Zhang Li, here.

In a word, it shook the world and could be heard for hundreds of miles.

The whistling clouds and waves merged with this sound, and then they were stirred by the sword intent that rushed to the sky, turning into a hundred-mile cyclone.

This kind of qi power directly suppressed the momentum of all the cultivators under the golden pill, and they couldn't raise their heads.

The thirty-year-old man who spoke just now was also pale at this time, and he couldn't stand up in the clouds, and fell down directly.

Build the foundation of the eight-layer realm, that's it.

"Sword intent."

"He's really a kendo practitioner."

"This kind of sword intent can at least fight with Jin Dan."

"With such a prestige, the top 30 on the elite list can be expected."

Countless exclamations and whispers rang out.

Looking at the bright sword light in front of them, as well as the lotus of sword intent, Wu Yunzheng and Su Ji both smiled bitterly.

Originally, they wanted to keep the True Yue Sect low-key.

Now, it's hard to keep a low profile.

Strength doesn't allow it......

Zhang Li walked forward step by step, attracting the surrounding streamers, and the layers of halos flickered.

A Jindan realm, a half-step Jindan elite figure emerged.

The strength of the qi machine traction, whoever dares to retreat, will lose the heart.

But in this way, the person who pulls the qi machine will have to bear the impact of the divine soul power of all sides.

If no one's divine soul power is stronger than him, it's fine, if someone's divine soul power is stronger than him, then he will be directly counterattacked.

Zhang Li walked forward step by step, surrounded by golden light and blue light.

His expression remained unchanged, and his sword light soared into the sky, and no one could face it.

"What a sharp sword cultivator." On a flying boat in the distance, a bearded man whispered, his eyes shining brightly.

"The power of one person has attracted so many elites to respond, and such a person is destined to be a leader." A white-bearded old man watched this scene and whispered in his mouth.

"There are countless heroes in the world, and the strong are like carp crossing the river, but there are very few who can beat their peers in an era."

"Here, there is a bit of weather."

The leaders and elders who came to participate in the elite competition, each of them was at least a half-step Jindan.

Even if it is impossible for two mid-stage Jindan elders like Zhenyue Sect to be in charge, there is at least one Jindan early-stage powerhouse.

If you can't even take out a half-step golden pill, then it doesn't make much sense to participate in such a competition.

However, such forces are not uncommon.

Isn't this kind of gathering and competition just giving a lot of talented people a chance?

Elite status, some people are icing on the cake, some people are soaring.

"Hum—"

In front of Zhang Li, a long knife appeared.

The sword light was like a flame, rising and falling, advancing layer by layer, smashing through the surrounding clouds, and then slamming towards Zhang Li's manifestation of the sky-supporting long sword.

Someone couldn't hold it back and wanted to test Zhang Li.

"It's Huayun Dao Feng Tianlai."

"This kid is already in the Jindan Realm, and he was ranked twenty-seventh on the elite list last time."

"Huayun Dao has already cultivated the sword intent, right? No wonder you dare to make a move. ”

Voices rang out all around, some whispering, some chanting.

No matter what others said, the brilliant sword light slammed firmly towards Zhang Li's sword light.

Around Zhang Li's body, the light of the green lotus was pulled by the sword intent, constantly vibrating, and seemed to begin to deform.

But he didn't move, his eyes opened and closed, and a golden streamer flickered.

The power of the mind is blessed with the power of artistic conception and comprehension.

The power of his divine soul is already the peak of Jindan, unless Yuanying overhauls it in person, if not, who else is he afraid of?

"Boom-"

The shadow of the sword collides with the phantom of the long sword.

The sound of the explosion rang through, causing a wail all around.

The mind is pulled, Zhang Li is fine, those divine souls who can't cultivate to Jin Dan are miserable.

Many people suddenly spilled blood, and their faces were swollen red.

The younger generation can have it in order to cultivate to Jindan, which is due to the accumulation of resources and talent.

But the cultivation of the soul is not so easy to improve.

If you don't have the blessing of the power of the Heavenly Dao, you can only cultivate step by step.

Among the younger generation, there are very few people who can combine the cultivation of the divine soul with their own cultivation.

The long knife phantom shattered directly, and then reversed and turned back.

A young man wearing black armor with a resolute face flashed fear in his eyes, gritted his teeth, his body was full of qi and blood power, and the golden pill flew out above his head.

Jin Dan and the power of qi and blood were intertwined into a tall phantom, and his hands were raised, holding the phantom of the long knife above his head with all his strength.

This is the convergence of the power of the divine soul and all the powers of one's own cultivation.

Huayun Dao Feng Tianlai couldn't strike a blow, and his qi was almost shattered.

Such a collision of forces is a complete defeat.

There was astonishment in the countless eyes around him.

Zhang Li's cultivation and combat power were even stronger than they imagined.

With such strength, I'm afraid I can enter the top 20 of the elite list?

On the flying boat in the rear, Su Ji and Wu Yunzheng were both surprised.

No wonder Zhang Li dared to challenge directly, and the gas machine was traction.

People who are truly powerful are not afraid of challenges!

Not far away, the originally suppressed power on the bodies of several figures shook slightly.

Those are the real powerhouses in this elite competition, and they are the ones who have always been at the top of the elite list.

Zhang Li's strength made them interested.

But before they could do it, Zhang Li had already moved.

The sword light that flew down from Feng Tianlai's head was not yet stable, and Zhang Li's voice sounded: "Come and don't be rude, it also depends on how my sword is." ”

A sword.

Just now, Zhang Li guarded the Divine Soul Imperial Sword, and shook Feng Tianlai's long knife back.

Now that he was going to draw his sword, how could Feng Tianlai resist it?

The two sect elders who came with Feng Tianlai all changed their faces.

But they can't make a move at this time.

Unless Feng Tianlai is worried about his life.

It's the rule.

Coming here is the stage for these young people to compete.

Zhang Li's words also made countless people's eyes flash.

Everyone stared at the sword light above Zhang Li's head.

They wanted to see what kind of means this sword cultivator had.

Zhang Li's right hand was raised.

His palms were clenched, and his eyes were shining with gold.

At this moment, the aura on his body became illusory.

The moment this illusory aura appeared, all the sect leaders and elders were all pale.

This aura power surpasses their senses!

"Hum—"

A long sword roared.

This is the illusory sword that Zhang Li holds in his palm, and it resounded.

The next moment, between the surrounding heaven and earth, countless trembling sounds sounded.

In the next moment, in the ancient battlefield filled with fog in the distance, countless roaring sounds sounded.

"Zhenyue Sect Zhang Li came here to worship the heroic spirits of the ancient battlefield that had fallen for countless years with his sword."

"The sword of the younger generation, here."

Zhang Li's voice sounded.

A sky-shattering giant sword phantom appeared.

It was a golden sword with countless spirit patterns.

On the body of the sword, there was a golden halo that people couldn't look at directly, covering the spirit patterns on it that didn't know what to do.

The long sword condensed and slammed into the ancient battlefield in front of him.

The blade of the sword was bright, and a sword slashed down, directly breaking through the clouds and mist, revealing a mottled city wall and countless broken armor.

On the scattered battlefield, there were illusory figures, all of them raising their heads, and their dark eyes fell on the long sword.

Countless broken swords flew out of the ground and the earth.

The remnant sword turned into a streamer, revealing decay, and with a trace of residual sharpness, it slammed towards Zhang Li's illusory long sword.

The clouds and mist were turbulent, obscuring all the sword light.

No one knew what the result of the collision of swords on the ancient battlefield would look like.

After Zhang Li slashed out the sword, he quietly retreated, fell back to his own flying boat, and then stepped into the cabin and closed his eyes to practice.

Around him, there seemed to be countless remnant sword phantoms, rushing towards him, and then shattered by the golden halo.

Outside the flying boat, everyone's eyes were full of complexity, looking at the flying boat that was slowly landing.

"The power of one person, dare to challenge the entire ancient battlefield, the junior elite, it should be like this......"

Out of nowhere, a voice came slowly.

Take on the ancient battlefield.

The remnants of the heroic souls on the ancient battlefield have actually lost their nature and have no good and evil.

They all follow their own senses.

Zhang Li's sword challenge is a respect for the juniors to the seniors, but it is also a provocation.

When Zhang Li stepped into the ancient battlefield, he would definitely attract the pursuit of countless remnant souls in the ancient battlefield.

What kind of strength is needed to escape under the pursuit of countless remnant souls?

At this time, the most complicated mood was Huayun Dao Feng Tianlai.

He thought that Zhang Li was throwing a sword at him.

But at this time, he realized that people didn't bother to shoot swords at him.

But he could not be angry.

He couldn't have caught that sword.

"Interesting." In the distance, a young man in a black robe whispered softly with a hint of warlike intent on his face.

"Yan Dragon Hand Huang Kun, the eleventh on the elite list, even you feel that he is worthy of being an opponent?" Beside the young man, there was a voice with a hint of banter.

"Since Hu, I don't believe that you, the fifteenth on the elite list, will not feel threatened." Huang Kun turned his head, his expression solemn.

In the distance, several breaths flickered and dissipated.

With the arrival of the True Yue Sect, Zhang Li faced all the elites head-on, and challenged the heroic spirits in the ancient battlefield with his sword.

This scene quickly spread around the surrounding area.

Countless people have paid attention to the True Yue Sect.

For such attention, He Kun and they can only bear it with trepidation.

Su Ji and Wu Yunzheng could only smile bitterly.

If it was before, the fact that the True Yue Sect could receive such attention was in itself a recognition of the True Yue Sect.

But now, what they want is to rise quietly in the ancient battlefield, not to be the focus now.

But they can't blame Zhang Li.

For an elite like Zhang Li, the confrontation of qi and machine and showing their own sharpness is also a kind of practice.

Dao heart, many times, is more important than qi and blood and true yuan cultivation.

Countless strong people have been frustrated because of their Dao hearts, and they can't advance an inch in their lives.

Zhang Li in the cabin didn't care about the movement outside.

He was immersed in the phantom shadows of the remnants of the sword around him.

Each of these phantoms represents a former kendo practitioner, a kendo inheritance, and the will of a sword cultivator.

Each sword light intertwined, revealing traces that fascinated him.

As a sword cultivator, he could feel every sword light telling him.

What to say?

Say that you hold a sword in this life and die without regrets?

Or is it better to be a mortal if there is an afterlife?

Does it mean that there is a sword in my heart that has broken the sword before it can be stabbed, and I am endlessly unwilling?

Or is it that the sword in his hand can't support his wish in this life after all?

Countless broken swords and remnants of light are endless.

The sword intent on Zhang Li's body was collided by these sword lights, and it continued to condense.

It seems that those kendo seniors have gathered their regrets on Zhang Li's long sword.

Let this sharp sword live in their place, and look at the prosperity of the world in their place.

This kind of sword blending transcends time and space.

Unconsciously, Zhang Li's kendo practice was more profound.

It's not just the practice of kendo, it's his whole person's perception of the power of heaven and earth, and his control of his own strength, all of which have been improved.

If it weren't for the fact that he was suppressing his cultivation realm with all his might, he would be able to directly improve his immortal path and martial arts path by one level now.

"Hum—"

Outside the cabin, a bell rang.

Zhang Li flew out of the cabin and saw several figures levitating in the void.

Each of these people is a cultivator above the seventh level of Jindan, and he does not fall into the sky, and the power of heaven and earth is added.

"The elite meeting of the various sects in Luo Wuzhou has always been to show the vigor of the younger generation."

"There are the relics of the predecessors on the ancient battlefield, the ancient heroic spirits, the remnants of Izumo Continent, and the passages of Izumo Continent."

"This fight is a grind for you, but it is also a test of life and death."

"My generation's cultivation harms the spirits of heaven and earth, and life needs to protect heaven and earth, and death is to feed back to heaven."

The voice in the void was calm.

Cultivators look down on life and death, and everything is their own choice.

"The ancient battlefield is open, and it will be closed after a hundred days, don't enter the passage in and out of Yunzhou, otherwise we won't be able to rescue."

The sound of the void vibrates, and then the clouds and mist on the entire ancient battlefield slowly disperse and turn into a curtain of light.

On top of this light curtain, the scene of the ancient battlefield is magnified.

Through this light curtain, you can see the performance of all the elites who participated in the trial competition on the ancient battlefield.

Life and death matter.

"Boom-"

A gate of light appeared.

The light gate slowly opened, and illusory remnant soul figures rushed out from the light gate.

Among them were also several figures wearing blue-gray Taoist robes.

A practitioner of Izumoshu.

The remnant soul and figure rushed out of the light gate and looked at the countless Luo Wuzhou cultivators in front of them.

"Kill."

A low shout came from nowhere.

Tens of thousands of elite figures flew down and rushed into the gate of light.

Those figures and remnant souls that had just rushed out were naturally reduced to pieces in this impact.

……

Zhang Li led the disciples of the True Yue Sect behind him, and also rushed into the light gate with the flow of people.

As soon as you enter the gate of light, the aura of decay and vastness comes to you.

The desolation and misery here reveal the loneliness from antiquity to later generations.

Thirty-two figures landed on a battlefield full of broken battle armor and soldiers, and all the disciples of the True Yue Sect were shocked by such a tragic scene, and their faces turned pale.

Zhang Li turned his head to look around, then looked up at the top of his head.

The illusory light curtain was not visible, but he knew that there must be countless eyes watching him.

However, he was not in a hurry, this light curtain was only reflected in the outer layer of the ancient battlefield, and it could only last for thirty days.

Thirty years later, the center of the ancient battlefield is the real elite competition.

"Let's go." With a soft voice, he unsheathed his long sword and led the disciples of the True Yue Sect behind him forward.

"Whew-"

There was a long roar, and a long gray arrow was fired at him.

Zhang Li's long sword twisted and shattered the arrow.

"Yu Qiu is leading people to explore the way."

"After He Kun is broken."

"Wu Yutao, plan the battlefield and search for treasures."

Zhang Li's voice sounded.

The thirty-two disciples of the Zhenyue Sect moved in response to the call and turned into three teams, and their actions were orderly.

"Hey, it's nice to have a real elite in charge, and it's forbidden to enforce it."

Outside the light curtain, a leader of the group, Jin Dan Elder shook his head and whispered enviously.

He looked at his own sect, and the three elite leaders were already fighting their own battles, each leading their disciples to disperse.

(End of chapter)