Ten days have passed in a blink of an eye.

Ziyin Peak, one of the sixteen peaks of Xuantian, is full of people.

"Hey, do you know? I heard that there is an elite disciple presiding over this time?"

"What's so strange about elite disciples, every festival is not presided over by elite disciples. ”

"You don't know this, this elite disciple is not an ordinary person. ”

"Could it be someone on the Xuantian list. ”

Ye Tian stood in the crowd, the Xuantian List, he also knew that the Xuantian Sixteen Peaks, the Xuantian List also had sixteen places, including the sixteen most outstanding elite disciples.

If you build a foundation realm, you can apply to become an elite disciple, and the current number one on the Xuantian list is his former fiancée, Ye Yiyun.

"That's right, the person presiding over the festival this time is Senior Sister Baiyun, who is the fifth on the Xuantian List, and she is from our Purple Seal Peak. ”

A disciple said proudly that Ziyin Peak ranked sixth among all the sixteen peaks, but Bai Yun was able to occupy the fifth position, which was really not to be underestimated.

Ye Tian thought about it slightly, and a streamer of light came from the sky.

Purple dress, fairy robe fluttering, graceful posture, looking forward to the fairy aura, stunning and dazzling.

It was Senior Sister Bai Yun, Ye Tian had also seen it a few times in Zisu's memory.

"I've seen Senior Sister Baiyun. ”

All the ordinary disciples stood up and saluted, their voices loud and clear, and they could be heard for ten miles.

Bai Yun smiled and bowed, like a spring breeze, and said: "This ordinary disciple puja, presided over by me, will take the top ten and award rewards. ”

As soon as the words fell, a golden streamer shot out from his hand, and in the high sky, the plain and innocent void distorted, and a golden light gate appeared in the clouds.

"Go in, the rules are the same as in previous years, don't leave anything to chance. Baiyun warned.

Ye Tian smiled, the rule is nothing more than that you are not allowed to kill each other and the like, but every year, many disciples die, this is also a default rule, and you blame yourself for not being as good as others.

As one of the three major sects in the Haiyun Realm, the Qingxuan Sect does not have any disciples at all, this is their confidence.

In the crowd, two figures stared at Ye Tian and smiled coldly, they had obviously contaminated Ye Tian with a netherworld death aura last time.

Netherworld death, a wisp of breath wandering in the netherworld and the world, to the yin to the cold, is even more poisonous to the immortal cultivators, once contaminated, the body will die.

Ye Tian smiled, Netherworld Death Qi is a great poison to others, for him, there is a wonderful realm, everything will be turned into basic energy, what can Netherworld Death Qi do.

......

The Streamer Realm is the place where this ordinary disciple puja meeting was held, one of the 36 realms of the Qing Xuanzong.

The thirty-six realms are divided into the upper realm, the middle realm, and the lower realm, each with twelve realms, corresponding to the three realms of refining qi, building the foundation, and Jindan, and the streamer realm is one of the twelve realms of the lower realm.

"The trial time is ten days, kill the cloud beast, one point for the first-order cloud beast, five points for the second-order cloud beast, and ten points for the third-order cloud beast. ”

Senior Sister Baiyun's voice resounded faintly throughout the Streamer Realm, and everyone's hearts sank.

The first-order cloud beast is equivalent to the early stage of qi refining, and the third-order fierce beast is thought of in the late stage of qi refining.

Qi refining realm spells are also divided into first-order, second-order, and third-order, and foundation-building realm spells are fourth, fifth, and sixth-order......

The Streamer Realm is neither big nor small, but it does not grow any grass and trees, all of which are composed of clouds, and the cloud beast is the incarnation of the wisdom of the birth of clouds.

With one palm, a cloud beast was scattered, and immediately a glimmer of light fell into the identity jade plate, and a word appeared on it at the same time.

"I see. "Ye Tian suddenly realized, the method of refining the immortal cultivator is really mysterious!

"Xiaobai, help me find out where those senior brothers are?"

"Searching...... The retrieval was successful, one hundred miles to the west, two people, cultivated as a four-fold building for qi refining, and fifty miles to the northeast for one person, cultivated as a five-fold building for qi refining. ”

Ye Tian teased and said, "Game time begins." ”

......

Surrounded by clouds, a place of emptiness.

The two figures looked cold, stared at Ye Tian not far away, and said, "When are we going to do it?" ”

"Wait. ”

Ye Tian was fighting a second-order cloud beast, and one spell after another was casually shot out by Ye Tian, and the fiery red light shone in the void.

The immortal cultivators of the Haiyun Realm have fifth-class spiritual roots, Zisu belongs to third-class spiritual roots, and Ye Yiyun belongs to first-class spiritual roots.

The hands sealed, and a fireball appeared in the void, blazing and twisting the air.

"Go. ”

The cloud beast roared, and the white cloud was scorched black, but it became more and more violent, rushing towards Ye Tian, its claws flashing with cold light.

"Hands-on. ”

The two figures immediately cast a spell, one shining with golden light and the other shining with water vapor.

"Golden Swordsmanship"

"Cryomy"

Ye Tian smiled in his heart, but he pretended to be extremely frightened, and was hit by the Golden Sword Technique and the Freezing Technique at the same time.

The whole person was directly frozen, with a frightened face, and the spiritual light in the hands of the two moved slightly, condensing a golden sword, and passed straight towards Ye Tiandong.

"Snort"

Countless thin needles slashed through the air and submerged into the bodies of the two, and Wang Cheng walked out of the clouds, his face gloomy.

Originally, he fought with Zisu against the two wastes, and then he took action to clean up the mess, but he didn't expect Zisu to be so useless, and he was directly restrained by the spell.

But fortunately, there is still a plan that can be lost, as long as it is enough to kill these three people.

"Senior brother, why?" The two looked at Wang Cheng with anger, resentment, and puzzlement.

Wang Cheng laughed and said gloomily: "You two fools, you dare to threaten me, and as soon as Zisu dies, Senior Sister Ye Yiyun will definitely investigate to the end." ”

"You killed Zisu, I will kill you again, God doesn't know, ghosts don't know, Senior Sister Ye can't find me, and I can still get a reward from Senior Brother Lin, why not." ”

"It turned out to be because of Ye Yiyun. ”

Ye Tian didn't know when he had arrived behind Wang Cheng, and Yu Yu said, he thought that Ye Yiyun's matter was no longer relevant to him, after all, he was not Zisu, he was Ye Tian.

But someone wants to force him, it seems that the life of this protagonist still needs to go on!

"Damn, how did you get out. ”

Wang Cheng was so angry that a talisman slapped on his body, and immediately a light mask was formed, a golden light talisman.

Ye Tian was a little amused, stretched out his hand, and a fire dragon soared into the air, scorching the clouds.

"Fire Dragon"

A spiritual seal condensed in Wang Cheng's palm, and the void water vaporized into ice needles.

"Ice Needle"

"Snort"

The flaming ice needles turned into mist and filled the void, and Ye Tian cast a spell to hide his figure.

"Golden Swordsmanship"

A golden sword pierced the void and stabbed towards Wang Cheng, like a streamer with extremely fast speed.

"Earthen Wall Technique"

Wang Cheng stretched out his hand and pointed, and a dark yellow earth wall formed, blocking Ye Tian's golden sword.

"Fire Dragon, Fire Cloud, Fireball"

There were three spells in a row, all of which were fire attributes, and they benefited each other, and they actually had a trace of the power of third-order spells.

"You've broken through to the middle stage of Qi refining! But even then, you're going to die. ”

"Wind Blast, Wind Blade"

The howling wind blew away the clouds, revealing Tianji's slightly emaciated figure, Wang Cheng laughed cruelly and spit out a mouthful of essence blood.

"Third-Order Spell, Golden Needle Blue Rain Technique"

The Golden Needle and Blue Rain Technique, which sounds very good, is actually extremely vicious.

This is a spell with the attribute of gold and wood, the golden needles are quenched and turned into a turquoise color, and more than a hundred needles come over, like a drizzle.

Ye Tian shook his head, just dying and struggling, a spirit seal condensed, the spirit seal was not an ordinary attribute, but a netherworld death qi condensed.

"Fire Dragon"

The Netherworld Death Qi turned into a flaming black dragon, roared up to the sky, annihilated countless blue needles, and pounced directly on Wang Cheng's chest.

Wang Cheng's eyes were round, as if they were about to bulge out, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Ye Tian, and said, "You are a demon ...... Magic ......"

Ye Tian stretched out his hand, and a flame fell on Wang Cheng's body, turning into ashes, and at the same time, he also disposed of the bodies of the other two people.