One, two, three......

Chu Chen, who had fallen into the realm of selflessness, couldn't feel the passage of time at all, and finally, on the afternoon of the third day, all the wonderful phases finally merged into one, turning into an incomparably brilliant five-colored light cluster, and submerged into the huge Blue Devil Potion Furnace again. (Baidu search update is the fastest and most stable)

Rumble!

With an earth-shattering bang, a brilliant five-colored light burst into the sky.

Chu Chen's figure, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, was shocked, broke away from the realm of selflessness, and smiled: "Hahaha, it took me so much effort, how can I let you escape!"

The next moment, with a stretch of his finger, a huge net of spiritual energy transformed into an overwhelming net surged out, instantly enveloping the five-colored light cluster in the void, pulling it violently, putting it into the porcelain bottle that had been prepared a long time ago, and manifesting four round and beautiful pills.

Elder Lingxin's figure was suddenly shocked, and a shock that could not be concealed appeared on his face again!

"That's ...... That's the legendary elixir ......"

Before the words fell, Senior Sister Qingyue next to her was also shocked, and an incredible look instantly appeared in her beautiful eyes!

The precious light emitted by the elixir illuminated the entire alchemy hall, and the Spirit Heart Elder and Qing Yue both fell into a kind of psychedelia, and their expressions gradually became blurred.

And Chu Chen's reaction was completely different from that of these two beautiful pharmacists, he had worked hard to refine these Gu Dan, all he had to do was to eat them!

The much-anticipated day of the annual competition of Biquan Immortal Sect has finally arrived, and many people have been waiting for this day for too long.

On the square halfway up the mountain of the Biquan Immortal Sect, the disciples of the sect had already gathered. The light and shadow in the void are phantom, and the torrents of spiritual energy gush out mightily, constantly condensing in the void, turning into a huge ring like an entity, hundreds of zhang wide, suspended in the void, like a prison, vast and unfathomable.

The destructive power of the battle between the monks is amazing, and it is not something that mortals can imagine. Therefore, it is not possible to take the painstaking steps to bring boulders from other places to cast the ring, as is the case in the world.

The monks' rings were all built by the Void Creation, the great supernatural power of the sect, suspended in the void, although it looked crumbling, but in fact it was impregnable, and it would not be broken even if it was bombarded by the disciples of the sect at will. And even if it is cracked and broken by a certain amazing disciple, it can be repaired with aura at any time, which is extremely convenient.

Seeing a huge ring appear out of thin air, many disciples couldn't help but be amazed, and felt a huge shock for this mysterious immortal method.

When figures appeared in the sky above the ring, everyone held their breath. The annual big competition is once a year, which is the prosperous age of the sect, so the sect's leaders, deputy heads, great elders and others who are rarely seen on weekdays will appear to observe.

This scene also made many disciples extremely excited in their hearts, everyone expected to show their skills in the big competition, if they could get the side eyes of one of the people in the group of people who were high up, and accept them as personal disciples, they would be able to ascend to the sky in one step from now on!

After everyone appeared, the spiritual power in the void gushed out, condensing into huge thrones and towering in the void. Everyone sat down one after another, the head of the Biquan Immortal Sect in the middle nodded slightly, and an old man with a crane hair and a childish face came out of the crowd and nodded: "Dabi begins!

Without any superfluous nonsense, the competition officially began. The voice of the Athletic Elder was all over the world, resounding throughout the entire Biquan Immortal Sect, and immediately caused an uproar.

Although the annual competition is fierce, after all, it is a competition between brothers and sisters.

It is rare to see such a direct life-and-death battle as this. Only if there is a mortal enmity between two people that cannot be resolved no matter what, and then with the consent of the sect's higher-ups, will a life-and-death battle be fought.

This kind of life-and-death battle is the most dangerous, bloody and hearty battle, and it is the final place to understand all grievances. In the battle of life and death, no matter which side falls, his relatives and friends are not allowed to take revenge on the other party, which is a rule that is not established between sects.

"Where are the two disciples?" After the Athletic Elder finished speaking, his eyes widened, and he instantly shook the spring thunder with his tongue, and let out a violent roar, "Don't come up quickly!"

"The disciple is here!"

A clear and long roar rushed to the sky, only to see the north of Biquan Immortal Sect, where the "Purple Sea" is located, a bright purple-red light rose to the sky, as if a bright purple-red meteor pierced the sky, booming, bombarded in the ring!

Boom!

With a dull explosion, the bright purple meteor manifested a man with outstanding style, who was none other than Yao Jinghai.

He was dressed in a purple and gold silk robe, wearing a golden feather crown, and walked out slowly, and the intense purple red brilliance quickly gathered around him, faintly conjuring a bright purple star, suspended behind him, looking extremely strange.

He bowed slightly, bowed to the stands of the crowd, his bearing was indescribably free and detached, although he was giving a salute, but faintly gave people an incomparably respectful and noble feeling, as if a high emperor, bowing to the teacher reverently. The nobility that leaks from the bones makes people feel a little convincing involuntarily.

"The stars rise from the north star, the appearance of the emperor!"

When the elders in the stands saw this scene, they couldn't help but nod, and their eyes showed a hint of amazement.

Legend has it that Yao Jinghai was born in a declining dynasty in the world, and was the crown prince of that dynasty.

It's just that he was born at the wrong time, and not long after he was born, the dynasty fell apart and was destroyed by internal and external troubles. The extremely loyal old minister traveled thousands of miles and traveled for several months before sending him to the Biquan Immortal Sect and becoming an immortal cultivator.

In an ancient ruin, he inadvertently comprehended an ancient royal Taoism that circulated in the family, called the Purple Emperor Beichen Jue, and since then he has cultivated to a thousand miles and shines in the sect.

It is precisely because of this that Yao Jinghai's cronies do not call him "senior brother" much, but instead call him "Your Highness", so that he can always remind himself that his country's enemies are hated and do not forget the shame.

Beichen is also known as the Ziwei Emperor Star, which is the emperor among the heavens and stars.

This Purple Emperor Beichen Technique is taken from this meaning, which can make the monk warm up a brilliant imperial aura. In addition, Yao Jinghai himself was born noble, he was a prince of a dynasty, and he was blessed with the luck of the royal family, so he cultivated this set of exercises to get twice the result with half the effort, and he has always been valued by the high-level of the sect. At this time, when I saw him on stage, I saw the purple light erupting around him, and there was a hint of the legendary purple qi coming from the east.