In a certain room, a young man in a red shirt was drinking tea and chatting with a woman in a blue skirt. "Senior Brother Li, after the last round tomorrow, let's get the reward and leave! If we continue to stay here, it will be troublesome if their elders come to visit us. This is the Eastern Wasteland, not the South China Sea. There is no need to take risks for the sake of some reward from the Yang family. .”
The woman in the blue dress suggested.
The young man in red shirt nodded and said calmly: "I didn't plan to help the Yang family with anything. I just happened to pass by and play a few games with them. Donghuang is really too weak. I want to find someone who can fight. It’s even difficult for a foundation-building monk.”
"The Eastern Barren is a newly developed territory for our human race. Most of the human races in the Eastern Barren have migrated from other places. In terms of background, they are definitely not as good as ours in the South China Sea. However, there are still capable people in the Eastern Barren. Hundreds of years ago, a Senior Nascent Soul, who claims to be a Sanren of Beihe, has defeated invincible opponents in most of the South China Sea, and one of our masters from the Wanjian Sect was also defeated by a Sanren of Beihe."
"That's all in the past. Didn't Beihe Sanren disappear later? He was probably killed by a certain Yuan Ying senior of our Nanhai. Forget it, these are not important. Anyway, we just went to Donghuang to practice and complete the master's qualifications. As for the mission, let’s go back and we’ll probably be able to enter the elixir-forming stage. After I form the elixir, I’ll propose marriage to Master Nangong.”
The young man in red shirt looked at the woman in blue skirt tenderly, his eyes full of love.
After hearing this, the woman in the blue dress looked shy and her ears turned red and hot.
In a certain secret room, Yang Zongyan and Yang Zongwang were talking about something.
"Brother Ninth, the two people who died were disciples of Yuguo Baishoushan and Yueguo Zhenyi. Those two foundation-building monks should not be monks from the surrounding countries. I have heard of famous young heroes from the surrounding countries. .”
"This kind of thing has happened before. Life and death are determined by fate. Since we have signed the certificate of life and death, it has nothing to do with us. There are still fourteen people. Let's change the rules and select the top ten as soon as possible. By the way, the top ten people participating in the sword discussion conference Twenty people, let them stay as much as possible, and let those two people and Zhao Xiaoyou leave!"
Yang Zongyan nodded. He suddenly thought of something and asked: "Brother Ninth, in half a year it will be the 400th birthday of the Third Master. Do you need any extra guests? If not, I will send someone to send them." Posted."
"The Third Master is practicing in seclusion. There is no need to take care of birthdays. Okay, you can go down!"
Yang Zongyan was stunned for a moment, agreed, turned around and left.
After Yang Zongyan left, Yang Zongwang sighed and murmured to himself: "Four-hundredth birthday? I don't know if the Third Master can survive this test."
Early the next morning, hundreds of foundation-building monks came to the bluestone square on the top of the mountain.
Wang Changsheng and other fourteen foundation-building monks stood on a stage, and Yang Zongyan stood in front of them.
"Fellow Taoists, for some special reasons, we have to change the rules. The top ten will be decided by you through discussion. If you are not convinced, you can challenge. For example, if Zhao Yunlei and fellow Taoist Zhao want to be the first place, if someone objects, they will compete with fellow Taoist Zhao. The winner will be Occupying the first position, each person only has two opportunities to challenge others, and can only be challenged twice and defeated twice, and will be directly disqualified and unable to be ranked in the top ten."
Hearing this, the young man in red shirt smiled calmly, took a step forward and said, "Li Rui, I am the first one, who objects?"
The woman in the blue dress also took a step forward and said, "Little sister Nangong Fu, I am the second place winner. Who objects?"
Everyone looked at each other, but no one came forward. The sword cultivator was said to be invincible at the same level. It was not worth fighting a sword cultivator to the death for the little reward from the Yang family.
"Since there is no objection, Fellow Daoist Li and Fairy Nangong are ranked first and second. Who is third?"
Yang Zongyan's eyes quickly passed over everyone and he asked.
"Of course the third place is me, who objects?"
Zhao Yunlei was full of confidence and took a step forward.
He is at the seventh level of foundation building and possesses thunder spirit roots. In the previous competition, he easily defeated his opponent.
"My little sister has long heard that Fellow Daoist Zhao is profound in Taoism and wants to have a discussion with Fellow Daoist Zhao."
A young girl wearing a green skirt stepped forward. She was also on the seventh level of foundation building.
"Wang is also willing to discuss with fellow Taoist Zhao."
Wang Changsheng also stood up. Only the third place could get the Xuanyou Hanshui. He had no choice.
In addition to Wang Changsheng and the woman in the green skirt, there are four other people who want to challenge Zhao Yunlei, the lowest of which is the sixth level of foundation building.
Among the six people who wanted to challenge Zhao Yunlei, Wang Changsheng had the lowest level of cultivation.
If seven people want to be ranked third, they can only draw lots and compete.
Wang Changsheng was lucky enough to get an empty draw and advance directly to the next round.
Zhao Yunlei's opponent was a black-faced man with a strong back and a strong back. The black-faced man was also at the fourth level of foundation building.
As soon as the competition began, the black-faced man took out a second-level green talisman seal, which turned into hundreds of green wind blades and struck Zhao Yunlei.
Zhao Yunlei flicked his wrist, and the silver ring on his left wrist radiated greatly. A white light flew out from it and turned into a thick silver light curtain, protecting his whole body.
Hundreds of cyan wind blades hit the silver light curtain. The silver light curtain was shaking and the light was slightly dim.
Taking this opportunity, the black-faced man used four shining black talismans, which turned into a huge black light curtain, covering Zhao Yunlei.
The second-level mid-level formation talisman traps the demon.
He raised his hand, and a palm-sized black seal flew out and flew towards Zhao Yunlei's head.
There was a hint of sarcasm in the corner of Zhao Yunlei's mouth, and he opened his mouth and spit out a long silver knife about a foot long. This was his natal magic weapon, the Flying Thunder Tiger Blade.
The blade is half-moon shaped, and the handle is carved with a lifelike tiger head.
At this time, the black seal had grown to the size of a house and was hitting Zhao Yunlei below.
Zhao Yunlei quickly made secrets with his ten fingers, and hit several magic formulas on the silver long knife. The silver long knife suddenly emitted a silver light and turned into a huge silver thunder tiger.
The silver giant tiger has two wings on its back, a body with golden satin-like hair, red golden eyes, and a wide mouth with fangs.
"Roar!"
The giant silver tiger roared, and a large silver lightning flashed out from its body.
Dozens of silver thunder spears flew out from his body and hit the black light curtain, and the light of the black light curtain suddenly dimmed.
"Boom!"
The black light curtain was shattered by the huge black seal. The silver tiger opened its mouth and spit out a huge silver thunderball, hitting the bottom of the black seal.
A deafening explosion sounded, and a large silver arc drowned the black seal. The giant silver tiger spread its wings and pounced forward, tearing the huge black seal into pieces.
That's not all, Zhao Yunlei rubbed his hands together, there was a loud thunder, and a silver thunder ball the size of an egg appeared in his palm. Within three breaths, the silver thunder ball swelled to the size of a water tank, exuding a terrifying aura.
The silver giant tiger flapped its wings, and a large piece of silver lightning shot out. It opened its jaw and sprayed out a thick silver beam of light.