As masters, the Natural Selection people first sent out their Nascent Soul cultivator, a thin Taoist with an unspectacular appearance.
Amidst the cheers of tens of thousands of natural selection natives, this man clasped his fists and bowed in all directions, stood at the remains of the Impermanence Taoist Monument, and threw out a Nai Ring.
"Two hundred Ziqing! I am a poor man and a diseased country! I dare to invite guests from far away for advice!"
The three Yang gods of Zhou Xian remained silent. This is their magnanimity. Secretly transmitting spiritual knowledge cannot be hidden from others. There are dozens of Yang gods here, and their small movements are like fluorescent lights in the night. They cannot avoid people. Disciples' matters should be resolved by themselves.
This is also the magnanimity of the first realm in the universe. Even if you are just pretending, you must keep pretending!
The Yang gods pretend to be calm, so the True Lord of the Souls below will naturally have to bear their own responsibilities. The nine immortals of Zhou Dynasty came to visit, and the nine Souls were the masters of this competition. Of course, when it was the turn of the True Lord, they would also
Still have to play.
Wan Yan's Creation Yuanshen Zhenjun immediately told the general origin of this person. Zhou Xian was very cautious in doing things, which was also their consistent characteristic. Long before he knew that he was going to go on a mission of natural selection, he specially selected a few people who had been working for a long time.
Lao Zhenjun, who has traveled by natural choice, dare not say that he knows everything here thoroughly, but he can still tell the general things, and he will not become blind.
"The foundation of Jiguo is the innate thunder path! This person should be the best among them. Although I don't know him, but judging from his behavior, I can already restrain the thunder and not leak anything to the outside. It should be the intention of the natural selection.
Arrange to give us a show of strength!"
True Lord Qingwei sneered: "If you learn the Thunder Tao, you will be able to win the battle? What a joke! Do you have any senior fellow apprentices who specialize in Thunder? Or are there those who are incompetent in the Tao realm? I can recommend one or two, and we cannot allow Shuzi to show off his power!"
In a word, there is no pride, let alone arrogance. This is a major event in the realm of Quanzhou Immortals, and no one can take credit for it. The meaning of Qingwei Yuanshen's words is that none of Qingwei's three Yuanyings are targeting the Thunder Dao realm.
As a monk, exposing his shortcomings in this way is also a pragmatic attitude.
The True Lord of the Renzong smiled, "Well, let me, the Renzong, take the lead! Hua Hu, you go and test the prowess of this Thunder Warrior!"
Among the Zhou Xian cultivators, a big man standing up jumped up. He didn’t have the pride of the first battle, but he had the spirit of a starter. Lou Xiaoyi nodded secretly. All of the Zhou Xian cultivators who came this time were really the best among the elites. You could tell.
, Zhou Xian tried his best.
He also took out a Nai Ring, which contained two hundred Ziqing. The two of them jumped into the space of the Impermanence Dao Monument one after the other!
As soon as they entered, there was a loud roar, and the purple lightning as thick as a bowl had already exploded down, hitting Taoist Huahu squarely, but he seemed to be unprepared.
The next moment, the hundreds of thousands of pores on Taoist Huahu's skin all appeared together, and his whole person seemed to be bloated by being split. The powerful power of thunder was released through the hundreds of thousands of pores, and the power of thunder was passing through his body.
After the body was transformed, it turned into hundreds of thousands of escaping white air, and the whole person felt as if he was in a thick fog!
The white light does not shoot out aimlessly, but is strictly regulated. It condenses into a white dragon with teeth and claws in the air, and swallows the dead wood in one gulp!
This is Lou Xiaoyi's first time seeing a Renzong monk perform a trick, and he must admit that this technique on human pores is truly magical; in fact, it's not just about pores, but also the inner secrets of the entire human body!
This is the Human Sect. They have fully explored their body's potential. As soon as an energy attack like thunder is applied to their body, they can immediately transform it into their own attack power. The whole process is smooth and smooth, without any sluggishness, as if they are brothers.
The acting is the same!
Tens of thousands of monks shouted "Hello!" A true monk, when seeing a thaumaturgy that dazzles people, does not distinguish between our own and the enemy's camp. What is good is good, and there is nothing to hide.
The dead tree's expression was as usual, and he did not give in. He just allowed the giant white light dragon to swallow him in one gulp. While swallowing, the electric light flashed around his body. When it came into contact with the white light, a white mist rose up in the sky, which only increased the amount of light above his head.
The power of thunder clouds!
At the same time, a thicker thunder struck down!
Once the two of them compete, their next moves will be endless!
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A person who is not afraid of thunder strikes, whether it is a single heavy thunder, dispersed rapid thunder, or a chain of thunder arrays, anyway, hundreds of thousands of pores on my body will release the force at the same time, so there is no threat at all.
A person who is not afraid of the secrets of the human sect and whose body is like a dead tree always has something to do with spring. No matter how mysterious Hua Hu Taoist's internal secret attacks are, they are useless against this piece of dead wood! Because Taoist Natural Selection has no internal secrets at all.
! He has already forged himself into a piece of lightning-strike wood. If he can't break my thunder, he can't harm me!
The mutual restraint between the orthodox orthodoxy was vividly reflected in the battle between the two people. Before their eyes, the battle would develop in the direction of consuming mana; the True Lords of Yang Shen communicated with each other and reached a consensus!
The orthodoxy is excellent, and the practice is very profound, but if you continue to waste it like this, you will lose the original intention of competing with each other! There will be countless games with countless monks later, who can bear to watch the two of them spending time with each other here?
Now that the True Lords of the Yang God have reached a consensus, there is no point in continuing. One of the Heavenly Chosen Yang Gods reached out to fish and throw it into the space, and the two of them were forcibly separated!
"This round is considered a draw! No win, no loss, you will get your inspiration back!"
No one is dissatisfied, here are all experts, there is no Xiaoxiu who can't understand; many people will do it when they fight to kill each other, but no one wants to see it!
A lot of exciting things are yet to come. Who wants to watch their old cows pull a broken cart?
The Natural Selection Continent did not achieve their first victory; Zhou Xianren also did not achieve the victory they had hoped for. They were both a little disappointed, but they could all accept it!
The next battle was on the right track. Yuanying, Zhenjun, Tianzhi, and Zhou Xian took turns to play. The outcome changed for a while. You sang and I came on the stage. The fight was inextricable and inseparable.
This is the normal rhythm of battle! Zhou Xian's envoys are all elites, and Tian Selection will not be stupid enough to arrange fish belly to collect people's heads from the beginning. With Bai Changren's momentum, they are all top characters in their respective camps.
Everyone knows only a little about each other. Just as some of the Zhou Immortals have a general understanding of the existence of the Natural Selection Continent, many of the Natural Selection monks also know about the Nine Immortals of the Zhou Dynasty. They have a rough judgment on the roots of their respective Taoist traditions, but they do not
It's too meticulous, and sometimes it makes mistakes.
Neither of them understands it too precisely, and there is no way to polish it, so the competition is mainly about on-the-spot decisions. Suddenly, there are frequent tricks and stunts. Different worlds, different thoughts of cultivation, different understandings of Taoism, and the collision between each other shows how people are like.
So drunk!
But everyone placed their bets on the price of two hundred Ziqing, and no one exceeded it.
For the Natural Selection monks, because it is the price given by them for the first battle, it is almost certainly a bet approved by the Natural Selection Yang God, so no one will go beyond and make their own Yang God unhappy, and no one will appear to be a natural selection person. Like a pauper.
For Zhou Xianren, they will not have more, because once they lose, they will lose two hundred Ziqing, and if they lose again and again, how many netizens can fill this hole?
