Our Lady of Chiling briefly introduced the ins and outs of the next matter (qíng), and Luo Yan learned about the changes in the Puhui Continent in the past two hundred years from her narration.

After she finished speaking, Luo Yan first thanked the Red Spirit Mother and the Xuan Turtle for their concern, and then introduced the current situation she was facing.

If the Ming (rì) gamble fails, it is not a big problem for him to escape from Chiyuan City by himself, but in this way, I am afraid that the people in the Ye family's compound will be affected.

Now, the Immortal Sect has long since cleared up its relationship with Luo Yan, only the Ye family is still running around for his affairs (qíng), Ye Xiaotian has taken the initiative to stay to protect Luo Yanquan, and the old ghost has already linked the Ye family with him.

Our Lady of Chiling also knew that there was no big sect behind the Ye family now, even if she passed the hurdle in front of her, she would inevitably not be bullied by other sects in the future.

She thought for a moment, and then suggested that Luo Yan have time for you to ask the Ye family, if they are willing to form an alliance with the White Feather Immortal Sect, they can be the informant in the middle.

As for Luo Yan's matter (qíng), Our Lady of the Red Spirit told him not to worry too much, just do his best tomorrow.

Even if something goes wrong, he won't let the old ghost of character lead people to the shocking world, and if the other party insists, then leave them on the way forever.

When Luo Yan learned of Our Lady of Red Spirit's plan, a sense of gratitude (qíng) rose in his heart, and he thanked him again, and then took out two brocade boxes and handed them to Our Lady of Red Spirit. Thanksgiving:

"These are the two spiritual materials I got on the way here, one for you, and the other for you to take back and hand over to the Xuangui seniors. ”

Our Lady of Red Spirit scanned the brocade box with her divine sense, a smile appeared on her face, she put away the brocade box embarrassedly, and took out another storage ring:

"These are all some spiritual materials unique to the Puhui Continent, and there is also a communication jade butterfly that can contact me and the Xuan Turtle, so you can keep it. ”

After that, she stayed a little longer and quietly left.

After Luo Yan took out the jade butterfly left by the Holy Mother of Red Spirit, he found that its shape was like a plate, with dense Taoist inscriptions engraved on it, and five gems of different colors inlaid on the outside.

The material of this jade butterfly is much higher than the one he used before, and the sermon on it has become more complicated, and the overall value is no less than that of an acquired artifact.

Stroking the jade butterfly, he thought in his heart, it seems that the communication between different continents is really not something that ordinary people can achieve.

At this moment, Chiyuan City had already entered the silence of the night, and only in the square outside the City Lord's Mansion, the disciples of the Immortal Sect were still busy nervously.

Previously, the Immortal King personally brought a hundred-zhang diamond from the sect to temporarily serve as a ring, and now he is arranging various (jìn) systems around it to prevent the power that erupts in tomorrow's battle from spreading to other places and causing damage to the city.

Before dawn the next day, many people gathered in the square, and the seven people led by Elder Character were sitting in the pavilion on the left side of the ring, looking at Luo Yan's side.

The intelligent monk, Elder Guo, Qingluan Fairy, Ye Family Han, Immortal Sect Elder, and Qingyu Fairy sat in the pavilion on the right side of the ring, and also glared at the seven people opposite.

Before the war began, the tension was already raging.

Our Lady of the Red Spirit and Elder Zhiheng sat at the stone table at the back of the ring, looking down at the entire table.

Before the challenge began, a soft white light glowed on the smooth platform, and the disciples of the Immortal Sect around the platform maintained their ranks

Sequence.

On the opposite side of the platform, the Immortal King and Ye Xiaotian each found a position with a better line of sight to sit.

Ye Qianxue and Ye Yingfeng sat next to their father, with a deep sadness on their faces.

Disguised Ealing hides in the crowd for fear of being discovered by her father.

Gu Wanquan, Ji Miaoyin, Our Lady of the Yellow Bird, Caiyun City Lord, Swift Fairy, White Crane, Griffin and others were also mixed in the crowd.

As the time approached, Elder Zhiheng announced some rules for the challenge, and Our Lady of the Red Spirit emphasized that today's (rì) competition is only a matter of winning and losing, and everyone will point to the end.

Then, when the hour was punctual, Our Lady announced the beginning of the contest.

The character old ghost first sent a skinny, crane-haired goosebump combined peak disciple.

He held a black sword of dark iron, more than half as wide as a normal long sword, with tadpole-like runes engraved on it.

I saw him look at Luo Yan's side like ice, stretched out his left hand, and pointed to the ground with a thumbs up.

The wise monk stood up in the shape of shēn, folded one hand, and chanted: "Amitabha, shepherd friend, let me meet him in this scene!"

Luo Yan said: "Then there is Master Lao Zhizhi." ”

Then, the wise monk walked up the steps to the diamond table with a Zen staff.

He stood his Zen staff in front of (shēn), looked at the shocking disciple with goosebumps, and said with a face like water:

"The donor's heart is too full of murderous thoughts, and if you don't restrain it, it will affect your future practice. ”

After hearing this, the disciple of the Astounding Dao laughed and said: "Where did the bald donkey come from, this joke is not funny at all, it is simply alarmist, if you want to shake my cultivation path with a few words, then you will be a white (rì) dream." ”

"Amitabha, like this, the donor's future is very worried!" the wise monk listened to the other party's answer and spat out Zen words.

The Shocking Dao disciple said: "Dead bald donkey, you don't have to worry about my future, you still have to worry about whether you can leave here alive!"

As he spoke, the long sword in his hand shook, and a black dragon flew out from above, flying towards the intelligent monk with teeth and claws.

As soon as the black dragon flew out, it spit out a large black qi and quickly enveloped half of the ring, and its (qíng) shape was no less than that of the fog lock Qiujiang.

Seeing that the other party did not listen to the persuasion at all, the wise monk had no choice but to raise his hand to take off the robe he was wearing (shēn) and roll it next to (shēn), and the yellow lines on it immediately became golden.

After the flying black dragon came into contact with the golden light, it encountered great resistance, and its (shēn) body circled and flew in mid-air, impacting the golden light again and again, only to be returned by the golden light (bī) again and again, and the black qi that rushed in it quickly dispersed after encountering the golden light.

After the two of them each exerted their magical powers, on the diamond table, a scene of half black gas and half golden light bloomed was formed.

Seeing that the power of the black dragon was blocked, the crane goosebump shocking Dao disciple immediately linked his hands and mouths, and streams of true qi in his hands were continuously injected into the Xuantie Black Sword.

His lips and teeth opened and closed, and characters with black light flickered out of it, merging with the tadpole runes on the sword body, and then the entire giant sword flew into the black dragon's body with a buzz.

The resupplied dragon's body suddenly became more than a hundred zhang long, and its four giant claws were made of steel and cast iron, leaving a white mark on the diamond table with each wave.

If it weren't for the people of the Immortal Sect who added a seal on the table before, I'm afraid it would have been taken by it now

Crush.

After a few struggles, the black dragon once again rushed towards the golden light, this time the dragon's head finally tore open a gap, and most of the body (shēn) had already entered the golden light, and it was about to tear off the robe and swallow the intelligent monk.

The corners of the intelligent monk's mouth under the cover of golden light sank at (shēn), and he whispered in his heart:

"It's just a competition, why be so anxious?"

Then, he lifted his staff and pointed at the dragon's head that flew in.

A golden light flew out of the bead at the top of the Zen staff with the momentum of thunder, and hit the dragon's horn steadily, forming a round of golden sun in an instant.

The huge dragon body twisted a few times, and then it was swallowed by the blazing sun inch by inch, and in the end, only a dark iron black sword flew back into the hands of the Astounding Dao disciples.

The old man's body, which was originally as thin as firewood, also shook twice in this blow, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Just when everyone thought that this competition was over, the disciples of the Amazing Dao took out a pair of straw hat-shaped cymbals and spat all the blood in their mouths on the cymbals.

Then, he grabbed one in each hand and slammed it together, making a sound that punctured his eardrums, causing the void to tremble and the whole square to "buzz".

Streams of black air emanated from the edge of the cymbal, spreading out like waves.

In this soul-stirring sound, the people watching in the audience moved for a while, and those who cultivated weakly hurriedly covered their ears, and those who cultivated higher also frowned.

Elder Zhiheng had already recognized that this thing was called the Soul Cyanbal, and it was a very evil spiritual weapon.

When this cymbal is used, it needs to be urged by true qi, and it is specially used to attack the spirit of the monk, regardless of whether it is friend or foe, and it is shameful for the major famous and decent families, and almost all of them have been listed as (jìn) items.

The fact that the disciples of the Amazing World Dao took out this object and used it in full view of everyone is really hard to disagree.

However, after Elder Character saw the power of the dementor cymbal, he glanced at Luo Yan with a smile, as if he had won the first game.

And the disciple of the world-shattering Dao has the help of this treasure, which is even more ferocious, and his hands collide hard, constantly forming the sound of the soul, looking at his posture, he wants to directly shatter the soul lake of the intelligent monk.

Looking at the intelligent monk in the battle, he let out a loud shout before the black air flow reached the side (shēn), and the Zen staff in his hand spun rapidly, and the five golden rings on it collided with the body of the rod to make a crisp "jingle bell" sound, blocking out the sound of cymbals.

At the same time, with the blessing of his true qi, scriptures also appeared on the body protection light film, flowing with golden light.

The two were frozen on the test table again, and for a while the black air was swirling, and the golden light was soaring into the sky, dazzling the people who watched.

During the confrontation, the Shocking Dao disciple saw that he had not broken through the opponent's defense, so he spat out a mouthful of blood on the soul cymbal.

Then, his body took a step forward, becoming more than three zhang tall, and the big cymbal in his hand also changed from the original straw hat size to more than two zhang in diameter, and under the strong urging of the two true qi, they collided together again, emitting a piercing hum that made people feel the world spinning.

Fortunately, around the stands, after the first cymbal sound, the spectators had already given up a large open space, and some Mahayana monks even took action one after another, laying an interception (jìn) system in front of them.

At this moment, after the sound of the dementor cymbal came out, several white lights made of isolation (jìn) lit up one after another, blocking out the harsh sound inside.