Volume 2 Iron Tree Hall Chapter 239 Qingjing Pavilion, Wuwei Look

Watching the unscathed Haoxu Yao slowly rise into the air to welcome the rewards belonging to the victors, at the same time, the purple mansion manifested by the Dao Tong on the ground was also blown away by the wind like dust, re-revealing the platform.

The demon clans in Soul State all cheered, the cheers were deafening, the first victory of the five battles was won by the demon clan, as long as they won two games, the demon clan could win a good start this year, and overwhelmed the human race in momentum.

Tang Hua and the others were infected by the atmosphere, and they also cheered loudly, shouting the name of 'Hao Xuyao' loudly, over and over again, shouting for more than a dozen breaths, and only after the two of them left the stage, did they gradually return to calm.

Compared with the high momentum of the demon race, the human race does not have much loss, after all, this is the first game, most people just feel sorry for the Taoist child, and at the same time are glad that the Taoist child is not dead, otherwise the human race will lose more than one competition, of course, there are also some people who do not deal with the Daomen, gloating in the bottom of their hearts, but they say that the Taoist child is too careless, causing the human race to lose a game and other blame remarks.

After the two of them left the field, the shouting and cheering calmed down, and they and their friends began to comment on the battle just now.

Wolf Guo said excitedly: "Didn't that green thunder hit?"

Tang Hua denied: "Impossible, everyone saw it, he was obviously hit, and there was a hole in his chest when he landed, don't you say it?"

Xuhui was silent, and he vaguely guessed the answer.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yue Ling'er was a little strange and asked, "What's wrong?"

Sima Shuo glanced at Xuhui and remembered that Xuhui had told him about the physical characteristics of his race before, and guessed, "Is it a spirit body?"

Xuhui nodded, and shook his head again, he wasn't quite sure, but this was the most likely possibility.

Tang Hua asked, "What is a spirit body?"

After hearing the conversation between Sima Shuo and the others, Song Huang and the other adults were suddenly surprised, they were also guessing before, but they didn't think about it.

Song Huang explained: "The so-called spirit body means that the body can be transformed into attribute forms like the spirit race, such as: water, fire, wind, thunder, etc., and ordinary attacks cannot hurt them at all. ”

Mrs. Ling sighed with emotion: "If this is the case, he is not only a huge fire pill, but also a fire spirit body, then he is really blessed, if there is no big accident, he will definitely be able to become the mainstay of our demon clan in the future." ”

Tie Yan said: "It's still too tender, and it still needs to be sharpened." ”

Xi Lan analyzed: "The fighting style is too straightforward, the confrontation at the beginning is brute force, and if you waste such a huge amount of yuan power, you should not have participated in actual combat." ”

Huo Silk said for the two of them: "After all, they are still young, and it is normal to have little actual combat experience. ”

Hearing this, Song Huang subconsciously glanced at Sima Shuo, in terms of actual combat, Sima Shuo was much stronger than the two on the stage, he guessed that this should be related to the 'Despair Ridge', after all, the survival mode there is much more cruel than outside.

Minglu and Mrs. Ling had different views, and they were also a little different from others, and murmured, "It's too early to talk about winning or losing, right?"

Only a genius who grows up is a genius, no matter how amazing and brilliant the two are, as long as they fall, it will be just a piece of loess, meaningless and worthless.

Soon, the second battle of the strongest was also ready, representing the Demon Clan's Supreme Ming Dan Realm was a leopard-like dragon head of Jair, while the human race was a young man wearing armor and holding a black iron spear.

Everyone looked at Song Huang, there was more information about these two people, Song Huang said: "Ao Er, in the later stage of the Mingdan Realm, people are as their name suggests, they are extremely violent, and they like to torture and kill prey the most. ”

"Wang Fu, the peak of the Inscription Realm, born in the border city, the disciple of the deputy hall master of the 'Martial Palace', has participated in many dangerous battles, he crawled out of the pile of dead people, and even used the mid-stage cultivation of the Inscription Realm to kill a demon clan in the late stage of the Danhuo Realm. ”

"Both of them have also participated in a supreme battle separately, and both of them won, so this one is a five-five victory. ”

One is thirsty for killing, the other is good at fighting, and the collision of these two people is very much expected before the Spring Festival, because it is likely that only one person will leave alive.

Ao Er smiled evilly: "Have you explained your last words?"

Wang Fu threw a spear, stepped on a lunge, pointed the tip of the spear at Ao Er, and said, "It's your honor to die under my gun." ”

Ao Er sneered, spat out a long sword from his mouth, bit the hilt, and said, "I will make you regret standing here." ”

Both sides set up their positions and waited for the scales to announce 'start'.

The conversation between the two clearly fell on the ears of everyone in Soul State, and they did not show weakness in for tat, whether it was the human race or the demon race, under the influence of the two, they all began to shout at each other.

In the second layer of the Soul State, the number of human races and demon races is much smaller, and it is much calmer than the lower layer, because for them, the uncanonized ones are just ants, no matter how good their talent is, they are still ants, how can they care about the outcome of the battle between ants.

They are more likely to drink and gossip with their friends, talking about some of the things that have happened to them in the past few years or who will be canonized in the next few years, including the four people in the fourth and fifth sessions, all of whom have a good chance of becoming one of them.

In the boundary of the human race on the second floor, there is a mountain range of Taiji diagram style surrounded by mountains, called 'Taiji Ridge', among which the two peaks located in the middle of the Taiji Ridge are the most towering, the top is built with a view and a pavilion on the first floor, a plaque is hung on the gate of the pavilion, the book is 'Qingjing', and a plaque is also hung on the gate of the Taoist temple, and the book is 'Wuwei', so it is called 'Qingjing Pavilion' and 'Wuwei View' respectively.

Among them, the Qingjing Pavilion is used to detain the ghosts and resentful ghosts, and the Wuwei Guan is the Taoist priest who lives in the Daomen and is responsible for suppressing the ghosts of the Qingjing Pavilion, with a total of thirteen people, corresponding to the thirteen-story attic.

At this time, there were three people sitting in the chamber, and in the middle of the hall was a small supreme battle platform, which was a miniature version of the projection outside.

Sitting on the main seat is the deputy head of the Daomen, an old man with crane hair and a childish face, with a pure yang scarf on his head, a wooden sword on his back, and a seal on his waist, and the road name: Pure Yang Zhenren.

The two people on his left and right are the 'Wuwei Taoist', the master of Wuweiguan, and the 'Xiaoyaozi', one of the seven sons of the Daomen.

Wuwei Daoist is also an old man, but his body is emaciated to the extent of skin and bones, because he took the initiative to die in the valley before his death, turned into a soul clan, and helped Daomen sit here, so although his strength and status are not top in the Daomen, he is quite respected by the people in the Daomen.

Xiaoyaozi is a middle-aged Taoist priest, wearing a lotus crown like Qingtian Tongzi, with a long sword pinned to his waist, and his robe is very loose.

One of the two is responsible for the Wuwei Concept located in Soul State, and the other is the head of one of the seven branches of the Daomen, both of whom are people in the middle of the Daomen and at the top of the status, and the reason why they gather here at the same time is mainly because Qingtian Tongzi is not only talented, but also a disciple of Xiaoyaozi, and Chunyang Zhenren is Xiaoyaozi's young preaching teacher, so the three of them can be said to belong to the same lineage.

After the battle ended, Chunyang Zhenren looked at the two of them and said, "What do you think?"

Xiaoyaozi looked at Wuwei Daoist for help, Wuwei Daoist responded with a smile, and then made a Dao Door Inspector to Chunyang Zhenren, and said: "This loss is not necessarily a bad thing, although he can't get the gift of God, and go further in the Purple Mansion Realm, but if he can learn the word 'cautious' from this time, it will only be more beneficial to him in the future." ”

Xiaoyaozi echoed with a smile: "Brother Dao is right, if you accidentally hurt your life or the Great Dao in the future, it will be even more worth the loss." ”

Seeing that both of them pleaded with Qingtian, Chunyang Zhenren said in a deep voice: "Having said that, even if Qingtian tries his best, he still deserves to be punished if he loses or loses, which is also good for giving the Holy Emperor and the human race an explanation." ”

Xiaoyaozi could only helplessly respond: "Yes." ”

Wuwei Daoist suggested: "How about punishing him to stay in Soul State and destroy ten resentful beasts as punishment?"

This is a good idea, it seems to be a punishment, but in fact, it can not only boil the soul, but also improve his actual combat ability, killing two birds with one stone, Xiaoyaozi looked at his teacher, although Chunyang Zhenren smiled and nodded, but stretched out three fingers.

The two of them understood and knew that the deputy head was really angry, and they thought that ten heads were too little, so they tripled Qingtian, looked at each other, and didn't speak.