This time, Lingzhu ran some distance, and as the avalanche fell again, he frantically climbed out of the snowdrift, and then laughed.

Zhang Fan in the distance was still motionless, but his face was darkened, and he did not continue to launch an avalanche, but sighed: "You really found out!"

Lingzhuzi smiled and jumped twice on the spot: "Master, you are indeed very strong, although I don't know how you have this Yuan Shen Realm, but as common sense says, it is impossible for those who do not condense the Dao Fruit to comprehend the Yuan Shen Realm, a magical power that only the Immortal Realm can comprehend, and now that you do have it, then there is only one possibility, this Yuan Shen Realm is not yours!"

Zhang Fan didn't say a word.

"Hehe, if you guess correctly, if you can have the Dao Fruit in advance in the Xuan Immortal Realm, it must be given to you by an elder in your sect who sacrificed himself, and therefore, in your own Yuan Shen Realm, you can't move, you can only control a certain range, mine is right?"

Zhang Fan smiled bitterly when he heard this, looked up at the sky, and his eyes were hazy with tears: "Lingzhuzi, do you know? He is my father!"

Lingzhuzi's heart was shocked, as if he understood something.

And Zhang Fan was sad and fell into reminiscence: "My father is the junior brother of the sect master, and if he wants to be compared to the sect master who has achieved the position of the golden immortal very quickly, he can only be regarded as an old man with mediocre qualifications, until he died, he was only the cultivation of the ninefold immortal, my father was very unconvinced, but his qualifications were limited, he could only be depressed every day, until he had me!"

Hearing this, Ling Zhuzi's heart was inexplicably heavy, and he sat down cross-legged.

"The moment I was born, my father's eyes were full of excitement, I didn't quite understand it at that time, until I grew up and became the most promising talent of my master Dao Sect to become the second Golden Immortal, I finally understood that my father's eyes at that time represented hope!

So, I practiced harder, and in just over sixty years, I had cultivated to the level of Xuan Immortal, and it was just in time for this year's election conference. ”

At this point, Zhang Fan's expression became even more sad: "Then, my father found me with an excited face, hoping that I could go to the election meeting! I asked why, and he told me that this election opportunity is very important, and it can be related to the fate of the entire sect! I didn't think so much about it at the time, so I agreed without hesitation, after all, since it is very important to the master, then it is naturally my duty as a disciple of the Shidao Sect! However, I didn't expect that in order to ensure that I get one of the ten opportunities, my father would actually ...... it."

At this time, Zhang Fan couldn't help crying bitterly, Lingzhuzi opened his mouth, and finally looked at Zhang Fan with a complicated face, and a trace of sympathy rose in his eyes.

"Spirit beads, I didn't make you sympathize with my ...... so much"

"I know!"

Ling Zhuzi smiled slightly and interrupted him, but under his stunned expression, he shouted loudly: "I admit defeat!

"Spirit beads, you ......" Zhang Fan suddenly became anxious.

"Haha, don't get me wrong, I just want to compete with you again in the top 16 matches in the future!" Ling Zhuzi grinned, not caring at all, Zhang Fan's lips trembled, and tears flowed from his eyes again, but this time it was tears of emotion.

The realm was shattered in an instant, and as Lingzhuzi winked at Zhang Fan and walked out of the ring, the referee's high-pitched voice spread throughout the venue: "Group C competition, Zhang Fan wins!"

Rumble!

The people watching around suddenly shouted, and couldn't help but shout fiercely, and soon, the news of "Lingzhuzi, the popular player of the selection conference, was defeated by the master", spread throughout the venue.

For a while, the emotions in the conference venue were ignited to a high point, after all, since someone can defeat the Spirit Bead, it means that these seeded players are not invincible!

As a result, in such an atmosphere, the atmosphere of the whole venue was gradually pushed to a climax......

......

......

On the other side, Yang Jian also heard this extremely shocking news from the chatter of the people around him.

Because he didn't know the specific situation, he could only think that this division was not to be looked down upon, so he firmly remembered this name, and decided that the other party must not take it lightly in the future, after all, he can make Lingzhuzi take the initiative to admit defeat, and his strength can be imagined.

So, in such a mood, Yang Jian ushered in an opponent with an extremely powerful breath - Wei Hu.

This disciple of Dao Xingzun, like Yang Jian, is a disciple of three generations of exposition, and almost as soon as he stepped into the ring, Yang Jian felt a pressure in his heart.

"Wei Hu has seen Senior Brother Yang Jian!"

Since Yuding Zhenren is the senior brother of Dao Xingzun, Wei Hu arched his hand to Yang Jian as soon as he came to the stage, and his attitude was extremely modest.

"Senior brother is polite!"

Yang Jian hurriedly returned the salute, but he didn't dare to be careless in his heart.

After all, this Wei Hu is not simple in his memory, although the master is generally cultivated, but he is one of the only seven flesh sanctification powerhouses in the battle of the gods, and later he was also named the protector of the three sects.

Of course, the reason why Wei Hu is so powerful is not because of how strong his cultivation is, but mainly because of the ancestral spirit treasure demon pestle in his hand, which is almost invincible, and its power is comparable to that of Guangchengzi's seal. This treasure is known as "the magic weapon of suppressing the evil demons and protecting the three sects", and even Yuan Hong, who has cultivated eight or nine mystical skills, is difficult to defeat this treasure.

Therefore, after Yang Jian found the demon-slaying pestle in his hand, the pressure in his heart increased dramatically, after all, this was the ultimate treasure of Wei Hu's conversion to Western Buddhism.

"Senior brother, the master once instructed me, among the second generation of disciples, Uncle Guangchengzi is the most powerful, Uncle Yuding is the most mysterious, presumably as a close disciple of his old man, he must not be an ordinary person, today I Wei Hu has the honor to compete with my senior brother, it is really Wei Hu's great luck, Wei Hu will go all out to not let the senior brother down!"

Wei Hu's face was solemn, and his words were also cautious, Yang Jian took a deep breath, and the battle intent in his heart was finally stimulated by the strong enemy in front of him, thinking of this Wei Tuo Bodhisattva who was a Buddhist sect in later generations, his heart was agitated, and he said seriously: "Senior brother, please take action!"

Wei Hu's pupils shrank, and he instantly felt a powerful battle intent, this battle intent was so strong, like the war spirit of the witch clan that had been passed down through the ages, and he couldn't help but be moved: "It has always been rumored that Senior Brother, what you are cultivating is the Nine Transformations Xuangong that is the most difficult for us to expound and enlighten, today, let me Wei Hu come to learn one or two!"

After that, Wei Hu was not polite, and he smashed the demon pestle towards Yang Jian.

For this first blow, he didn't use all his strength, just a tentative blow, but a powerful unimaginable pressure was already pressing towards Yang Jian!