On this day, the mountains were covered with mist, and the billowing sea of clouds came from the endless wilderness in the west, like hundreds of millions of legions, crossing the blue mountains and heading towards the ocean in the east.
It was already noon, and the golden sunlight penetrated the clouds and shot down like a beam of light, making the entire blue mountains seem to be enveloped in golden light.
Among the mountains and valleys, countless cranes are flying, creating a grand scene of immortality in the sky.
And today, the peak of Dou Xiantai is even more powerful with a sword reaching the sky!
The Immortal Fighting Platform looks like a giant sword thrust diagonally into the sky, with the tip of the sword pointing toward the east. It has a domineering and heaven-defying will! There is no flat surface on the upper surface, and all the places where one can stand are very tilted. For ordinary disciples, let alone fighting, if they can stand firm on this Immortal Fighting Platform, they are already considered capable.
Precisely because of this sloping surface, today's battle, the largest number of handymen disciples in the Tongtian Sword Sect, will definitely not be able to watch the battle. Those who can stand here and watch must be at least the seventh level of the Mortal Body Forging Realm.
For this reason alone, the Douxian Terrace is several levels more solemn than the Climbing Immortal Terrace.
Cranes are prohibited from leaping over this Dou Xiantai, so the disciples rushed up on foot. When they arrived at the actual battle site, they were actually a little tired.
On the vast Immortal Fighting Platform, looking around, one could see the heads of people moving, and the Immortal Dao disciples were waiting for the battle between the twelve core disciples with expectant eyes. The battle between Qi Condensation Realm disciples is something they can only meet but cannot seek.
Of course, Wu Yu is not a core disciple among them, but because he is related to the struggle between the two supreme figures of the leader and the guardian, and his feud with Situ Minglang, the one-year appointment, etc. are all very gimmicks, so I will watch the battle today. Or, I look forward to the battle between them!
"The Supreme Protector has arrived!"
The disciples who were still noisily discussing in a loud voice closed their mouths for a moment. They looked at a beauty in a blue dress falling in the sky with awe in their eyes.
Although she is not young, the years have not left any traces on her body. Instead, they have added a noble and solemn temperament to her, and her exquisite makeup is the icing on the cake.
When Lan Huayun fell, the light and shadow around her changed, and there seemed to be a faint blue lake behind her. She was like a woman falling in the water, and finally landed on the heads of everyone, landing on a tower built with ten thousand swords. On the golden and blue seats.
That is the 'Ten Thousand Swords Seat', which is the exclusive seat for the Supreme Protector. If anyone else dares to sit on it, at least among the Tongtian Sword Sect, it will be a death penalty.
Next to Lan Huayun, there were several elders, all of whom were profound in the immortal way and important figures in the sword sect. One of them Wu Yu knew was the elder Mu Ge. The other elders today included Lan Huayun. Everyone is in charge, and Mu Ge presides over the selection of the supervisors of this fairyland.
Naturally, there were no seats for the junior disciples. They were all standing, surrounding the central battlefield of Douxian Terrace. Even people like Su Yanli were among the crowd, but they were standing closest to the battlefield, three feet away from them. There are no other disciples inside.
Normally, the selection of supervisors in the Immortal Kingdom would not be so grand at all. Today Lan Huayun appeared in person because Situ Minglang would participate in the war. Her appearance also made this selection unprecedentedly grand and solemn.
Among the crowd, Situ Minglang, who was dressed in blue, was chatting and laughing with a group of disciples. Several of them were participants in the war, but they had a very good relationship with Situ Minglang and were vaguely trying to please him. This made Situ Minglang feel proud and even more so. Look chic. At this time, he definitely attracted the attention of most onlookers.
"Wu Yu."
Situ Minglang searched secretly for a week, but he didn't see Wu Yu.
"Sure enough, as they said, he had no intention of coming to join the war. He was just delaying for fear that I would kill him." Thinking of this, Situ Minglang sneered deeply in his heart.
I haven't seen Wu Yu yet, so I'm afraid many people are thinking this way.
At this time, Elder Mu Ge stood up from his seat and asked, "The competition is about to begin. Are all the twelve participants here?"
Everyone looked around and saw that ten of the combatants were already surrounding Situ Minglang, and there were only eleven in total.
"Wu Yu, he's not here yet."
Soon, many people answered one after another. This kind of answer was accompanied by a kind of contempt and disgust. Wu Yu's absence today confirmed the guesses of most disciples these days. He participated in the selection battle purely because he was afraid of Situ Minglang. Kill him.
"Our Tongtian Sword Sect has such a shameless person. I heard that a few days ago, he even picked up the Hericium fruit that Situ Mingliang threw on the ground and crushed it."
After saying these words, there were bursts of boos all around. For such cowardly behavior, as decent disciples of the Immortal Way, they are naturally not ashamed.
"You know too little. It is said that Wu Yu climbed over Situ Minglang's bed before picking up the Hericium fruit. For a mere Hericium fruit to be so spineless, he really is my generation..."
Before this person finished speaking, Elder Mu Ge looked around, and finally locked his eyes on Su Yanli, and said loudly: "Senior Nephew Yan Li, if you have made good friends with Wu Yu, go and invite him here. Don't delay. It’s time.”
He naturally knew that Wu Yu was definitely not afraid of death.
"Okay." Su Yanli also made such preparations. Today is a special day for Wu Yu. It is the ultimate test for him by the supreme leader. There is no way he will not come.
"No need."
At this moment, a powerful voice sounded from behind the dense crowd. Everyone turned around quickly and saw a tall and tall boy who looked thin, but actually had tight muscles, like a vigorous cheetah, striding forward. Go to Douxiandai.
Arriving behind everyone, under the pressure of his cold and stern eyes that suddenly appeared with golden light, everyone subconsciously opened a passage for him, allowing Wu Yu to reach Su Yanli quickly and smoothly.
"How come you have grown so much in just a few days?" Su Yanli's beautiful eyes flashed with deep shock, and her red lips were slightly opened. Wu Yu had never seen her so surprised.
A careful comparison showed that Su Yanli was tall, but Wu Yu, standing next to her at this time, was already more than half a head taller than her, and Situ Minglang only reached Wu Yu's chest.
"Because of the practice these days." Wu Yu smiled slightly, and that confident smile was like the sunshine pouring above the clouds, showing a masculine charm. He made the people who had been talking behind their backs shut their mouths. As they looked at each other, you could see that everyone was embarrassed.
"Wu Yu!" Situ's bright eyes burned into Wu Yu. This is not a good sign. He was originally the center of everyone's attention. Why could Wu Yu steal his attention when he arrived
For a moment, thunder flashed in his eyes. There were still five battles ahead, but he couldn't wait any longer. The fire in his heart was still rising despite his restraint.
"Minglang, you are just a humble ant, but you are so angry. You are not worthy of being my disciple, Lan Huayun." It wasn't until Lan Huayun said a word that Situ Minglang's heart became cold, and he suppressed the murderous intention and continued. His chatter and laughter were lively.
Seeing this, Mu Ge directly announced: "Since everyone is here, let's not waste time. The first two battlers, I don't need to name them, come out and fight."
The exciting moment arrived, and everyone finally no longer paid attention to Wu Yu, but looked forward to the battle between the core disciples! At this moment, the excitement begins!
The two young, proud men of the Qi Condensation Realm arrived at the central battlefield in a few leaps. In full view of everyone, they first greeted each other, and then started fighting directly.
"Taoist magic, magic weapon!"
This was the first time for Wu Yu to see these two specialties of Qi Condensation Realm so clearly. Both of them are holding a sword. The long sword is different from the demon-suppressing sword. Maybe the demon-suppressing sword is sharper, but the magic weapon long sword itself has the power of immortality, which has a huge bonus to the caster's ability. !
And different magic weapons have many different effects. Judging from the records in "Dongsheng Shenzhou Ji", magic weapons can even immobilize the body, release poisonous mist, and many other unimaginable effects.
As for Taoist magic, it is even more unbelievable to perform it with magical power. The simplest ones, such as attracting wind, controlling thunder, controlling fire, etc., are countless and powerful. Only those who can perform Taoist magic are regarded as gods in the eyes of mortals.
"Junior brother!" Just when Wu Yu was watching in rapt attention, his shoulder was suddenly tapped. This frightened Wu Yu. With his current level, he was able to sneak up behind him and without any knowledge. If someone hits you on the shoulder, it means the other person is very strong.
If he stabbed the sword into the back of his heart, he would be dead at this time.
Turning around suddenly, he saw a man dressed as a scholar standing next to Su Yanli. He was dressed in pure black and wearing a high hat. He was shaking a folding fan. On the fan were many graceful and scantily clad women depicted. If you look closely, you will see that this man is handsome, with a small beard. He looks serious, but in fact, his eyes flash with a lively light from time to time, and he is as shrewd as a fox.
At this time, the man was looking at himself with great interest and marveled.
Su Yanli actually rolled her eyes at the man and said with some annoyance: "Third Senior Brother, please don't tease him. He is about to join the war."
The man glared and said, "How could I? Today, I am supporting my junior brother." His funny look made people feel friendly.
Wu Yu understood his identity. He was actually the third disciple of the Supreme Fengxueya and the senior brother of Su Yanli. It seemed that his ability must exceed that of Su Yanli. And thankfully, he seemed to appreciate himself, otherwise he wouldn't have called himself his junior brother before the dust had settled at all.
"Junior brother, let me meet you. I am Old Man Feng's third disciple. My name is Mo Shishu. You can just call me Third Senior Brother." He was obviously dressed as a scholar, but his tone of voice sounded like a gangster.
"Uncle Mo? Third senior brother?" Wu Yu was stunned. Is he his uncle or his senior brother
"He is a poetry book of poetry books. He always uses his name to take advantage of people. When you turn around, you can ask the master to give you a name called Mo Shizhi." Su Yanli, who is usually indifferent, said nothing when meeting this Mo Shishu. I feel a lot more relaxed. It seems that the two of them have a really good relationship.
"Hey, little junior sister, please don't act recklessly. I'm convinced. Why don't I bow down to your pomegranate skirt? By the way, you are so interested in this little junior brother. To be honest, you don't want the old cow to eat the young grass. Bar?"
Mo Shishu waved the folding fan in his hand and said coquettishly.
"Begging to be beaten!" Su Yanli was really helpless with him and didn't act like a senior brother at all.
At this time, I heard them fighting, but I didn't expect that the winner had already been decided on the battlefield, and the first Fairy Country Supervisor was born. The battle between Wu Yu and Situ Minglang is getting closer.