At the same time as Wangliang Sect Qi Condensation was competing, Ten-Step Academy in front of a small courtyard, a young monk carrying a huge sword box was talking in a low voice with two monks standing outside the door. After saying a few words, he pushed open the courtyard and walked in. The courtyard was full of green trees, thick shade and cool. This was a quadrangle courtyard. There was no one in the courtyard. There were many spiritual herbs planted on the ground in the courtyard. The areas were neatly separated, green and green, with a gentle fragrance in the breeze. It was very quiet and elegant. The monk had no intention of staying at all. He just looked at the direction of the courtyard, then walked towards a house with his legs up and pushed Opening the house, the interior is antique, with hollow window lattice, dark-colored long table surrounded by several antique-colored armchairs, elegant screens, elegant shape, exquisite craftsmanship, with a strong oriental culture and aesthetic charm.
After the monk carrying the sword box entered the room, he walked straight behind the screen. Behind the screen, there was a bookshelf, which was filled with classics. He went to the bookshelf and took out a classic, and then started to read it carefully. When he turned to one of the pages, he would gather his spiritual power with his hands and click on a certain word. After the word made a circle of ripples, it disappeared from the line, causing the line of words to be interrupted and disordered. In this way, he kept flipping through the pages and clicking, and certain words in the lines kept disappearing. After he clicked thirteen times in a row, the classics in his hands turned into purple light and disappeared without a trace. The bookshelf in front of him twisted for a while, revealing a black hole glowing with purple light. The black hole slowly rotated, seeming to lead to the endless void. The monk with the negative sword box stepped in and disappeared without a trace. After he entered, the black hole twisted a few times and disappeared without a trace, and the bookshelf just now appeared there again, with the rows of standing books on it still the same.
Under a gray sky, there are bare gray mountains everywhere, and the peaks are endless. At the top of a gray mountain, after a distortion of the space, a monk carrying a sword box walked out, and on the cliff in front of him, there was a young man with sword-browed eyebrows standing with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance.
"Brother, Elder Xing asked me to tell you that Wangliang Sect used monk Qi Condensation Stage to participate in the Wheel of Life and Death. He is now in the selection process." The monk with the sword box saw no surprise in front of the sword-browed man with bright eyes and green face who seemed to be waiting for someone. He took a step forward and said respectfully.
"Oh, have you fallen into the urn?" The young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes said calmly without turning his head, his voice neither surprised nor happy.
"Then do we need to inform the senior brothers from Taixuan Sect and Pure Land Sect?" the monk with the sword box asked carefully.
"They, they are still in those places. I will talk to them then." The voice of the young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes remained the same, but his eyes moved further away.
The monk carrying the sword box followed the eyes of the young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. From time to time, there were faint roars coming from the gray mountains in the distance, and various spiritual energy fluctuations flashed across the sky at the same time.
And below the peak of the sword-browed and bright-eyed young man, there are dozens of monks dressed in Killing Intent, full of blood, their gray clothes are somewhat damaged, and many of them are stained with blood. They all stand expressionless, and their spiritual pressure is at the tenth level of Qi Condensation Stage.
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Looking dozens of meters away, a Buli Peak monk was looking towards him with a slightly blue face. A cloud of insects buzzed and flapped its wings above his head, but it did not attack Li Yan.
Li Yan had no expression on his face and no movement was seen. The feet of the monk opposite him suddenly sank. The monk was obviously on guard and had risen into the air. The insect cloud also suddenly flew towards Li Yan, however, at this moment, a large piece of yellow sand above the insect cloud appeared under the hood. The insect cloud made a sharp hiss and rushed through the yellow sand to attack Li Yan, but many of them fell down during the attack.
Buli Peak monk dodged the "Quicksand Technique" under his feet and floated dozens of meters to one side. As soon as he landed, a warning sign suddenly occurred in his heart, but before he could react, a stream of smoke penetrated the corners of his trousers from the bottom of his feet. He yelled "no", but it was too late. He hurriedly took out Pill and swallowed it, but after just two breaths, his heart spasmed, and he threw the elixir bottle away with a loud cry of pain, and his pupils turned white as snow.
At this moment, the blue light shield flashed, and a figure appeared here. It was the monk Foundation Establishment who was the supervisor of this station. He knocked the person unconscious with a palm, and then waved his sleeve, and the remaining insect clouds in the sky and the Gu insects on the underground layer disappeared. He raised his head and glanced at Li Yan, and said "Thirty-three wins", then he carried the monk and flew to the Void Pavilion. Supervising the battle Foundation Establishment, the monk was depressed. As long as this person is on the field, no matter where he is on the battlefield, if the opponent is poisoned, most of them need to be sent to the Golden Core Realm elders can only solve them. Most of them are because they can get rid of some poisons with spiritual power or some antidotes. But for other poisons, even Foundation Establishment monks are not sure to remove them in a short time. However, this kid can only release poisons and cannot detoxify them.
At this time, there were loud discussions in various areas in the audience. Apparently, more and more people were watching Li Yan's game. This could not be helped by Li Yan, who had already attracted a lot of people's attention after he had used the Twelve Fragments several times.
"This young uncle has won again. Is it impossible to defeat him even if his level is higher?" A monk asked curiously.
"Look what you said, didn't he also lose a few games? But it seems that it is basically difficult to win below the late tenth level of Qi Condensation Stage," said the mature-looking monk.
"What the senior brother said is that most of the games this person lost were at the hands of the Tenth Level Dzogchen. Most of them were due to him voluntarily admitting defeat shortly after the fierce battle." Another person said unceremoniously.
"But this person is so evil. His Divine Sense poison control skills are really invisible. He has already killed more than a dozen senior brothers. He is not from the ninth or tenth level."
"The main reason is that his magic power is evil. He is obviously at the mid-sixth level of Qi Condensation, and the quality of his spiritual energy is the same, but he can drag it down to the early tenth level, and even the middle-level brother has no temper. This is such a profound spiritual power.
"He should be at the late seventh level of Qi Condensation. I heard this from a Foundation Establishment master. He has a way to hide his skills. I can't see it. But even so, it's just as you said. Hey, if the seventh level can hold down the mid to late eighth level, it's pretty good."
Li Yan returned to the area where Small Bamboo Peak was with a calm expression. Wei Chituo and the others smiled at him as usual, and Li Yan smiled in return. Then he took the time to sit cross-legged and meditate to recover. In the past few days, as the number of people became smaller and smaller, and the fighting became more and more intense, he had to seize every moment to recover.
What he didn't notice was that a pair of beautiful eyes were staring at him with increasing curiosity.
Li Yan has been completely integrated into the battle in the past few days, becoming more and more skillful. Gui Water True Scripture is becoming more and more proficient in cooperating with Zhili Twelve. However, he only uses the earth spiritual roots more and no longer reveals his Mixed Spirit Root. This makes many people think that he is Earth Spirit Root of the three elements of water, wood and earth.
Li Yan also began to continuously use the twelve branches to cooperate with the three-series magic. The most chilling thing about him is the poison controlled by Divine Sense. Wherever he goes, the poison controlled by Divine Sense may be quietly left behind, or it can be activated underground with "Quicksand Technique", or in the air with "Cloud Rain Technique", or Use "Wind Blade Art" to activate it in the wind. As long as the opponent accidentally stands where he is walking, and if Divine Sense does not carefully detect whether there is any residual magic, then it only takes a little, a trace to quickly activate the poison of Divine Sense's control, and the next moment will be the opponent's unlucky moment.
Li Yan also summed up a set of attack techniques. As soon as he entered the battlefield, he would quickly fly around the battlefield for several times, making the opponent scold him for being shameless. He didn't know where Li Yan left a secret door. In this way, they must always turn on the protective aura, release Divine Sense from time to time, and always pay attention to whether they have entered the area where Li Yan has passed. They can also store toxins in other areas, but they cannot be activated remotely. Those toxins will evaporate on their own in a short time, unless they cast a huge amount of toxins to cover the entire battlefield, but they do not have that much magic power.
These monks who are fighting against Li Yan must capture Li Yan as soon as possible while fully turning on the protective aura and Divine Sense. Otherwise, all their spiritual power will be exhausted in just a few hours. But Li Yan used the method of fighting and protection. The headache-inducing rain curtain could not be penetrated for a moment. However, Li Yan's mana was greatly inconsistent with his realm. Several tenth-level junior and middle-level monks relied on their deep mana to come up with a powerful attack. Huge spiritual treasures and magic spells all come out, trying to knock Li Yan down in just a few encounters, but Li Yan, apart from the troublesome rain curtain, is just too slippery to hold back. Earth-Escape Technique and quicksand spells are used alternately, so you don't dare to get too close.
The Buli Peak monk just now was also in the middle of the tenth level. After using a powerful magic spell, he was embarrassedly resisted by Li Yan. The insect cloud was also resisted by Li Yan's earth-type yellow sand. There were dozens of them.
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A Gu insect passed through, but in the end it fell paralyzed in the rain and fell to the ground into a big pile of gray matter. In the end, it wasn't that the monk didn't want to release the protective spiritual light and drive more insect clouds, but that Li Yan had gone through all the areas of the battle platform in his memory. He had no more spiritual power and spiritual consciousness, so in the end, although there were warning signs in his heart, he was already weak and empty, and he was still poisoned by Li Yan's spiritual consciousness control.
And those Foundation Establishment monks who monitor the station already know that as long as they are poisoned, they can announce that the game is over, and they will appear on the field as soon as possible to knock this person out.
Now that monks from various peaks see Li Yan, they pay more attention to him and many people are scolding him for being shameless. However, no one is sure that they can kill Li Yan in a few encounters, unless it is monk Foundation Establishment.
But what they don't know is that there are actually only two kinds of toxins in Li Yan that can be controlled by Divine Sense. One is to deal with Zhou Guan'er's poison that causes people to lose their minds, turn their eyes pure white, and attack all living things in sight. He named it "Eye Eyes Conveying Love", which made the monks who heard the name of this poison in the future feel even more shameless to Li Yan. Another type of poison is called "Singing All the Way". This poison Li Yan was one of the earlier ones tested on the Small Bamboo Peak back mountain platform. It can penetrate into the interior along the stems and leaves of plants and the pores of the human body, liquefy the trunks of plants and animals from the inside out, and finally turn into a pool of black water. But this kind of poison is too overbearing. Li Yan has never dared to use it in this competition. He is afraid that if he uses it, the opponent may die before the Golden Core Realm monk can wait. However, he does not know how to detoxify and cannot relieve the opponent in time.
Li Changting kicked the ground under his feet, his smooth, white and round calves exposed from the hem of his robe from time to time. "This kid is interesting. He even failed in the mid-10th level of Dingzhi. Junior Sister Min, I think he may catch up with Wuyi from my family in the future."
Zhao Min felt a chill in his heart, and thought to himself, "You are just like your aunt, you speak without reservation, especially the way your aunt looks at Wei Zhongran."
She looked at Li Changting "Senior Sister Li, that kid is not as good as Li Wuyi, he is not ruthless enough. Li Wuyi is participating in the Qi Condensation Stage competition for the first time, and a few of his men are not seriously injured. But I really hope That kid can participate in the Wheel of Life and Death, so maybe he can give it a try. "Zhao Min always feels that Li Yan has many methods that he hasn't used yet, and even Qi Condensation Stage may not be able to gain success even if he uses them to the tenth level.
"Yes, yes, no one in my family is a man. I like his hypocrisy the most."
Zhao Min was speechless for a while, and his body trembled.
The moon sets and the sun rises, and another two days pass. When the huge moon rises to the zenith, the competition comes to its final moment. At this time, there are still 140 monks. Many of these people have just fought two or three games, winning or losing.
Li Yan looked at the blue light flowing on the blue screen and slowly condensed into two lines of words "thirty-three" versus "four hundred and five", and listened to the sound of "Signed, seventeen battle stages, thirty-three versus four hundred and five" in his ears.