In the heart of the mountain range, the platform of the spiritual pond is full of people. The chatter was endless.

"Why don't you start yet? Clearly said yes. ”

"Just, what about the old man?! Didn't he say he would be waiting for us here? Why is it that when we arrived, he was not there. ”

"Hmph, it won't be like this for nothing, right?"

“……”

Listening to the discussion, Xi Mingzhi and Yin Ming glanced at each other, and their faces were a little unhappy, if this was really the case, it was a bit excessive.

"Hehe, why are you in such a hurry?! Young people need to be patient. When everyone was a little impatient, a space at the top of the Lingchi platform trembled, and a white figure appeared.

"It turned out to be his ?!!" Yin Ming was a little surprised to see the face of the old man in white.

"Huh?" Xi Mingzhi was puzzled.

"I heard my teacher say that this white-clothed man is called Zangnuo, and he is a person next to Venerable Feng, and he is a brother and sister to Venerable Feng, and this Fengcheng is said to have been founded by the two of them. Moreover, the strength of this Zang Nuo has also reached the realm of the Venerable Body, when he was young, it seems that he once turned a sect upside down for a person, and finally removed this sect from this world. Hearing Yin Ming's words, Xi Mingzhi couldn't help but glance at the old man in white.

The old man in white is also a Tibetan promise. With a smile on his face, he turned his head to look at Xi Mingzhi, who was looking at him, his wrinkled eyes suddenly glared and flashed with light. Xi Mingzhi, who was looking at him, was stunned for a moment, and then he snorted and retreated again and again.

"What's wrong?" Yin Ming stepped forward to support Xi Mingzhi.

"It's fine." Xi Mingzhi let go of Yin Ming's support and sat down. The heart is quite unsettled, is this the strength of the Venerable Body Realm? Just one glance can make a spiritual realm cultivator hurt, so strong!!

"Hehe, it seems that people are almost here, and it seems that they can start." Zangnuo suddenly rolled his eyes and said to the void.

"Old fellow, you're really itching." The old man in blue who was sitting in front of the spar roared loudly, making Zangnuo's ears a little deaf.

"Alas! My old bones! Zangnuo sighed slightly, and put his hands behind his back. This appearance made everyone below puzzled.

"He's not going crazy!"

"Mm-hmm, it's possible."

"Alas! The referee is crazy, can this spirit pool battle continue? ”

“……”

Zang Nuo's eyes glared at the several cultivators who were discussing. Suddenly, several people retreated, all spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Hmph." Zang Nuo snorted coldly, and his eyes looked into the distance of the Lingchi Terrace.

At this time, no one was any longer dissatisfied, and no one could withstand his move.

"Looks, we weren't late!" A cloud of black mist suddenly appeared on the Lingchi platform, and the black mist slowly dissipated, revealing three people, one was wearing dark green clothes, but it was damaged: one was pale and covered with blood: the other was wrapped in black fog, and his face could not be seen, only a pair of empty eyes with green light. It was Wang Lun and the three who fled from the abandoned mountain range.

"Hehe, you're already late." Zang Nuo said, when he looked at Wang Lun yes, he was shocked in his heart.

"Yes, is the induction wrong?!"

"Boom, we're here, let's get started!" Wang Lun said with a smile.

"Oh, well! The battle for the spiritual pool, now, open the ......"

"Wait a minute." Just as Zang Nuo was about to say the last word, a crisp voice came from outside the Lingchi platform. Then, three figures descended on the Lingchi platform. It is Sun Yingying, Yang Yuanhao, and Zhao Wuchang.

"Wait a minute! Are you shouting to start before we come? Grandpa Zang!! The girl pouted and said angrily to Zangnuo. That style made the eyes of the people around widen.

"Hey, little girl. Your grandfather misses you. Zang Nuo smiled cheaply again, so that the old man in blue in front of the spar almost couldn't help it, and went out to beat him violently.

"Okay, now that the people have arrived, then I declare that the battle for the spirit pool will begin." As he spoke, Zang Nuo's hands were sealed, and a boulder of ten meters in front of him appeared. Above this boulder is a crystal face. On the boulder, there is a dragon pattern, coiled around the boulder, and the dragon's eye shines from time to time, quite vivid, as if it is alive.

"Spirit pool competition, first of all, you have to measure your vitality value on this dragon stone. The vitality value is to evaluate the overall strength of a cultivator, and the standard vitality value is three hundred, and those who are lower than it are eliminated. Okay, now, come up one after another, and cross the vitality into this dragon stone. ”

Hearing this, the people below were a little reluctant in their hearts, after waiting for a few days, they still had to evaluate what "vitality value" to be eligible to participate in the competition for the spirit pool, so why did we wait so long!! Of course, this is just the thoughts of some people who are not confident in their own strength! Although I didn't want to, I didn't dare to say anything.

"Okay, if no one comes on stage, then I'll be ugly." A rough voice sounded from the crowd, and a huge figure jumped onto the stage.

The huge figure pressed his palm against the dragon stone, and the yellow vitality crossed in.

"Buzz."

The crystal plane on the dragon stone lit up. A string of numbers surfaced there.

"Four hundred and five."

"Well, it's clear." Zang Nuo looked at the numbers on the crystal surface, and his wrinkled face tightened, like chrysanthemum petals blooming.

"Wow, who is this person, he has broken through four hundred, how strong!"

"yes!"

"I'm not necessarily worse than him, I'm here too."

“……”

With one person on the stage, he played a leading role, and the people below came to the stage one after another.

"Three hundred and forty, pass."

"Two hundred and fifty, elimination."

"Pass."

"Elimination."

“……”

Of the dozens of people who came to power, not one broke through four hundred. And only a dozen people have passed, such a situation makes people tremble.

"Hmph, I'll give it a try." Yin Ming's whole body was fiery red, and he jumped under his feet. Standing on the stage, his palm pressed against the dragonstone, the fiery red vitality flickered.

"Buzz."

"Four hundred and twenty-five."

"Wow." Everyone was shocked.

"It is worthy of being a disciple of the Fire Venerable, so strong!"

"Boom." Wang Lun laughed strangely, and also jumped onto the stage, surrounded by inky black vitality, and the crystal surface on the dragon stone "buzzed" brightly.

"Four hundred and twenty-seven."

The uproar resounded in the crowd again.

Sun Yingying's small mouth pursed again, her toes were light, and her black robe swayed in the wind, and her ** was exposed in the air, shining with a shiny luster, which really flashed everyone's eyes.

"Buzz." The girl stretched out her wrist and stuck it to the dragonstone.

"Four hundred and twenty-seven."

"She is even comparable to Wang Lun, the granddaughter of Venerable Feng is really extraordinary."

“……”

Zangnuo on the side also had a satisfied smile on his face.

On the stage of the Lingchi, Moon Shadow and Guo Jian came to the stage and crossed into the vitality.

"Four hundred and twenty-two."

"Four hundred and twenty."

Sure enough, the strength is not weak, and all of them have broken through four hundred.

"Hehe, why is this missing me?" Zhao Wuchang rose up and landed on the edge of the dragon stone.

"Buzz."

"Four hundred and twenty-six."

Yang Yuanhao looked at the numbers on the mirror with a smile on his face. He also took a step, jumped onto the stage, stroked the dragon stone with his hand, and then a suction force came out of it, desperately sucking the vitality in his body. Yang Yuanhao was startled, and then calmed down. White vitality encircled the arm and crossed into the dragonstone. In the white vitality that crossed into the dragonstone, there was a black thread that no one had discovered.

"Buzz."

The dragon stone suddenly trembled at this time, the coiled dragon pattern seemed to move, the dragon's eyes lit up, and suddenly a roar came out of the mouth.

"Roar."

A powerful voice shook everyone's eardrums.

Zang Nuo was extremely surprised, and hurriedly separated Yang Yuanhao's hands. But when he grabbed Yang Yuanhao's hand, he found that the slender palm was stuck to it as if it had taken root.

"How so?!" Zangnuo was completely shocked, this situation has never happened before!! Unless it's a demonic thing.

This dragon stone was once made of a true dragon essence blood, and was engraved by a king-level copyist in ancient times. It is the instrument of the strongest and most masculine.

Could it be that this kid really has a demon in his body?! Thinking of this, Zang Nuo put his palm on Yang Yuanhao's body and passed his blue vitality into Yang Yuanhao's body.

"Bang."

Suddenly, an extremely powerful force burst out of Yang Yuanhao's body, breaking Zang Nuo away. And Zangnuo's figure also retreated suddenly. This situation made everyone a little stunned. What's the situation, this is?!

At the same time, in the huge hall, the cracked jade on the body of the old man in blue also flashed brightly, and it was fleeting, and even the old man in blue was unaware of it.

At this time, the old man in blue was looking at the spar and fell into deep thought.

On the Lingchi Stage, everyone seemed to be stupid, and looked at the old man on the stage who was shocked by a move.

What's going on?! Zangnuo is so powerful, he was shocked back by a move, so how much strength does he have. Everyone's eyes turned to Yang Yuanhao.

Yang Yuanhao looked at Zang Nuo, who was shocked and retreated, and wanted to say something, but he found that his body did not have any strength, his vision became more and more blurred, his head was slammed, and his body slowly fell.

"Yuan Hao." Zhao Wuchang saw Yang Yuanhao, who was about to fall to the ground, and was too busy to catch it.

"Grandpa Zang, what's going on?! He ...... "The girl Sun Yingying asked as she helped Zang Nuo.

"Well, it's fine. It's just that...... It's just that he passed too much power just now. Zangnuo thought for a moment and lied.

"Then how can you be shaken back?"

"This ...... It was because of his body's instinctive reaction when I crossed the vitality to him, and I was careless, so I was shocked back. "The skin of Zangnuo is thick, but when he needs to talk nonsense like this, his old face is also a little red.

"Oh......" The girl was smart and clever, looking at Zang Nuo, whose face had changed slightly, and her heart was suspicious.

"Alright, let's see his vitality!" Zang Nuo stroked Sun Yingying's long hair.

When his eyes fell on the crystal plane, he was completely stunned.

"Four hundred and eighty-five."

When everyone came back to their senses, because of the numbers on the crystal plane, they fell into God again.

For these, Zangnuo actually knows it in his heart.

He walked up to Yang Yuanhao, put his hand on his head, sensed it, and found that the power was gone, he frowned slightly, and immediately unsheathed it, handing a red pill to Zhao Wuchang.

Zhao Wuchang took the pill, slightly opened Yang Yuanhao's mouth, and used his vitality to help him dissolve the pill. With the fusion of the pills, Yang Yuanhao's face slowly changed back.

"Hehe, it's okay, it's just a little accident, the battle for the spirit pool continues." Zangnuo is worthy of being a strong party, and from time to time it will return to normal, and there will continue to preside over the battle. "Now that everyone has measured their vitality, then the battle ......"

"Wait a minute, there's another person who hasn't measured his vitality." Moon Shadow's face was gloomy, and her eyes were fixed on Xi Mingzhi below.

Xi Mingzhi, who was hugging his chest, couldn't help frowning when he saw this.

"Huh?! Xi Mingzhi, why are you unpredictable? Zangnuo turned his head and asked.

"Hmph, I don't think I need to. If I defeat him, will I be able to pass the test? Xi Mingzhi was dressed in white, and his fingers pointed directly at the moon shadow, so domineering.

Looking at the domineering Xi Mingzhi, Zang Nuo seemed to remember his past, and then, with a smile: "Okay, haha." If you can defeat him in ten moves, then you will pass the level. ”

"Hmph, ten moves?! Enough. Just four words, reflecting the incomparably domineering. Let everyone's mood be a little excited. He is worthy of the reputation of the fourth son of the Northern Regions and the son of lifeless.

"Hmph, hubris."

Moon Shadow had a grim complexion, stepping down, her legs slashing down with a fierce slash. Xi Mingzhi unhurriedly blocked his upper body, and his other hand turned into a fist and smashed on Moon Shadow's left leg. Moonshadow's dark green figure stepped back one after another, her left leg trembling.

Moon Shadow was slightly shocked in his heart, his strength was really strong.

"Ghost hand, ghost claw, unity, ghost shadow." Moon Shadow steadied his walk, casting **, a black mist surrounded his head, and with the change of his handprint, the black room gradually condensed into a black shadow. If you feel it carefully, you will find that the aura in this black shadow is very similar to Wang Lun.

"Boom."

The black shadow in the sky, the moment the moon shadow's handprint stopped, the huge palm slapped towards Xi Mingzhi.

"Poof."

In the process of falling, the powerful force shook some of the surrounding people with poor instances and vomited blood. Seeing this, Zang Nuo waved his long sleeves, and a blue light curtain covered everyone watching the battle.

"Chatter, let's die!!" Moon Shadow smiled hideously, and her huge palm slammed down on Xi Mingji's head.

"Snort."

After slapping the palm of his hand, the ground was smashed into a puff of smoke.

"What ?!!" Moon Shadow narrowed her eyes slightly, as if she had seen through the smoke and dust.

The huge palm that should have fallen was slowly rising, looking down at the bottom of the palm. Xi Mingzhi was dressed in white, and raised his giant palm with only one hand, and the gray vitality wrapped his palm, and his face was extremely calm.

"Hmph, it's a tough ghost, but it's too wasteful in your hands. And that's not enough. The gray vitality on Xi Mingzhi's body suddenly skyrocketed, and a gray pillar of fire suddenly appeared, burning the black shadow's arm into nothingness in just a moment.

When the pillar of fire rose, Zangnuo's face on the stage changed slightly.

"Roar."

The ghost suddenly let out a piercing roar, and the black mist on its body was a little scattered.

Moon Shadow's face turned pale, and a streak of blood foamed out of her mouth.

"To deal with such a waste as you, why do you need ten moves, just three moves." The corners of Xi Mingzhi's mouth lifted, and with a lift of his palm, he threw a gray ball of fire towards Moon Shadow.

Moon Shadow was indeed a little flustered in her heart, but she didn't expect that even her own mastery would not be able to suppress Xi Meiji. However, as the little master of Ghost Trace Mountain, he is known as one of the four sons of the Northern Regions, and he is called a waste, and he has some resentment in his heart.

"I'd like to see how you can solve me in three ways." Moon Shadow shouted, and a cloud of black qi burst out from his body, with incomparably demonic nature. Slowly, the clouds of black gas merged with the ghost with the broken arm.

"Roar."

After fusing with the black qi, the ghost shadow was obviously several times more powerful, and with just one roar, it shook back many people around it. A trace of black gas silently penetrated into Yang Yuanhao's body, Yang Yuanhao's body trembled, and he opened his eyes.

"Hmm." Just as he was about to get up, there was some pain in his body, which made Yang Yuanhao sigh.

"Yuan Hao, you, how are you?" Feeling some movement in his body, Zhao Wuchang asked busily. 、

"I'm fine." With Zhao Wuchang's support, Yang Yuanhao stood up and looked at the center of the Lingchi Terrace, a little stunned. "What's going on?! The battle of the Spirit Pool, it has begun?! ”

Yang Yuanhao turned his head to look at the dark green moon shadow again, frowning slightly, that's, Demon Shadow?!

Wang Lun, whose whole body was wrapped in black mist, the green fire in his empty eyes flashed slightly.

"This idiot ......"

The ghost shadow fused with black qi moved under the command of Moon Shadow, and its giant palm turned into a long black knife, slashing towards the flying ball of fire.

"Whew!!"

The fire ball only evaporated a trace of the black qi on the long black knife and turned it into nothing. Xi Mingzhi's eyes became slightly important.

"Hehe, alright." Zangnuo looked up at the sky, then turned his head and said. "Don't waste any more time, Xi Mingzhi you have already passed."

How could he not see with Zang Nuo's eyes that there was the same aura in the aura emanating from the two of them, that is, demonic qi.

"Okay, now that you have passed the test, then the qualified people stand in the center of the Lingchi platform, and those who pass will watch from the sidelines!" With a wave of Zangnuo's sleeves, the Lingchi Platform, which was originally wide enough, was actually expanded around it, forming an audience platform.

"There are exactly seventy-eight people who passed the test." As soon as Zangnuo's words came out, there was an uproar. With nearly 600 people participating, only 78 people were eligible to participate in the competition?!

"Hehe, don't be surprised! This is normal. Listen, wait a minute, I'll sprinkle seventy-eight light clusters, and you can catch them, and those who catch the same light clusters are the opponents in this battle. The winner continues to draw lots to fight until the last place remains, and the battle is over. As he spoke, with a wave of his long sleeves, clusters of various colors of light appeared out of thin air and flew towards the seventy-eight people in the center of the Lingchi battle.

Yang Yuanhao stared at a white ball of light in the air, a little under his feet, and wanted to catch it.

"Whoosh."

A horse practice flew from the side, Yang Yuanhao's luck in his hand, and the horse practice, along the look, Wang Lun hugged his chest with his arms, holding a white light in his hand, and the green fire in his eyes was vigorous. Yang Yuanhao frowned and fell down.

"Now that everyone has obtained the Light Regiment, the battle is about to begin." Zang Nuo chuckled, and with a movement of his palm, the flat Lingchi platform actually raised one battle platform after another, counting carefully, there were exactly thirty-nine, corresponding to thirty-nine pairs of battles. And each battle table has a different color.

Everyone faced the color of the light cluster in their hands and stepped onto the battle platform. Let me start by saying that you are all young people, and your sword has no eyes, but you must also know that your men are merciful. "When everyone stood on the raised platform, Zangnuo's face was serious." Now, I declare that the battle for the Spirit Pool begins. ”

At that time, the eliminators who were not qualified to participate in the battle were boiling.

Yang Yuanhao glanced around, turned around, and looked at Wang Lun in front of him, who was wrapped in black mist, with a slightly cold face.

"Jiji, I didn't expect that the first scene was to meet you." Wang Lun laughed strangely.

"Hmph, I've always wanted to learn your strength?" As soon as Yang Yuanhao's words fell, the dagger slid into the palm of his hand, infused vitality into it, and stabbed at Wang Lun with a white sharp blade.

"Boom." Wang Lun turned his palm into a fist and met the white blade.

"Bang."

The two retreated slightly, and there was a match again.

Wang Lunyou turned his palm into a black sword blade and met the dagger that stabbed at him. Seeing this sword blade, Yang Yuanhao was a little angry, in that abandoned mountain range, if it weren't for Sun Yingying's presence, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die. Thinking of this, the aura of his body suddenly rose, and he threw the dagger into the air, his palm was sealed, and streams of spiritual energy overflowed from between his eyebrows, and a flame rune was carved on the wall of the dagger's blade. With a push of his handprint, the flame rune spawned like tarsal bones on the dagger. Slightly infused with vitality, a huge flame blade appeared on his dagger. With a slanted palm, he slashed towards Wang Lun.

Wang Lun was slightly shocked when he saw this, and the inky black vitality condensed a protective shield in front of him, blocking the flame blade.

"Snort."

The blade of flame slashed down, countering the inky black protection.

"Boom, it's really not to be underestimated. It seems that in the ruins of the Litian King, you are the biggest profiteer!! As if he saw something, Wang Lun's eyes became vicious.

"Demons are demons, demons are possessed." Wang Lun's palm was sealed, and the inky black vitality actually hooked the trembling space around him. Strands of demonic energy gradually appeared, and finally after his palms were closed, they slammed into his body.

"Boom."

The demonic qi that ascended to the sky emanated from Wang Lun's body, and the other battle platforms and the Zangnuo on the high platform all looked up to this side.

"That's, Wang Lun, what a strong demonic energy."

"Yes! He won't be the reincarnation of the Demon King! ”

"I can't tell! Alas! Now the invisible boy is in trouble!! ”

“……”

Yang Yuanhao's face was solemn, and his eyes became cold.

"You, what's the relationship with that old man?!"

"What old man? Oh, you mean the hell old! Or is it the old man who visited you in Fengcheng?! Wang Lun's body was full of demonic energy, and even he spoke with incomparably demonic nature.

"You, you have a lot to do with him!!" Yang Yuanhao's vitality became more and more cold.

"Of course, he's my enlightenment teacher! Do you say that the relationship will be shallow?! Young Patriarch!! Wang Lun's eyes trembled with green fire.

Yang Yuanhao's heart trembled, and the white vitality in his body burst out wildly, surrounding his body, and there was a black air flow visible to the naked eye swimming in the color vitality. A black stripe appeared between his eyebrows, and a dark golden light flashed in his eyes.

Seeing this, Wang Lun's eyes froze, and he was a little surprised. Because at this time, Yang Yuanhao's breath had already surpassed the spiritual realm.

"Respect the body realm......" Zang Nuo looked at the figure in the black strong coat and muttered to himself.

"You, today, must die." The dark golden flame in Yang Yuanhao's eyes was beating, the black and white vitality in his palm was surrounding, the dagger was grabbed by him, and a shocking black shadow flickered behind him. The dagger stabbed at the surprised Wang Lun again.