On January 6, 3684, there was an ancient castle somewhere in the Holy Lord Domain of the Star-Moon Empire, and within a radius of a hundred miles, a barren and black earth was cracked, and thin cracks were made. There were no flowers, no young grass, just a dry tree. Although this ancient castle is only three floors, it is 100 meters high, and the sitting area is naturally not small;

On the third floor of the castle, in the hall, there is a giant with a height of one foot, standing on the steps of the hall. The figure is very burly, the upper body is folded and shirtless, the green tendons on the body are bulging, like a green snake, and a pair of big hands are thick and powerful, like a big bear standing on the steps. Under the thick eyebrows, the eyes are bulging, and he is simply a god, he is the King of All Souls. The master of the Ten Thousand Saints Gate, under the master of the door is the Holy Son, and then there are two big red-clothed protectors and twelve guards, the reason why it is called the door is because there are too few people, but if you take a random escort out, you can compare with the six sect masters. Needless to say, the red-clothed protectors.

The King of Ten Thousand Souls lowered his head slightly and said to the black-robed young man in the audience: "In five years, it will be the Great Sect Competition, and your Ten Thousand Souls Saint will be at the first level of cultivation." The black-robed young man said disdainfully:

"It's a boring game, it's not fun. As he spoke, he turned and walked out of the window, and the King of All Souls shouted, "I have heard that there is movement over there in the night snow, don't you want to go?" the young man stood on top of a huge dead tree outside the castle, looked at the dark clouds in the sky, and muttered:

"If I don't have a decent opponent this time, then I will be in retreat for a hundred years, and I will not ask about the world. "Take off the robe and hat on his head, his black hair is scattered on his shoulders, his lilac eyes under his sword eyebrows are clear and charming, his nose is high, his lips are thin, he is the Holy Son Wan Lingzi. Squatting down and picking the new twigs on the withered tree with his jade hand, he said disdainfully: "Why do you" know about death, so you have to drill out and send them to death!" Waiting for all the spiritual energy to be compressed into one's own spiritual power, but it is only used, and it cannot be absorbed into one's own qi sea, so as to increase one's own strength, and there is also a certain constraint, such as the first layer only has a range of one meter, the second layer has a range of ten meters, and so on. Wan Lingzi has already trained the Ten Thousand Souls Saint Duel to the third layer, and the enemy will definitely absorb him into a dry corpse within a hundred meters, and he can also suffocate to death.

The Holy Spirit Son sat on top of the ancient castle, slowly watching the huge dead tree disappear, and there was a small ball of compressed spiritual energy in his right hand, and he threw it behind him at will, bombarding a huge pit ten miles away.

All the sects in the Star-Moon Continent seemed to be very interested in this big competition, and the disciples of the closed door, fax, and outer sects were all collectively in retreat, all wanting to compete for a better ranking for their sect.

At noon, the night snowy west

In the cherry blossom forest, a delicate young man under the cherry tree, opened his eyes slightly, watching the cherry blossoms fall; his mood suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, he propped up the ground, got up and patted the petals on his body, only felt some soreness on his body; he walked out of the cherry tree slowly with a carpet, came to the small lake and slowly squatted down, held some water in both hands and washed his face; touched his little stomach and said aggrievedly: "I'm so hungry, I've been hungry for a day or two, and I've been hungry for a long time." "This handsome young man is not Haotian, who else will there be?

Haotian said: "I don't know, if this can work, try it!" A trace of aura recovered yesterday was poured directly into the right palm, Haotian was facing the crystal clear lake; the index finger shot out a vapor wave, because he used to hunt with bows and arrows, the fish wandering by the lake were directly shot by Haotian's air waves; Haotian saw a fish floating on the water for a long time, because who was a little muddy by the air waves, Haotian rolled up his trousers and walked into the lake to pick up the fish;

Half an hour later

Haotian looked at the small fire that was about to be extinguished, burped, and couldn't help but say comfortably: "It's so full!" Haotian looked at the layers of scales and waves rising with the wind on the surface of the lake for a while, as if he remembered something, and took it out of his arms - Ning Qi Du muttered: "Since "he" said that my Taoism and skill cannot surpass him, then I should be fine if I don't exceed "him"!" As he spoke, he sat cross-legged on the lawn, learning to draw a man on a condensed decision, put his hands on his knees, pinched the orchid fingers with both hands, and silently recited the mantra in his mouth: "The dragon is under the sea of qi, and the spirit of all things enters my heart." The reflection of the sea is as bright as the moon, and thousands of Dharma gods wish me to condense. The middle belly stirs up thousands of waves, and all kinds of hardships want to become immortals. "In the sea of qi, a small whirlpool appeared on the surface of the sea, and the whirlpool slowly became larger; the aura of dozens of miles with Haotian as the center was sucked in by Haotian; a tornado composed of aura rolled up around Haotian, and the whirlpool on the sea surface in Haotian's sea of qi kept sucking in the aura outside. This went on for two hours

Haotian opened his eyes and smiled and muttered: "It's really good to practice! I feel that the internal injury I suffered yesterday is healed, my waist is not sore, my legs are not sore, and it doesn't hurt, but why don't I feel that I can't see the aura under the sea of qi!" I feel that my head hurts a little, but it is not the kind of pain that affects my life. Haotian didn't notice that in his own sea of qi, there were several thumb-sized small whirlpools on the sea, constantly spinning

Standing up, he felt that his limbs were a lot more flexible, Haotian had a thought; in the sea of qi, a thin snake-thick aura erupted from the sea, poured into his right arm, and clenched his fist against the surface of the lake; on the surface of the lake, Haotian's aura fist was punched, and a deep pit was punched, and he could see the mud under Hu; the center of the lake turned up huge waves and rushed towards the shore of the lake. Seeing this, Haotian quickly turned around and ran away! he didn't expect that it would have such great power.

Haotian came to the cherry blossom forest, thinking about the scene just now, and couldn't help laughing: "The feeling of a master is like this! As he spoke, he sat down on the branch of the cherry tree. Shaking his little feet, he hummed a tune that he didn't know about

In an hour, the hour, the sun slowly, slowly approached the horizon, and the sky was red as if it were on fire, and gradually disappeared from the sun, leaving only an afterglow. Haotian looked at such a beautiful sunset, and couldn't help but feel sad: Xin'er, I have already learned immortal arts, and within five years, I will definitely go to pick you up to reunite with me. You must wait for me