Someone immediately came over and gave Zhu Nanfeng a reduction pill, and after a while, Zhu Nanfeng's face was a little bloody, and with the support of other disciples, he left the competition platform.

Luo Baichuan looked at Zhu Nanfeng, who was being helped away, and then looked at Leng Yan. Although he always knew that Leng Yan's strength was not bad, Luo Baichuan still didn't expect that with Leng Yan's current strength, he could defeat Zhu Nanfeng, a middle-level Martial Emperor, to know that Leng Yan's current strength was just a high-level Martial King.

Looking at Luo Baichuan's expression, Leng Yan was a little helpless and shrugged his shoulders.

"Brother Luo, what kind of expression do you have?"

Luo Baichuan shook his head. He laughed dryly twice, and then changed the subject.

"Now that you have passed the first round of selection, you should also prepare for the second round of selection, after all, there are descendants and disciples participating in the second round, and the difficulty is not comparable to the first selection."

Leng Yan listened to Luo Baichuan's words, thought about it, and still asked his thoughts.

"How strong is the strength of the disciples?"

"In fact, the current strength of the disciples is also a middle-level Martial Emperor. It was only because of their outstanding talent that they were selected as descendants. Of course, as disciples of the sect, their cultivation methods and resources are incomparable to other disciples, including the disciples of the genius area, they can only be compared, so if you are against the disciples, you must be cautious. ”

Leng Yan nodded, thoughtful.

"Special cultivation? Is it similar to the power of the flame used by Zhu Nanfeng? ”

After listening to Leng Yan's question, Luo Baichuan smiled slightly.

"It's a little similar, but the level is not at the same level, so in case you meet a disciple, to be honest, I still hope you give up."

After finishing speaking, Luo Baichuan looked at Leng Yan staring at him, and added.

"Of course, I know you're not going to give up."

Looking at Luo Baichuan's distant back, Leng Yan thought about what Luo Baichuan had just said, and then thought of the scene of the battle with Zhu Nanfeng. After that, Leng Yan suddenly remembered the spiritual power that Nie Yingtian said, so he ran directly to the Materia Medica.

The current disciples of the Materia Medica, seeing Leng Yan are as enthusiastic as seeing their relatives, with a smile on their faces.

"Yan Shao is here, I don't know what you have to tell you this time?"

"Brother Nie, is he there?"

"Yes, Yan Shao, please, Elder Nie has ordered, as long as you come over, go directly to see him."

Leng Yan followed this Materia Medica disciple and came directly to Nie Yingtian's residence.

Watching the disciples of the Materia Medica Hall leave, Leng Yan knocked on the door and pushed open the door of Nie Yingtian's house.

Nie Yingtian looked at Leng Yan with a smile on his face.

"I heard that brother, you are very majestic today, even Zhu Nanfeng was easily defeated by you, and now the genius area is spreading your methods to the gods."

Leng Yan shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Brother, I didn't expect you to come to entertain me too."

After hearing this, Nie Yingtian put away his smile.

"Brother, shouldn't you be preparing for the second selection now, why do you still have time to come to me."

Leng Yan said directly.

"Brother, the last time you talked about spiritual power, I have been thinking about it, since spiritual power is formed after the condensation of the sea of divine consciousness, and it can materialize one's own breath, I am right."

After hearing this, Nie Yingtian nodded, affirming Leng Yan's statement.

Leng Yan continued.

"I remember the last time my brother said that only when you reach the Martial Saint level will the Divine Consciousness Sea form spiritual power, then that is to say, unless you reach the Martial Saint, it is possible to materialize your own breath. However, I don't understand, Zhu Nanfeng, who fought with me today, is obviously impossible to reach the Martial Saint level, but the flames he uses are real. That's why I'm here to ask you, brother. ”

Nie Yingtian pointed at Leng Yan with his finger.

"What about you, I heard that you also used flames to defeat Zhu Nanfeng, didn't you?"

Leng Yan was stunned for a moment, his real name is Huoyan, could it be that Zhu Nanfeng is too?

Looking at Leng Yan's somewhat puzzled expression, Nie Yingtian explained.

"The formation and use of the so-called spiritual power, that is for ordinary people, there is a group of people with a special system, born with the power of a certain attribute, we call it the innate body."

Leng Yan muttered to himself.

"Innate body, innate body."

Leng Yan's eyes lit up.

"Brother, you mean to say that people with innate bodies are born with the power to concretize their breath, right?"

Nie Yingtian listened to Leng Yan's words with a relieved face.

"Yes, it's just that the innate body is divided into many kinds, you just need to know it now, a lot of things are told to you now, you can't understand it yet, it's still that sentence, when you reach the level of martial saint, you will naturally understand."

Leng Yan sighed, knowing that it would be in vain to ask again.

"Then, how many of the disciples in the Yanchuan District are innate bodies?"

"All of them, and their strength is only higher than Zhu Nanfeng. Therefore, if it is for the disciples of the Shangyan Transmission District, it will definitely be a challenge for you. ”

Leng Yan listened to Nie Yingtian's words and nodded heavily. After learning about the situation of those descendant disciples, Leng Yan took his leave and left Nie Yingtian's residence.

Back at his residence, Ruyan and Du Sanpang were already waiting at the door.

Ruyan saw Leng Yan come back, and her face was overjoyed.

"I heard that Childe defeated a very powerful opponent, and everyone is spreading it."

Leng Yan shook his head and smiled.

Du Sanpang shook his bulging body and moved over.

"Yan Shao, such a good thing, you didn't take me and Ruyan to watch, it's too boring."

Leng Yan knew that Du Sanpang had been holding back for too long, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he didn't care.

Back at the residence, Leng Yan ordered directly to Ruyan and Du Sanfat.

"For three days, no one will be allowed to disturb me, and I will prepare for the second round of selection."

Watching the two leave, Leng Yan fell into deep thought, this selection, the fire-loving lion scorpion and the devouring beaver can't be used, and the gods and demons nine changes can't be used, and the only thing he can rely on is the body refining duel and the eight-step dragon fist.

If the body refining body can't find the third flame now, there is no way to make progress, and the only thing left of the eight-step dragon fist is the eighth layer dragon descending now.

Thinking of this, Leng Yan directly began to attack the cultivation of the eighth layer of the eight-step dragon fist, and after absorbing the power of Zhu Nanfeng's beacon fire, Leng Yan felt that his real name Huoyan had become more fulfilling.

Three days later, the sound of the dragon groan, which alarmed the disciples of the entire genius area. Everyone is speculating as to where the sound is coming from. Just as everyone was about to look for it, the sound of the dragon's groan stopped abruptly. Many disciples and disciples in the genius area have already begun to look around, but they have found nothing.

Du Sanpang and Ruyan have been guarding the door of the cold house.

Leng Yan slowly opened his eyes.

"I'm here for the second round of the fight."