In Li Mad's previous life, his talent was not the best among the Dongwu Immortal Sect, he did not have a physique against the sky, but he pushed all the way horizontally, climbed to the peak of martial arts, stepped on mountains and rivers, Ling Jiuxiao, and was invincible in the world.

For Li Mad, having a constitution against the sky is not a necessary condition for reaching the peak of martial arts.

In the last life, there were countless Tianjiao people who were defeated in the hands of Li Mad, what about those people who had the physique and talent against the sky, and they were not trampled under his feet by the same?

However, this life is different, his soul power is much stronger than ordinary people, and he has cultivated the Ten Desolation Tyrant Body Technique, and his martial body is extremely strong.

This is his talent, his firm Dao heart, and his talent against the heavens, when he has both of these things, who can stop his rise?

The Dongwu Immortal Sect will be the place where he will rise again.

At this time, in the back mountain of the Dongwu Immortal Sect, in the Valley of the Lost Gods, next to the small pool, Yuan Feilong drove the flying sword like crazy to attack and kill Li Marant.

The sword light transformed by the Zihong Flying Sword was extremely powerful, the mountains, rocks and trees turned into dust when they touched it, the sword qi was vast and radiated more than ten zhang, and the ground around Li Mad was full of sword marks one after another.

However, no matter how powerful Yuan Feilong's sword light was, he couldn't even touch the corners of Li Yan's clothes.

"How is it possible, how is it possible ......"

Yuan Feilong roared in his exhaustion, like madness.

"Alright, that's it. ”

Li Mad didn't want to entangle with this guy anymore, so he saw that his knife momentum changed, and he went straight into it with a single knife, directly slashing Yuan Feilong's flying sword with one sword, and then slashing at Yuan Feilong with one sword.

His knife still seemed to be very ordinary, but it was magically placed on Yuan Feilong's neck.

"You ......"

Yuan Feilong spurted out a mouthful of blood, and this time, he was really depressed to vomit blood.

"I am perishing with you. ”

Yuan Feilong roared wildly, he desperately used the power of his mind to control the flying sword, and the purple rainbow flying sword that was slashed by Li Mad burst out with an unprecedented sword light and strangled towards Li Mad and killed, even ignoring his own life.

"I don't know what to say!"

Li Mad directly slapped Yuan Feilong's face with the blade of the knife, but the poor Yuan Feilong vomited blood again, and there were several bloody teeth mixed in this blood.

This Yuan Feilong was directly swept out by Li Mad with a knife body, and when he was in the air, he fainted very embarrassed.

"Sonorous!"

The flying sword, which lost control, fell directly to the ground.

"This useless waste!"

On the Tobu Hall, the old face of Yuan Zhentian, the ancestor of the Yuan family, was lost, and he smashed the armrest of the seat with an angry palm.

"Haha......"

Gu Yaoyang laughed, he was really happy to see Yuan Zhentian deflated.

He and Yuan Zhentian are old rivals, these two have been fighting openly and secretly for endless years, this Yuan Zhentian is scheming, and Yuan Zhentian has always had the upper hand.

If there are no accidents, they will continue to fight.

Wu Hongdao, the sect leader of the Dongwu Immortal Sect, was also helpless when he saw this scene, whether it was Yuan Zhentian or Gu Yaoyang, they were all sages of the Dongwu Immortal Sect, and in the entire Dongwu Immortal Sect, their influence was second only to themselves!

Between Yuan Zhentian and Gu Yaoyang, it is harmless to make a small fight, but if it is real, it will definitely not work.

"Haha, this little guy is a little clever!"

At this time, Gu Yaoyang smiled again.

Everyone smiled when they saw the projection of the ancient mirror.

I saw that Li Mad actually searched Yuan Feilong's whole body, and the Zihong Flying Sword, the storage ring, and the Qingling Jade Plate all became his trophies.

Li Mad found that Chu Yan'er seemed to be about to lose her hold, shaking, her eyes were confused, and she was about to fall into madness.

"Hey, it's still a little bit hot!"

Li Yan shook her head, Chu Yan'er was slightly inferior to Chen Fan and Yang Chen, both in terms of cultivation and willpower, and her inner demons were about to explode.

If she wants to rely on her own strength, it seems that it will be difficult to pass this hurdle.

Li Mad stepped forward and directly tied the Qingling Jade Plate he had taken from Yuan Feilong to Chu Yan'er's waist.

At the moment when Li Yan tied the Qingling jade plate for Chu Yan'er, Chu Yan'er suddenly became clear, her heart was not born, and she gradually calmed down.

And Chen Fan and Yang Chen, who were on the side, were already sweating profusely and struggling to support.

At this time, even Gu Pengfei had to run the Gu Family Xuangong to resist the chaotic power of the Lost God Valley.

Only Li Mad still acted as if it was fine.

Li thought about it for a while, and left the small waterhole directly, and soon, in a nearby area, there was an angry roar.

Soon, the battle was over.

Then in another place, there was also a roar.

Soon, however, the place calmed down again.

When Li Mad returned to the small pool, he had two more Qingling jade cards in his hand.

"Cow, this kid is really a veteran of the black hand!"

On the Tobu Hall, everyone saw this scene through the projection of the ancient mirror, their faces were a little unnatural, and they all secretly looked at the sect master on the throne.

The sect leader of the Dongwu Immortal Sect, Wu Hongdao, had a normal face and did not say anything.

It was Gu Yaoyang's voice that sounded in the main hall.

Li Mad actually went to those managers of the Lost God Valley to borrow the Qingling Jade Plate.

He tied the two green spirit jade cards he borrowed to Chen Fan and Yang Chen's bodies, and then, these two guys were no longer affected by the power of the chaotic stone.

At this time, the martial artists who participated in the second round of the assessment of the Dongwu Immortal Sect were still constantly moving out of the Valley of the Lost Gods.

After Li Mad did all this, he looked at the sky, and it seemed that there was still some time, so he also sat cross-legged on the ground, allowing the power of chaos to invade.

Soon, the demons in his heart were hooked, and in a trance, he only felt that he had returned to his previous life, standing on the top of the mountain, looking up at the sky, waiting for the Immortal Martial Tribulation to come.

Then, a familiar figure appeared in front of Li Mad .

"Lin Qingyao ......"

Li Yan's state of mind began to change.

He confronted his own demons, yes, his own demons were Lin Qingyao, and when he crossed the catastrophe, it was Lin Qingyao who gave him a sword.

Dare to face your own demons, throughout the ages, there are really few people who dare to make such an attempt.

A scene from 600 years ago was repeated again in his inner world.

Even if Li Mad's Dao heart was extremely firm, he still almost lost himself in the illusion.

When the three hours came, Li Yan opened his eyes on time and stood up from the ground, and all the illusions in front of him disappeared in an instant.

This is the Tobu mad god, what about the demons, this is just your own state of mind, if you want to release the demons, release them, and if you want to take them back, take them back.

Freedom is from me, and the devil is born from the heart, and it is also destroyed from the heart.

"Dang!"

As a melodious bell rang, all the people who were still participating in the second round of the entrance examination of the Dongwu Immortal Sect in the Valley of the Lost Gods only felt light, and all the illusions that appeared in front of them disappeared.

"Only eighty-three people have passed the test?"

At the entrance of the Lost God Valley, looking at the burned incense, the faces of Gu Xuanyang and Shang Yuanshan were extremely solemn.