At first glance, Nie Xingxian's attack meant that he wanted to crush Ning Cheng with his powerful true essence. Ning Cheng would not evade at all, let alone sacrifice a defensive magic weapon. The Broken Profound Spear also rolled up the vitality momentum and blasted up.
Some cultivators with a high level of cultivation could see that Ning Cheng wanted to fight against Nie Xingxian.
"Boom boom boom..." The Zen rod and Xuan Xuan spear blasted together, rolling the terrible true essence vortex. This true essence vortex was scraped on the ring, and even the cultivators under the ring could see clearly.
Some cultivators with a low level of cultivation seemed to have the same true essence as Nie Xingxian and Ning Cheng. Only Nie Xingxian who was in the game knew that Ning Cheng's true essence was much stronger than him. Ning Cheng's Xuan Xuan spear was only a middle-grade spiritual weapon, and he also felt that Ning Cheng had wrapped the Xuan Xuan spear with a layer of true essence, as if he was afraid of damage to the gun. Even so, he didn't take advantage of it.
The Zen stick in Nie Xingxian's hand suddenly swayed, and instantly pulled out from the terrifying True Essence Vortex. At the same time, more than ten stick shadows of the Zen stick were swayed. These stick shadows unexpectedly formed the embryonic form of a sleepy formation.
Ning Cheng simply stopped and continued to use his hands. With his ability, Nie Xingxian's rod shadow formation could not be formed in an instant. But he really wanted to see what is the name of the stick shadow formation formed by this monk.
The magic skills of some large sects are very powerful, and it is always good to know more. It was Nie Xingxian who performed the shadow formation technique on him today. If he were to be replaced by a primordial soul monk or even a god-shaping monk in the future, it would not be so easy for him to deal with it.
"Brother Ning, why don't you do it?" Seeing Ning Cheng holding the Xuan Xuan spear, quietly waiting for his stick shadow formation to take shape. Nie Xingxian's stick shadow gradually disappeared. He stopped and asked in confusion.
Ning Cheng really didn't know whether this Nie Xingxian was really loyal or really cunning. He said silently, "I'm waiting for you to do it, you don't have to worry about me, just do it."
"Okay." Nie Xingxian replied, and suddenly added another sentence, "Brother Ning, you used a few percent of your strength for the fight just now."
"Twenty percent." Ning Cheng said with a smile. He was certain that this monk would never believe his words.
"Twenty percent of the true essence power actually made me unable to advance, so powerful..." Nie Xingxian muttered to himself, actually believing Ning Cheng's words.
After Nie Xingxian finished talking to himself, put away the stick and said, "Then I am not Ning's opponent, thank you Ning for being merciful."
"You believe it?" Ning Cheng looked at Nie Xingxian who turned around and asked with some suspicion. In his opinion, Nie Xingxian is a nasty face, how could he believe his words
Nie Xingxian quickened his pace and walked off the ring, and said, "Brother Ning's words. The little monk naturally believes."
Nie Xingxian stepped off the ring, and many monks who watched the battle did not respond. I was expecting a duel between the dragon and the tiger. However, Nie Xingxian, who was number one in the preliminary round, only had a match with Ning Cheng and voluntarily surrendered. In other words, he was scared away by Ning Cheng.
Ning Cheng held the Xuanxuan spear depressed and stood in the middle of the ring. He knew that no one would come up in the short term. But he will never go on. Since he wants something good, he must stick to it.
After Nie Xingxian went down, no one came up as expected. Although there are still many preliminaries who have not competed in a match, none of them will go up.
When there is a person whose cultivation base is far stronger than that of the same level, and this person is still ignoring the tacit understanding between the sects, the loopholes in the rules of the final can be seen at this moment.
Despite the hoopla and noisiness of the monks watching the battle from the ring, no one was willing to go to the ring to compete against Ningcheng.
No one saw the incomparable bloody battle in the finals, and no one would be comfortable with being a monk.
"Sect Master, would you like Liang Shi to take the stage and call Ning Cheng down?" A Huading elder of the Luohong Sword Sect couldn't stand it anymore.
Rui Baishan shook his head, "Let him go, Ning Cheng already knows the rules, but I still stay on it and won't come down, I must have his own ideas. Elder Bei, you come with me."
Elder Beifa was also very worried about Ning Cheng. Now that the lord called him, he immediately followed Ruibai Mountain to a secret room.
"Elder Bei, you have the most contact with Ningcheng, how much do you know about Ningcheng? Let's tell them all." Ruibai Mountain is straightforward.
After meditation for a while, Elder Bei shook his head and said: "I don't know much about Ningcheng. I learned a little from Liang Kexin, a friend of Ningcheng who is also a true disciple of the Luo Hong Sword Sect. Later I also went to investigate some. Circumstances, the conclusion reached is that Ningcheng has been to the Mirage Island. If I am not mistaken, Ningcheng should have been to the Mirage Island. His nine-color mirage should have been obtained on the Mirage Island."
"On Mirage Island, it is absolutely necessary to find a nine-color mirage tree. Since Ning Cheng can get a nine-color mirage, it means that he may still have the other eight nine-color mirages." Ruibaishan nodded. head.
"Sect Master..." Elder Bei looked at the Sect Master in surprise.
Ruibaishan waved his hand, "Elder Bei, don't worry, even if each of the nine-color mirage is a priceless treasure, I will not covet a disciple's things. Ning Cheng has got so many things at once, and he must have his own. Thoughts. If I'm not wrong, Ning Cheng will fly far after this competition. It is precisely because he made this determination that he must stand on the stage and push the prize out."
"Sect Master, or I will persuade Ning Cheng to let him down, and then return to the sect to retreat." Elder Bei hesitated and said.
Ruibai Mountain shook his head slightly, "If Ningcheng only gets a nine-color mirage, your method is pretty good. But if Ningcheng gets nine mirages, even if Ningcheng is in retreat, there will be countless people looking for it. Rainbow Sword Sect. Although I am not afraid of anyone's threats, I cannot fight against so many sects. Ning Cheng is right to choose to leave the sect."
"I'm afraid Ningcheng will bring endless disasters to the sect..." Elder Bei said worriedly.
Ruibaishan stood up, smiled lightly and said, "I have been sect of Luohong Sword Sect for countless years, and all the ups and downs have come, how can I be afraid of some Xiaoxiaoren?"
After finishing speaking, Ruibai Mountain took out a jade box and handed it to Elder Bei, “Here is a talisman. After Ning Cheng gets off the ring, you can give it to him for me. I can help him. That’s the only thing I can do for him.”
"Do you want to tell Ning Cheng. Let him go as soon as possible?" Elder Bei put away the jade box and asked.
Rui Baishan smiled slightly. "He will know when he will leave."
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Ning Cheng had been in the ring for an hour, and still no one came up to challenge him. At this time, Ning Cheng had even taken out a chair and sat in the middle of the ring. At this time, the final of the Profound Pill Realm was no longer exciting, but a farce.
No matter where it is, it is all chattering at this time, and there is a lot of discussion.
At this moment, an old man with black beard flew and landed on the ring.
Seeing this, Ning Cheng quickly put away his chair. He has seen too many masters these days. The powerful aura of this old man made Ning Cheng immediately know that this is a strong man no less than Xiao Bisheng, and such a strong man can turn him into flying ashes every minute.
"Ning Cheng has seen seniors." Ning Cheng hurriedly bowed and saluted the old man.
The black-bearded old man looked at Ning Chengruo and smiled meaningfully, then nodded, and then said to the quiet crowd in the audience, "I am the Taoist Mu Ziming of the Tianmeng, and this time the Tianzhou Sect. One of the judges of the Grand Competition. From this Profound Pill Realm competition, we can see that there are some loopholes in the rules of the Tianzhou Zongmen Grand Competition. After this competition, we will re-enact the rules of the Grand Competition..."
The audience was a sensation. Even if there is no exciting game, this thing is exciting enough. It was because of the toughness of a profound pill monk. Tianzhou Zongmen Dabi wants to change the rules.
Mu Ziming suppressed the noisy voice with his hand, and continued, "Now I announce that Ning Cheng is the number one in the Profound Pill Realm for this Tianzhou Zongmen Grand Competition. Can any participating monks have objections? If there are objections, come on stage. The game, if there is no objection, it is so decided."
Ning Cheng is the first place, and no one has any objections. Ning Cheng defeated a few powerful masters. They all looked relaxed. They didn't look desperately at all. Who would want to touch such a person
Everyone knows that this time the Tianzhou Zongmen Grand Competition will create a record that no one may break. If a monk changed the rules of the game, it might be broken. It had just played a little and a half in the big competition, and the first place was set. And no one has objections to this first place. This is absolutely unprecedented, and I am afraid that no newcomer will break it.
The square that had just quieted down again became noisy because of this incident.
"Although we have decided on the first place, the following matches are still going to be played, and the rest of the rankings are still to be competed." Mu Ziming's voice suppressed the noise in the entire square, and after speaking, he turned his head and smiled and looked at Ning. Cheng, "What do you think?"
Ning Cheng hurriedly bowed again and said, "Ning Cheng naturally has no objection to the Dao Master's decision. It's just that I originally wanted a bottle of Biomass Bamboo Shoot Marrow..."
"It's okay, you can say everything you need." Mu Ziming replied very simply.
Ning Cheng was no longer polite, "Senior, the younger generation only wants a special-grade soul-condensing pill, plus a bottle of life essence bamboo shoot marrow, nothing else."
Even though Ning Cheng knew that facing a Taoist master, what he said now was very dangerous, but in order to escape for his life in the future, he had to do this.
"Just these two?" Mu Ziming asked with some doubts. He thought that if Ning Cheng stayed here, it was definitely a lion's mouth open. Although Ning Cheng's primordial bamboo shoot marrow was also a lion's mouth, it was much better than he expected. This made him feel a little better.
"Just these two things," Ning Cheng said affirmatively.
Mu Ziming nodded, "I will give you these two things."
After speaking, Mu Ziming took out the two jade bottles and threw them to Ning Cheng. Ning Cheng took them and put them away without hesitation. "Thank you, senior, if the juniors become capable in the future, they will definitely repay today's favor."
Ning Cheng was not a fool. He could hear the meaning of Mu Ziming's words. These two things were not provided by Lezhou Competition, but Mu Ziming himself. Besides, even if it is provided by the competition, no prizes will be issued now.
"Go down, do it yourself."
"Yes."
After holding a fist, Ning Cheng quickly withdrew from the stage.
Ning Cheng changed the rules of the competition that had lasted for many years, and allowed a Taoist master to come on stage to invite him down, which was enough to make a sensation in the entire Tianzhou.
Because of Ning Cheng's going down, the Profound Pill Realm stage was fought again. The ten major sects of Tianzhou meant a lot of resources, and no one would want to fall behind. And as the game continued, it became more and more exciting.
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The first time Ning Cheng stepped off the stage was to prepare to leave. As for whether Yin Kongchan and Xu Yingdie would leave, he didn't care at all.
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(To be continued...)