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The bell rings, the wind and clouds rise, and the Lingwu is written in Xiangyun City.

The solemn and majestic city lord's mansion, the three sides of the high platform suddenly merged into one, and the male nuns and nuns who were crowded with people screamed and shouted loudly, like the stars and the moon, looking up at the thirty heads and heads of the family on the only high platform.

The thirty sects of the tripartite forces, or such as the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, or such as the Aoyun Sect, or such as the middle of the Qiongwu Sect, or such as the Yin Sect ruthless and domineering, or such as the Mo family's historical famous family, or such as the ghost crying prison in hell on earth, or such as the anti-Cang faction coming from behind, all of them are leaders in one side, calling for wind and rain.

The helmsmen of the thirty sects and families slowly stepped onto the high platform, each holding red incense, admired by ten thousand cultivators, bowing to the heavens and the earth, thanking the heavens and the earth for the opportunity, and after this simple but solemn ceremony, the real duel was the only one.

At first, Lu Zheng thought that he would be nervous, but when he really stood at the place where Wan Xiu worshipped and looked up, he only felt that his heart was surging and his blood was rolling, no one didn't want to become stronger, no one didn't want to stand proudly at the peak, cultivators, conquering heaven and earth, stepping on the void, it was a fight with the sky, fighting with others, fighting with himself, and finally surpassing the past, crushing the opponent, and reaching the pinnacle of life.

Today's Lu Zheng, although he only took a small step up, made him seem to see more steps in the future. A narrow and steep mountain path was in front of him, and all he had to do was to keep cultivating and trialing, and finally climb to the top.

With treacherous clouds in his eyes, mountains and seas in his heart, but his face was calm, Lu Zheng slowly inserted the red incense in his hand into the big tripod floating out of thin air, swept his eyes, and found that he was far more than the one who wanted to churn in his eyes.

"Bell. ”

Another bell rang, the ceremony ended, and as Bai Hong's words fell, most of the helmsmen stepped off the high platform, while several young heads of the family under the age of 100 stayed on the stage, including Lu Zheng, Qiu Chi and Mo Zifeng, etc., who will personally participate in the next final mesh.

"Each sect can send five people to participate in the finals, but if one of the sects stays until the end, that sect advances. ”

Bai Hong simply announced the rules of the competition again, and especially reminded that the final schedule is thirty days.

Many first-time martial arts practitioners don't understand why a final, which is more spectacular than the draw and qualifiers, takes more time.

"Huh. This time, the young head of the young family has more than five fingers, and the senior brothers of the sect under the age of 100 are even more grasped, and the next helmsman is also one after another. ”

"What's more, this final mixed fight is a rare and upright opportunity to get rid of the opponent's elite bloodline, even if it is not for winning, for the sake of the sect power, everyone will subconsciously be more cautious and desperate. ”

There is an old man in the rivers and lakes who is a good teacher, and he explained in a low voice that popular science is not a secret secret.

Next, Bai Hong, the chief host of the martial arts competition, quickly retreated as soon as he spoke, and did not dare to stay at all, and some irritable personalities changed color as early as the first time.

Beside Lu Zheng, Zhao Ying and Lu Qingzhuo appeared at the same time, the three of them glanced at each other, moved at the same time, and knocked out a nearby cultivator in an instant.

Flying out of the test bench and touching the ground is also considered a loss.

After all, there are only a few "kind-hearted" subordinates like Lu Zheng who show mercy, and more cultivators who react more slowly are cut into pieces and fly out of their breath.

"Woohoo. ”

The sound of piercing the wind and breaking through the air continued one after another, and soon, all the five people that could be sent by their respective sects came on the field, and the real life-and-death melee on the test table officially kicked off at this time.

"Ahh

The miserable screams were short and sharp, flashing, and in a moment, none of the people standing on the stage alive were stupid and careless, let alone die as soon as they saw their faces, and the blood fight instantly pushed to the climax of screaming.

On the test platform, the sea of clouds was high in the sky, and hundreds of cultivators were fighting like flowing fire, shining brightly, like stars, shining on the heavens and the earth, and eye-catching.

The body shape changes in an instant, swords, bows and guns, spiritual way, martial arts, staggered figures, formations come out, spells are treacherous, fighting for beauty, like a sea of stars.

The many elites on the stage who are generally swept by meteors and move the mountains are dizzying, and they can't be seen at all, and many cultivators who watch the battle subconsciously choose their favorite sect and the most optimistic player. And among these hundreds of meteors, there are always a few that most cultivators choose to keep their eyes on from beginning to end.

Such as the invincible Dugu Ant Sister and Brother who slashes whoever dies, the bloodthirsty and tyrannical dark witch Lan Buregret, Lu Zheng who has spiritual techniques and legendary sword spirits, Mo Zifeng who was once rumored to have died because of his mysterious whereabouts, Qiu Chi, the behind-the-scenes master who controls hell on earth, Min Qingling, who has shallow qualifications but a saint-level ancestor father, and Lin Yuangui, who seems to be overage but claims to be stuck at the age of ninety-nine and ambitious.

Not surprisingly, half of these people will come to the end of the Dao Demon Martial Arts. As for who among them can be at the top, it is not a matter of one person.

The so-called martial arts competition, the three-way duel, in the final analysis, is still a balance between Taoist cultivation and demon cultivation, and whether the middle forces are accustomed to playing soy sauce or not is just incidental. The reason why the three forces in the middle of the righteous and demonic are divided and distributed is only because of the different positions and concepts of doing things, but the things pursued by each cultivator during this period are roughly the same, or the great path of immortality or the pinnacle of life or the realization of life ideals.

And the classification of cultivators is just spiritual dao, martial arts or spiritual martial dual cultivation, but no matter which system is cultivated, the general division is only the difference between Taoist cultivation and demon cultivation, so no matter which force or sect fights to the end, this martial arts competition is still a battle between Taoist cultivation and demon cultivation, and a battle of honor between camps.

The winner of the tournament will only end up being one person, Dao Xiu or Demon Cultivator.

Before that, the Dao Cultivation Camp and the Demon Cultivation Camp began to faint into shape, and most of the cultivators began to move closer to the camp behind them, while some cultivators from the middle forces took the initiative to jump off the high platform and admit defeat.

In previous martial arts competitions, Taoist cultivation and demon cultivation have their own victories and defeats, the winner is proud of the peaks, the loser has no face and is spurned, the king is defeated, the victory is not a person, the defeat is not a person, throughout the ages, it has always been like this. Therefore, in this context, the chaotic fighting of the thirty sects gradually moved towards an inevitable trend, Dao cultivation and Taoist cultivation, demon cultivation and demon cultivation, competing to form an alliance and form a camp to jointly fight against another Dao system, almost everyone wanted to kill more opponents before the final battle. (To be continued.) )