"Is that Senior Brother Cultivating Spirits? It is said that he has only been in the Qiandian for less than a month, and he dares to compete with a personal disciple like Senior Brother Xia Hao. ”

"Hey, what do you know? It is said that Senior Brother Spiritual Cultivation is the champion of the Academy Sect Conference, and he also rejected the invitation of the Yin Yang Pavilion, and instead invested in our Returning Heart Sect, his ability. It's not comparable to ordinary personal disciples. ”

"The champion of the Academy Faction Conference, it's really amazing, that position has been occupied by the people of the Yin-Yang Pavilion all these years."

"However, Senior Brother Xia Hao is not comparable to those opponents in the Great War of the Hundred Dynasties, and Senior Brother Xiu Ling is probably also kicked to the iron plate today. ”

"Hehe, Senior Brother Xiu Ling is quite handsome, I hope he can win. ”

"Nymphomaniac. ”

Low whispers continued to sound on the periphery of the square, and tens of thousands of registered disciples stared at the cultivators with burning eyes, among these disciples, there were also some young and beautiful female disciples, so in those whispers, there were also some playful laughter, which made the atmosphere a lot more lively.

Hearing the whispers around him, Xiu Ling couldn't help but chuckle, his eyes swept lightly, and then he found that there was such a huge number of disciples, and he immediately secretly smacked his tongue, is this the disciple resources of the Qiandian? It is really a bit strong. He could sense that even those named disciples had all stepped into the Silent Annihilation Realm, so to speak, there were tens of thousands of people in the Silent Annihilation Realm just in this Dry Hall

If you add the other three halls, the number is ......

"It is worthy of being a super sect" Thinking of this, the cultivator couldn't help but feel a little shocked in his heart, and only then did he understand why the super sect was the master of the Taixi Continent. This kind of strength is not comparable to any force at all.

"Uncle Fan Ye. Now that the spiritual cultivators have arrived, can the competition begin? There are still many disciples to compete and advance in the future. Xia Hao stretched his waist and looked at Fan Ye and the others. Laughed.

Fan Ye also nodded when he heard this, and then looked at the two of them. He said in a deep voice: "In my dry hall, it is not forbidden for disciples to compete with each other. But you also have to remember clearly, the point of discussion is over, this is the Guixin Sect, you are all brothers, not enemies of life and death. ”

"Yes!"

Hearing Fan Ye's solemn tone, Xiu Ling and Xia Hao did not dare to slack off, and responded respectfully. ...,

Seeing this, Fan Ye nodded with satisfaction, and then waved his palm and said, "Since this is the case, then I will announce that this monthly comparison has officially begun!"

"Cultivator, if you can not fall behind in the battle with Xia Hao, you are qualified to become the fifth pro-lineage disciple of the Qiandian!

"The disciple did his best. ”

Xiu Ling nodded, then slowly turned around, faced Xia Hao, and clenched his fists lightly: "Senior Brother Xia Hao, please advise!"

As Xiu Ling's words fell, some of the whispers that originally existed on the square were also quietly annihilated, and tens of thousands of eyes looked at the field with burning eyes, and the tense atmosphere made people a little breathless.

"If you want to become the fifth great disciple of the personal lineage, I won't let you pass this level easily. Xia Hao stared at the cultivation spirit and said slowly.

"In that case, I will have to defeat my brother. Xiu Ling pursed his lips, and then a smile appeared on his face, and he said softly.

"This kind of thing, you can't just talk about it!"

Xia Hao smiled faintly, and then his eyes suddenly sharpened, and he stepped out, and the majestic spiritual power swept away from his body without reservation at this moment, he had already made up his mind, and used all his strength to defeat the spiritual cultivation with the speed of thunder, so that he clearly understood that now, if he wants to become a personal disciple, he is not qualified enough!

Call!

Sensing Xia Hao's fierce oppression, the cultivator's eyes also appeared solemn, and he took a deep breath, Xia Hao was one of the great disciples of the Qiandian Sect, and that kind of combat power could not be underestimated by him at all.

As soon as he entered the competition, Xia Hao's face was covered by a layer of indifference, and he really didn't have the slightest intention of warming up, as soon as he held his palm, the majestic spiritual power was condensed in his palm like lightning, and then turned into a spiritual power knife that was long enough to be long, and an astonishing sharp fluctuation emanated from it.

Rumble!

The big sword was condensed, Xia Hao suddenly stepped out, and an afterimage appeared on the spot, but its body turned into a ray of light, and at an astonishing speed, it went straight to the spiritual cultivation.

Swish!

Xia Hao's speed was amazingly fast, and in a flash, he appeared in front of the spiritual cultivation, his eyes were cold, the sword cut through the space, with an amazing chill, and slashed down at the spiritual cultivation like lightning!

The sword had not yet fallen, and the fierce aura had already made a deep mark on the ground.

Clang!

In the face of Xia Hao's thunderous attack, the palm of the spiritual cultivator also flipped suddenly, and a spirit knife also flashed out, rising against the storm, directly turning into a huge knife slash, and slamming into the knife fiercely, suddenly sparks burst out, and the sound of gold and iron resounded.

The violent wind erupted from the field, Xia Hao's body shook, and he took a few steps back, but he was obviously extremely experienced in combat, and the moment he retreated, the sword directly exploded instantly, turning into more than a dozen lights and shadows, and slashed at the same place in front of him.

Boom!

And under his fierce sword, the knife slash was directly shattered, but just when the knife slash was shattered, a figure flashed out directly from above it, and the spirit knife in his hand was shining, and it directly hit dozens of sublimation slashes with his head and face, with incomparably violent power, and roared towards Xia Hao below.

Looking at the knife slash like a torrential rain, the chill in Xia Hao's eyes was even worse, and the bright light was wildly condensed on his fist, and a majestic fluctuation spread out, and then he punched out.

Boom!

The knife slash was shattered again, but the next few knife slashes were still intact, seeing this, Xia Hao directly punched out again, the knife slash was shattered, and the cultivator also moved, looking at Xia Hao on the square, and in his eyes, there was gradually a boiling battle intent surging.

"Since you're going to fight, let's have a good time!"

The corners of Xiuling's mouth cracked, the spirit knife in his hand disappeared, and the ink white appeared in his hand.

"Something capable. ”

On the square, Xia Hao stood proudly with a golden big knife in his hand, his eyes were also staring at the cultivation spirit fieryly, and then he took a deep breath, and a powerful wave slowly spread out of his body.

And when that fluctuation spread out, the ground around Xia Hao also withered at an alarming speed.

Dry force.

Many disciples' eyes were condensed at this moment, Xia Hao was about to use his strength, this was a special power unique to their disciples of the Qiandian.

Click!

A series of fine seals spread quickly from the place where Xia Hao was standing, and the bluestone under his feet was also fried here and turned yellow at an astonishing speed, as if it had been invaded by the years.

The most unique strength of the Qiandian is also the symbol of the disciples of the Qiandian, as one of the four major disciples of the Qiandian, Xia Hao's Qianji is now cultivated to the point of the seventh level, that kind of ferocity, compared to the previous Meng Hao, "I don't know how many times stronger, and the eyes of the cultivator are also slightly solemn looking at Xia Hao."

"Don't cut the dry ground again. ”

Xia Hao raised his head, stared directly at the cultivator with cold eyes, and a cold voice came out of his mouth, and then the big knife in his hand, suddenly the light converged, and something that seemed to be like a spirit pattern climbed up the blade, but when the spirit pattern appeared, the fluctuations on the blade not only did not weaken, but more and more people felt palpitations.

If you don't cut the dry land, the Yihe martial arts that the disciples of the Qiandian major in will be urged by the dry force, and the lethality is extremely amazing, and the spiritual cultivation has already been tried when fighting with Meng Hao, but looking at the current appearance, it is obvious that the dry land urged by Xia Hao is even more powerful.

"Huh!"

The dry ground was condensed again, Xia Hao suddenly stepped out, and with a knife and a false arm, the space in front of him suddenly twisted violently, and a knife directly tore the space, and returned the degree with one and terror, enveloping the cultivation spirit. The sword light rapidly enlarged in the pupils of the cultivator's eyes, and the latter's eyes suddenly became fierce at this moment, in the face of Xia Hao's fierce attack, he did not choose the slightest retreat, but stomped on the soles of his feet and swept straight out of those many stunned gazes.

Duty!

The figure swept out, and above the body of the cultivator, a bright white light suddenly erupted, and the white light rose, faintly, and the momentum was quite terrifying. The white light mixed with a terrifying force that was enough to explode a mountain peak, spread down from the sky, and finally collided directly with the incomparable sword.

Bang!

An astonishing sound rippled across the sky, and with it, ripples of power like a hurricane...

Xia Hao's eyes looked at the sky with a cold look, and there was a slight hint of surprise in the depths of his eyes, after urging the dry force, his previous knife was enough to easily destroy all the defenses of a threefold powerhouse of the Creation Realm, but now it was blocked by the spirit cultivator.

Shout!

The astonishment in Xia Hao's eyes suddenly burst out of the sky, and a light and shadow rushed out of the light like thunder, and in a flash, it appeared in the sky above Xia Hao, white light surged, cold light flickered, and terrifying power poured out again.

The spiritual cultivator did not exert any spiritual skills, and between the attacks, it was not subtle at all, but under the drive of his spiritual power, the power of the extreme pure grains covered up any flaws!

Break the ten with one force!

"What a strong force!"

As for the power contained in spiritual cultivation, Xia Hao was also aware of it, and his eyes immediately turned to a daze, and then he realized that the physical power of spiritual cultivation was actually strong to this level.

"Dry wall!"

However, although the spirit cultivation was fierce, Xia Hao was obviously not a fuel-efficient lamp, only to see a sneer on his face, his hands were violently folded, and he opened in an instant, and suddenly countless dark silk threads swept out from his fingertips, rising against the storm, turning into a huge barrier, and the head was to envelop the spirit cultivation.

Laugh at!

Xiu Ling's fist slammed into the barrier, but it was surprisingly unable to break it, and the huge force seemed to be blasted into the mud, and the feeling of hitting the cotton made Xiu Ling's brows furrowed.

Swish!

And that is, when the spirit cultivation attacked, the latter was also clamped instantly, and it actually restrained the spirit cultivation in a lightning flash, "This guy is really big, trapped by the dry wall, it is not easy to break free, in the next time, I am afraid he will become Xia Hao's target." When the three of them saw this scene, their brows suddenly jumped, and they naturally knew how difficult it was with the barrier formed by the condensation of Qiandian.

"Senior Cultivator, this is the gap between you and us!"

Xia Hao's face at this time also set off a trace of arc, and then his eyes were slightly heavy, and on Gu Da's palm, dark black power was entangled like lightning, and a trace of spiritual patterns spread out on his palm, and at the same time, there were extremely amazing fluctuations emanating from it.

"Dry palm!"

Xia Hao's eyes were cold, without the slightest hesitation, and his backhand was slapped with an extremely fierce palm, and the air burst blue under the palm wind, making a piercing whining sound.

Xia Hao's move was extremely fast, the palm wind sounded, and in the next moment, it was already about to be trapped by the Qianbi Spiritual Cultivation Body, looking at this posture, if it was hit, even if it was a spiritual cultivation, it would inevitably hurt Cao: In the Qianbi, after a slight struggle, the spiritual cultivator also knew the difficulty of this Qianbi, but there was no panic in his eyes, he stared at Xia Hao's fierce palm wind, and immediately took a deep breath. In the dantian, it was also at this point that the arch trembled violently, and a majestic dry force roared out along the meridians.

The dry power surged, and then everyone saw it, and the cultivator raised his right hand again, but this time, the white light on it dissipated strangely, and a trace of dark black power climbed up.

"It's... Dry power?"

Some of the pro-disciples who were close to the square had their pupils constricted instantly, this and the fluctuation turned out to be dry power, and the spiritual cultivation in front of him was actually cultivated with dry power?!

"How is it possible?!" Meng Hao, who was not far away, was dumbfounded, but he remembered very clearly, five days ago, the spiritual cultivator didn't even know what the dry force was, how could it be that the dry power was cultivated now?

"Could it be that it has been cultivated in the past five days?" Thinking of this, Meng Hao's face couldn't help but tremble, if he wanted to train his strength to this level, he had to at least condense the seeds of his strength. Could it be that the spiritual cultivation has succeeded in condensing the seeds of dry power in these five days?

There was an uproar on the square, but the cultivator didn't pay attention to it, and when his arm was gradually filled with dry power, his eyes were suddenly cold, and he punched out!

Laugh at!......