This time, the sect's discussion meeting was presided over by Wu Fan of the Divine Sword Sect.

Wu Fannai is in charge of the three disciples, and he has the realm of consummation of true immortals, compared to Song Qingyuan at the beginning, he is more than a star and a half powerful.

As for the eldest and second disciples of the Sect, they have long been in the realm of immortal kings.

Since it was presided over by the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, the location of the Dao Discussion Meeting was naturally located in the Divine Sword Peak.

The Immortal Road Square of Shenjian Peak was already crowded, but most of them were disciples watching the excitement, and very few actually participated.

The conditions for participating in the Northern Xuan Domain Great Competition do not seem to be harsh, and many people can participate, but they also have to be self-aware.

If the cultivation is low, participating in the Northern Xuan Domain Competition is just a humiliation.

Therefore, those who are invited to participate in the Dao Discussion Conference, in addition to meeting the two conditions, must at least be a seven-rank true immortal, or think that they have the strength of a seven-rank true immortal, otherwise they will not receive the invitation.

Up to now, there are only a few hundred people in the center of Shenjian Peak Square, but there are tens of thousands of people watching the excitement outside.

It is impossible for the Divine Sword Sect to have so many monks, all of whom are disciples of the other five peaks.

There were also disciples outside who were under martial law to maintain order on the scene, and when Xuan Qing came, he happened to be stopped by them.

"It turned out to be Uncle Xiao'......"

When he saw clearly that it was Xuan Qing, the disciple who stopped before had his pupils shrink slightly, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Xuan Qing looked indifferent, and took out an invitation casually, "This is my invitation." ”

This is the invitation card he gave to him from the Sunset Mountain Range and Wu Yong to participate in the seminar, and there is also the payment of the organizer Wu Fan.

"Uncle Junior, please ......"

The disciple of the Divine Sword Sect made a gesture of invitation, and Xuan Qing swaggered in.

Seeing Xuan Qing coming, the disciples sitting inside all got up and saluted Xuan Qing, "Little Uncle......

Seniority crushes people.

Xuan Qing looked over and found that there were many people he knew, Lin Li, Long Ming, Zuo Li and other disciples who were more prominent than others, and they obviously all had the strength of a seven-rank true immortal.

But he didn't say hello, just smiled and responded, then found a place to sit down and look at the competition below.

After the others saw the salute, they didn't say much, they all looked down quietly and competed, but they didn't make a sound, extremely quiet.

The two of them are fighting below, both of them are in the realm of seven-rank true immortals, and the strength of the two sides seems to be equal, and no one can help anyone, and the battle is in a stalemate.

The two sides fought for another quarter of an hour, and finally the disciple from Taixuanmen won the victory.

The other person also consumed a lot, and he had to leave the battle platform as a last resort, and soon a new disciple went up to compete, and it never stopped.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The waves of fighting swept through, and the dull sonic boom continued to resound on the battlefield.

The disciples of the Daoist Society didn't care, but the disciples who were watching outside kept cheering, and even had disputes, which was very noisy.

It can be said that it is in full swing.

Xuan Qing watched a few competitions at first, but he lost interest in the back, and all the highlights were in the back, so he began to close his eyes and recuperate.

This situation is not strange, and no one pays attention to Xuanqing, but there are exceptions, some people are secretly paying attention to Xuanqing.

This person is none other than Sun Tong.

Sun Tong was in the big competition in the sect at the beginning, set up a gamble, and finally lost all the magic weapons, so he held a grudge against Xuanqing.

He is also more than 1,900 years old this year, and his cultivation of the seventh-rank true immortal can barely participate in the Northern Xuan Domain Competition.

Although the talent is not outstanding, after all, he is old, and his strength is not to be underestimated among the Seven Rank True Immortals.

In recent decades, he has also used pills to break through the realm of the Eight Rank True Immortals.

"Xuanqing ......"

Looking at Xuan Qing, his eyes were full of anger, more than sixty years had passed since the sect was compared, and he had just recovered a trace of vitality.

A new magic weapon has been added, but now it is still a poor jingle bell.

All this is to blame on Xuan Qing!

He is deliberately persecuting himself!

It's all Xuan Qing's conspiracy to make himself nothing.

In this regard, how can Sun Tong not hate, like a surging river!

Xuan Qing seemed to be aware, his eyes patrolled, the two looked at each other, and Sun Tong put his gaze away.

Sun Tong is still self-aware, although he is an eight-rank true immortal, he can not think of him as Xuanqing's opponent, so he naturally does not dare to show it.

However, the Northern Xuan Domain is ......

There is a chance!

He couldn't swallow this evil breath in his heart at all, and if he didn't take revenge, he might become his inner demon.

Xuan Qing retracted his gaze, although he felt that the other party's eyes were not good, but he would not take it seriously, an eight-rank true immortal, at most he should keep an eye on it.

Sit in your seat and continue to close your eyes.

There were many episodes in the middle, it turned out that someone wanted to enter the Dao Society, but he didn't receive an invitation, and was stopped by the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect.

The disciples of the Divine Sword Sect who are responsible for maintaining them have the strength of the Seven Rank True Immortals, and only by defeating him can they enter the Dao Society.

But obviously, most of them ended in failure, of course, there are also successes, tens of thousands of disciples of the Heavenly Spirit Immortal Sect, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, it is inevitable that there will be disciples who are not inconspicuous, but the Northern Xuanyu Dabi can not be missed.

With the passage of time, the sky is dark and dim, but the square is still translucent, everywhere is full of night pearls, the outside is still overcrowded, and the number of people watching the excitement is not less, but gradually increasing.

After all, this is a grand event of the sect, and the sect is one level worse than it.

The discussion meeting also gradually entered a climax.

Gradually, there were already eight-rank true immortals on the field, and a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect also stepped onto the battle platform, looking at Xuanqing above.

"When the Divine Sword Sect was completed, he deliberately asked the little junior brother for a lesson or two. ”

Qiu Yucheng's tone was not good.

Everyone present could hear the provocation in Qiu Yucheng's tone.

Many people are surprised, is there any holiday between the two?

Only Lin Li and others who have participated in the big competition and know Qiu Yucheng's identity know why the other party is so targeting Xuan Qing.

Xuan Qing also frowned, he was in the Heavenly Spirit Immortal Sect, except for the fact that he had just joined the sect, and he didn't seem to have any grudges with a small character.

No, there's another person......

Chen Zhisong!

The son of the deputy head of Chen Ling!

When he saw that this person was from the Divine Sword Sect, he immediately understood that he was a disciple from the deputy head of the sect.

"What, isn't it true that Uncle Xiao, if you don't have the guts, don't dare to come down and ask for advice?"

Seeing that Xuanqing had not come down, Qiu Yucheng couldn't help but sneer, and in his words and demeanor, he didn't take Xuanqing, his uncle, in his eyes at all.

Nothing else said, after all, this is the respect of strength, what little uncle, at most it is just a form!

As for strength......

Now who in the Heavenly Spirit Immortal Sect doesn't know that Xuanqing is a seventh-grade true immortal, and he has already begun to do the task of the sect?

The eight-rank true immortal challenged the seventh-grade true immortal, which seemed to be overwhelming with power, but for their little uncle, the fourth-grade true immortal defeated the sixth-grade true immortal's Tianjiao, so it makes sense.

"Whatever the nephew said, I will come to meet the nephew's tricks. ”

Xuan Qing bit the word "nephew" very deeply.

came to the battle platform and stood opposite Qiu Yucheng, "Since I am your uncle, let you strike first, otherwise it will be passed out and kissed by me." ”

Qiu Yucheng's face was ugly.

"Uncle Xiao said that, then I'm not welcome......"

Qiu Yucheng was not light, so he immediately did not hesitate, and sacrificed his magic weapon, which was the eight-rank immortal sword.

For a while, the sword qi was sweeping up and down all around, and the wind and light in the space were bursting, and from time to time a cold light was slashed, and the space was to be cut, and the power was amazing.

Fortunately, there is a formation to protect it, otherwise everyone watching the battle will be injured.

The sword light burst into space.

Xuan Qing did not sacrifice the Seven Star Sword, and even the immortal power did not work, preparing to use his physical body to fight the enemy.

Eight true immortal bodies, it's time to try it now.

"What is this doing? He doesn't even use immortal power, does he want to use his physical body?"

Everyone looked surprised.

As far as they know, Xuan Qing is good at swordsmanship, and he doesn't seem to know anything about the physical body!

The one who has the most say is Long Ming, who is the body of the Nine Dragons and is the most proficient in physical body cultivation.

It was Qiu Yucheng, who saw that Xuanqing was not using immortal power, and felt that something was wrong in his heart.

Laugh at......

The sword light struck out, and it burst out of Xuan Qing's body in an instant, but it did not have any effect on Xuan Qing.

The next moment, he felt that his eyes were dazzling, Xuan Qing had disappeared, and he suddenly secretly said that it was not good.

If Xuanqing really succeeds in refining his body and lets him get close to him, it will be very unfavorable to him, and the defeat will be certain at that time.

For a moment, he went crazy backwards.

But it was too late.

Xuan Qing's speed was fast, and after blocking the sword, he immediately rushed forward, like a streamer of light flying, and the power of qi and blood rolled and condensed into a punch.

Xuanba Fist!

The fist is domineering, and the surging tide is like a tide!

Qiu Yucheng didn't have time to dodge, so he could only use his immortal power to condense a shield on the surface of his body, and the next moment he was instantly killed and shattered by his fist.

The residual fist was fierce, venting in his body, and he let out a "muffled snort", and his body couldn't help but retreat.

While the body regressed, at the same time, he did not forget to sacrifice his immortal sword, and the sword qi was vented from above, crisscrossing and killing.

Tianba Fist!

Xuan Qing didn't give up, his body still rushed up, and he condensed a punch to kill.

The sword qi that had just been vented was dispersed by the fist and fell on Qiu Yucheng's body again.

"Poof!" Qiu Yucheng spat blood, and his body fell directly to the ground, his fist strength was too domineering.

And he is not a body refiner, and he has no time to use the immortal power to protect the body, so the injury is not light.

Xuan Qing's body protruded violently, and he quickly came to Qiu Yucheng's face, "Senior nephew, you lost." ”

Hearing this sentence in Qiu Yucheng's ears, it was a huge shame, and his face suddenly turned red.

"Ahem, cough, cough......" He wanted to speak, but his body was in severe pain, and he couldn't spit out words at all, and the corners of his mouth were just bleeding wildly.

Eating two punches in a row was not so pleasant, enough for him to drink a pot.

Xuan Qing had already returned to his position.

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