That night, the Great Elder sent Zhang Ye a low-grade immortal stone, and the density of the spiritual energy in the entire room suddenly increased, as if he had fallen into a spiritual sea, and he could barely breathe.

"By the way, Zhang Ye, with your current cultivation, you must not use immortal stones rashly. Although the Great Elder didn't know what Zhang Ye was doing with the immortal stones, he still told him, fearing that Zhang Ye would not know the proportions and rashly absorb the immortal stones to increase his cultivation, which would explode and die.

Having said that, when Zhang Ye was in Lingtai Town, his cultivation was very fast, why did he come to Tiandao City or the peak of foundation building?

The Great Elder was puzzled, and he didn't want to ask too much, so he solemnly handed over the immortal stone to Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye thanked him, put the immortal stone into the Qiankun bag, and under the pretext of resting, the great elder said goodbye and left.

When there was no one, Zhang Ye said: "System, start the lottery." ”

"Confirm the consumption of a low-grade immortal stone?" the system asked.

"Confirmed. Zhang Ye gave an order, and the immortal stones in the Qiankun bag disappeared, and the lottery wheel appeared again in Zhang Ye's mind.

"Start the draw. After Zhang Ye finished the order, he pulled out his consciousness, anyway, he couldn't control the result, and he looked troublesome.

After a while, the system clicked: "The lottery is over, and the host will receive a reward for cultivating to a higher level." ”

Zhang Ye felt that it was a pity, the pangolin was about to cut the courtyard wall, and he would be able to get a loophole reward at that time, but he didn't expect that this lottery would win the cultivation for promotion.

However, Zhang Ye quickly adjusted his mentality, how many people will not be able to step into Jindan in their lifetime, and they are still a little excited that their own immortal cultivation waste materials can enter the queue of Jindan power.

After the system prompted, Zhang Ye only felt that the aura in the sea of qi continued to compress, and finally condensed into substance, and a radiant golden pill replaced the sea of qi.

Because he was a little excited, Zhang Ye couldn't sleep, so he went to the martial arts arena to try his Jindan strength.

The night was already deep, except for the Lingtai disciples who were standing guard on duty, there were few pedestrians, Zhang Ye came to the martial arts arena, thinking that there was only himself, but he never thought that there was a group of Lingtai monks who did not sleep and were practicing swords.

"Elder Glory!" This group of sword cultivators saw Zhang Ye and immediately saluted.

This group of Lingtai monks seemed to have just joined the Lingtai Sect, and most of them were only in the early stage of Qi refining, and they were practicing the Lingtai Sect's introductory sword technique.

"No need to be polite, you are busy with yours. "Diligence can make up for shortcomings, these new disciples can have such an enlightenment, and one day they will become the mainstay of the Lingtai Sect.

Zhang Ye encouraged everyone, and then carried the local tyrant's sword to the other end of the martial arts arena and began to practice the sword.

It is said that the martial arts arena of the Lingtai Sect can generate illusion demons of the same realm as the user, which is interesting.

However, Zhang Ye took Jin Danxiu as a ten-day exercise, and no matter how powerful the illusion demon was, it was not his enemy, Zhang Ye had to rise up and indulge in it.

This group of new disciples who stayed up late to practice swords were gradually attracted by Zhang Ye, and they all looked sideways, and their instructor saw this scene and scolded: "Tomorrow is the final drill, the new disciples are the worst in your class C, and if you don't practice hard, whose face will you lose?"

"Shame on ourselves!" the new disciples replied dejectedly, it wasn't that they didn't work hard, they practiced all night, and they were too tired.

The instructor saw it in his eyes and knew that everyone had worked hard, so he said, "Then rest for a while, and then continue practicing!"

"Thank you, instructor!" the friars breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately sat down cross-legged, and some of them even lay directly on the ground, looking like they couldn't get up.

However, the little monks watched Zhang Ye practice his sword with relish, and couldn't help but admire: "Elder Glory is so powerful, no wonder he can be in a high position at a young age." ”

"Do you say that the instructor is powerful or that the Elder Glory is powerful?"

A few of the little monks were bold, so they asked the instructor on the side, "Instructor, who is the best between you and Elder Glory?"

This instructor is in the middle of Jindan, hesitated for a moment and said: "The ruler is long, and the inch is short." ”

This is extremely clever, which means that Zhang Ye has his strengths, but there are times when your instructors can't compare to Zhang Ye.

The little monks heard Zhang Ye's legend and felt that the instructor was bragging, so they coaxed one after another: "I don't believe the instructor, you can have a fight with the Elder Glory!"

"Let's open our eyes!"

During the break, the instructor didn't have any, and scolded with a smile: "You bunnies, hurry up and rest, and practice swords later!"

Zhang Ye heard that the little monks were coaxing, and he also had a hint of interest, so he walked over: "I heard that you want to fight with me?"

The instructor was startled, and hurriedly got up and apologized: "The elder is angry, it's all the disciples talking nonsense. ”

The friars also stood aside in fear, fearing punishment.

"It's okay, I just wanted someone to talk to me. Zhang Ye said very casually.

The little friars were in high spirits: "Instructor, here is one!"

Instructor Jin Dan glanced at the little monks, and suddenly no one dared to speak, he said to Zhang Ye with some trepidation: "The sword has no eyes, if you are injured, your subordinates will make a big mistake." ”

The identity is there, of course Instructor Jin Dan doesn't dare to discuss with Zhang Ye, but when he hears this, it seems that Zhang Ye can't beat him.

Zhang Ye smiled: "This seat orders you to fight with me." ”

The little monks danced excitedly, not thinking that it was a big deal, but the Jindan instructor had a bitter face, and it seemed that he could not refuse.

However, Instructor Jin Dan suddenly thought of something and proposed, "Elder, since you really want to compete with your subordinates, why don't we run a score?"

What is it, Zhang Ye asked.

Instructor Jin Dan explained: "This is a means of our training, in the time of half a pillar of incense, for each phantom demon killed, one point is obtained, and in the end, it is to see who gets the most points. ”

"Interesting, then try this!" Zhang Ye had not received the cultivation of the sect, so he thought it was quite interesting, so he agreed.

Although they couldn't see the two fighting, the little monks were still very excited and shouted cheers to the instructor and Zhang Ye.

However, a few minor friars felt that it was unfair: "Instructor, you bully people, you are the holder of the running score record, who can outrun you!"

"That's it, instructor, why don't you just compete with Elder Glory to forge magic weapons!"

Hearing these words, the instructor's face turned red, he didn't deliberately use his own strengths to damage Zhang Ye, he couldn't find any other way to accompany Zhang Ye.

The instructor was about to explain, but Zhang Ye smiled and said, "The record holder?

The instructor said modestly, and then said with a little pride: "More than two thousand points." ”

"Interesting, let's see if I can beat your record today. Zhang Ye was full of interest and eager to try.

The instructor felt that Zhang Ye was unbeatable in forging a match, but he was definitely not his opponent in running points, but since Zhang Ye insisted on asking, the instructor was ready to play with Zhang Ye, of course, he made up his mind to put some water and not let Zhang Ye lose too ugly.

After a short time, the two of them each came to a formation stone pillar, through which the crazy mode can be turned on, and there will be endless illusion demons born until the user is defeated.

"Elder Glory, please. The instructor said on the other side.

"Good. Zhang Ye and the instructor opened the formation at the same time, and in their respective fields, phantom demons appeared wildly.

The two of them drew their swords and killed, like harvesting straw, and as soon as the sword went down, a group of phantom demons were shattered, and the scores on the stone pillars rose rubbingly.

The friars cheered and cheered on the periphery.

"Hey, who do you think will come out on top, the instructor or the Elder of Glory?"

"Compared to others, I support our Glory Elders, but if you run the score, the instructor will win!"

"I think so. ”

The little monks watched the excitement and discussed, and the fatigue of the previous sword training had long since disappeared.

The instructor slashed and killed the phantom demon, wondering if he was killing too quickly, so he glanced at Zhang Ye's side, ready to see the situation and release the water.

As a result, the instructor was suddenly stunned, how could there be no demons in Zhang Ye's field?

But in the next scene, the instructor felt frightened, only to see that in the field on Zhang Ye's side, the illusion demon had not yet condensed and formed, Zhang Ye was as fast as a ghost, and he smashed it with a sword, and then looked for the next target.

Holding the grass, it turned out that it wasn't that the formation was broken, it was that Zhang Ye killed too fast, and the speed at which the formation generated demons couldn't keep up with him!

The instructor's face was solemn, although he was just a small person, he also had his own pride, seeing that Zhang Ye had the possibility of threatening his own king of running points, he no longer retained his strength and went all out to kill the demons.

The two of them were so fast that they couldn't see their figures clearly, and the onlookers didn't have the heart to shout cheers, but just watched the two of them compete in a daze.

The statistics on the stone pillar soon broke one thousand, and they were progressing towards two thousand, and at a cursory glance, they felt that the two were equal, but as long as they looked carefully, they would find that Zhang Ye's score number was growing faster.

Moreover, in the field where Zhang Ye is located, the number of demons will not exceed five at the same time, because Zhang Ye kills quickly and has always maintained this level.

However, the instructor's field was densely packed with demons, and the instructor was sweating, not like he was killing demons, but demons were attacking him.

When the instructor's kill value reached more than 2,700, he was attacked on the back by a demon, and the formation ruled that the instructor was dead, ending the run.

The little friars hurriedly went to greet the instructor and praised: "The instructor is mighty, and he has broken the record again!"

The instructor glanced at the score on the stone pillar, and he was so angry that he didn't expect to break his previous record, he hurriedly looked at Zhang Ye, and said in his heart that it would not be good if he threw Zhang Ye too many points.

But this look, the instructor is stupid, why is Zhang Ye not over yet? Looking at Zhang Ye's score again, holding grass, it is all 3,000? How is it possible!

The time to run the score, there is half a pillar of incense, but no one has ever been able to hold on to the end, after all, the more you go to the back, the more demons appear, hundreds or thousands of them appear, and you can't kill them all. And if the participant is touched by a demon casually, the formation will be judged to be over, but Zhang Ye has not even breathed until now!

The time for half a pillar of incense is coming, the generation of illusion demons is getting faster and faster, killing one, increasing ten, Zhang Ye's slaughter speed is not as fast as the birth speed, there are more and more demons in the field, and they are about to engulf Zhang Ye.

The instructor and a group of minor friars sweated, the victory or defeat had already been put down, and they just wanted to see if Zhang Ye could hold on to the end!

There are fewer and fewer areas where Zhang Ye can move, and just when everyone thought that Zhang Ye would be engulfed by demons, they only heard Zhang Ye shout: "Ten days together, I am the only one!"

Ten rounds of the sun suddenly appeared in the field, bursting open, slaughtering the dense demons......