Zhi Tianxuan respected Xuan Xingsi even more. He chose this time to break this contradiction. I am afraid he also wanted to tell other factions that Yiqimen had solved this class contradiction and advised them to do it as soon as possible.
Give up the idea of inspiring to mess up the whole family.
Killing two birds with one stone is obviously Xuan Xingsi's style. But how many birds were shot? Perhaps only Xuan Xingsi himself understands.
Ming Weiyan occupied the top position among the top ten disciples. All the disciples were thinking about the meaning behind this sudden change. In the following internal ranking battle, no disciples challenged him, and Wang Chuchen occupied the ninth place.
A fight that was supposed to last ten days ended within seven days, but with the battle between Ming Weiyan and Hua Jianling, no one dared to say it was not exciting.