Chapter 858: Scuffle

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It was late at night at the end of the Dao meeting, and the Yuanying Zhenren who entered the top three not only received high rewards, but also had the qualifications to gather with Zhenjun after the end of the Immortal Conference. These real people are also clan elders on weekdays, but they can't help but be overjoyed to receive this honor at this grand event.

Since there was almost no need to consume spiritual power to comprehend the sea of spiritual power, Tianji Zhenjun stood up and announced that the division of the battle would begin in half an hour, and it would be divided into eight major cave heavens from Qi refining to Yuanying, with the early stage-middle stage in one place, and the late-stage consummation in one place.

The first battle is a scuffle, and there is a real person in each cave to guard it, and the true monarch of the god outside can also probe into the divine consciousness at any time to prevent someone from maliciously killing people in the melee.

Dongtian still has a formation of teleportation in case of heavy hits, and with the protection of real people and true monarchs, the contestants will not worry about their lives at all, and there is not even a chance of injury.

He Miaomiao and Qu Jingque followed a group of people of the same rank to the late stage of Jindan-in front of the consummation teleportation array, and lined up to enter it one by one, before hearing the order, even if they met in the cave, they could not do it, otherwise both sides would be directly eliminated.

After entering a dim cave sky, He Miaomiao's side was empty, there was enough aura here, and the vision was wide, and several small dots could be seen within the line of sight, which was the monk who teleported to the distance.

He Miaomiao observed for a while, and decided to stand still first, keeping a long distance from people before the opening, which was relatively safe.

She sat on the spot, gently closed her eyes and looked around with her divine sense, she "saw" that there were Xuanqing Sect sword cultivators in the distance, young people and girls in family costumes, and there were late stages and consummations, all of which looked quite imposing.

Like her, these monks sat in place with their eyes closed, occasionally secretly exuding their senses, observing whether nearby opponents were worth taking seriously.

Half an hour passed quickly, and one after another aura gradually lit up above the dusk, which was the sign that all the formations in the cave sky were activated. Everyone couldn't see the real person of Yuanying guarding the town, but at the same time as the order came, they still felt a coercion.

As soon as the sound announcing the start of the melee fell, He Miaomiao felt three secret attacks coming from different directions, sword intent, sword mang, and a fire-based spell, all with the strength of killing with one hit.

Her figure disappeared in place in a flash, and when she reappeared, she was already standing behind the Xuanqing Sect sword cultivator, and Ling Guang swung out at the same time, and the blazing fire spiritual power made the surrounding temperature rise suddenly.

The sword intent that had just sneaked up was coming from the direction of this male cultivator, and this person reacted extremely quickly, leaping up at the moment He Miao Miao moved his sword, and the two broad swords turned into two white rays, which merged into one in the air and slammed down.

His sword intent was as majestic and powerful as a monstrous wave, and it could be seen that his comprehension of water had reached the extreme of the Jindan stage.

The white light was extremely dazzling, like ripples in the air, and then countless Limangs appeared out of thin air, mixed in the white light to encircle He Miaomiao.

Hanguang suddenly divided into nine, the fire spirit was blazing to the extreme, and the violent sword intent was like a burning flame, which was obviously formless and substantial, but it made people feel like they were in a raging sea of fire.

The red light instantly engulfed the white mang, and a large mist rose in the air, which was quickly dispersed by the aura vortex. He Miaomiao didn't wait for the other party's reaction, and her heart moved to make Hanguang become one again.

The short sword with a wide upper and narrow lower is about half an arm long, the hilt is red with black and shaped like an inverted bird's tail, and the golden light is hidden in the sword body, engraved with deformed finch patterns.

And these details can't be found out at all, and the speed of the light is even faster than that of ordinary spiritual weapons, as soon as he thinks of it, a radius of more than ten miles immediately becomes an invisible sea of fire, and the short sword god is haunted and weaves a web of sword intent that cannot be escaped.

The male cultivator's eyebrows were furrowed, as if he was facing a great enemy. However, as a sword cultivator, he would not be so easily hit by Dao Xiu's sword.

His body burst out in an instant, and the transparent air flow with a looming blue color stirred up an extremely powerful wave of qi, colliding with the red light and the unstoppable sword intent that burst into it.

The rumbling sound was deafening, no one dared to approach within a radius of dozens of miles, and every air vortex was entangled with water and fire, and the killing machine contained in it could kill the Jindan low-level on the spot.

The water is the best and softest, dense and dense, the slight is silent, the huge is turbulent, and the softest is the most rigid and pure, and the majestic and pure breath instantly spreads throughout the scope of the fighting method, so that the violent fire spirit gradually has a decline.

Seeing this, He Miaomiao's heart froze, and her figure flashed between the lightning and flint, avoiding a few soft and dark rays mixed with the mighty sword intent.

The opponent who was on equal foot made her full of fighting spirit, and Hanguang felt her heart, giving birth to infinite power in an instant, and once again burst out with the earth-shattering sword intent, fiercely fighting with the majestic and heavy water spirit.

At the same time as these two sword intents collided, two strong lights suddenly struck from a very far distance behind the two, and it was the spectators who couldn't hold back, wanting to sneak attack while they were both defeated.

The power of the third-order supergrade talisman made people's hearts palpitate, but it did not make He Miaomiao and the male cultivator timid.

The two of them retracted their attacks almost at the same time, and the power of the talisman burst from the defense and the talisman passed by, and they all turned around and swung countless swords at the back.

The blue and red rays spread out on both sides, and only two unbelievable screams could be heard, and the sneak attacker hiding in the distance had been eliminated from the cave melee.

The male cultivator seemed to expect that the two would be inseparable, so he didn't want to waste spiritual power on He Miaomiao anymore. Before she could react, she dodged out of the range of the fighting method and completely disappeared from her line of sight.

He Miaomiao also felt relieved, if they continued to consume like this, sooner or later the two of them would have a moment of exhausting their spiritual power, and when the time came, they would encounter a sneak attack, but they could only be teleported out.

At this time, she consumed nearly half of her spiritual power, quickly swallowed a pill of tonic elixir, and while there was still a future here, she hurriedly sat in place and let the medicinal liquid run in the meridians.

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Regardless of whether the late stage is still successful, only eighty monks were left in the Dongtian melee in the end, and forty were eliminated in the second ring match, and the remaining forty people were drawn and fought again until the top three were separated.

He Miaomiao once again eliminated a Jindan Consummation, and the spiritual power of the sea of consciousness had been greatly consumed, but fortunately, there were fewer and fewer people in the cave, and there was a little more time to stay and recover.

She quickly refined a pill of tonifying elixir, got up and galloped forward for dozens of miles, and when she saw the familiar Xuanqing Sect sword cultivator, she quickly stopped and entered a state of preparation.

When the young man in the distance saw that it was her, his sword eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his tired expression was a little solemn. He Miaomiao also secretly shouted bad luck in her heart, she was not in a good state at this time, if she didn't use Lingguang, I am afraid it would be difficult to distinguish the victory from defeat with this male cultivator.

The two of them stood in place and hesitated, and just as they were thinking about how to win quickly, a slight shock suddenly came from the cave sky, which was a sign that the teleportation formation was about to be activated.