Five days passed in a blink of an eye.
Primordial Immortal Sect Outside the mountain gate, above the originally empty void, a huge arena suspended out of thin air has appeared.
The arena was cut from a single piece of Darksteel Azure Stone by the Primordial Immortal Sect, a supreme elder of the Body Integration Realm himself.
The surface of the arena is engraved with reinforcement formations, and a coiling dragon stone pillar is erected around each side. Four Luminous Pearl are hung on the top of the pillars, illuminating the entire arena in detail.
This time Primordial Dao Sect and Violet Cloud Heavenly Palace jointly went to the gate of the Primordial Immortal Sect Mountain to denounce.
This behavior can already be called a slap in the face.
We must fight back thoroughly to save face.
Therefore, the result of the Elder Hall's discussion is that a big scene must be held so that everyone can see it clearly.
Under the arena.
The disciples of the three sects have already formed their own formations.
The Violet Cloud Heavenly Palace side, known for its combat prowess, sent six people to the disciple candidate area to wait silently.
Primordial Dao Sect only sent four people, but their aura was equally impressive.
In comparison, Primordial Immortal Sect is a little more depressing.
In the past five days, the disciples in the sect who meet the bone age requirements have been screened one by one, and only a few can be used.
On the opposite side, the aura of everyone sitting cross-legged in front of the two sects was terrifyingly heavy, especially the two leaders of the two sects.
All the disciples can see that it is definitely the strength of the Body Integration Realm.
Body Integration Realm under 100 years old.
Looking at the entire Southern Dan Prefecture, they are all geniuses who appear once in a century.
On the opposite side, he took out two in one breath.
"Primordial Immortal Sect There are quite a few people here today." Nine Tribulations High Person glanced at the other side and sneered, "I just don't know if there are half as many people who can fight."
Rainbow Daoist sat on top of Scarlet Firmament Flying Boat with a calm expression. "Don't underestimate the enemy."
After a long time, a voice slowly came out from deep inside the mountain gate. "Everyone, I've been waiting for a long time."
Li Fuguang walked out of the mountain gate on golden lotus, followed by Black Crane and other figures.
Beside him, there were several more young disciples, all of whom had been temporarily brought out from various peaks in the past few days.
The leader of the disciples was a young man with a cold face.
Chen Ping'an of Heavenly Sword Peak, apprenticed to Heavenly Sword Peak elder Wu Qingfeng.
His strength is not revealed at all.
But everyone sitting here knows that this Chen Ping'an was already Spirit Transformation Peak twenty years ago.
It is still unknown whether it has gone a step further and is better than its predecessor.
He was ordered by Li Fuguang and specially called back from his mission. He just returned to the clan yesterday.
The other people's eyes were also full of fighting spirit, but many of them looked nervous and apprehensive.
Li Fuguang walked to the west side of the ring and glanced at the young but imposing faces in front of the second sect array opposite, a trace of solemnity flashed deep in his eyes.
He quickly looked away and gave a casual smile.
"Now that everyone is here, let's follow the rules. The bone age is limited to a hundred years. No matter life or death, the winner will keep the challenge."
"I, Primordial Immortal Sect, will send out ten people, and the total number of your two groups shall not exceed ten."
Li Fuguang paused, and his smile faded a bit:
"Without further ado, who comes first?"
Li Fuguang After finishing his words, the eyes of the three sect disciples all converged on the green and black arena, and even the sound of the wind stopped for a moment.
Primordial Immortal Sect In front of the formation, a young man with short hair took a deep breath and stepped forward.
Yang Gu!
Rewards and Punishments Hall disciple.
After the Four Directions Secret Realm group, Yang Gu began to become famous, reaching the level of Spirit Transformation Seventh Layer in just one year.
With this speed, Primordial Immortal Sect ranks among the best in the past 100 years.
Opposite.
Primordial Dao Sect In the formation, a figure in blue and white robes rose into the air and landed lightly on the east side of the ring.
That is a handsome man, he looks to be in his early twenties, but his strength has already reached Spirit Transformation Eighth Layer
Yang Gu sensed the aura of cultivation that was a step above him the moment the opponent landed.
It's only one level higher, so it's not a big difference.
At this level, the test is the gap between the purity of Spiritual Power and the perception of Principle.
"Primordial Immortal Sect, Yang Gu." He cupped his fists and spoke in a steady voice.
The handsome man raised his eyelids and glanced at him lightly, without returning the gift or signing up:
"Let's take action and end it as soon as possible. Everyone's time is precious."
Primordial Immortal Sect The expressions of many disciples in front of the formation changed on the spot.
In the ring, humiliating someone before fighting has already made it clear that you don't take others seriously.
Yang Gu's expression remained unchanged and he took action directly.
Putting his right foot on the ground, he sprinted forward with his whole body close to the ground. He thrust his right palm forward, compressed the khaki aura into a thin layer and wrapped it in the palm of his hand, and slapped the opponent's front door with one palm.
The handsome man did not dodge or evade, he just raised two fingers and flicked it lightly.
"Boom!!"
Yang Gu only felt a huge force blasting from the palm of his hand. His whole arm was instantly numb, and his body flew back dozens of feet and hit the edge of the ring hard. The formations protecting the ring were all lit up by the impact.
He turned over and stood up, looked down and saw that his palms were cracked and blood was dripping from his fingers.
"Is this enough strength?" The handsome man still stood on the same spot, not moving his sleeves very much, "You Primordial Immortal Sect have been picking for so long, you can't be at this level, right?"
Yang Gu stared at him coldly, shook off the blood on his hands, and slowly lowered his weight.
"Come again!"
Yang Gu stamped his feet on the ring.
The power exploded, and the leg of his calf pants was stretched to the point of exploding, and his body flew away like a cannonball.
The handsome man snorted coldly, opened his right hand, and a red fire shield formed in the palm of his hand, with a blue and white flame heart in the middle. The heat wave forced the air around the ring to distort.
Yang Gu bumped into him very quickly and punched the fire shield in the middle.
"Bang--!"
Tongues of flames crawled up his arms, and the flesh smelled of burning.
Yang Gu didn't retreat, he just gritted his teeth and pushed his right fist forward inch by inch.
The cracks on the fire shield spread from the center to all sides, and finally exploded with hot debris, rolling back toward the handsome man.
The face of the handsome man changed slightly, and he stepped back. The robe on his chest was torn open by the wind of the fist, revealing a piece of burned red skin underneath.
Primordial Immortal Sect In front of the formation, some disciples couldn't help but shout "Hello".
Yang Gu's right arm was half burnt, and there were more than a dozen wounds of varying depths on his forearm and fist surface.
But at this time, Yang Gu had a sneer on his lips and whispered:
"Come again!!"
The handsome man's eyes have turned cold.
He raised one hand, and flames surged up from the bottom of his robe like snakes, converging into nine arm-thick fire snakes, and rushed towards Yang Gu from nine directions at the same time.
This time, Yang Gu moved faster than the fire snake.
He had been holding down the useless Earth Element Spiritual Power for the first half of the game, and at this moment they all exploded.
The whole figure was like a meteorite, ignoring all attacks and heading straight towards the handsome man.
The handsome man obviously did not expect that Yang Gu would choose such a strategy of trading injuries for lives. His pupils shrank, and his hands quickly formed a seal on his chest. A crimson Spiritual Power barrier just took shape...
Yang Gu's knees have arrived.
This knee broke the barrier.
The handsome man staggered back, and Yang Gu's right fist followed closely, carrying his whole body's weight and punching him in the chest.
The handsome man spurted out a mouthful of blood, slid back dozens of feet, and knelt on one knee. Two deep marks were plowed out of the stone slab under his feet.
The nine fire snakes shattered inch by inch the moment he was hit.
Yang Gu looked down at his injury, then raised his head and raised his chin towards the person on the ground:
"Come again!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Gu bullied me again!
A hint of panic finally flashed through the handsome man's eyes.
He forced himself to slap his hands on the ground, and flew backwards. At the same time, he mobilized the remaining Spiritual Power to form three fire shields in front of him.
But Yang Gu just raised his left hand and waved it lightly. Before the three fire shields were fully formed, they were smashed to pieces by his palm.
Yang Gu is close!
The two looked at each other for a moment.
The handsome man clearly saw the fierceness in Yang Gu's eyes and was about to shout.
But before the sound came out, Yang Gu's eyes flashed fiercely, and his left hand had already drawn out the long sword from his waist.
The sword flashed and the tip of the sword sank three inches into the Dantian!
The sea of qi is shattered!
The handsome man's eyes were about to burst, but the pain made his legs weaken and he knelt down on the ring.
His arrogant cultivation level was rapidly declining.
Yang Gu finally stopped, and the last blow was thrust with the sword.
If you use boxing to directly break the Dantian, there will be no way to repair it.
Although the current stab wound was severe, the elixir could still heal it.
Yang Gu turned around.
He raised the bloody sword and pointed it in the direction of the Primordial Dao Sect, with no trace of fatigue in his eyes:
"One more!"