Above the ring, the Golden Ray of Destruction gradually dimmed, revealing a scarred Xuanshi ring.

On the fairy island, the warmth in the air gradually faded, and the faint smell of fresh grass and trees lingered in this vast space.

In this way, the terrifying energy fluctuations, covering one-tenth of the area of the huge Immortal Island, seemed to have appeared for the first time in the past few months of competition, even if the disciples of the Cloud Palace Leader sent a formal martial arts competition half a year ago, it seemed that such explosive energy had not been displayed.

On the surface of the ring, which is as solid as crystal iron, and is made of dark stone, on the plane of dozens of zhang, there are many lava caves of different sizes, and even near the center of the energy source, there is an irregular rock pit about half a foot deep and more than ten meters long, which is particularly strange and peculiar.

Under the ring, more than 100,000 beginner disciples of various sects gradually came back to their senses and looked at the ring...... The brilliant golden mangs dissipated, and a figure slowly emerged from the corner of the ring, while his opponent disappeared into the ring, as if in the blazing and domineering golden mang, turned into flying ashes, and dissipated between heaven and earth.

Ha ha.....

A hoarse hiss, filled with a thick smug and grim terrible laughter, a pale young man dressed in brocade reluctantly stood up, looked at the empty place in front of him, and raised his head to make a harsh and ugly sound.

The sound of demonic madness appeared on this Xuanshi Ring, which was extremely harsh and unpleasant on this Holy Martial Immortal Island, so that above the clouds, the heads of the sects, the masters of the Immortal Sects, and even the many main peak elders of the Cloud Palace frowned.

Above the sky, a disciple of the Cloud Palace Elder Sect dressed in blue and purple clothes and wearing red jade around his waist flew softly, looking at the devastated Xuanshi ring, and the junior disciple who was arrogant and gloomy like a demon, and his eyes were like stars, flashing a trace of coldness.

At this moment, Huang Zixue seemed to feel that he was the protagonist of this competition, performing these immortal tricks that the disciples of the same sect could not learn, and defeating the young man who had brought him shame in the past......

Born in an ancient country with a long history since childhood, his father was a prince, and he showed outstanding cultivation talent when he was young, and at the suggestion of the emperor of Guyang Kingdom, he sent the most ancient immortal sect in Nanyue to apprentice.

However, when he arrived here, he found that the cultivation genius who had been praised by the entire royal family was a little ridiculous among these Heavenly Proud of the Three Domains.

Here, peers of noble birth, profound cultivation, and outstanding talent abound, and in the eyes of the Tianjiao of these ancient families, dynasties, and immortal sects, the identity of a prince of a down-and-out ancient country is like a weed.......

worked hard to become one of these heavenly arrogances, but because of a failure, he abandoned it.....

........

"Brother...."Under the ring, a beautiful girl, with a delicate face and a pair of crystal pure eyes, looked at her brother who fell into madness in the ring, and hurriedly shouted with a violent aura around her body.

Heart Demon Tribulation!

The most terrible calamity in the long and endless journey of monasticism!

Above the clouds and mist, the three holy land palace masters of the Nanyue Spirit Sect, the heads of each sect, the nine masters of the Cloud Palace, and the first seat of the main peak, there was a trace of ripples in the eyes of these eyes that contained endless wisdom.

Elder Lin Xu, the main peak of the Cloud Palace, sat on the spotless clouds, and a ray of helplessness flashed in the eyes of the wise and old.

"Brother Ye Chen......" Gu Linger rubbed her big beautiful eyes, trying to find the young man who was smiling extremely sunny, but found that the ordinary and special handsome figure in the ring was gone.

"He's fine..."Under the ring, looking at Gu Ling'er who seemed to be crying on the side, Zi Xuanqi, there was a hint of warmth in her beautiful amethyst eyes, and said softly.

On Gu Linger's delicate face, drops of crystal tears glistened and dripped down, and when she heard the words, she turned her head and looked at this senior sister with a look of inquiry.

"Ling'er, don't worry, that guy's ability to escape for his life is the best in the world! Such a superficial immortal trick, even if he is overbearing, he can't hurt him....."

Lan Qingyi walked over, hundreds of beginner disciples of various sects competed, and it seemed that no one could defeat this unparalleled talent woman so far.

Cloud Palace Immortal Sect, among the disciples of Xingyue Palace, a young man in white who quietly came out of the dust, like an immortal, stood indifferent not far away, and his starry eyes looked at the clouds above the ring.

On the clouds, a vague figure quietly flashed, and beautiful blue-purple crystal wings flashed out of the sky.

An ordinary figure emerged from the clouds, revealing a young man's face as clear as the morning sun.

Under the ring, many disciples of various sects couldn't help but show a look of surprise when they looked at the young man who fell from the sky, as if it was hard to imagine that under such a domineering immortal technique, that young man could escape.

Huang Zixue, who was standing in the ring, didn't seem to notice the exclamations of the people below, and was still in a crazy state of pride, but the next moment, this slightly ugly aristocratic young man was blatantly stunned.

A pair of beautiful blue-purple crystal spirit wings, a faint white light, reflected a handsome and extraordinary figure, and the incomparably peculiar sunny face appeared in the sky.

Spirit Wings!

Flying Immortals!

One after another exclamations came, and it seemed that several Immortal Sect Masters in the clouds were also a little surprised, such a strange Fengxiang Spiritual Technique, it seemed that only a few Immortal Sects had mastered the strange skills, talent, and opportunity were indispensable.

Since ancient times, the human race has longed to get rid of the shackles of the earth, soar freely in the sky, and reach the fairyland, but under the exploration of countless heavenly masters, they have drawn a set of flying immortals that simulate flying beasts and are suitable for low-level cultivation.

In the entire Nanyue Continent, it seems that the method of flying is by no means a discipline, but few people can cultivate it, and monks with outstanding talents can step into the fairy realm by virtue of penance, while those with low talents cannot comprehend the method of flying spiritual skills.

Humans and flying beasts, after all, are different.

It takes a lot of experience to cultivate the flying spirit technique, and even many Tianjie will take ten years to learn, which consumes years of cultivation, so there seem to be very few young spirit martial artists in the entire Nanyue Continent to learn this rare flying method.

The brilliant spirit feather turned into two brilliant scratches, slashed down from the sky, and bombarded out towards Huang Zixue, who had fallen into the distortion of the heart demon below.

Murong Xu stood among the disciples of the Immortal Sect, looking at the sky, the kind and immature young man's face, the pair of beautiful blue and purple spirit wings about seven or eight zhang big behind him, and a trace of warmth in his eyes.

The blazing spiritual light, like a peerless sword aura, knocked Huang Zixue out of the air, vomited blood to the ring, and fainted.

A blatant competition, a bizarre ending!

The blue and purple spirit wings gradually dissipated, and a young man, with a handsome figure of pale white fairy, stood in the ring like a fairy.