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"The power of the Tao?"

"Brother Xiahou, I didn't expect that at the beginning, two true disciples who had touched the power of the Dao appeared. www.biquge.info One of them actually only has a half-step cultivation of transforming into a god, it seems that your Heavenly Demon Sect has added another peerless genius!"

An unknown palace, and in the square, the iron seats floated. The scene was similar to that on the Heavenly Demon Palace, but the difference was that the people sitting in those seats were not some powerful but old men. They were all young monks, and the aura on each of them was extremely terrifying, but they were all extremely young faces.

At the front, in the central area, Xiahou Wuyuan, who was extremely cold, was sitting upright, and beside him, it was the first day of the Immortal Dao, Lu Changsheng. At this time, the only person who can joke with Xiahou Wuyuan is this great disciple of Taiwugong who is as famous as him.

Hearing his words, everyone's eyes were instantly attracted to it, and they all looked at it, and immediately saw the scene on the ring. When the two very different worlds came into view, everyone's faces showed surprise.

However, there was no one with joy on their faces, all of them had complicated faces, either jealous or envious, and they congratulated others along with them.

But on the other side of Xiahou Wuyuan, a handsome half-grown young man had a cynical smile on his face, and his gaze also fell on the ring. Joy and interest appeared at the same time, and he wondered: "Why haven't I seen this kid before, but his strength is good, he has ancient supernatural powers, and he also has strange body refining supernatural powers." Well. It's all good. ”

If Wu Qi knew that he could be valued and praised by so many people, especially the first day of the Immortal Dao who was as famous as Xiahou Wuyuan, Lu Changsheng. There is also the second day of the Demon Dao, the second disciple of the Heavenly Demon Palace, Yin Xiaobao, who was born with a pure yang body, innate veins, and a pure heart, also praised him, I don't know if Wu Qi should feel honored, or lament that his low-key plan went bankrupt.

A similar conversation rang out in other places, with the Heavenly Demons fighting and the ring fifty seats. Almost at the same time, fifty incomparably wonderful battles were taking place, each of which was a life-and-death battle, and most of the disciples were cautious. I am afraid that I will lose my life if I am too reckless.

Therefore, because of this, most of the fights were relatively dull, and those disciples were testing each other. Only on the edge of the ring, an extremely fierce battle is taking place.

Not much time passed, and there was a life-and-death scene in the ring.

Two worlds, one miserable white, one blood-red, and the other a corpse world, decaying and dying. The other is a murderous world, full of killing intent and killing thoughts, the two are deadlocked, and after more than a dozen breaths, there are new changes in the ring.

Many eyes were attracted to this ring, and fighting for dozens of breaths is a life-and-death fight, and there is only this one in the fifty rings, especially the two people who fought in it, and the murder is not small. Wu Qi's half-step cultivation realm of turning into a god attracted many monks to watch.

"Boom, Boom, Boom ....."

Although they watched from a long distance, or through a water mirror, the momentum emanating from those two terrifying worlds was still sensed by them, just like in their minds. At the same time, there was a loud noise.

After a dozen breaths of deathly silence in the ring, finally. There was a change, and an arrogant laugh came out of Wu Qi's mouth, resounding in the ring, and also through the water mirror, spreading in all directions, and everyone saw the amazing scene that Wu Qi made next.

"No one can kill me, no one can, give me death!hahaha.........." "Demon Qi, refining"

It is extremely clear, it is Wu Qi's laughter, it can be seen from that extremely arrogant tone, Wu Qi has already moved the intention of killing, in his heart, at this moment, the blood-armored monk Zhao Yu is already a dead man, he must kill him, in order to end this fight, in order to have a clear mind, otherwise, Wu Qi will not only not be able to advance, but will also be taken advantage of by the demons, there will be no slightest entry in the future, facing the catastrophe is also a dead end, if he can get out of the ring alive.

On that ring, under the two worlds, Wu Qi, who was originally standing still, moved violently. As if he had just woken up from his static state, as if there was infinite resistance in the surrounding void, his movements were extremely slow, his palm slowly stretched out, and every inch of movement seemed to be very difficult, from his palm to the other arm, it took a few breaths, and in this few breaths, opposite him, Zhao Lu seemed to have also woken up, and he had to make a move.

"Buzz"

Wu Qi's palm suddenly sped up, stretched out violently, and gently brushed it on an inconspicuous black ring worn on the fingers of his other palm.

The inconspicuous ring that was originally dusty, and after it was wiped by Wu Qi, there was immediately a trace of extremely pure demonic energy slowly overflowing. Wu Qi's hand flickered, grabbed the wisp of demonic qi violently, and then pulled it out fiercely.

"Whew"

"Is that ..........?" At this moment, the eyes of all the people watching the battle showed a look of surprise, and many of them, especially the Demon Dao monks, stood up suddenly, and their eyes showed a strong color of greed and possession.

In the unknown palace, above the square, on the top of the dark iron seat at the forefront, Lu Changsheng's voice came again.

"Hey, Brother Xiahou, if you are not mistaken, this true disciple of your sect took out this ...... Demonic aura?"

"Yes"

With a light sigh, Lu Changsheng's voice sounded in the ears of a group of young geniuses, and what was rare was that for the first time, as soon as Lu Changsheng's words fell, Xiahou Wuyuan, who had always been extremely cold, rarely replied, and the pair of eyes like an abyss also lifted, crossed the void, and landed on Wu Qi, who was in the ring with strong killing intent.

"Come out for me, Demon Qi"

In the middle of the angry shouting, Wu Qi's fingers clasped on the ring, and then pulled outward violently. Under everyone's gaze, from the inconspicuous black ring, a black demonic qi as thick as an arm was pulled out by Wu Qisheng. As soon as this breath appeared. The greed in the eyes of all the god-transforming monks who watched the battle became even stronger.

"Corpse Dao Demon Dao. It's a one. Big Corpse Demon Hand, refine it for me!"

Wu Qi's voice was extremely cold, like a glacier for ten thousand years, crossing the distance between the rings and burrowing into the ears of Zhao Yu's blood-armored body.

The next moment, I saw that the black demonic qi that was several zhang long broke away from the black ring on Wu Qi's finger and turned into a black sharp arrow, which seemed to be pulled by some irresistible force, and the phantom flashed. The demonic aura was gone.

High in the sky, the world full of decaying and desolate ancient corpse qi, under the miserable white giant palm, suddenly the void rippled. A black demonic qi with the thickness of an arm and a length of five zhang appeared out of thin air, without any hindrance, and this demonic qi was absorbed by the miserable white giant palm almost instantly.

The Xuan Ao palm pattern, which was as white as corpse qi, swirled like a white devouring hole, and instantly sucked the black demonic qi into it. And after the black demonic qi entered it, the originally white world, the world full of decay and death breath, changed in an instant.

"Buzz"

Coercion! Coercion, which is completely different from the previous coercion, was born. It's on top of that white giant palm. The white palm prints were running wildly, and the mystical aura inside was intertwined, maintaining the existence of the corpse qi world. From that moment on, the palm of the giant palm, the palm pattern, gradually lost its original color.

Wisps of black aura slowly overflowed, although weak, compared to the behemoth miserable white corpse qi, it was even rarer. But this black aura is incomparably pure, incomparably tough. Mixed with the miserable white corpse qi, there was not the slightest repulsion, but instead began a strange fusion.

It seems that this is the real Great Corpse Demon Hand, and although the original Great Corpse Demon Hand is powerful, it is incomplete. is mutilated. But now, it's time to complete. There is no longer only corpse qi, no longer only the power of death and decay, but also more demonic energy, suppressing, bombarding, and destroying the taste of everything, which is also a corrosive and immortal power that has experienced years and occasions.

Suddenly, when wisps of black aura appeared in the palm prints and intertwined with the corpse qi. In the miserable white world maintained by the Great Corpse Demon Hand, a large amount of black aura suddenly appeared, although it could not be compared with the thick and thick desolate corpse qi, but it also existed, incomparably clear, and existed in everyone's sight.

It is the way of corpses, and it is also the path of demons, and the ancient corpse qi and demon qi are fused together, decaying, dying, suppressing, bombarding, and annihilation......... This is the truly terrifying ancient supernatural power, not the ancient supernatural power, the tremor of the common people, the smell of annihilating all things, belongs to the ancient era, more ancient than the ancient, eternal era.

"Poof"

It was extremely abrupt, and his supernatural powers did not move, but Wu Qi, who was in the ring, suddenly trembled, his throat suddenly sweetened, and a mouthful of reverse blood was spurted out by him. It's not over yet, after the blood spray, the trembling on Wu Qi's body became even more intense, as if he was suffering unimaginable pain, the already ugly facial features were completely distorted together, and there was red blood flowing out of his mouth, ears, eyes and nose.

What's even more terrifying is that Wu Qi is up and down his body, and at some point, blood is bubbling out of every pore. It's just a few breaths, and the one standing in the ring is a bloody man.

At this time, everyone watching the battle was still in the shock of Wu Qi's terrifying supernatural powers. The change in the Great Corpse Demon Hand, that ancient aura emanated, even the late stage cultivators of the Transformation Spirit, after feeling the breath in it, fell into fear, as if if if the palm of the hand fell on their heads, they would also lose their lives.

The scene changed immediately, and no one expected that Wu Qi would suddenly become such a miserable appearance.

"Divine powers?"

Among the many people watching the battle, there were many monks with strong eyesight, and at a glance, they could see why Wu Qi had become such a miserable appearance. Shicai was also shocked by the terrifying magical power he displayed, and now when he saw Wu Qi's miserable appearance, he immediately calmed a lot of horrified thoughts.

A half-step god-transforming monk, no matter how strong he is, can't defeat a genius figure who is in the middle stage of god-transformation but comparable to a late-stage monk, especially if that person is still a person who has entered the path of killing.

Suddenly, when Wu Qi's whole body was bleeding out, on the other side of the ring, the sound of "bang" came, it was the Zhao slug, the blood-red armor moved violently, and there was a loud "bang", and the person and the horse actually moved at this time. Although it was the same as Wu Qi before, it was extremely difficult, and the supernatural worlds of the two were still fighting. Both of them have to face the oppression of the other's world when they move. Naturally, it is extremely difficult.

But compared with Wu Qi's misery, Zhao Yu is "at ease", the war horse under him constantly emitted a low roar, and every time the roar sounded, the war horse took a step forward, although slowly, but step by step towards Wu Qi.

"Hum" The blood-red war knife was raised, and the blood-red knife body was wrapped with a trace of murderous aura that was already substantial. Falling down, cutting everything apart.

Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes widened, and no one wanted to miss this scene. It's just amazing. It was only half a pillar of incense in less than a moment, and in an inconspicuous ring, there was such a tragic fight.

One person is in the middle stage of the god transformation, and he has entered the way of killing, and his combat power exceeds that of the late stage of the god transformation, as long as he does not die, he is almost an ironclad core disciple, and there is a huge possibility of even being promoted back to the void. The other person is only a half-step cultivator, but his magical methods are strange and strong. The combat skills are weird, and there are even more terrifying ancient supernatural powers, and the combat power also exceeds that of ordinary late-stage cultivators.

These two people, if they are in other places, no matter what sect they are, they are definitely the kind of genius disciples who will be vigorously cultivated by the sect, and no sect will be willing to let them be harmed, let alone let the two geniuses fight each other, and also set cruel rules such as the winner lives and the loser dies.

Above the ring. It was no longer silent, but occupied by two strange sounds.

One was Wu Qi's coughing sound, and blood was gushing out all over his body, as if he had fallen into a strange state, and his eyes were closed. The body trembled wildly. The other was the sound of horses' hooves trampling on the ground, albeit slowly. But it rang out one after another, endlessly.

Witnessing this scene, many monks in the palaces and cities let out a sigh.

"That person is going to die, it's a pity, a half-step god-turning disciple can fight with that god-killing god to such an extent, he is definitely a figure like Tianjiao. ”

"Tianjiao is Tianjiao, yes, but there are many Tianjiao who died halfway, and it can only be said that this son's luck is not good. ”

"The Heavenly Demon Sect is worthy of being the leader of my Demon Dao, so many genius disciples, in a casual fight, one has entered the killing path to kill the god, and the other is actually a peerless genius who is comparable to a monk in the late stage of the god transformation with a half-step transformation god cultivation. ”

"It's going to fall this time, it's a pity, if it weren't for the backlash of this son's supernatural power at the last moment, I'm afraid that the killing god is already dead!"

"The qi of the demons, that Tianjiao wants to use the qi of the demons to improve his ancient supernatural powers, but he didn't expect his cultivation to be too low, and as a result, the supernatural powers are backfired, at this moment, I am afraid that the essence and blood of the whole body are passing, and the mind should be in chaos, don't say that he is fighting with others, and he can't even protect himself. ”

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The sound of discussion resounded in those palaces and cities, and almost everyone decided that Wu Qi was going to be defeated, and the loser was going to die. However, it was not without accident that in that unknown palace, on the square, a voice full of banter sounded beside Xiahou Wuyuan again.

"Brother Xiahou, don't you want to make a move? That kid has good qualifications, wouldn't it be a pity if he died like this. In my opinion, that kid's qualifications should be ranked third in your sect, only under you and Brother Yin, Brother Xiahou, tsk, the third day of the Heavenly Demon Sect, he actually fell in the ring, it's a pity. ”

It was still Lu Changsheng's voice, which sounded in everyone's ears, and anyone could hear the banter in his mouth. However, it seems that other people are the same, even if they are also members of the Demon Dao Sect, they are also opponents when they are ordinary. Being able to see the Tianjiao disciples of the rival sect fall, in their opinion, was naturally something to be happy about.

But unexpectedly, Xiahou Wuyuan, who has always cherished words like gold, spoke for Wu Qi again.

"No, he won't die. ”

It was an extremely short sentence, but it was rare to spit out more than five words, which was already very surprising for everyone who was used to Xiahou Wuyuan's cold appearance.

Hearing Xiahou Wuyuan's words, Lu Changsheng, who originally didn't care about it, suddenly turned pale, and seemed to be surprised by Xiahou Wuyuan's words, especially his reaction to Xiahou Wuyuan, he seemed to be even more surprised, and a trace of interest flashed in his eyes. As if he was interested in someone, his head turned, and his gaze immediately crossed the void, glancing at Wu Qi, who was struggling.

With his gaze retracted, Lu Changsheng immediately spoke again.

"Since Brother Xiahou is so sure. It's better for you and me to take a gamble. Let's see who has better eyesight. If the rest of the brothers are interested, they can also place bets. How's that? Brother Xiahou."

"Yes"

Xiahou Wuyuan's voice sounded again beyond everyone's expectations, and even Yin Xiaobao on the other side, who was extremely handsome, suddenly showed surprise on his arrogant face. He naturally knew more about Xiahou Wuyuan than the other young monks present, and it was precisely because of this that he was even more surprised.

"When did Brother Xiahou become so interested in a high-level disciple, he was usually a core disciple, and Brother Xiahou didn't even look at it. That kid just got a ridiculous supernatural power, and he had a good performance with strange combat skills. It's also worth treating Brother Xiahou like this?"

Yin Xiaobao, as the second genius of the Heavenly Demon Sect, had extremely strong arrogance on his body, except for Xiahou Wuyuan, he even had Lu Changsheng on the first day of the Immortal Dao. They couldn't afford it very much, and at this time, they were naturally very surprised to see Xiahou Wuyuan treating a strange superior disciple so "solemnly".

Before he could think too much, Lu Changsheng's words sounded again.

"Brother Xiahou is really refreshing, the rules of your sect's Heavenly Demon Fight are very simple, and the rules of our gambling game are also simpler. Let's bet on the final outcome of the two people, Brother Xiahou has made it clear before, obviously betting on the half-step god-turning kid to win, then Lu Mou will bet on the disciple who cultivates the way of killing to win. ”

"Fellow Daoists, if you are interested. Why don't you bet too!"

Lu Changsheng finished the gambling game with a warm smile on his face, it was really as simple as the rules of the Heavenly Demon Fight. Two choices, Wu Qi wins, or Zhao Yu wins.

The young monks here are all Tianjiao-like figures, and the names of Wu Qi and Zhao Yu naturally can't reach their ears. In their opinion, it is divided into two titles: the kid and the disciple who cultivates the way of killing.

Lu Changsheng was a genius on the first day of the Immortal Dao, the leader of the Immortal Dao Alliance, the eldest disciple of the Taiwu Palace, and his prestige among the Tianjiao was extremely high. The only one who can compare with him or slightly overpower him is Xiahou Wuyuan, who has always been extremely cold. However, compared to Xiahou Wuyuan, Lu Changsheng can be said to be an extremely kind person, and it is difficult for people to feel bad.

Many Tianjiao cultivators had their own opinions, but they were all surprisingly consistent with Lu Changsheng. They just glanced at it, and they could see that Wu Qi was in a terrible state at this time. With their wisdom. Such a simple gamble naturally would not be pressed on Wu Qi, who was about to lose, and when Lu Changsheng's words fell, they placed bets one after another.

"One of the 10,000-year-old blood soul grass, I will be a disciple who cultivates the way of killing. ”

"There is a puppet of the seven-rank battle talisman, and I will also get down to that person. ”

"One Void Breaking Pill, I'll go down to that Blood Armor Monk"

"Yin and Yang Blood Demon Gu, I am the disciple who has cultivated the way of killing. ”

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In an instant, the gambling game expanded, and the hundred people present were all the leading disciples of the next generation of those big forces in the Tongtian Mountain Range, and the extremely young Tianjiao, everyone's net worth was extremely terrifying. The name of any random thing is enough to cause a real bloody storm outside.

These young Tianjiao will participate in the gambling game, in addition to having a strong interest, there is also the fact that this gambling game is opened by Xiahou Wuyuan and Lu Changsheng, the two peerless Tianjiao, no matter who it is, in the face of these two super Tianjiao immortals and demons, they must give face.

There were nearly 100 Tianjiao present, and almost everyone bet on Zhao Yu, and they all thought that in this competition, it was Zhao Lu who cultivated the way of killing, not Wu Qi, a first-class disciple who turned into a half-step divine cultivator.

"Brother Xiahou, so many Daoists have actually placed disciples who cultivate the way of killing, I don't know if you still want to take this gamble?"

Lu Changsheng didn't know if it was intentional, so he asked Xiahou Wuyuan one more question at this time, but this time the person who answered was not Xiahou Wuyuan, but another person on the other side.

"Pick it up, of course take it, I'll take this gamble with Brother Xiahou, I'll get that kid down, and I'll definitely let you lose to the bottom." Hahaha......."

Yin Xiaobao's voice was abrupt, and after he finished speaking, Xiahou Wuyuan did not answer, obviously acquiescing. In this way, many young Tianjiao here have a happy look in their eyes, since the two brothers have already said that they will take over the gambling game, it naturally means that they can make a windfall out of thin air, such a happy event, naturally happy.

However, there are also those who are more exquisite, after hearing Yin Xiaobao's words full of confidence, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and his gaze swept out again, falling on Wu Qi, who had become a bloody person, and kept probing, as if he wanted to see what secrets Wu Qi had on his body, so that the two great Tianjiao of the Heavenly Demon Sect could support him so strongly.

However, at this time, the gambling game has been opened, and everyone has placed bets, but it cannot be changed.

For a while, all Tianjiao's eyes attracted to the very inconspicuous ring on the edge. If it was before, no one would have paid attention to the ring.

Wu Qi didn't know everything that happened outside, and he didn't know that because of the extremely fierce fight between him and that Zhao Jiao, the ring they were in had become the one that attracted the most attention. Since stepping into the ring, Wu Qi's previous low-key plan has been completely frustrated.

Not only that, but what is even more tragic is that Wu Qi has fallen into a life and death crisis at this time. This is the first time in a long time that we have been in such a situation. It was his opponent in the first round of fighting, a disciple of the Soldier Demon Palace, a genius disciple who was born to kill, and had already entered the way of killing, Zhao Yu was forced to such a situation.

At this time, on Wu Qi's body, the pores were forcibly opened, and a trace of red blood overflowed inside, Wu Qi, who had long been a bloody man, had layers of blood scabs, and then new blood broke through the blood scabs, covering them layer by layer, making the smell of blood emitted from his body extremely rich, making his whole person look extremely miserable.

He couldn't take care of the scene on his body, and his soul at this moment fell into unprecedented chaos, and he couldn't give birth to a clear thought, in his mind, only the idea of "killing, killing, killing" existed, and this thought was extremely chaotic and couldn't be suppressed at all. The body trembled uncontrollably, and the black lines on the face distorted along with the facial features, hideous and terrifying.

Magical powers are backlash!

Those monks were right, Wu Qi was indeed devoured by the supernatural power at this time. The Great Corpse Demon Hand is not an ancient supernatural power, but an ancient supernatural power, a supernatural power that existed in an unknown time, and not just any monk can manipulate and cast such a supernatural power.

The Ancient Era is the Ancient Era, the Ancient Age, and the Ancient Era, and these three eras can be said to encompass the entire process of the evolution of heaven and earth. And the supernatural powers left over from these three eras are called desolate ancient supernatural powers. Like monks, the ancient supernatural powers are also of the same level, and there are many levels, which are quite complicated, but it is almost certain that the older the era, the more powerful the surviving supernatural powers, and the higher the level.

If a god-transforming monk can obtain an ancient supernatural power, it is enough to be proud of all the monks of the same rank. Even a mid-stage cultivator can only exert fifty percent of the power of an ancient supernatural power. Wu Qi, a half-step cultivator who turned into a god, actually tried to exert the true power of the ancient supernatural powers, if he was not counterattacked, it would be truly strange.

Almost everyone has this idea in their hearts, in their opinion, on the ring, when the war horse walks in front of Wu Qi, it is the end, and it is also the time when Wu Qi, the "peerless Tianjiao", dies.

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