Li Daochong fought in the resurrection match with Pan Jialuo, and it was popular all over the whole spirit network, and the video data flew all over the sky.

However, Li Daochong has always had a habit of enveloping himself with divine thoughts as long as he is in the spirit net.

Therefore, his spiritual image is not clear to ordinary people at all, and ordinary monks cannot see the face very clearly.

Only a truly powerful monk or a monk with a strong divine mind can fully see Li Daochong's appearance.

So when most people really see Li Daochong, they can't recognize who he is.

Li Daochong lazily took care of this group of little monks who fought for such a magic weapon.

The guys who really have the strength and the background don't look down on these things at all.

At present, Li Daochong has not yet figured out what the rules of the finals are, and the organizers of this competition are sponsored by dozens of super repair companies.

But in fact, these Xiuzhen companies are just a name and some money.

The real hosts are those Spiritual Venerables at the top of the Human Realm Spiritual Realm.

Judging from the current situation, it is clear that the rules of the final will not be a battle between the monks one by one.

So many people, in this way, it has to be compared to the year of the monkey.

Before the finals came out, Li Daochong easily didn't want to make a move, but if someone didn't open his eyes and wanted to make a frown, then don't blame him for being ruthless.

The female cultivator surnamed Wang who was wearing a green shirt and Luo skirt was indiscriminate, and she scolded when she came up, little mongrel.

Li Daochong's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and on the surface, he seemed bored, but in fact, he had already moved to kill.

"Little bastard, are you deaf? You threw the short sword over and didn't hear it. The sturdy young man in the yellow military uniform said impatiently.

Li Daochong plucked his ears, and as soon as he picked up the ice spirit fruit that he was about to put in his mouth, he threw it at the sturdy young man with a flick of his wrist.

Instigate!

The sound of breaking the sky.

Everything in the Nine Profound Divine Realm is no different from reality.

It's just that it is not yet known whether it is the same as the spirit net after being killed, just a dissipation of a psychic image, or is it really death?

Although I didn't figure it out, the rules didn't say that you couldn't do it in the past two days, and it didn't say that you couldn't make a dead hand.

Since he didn't say it, Li Daochong didn't have to scruple about anything.

Right now, the entire No. 6 Emperor Capital is in a mess, and every minute and every second, contestants are killed in the process of snatching the magic weapon elixir.

The sturdy young man didn't expect Li Daochong to suddenly move and throw something at him.

The instinctive reaction is to dodge.

But before the sturdy young man could make a move, the seemingly unpleasant white object had already exploded.

As a last resort, the sturdy young man raised his hand to resist.

Rumble!

The moment he touched the white object, the sturdy young man's eyes were horrified, and an incomparably terrifying force penetrated his body.

The sturdy young man was instantly blasted into scum and dissipated.

The female cultivator surnamed Wang was pale, and she couldn't see clearly how the young man who was leaning on the sycamore made a move, and what was it that he threw out?

"Who are you? Do you dare to report your name? "Where is the female cultivator surnamed Wang still arrogant just now.

She immediately realized that she had encountered a hard stubble, and in the battle just now, she killed several opponents, which made her a little carried away for a while.

The young man in front of him killed his followers with an understatement, like a basin of cold water from head to toe.

Let her sober up all at once.

This is a youth competition in the entire human realm spirit world, and all the Tianjiao of the three major cultivation empires have come to participate.

Not to mention the masters, some of them have far more strength than ordinary monks know.

The nun surnamed Wang was immediately instigated, she wanted to run away, but she couldn't pull her face.

The sturdy young man is just a little weaker than her.

"Get out." Li Daochong lightly spit out a word.

While Li Dao rushed out to kill the sturdy young man, he wanted to deal with this arrogant and domineering female cultivator together.

But when he was about to make a second move, he found that several powerful divine thoughts shot out quickly, enveloping him.

In the blink of an eye, he probed his whole body up and down several times.

These divine thoughts were so strong that even Li Daochong almost couldn't deal with them, almost letting these guys who were hiding in the shadows detect their own details.

For the sake of a small miscellaneous hair, exposing oneself is really unacceptable.

Li Daochong didn't bother to do it again, and at this time, his attention was focused on those guys who were probing him in a grand manner, and his divine thoughts shot out in several strands.

If you probe me, I will have to probe you.

Li Daochong didn't care about the female cultivator surnamed Wang at all, but the latter was as embarrassed as he was, and his pretty face turned white with anger.

The dignified eldest lady of the Xuanwu Star Wang family of the Nankun Empire was actually shouted and scolded by an unknown hairy boy.

Some of the monks around noticed this, especially the sturdy young man who was killed by Li Daochong just now, which really made them frightened, firmly remembered Li Daochong's appearance, and warned themselves not to provoke this guy.

There are so many contestants in the competition, hundreds of billions of magnitude, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon is normal.

With the temper of the eldest lady surnamed Wang in the past, if anyone dared to slap her like this, she would have been slapped in the face.

But now, she didn't dare, and faintly felt that the strength of this young man leaning under the plane tree was above her.

The hatred was pervasive, but she didn't dare to attack, and the female cultivator surnamed Wang swallowed her resentment and slowly flew away.

She didn't leave, just stayed away, and with a move of her mind, she issued a summoning order to all the contestants of the Wang family's Xiuzhen Company.

"Stinky boy, dare to pretend to be thirteen in front of Miss Ben, okay, you will look good in a while." The female cultivator surnamed Wang had a gloomy face.

Hiding on the edge of the street a hundred meters away, the female cultivator surnamed Wang stared at Li Daochong for fear that he would slip away.

What's more important is that you can't let people take away the green dragon short sword.

This sword, the female cultivator surnamed Wang is bound to get.

The Wang family has a transcendent status on the Xuanwu Star, and is one of the four major families on the Xuanwu Star, but it is at the very end.

In front of the Wang family are the Ye family, the Zhang family, and the Yan family.

The full name of the female cultivator surnamed Wang is Wang Caidie, and her name is very ladylike, but I am another matter, and she is a well-known barbaric princess on Xuanwu Star.

Wang Caidie's talent is actually not low, and he can also be regarded as an eye-catching young monk in the Nankun Empire.

The bone age is twenty-nine, the peak cultivation of the gods, the combat power is at least in the middle stage of refining, and there are not many magic weapons and resources.

With her background, in fact, a Xuanxuan-level supreme magic weapon is not a treasure.

At best, it's okay.

But this short sword is called the Qinglong Short Sword, and it is said to be a spirit pattern engraved by the ancient demon royal dragon clan.

Wang Caidie's cultivation of the "Green Dragon Sword Technique" has never been able to exert its maximum power, and her master told her that if she can get a magic weapon of the dragon clan to draw spirit patterns, she can triple the power of her sword.

Therefore, when he saw this green dragon short sword, Wang Caidie said that he had to keep it for himself.

In order to add more security to the upcoming finals.

Just as Wang Caidie gritted her teeth and stared at Li Daochong and the Blue Dragon Short Sword under his feet.

Suddenly, the figure in his eyes flickered and disappeared.

Worst!

Wang Caidie screamed secretly, but soon the surprise on her face was replaced by doubt.

The young man didn't know where he went, and the green dragon short sword was still lying there.

"Miss, I'll do it too."

Just when Wang Caidie looked puzzled, a cynical voice came from behind her.

A pigtailed man wearing a yellow Taoist robe that identical to the extremely popular Taoist attire in ancient times fell from the sky.

At the same time, a powerful spiritual pressure enveloped the entire street.

This man dressed as a Taoist priest was a monk in the early stage of refining the void.