Chapter Seventy-Three: Standing on Three Legs

On the martial arts field, the fairy light is like a real dragon galloping, the fairy phoenix is bathed in blood, and the unicorn is flying.

One after another, several powerful cultivators emerged with immortal light. Suddenly the sound of war drums sounded throughout the area. The sound of the iron horse of Jinge, the sound of the delivery of swords and guns,

At this moment, a divine thunder fell from the nine heavens. Everyone held their breath, lightning flashed and thundered, there was a real dragon around, and the fairy qi was spurting. In the blur, a fairy order flashing with golden light appeared.

This is like the aura of the opening of the world, and the aura of the avenue is pervasive. A trace of purple air turns, fairy music plays, the ancient bell rings, and the fairy order is rising and falling in the mist.

"Heaven and earth are yellow, and the universe is desolate...... This thing is the order of the Immortal Emperor, and the winner can get it!"

The mysterious and mysterious voice sounded, with a hint of magic, which made people's hearts turbulent.

"Sure enough, Immortal Emperor Token!"

"The person who gets this immortal order is the emperor of the world. ”

The little god was sad, and there were wisps of sword qi blooming all over his body, and the golden lion was surrounded by fire under his seat, and he was like a god. At this moment, Sad Xinjue opened his eyes, looked at Xian Ling with a hint of heat, and said, "This thing must not fall into the hands of others." ”

The white-faced man sat alone, dressed in gray, holding a folding fan in his hand. He looked away from Xian Ling and glanced at everyone, no one knew what he was thinking.

Beside Shi Su Li, a silver-haired man in white among the people in the Spiegel Sect looked at the immortal order with a smile and closed his eyes and was silent.

Zikui Star is a hidden sect in the Eastern Soil that has been inherited for countless years, and outsiders only know that this mysterious sect is extremely powerful, and it is rumored that the blood of the spirit flows in the body. There are only a few disciples of this sect since ancient times, but all of them are extremely powerful. Fu Yi was wearing a scarf on his head, and his face was as white as jade, like a scribe. But he exuded an incomparably powerful cultivation all around him, and the immortal sword behind him was already in his hand.

Everyone present, Lin Ziyun glanced at it. These monks, since the appearance of the Immortal Order, have been faintly divided into three camps.

As the pro-inheritance of the five-star sect Sword Gate, Sad Jue is in the spotlight no matter where he is. He stood up and looked at the crowd.

"Fellow Daoists, since the Immortal Order has been born, only the Ming Lord can obtain it! My Sword Sect would like to represent Beiyan and discuss with you!" said sadly.

After he finished speaking, there was a response in the same camp.

"I'm the Spiegel Sect, the Taiyi Sect...... Follow the senior brother of Jianmen on behalf of Beiyan and discuss with you. ”

"Haha...... That's right. I, Zikuixing, represent Nanyan, and discuss with all fellow Daoists. The sword light in Fu Yi's hand flashed, he stepped on the flying sword, and shouted in the air.

"Hundred Beast Cave, Extreme Spirit Sect, Baiqu Sect...... On behalf of Nanyan, I will discuss with all of you!"

"Such a grand event, how can it be without my Taoist Academy. On behalf of Dongyan, we will discuss with you!" the white-faced man was handsome and chic, and bowed his hand to everyone present.

"Red Sleeve Courtyard, Rulai Temple...... On behalf of Dongyan, I will discuss with you!"

Lin Ziyun saw such a scene and smiled bitterly. If you want to come to this opportunity, relying on your own strength, you will not have a chance.

Changkong Hao stared, smiled at him and said, "This immortal order is said to have the qi of the Ninety-Five Supreme. Whoever gets the emperor of the world can unify the whole world!"

"Is it so amazing?" Lin Ziyun still didn't believe it, after all, these were rumors, and it was still unknown whether they were true or false.

Changkong Hao knew his thoughts, and said with a smile: "Don't underestimate the Ninety-Five Qi, which implies the luck of heaven and earth. Cultivators can get the emperor and instill the baptism of the Ninety-Five Supreme Qi, which can be called divine help for cultivation. Think about it, if the emperor who has obtained the immortal order, is it also the support of the cultivators? Therefore, getting the immortal order is equivalent to getting the world, which is not an exaggeration at all. ”

"In that case, why don't these people just take the Immortal Order. Wouldn't it be unpleasant to be controlled by others when the time comes?" Lin Ziyun said.

"Boy, do you think anyone can be the emperor and be the emperor? Moreover, it will not choose cultivators, so these people will choose to assist the emperor of the human realm. Changkong Hao said.

"Senior, aren't you interested in that Immortal Order?" Lin Ziyun asked. He could feel that the man in front of him was unfathomable, at least at least the cultivation of the Feather Realm.

"Who said I won't fight, I'll tell you the truth, I'm the true legend of the Sword Gate!"

Changkong Hao woke up Lin Ziyun with a word, and without waiting for Lin Ziyun to react, he had a flash of inspiration and appeared in the Beiyan camp with Lin Ziyun.

"Big brother, who is that person?"

Lin Ziyun told her about the situation, and Shi Suyi's mouth opened slightly.

The people from the other camps saw Lin Ziyun following Changkong Hao, and some of the people who had been looking at them greedily gradually withdrew their gazes. When Lin Ziyun saw this scene, his heart was shocked. It seems that having a strong backer can indeed save a lot of trouble. However, among the people in Beiyan, some people looked at the Qi Refining Period cultivation emanating from Lin Ziyun's body, revealing disdain.

The sixteen states of Yanyun, except for the barren West Yan, stand on three legs. The general trend of the world will be divided for a long time, and it will be divided for a long time. This human battle has not yet completely opened in the human world, and a battle has already started in the immortal gate. I don't know which side can laugh to the end in the end.

After discussion, the three parties finally agreed. Ten representatives are sent to participate in the battle in turn, with each side having five duels each, with the winner with the most wins receiving the Immortal Order. In fact, not only ten people were on each side, but the three parties were uneven in number, so it was agreed that all parties would have ten people to participate in the battle. Five people from the North Yan fought against the South Yan, and then five people were sent to fight against the East Yan. All three sides have ten games, and the winner is the one with the most winners.

This kind of duel is naturally the higher the cultivation, the most advantageous. Each person can only play once at most, so this duel is not based on the highest combat power in general, but more on the overall strength.

Sad Jue was carrying a huge ancient sword, his hair was fluttering, and the whole person sitting on the golden lion was filled with wisps of sword energy. He pointed at Fu Yi of Zikui Xing, and his sword aura was like a dragon.

"Fu Daoyou, would you like to fight with me?"

"Daoyou's cultivation is unfathomable, and Fu is not sure. Luo Daoyou, didn't you want to fight with Xiao Shentong for a long time? Are you willing?" Fu Yi was dressed as a scribe, and he actually chose to avoid the battle, and looked at a tall man beside him.

In fact, if it is a king against a king, it may not be able to win, and if it is in hand, it will dissolve the opponent's king. At least one victory can be obtained, and Fu Yi's choice is not wrong.

Luo Tian of the Hundred Beast Cave was wearing a golden armor and holding a phoenix wing. His eyes were unruly, and he shook his gun to look at the sad Jue.

The two fought together, like a comet duel.

Luo Tian flew out, and a giant tiger appeared in front of him. He was like a killing star, and the phoenix-winged gold boring was like a dragon in his hands. He has the great strength of a dragon and a tiger, and his flesh is extremely tough, opening and closing. Whether it is fist prints, footwork or marksmanship, it is like a white tiger roaring in the moon, and the dragon soars into the air. The bone sword behind the sad Jue formed a hideous long snake, and every blow carried an extremely terrifying sword aura.

The sword aura is like the sea, the gun shadow is like a god, and the two are fighting. Circles of light bloomed, as if the sun was shattered and the moon was disillusioned.

In several other battlefields, the three sides have already sent personnel to the field.

Bai Mian Lang's opponent was a disciple of Taiyi Sect, who held a green sword in his hand, and he was even equal to the famous Bai Mian Lang Jun in a short period of time.

It is like the dragon god moon shrouded in moonlight, holding a full moon scimitar in his hand, blooming with a trace of green. Her opponent was a woman in palace clothes from Nanyan, and that person didn't know what means she had used, but she could actually urge countless golden beetles.

Lin Ziyun's eyes fell on the two bald heads not far behind him, these two children looked like they were only about ten years old, and they actually appeared at this level. Moreover, these two bald heads, a man and a woman, do not seem to belong to any sect.