Under the golden light of the Buddha Gate, the evil aura in the body of the saint has been completely clear, exuding the breath it should have, and that breath gives people a sense of ease, worthy of being a carefree Taoist.

"This is my last thought. If the younger generations are lucky, they will be able to get my inheritance. Lei Peng's seal formula, Kunpeng's nine movements, and Shenkun's shield armor technique choose one of the three. At the same time, I have a trace of saint's blood in my body, and I have given it to you. ”

After finishing speaking, the power of the three divine senses floated in mid-air for Mao Zheng to choose. Of course, Mao Zheng did not hesitate to choose Kunpeng Jiudong.

As soon as he touched that mass of divine consciousness power, that divine consciousness power immediately followed Mao Zheng's fingers all the way to the inner sea of consciousness, and after feeling the Kunpeng Nine Movements cultivation method that came out of thin air, Mao Zheng bowed to the remains of the saint.

At this time, a drop of essence blood containing majestic energy appeared in front of Mao Zheng, and Mao Zheng knew that this drop of essence blood was definitely not something that he could refine and absorb.

Kunlun Mirror felt the breath of a saint and immediately woke up from his deep sleep. Looking at the drop of the blood of the saint, he said, "The blood of the saint is the holy character I told you." After breaking through the saint realm for a long time, remember to absorb the saint within a stick of incense, otherwise the saint realm cultivation will regress to the sub-saint realm. ”

Mao Zheng nodded, and then put this drop of essence blood into the Kunlun Mirror, using the power of this piece of heaven and earth to keep the spiritual power of the saint's blood intact.

Just when his divine sense entered the Kunlun Mirror, there was a strange movement from the Eastern Emperor Bell, as if he wanted to communicate with Mao Zheng about something.

After Mao Zheng weighed it, he removed the seal that sealed the Eastern Emperor Zhong's divine sense, and then asked, "What do you want to tell me?"

Donghuang Zhong said: "Your drop of blood with a holy character must be obtained after breaking through the saint realm before you can take it, if you use me to refine the saint's body, it will also produce a drop of the saint's blood, I don't know if you are willing?"

Mao Zheng was not carried away by the benefits, and said: "This senior passed on my Kunpeng Nine Movements and gave me a drop of the blood of a saint, and I still covet his physical body, is this what an apprentice should do?"

Donghuang Zhong said: "This is originally an era of the weak and the strong, and strength is respected. In this world of deceit, where is there absolute affection?"

Mao Zheng said: "If you say it again, I will definitely beat you to lose your spirituality!"

Donghuang Zhong said: "I think you dare! If you really do this, Donghuang will not let you go!"

Mao Zheng said: "Do you think I dare?" After finishing speaking, he destroyed his own power to destroy the saint, and that breath made the saints jealous, not to mention an Eastern Emperor Bell comparable to the sixth-layer realm of true immortals.

Donghuang Zhong said: "One day you will feel that this world is cruel. ”

Mao Zheng snorted and left the world inside the Kunlun Mirror.

He bowed to the body of the saint, and then said, "I offended my predecessors." I can't let your body be buried here. ”

After finishing speaking, Mao Zheng put the body of this saint into the Kunlun mirror. Then he left the place. After leaving this place, Mao Zheng left the forest and prepared to go to the place of the god list competition.

However, he didn't know where the place of the Divine List Contest was, so he had to go back to the Pure Land and let the Fighting Holy Buddha take him there.

When the Fighting Holy Buddha saw him, he couldn't help but be startled. He didn't expect that after only a few months of not seeing him, Mao Zheng would be promoted to a Taixian monk.

"Senior, let's compare speeds?" Mao Zheng said with a smile, the first move of Kunpeng's nine movements immediately came out, and his whole person was like an arrow off the string, extremely fast.

Seeing Mao Zheng's strange body method, the Fighting Holy Buddha secretly said: I am afraid that this body method is not worse than my somersault cloud control technique.

Immediately cast a somersault cloud control technique, and a somersault cloud appeared, and the whole person chased towards Mao Zheng like a wild horse.

You chase after me, and no one will let anyone. However, because of the high cultivation of the Fighting Holy Buddha, he still had a slight advantage in the end.

This time chasing Mao Zheng has already performed five movements, and the other four movements Mao Zheng has not yet comprehended, and now he can't perform them at all.

Mao Zheng caught up with the Fighting Holy Buddha and said: "It's not that my body technique is not as good as yours, but I have only comprehended so much. There are still four movements in the back, if I fully learn the Kunpeng Nine Movements, it will be no problem to dump you for ten streets!"

Fighting the Holy Buddha said: "I have to admit that your secret technique is very strong, but my somersault cloud control technique has not been exerted to the extreme, and it is really impossible to tell which is stronger and which is weaker." ”

The two continued to compete in speed, and in this competition, Mao Zheng became more and more comfortable with Kunpeng's nine movements, and his proficiency was far from being comparable to his previous self.

Just like that, it only took them ten days to go from the Pure Land to the place where the gods competed in the Southern Regions of the Cultivation Realm. There are many talents here, and there are many demons.

The highest and Mao Zheng have the same immortal realm cultivation, but it is impossible to know which of the two is stronger or weaker.

The Divine List Contest is set in the Shushan Sword Sect, the first sect in the Southern Regions, the strongest sect in the second cave heaven in the cultivation world, and no one will dare to make a mistake in this Divine List Contest organized by them.

For some reason, there was a sudden commotion on the field, and Mao Zheng looked into the distance to develop a young man dressed in white surrounded by a group of female cultivators, and all kinds of screams continued.

Because of the practice of Buddhism, Mao Zheng did not envy too much in his heart, but continued to practice after just taking a look.

This white-clothed young man is the first true legend of the Shushan Sword Sect - Jian Wufeng. His one-handed swordsmanship was earth-shattering, he was only fifteen years old in the Shenbang competition that year, and he won the third with his one-handed swordsmanship, and the second and second were already nineteen years old.

Now that he has been cultivating for three years, his strength must have skyrocketed a lot, especially the swordsmanship that has definitely reached the peak of the realm.

A majestic voice changed the noisy noise: "Everyone, calm down, my Shushan Sword Sect is fortunate to be able to hold a god list competition this time, and it is a great honor at this time."

Now I announce the official start of the God List Competition. However, after a collective discussion among the denominations, we decided to hold a preliminary tournament in order to get to know each other. So before the God List competition, we will have a preliminary round.

There are no rules for this preliminaries, just for everyone to get to know each other. The time is limited to one hour. ”

After speaking, the gong sounded, marking the official start of the preliminaries. The disciples of various sects have entered the Divine List Martial God Mirror to compete.

The battle was about to break out, a disciple of the Shanhai Sect stabbed at someone with a long sword in his hand, that person was caught off guard, and became the first person to be blasted out of the Divine Array Martial God Mirror, no matter how unwilling he was, this shame would always be with him, unless he could defeat that person in the main competition.

The sword in Jian Wufeng's hand has not moved, and no one can mention the battle intent and fight with this sword intent of his own, after all, the persimmon has to be pinched softly.

So those disciples who are not famous have become the primary targets of this preliminaries, including Mao Zheng.

When Mao Zheng saw a disciple swinging a machete towards him, the five-nine sword was slowly and leisurely drawn, and just when the big knife was about to wipe his neck, the five-nine sword came quietly.

Clang. The swords collided together, and the force of the shock knocked the disciple and the sword out of the Divine Rank Martial God Mirror.

"You dare to touch my junior brother!

"Rampant!"

"If you have the ability, you will come, why are you talking so much nonsense?"

All kinds of insults continued, and at the same time, many people were also blasted out of the Martial God Mirror of the Divine List, including Mao Zheng. It's not that Mao Zheng's strength is not enough, but he doesn't want to expose his hole cards too early.