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A red light lit up on Li Mu's red fire stick, and this light was very faint, only illuminating a region around Li Mu's body.

He looked a little more embarrassed than Fang Cai, his face was covered in black ash, his shoes were missing, and his clothes were torn in many places.

But Li Mu's whole state was still very full, his eyes were extremely bright, staring closely at Qian Yue, who was meditating on the ground and had just opened his eyes.

Qian Yue barely squeezed out a smile on his face, and asked with an ugly face, "Where did Senior Brother Li learn the flying technique?"

Li Mu didn't answer, but asked rhetorically, "Where did this senior brother learn the Five Elements Spell?"

Spells that can unify the power of the five elements into one can only be mastered at least after the monk has built a foundation. Qian Yue, as a cultivator in the mortal stage, was able to release such a subtle Five Elements Spell, which was also an unreasonable thing in itself, so Li Mu asked.

And compared to the art of flight, the mastery of the Five Elements Spell is a little more difficult - Li Mu, as a second-grade rune master, has mastered the high-level spirit runes ranked below 1,000, and the most complex one is only Yuan Li, which has both three attributes, which shows the difficulty of harmonizing the five elements.

The kind of spirit rune that has the power of the five elements at the same time is ranked at least within a hundred, and non-senior third-grade rune masters can't master it.

By analogy, the Five Elements Spell can only be mastered by a monk in the late stage of foundation building or even the Jindan period, and it is even more incredible that he can use this technique so skillfully at the peak of his transformation.

Qian Yue's face changed, and then he skipped the topic directly, and said with a faint smile: "Senior Brother Li's creation is amazing, and Senior Brother is willing to bow down, so he will admit defeat." ”

At this time, the Yuan Force in Qian Yue's body had not yet recovered to thirty percent, and the Heavenly Thunder Son and the Five Elements Spell that he relied on had already been used, but he still couldn't pose a threat to you, so he decisively admitted defeat.

Dignity needs strong strength to defend, and if you are not as strong as others, then you don't want this useless dignity. The black-clothed ghosts are the best at judging the situation and seeing the wind and rudder, how can they not know this truth.

After hearing this person's words of admitting defeat, Li Mu had no excitement in his heart, nor did he have any disdain. He had already expected the outcome of this battle, and he also recognized the black-clothed ghost Qian Yue's person.

This is just an ordinary competition, the winner will not get any additional glory except for a sect token, and the loser will only lose a token and some yuan power that can be replenished in a short time.

Qian Yue didn't want to lose but still lost, he could only accept the situation indifferently; Li Mu wanted to feel the real threat but didn't get his wish, so he was a little regretful, and he was not excited about victory.

However, this is no pointless competition. Because in addition to the two of them, there are two other people who have experienced this competition throughout the whole process-

After Qian Yue said to admit defeat, he untied his token from his waist and handed it to Li Mu.

Li Mu put away the token and turned to leave.

Qian Yue's voice sounded again: "Senior Brother Li is willing to cooperate with me and do a great job in that blood demon trial?"

This black-clothed ghost has amazing strength in itself, and ordinary monks in the early stage of foundation building are afraid that they are not his opponents, and Li Mu has just defeated him with his own hands. If the two join forces, I'm afraid that the ordinary barbarian demon trifecta will not be their opponent, and they will have a lot to do in that blood demon trial.

Li Mu didn't turn around, turned his back to Qian Yue and asked, "How did this senior brother know that I would go to the Blood Demon Trial? Even if I really want to go, why do I have to cooperate with you?"

"Senior Brother Li is so belligerent, don't you dare to comprehend the combat power of the demon clan elite? I heard that Senior Brother Li defeated many demon clan geniuses on that Beiquan Mountain, and he even made an agreement with a demon cultivator to divide the victory and defeat in the blood demon trial?"

Qian Yue's words were faint, but the information revealed was really a lot.

Li Mu smiled faintly, turned to look at Qian Yue, and asked casually: "As long as this senior brother successfully enters the top two hundred of this big competition, the sect will go all out to cultivate and help you build a foundation, so why go to the Blood Demon Trial to take risks?"

"I was entrusted to go to Luoxian Island to pick up something in person-I have said all I have to say, Senior Brother Li is willing to cooperate with me?"

Li Mu turned around and said as he walked: "Senior brother is so invited, Li Mou is all about it, let's talk about it in detail then." ”

There was a deep self-confidence and even pride hidden between the words of these two people, and they didn't pay attention to the conditions for entering the blood demon trial-Dabi top thirty. And the two obviously just had a big fight, and in a blink of an eye, they were able to discuss cooperation with the harmonious people, is this driven by temperament or interests?

Cultivators are probably a little more cunning than the shrewdest businessmen in the world.

......

Daytime.

On an unknown hill.

Liu Xianyuan stood on top of a boulder sticking outward, and at his feet, he still stepped on the astonishingly large broadsword.

This boulder volleyed out of the air, and dozens of feet below was a reckless sea of forest trees.

The height of dozens of zhang is not enough to kill a mortal monk.

Liu Xianyuan looked down carefully for a long time, and after lightly kicking the broadsword, he snorted softly to himself.

Then he bent down, picked up the giant sword with a gentle movement, put it horizontally on his waist, and strode into the distance.

Not far from the direction he went, there stood a continuous mountain range, each of which was hundreds of zhang high, and even more than three thousand zhang high.

The mountains stood majestically, silently, as if calling to him.

......

Canglan Riverside.

Guo Hongming was dressed in red, and the red silk in her hand danced, like a red lotus blooming, crushing the enemy opposite her to the point that she was powerless.

I don't know what grade of magic weapon this woman is using with red silk, and it is so powerful that it exudes yuan power fluctuations similar to four-grade spells. And the look on her face was extremely relaxed, and she didn't look like she had consumed a trace of Yuan Force.

Unconsciously, this woman has also become a powerful Mortal Peak Cultivator, and among her peers, she is also a leader.

Dozens of breaths later, the sword cultivator opposite Guo Hongming couldn't defend himself, and was hit hard by her red silk in the waist, and after his body was hit several feet in the air, he fell straight down.

After a few breaths, the disciple barely stood up from the ground with the help of his sword, and he was very unwilling to admit defeat.

Guo Hongming's face was frosty, and after taking his sect token with a faint expression, he floated away.

......

Xue Chucai had a black flame in his hand, and lightly slapped the opponent's long sword in front of him aside, and choked this person's throat with his hand.

His movements were very fast, and after the disciple stabbed out with a sword, he couldn't react at all, and was caught in the air by Xue Chucai with one hand, unable to move at all.

The black flames were like living creatures, and they all retracted into Xue Chucai's right hand. No one noticed that an extremely faint trace of black flame had penetrated the disciple's ear.

That disciple is also a person with good strength, he has defeated several cultivators of the same level these days, and captured as many as six tokens, he originally wanted to get the last token under Xue Chucai, but he didn't expect to be defeated so simply.

This is simply no power to resist - after being held in the air by Xue Chucai, and finding that he was weak and unable to use even a single inch of Yuan Force, the disciple's face turned red, and he hurriedly opened his mouth to admit defeat.

Xue Chucai showed a strange smile on his face, and with his handsome and peerless face, this smile was faintly a little demonic. He lowered the disciple to the ground, retrieved his sect token, and then turned and left.

"Twenty-seventh. ”

Xue Chucai read out this number in a low voice, I don't know what it represents?

......

Until this time, the Xuanming Sect's big competition had lasted for nearly a month, and most of the disciples had been eliminated or had achieved their goals and returned to the sect.

On the periphery of the "ring", almost all the monks in the early and middle stages of Huafan have returned, and most of the monks in the late stage of Huafan have dispersed, and only a very small number of people have not left, but have entered the ring belonging to the peak monks of Huafan and began to challenge the remaining monks.

Li Mu met a late-stage cultivator who came to challenge him.

This is a very young disciple, judging by his appearance, he should only be seventeen or eighteen years old-if the disciple of the Transformation Stage looks like he is only seventeen or eighteen years old, his real age is probably like this.

Therefore, this seventeen or eighteen-year-old has enough capital to be proud of, and he is also confident enough to feel that his strength is enough to fight against the monks at the peak of Huafan.

Not only that, but the more they got to the second half of this competition, the more powerful the peak monks who remained in the "ring" became, at least they were all the ones who had won a few battles.

Li Mu, who was standing in front of this young man, had obtained nearly thirty tokens with a complete victory record in these days.

So this talented young man was doomed to tragedy from the moment he met Li Mu.

This competition has completely become a confrontation like elders teaching juniors, Li Mu purely has the mentality of playing, and after fighting with this person for dozens of breaths, he put the red fire stick on his neck.

The young man named Bai Thirteen's face turned red, and he shimpered for a long time before admitting defeat and handing over his token.

However, Li Mu was able to accompany him to fight for so long, and he also saw the subtlety of this young man's spells, and he had some curiosity - this young man had cultivated to the late stage of transformation at a young age, not to mention the talent of spiritual roots, and the power of comprehension of spells was also very good.

Li Mu estimated that after he honed for a few more years and cultivated to the peak of the Transformation Mortal, it was estimated that he would be able to pose a lot of threat to himself.

The thirtieth token was opened, Li Mu turned to leave, but Bai Shisan asked: "Please also ask the senior brother to inform the honorable name, and the junior brother will come to see him in the future." ”

"Li Mu. ”

After all, he is a young and vigorous person, and he is probably still a little unconvinced. Li Mutou didn't look back, ready to look for the next opponent.

There are fewer and fewer disciples left, and it is no longer easy to find an opponent.

At this moment, a wave suddenly erupted from the sect token that Li Mu was hanging on his waist. Not far away, Bai Shisanyi, who was staring at Li Mu's back, was stunned, and also took out a sect token from his storage bag that he didn't know who it came from.

A voice sounded at the same time in the token in the hands of the two of them: "All the disciples who are still in the mountains, immediately rush to the 'Jade Picking Peak' to board the spirit boat and return to the sect." Those who do not arrive within three hours will be cancelled!"

In this "ring", there are still many people who are fighting fiercely, and after hearing the sound from the sect token, they are all stunned and stop moving.

Caiyu Peak is the first peak in the middle reaches of the Canglan River, as long as you stand in the open place in the middle reaches, you can clearly see where this peak is, so people in the sect can easily find here.

After Li Mu turned his head to look at the white thirteen, he identified the direction and walked towards the location of Caiyu Peak.

Bai Shisanyi gritted his teeth, simply followed behind Li Mu, and ran towards Caiyu Peak together.

This place is not far from Caiyu Peak, and three hours is more than enough.

......

On the jade peak, more than ten spirit boats floated side by side, and there were many disciples standing on them more or less.

Several purple-clad Jindan real people gathered on one of the spirit boats, talking about something.

At this moment, a blue light flashed in mid-air, and Cheng Qingyi's figure appeared out of thin air.

He was covered with blue light and a long sword, and if it weren't for the orchid finger pinched on his right hand, he was really a very chic swordsman.

Cheng Qingyi's figure floated to the Lingzhou, and several Jindan real people led by him hurriedly saluted.

He waved his hand casually at the group and said softly, "Go and find a disciple surnamed Li to come to see me—well, there is also a disciple with a white beard." ”

After saying this, Cheng Qingyi walked towards Lingzhou's cabin, ignoring these Jindan real people who looked at each other.

The disciple surnamed Li and the beard are both white...... The latter is okay, I'm afraid there are not ten people surnamed Li in this Xuanming faction, but also eight, should they all be brought to him?

Several real people knew that this true monarch in Tsing Yi had a strange temper, but they didn't dare to ask anything, so they could only watch him leave respectfully.

Then several people hurriedly discussed.

There were more and more people on the spirit boat, and during this time, several disciples with white beards boarded, all of whom were looking at these Jindan real people, which made them even more confused.

After discussing for a long time, there was no result, but suddenly one person blessed his soul and said, "Senior brothers, do you think there is any connection between this young disciple surnamed Li and the old disciple with white hair?"

The so-called young and old are just a broad concept for cultivators - these Jindan real people are all old monsters who are hundreds of years old, and when he says that his disciples are young or old here, he naturally refers to their appearance.

The old man on the side, who looked quite a bit immortal, had a bit of immortal wind and bone aura, and his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said, "What does Senior Brother Lingmeng think is the connection?"

Another interjected: "For example...... Did they fight?"

"That's right, it must have been these two people who fought to attract the attention of Master Tsing Yi, so I want to see them in person!"

"But how could the battle between the disciples of the mortal stage attract the attention of the great cultivators?"

Several people looked at each other and fell silent again.

After a while, the real person with a relatively old face said: "And regardless of whether the battle between the disciples of the Transformation Stage can attract the attention of the Great Cultivator, we can only think about it in this direction, so let's look for it like this." ”

Several people glanced at each other, and they all nodded yes.

At this moment, Li Mu was followed by Bai Thirteen, and the two boarded the spirit boat together. (To be continued.) )