Quiescence.

Deathly silence.

Everyone opened their mouths wide, stared at the Linglong pagoda that slipped into a foot-high pagoda in the air, swallowed their saliva with great difficulty, and couldn't extricate themselves from the shock for a long time.

How can these three truths be so powerful?

Ming Chong is not a crooked melon and winter date, but a real seventh-layer late-stage immortal cultivator of Qi refining, who has Kongtong secret methods and inheritance treasures on his body, and is regarded as the core figure of the younger generation, and a powerful contender for the head of the next generation, but he was beaten by the simple three blows of the three truths of scattered cultivation, and he vomited blood and fainted, how did they accept this?

That Linglong Pagoda is not a mortal thing, there are two divine fires on it, and Zheng Zhengyu enables him to fight beyond the ranks, which is also understandable. But how can he be so strong, ignoring the gap between the two ranks, and directly beating Ming Chong without the power to fight back?

When they looked back at Zheng Zhenghao again and did not hesitate to take on the Kongtong challenge, everyone's eyes changed, this is simply a bamboo in their chests.

"In the first game, the three true victories of the scattered cultivators. Kong Guizi put away her shocked eyes, and announced in a smooth voice.

"Senior brother. When the Kongtong disciples heard that the competition was over, they immediately rushed into the arena like a tide, surrounded Ming Chong, and shouted with anxious faces.

"He's fine, it's just that his internal organs were shocked, and he can recuperate for a while. After checking it out, Mingjue breathed a sigh of relief and stood up. Suddenly turned around, two sharp eyes cut through the space and went straight to Zheng Zheng.

The latter stood there, majestic and immovable.

Mingjue slowly took two steps, his face was full of murderous intent and said: "Sanzhen, you really have good means and good intentions, but next, you will not be so lucky." ”

"Hmph. ”

His eyelids drooped slightly, and he said sharply, "You guys should come out next." ”

Zheng Zheng glanced at him meaningfully, the corners of his mouth suddenly cracked, and he said with a faint smile: "Since you are so impatient to lose again, then do as you wish." ”

He turned to Kongliuzi, bowed his head slightly, and said loudly: "Konggui Daoyou, the second competition can begin." ”

After saying this, Zheng Zheng turned around and left.

"Wait. Mingjue stretched out his right hand and shouted, "Return the Heaven Turning Seal to my Kongtong Dao Gate." ”

Zheng Zheng looked back, his eyes were full of disdain, and said: "Let's wait until you win this competition." The loser has no right to ask for anything else. ”

"You ......" Mingjue only felt that the sky was dark for a while, his chest was blocked, and his face instantly turned purple.

Zheng Zheng returned to the place where he gathered, all with smiles on his face, and the peacock kissed him twice happily, and giggled: "Brother, you have experienced harm so much, when will I be able to experience harm like you." ”

"Practice well, and you'll be able to catch up soon. Zheng Zheng touched the peacock's green hair, then nodded to the old demon, and in the disappointed eyes of Fakong and Qingluo, he said with a smile: "I didn't want Gujun to appear so early, but this Mingjue is a hard bone, it's hard to gnaw, you better save your mana and prepare for the next team battle." ”

"Kongtong wants to end us in the third battle, well, let's beat him 3-0 in turn, I think the expressions of those monks must be very exciting. Zheng Zheng smiled a little.

The old demon deliberately stretched his waist and stretched his body, and then sighed again and again: "Good guy, it's not easy for this gentleman, since I kept up with you, I haven't really fought against you yet, I hope this Mingjue won't be too much." ”

Zheng Zheng was a little speechless and said: "Demon Lord, take it easy, I have shown my old bottom, you have to save your strength." ”

The old demon glared at Zheng Zheng and scolded with a smile: "Don't fool me here." ”

With Zheng Zheng's grinning expression and the cheers of everyone, the bone demon finally stepped into the battlefield. He didn't look at Ming Jue at all, he just raised his sword eyebrows, and said with a cold aura all over his body: "Boy, let the horse come." ”

Seeing that the bone demon was so arrogant and rude, the anger that had just calmed down rushed out of his head again, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, good, good ......"

The two started a duel, and the monks in the field did not dare to make assertions because of the experience of Ming Chong's previous car, coupled with the hidden strength of the old demon and the fact that he was also the late stage of Qi refining at the seventh level.

It's just that judging from the weird and gloomy aura on the bone demon's body, I'm afraid this will be a bitter battle.

Sure enough, the Bone Demon and Mingjue cultivated equally, the sky was dark, the sun and the moon were dark, and everyone who watched it was fascinated, especially Mingjue's various secret methods and magic weapons continued one after another, which also made Zheng Zheng and others deeply appreciate what is called historical accumulation and Taoist heritage.

It's just a pity that although Mingjue is like a peacock opening the screen, he is in the limelight, but the actual battle result is still shocking, from beginning to end, the old demon who only uses a hundred poisonous cold light banners is stunned to beat Mingjue, who jumped up and down, into a serious injury, and was poisoned by a hundred insects, unconscious.

As soon as this result came out, everyone was in an uproar, and then fell into a long silence.

Kongtong's first and second masters retreated with serious injuries one after another, but the other party was not affected much at all. I thought that it would be a crushing competition, but the stars changed, and Kongtong was going to be out.

Judging from the current trend, there is no suspense at all in the next team battle.

The Kongtong disciples worked together, wanting to survive the team battle, and insisted on the fourth one-on-one competition. It's a pity that Zheng Zheng and the old devil didn't give a chance at all, and as soon as they got on the field, they hit a master strongly, and the morale of Kongtong Daomen hit the bottom, and within a few minutes, they were beaten to the ground and retreated.

Zheng Zheng barely made any effort to win two fragments. As a result, he had three pieces in his hands.

Everyone present looked at Zheng Zheng and the others with complicated eyes.

The rise of this team has been unstoppable. The most urgent thing is how to restrain them. Especially if there is a fragment of the Dao Gate, he is even more secretly vigilant, and plans to study the countermeasures after he goes back.

"Hahaha. Everyone laughed to welcome the triumphant return of the old devil, especially Zheng Zheng, who took out a few glow-in-the-dark cups from the ring, and then took out a bottle of fruit wine, and after it was full, he handed it to everyone and said with a smile: "I wish you all a victory, and we will make persistent efforts in the next game." ”

"Dry. ”

"Dry. ”

Everyone was arrogant, and if there was no one there drinking celebratory wine, the heroic and free style attracted the eyes of some monks to move their eyes to them, but the Kongtong faction left gloomily, but no one cared about them.

Success and defeat, the law of the forest, even in the world of cultivating immortals, is also popular, and it is more cruel and direct.

Zheng Zheng finished drinking a glass of wine, looked at the sky, and stared at the ethereal palace on the top of the mountain, which was like Qiong Yao in the sky, majestic and gorgeous. There is also the towering divine sword, as if it was inserted straight into the palace, showing its edge.

A fiery light flashed in his eyes, this sword, this palace, he was bound to get.