The next battle is the battle for the fourteenth place on the Vision Ranking.
The little fat man versus Qin Li of the Phantom Demon Sect!
"The techniques of the Huanmo Cult focus on spiritual effects, so be careful."
Fairy Ji who just came down kindly reminded the little fat man.
Little Fatty, Ji Yaojing, Ji Chengtian, Shi Jian and others all belong to different sects, and even the immortals and demons are in opposition and have no intersection with each other.
But at this time, this group of people gathered together with Su Zimo as the center.
"Thank you."
The little fat man thanked him.
If it were the underworld vision that the little fat man had before entering the Star Dou Ambergris Cave, he would not be ranked at this level.
Let alone the top twenty, even the top fifty on the vision list is difficult!
Now, the little fat man has been recognized by Huangquan Tu.
Although he has not cultivated the soul and cannot control this ancient magical weapon, his underworld vision has long since changed completely!
On the stone platform, the two of them were just standing.
Qin Li's eyes widened, and scenes of horror suddenly appeared behind him.
Countless creatures were tied to the hot copper pillars, their flesh and blood sizzling from the heat, and there were billowing smoke. The creatures on top were constantly struggling and screaming.
On the other side, a huge stone mill emerged from the void.
Billions of living beings were involved in this stone mill, rotating and crushing little by little. Their flesh and bones were crushed, and scarlet blood dripped all over the ground!
Although the flesh and blood of these creatures have been crushed, their consciousness is still there.
In the blink of an eye, these broken flesh and blood reunited, were once again drawn into the stone mill, and were crushed and ground again, enduring this kind of pain and torture all the time.
The cycle begins again and again, reincarnation continues!
Many monks felt shuddered and their minds were shaken when they saw such a scene!
Ancient vision, Senluo Hell!
Scenes of hell appeared behind Qin Li, ghastly and terrifying!
"Yellow Spring!"
The little fat man looked solemn and pointed forward.
Behind him, a rushing yellow river emerged, with corpses floating in it and ghosts struggling.
This underworld surged forward and directly submerged the Senluo Hell behind Qin Li!
Many creatures in the Senluo Hell are truly liberated after entering the underworld, and no longer have to endure these endless pains.
Click, click, click!
Senluo Hell was crumbling, and there were bursts of cracking sounds.
Qin Li's face turned pale and he retreated suddenly, leaving the stone platform in time.
"Concession!"
The little fat man breathed a sigh of relief, removed the golden elixir phenomenon, clasped his fists in the distance, and said with a smile.
After this battle, there are only four ranking battles left in the Vision Ranking.
The next battle is between sword cultivators!
As the number one true disciple of the Sword Sect’s Golden Core Realm, Hang Qiuyu naturally wants to safeguard the glory of the Sword Sect!
If sword cultivators from other sects were to be ranked above him, the Sword Sect would definitely be affected a lot.
He can't lose this battle!
Hang Qiuyu believes that he will not lose!
How could the ancient vision passed down by the Sword Sect, Jinghong Sword Qi, be no match for this man's Ten Thousand Swords Covering the Sky
The two of them stood on the stone platform. Before they could fight, Jian Zong's Yuanying Zhenjun first asked: "Are you willing to join the Jian Zong?"
Many monks around him showed envy.
Before even fighting Hang Qiuyu, Dugu Jian has already been recognized by the Sword Sect, one of the immortal sects!
Sword Sect is a place of pilgrimage for sword cultivators all over the world.
The sect has a vast collection of countless swordsmanship and secret techniques from ancient times to modern times in the world of cultivation.
The Sword Sect is a place that every sword cultivator dreams of seeking enlightenment.
On the stone platform, when he heard Jian Zong's invitation, Dugu Jian looked as usual, showing no trace of joy, and just shook his head gently.
There was a restlessness in the crowd.
Refused!
Faced with Jian Zong's invitation, Dugu Jian did not hesitate and chose to refuse!
"Young man, may I remind you that only in the Sword Sect can you understand the true way of swordsmanship!"
The True Lord of Sword Sect frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then spoke again: "It's not easy for you to reach this point today. I think you have good qualifications in swordsmanship, so I can give you another chance."
Dugu Jian just looked at the long sword in his hand and shook his head again.
It seemed that in his eyes, there was nothing else except the sword in his hand.
He doesn't believe in the sect, nor does he believe in the clan.
He only believes in the sword in his hand!
Dugujian's aura was incompatible with everyone around him, and there was a loneliness about him that was difficult for others to understand.
Such a sword cultivator is terrifying!
Pure, clean, no distractions!
True Lord Jian Zong had no expression on his face and stopped talking.
The war has begun.
Buzz! Buzz!
Almost at the same time.
Dugu Jian and Hang Qiuyu took action at the same time, and two stunning sword lights flashed in mid-air and disappeared in an instant, extremely fast!
Immediately afterwards, two bloody lights appeared.
Both of them were injured at the same time!
too fast!
Many monks did not react.
I only saw two sword lights that separated at the touch of each other, and the two of them were already injured.
Hang Qiuyu was hit by a sword in his right leg, and Dugujian was hit by a sword in his left arm.
The two sword wounds were so deep that his clothes were instantly dyed red!
This kind of sword wound is still attached with extremely strong sword energy.
The sword energy in the wound must be removed before the wound can heal.
However, in such a tense confrontation, neither of them had this chance, let alone being distracted!
The sword cultivator's killing power is the most terrifying.
If you are distracted even a little bit, you may be killed by the sword!
Almost at the same time, the two took action again.
Zhengzhengzheng!
The swords of the two collided continuously in mid-air, making a series of clashing sounds, with sparks flying everywhere.
Just three breaths later, the two figures intertwined and separated again.
There was an exclamation from the crowd.
Both of them actually had more than a dozen wounds on their bodies!
Either shallow or deep.
Some even exposed the white bones inside, and almost cut off all the bones!
Dugu Sword cannot stop Hang Qiuyu's sword.
And Hang Qiuyu can't stop Dugujian's edge!
Both of them were dripping with blood, and their energy and blood began to decline.
If this continues, the outcome will be unpredictable, and the outcome will probably be determined in an instant!
"Jinghong Sword Qi!"
Hang Qiuyu used the sword sect's inheritance vision, and behind him, a dense sword energy appeared, extremely sharp, and shot towards Dugu Sword!
At the same time, Hang Qiuyu bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a stream of blood essence, which was scattered on the sword energy.
The power of vision is great!
Hang Qiuyu's expression suddenly became depressed.
This is the secret technique of the Sword Sect. The blood essence spit out is extremely draining of vitality. If it is not crucial, he will never release it.
The entire void was torn apart by the Jinghong Sword Qi!
Dugu Jian's Wan Jian Zhe Genius had just been sacrificed, but it was already riddled with holes and shattered by the Jinghong Sword Qi!
"Still not leaving?"
Many monks frowned.
The golden elixir vision has been shattered, and Dugu Jian has no means to contend with it.
If he stayed on the stone platform any longer, he would be ruthlessly strangled by the Jinghong Sword Qi!
Looking at the oncoming sword energy, there was no fear or retreat in Dugu Jian's eyes. At this critical moment of life and death, he seemed to have realized something, and his whole aura was changing!
The speed of the Jinghong Sword Qi stabbing Dugu Jian gradually slowed down.
Hang Qiuyu stared, looking shocked and angry.
His golden elixir vision is completely out of his control!
Under the gaze of countless eyes, sword energy fell down in front of Dugu Jian, as if surrendering to him!
The expression of the True Lord of the Sword Sect changed greatly, and he exclaimed: "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"