Text Chapter 16 The Floating Blue Sacred Tree

Everyone was a little stunned, no one had come to the stage just now, and now they were fighting, but the clear-eyed people understood a little, the female cultivator was stunning, and the two male cultivators were also handsome and extraordinary, I am afraid that at this moment is not the time to show sincerity?

Wang Yun wanted to speak and stopped, looked at the two people on the stage, and finally stopped talking.

Yin Changzong nodded and said to Qi Sheng: "You should be careful." Xuan Qingzi gave an order, the corners of the burly man's mouth of the Fire Lotus Sect moved slightly, and in a moment, a fire duck formed on the top of his head, and the ring became extremely hot for a while, and then rushed towards Qi Sheng with the momentum of Mount Tai.

Qi Sheng's eyes shrank suddenly, and he didn't have time to dissipate the hot qi around him, and his body tilted, avoiding the man's blow, and at the same time, the long sword flew out, stabbing straight at his face. The long sword was like a broken bamboo, piercing two inches in front of the man's eyebrows, and then he was crotched, and the sword body trembled. As soon as the two sides fought, they began to compete in mana, and Qi Sheng avoided the real and the virtual. The man obviously saw this, and didn't want to entangle with him, so he shouted, and in an instant, the golden light was shining all over his body, and at the same time, the fire duck above his head screamed, and the temperature in the entire ring continued to rise.

Half of Qi Sheng's clothes had been melted off by this high temperature, but he still couldn't spare his hands to resist luck, and his energy was focused on the long sword, and he couldn't tolerate any negligence. The man's body was shimmering with gold, and his strength was even greater, after all, the long sword was not the level of the Cloud Immortal Sword, and it could no longer be supported, and it broke one by one, until the hilt of the sword.

Then a majestic fire spirit power surged towards Qi Sheng, he couldn't resist it anymore, he was knocked out of the ring, Xuan Qingzi used his magic power to drag it in the air, and slowly landed.

Everyone knew that Qi Sheng was seriously injured, and Xuan Qingzi could have made a move earlier...... But Feng Yuan was the first to play the game, and Yin Changzong and the others didn't say anything, so they just snorted coldly. Later, he was quite concerned about Qi Sheng's injury, and there was no shortage of words of encouragement, so that he could just recuperate from his injuries with peace of mind, and Zhao Xiang also took out a few bottles of precious pills and handed them to him to recover from his injuries.

If Qi wins and loses, there are only three games left, and Liuyun Sect has to win two games to win the bet. Xuan Qingzi sent another Jindan monk to the field, this person is not very old, and he should be a new disciple. This time, Yin Changzong directly let Jing Ming play, Elder Jing Ming has been cultivating into a golden pill for many years, not only is his cultivation exquisite, but the affairs of the sect are also well organized, and his heart is excellent. Jing Ming nodded slightly and flew into the ring.

The two bowed slightly, and Jing Ming stood still, as if waiting for the other party to make a move. The man was also not polite, holding a six-colored gourd in his hand, which was enlarged in an instant, and his mouth was like a giant beast sucking at Jing Ming, flying sand and stones, and the aura surged.

Jing Ming is still standing on his back, like a mountain, standing in the ring, in the eyes of others, he seems to be a little big, but in fact, several monks obviously feel that the momentum on Jing Ming's body is gradually rising, not only resisting the power of the gourd, but also secretly accumulating. Ten breaths later, Jing Ming drank in a low voice, and the fairy sword on his back suddenly jumped out, and the sword blade pointed at it, overcoming thorns and thorns. Seeing that the situation was not good, the man sacrificed a shield again, resisting the fairy sword in mid-air, and at the same time, the magic weapon gourd was doubled, the huge mouth was wide open, and it slowly moved forward, as if to swallow the other party in one bite......

The man was in a state of mind, but unexpectedly there was a pain in his waist, and the mana in his hand began to disappear sharply, he was shocked, looked down, and saw that a golden talisman had been hit in his waist unconsciously. He was suddenly depressed, this talisman is extremely famous, he recognizes it, it is called the fallen world, the mana of the talisman gradually disappears, and he becomes a mortal in a short period of time, extremely domineering, and difficult to crack, this battle has been lost. It's just that he can't figure out how this talisman flew in front of him and flew to his waist?

Seeing him admit defeat, Jing Ming slowly withdrew the fairy sword and smiled faintly. That person was miserable, because the mana disappeared, the gourd and the shield were scattered on the stage as if abandoned, and he himself couldn't even get off the ring, and in the end it was Xuan Qingzi who helped him recover the magic weapon, and a fresh wind sent him off the stage, which was really embarrassing and humiliating.

Yin Changzong laughed, sure enough, Jiang was still old and spicy, he could see that at the beginning of the fight, Jing Ming had already quietly sacrificed this talisman, and then continued to accumulate momentum and make a fairy sword, but it was just Jing Ming's positive gesture, the man paid all his attention in front of him, but he didn't notice that this golden talisman broke through the gang qi and quietly invaded from the side.

Seeing that the other party was so embarrassed, the disciples of the Liuyun Sect admired Elder Jingming very much, while Chen Yuan and the others turned dark.

As if there was a tacit understanding, the next game was selected by the Liuyun Sect to select the disciples first, Yin Changzong frowned, the rest of the Jindan monks in the sect were about the same, and there seemed to be no particularly outstanding people. In the midst of the dilemma, Wan Yu stepped forward again, lightly opened his lips and said: "The disciple has received the great favor of Elder Zhao, and there is nothing to repay, but he is willing to fight for him, and if the sect master can be trusted, he will let the disciple play." ”

Yin Changzong hesitated a little, he really didn't know what powerful magical powers this new disciple had, until Elder Zhao said on the side: "Sect Master, let this kid go." He nodded.

As soon as Wan Yu got into the ring, she was slim and elegant, and her appearance was really like a heavenly maiden descending to earth, and everyone present was bright-eyed.

A young man behind Chen Yuan took the initiative to ask for help, and after several real people agreed, he floated into the stage, only to see that his face was like jade, and his white robe fluttered in the wind, looking handsome and chic, and graceful. Generally, the eyes of female disciples with slightly worse concentration fell on him, and I was afraid that it would be difficult to leave.

The man smiled and bowed to Wan Yu and said yes. Wan Yu nodded slightly, seeing that he had no intention of making a move, with a wave of his hand, a majestic aura attacked the man, the man smiled unabated, and gently stretched his sleeves to dissolve all of them, but still did not take the initiative to make a move.

Wanyu was slightly angry in her heart, she didn't think much about it, her left hand turned over, and a green glass bottle was already in her hand, among which there was a small cyan tree, about a foot in size, still very immature, in the growth and germination period, the branches and leaves were sparse.

Everyone was a little surprised, they didn't know what kind of magic weapon this magic weapon had to resist the enemy, but several great monks were not, and their eyes were a little fiery. Chen Yuan sighed: "Brother Yin, I can't imagine that there are two disciples in your sect who have such immortal treasure-level magic weapons, these two have a bright future!"

Yin Changzong was also stunned, looked at Zhao Xiang, Zhao Xiang smiled, and said: "This tree is called Fuqing, and the classics record that this is an ancient sacred tree, and now it has long been extinct. When Ben Dao wanted to refine the infant pill, he went to an island in the East China Sea to look for baby Ao Cao, and he was overjoyed to see this different species. But its growth cycle is too long, and it is not very consistent with the exercises I practice, so it is not suitable to be a natal magic weapon, which is very chicken.... But ten years ago, I saw that this woman had excellent qualifications and a weak and pure heart, which was worthy of this sacred tree, so I gave it to her. "All the real people suddenly, although the treasure is good, but it also chooses the master, not ordinary people can control it, a few people can't help but be a little annoyed with their young juniors, such a treasure, he is not ignorant of the goods, and is still pretending to be humble?

Wan Yuyu's fingers gently stroked back and forth on the floating green branches, full of pity, the green tree felt it, and the branches and buds also swayed, and after a while, around her, a thick green spirit had gathered. The man's eyes shrank, still not knowing what attack techniques this green tree had, seeing that several seniors had already shown displeasure, the next short sword came out of thin air, and then several spirit runes followed.

Wan Yu didn't make any other moves, but continued to urge Fu Qing, the short sword and spirit runes stopped when they reached a foot in front of her, and after a while, there was a buzzing sound, falling to the ground, and several runes also lost their spiritual power and drifted away with the wind...... The man's face turned dark, and he didn't know why, so he didn't have time to think about it, and he offered a folding fan. The thick green qi was slowly surging towards him, and he kept playing mana to try to block it, but he didn't dare to sacrifice the magic weapon again.

However, the green qi was too strong and domineering, and it only dissipated a little and then condensed again. Seeing that the green qi had covered most of the ring, the man had no choice but to bite the bullet and gather mana, trying to rush into it and destroy the green tree. However, as soon as he entered it, the mana around him quickly dissipated, and he could no longer gather it. At this time, Wanyu only needed one mana to knock him out of the ring, and there was no more chic and calm at the beginning.

As soon as he thought of this, in order to avoid embarrassment, he hurriedly admitted defeat. Wan Yu collected her green anger, said offended, and flew off the ring, the man was extremely embarrassed.

When the real people saw the power of Fu Qing, they were also shocked, thinking in their hearts that if they were on the field, they would have to forcibly break it with great mana.

"Hahahaha!", Yin Changzong laughed and said: "A few Dao brothers, but we won this bet?" Chen Yuan and the others looked at each other, all of them had gloomy faces, and after a while, Chen Yuan replied: "Brother Yin, Zhao Daoyou, the disciples of your sect really opened my eyes, it seems that the prosperity of the Liuyun Sect is just around the corner." I'm going to go first. With that, he got up and led a group of disciples away. Shanghuamen Huang Zhenren and Xuan Qingzi bowed their hands and left silently, and their disciples slowly followed.

It wasn't until the three sects were out of the sect that Yin Changzong's smile gradually disappeared, and he was shocked in his heart, and it was inevitable that he would have some suspicions with several sects after this battle.

Several sects are of equal status on the surface, but in fact, they secretly respect the Fire Lotus Gate, and their masters are already out-of-body cultivators, and the talented people in the door are outstanding. Today, Chen Yuan will definitely report the situation of our sect in detail when he goes back, Zhao Xiang has mastered the method of refining the Yuanying Pill, and I am afraid that the road to the prosperity of the Liuyun Sect will not be smooth...... Thinking of this, he couldn't help but rub his forehead, although his cultivation can't be advanced by an inch, but the sect will definitely be carried forward in my hands!