Chen Yu killed the past, at first they were too noisy, but now that they are in the ring, he doesn't have to scruple and goes up directly to fight. His palm overflowed with some precious light, as if it was like a mountain peak.

The monk's face turned pale, and the golden grinding disc was so amazing that it was difficult for him to resist.

Seeing that the golden roulette wheel was about to fall, crushing the monk, an invisible giant hand directly shot Chen Yu out of the void.

This is a big trick, directly making Chen Yu disappear out of thin air, not tearing the void, but moving.

When Chen Yu opened his eyes, he stood peacefully in the stands, beside him was a Dao Venerable who was vaguely in the Dao Qi, the cyan brilliance spread like the origin of the Great Dao, and there was an ethereal aura, which made people can't help but surrender.

"Disciple Chen Yu, meet the Lingxu Sect!" Chen Yu said.

In the Xiaoyao Sect, only the Spirit Void Dao people can have this kind of realm.

"Chen Yu, for you to change the rules once, don't provoke again. A burst of sound flowed in Chen Yu's heart, calming the fighting intent in his heart.

After the draw, Chen Yu returned to the ring and challenged again, arousing the enthusiasm of many monks, so that the rematch was held again.

In the end, Chen Yu invited Yu Wendu to fight, and the Lingxu Daoist felt that it was not bad for the young monk to be enthusiastic, so there was no objection.

But Chen Yu crippled Yuwen, turned around to behead other monks, and had already messed up the rules, and the Lingxu Daoist could only use the supreme ** to detain Chen Yu, and he couldn't let him disturb the competition.

Chen Yu stood beside the Lingxu Daoist, as if he could feel a Dao rhyme close to the origin flowing around him, exuding a rich fragrance, taking a sip, making people energetic, sweeping away the fatigue in the battle, and even having a deeper understanding of the Great Dao.

Enlightenment of the origin of the five elements can build a small world of Dharma Xiang Daozun, there is no need to take the initiative to lead, it will lead the avenue to fall, the body is like an elixir, the breath is introverted, follow this person for a long time, and the understanding of the avenue should exceed ordinary people.

Chen Yu was cheeky and sat next to Zijin like this, sitting next to Lingxu Daoist, while feeling the avenue, watching the competition under the ring over and over again.

"It's really cheap, this kid!" Many monks of the Xiaoyao Sect gritted their teeth, this is the Dao Venerable of the Law Phase, Chen Yu sat in front of the master of the sect like this shamelessly and meditated and breathed, even the monks of the main peak did not have such glory, it was really shameless.

Chen Yu looked at them sideways, showing a cheerful smile at them, relying on the Spirit Void Daoist, he felt that his analysis of the Great Dao had taken another step.

His behavior made people can't help but beat him up, but the Lingxu Daoist didn't care, and the ancient Dao aura exuded from his body was intertwined with the Great Dao, producing a wonderful Dao rhyme that benefited Chen Yu a lot.

Bathed in the Dao rhyme emanated by the Lingxu Daoist, he began to ponder the barbarian supernatural powers that Yuwendu had learned in the First World War, and integrated a bloodline Dao pattern into his flesh and blood.

The dragon-shaped divine pattern was barely comprehended from the Golden Divine Gate, Chen Yu only used it once against the enemy, and it was separated from the flesh, as if it was like a secret treasure, as soon as it was shot, it could shatter the avenue and pass through the void, but it was integrated into the bloodline, and it could bless the flesh and blood and give birth to divine power.

"If I have the opportunity, I will copy all the dragon-shaped patterns on the Golden Divine Gate and integrate them into myself, can the power of flesh and blood be compared to the real dragon?"

Chen Yu was thinking, this is how the ancient barbarians honed the power of the bloodline, and gave birth to the barbarian Dao pattern, which had been glorious for a period of time, and even appeared as a barbarian ancestor, who could bare hands the ancient fierce beasts, and could chase the sun, moon and stars with steps, sublimating the flesh god pattern to an incredible realm.

"Only by gradually improving one's cultivation and working hard to break through the Golden Divine Gate to obtain more dragon-shaped Dao patterns can one fully start the treasure trove of flesh and blood. He affirmed the future path in his heart, and inscribed and strengthened the dragon-shaped divine pattern over and over again, so that his body continued to exude a majestic power.

Lingxu Daoist looked at him sideways, and a smile spread on the corner of his mouth, this descendant of Li Shangjun is very interesting, he doesn't know the way of the sword, but he has a very strong comprehension of the physical body and the Star Venerable's supernatural powers, if he gets a good ranking in the East China Sea Festival this time, you can consider letting him be in the Xiaoyao Sect, Tianjian Peak is unwilling to keep him, and the main peak can still tolerate such an outlier.

Boom Boom!

There was a real roar in the ring, and countless treasures flashed in dozens of rings.

Chen Yu saw several powerful figures.

The wind remnant sky held the red moon in his hand, slashing and slashing, opening and closing, slashing through the void, and even cracks appeared in the formation pattern.

And his opponent was a Penglai monk in the late stage of Ning Dan, facing the crimson blade that could crack the sky, he couldn't help but turn pale, and he barely used Penglai Immortal Dao Divine Power to pay a forbidden place, and before he could support it for a moment under the sword of the wind remnant sky, he was slashed in the arm, but the Taoist robe on his body exuded gold lines, resisting the sword and flying straight out of the ring.

Monk Penglai stood up from the edge of the ring, his robe shattered, turning into pieces of jade silk, obviously with a layer of formation patterns attached, able to resist a fatal blow.

The wind remnant sky ignored it and ran out with the red moon in his hand.

In another ring, Ye Shatian stood in the void, slender and tall but not rugged, like an eagle in the night, cold and arrogant but domineering, and he exuded a strong force that was proud of the world.

Behind him, there was a Void Gate, a purple-robed true immortal sat cross-legged, filled with a desolate and simple atmosphere, the purple-robed true immortal opened his eyes, and his eyes like a red sun shot out a piece of purple light pouring out of the void gate, enveloping the entire ring.

He stands in the void, like the overlord of the nine heavens and ten earths, looking down on his opponent and making him submit.

Feng Wu is like a fairy in the world, her opponent is very strong, from the Qingliang Sect, she belongs to the descendants of the silver-blooded clan, but she is indifferent, stretches out her jade finger, and bursts out of immortal light.

The silver-blooded monk roared angrily, the silver-blooded clan belonged to the top bloodline of the Qingliang Sect, the darling of the Great Dao, and the silver-blooded blood could evolve many magical powers.

Roar!

He let out a long roar, absorbing the Endless Dao and incarnating into the Silver Armor God of War, with various Dao patterns engraved on the battle armor like talismans, which was unmatched.

But Feng Wu's fingertips fairy light is so casual, a beam of morning light that pierces the dawn almost pierces people's eyes, when people look again, the fairy light exudes a colorful luster, such as the fairy rainbow hanging upside down in the sky, stained with silver blood at the end, directly piercing the monk's arm, spreading the fairy rainbow with the luster of the fairy road, shocked, directly shocked the silver-blooded monk out of the ring.

Soon, the people of the Qingliang Sect quickly supported the silver-blooded monk, and there was still a remnant of immortal aura on his wound, which was very sacred, and it was more noble than silver-blood.

However, it was only a hole in his right arm, and the silver-blooded elder of the Qingliang Sect checked the injuries of the family disciples, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and said words of gratitude to Feng Wu, it was not easy to get the mercy of Penglai Immortal's subordinates.

Boom!

There is also a ring, there is the sound of the roar of the mountains and seas, a young monk, black hair and black eyes, cold eyes condensed a contempt for the common people's indifference, he formed a mountain and sea seal in his hand, the mysterious Dao seal jumped out in his hand, turned into a mountain and sea, there is a simple Dao pattern inlay, landed from under the nine heavens, and directly blasted the opponent away.

There are also Yusheng Xiao Gongsun Long Xia Jiuyou Chen Banxian Yu Xizhao Fang Lin and other monks, they face the opponent, go all out, take advantage from the beginning, and blast the opponent away with strong cultivation and win.

Chen Yu stood in the stands like this, his blood and qi surging, like a fierce beast with a thirst for war, his eyes were full of fighting intent, and he couldn't wait to rush down immediately and fight with these heroes.

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