The Divine Nine-Dragon Cauldron

Half a month later.

Flowing fairy sect, people's hearts are floating.

Many long-term retreat disciples are leaving the retreat at this moment, feeling restless and walking around each other.

Or learn from each other, or exchange ideas.

The reason is very simple, the five-year competition for immortal clouds is coming soon!

This is the grandest competition of Liuxianzong, bar none!

Those who pass will be eligible to enter the rumored ancient temple of Xianyun and obtain amazing fortune!

Once upon a time, a disciple of the seventh-rank Saint King entered it and obtained countless opportunities.

When she comes out, she will become a strong person in the Three Realms of Transforming Dragons!

Later, she became the elder of the sect!

She is the second elder of the sect!

A man whose life is a legend!

Now, the ancient temple of Immortal Cloud once every five years is about to come, and 20 people compete for the chance of fortune, and it is in front of them.

Perhaps, this is their chance to turn things around and travel for nine days!

The courtyard of the second elder.

Mo Wu bowed and stood behind Master's second elder, her beautiful eyes were full of worry: "Master, why did you leave the customs early?"

Because of leaving the customs early, the second elder's injury seems to be more serious.

The Second Elder's voice was like the sound of nature, soft and pleasant: "Look up some ancient books."

Mo Wu is as intelligent as dust: "An ancient book? About Qin Xian'er's dead phoenix bloodline?"

"En." The second elder nodded his chin slightly, and didn't explain much.

But a pair of pale eyes contained some doubts.

She took Qin Xian'er to retreat together just in case, but during the process of getting along, she discovered that Qin Xian'er's dead phoenix bloodline was somewhat unusual, so she gave up retreat and looked into ancient books.

Mo Wu was jealous in her heart, but the master still favored Su Yu as always!

"I hope he will not disappoint Master's kindness," Mo Wu said.

The second elder didn't respond, but said softly: "Xianyun ancient temple is also a place of good fortune for you, so tomorrow's Xianyun competition meeting, don't be careless."

"I understand! I will seize the opportunity, strive for a breakthrough, and get the qualification to enter the alliance!!" When Mo Wu mentioned the word alliance, his heart was shaken, and his eyes were unprecedentedly firm.

The second elder sighed softly: "I accept you as a disciple, it's not a private idea, you don't need to be attached to the alliance."

Mo Wu was silent, her eyes were as firm as ever.

The next day, the Fairy Cloud Contest, which everyone was looking forward to, finally came.

The suzerain, the ten elders of the sect, many managers, and all the disciples of the inner sect were present!

The grandeur of the scene was unprecedented.

Mo Wu looked around, feeling anxious.

Su Yu was not there!

Could it be that he failed to come back?

The second elder's eyes were pale, and there was also some worry.

Su Yu has worked hard so far, finally entered the Wutong Abyss, and survived successfully, and got the opportunity to participate in the Xianyun Competition Conference. It would be a pity if he was late!

"Since everyone has arrived, let's start." Sect Master Liuxian announced the start of the meeting indifferently.

The chief referee is Ruolan, the chairman of the Foreign Affairs Hall.

Flying over the center of the arena, he announced the rules with a blank face.

"The conference is divided into three rounds! The first two rounds of trials, the last round, and the finals!"

"In the first round of selection, the most outstanding person will be selected from among the sixth-level holy kings, and they will successfully enter the next round of selection. There will only be one person!"

Hearing this, the hearts of all the sixth-rank saint kings were awe-inspiring!

Out of hundreds of sixth-rank holy kings, only one can enter the next round of selection. The cruelty of the assessment is astounding.

"The specific assessment method, among the sects, will send a Xiaocheng seventh-rank saint king to sit in the arena, and the sixth-rank saint king disciples who participate in the selection will compete with the seventh-rank saint king. The more tricks they insist on in their hands, the better the results .”

Under the noses of the sect's high-level officials, it is hard to escape their judgment whether they have really made a move. Presumably no one would dare to cheat.

It's a fair move!

"Seventh-level Saint King?" Many Xiaocheng Sixth-level Saint King players were dry-tongued.

"I give up!" Soon, there were quite a few sage kings of the sixth rank who, after a moment of contemplation, rationally chose to give up.

The gap with the seventh-rank holy king is too large, and it is useless to come to power.

If you don't relax your mind and watch the battle carefully, such gains may be even greater.

In this way, only the Dacheng sixth-order saint king and the pinnacle sixth-order saint king are left, who have the heart to try.

Xi Ruolan's expression was flat: "I invite the deputy head of the alchemy hall, Wu Baiyi to sit in the arena!"

Wu Baiyi, about fifty years old, has a fair face and a calm demeanor.

He stood behind the Fifth Elder, standing side by side with Wei Kang, the eldest disciple of the Fifth Elder.

Wu Baiyi was promoted by the Fifth Elder, so he is naturally familiar with his disciple Wei Kang.

Hearing this, Wei Kang clasped his fists in congratulations: "Congratulations to Uncle Wu for taking on the great responsibility of the sect."

Wu Baiyi was also somewhat surprised, the choice of the person to guard the ring this time was decided immediately without prior notice.

With joy on his face, Wu Baiyi flew to sit in the arena.

With a faint smile on Wei Kang's face, he turned his head to a fat young man at the peak of the sixth heaven behind him and said, "Liu Qian, remember to behave well later, although Martial Uncle Wu won't let you down in front of high-level officials, but, Martial Uncle Wu's tricks, You are very familiar with it, and you have many advantages compared to ordinary people, so you will definitely be able to hold on to many tricks in his hands."

Liu Qian is the second disciple of the Fifth Elder and Wei Kang's junior.

The body is black and fat, shaped like a stone roller.

But the strength is very strong, at the peak of the sixth-level holy king, and only one step away from the seventh-level holy king.

Seeing that Uncle Wu was sitting in charge, his obese area exuded excitement, and he nodded his head in a hurry: "Yes! Senior Brother Wei!"

Turning his eyes slightly, Liu Qian tried to trick him and said, "If I encounter Su Yu, I will definitely teach him a lesson for senior brother! Senior brother has a high status and doesn't bother to care about such small people, but junior brother can't bear it. He shows off his prestige in front of senior brother!"

In the ruins of the forbidden area, Su Yu faced Mo Wu many times, stealing his limelight.

In addition, Mo Wu's protection of Su Yu really made Wei Kang jealous.

Hearing this, Wei Kang nodded at the trace: "Yes, but remember that enough is enough."

After all, all the high-level people here should come out, so don't go too far.

"Hey, junior brother understands!"

"The selection starts, I'm chanting my name, and I will compete on stage one by one!" Xi Ruolan took out the selection list and selected them one by one.

"Ma Xiaoling is on stage!"

Ma Xiaoling, a young female who has reached the sixth rank of the Holy King.

With her tender body leaping easily, Ma Xiaoling flew onto the ring, her temperament was weak and a little bit shy.

Biting her lips slightly, Ma Xiaoling's cheeks were slightly red, and she saluted gracefully: "Master Wu, please be merciful!"

Wu Baiyi has a calm demeanor, with a gentle and flat expression: "Let's do it."

Ma Xiaoling took a deep breath, and there were twenty jade needles lingering in her palm: "I've offended you!"

"Rainstorm Pear Blossom!"

With a scolding sound, Ma Xiaoling's demeanor changed from weak to fierce.

Twenty jade needles in the palm, blooming with pink and white fluorescence, in clusters, like pear blossoms.

Surrounded by twenty flowers, they are brilliant and beautiful.

However, as Ma Xiaoling's jade palm turned over, Lihua implied murderous intent, like a torrential rain, and went straight to Wu Baiyi!

Under the pear blossom fluorescence, the jade needles are hidden, making it difficult to distinguish the trajectory.

Wu Baiyi's expression was as usual, and he commented with a light smile: "The hidden weapons are well-flavored and contain illusions, which are difficult for ordinary people to resist, but hidden weapons and the like are used when the enemy is unprepared. Face-to-face confrontation, the power is greatly reduced."

When speaking, raise one palm and connect the five fingers in the air.

puff

puff

The pear blossoms shattered one by one, hiding the jade needles, and the roots fell to the ground, making a crisp and pleasant jade sound.

Immediately afterwards, with a flick of the fingers, a tyrannical aura hit Ma Xiaoling's whole body.

A strong wind hit his face, blowing him off the ring.

"Ma Xiaoling, make a move." Xi Ruolan announced calmly and recorded it.

"Second place, Zhan Feipeng!"

Zhan Feipeng, Dacheng sixth-rank holy king, good at lightness kung fu.

But, just like Ma Xiaoling, after taking the stage, she will be defeated with one move!

"The third place, Huang Bing!"

"I surrender!"

After watching the two battles, many Dacheng sixth-rank saint kings also chose to give up.

The gap between Wu Baiyi and them was too great, one move was unstoppable, and it was useless to go.

"Fourth place"

"Admit defeat!"

"fifth place"

Most of the Dacheng sixth-order holy kings gave up.

Those who persevered were all defeated by one move!

"The hundredth place, Luo Tianxiang!"

Luo Tianxiang, the pinnacle sixth-order holy king!

He is good at lightness kung fu and the way of fire, combining offense and defense, and has strong strength. Among the peak sixth-order holy kings, he is a veteran powerhouse. He has experienced dangerous people many times, and has rich combat experience and sophistication.

Whoosh

Flying over the arena, Luo Tianxiang was full of fighting spirit: "Uncle Wu, I've offended you!"

"Magnificent waves!" Luo Tianxiang walked quickly around Wu Baiyi.

Afterimages continued, surrounding Wu Baiyi.

With the naked eye alone, it is difficult to distinguish the reality of afterimages,

Looking from a distance, Wu Baiyi seemed to be caught in layers of waves and was besieged heavily.

"Fenyanghuo!" Luo Tianxiang spewed fire in a series of afterimages.

Fiery red flames sprayed Wu Baiyi from all directions, causing him to fall into a sea of ​​flames.

Wu Baiyi was a little dignified, but he still said relaxedly: "Integrating physical skills and attacking into one body, they are compatible, and the connection is smooth. The disadvantage is that under the combined training, neither of them is outstanding enough, so the whole is mediocre!"

After speaking, the ten fingers ejected the aura, smashing the flames in all directions.

Luo Tianxiang's complexion changed slightly, he reactivated his movement, approached Wu Baiyi, and fought in close quarters!

However, Wu Baiyi easily penetrated Luo Tianxiang's trajectory, hit his shoulder blade with a palm, and knocked him out of the ring.

"Luo Tianxiang, insist on two moves!" Xi Ruolan nodded slightly. After all, he was the peak sixth-level holy king, forcing Wu Baiyi to use the second move, which is not bad.

Next, dozens of peak sixth-order holy kings entered the battle one after another.

However, there are very few of them who can stick to the two moves.

"The last one, Liu Qian."

Whoosh

A group of black and fat figures flew across the ring, it was Wei Kang's younger brother, Liu Qian, the peak sixth-level holy king.

Although he is obese, his strength is not bad, and he is also a veteran peak sixth-order holy king powerhouse.

It is said that he once fought against Luo Tianxiang, and defeated him within thirty moves!

"Uncle Wu, offend me!"

A strange color flashed in Liu Qian's eyes, and he shot suddenly!

What he is best at is close body boxing!

"Tiangang Seven Star Fist!" Liu Qian threw out both fists, and within a few breaths, he punched seven times!

A gleam of appreciation appeared in Xi Ruolan's eyes: "The first level of Dzogchen inheritance is only a hair away from the second level."

Wu Baiyi was slightly dignified, with a trace of helplessness appearing on the corner of his mouth.

He often sparred with Liu Qian, and Liu Qian naturally understood Wu Baiyi's weakness as a weakness.

That is melee combat!

bang bang

With a little caution, Wu Baiyi repelled Liu Qian despite his absolute strength.

However, Liu Qian relied on his experience in sparring with him to dodge first, and defuse part of the attack with punches, and at the cost of minor injuries, he survived a blow!

"Come again!" Liu Qian's eyes were full of excitement. From this point of view, he was the only one selected for the selection!

After doing this three times, Liu Qian really succeeded.

In the end, although he was shot down by Wu Baiyi, he managed to survive four moves!

Xi Ruolan nodded in satisfaction: "Liu Qian, stick to the four tricks and get the best results!"

Mo Wu was anxious, the first round of assessment was almost over, and Su Yu hadn't come back yet!

The second elder also frowned deeply, if this is the case, all Su Yu's previous efforts will be in vain.

"I announce that the first round of assessment is over, and the winners will be selected, Liu"

However, at this moment.

A fiery red light pierced the sky.

Reminiscent of burning meteorites, shining deep in the clouds.

From the corner of their eyes, everyone saw that within the thick clouds of nine days, it seemed like a red thunder flashed away, and then everything returned to calm.

Many people just thought it was an illusion!

However, a huge vortex suddenly appeared in the thick cloud layer!

From within the vortex, a mass of fiery red flames fell rapidly like a meteorite!

Accompanied by a leisurely voice: "I, Su Yu, haven't arrived yet, how can we talk about the end?"