Chapter 345: A Foot Villain

"Soul devouring fire? I haven't heard of it! Please forgive the old Taoist for being ignorant, how can there be such a strong demonic aura in this spirit devouring fire?" At this time, a white-haired old Taoist walked out, staring at the big man with blazing eyes, and his tone was deep and questioning.

"Don't dare to deceive Hongchen's seniors, what the juniors said is true, otherwise Venerable Mo will not leave the juniors behind and not eliminate them directly!

As one of the five Venerables of the Central Continent, Mo Congli's strength can be imagined, except for the Closed Door Sage, it can even be said that he is not afraid of anyone. And as a casual cultivator, he was treated coldly by many people in his early years, and was even discriminated against, so he had some short-term protection for the juniors who were also born in casual cultivation.

And this time, he sat in the formation of the Absolute Immortal Selection, and the people present were inevitably constrained, even if they knew that the cultivation of the big man Xiao was very likely to be the Demon Clan's Demon Yan, he didn't dare to make it too difficult.

Moreover, most of the people present have not officially seen the "Black Flame of Fire", one of the three major demon flames of the demon clan, so they can't immediately assert that it is this thing, and they hesitated a little for a while.

The moment was over, and Mu Xindao also sounded the gong in time and recorded the winners of the remaining three groups. Then, he put all his attention on the body of this Mai and the big man Xiao Moumou, who seemed to be thinking about something, and it seemed that a cold gaze swept by.

"Everyone, this little brother has no signs of demonic qi emanating from him, so he shouldn't be a demon clan cultivator. And the outcome is already very clear, I think it's better to follow the procedure, what do you think?" Mu Xindao retracted his strange gaze, arched his hand to the masters of the various sects who were full of ambition under the ring, and said.

"Brother Mu Xin, is it possible that our Middle-earth Continent's hundred-year-old event will accommodate a demon clan heir? If this is introduced to other continents, I'm afraid our Middle-earth Continent will become a laughing stock!" At this time, Qiong Xiang's spiritual sense swept over the big man repeatedly, and found that the demonic aura on the other party's body was gone. For a while, I was a little surprised, but I still objected. After all, the feeling that came from the chaos was almost the same as the feeling of bathing in black flames.

"This ...... But now that the Demon Clan's martial arts have also spread in our continent, and even other continents have heard that there are masters above the Shadow Stage who are starting to study it, so even if we stop a person who may also practice a certain Demon Clan's secret technique from entering the Absolute Immortal Valley at this time, the poor Dao doesn't feel that there is much need!" Mu Xindao thought for a moment and hesitated for a moment.

"If Brother Mu Xin insists on saying this, Qiong Xiang has no choice!" Qiong Xiang spread her hands and took back the Chaotian Aya who was still floating in the ring, and said with a faint smile.

"Don't argue with the two! This game will be handed over to Venerable Mo for personal ruling, do you see if it's okay?" The Qianling Confucian Jun next to him looked at the sky and found that there was not much time left. Therefore, the dispute is directly interrupted.

There was a lot of noise around the ring again, and it was clear that people hadn't figured out what was at stake. After all, what the Shallow Spirit Rujun said is indeed the truth.

"Okay, that's it! The two of you will step down first, and then follow your elders to meet Venerable Mo after the competition. Mu Xindao thought about it for a while, and found that this kind of treatment was fair, so he no longer insisted on it, and asked himself: "Report your name!"

"Mai of the Tianyue Sect!"

"Xiao Wanquan of the Southern Scattered Cultivation Alliance!"

Mu Xindaoren nodded, and a purple-yellow aura flashed in his palm, and he also recorded the names of these two people in the bamboo scroll. But in the prefix of their names was written the words "to be determined".

The turmoil of a controversy has also subsided, Mu Xindao and Qianling Rujun have won the approval of the majority of people in handling the controversy in this way, and Qiong Xiang has nothing to say, if there is any more argument, it will only be in vain.

The next four groups of competitions don't have much to look at, and the strength of the table is not bad.

Two of them were directly knocked out of the ring by their opponents, one disarmed and surrendered when he noticed that something was wrong, and one of the low-level disciples fell to the ground under the lightning strike of his opponent. But most of the people are still relatively balanced in strength, and there are three or four pairs that have not yet decided the winner until the end of the competition, and in the end they can only be handed over to the judges for ruling.

And Zhu Aozhi of the Tianyue Sect only defeated his opponent by a slight margin after fighting fiercely. Since then, the list of Heavenly Moon Sects that can enter the Absolute Immortal Valley has also accounted for three seats, plus one pending seat. This result also made Qiong Xiang very satisfied, after all, she could be regarded as worthy of Wuyue's trust.

In the end, due to concessions and other reasons, there were still four more people left than originally expected, and there were always one hundred and four low-level disciples. Ten of them had a pass, but only three of them were qualified because of the pass. There are two more people who are Xiao Wanquan and Mai, and the two of them still have to eliminate one person, but they have to be ruled by Mo Congli.

After the competition, in groups of three or five in each sect, the elders of each sect and each family are eagerly telling the next precautions.

"There are one hundred and four people on the list, plus all the Daoists who lead the team from each sect, please go to the Absolute Immortal Mountain Villa with the poor Dao and the shallow spirit Daoists. As for those who are not qualified, please go back to your place of residence first, it is forbidden for low-level disciples to trespass at will, I hope you can abide by the rules!"

Mu Xin Daoist looked at the sky above and found that the sunset was almost west, and there was not much time left for him and Mo Congli to agree, so they didn't delay any longer, and directly interrupted the communication between the elders and juniors of the various sects.

Seeing that everyone had no objections, Mu Xin Daoren and Qianling Rujun explained some aftermath matters to the many peerless immortal envoys in the north of the mountain, and after greeting the people of each sect, they took the lead and flew into the air above another mountain peak.

For a while, the light flashed, and one after another flew up.

In the gradually dimming night sky, twenty-five of the more than 100 spiritual lights that rose were particularly eye-catching, and they were obviously those who led the team.

When everyone came to the edge of the Absolute Immortal Peak, they all followed Mu Xin and Qianling to stop flying away. The peaks in front of everyone's eyes have changed beyond recognition, and the entire peak has been submerged by a sea of fog more than 100 zhang high, and the scenery in front of them can no longer be seen.

Even so, those masters of the Shadow Transformation Period who had cultivated to a high level did not dare to lightly release their spiritual sense to explore below, and for a top figure like Mo Congli, no one dared to make a move that offended or even only might offend the other party.

Mu Xin Dao and Qianling Rujun glanced at each other, and nodded as if they had reached some tacit understanding. With a flick of one hand, a light blue talisman flew out, and a simple magic trick hit it, and it was directly attached to the bamboo slip handed over by Mu Xindao.

The next moment, a purple light flew up, dragging a faint yellow and blue light towards the sea of fog below, and disappeared into the white expanse in a blink of an eye.

It is also strange to say, although it is almost night, and although the sea of fog below is only silently shrouded in the top of the giant peak, it is extremely bright, like a pearl, and it is already unique among the thirty-six peaks.

I don't know how long it took, but the sea of fog below finally changed, and the thick fog continued to churn outward, and in a moment it turned into a passage leading to the peak.

In the depths of the passage, two clusters of bright and dark three-color spiritual lights flew in, and appeared in front of a group of people in the blink of an eye. Everyone saw a flash of inspiration in front of them, and two three-colored villains who were only the size of a foot suddenly condensed out, and their faces were a little similar to the three-foot boy in the ring.

Everyone couldn't judge the true identity of the two villains for a while, but it was not simple. But when the master of the shadow period swept over the two villains, they all gasped. The aura emanating from the two inconspicuous-looking villains is incomparably vast, as if they are both above the body stage. Shocked, he hurriedly put away this rash move and bowed one after another.