In the Qingyang Empire, there are very few people who cultivate thunder and lightning seeds, and it can even be said that there are none. Because the Qingyang Empire is hot all year round, the people who cultivate the fire source seeds account for the majority, followed by the people who cultivate the wind source seeds. And people who cultivate water source seeds are also extremely rare, but they are not rare. In addition, there are some major sects that cultivate partial sect spells, the most famous of which are the Purple Demon Sect and the Returning to the Underworld Sect. The Purple Demon Sect cultivates the Yin and Evil Spirits, and almost all the monks in the sect are shrouded in black mist; what kind of spell the Returning to the Netherworld Sect cultivates, no one knows, but what is known on the surface is that the soul attack technique of the Returning to the Netherworld Sect is very amazing, and everyone in the sect is good at soul attack.

At this time, after the wind spear was defeated by the light purple lightning, Elder Ning Feng immediately flew out and stuffed a pill into Qin Haiyang's mouth. She showed murderous intent in her eyes, and was about to rush up to teach Liu Xuan a lesson, but was scolded back by Lin Jin. She foolishly helped her disciple back to the Ning Feng branch sect and said no more.

At this time, Qingyun and Lin Yu had already walked to Lin Jin's side, and respectfully shouted out: "Master" ...... "Dad"

Lin Jin nodded, he had just noticed that the light purple lightning was sent by Qingyun, and he was also a little surprised in his heart. This disciple gave him some surprise, and a thought suddenly rose in his heart. He pointed to Liu Xuan, who was waiting to get out of the ring, with expectation in his eyes, and said, "Qingyun, do you dare to fight him?" When Qingyun heard this, he immediately swelled up with pride in his chest, nodded heavily, and said loudly: "It is exactly what the disciple wants." ”

Lin Jin's eyes showed a look of relief, and he bowed his head and said, "Go ahead." Qingyun did not hesitate and immediately flew to the ring where Liu Xuan was. Liu Xuan saw Qingyun flying into the ring, and after being slightly stunned, his eyes immediately lit up: "It's you?"

Qingyun said indifferently: "We meet again." Liu Xuan sneered: "What, if you want to stand up for the people of Ning Feng's sect?"

Qingyun directly ignored Liu Xuan's contempt and said coldly: "I remember that you seem to have said that you want to teach me a lesson? Qingyun thought to himself at this moment: "I fought hard with that Cheng Chuan more than two years ago, and finally relied on the help of the forcibly depleted spiritual power of the locked sky to win with difficulty. Although the cultivation is still equivalent to the consummation realm of the late stage of the Yudan, the spells of the attack and the experience of the battle are no longer the same, and it is completely comparable to the early stage of the Yuan Infant monk. As for the mid-stage monk of the Battle Yuan Infancy, he is still not sure at the moment. However, there are still so many immortal weapons in his hands, and he may be able to fight. Thinking of this, Qingyun raised his head to the sky and roared, "Come on......!"

The white-haired and white-clothed Qingyun showed an earth-shattering battle intent at this moment, attracting everyone's attention.

"Which sect's disciple is this, and why is it so unfamiliar?"

"Seeing that he is only a cultivator in the early stage of Yudan, he dares to challenge Liu Xuan in the early stage of Yuanying......?

"He must be crazy to win the top three?......"

Lin Jin listened to the discussions and ridicule of the people around him, and his face was calm. When he saw Qingyun take out the unsightly firewood knife and send out the light purple lightning spear, he could already confirm that this disciple who he didn't know the true cultivation could definitely fight with that Liu Xuan. And the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi also noticed Qingyun, but he just watched calmly and did not stop him.

At this time, Qingyun and Liu Xuan in the ring had already started a war. I saw that Liu Xuan quickly condensed a small wind wolf and tentatively attacked Qingyun, he wanted to see what the strength of this white-haired young man was.

The wind wolf roared wildly, opening its claws and biting towards Qingyun. Qingyun does not move like a mountain, does not dodge or dodge. Seeing the people in the audience, especially Ning Feng's sect, they were all nervous. In an instant, the wind wolf's fangs had already bitten into Qingyun's head, and the claws were also grasping Qingyun's body, only to hear a "boom...... It wasn't Qingyun that was torn, but the fangs of the wind wolf that were shattered...... The wind wolf howled, and it didn't take long for it to dissipate.

All of them froze. Then Liu Xuan felt that it was impossible. Although it was only a tentative attack, this power could definitely tear apart a person in the early stage of the Yudan. He didn't dare to be careless anymore, and immediately contemplated, and re-conjured up a huge wind leopard and rushed towards Qingyun again. Qingyun still hasn't moved. Let the leopard devour it...... In a moment, the wind leopard followed in the footsteps of the wind wolf.

The audience was silent...... And at this moment, in a cave in Fengling Mountain, a thin old man was meditating cross-legged, and his brows moved slightly.

Liu Xuan became more and more surprised. He immediately thought that this Fu Qingyun must be the main body training, which made the body so tough. Thinking of this, he waved his folding fan again. A sharp wind spear stabbed Qingyun like lightning. In his opinion, no matter how tough Qingyun's body is, he will definitely be pierced when he encounters this sharp air gun.

Qingyun sneered and also took out a fan. However, this fan is not a folding fan, and it emits a faint golden light. He continuously drew countless fan prints forward, and shouted: "Cloud Waterfall!" I saw that a dark cloud waterfall about five or six zhang high suddenly took shape in front of Qingyun, and it forcibly blocked the stab of the wind gun. Then I heard the "click" of the air gun and collapsed and dissipated.

Of course, Qingyun's Cloud Waterfall learned from the old leader, but he had to rely on this golden fan to form a strong power. And it can't be like the old Ren Tou'er with just a wave of one hand, and the cloud waterfall takes shape in an instant. Waiting for the wind gun to disperse, Qingyun's footsteps finally moved, and he rushed directly towards Liu Xuan with an arrow step, and at the same time, a huge black air bomb on his fist quickly condensed and formed, smashing towards Liu Xuan.

Qingyun's speed was not fast, Liu Xuan reacted quickly, and immediately opened the folding fan to block the black air bomb. Qingyun smiled strangely and shouted softly, "Burst!" and quickly retreated. only heard the sound of "boom", Liu Xuan's fan was blown to pieces, and Liu Xuan's whole person flew out upside down. He forced a sigh of relief and barely fell off the stage. The fan was destroyed, and Liu Xuan's heart ached, this was a low-grade spiritual weapon specially given to him by the elders. Not only that, but this fan is still a chic prop that he often pretends to be in front of those senior sisters and sisters, but now it has been destroyed.

Liu Xuan's eyes widened, and he was about to rush up and fight with Qingyun endlessly, but suddenly heard the elder of the battle shouting: "Liu Xuan, you lost, stop." "This Elder of the Battle Supervisor saw that Qingyun only made one move, and destroyed a low-grade spiritual weapon, how could this Liu Xuan win? Liu Xuan was unwilling, and walked away helplessly with resentment in his eyes. The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi frowned, and Qingyun's black air bomb made him feel a little interesting.

The competition of the others has long since ended, and now there are only seven people left in total. Among them, there are two main sects, one is slow in the late stage of Yudan, and the other is in the middle of the Yuan Infant. The two Qingyang sects are both successful in the late stage of the Yudan. Hucheng is divided into two people, one is in the late stage of the Dan, and the other is in the late stage of the Dan.

According to the meaning of the main sect, this disciple of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant had a bye, let the other six people fight in groups, and take the three winners and then fight in groups with the disciples of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant. All the sub-sects knew that this was unreasonable, and even the entire Dabi process was full of loopholes, but no one dared to be the first to say it. After Qingyun walked up and drew lots, the disciple who was drawn to fight Qingyun directly chose to abstain. Even the people in the early stage of Yuan Ying were beaten down by him, and he was still a fart.

Soon it was the turn of the last two groups of four to fight. Qingyun was arranged to fight against Mu Bo, who was divided into Qingyang. The disciple of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant fought against the disciple of the late stage of the Hucheng Branch. The disciples of the Hucheng branch directly chose to give up. In this way, the main sect disciple of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant has not fought a battle until now. He was ready to watch the battle between Fu Qingyun and Mu Bo with great interest.

On the high ring, Mu Bo's expression was solemn. He knew that the person in front of him had just defeated Liu Xuan. Although he asked himself that he was not as good as Liu Xuan, he was already a monk who had half a foot in the Yuan Infant Stage. And his exercises are known for their speed, and he understands that the white-haired and white-clothed young man in front of him is not fast, so he has a lot of confidence to rely on speed to fight Qingyun.