Chapter Thirty-Seven: A Strange Ritual
For some reason, the disciples of the Black Dragon Sect all had some strange feelings in their hearts.
The selection of core disciples can be said to be a very important event for the sect, but this time even the three elders were absent from two of them.
Zong Zhilong even announced the closure of life and death without showing up.
What's more, in the past, when the core disciple assessment was completed, all the disciples in the sect could go to the Black Dragon Hall to observe.
On the one hand, it is to let ordinary disciples see the demeanor of genius disciples, so that they have the goal of cultivating hard, and on the other hand, it is to reward genius disciples heavily, so that people from the outside world know that the Black Dragon Sect of the Dao attaches great importance to genius disciples, and fortunately, it can receive more disciples every year.
But this time it was very strange, those disciples who went to the Black Dragon Hall to observe were all blocked out of the Black Dragon Hall without exception.
The few who were able to enter it were almost all cronies of the acting sect leader Zhao Yulong.
Even if Zhao Yulong gains power temporarily, he won't be so high-profile, isn't this a clear attempt to break the rules of the sect?
At this time, in the Black Dragon Palace, the atmosphere was very depressing, and the genius disciples led by Lynch and Zhang Qiang actually went toe-to-toe with Zhao Yulong and Li Zhiling.
On the one hand, he is the genius disciple of the Black Dragon Sect who cultivates the fastest, and on the other side is Li Zhiling, whose strength has skyrocketed, and Zhao Yulong, the powerful representative of the Black Dragon Sect.
"You all have to die!" Zhao Yulong's face was hideous, according to his plan, after today, the Black Dragon Sect would completely fall into his hands, but he didn't expect Lynch to break in directly.
For the sake of an outer deacon, this genius disciple was actually hostile to the acting sect master, and I am afraid that no one will believe this kind of thing.
I only heard a loud sound of the sword in Lynch's hand.
"Spirit Weapon!" The disciples in the sect all knew that Lu Dao was talented on the first day of Lynch, not only had excellent cultivation talent, but also possessed the spirit weapon sword that others coveted, and they started to talk about it.
Looking at the spiritual weapon in Lynch's hand that exuded a blue halo, Zhao Yulong's eyes slowly narrowed, and he said in his heart: "It's just a qi practitioner, he can have such an extraordinary spiritual weapon!" He shouted at the moment: "Lynch, this is your own death, don't blame me, the acting sect master, for being ruthless!"
While speaking, Zhao Yulong's gray robe moved without wind, and he swayed straight up.
I saw that the aura on his body was shining, different from the multiple halos of the qi cultivator, the aura cast by the foundation cultivator was milky white.
It's just that the aura around Zhao Yulong's body is not rich, and it can only be regarded as the level of an ordinary foundation building early stage monk.
The long sword in Lynch's hand pointed at the sky, and everyone only felt that the weather around them had become chaotic, and the black dragon hall suddenly became turbulent.
The corners of Zhao Yulong's eyes jumped, and he shouted: "I have a little strength, but if I want to fight against the foundation building monk, it is still too far away!"
Zhang Qiang lifted the small stick in his hand, jumped in shape, and smashed directly at Zhao Yulong.
I saw that the little stick suddenly made a thick circle, and then the light was bright, and a huge mace phantom appeared, pressing over like a small mountain.
"You deal with Li Zhiling!" Zhang Qiang shouted at the Xuanyuan brothers, and the whole person rushed towards Zhao Yulong like a violent wind.
Li Zhiling's strength is obviously inferior to Zhao Yulong, but the magic fog he casts is too weird, Zhang Qiang only feels that he is restrained everywhere when he is facing it, but Xie Wenxuan's sword light seems to be extremely restrained against the magic fog, so he simply let the Xuanyuan brothers deal with Li Zhiling.
Of course, relative to Li Zhiling, Zhang Qiang's main target to deal with was Zhao Yulong.
This person who connived at his parents and children to kill the third uncle must die in his own hands!
"I can't help myself!" Zhao Yulong snorted, pinched a duel in his hand, and saw a wind blade suddenly appear in front of him, slashing at Zhang Qiang without stopping.
Lynch pinched the trick with his left hand and the sword with his right hand, only to see the spiritual light on his body burst out, rolling towards Zhao Yulong from all directions.
Seeing that Murong Xue's face was as white as paper, and her breath gradually dissipated, Xie Wenxuan felt that his eyes were a little blurry, and he had a lot to say in his heart, but he felt that his throat was choked, and he couldn't say a word.
"You take care of the Snow Maiden, I'll deal with Li Zhiling!" Xie Wenxuan commanded in a deep voice, and raised the sword in his hand to stop Li Zhiling.
Xie Wenyuan listened to his eldest brother's words the most since he was a child, hesitantly glanced at Zhang Qiang and the others who were in a mess, and nodded vigorously.
Looking at the wind blade that suddenly came to him, Zhang Qiang's spiritual power in his body was urged, only to see a tiger phantom behind him appear, looking up to the sky and roaring, and then pounced violently.
The small stick in his hand shook, and Zhang Qiang smashed it over.
At the same time, he suddenly flung his left hand forward, only to see a little flash of spiritual light, and then three gray sword shadows appeared, each sword shadow was more than three feet, like a streamer, directly slashing towards Zhao Yulong.
Zhao Yulong put his hands on his hands, and there were words in his mouth, only to see a wind dragon suddenly appear, shaking his head and tail, and firmly protecting him.
"Wind Dragon?" Zhang Qiang frowned, inexplicably remembering the attack he encountered when he returned to the sect from the underground city.
He was seriously injured that time, and it was this method that the other party used, at least on the surface, it looked exactly the same.
"Could it be that the person who shot at me that time was Zhao Yulong? But it's not right, at that time, the aura exerted by the other party was only five layers of qi training, if it was Zhao Yulong, he would deal with a qi practitioner, there was no need to hide his strength at all!" Zhang Qiang was puzzled, seeing that Lin Qi and Zhao Yulong had already fought in close quarters, he didn't think much about it, he used his strength under his feet, and quickly joined the battle group.
"Huh?" Zhao Yulong looked surprised as he watched the wind blades and wind dragons he cast being broken one by one.
He knew the strength of the qi practitioner best, and it was logically impossible for him to break his spell easily.
Lynch is a first-day talent, and there are some special things, but the Zhang Qiang in front of him seems to be unknown, and he can even break his own spells.
And seeing that he looks calm, it is obvious that he still has some energy left, which is really a strange thing!
When he was thinking about it, he saw three rune swords slashing over, Zhao Yulong sneered, turned his hand and took out a mini shield, opened his mouth and sprayed, only to see a flash of inspiration on the small shield, turning into a circle to firmly protect his body.
Fu Dun's defensive power is very strong, and it is almost difficult for a Qi Practitioner to break through, he needs to activate Fu Dun to block Zhang Qiang's attack, so that he can concentrate on destroying Lynch first.
Just as he was about to make a move at Lynch, Zhao Yulong felt a shock in his heart, and then looked at the talisman shield in front of him that had been shattered inch by inch.
This is an unheard of thing, Zhao Yulong only felt that he couldn't react for a while, the power of these three rune swords was completely beyond his expectations.
No matter how smart he was, he couldn't imagine that the talisman in Zhang Qiang's hand was different from the outside world, and every talisman sword he used just now was a mutated existence fused with the beast soul.
The Fu Shield was destroyed, and Zhao Yulong's heart was connected, and his face turned pale and he was injured.
Seeing this scene, Lynch's hand became furious, and at the same time, a flash of inspiration flashed on his body, and a phantom appeared behind him.
The Phantom appears to be a plant, but it looks so vague and unusual that it is impossible to tell.
"Innate body!" one of the disciples exclaimed, revealing the root of Lynch's vision.
Legend has it that they have a genius physique, and they are close to the Great Dao, and when they perform exercises, they will be blessed with visions, and the power of the exercises is far beyond the same level.
It's just that everyone didn't expect that there was such a demonic genius around them, and looking at Lynch's powerful momentum on the field, they all felt unbelievable.
Of course, although Zhang Qiang's cultivation of the Yanhu Technique could also produce visions, it was completely different from the visions of the innate body.
The visions performed by the exercises require the support of spiritual power, and the visions produced by the physique itself do not need to be prompted by spiritual power at all, but are the abilities that the body itself has.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Qiang would not miss the favorable opportunity, jumped and pounced like a tiger.
"Hug the tiger and return to the mountain!" Zhang Qiang did not hesitate to shoot with all his might, and cooperated perfectly with Lynch, one after the other, and at the same time pinched Zhao Yulong.
Zhao Yulong's expression changed, his hands changed, and he saw the spiritual light on his body flashing, and a milky white spiritual light shield appeared on his body, which firmly protected his body.
Everyone was completely stunned by the scene in front of them, the two Qi Cultivators were so oppressed that it was difficult for the Foundation Cultivators to resist, if it was rumored, the major sects would definitely rush to invite them to join.
It is important to know that there is an essential difference between the foundation building monk and the qi practitioner, and the spiritual power of the foundation building monk is completely higher than that of the foundation building monk.
Normally, the foundation building monk and the qi practitioner are completely crushed.
The two genius qi practitioners in front of him actually broke everyone's inherent concepts. It turns out that a qi practitioner can also exert such a powerful combat power.
What they didn't know was that Zhang Qiang and Lynch were not simply qi practitioners, but also body refiners. Lynch is even more exaggerated, and he also practices kendo and is a genius sword cultivator.
Hearing only two bangs, Zhang Qiang and Lin Qi hit the shield in front of Zhao Yulong at the same time.
Then there was a click, and something seemed to be shattering.
The guardian spell cast by Zhao Yulong actually shattered under the stunned gaze of everyone......
After breaking through the opponent's shield, Zhang Qiang and the others did not stop, and smashed a punch on Zhao Yulong's chest and vest.
Zhao Yulong's face turned pale, he opened his mouth and spurted out a stream of blood, his expression was gloomy, and he was obviously not lightly injured.
"You have completely angered me!" Zhao Yulong's face was hideous, and he suddenly turned his hands into claws and grabbed directly at his heart.
I saw that his five fingers were like hooks, and they were deeply inserted into his chest, and then a black gas came out of his body, and the whole person became eerie and terrifying.
"Let's all die!" Zhao Yulong shouted, shook his hands, and saw several black lights flash out, shooting at Zhang Qiang and the others respectively.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Qiang only felt his heart skip a beat, and a sense of crisis appeared that made his scalp tingle.
Without thinking too much, Zhang Qiang patted the storage bag on his waist with his left hand, only to see a talisman flash out, and then turned into a turtle-shaped shield.
Zhang Qiang opened his mouth and sprayed, and Xiao Dun was full of inspiration, and his body skyrocketed, protecting him firmly.
It seemed that he was not at ease with the defense of Fu Dun, and the small stick in Zhang Qiang's hand quickly stirred, forming a whirlwind, and directly greeted it.
It was he who fully stimulated the Xiao Yan stick method and performed the trick of stirring up the world.
only heard a bang, the black light flashed and disappeared, and through the blockade of the small stick, it instantly hit the talisman shield in front of Zhang Qiang.
The aura on the rune shield was full of light, and the mini turtle pattern in the center suddenly lit up, looking full of spirituality.
The black light couldn't hit it in one blow, and he changed his position smartly, trying to bypass the rune shield.
But the talisman shield in Zhang Qiang's hand is also very extraordinary, and it is made of the beast soul of the blood-haired demon wolf, which firmly blocks the black light from the outside.
Taking advantage of the gap between the rune shield defense, he glanced at Lynch, only to see that his limbs were thick and thick, and the spiritual light on his fists was shining, and he swung out one after another strong and domineering energy, making him unable to get close for a while.
At this moment, Li Zhiling didn't know how to get to Zhao Yulong, only to see him with five fingers into claws, grabbing the other party's head.
The two of them were obviously in the same camp before, why did Li Zhiling burst out?
Most of the cultivators have an ordinary physique, even if Li Zhiling's spiritual cultivation is not as good as Zhao Yulong, but if he continues to catch it like this, I am afraid that he will die on the spot.
What is strange is that Zhao Yulong at this time has no fear, he actually squints his eyes and smiles. Not only did he not take action against Li Zhiling, but he looked like he was carrying out an extremely solemn ceremony, looking expectant.