Under the thick smoke and dust, no one could see what was going on inside the ring.

"Hey, Xiaodao, Xiaoshu, look at this little guy in your family, it's really hard to see clearly. ”

Situ Zhengxiong muttered to himself, and with a wave of his right sleeve robe, a gust of wind swept through, and soon the ring shrouded in smoke and dust appeared.

The smoke and dust gradually cleared, and everyone saw a huge pit in the center of the ring, covered with rubble, and then saw figures on both sides of the ring.

On the left side of the ring, Zuo Yanghui collapsed to the ground again, his face was pale, and there was dead blood spilling out of his mouth......

The whole person was a black mess, as if it had been burned, and few parts of the robe were good.

On the right side of the ring, Lin Ziyu was also lying on the ground, life and death were unknown, Ying Shuli and Du Yuze and others secretly screamed that it was not good, so they were going to rush to the stage to see Lin Ziyu.

At this time, Lin Ziyu suddenly moved!

Everyone immediately stopped their figures, and before the life-and-death struggle was announced, they could not go on stage.

"Ahem!"

With a light cough, Lin Ziyu lay on the ground like a quadruped, his head drooping, and the blood dripped to the ground as if he didn't want money.

Suddenly, Lin Ziyu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, summoned the pitch-black long sword, used it as a crutche, and twisted his face, making himself kneel on one knee, which made him feel better.

At this moment, there was still a trace of blood hanging on the corners of Lin Ziyu's mouth, and his body was also a black and dirty mess, his clothes were ragged, and there were few good places.

But after waiting for a long time, Zuo Yanghui on the left side of the ring was still paralyzed on the ground, without moving, obviously unable to move, and had no ability to move.

"This ......"

Everyone present, including Du Yuze and others, their eyes were as wide as copper bells, and they were about to fall to the ground when they looked at it, their faces were full of disbelief and unbelievable......

Did Lin Ziyu really win?

People can't believe it, but now they have to believe it, because it's the truth.

After taking the Exploding Yuan Pill and raising the realm to the first entry of the Gathering Spirit, Zuo Yanghui was still ruthlessly defeated!

At this moment, Zuo Yanghui was like a dying dog, paralyzed on the ground, and could only barely gasp.

His eyes were empty and weak, as if he had experienced some kind of tragic torture, doubting life.

"Shhhh

Seeing this, everyone gasped, some rubbed their eyes, and some looked at their companions beside them.

"Who will tell me what happened? That Lin Ziyu really won the battle against Zuo Yanghui, who had taken the Exploding Yuan Pill and was so strong that he had reached the realm of Gathering Spirits?"

"Yes, what the hell is going on, just now I saw Lin Ziyu's waste that he didn't know anything about the Qi Sea Snow Mountain, it seems that he used fire-based spiritual power, right?"

"That's right, you all read that right, that kid is really a little evil, he doesn't know anything about the Qi Sea and Snow Mountain, not only can he practice, but he is also so strong?"

"Isn't this just evil, that kid is a demon, it seems that he is still in the sensing realm, right, and the sensing realm has mastered the spiritual power? ”

Listening to the whispers that gradually sounded from everyone, hiding in a corner, Wang Feng, who had entered the Star Picking Peak, clenched his teeth, his hands clenched into fists, and his muscles were rising.

A pair of eyes are about to breathe fire.

"Damn, how can that waste become so strong, how can it be!"

Three days ago, Wang Feng had just broken through the Body Refining Realm, and he originally wanted to lead himself to find an opportunity to teach Lin Ziyu a lesson.

But now seeing this scene in front of him, he shuddered, and his back was cold.

Zuo Yanghui, who raised his strength to the realm of gathering spirits for the first time, used his strongest move and failed!

What else can I do with Lin Ziyu? Wang Feng kept asking himself this question in his heart......

Looking at the scene in the ring, Situ Zhengxiong was slightly stunned, and then suddenly understood something.

looked at Wu Dao beside him: "So, Xiaodao, this is what you are hiding from me?"

Wu Dao nodded a little embarrassedly, and hurriedly explained: "Brother Situ, it's really not, what we want to hide from you is what the master and other families have told us, and we are not allowed to talk nonsense before the junior brother has made it clear himself." ”

"Understood! understood!"

Situ Zhengxiong laughed and sighed: "I didn't expect that little guy to be born with a spirit body, the disciple that Uncle Yunchen fancies, it's really extraordinary!"

As soon as the words fell, a heated discussion broke out again, and the discussion was everywhere.

"Hey, what's going on? That Lin Ziyu hasn't refined his body yet, right?

"I don't know, could it be that kid has broken through to the body refining realm?"

"No, no, I sensed it, and the eight meridians in his body were still blocked. ”

"Hey, that's weird, could it be that this kid is probably practicing some kind of demon magic. ”

"Bah, you men, it's disgusting, you just practiced demon magic, you just can't see Ziyu's junior brother win, and now you want to slander others?"

"That's right, Senior Brother Ziyu is a cultivation genius, you admit that he is handsome and a cultivation genius, is it so difficult?"

"You girls, you must have received Lin Ziyu's spirit stone, right? Hmph, no wonder you can't help Lin Ziyu's kid speak. ”

The people who didn't know what was going on began to quarrel with each other.

Most of the female disciples were on Lin Ziyu's side, which gave those male disciples a headache.

Want to reason with them?

Maybe, reasoning with a woman, I'm afraid you're not asking for your own death, asking for your own hardship.

It's not clear.

Innate spirit body, a relatively unfamiliar word, most disciples do not know.

The physique that has not appeared for more than 3,000 years, no one mentions it, and it is almost forgotten.

In mid-air, Duan Yunxiang rubbed his eyes, made sure that he was not mistaken, and pinched himself again.

Pain!

I didn't dream about it.

Then he looked at Yang Manli beside him, lowered his voice and said, "Hey, sullen dead goblin, Senior Brother Ziyu is still in the realm of induction, but he used fire-based spiritual power just now."

So Senior Brother Ziyu, he is the one who hasn't appeared for more than 3,000 years, and he has the same physique as our Xuanyun Sect Founding Patriarch?"

"Yes, Sao Fox, you read that right, it's true!" Yang Manli's pretty face was also full of excitement.

"And the cyan flame, Senior Brother Zi Yu has already mastered the fire spiritual power to the third level, and he has entered the hall. ”

The mastery level of a spiritual system is divided into nine levels, taking the spiritual power of the fire system as an example, the first heavy first glimpse of the doorway, and the second heavy one is slightly successful, and the strength flames formed with spiritual power are all red.

The fourth level of integration and the fifth level of the furnace are pure, and the flame is cyan.

And the third time to enter the hall is cyan, but it is red with blue, and the flame is on the edge of transformation.

The sixth level ascends to the peak, and the flame turns purple, and the seventh level of transcendent and divine enlightenment and the eighth level transcendent sanctification, and the flame evolves into black and becomes black flame.

Di Long's mastery of the fire spiritual power before his death had reached the seventh level, and he was superb.

And Zixiao Zhenren's mastery of the spiritual power of the thunder system has also reached the seventh level.

As for the highest ninth level, the unity of heaven and man, the flame will become white, and it is called "Liuli Pure Flame" by everyone in the cultivation realm.

This level has only been reached by the Ancestor of the Cultivation Realm, the Ancestor of Mo Yun.

Zhengyang Peak, in front of the spirit mirror.

What happened in the spirit mirror made the first seat of the Star Picking Peak, which had always been like an old pine, and the Heavenly Daoist also opened his speech, and his eyes were as deep as the water of the ancient well.

Sure that she was not mistaken, An Zhiru cast her eyes on the Yunchen Daoist, who smiled and nodded, indicating that what she was thinking in her heart was true.

Seeing this, the Gale Dao people and the Qiangang Dao people widened their eyes even more, as if they saw something terrifying, and their eyes were about to pop out.

Swallowing the tea in his mouth, the Gale Daoist looked at the Tianyang Daoist who was still calm.

"Senior Brother Zhang, is that Lin Ziyu really?"

The Gale Dao man hadn't spoken too clearly, but everyone in the room had already understood what he meant.

"yes!"

Tianyang Daoist nodded, the reason why he was so calm was because he already knew that Lin Ziyu was a natural spirit body.

Otherwise, how could that "Qianyuan Burning Spirit Recipe" be easily returned to the Yunchen Dao people.

"Hiss~~~"

Hearing these affirmative words, the Gale Wind Dao Man and the Qiangang Dao Man looked at the person in the spirit mirror and knelt on his knees, his face was pale and burnt white, his eyes shrank suddenly, and he couldn't help but take a long breath of cool air.

At this moment, the figure of the young man in the spirit mirror seemed to have become mysterious at this moment.

"Genius, genius, it's been more than three thousand years, and finally a natural spirit has decided again, Brother Zhang, this son should focus on cultivating!"

The Heavenly Daoist suddenly spoke.

Tianyang Daoist pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes, it took more than twenty days to comprehend the fire spiritual power to the third level, and entered the hall.

Moreover, he defeated the opponent who was strong enough to gather spirits in the upper realm, and the sect should indeed focus on cultivating him. ”

As he spoke, he looked around at the six people: "Junior brothers and sisters, the sect has decided to focus on cultivating Lin Ziyu, a disciple of Xiaoyao Peak, do you have any objections?"

Objections?Yunchen Dao people and An Zhiru naturally would not object, and the Guantian Dao people also agreed, and the Gale Dao people and Qiangang Dao people pondered for a moment, and also nodded in agreement.

In the end, all eyes were on Ding Shuirou.

Ding Shuirou's brows furrowed slightly, and after pretending to think, he said in a loud voice: "I object, even if Lin Ziyu is a rare innate spirit body for more than three thousand years, his Qi Sea Snow Mountain still doesn't know anything.

Yes, even with Naling Baoyu, his future achievements will definitely be extremely limited, and his cultivation will be extremely slow.

Let's just ask, how can the sect focus on cultivating him? Isn't it a waste of the sect's cultivation resources? Whether he can break through to the realm of refining the body is not sure. ”

Ding Shuirou, the woman, said these words loudly, and her aura was full when she spoke, and it was reasonable.

Hearing this, the attitude of the others changed suddenly, and the Fierce Wind Dao people and the Qiangang Dao people secretly discussed, saying that Ding Shuirou was reasonable......