Chapter 41 Participate in the small competition

After a cup of tea, when all the visions were blown away by a strong wind in the desert, Dugu Bo's eyes lit up.

I saw that after the wind swept away, a monk with a height of nine feet, all the muscles of his body were hideous, and there was a violent aura in the place where the golden monk was.

I didn't expect that this monk also copied this secret technique of Xuan Jiuyin, but there was no disgusting scene like Xuan Jiuyin. ”

Thinking like this in his heart, a black mist gushed out from Dugu Bo's body, and wrapped his entire body in it.

At the same time, a red light flashed in front of him, but it was the golden monk who had been transformed and came to his side at an incredible speed.

Immediately, a fist shadow with a whistling sound swung towards the black mist around Dugu Bo.

"Boom!"

After a low explosion, the prohibition formed by Dugu Bo and the mandrill armor was suddenly struck into the void more than ten zhang away to the north.

Dugu Bo immediately felt a feeling of annoyance in his chest, and when he sprayed in one breath, he tasted a fishy sweetness.

"Such a terrible force, just one shock shook my heart and blood. ”

Dugu Bo's heart froze, the corners of his mouth were bloody, and then he looked at the position where he was just now in the distance.

"Not good!"

At this moment, another blood-red fist shadow shot out from behind him.

"Boom!"

Dugu Bo didn't even have time to react, and was knocked into the sand dunes to the south.

Half an hour later, after the black mist on Dugu Bo's surface collapsed for a while, he was also pierced by a blood-red fist shadow that pierced his chest.

The next moment, after a buzzing sound in Dugu Bo's brain, he also appeared above the sea of clouds in the Sumeru realm.

This time, it was not because his mana was exhausted that he was directly teleported out of the Sumeru realm, but because the mandrill armor on his body could not withstand the terrorist attacks of the golden monks.

Dugu Bo, who was sitting on the clouds, had a wry smile on his face.

If so, he was facing Xuan Jiuyin himself, and he believed that with his current strength, he should be able to have a high degree of certainty to kill the other party.

But the golden monk in this illusion not only has all kinds of exercises and abilities of Xuan Jiuyin himself, but his mana will never be exhausted. The maggot ghost Yin technique used by Xuan Jiuyin has a time limit, and once it is beyond the scope of his mana control, it will return to its original state, and it becomes very fragile because the activation of this technique is far beyond the range that his body can bear.

But the Illusion Golden Monk has no such limitations or weaknesses at all.

After the golden monk became manic, Dugu Bo was equivalent to fighting against an elder of the Furnace Ding Realm all the time, even if he was now in the same rank, how could he really defeat an elder of the Furnace Ding Realm.

But right now, it was not easy for him to be able to support a golden monk who had cultivated to the furnace peak realm for half an hour under the attack, far beyond his peers

For the next five days, Dugu Bo also practiced in retreat in the cave, but on the last day of registration, Dugu Bo left the Valley of Falling and went to the Qianlong Pavilion.

After thinking about it, Dugu Bo still felt that no matter whether this Xiaobi was in danger or not, but at the moment he was also a little confident in his own strength, and he also needed the "Chenlong Dan" to advance to the third level of cultivation for himself.

Even if he doesn't participate in the small competition, he still needs to find a way to get the "Chen Long Dan" through other paths, and the time and energy required are probably far above participating in the small competition.

As for the quota of the Heavenly Demon Tower, he was not interested, and in a short period of time, the matter had not yet been decided, and he did not need to inquire too much about the Heavenly Demon Tower.

When I arrived at the Qianlong Pavilion, I didn't see anyone, just a horse-faced man in his thirties in a gray robe.

After a simple handover, Dugu Bo also reported his name.

Subsequently, he went to Minjiafang City again, and bought enough healing and qi-replenishing pills and some practical talismans;

Although this ghost prison is connected to the world of cultivating immortals, the aura inside is very thin, and if there are no qi tonifying pills, it will not be too easy to stay in it for a long time.

After buying the things he needed, the few thousand spirit stones left on Dugu Bo's body were almost spent.

In the following days, he continued to fight against the golden monk in the illusion realm, although he couldn't beat the other party, but his adaptability to the speed, strength and explosiveness of the master of the furnace ding realm cultivation was also constantly increasing.

One morning seven days later, in the cave in the valley, Dugu Bo sat on his stone bed with his eyes closed, and now his body and mind were ready.

"Bell! bell!"

Three clear bells rang from Qianlong Peak, which meant that it was time to participate in the family competition.

Dugu Bo opened his eyes, checked the space bag, stood up, tidied up his clothes, and walked to the cave door.

After a cup of tea, a white streamer was seen in the sky above the valley and shot quickly towards the foot of the mountain.

Soon, the flying sword that Dugu Bo was driving also came to the bluestone square in front of the Qianlong Pavilion.

At this moment, there were already about thirty people gathered in the square, most of these people were sitting alone, and only a few were in twos and threes.

didn't see Fu Hao or Wang Wenjing, Dugu found an empty place in the south and sat up cross-legged.

Today it was unusually quiet here, and everyone seemed to be preoccupied and did not say much.

After a meal, more than 100 people still gathered in the square, and Wang Wenjing and Fuhao came to the square together, and walked to Dugu Bo and greeted him.

Dugu Bo naturally chatted with the two of them for a while, but refused to accept the invitation of the two of them to join each other, although they are friends, but Dugu Bo has many secrets that he does not want others to know.

After no longer seeing the people who flew in, a gray afterimage where the Qianlong Pavilion was located quickly escaped, and after the figure froze, a black-faced man in his thirties suddenly appeared, it was Feng Daoqing.

And behind him was Gu Xi, who looked at Dugu Bo with a loss.

After Feng Daoqing saw Ji Hulu, Qiu Weicheng and that senior sister standing in front, he also said a few words to a few of them personally.

"Okay, it's not too early, since you're all here, then follow me, so as not to make the other peaks wait for a long time. ”

Feng Daoqing said, under the flick of the long sleeves, a turquoise rainbow immediately shot out from his cuffs, and then the turquoise rainbow circulated in mid-air for a while, and then a jasper spirit boat about ten zhang and more than thirty meters long appeared, which was depicted with ink-colored spirit patterns, exuding a slight humming sound and a faint turquoise glow.

Immediately, a group of low-level disciples also flew to this island-like spirit boat with various flying spirit weapons.

Dugu Bo looked at this spirit boat, his heart froze, and he thought to himself that when I could have such a spirit boat, it would be in vain.

Immediately, he also flew to the spirit boat with the black iron sword.

After seeing all the disciples get on the spirit boat, Feng Daoqing also turned into a gray light and flew to the spirit boat, and then several methods duels hit the white sail in the center of the spirit boat plywood.

In a loud "buzz!" sound, the turquoise spirit boat also began to move slowly, and then it turned into a streamer of light and shot away quickly towards the north in the sound of breaking through the air.

Dugu Bo was standing alone in a corner of the splint, but he could clearly feel that a pair of eyes had been staring at him, consciously or unconsciously.

It would be fine if a beautiful woman stared at herself, but this son was a man in his twenties.

Gu Xi, who was dressed in a red robe, was five or six zhang away from Dugu Bo, with his back against the side of the boat, his hands in front of his chest, the corners of his mouth slightly curled, and sometimes staring at the location of Dugu Bo outside the crowd opposite.

That Feng Daoqing stood in front of the deck, looking at the green mountains passing by quickly, without saying a word.

After flying over countless mountain ranges, they came to a group of even more majestic and towering mountain ranges.

More than two hours later, Dugu Bo's spirit boat flew to a deep valley, through the stratus clouds, but saw that there were several quaint small buildings built on the cliffs of the canyon that ran through the north and south, similar to a line of sky, and about four or five zhang wide.

At the bottom of the canyon, there is a small bluestone square with a radius of more than ten acres.

At this moment, there are more than 100 people in the north of this small square, and its leader is an old man in a green robe in his fifties with a sword, with a high nose and deep eyes, a high raised forehead, and an expressionless face.

Most of the rest were low-level disciples under the age of twenty, the same as Dugu Bo.

After the spirit boat flew more than ten zhang away from this small square, Feng Daoqing turned around and said to the group of low-level disciples, "You all go down." ”

Immediately, he turned into a gray streamer and flew to the north of the square, and in front of the old man, he clasped his fists and said, "Hehe, Senior Brother Yang, I haven't seen you for a long time, I didn't expect you Luo Yunfeng to come first." ”

The old man frowned slightly, and said expressionlessly: "I haven't seen you for ten years, Senior Brother Feng's cultivation has improved a lot, congratulations!"

Immediately, the two began to greet each other.

After Dugu Bo and other disciples flew to the bluestone square, Feng Daoqing also put away the spirit boat.

Following the crowd, the outer peak disciple of Qianlong Peak, where Dugu Bo was located, came to the opposite side of the low-level disciple of Luo Yun Peak. Then, he began to look at the canyon.

The two high mountains on the north side of the canyon are also getting closer and closer, and the outside of Richh is also merging together, and the vines on the cliff wall are like smoke, and sometimes you can see all kinds of small birds moving and perching during the period.

After waiting for half an hour again, I saw that the disciples of Feifeng and Diecui Peak had been brought here by the two elders.

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