At this moment, the two people in the ring have taken the seventh step in the time when they are obediently recognized by others, and the coercion on their bodies has reached the point of approaching the substance, and they can only see a clear space between the two from a distance, bursting out of strong wind pressure.

Pieces of cyan masonry were swept off the ground, revealing the innermost black stone.

Poof!

The monks closest to the audience were affected by the coercion, and they only felt tightness in their chests, as if a huge mountain was pressing on their chests, and they spat blood from their mouths, with a look of horror on their faces.

It's not that their cultivation is weak, but the ability to step on the sky nine steps is too strong, originally because of the fierce battle between the two, the momentum accumulated by themselves has reached the peak, coupled with the relationship between the nine steps of the sky, so that the two of them are only in the late stage of foundation building in addition to cultivation, but the coercion accumulated by themselves has actually broken through to the Dao seed stage.

And with the continuous fighting, its coercion is also constantly approaching the peak of the early stage of the Dao Species.

This kind of coercion is different from the coercion experienced by the Ink Evil in the Myriad Soul Realm, the coercion permeated on the altar is actually far inferior in strength to the current one, if the coercion of the two at this moment is ten, then the coercion on the altar can be regarded as one at most.

It's only one percent of its cultivation.

Boom! Boom!

The ring was filled with the sound of sonic booms, and the faces of the two were extremely resolute, even if their physical bodies could no longer hold on to this level of coercion, they still did not push back in the slightest, but their eyes continued to flash with crazy light, which was extremely terrifying.

"Are they crazy? It's just a simple martial arts competition, and it's necessary to make a life-and-death fight?"

"Crazy! Crazy! The disciples of the Afterlife Sect are all crazy, Master, I don't want to compare..."

"Master, I don't want to compare, please, the disciple doesn't want to die on it... There are still children waiting to be fed in the disciple's family, and there is an old mother who is over half a hundred years old.... Master, please, I kneel for you...."

Those disciples of the outer sect who were watching the battle, seeing the two people on the stage so violent, were so frightened that their faces were like earth, their pale faces were not bloody, their bodies were only trembling, and their eyes were full of horror when they looked at the disciples of the Death Sect around them.

These disciples are elite disciples in the sect, and they have a lot of resources with a wave of their hands.

But now the situation is different, the two people who are competing in front of them are both disciples of the Afterlife Sect, not to mention the strength, just the battle like a mad demon and the magic power that will definitely see blood as long as they make a move, they think that they can't bear it, and it is even possible that in the process of fighting, there is a little flaw, and they will die here.

This kind of result is unacceptable to those disciples of foreign sects, after all, their sect is small, they are also elite disciples, and they still have a great future, and they can't afford to lose their lives and prospects for a momentary battle.

"How do you teach you in normal times? My generation of monks is not afraid of any difficulties and obstacles, and must always move forward bravely, and fight for a glimmer of life in dangerous situations, but Lu Sheng's appearance at the moment really makes the teacher very disappointed, and it seems that the cultivation of you in the sect will be reduced in the future. ”

"Look at the disciples of the Death Sect, do you see it?

No one showed fear on their faces, what does this mean? It means that you will be more and more distant from them in the future, even if one day your cultivation is high and your strength is strong, you are just a turtle with a shrunken head!"

"Come on, not only for the sake of the sect, but also for your own Dao heart, you touch your heart and ask him why he wants to cultivate immortals. ”

Lu Liang's master is the pavilion master of Bitao Pavilion, belonging to a third-rate sect, the pavilion can be said to be extremely poor, and the cultivation resources distributed to his disciples are very few, even if he himself is a great cultivator in the Yuan Infant Stage, he is powerless to reverse this embarrassing situation, and over time, there are fewer and fewer disciples under his door.

When it came to Lu Liang's generation, he was the only one who could still take the shot, and the reason why he risked the death of the lone seedling in the pavilion this time was that he wanted to make a last fight in the inheritance ceremony of the Afterlife Sect.

If Lu Liang achieves a good position, then the reward obtained is enough to make Bitao Pavilion die and live, but on the other hand, if Lu Liang finally dies on the competition platform, then it means that Bitao Pavilion's qi is exhausted, and there is no need for Bitao Pavilion Pavilion Master to support the sect.

In this way, if he dies one day in the future, he will be worthy of his master.

There are still many sects similar to Bitao Pavilion on the scene, presumably once this inheritance ceremony is over, a large number of sects will definitely perish in the immortal cultivation world, and a large number of sects that should have perished suddenly rose up in one night.

"It's... Master... The disciple understands your good intentions, and the disciple will definitely take that step!"

Lu Liang listened to his master's teachings, his originally dim and frightened eyes, but at this moment, after hearing his master's serious and heart-wrenching words, he regained his strength, and his temperament seemed to be reborn from the fire, and his heart was rejuvenated.

Boom! Boom!

At this time, there were suddenly two incomparably loud roars in the ring, and Lu Liang, who was reinvigorated, couldn't help but look up, his face suddenly turned pale again, and he scolded secretly, the original intention of bullshit, if I play here, I won't let people be beaten to death?

I saw that the two people who were facing each other in the ring took a step at the same time again, and after the step, there was no pause, and they took another step forward, so far the nine steps of stepping on the sky have completed the first eight steps, and the momentum exuded by the two of them broke through frantically at this moment, and they reached the middle stage of the Dao in just the blink of an eye.

The monks who watched the battle no matter which sect around them were all frantically retreating, for fear of being affected, and a few of them were only half a beat slower, and they were affected by this coercion, and then fainted on the spot, lying alone on the ground, very abrupt.

"Brother, you're a great god, I haven't seen it before, which mirror flower will you actually cultivate in order to deal with me?

After the mad tiger took the eighth step, his body was already in a distorted state, and his body was like a filter, and a large amount of blood gushed out along the cracks in his body, but he relied on his superhuman physical strength and vitality, and he resisted it stubbornly.

"Demon in the heart... You have always been the biggest enemy in front of me at the outer gate, and you are still standing in front of me at the inner gate, and as long as you do not die, I will not have a day to rise, and as long as you die, my road in the future will be unobstructed! You will be defeated today!"

At this moment, Ziliang no longer has the appearance of the handsome boy who just came on the field, his face is full of blood, his eyes are huge, and they are full of scarlet bloodshots, exuding a strong murderous aura, looking at the mad tiger in front of him is like looking at the enemy who killed his father, but his words are full of confidence, as if he has mastered some kind of magic weapon to win.

"Barricades?"

When the mad tiger heard this, he couldn't help but laugh wildly several times, as if he had heard some big joke, even if his body cracked because of the trembling laughter, he didn't care at all.

Then he said sharply: "I didn't want to have a conflict with you, after all, you are my only brother, but you have forgotten what you have done? I won't say anything if you use me to help you clear the way of your rivals, but you shouldn't have threatened me with your father's life for those resources!"

"Although I am a mad tiger who loves to kill, I am not an ungrateful bastard, so even if I die today, I will get rid of you for my father and mother!"

"Your mirror flower is very strong, but you only forgot one thing, the mirror flower and water moon can't imitate that last step, because you are not qualified enough!"

When the mad tiger said this, his eyes suddenly scarlet color, and in Ziliang's frightened gaze, he slowly raised one foot, and finally fell heavily to the ground, making a dull sound.

Rumble!

The wind suddenly appeared, sweeping the eyes of everyone present, and a coercion that surpassed the early stage of the Dao Seed and the middle stage of the Dao Seed brewed out in the body of the Wild Tiger, and finally suddenly erupted like a volcano that had been gathering momentum for a long time.

All the elders present stood up from their seats at this moment, and their originally unwavering faces were shocked after the Wild Tiger had completely used the Nine Steps to Step into the Heavens.

"This son actually used the foundation building period to cultivate for nine steps to step into the sky, it seems that he is a rare talent, the old man ....."

"Ahem, Elder Darkfire, I remember that you had already accepted a disciple a few days ago..... And what do you want so many disciples to do with one iron-striker?I think this son is very much in line with my Assassination Pavilion's requirements, both mentally and physically..."

"Elder Rufeng, you're talking nonsense with your eyes open, where is this son the material for assassination? And what's wrong with Elder Darkfire striking iron, he is a blacksmith when he strikes iron, I can allow you to insult the blacksmith, what is that.... I still lack a boy who burns the fire in my alchemy pavilion, this son is in good shape, I think I will come to my alchemy pavilion. ”

"If the wind is you, you are farting, and you, you are a broken cook who is qualified to say me? I tell you, I am going to decide this son, if anyone robs me, don't blame the sledgehammer in my hand for not recognizing people!"

"Let him report to the Penal Hall tomorrow!"

All the elders in charge of the Ancestral Sect looked at the wild tiger in the ring, and their eyes were full of fire, and they began to express their willingness to accept disciples, but as soon as there were many of them, especially after a group of old men got together, the scene was a little high, spitting fragrant fragrance from each other, and they almost fought on the spot, but when the elder of the criminal law who was sitting in the position spoke, all the elders shut up.

Even if there are thousands of people who are unhappy, they don't dare to refute, who makes their hall inferior to the Penal Palace.... If they anger the penal elders, they will have to spend their days in cages for the rest of their lives.