Because Wenyuguo is used to refine Yuanying Pill, Yuanying Pill is only useful for those who need to form a baby, so all the people who were recruited today are Jindan cultivators. When they heard that they were going to fight with Ding Ziyu, everyone became uneasy.
"I can't wait for the Jindan cultivation base, how can I compete with Ding Fengzhu?" Someone from the Qingyun Sect said dissatisfiedly.
"You don't want to take the opportunity to wait for a killer from me, right?"
"Everyone, don't be impatient, but it's just a few tricks, until the point is reached." Master Liu Mang smiled, "The conference will be presided over by this seat, and Elder Ding will take care of it here. I'll give you an explanation."
Today's affairs are a bit unconventional in the end. As a suzerain, if he stays, he will inevitably be criticized by others. Having said that, Master Liu Mang left with a flick of his sleeves, and handed it over to the father and son surnamed Ding.
Although everyone was dissatisfied, Ding Hu was also an elder of the God Transformation stage. The Jindan cultivators did not dare to make mistakes, so they could only bite the bullet and fight against Ding Ziyu.
"Take a step forward when you read the name," Liu Yunzong's disciple held a bamboo slip, "Qingyunzong is super cold."
The first person to be named was actually the super-cold person who competed with Mo Tianliao a few days ago. The super cold face was not very good-looking, and he walked out slowly and bowed to Ding Ziyu.
"Use your usual moves to attack me." Ding Ziyu had a hand behind her back, looking like a senior.
Super cold raised his hand, and a water dragon rushed towards Ding Ziyu.
Ding Ziyu immediately summoned a fire dragon and merged with the water dragon. The fire dragon was twice as big as the water dragon, and instantly swallowed the water dragon while rushing towards the super cold.
Nascent Soul cultivator's spiritual power is much faster than that of Jindan stage, there is no pause between moves, the fire dragon rushes straight, and it is about to swallow the super cold.
Super cold immediately sacrificed an ice wall and rolled on the spot.
Unexpectedly, the fire dragon dissipated by itself the moment it touched the ice wall, Ding Ziyu smiled and said, "Offended." Then, he made a "please" gesture, indicating that it was super cold and could leave.
When everyone saw that it was really time to stop, they were relieved and moved forward one by one.
Mo Tianliao was ranked fourth, and the people in front were all from the Qingyun Sect.
"Junior Brother Mo, it's your turn," whispered the Wo Yunzong disciple who was also called behind him. He was an ordinary disciple of the inner sect. He was recorded under the name of Xuanji. , "Let me hold the cat for you."
Mo Tianliao turned his head, glanced at the fellow with a beard, shook his head and declined, took out the cat in his arms and put it on the tree, the snow-colored kitten scrambled up to the tree and disappeared into the lush canopy. .
"Fellow Daoist Mo missed his appointment last night, but was accompanied by a beautiful woman?" Ding Ziyu looked at Mo Tianliao with a half-smiling smile.
"Where did Peak Master Ding come from?" Mo Tianliao poked out his ears, "The tutor has already arranged a marriage for Mo, so don't say such misleading words as Peak Master."
"You..." Ding Ziyu was choked for a moment. Yesterday, in order to hide others' eyes, he used voice transmission. No one knew about it.
When everyone heard such remarks, they all looked sideways. Mo Tianliao is handsome, and the conference has been well-known these few days. Mo Tianliao's words were misinterpreted by Ding Ziyu, which suddenly made people think crooked. No wonder Ding Ziyu was always looking for trouble with Mo Tianliao these days.
The peak master of the dignified Floating Cloud Sect actually likes a man who is taller and more valiant than him. Thinking of the rumor that Ding Ziyu was the pampering of Venerable Zongtian, he couldn't help but believe it a little.
"Cough cough..." Seeing this, Ding Hu, who was standing beside him, coughed, reminding Ding Ziyu not to talk nonsense.
Ding Hu knew how much his son was worth. If Ding Ziyu really got the true inheritance of Jiaotian, he would have cracked the artifact refining method long ago. One is to cover up the fact that he sent his son to do pampering; the other is to fight for power and profit in the sect.
At this conference, Ding Ziyu was supposed to be at the top of the mountain, but the clinker was taken first by this kid named Mo. I heard Ding Ziyu this morning that this person was going to expose Ding Ziyu's identity, and immediately reached a consensus with his son, this Mo Tianliao must remove!
"I came to attend the three sects conference, originally for the sake of friendship between the three sects, but now I have been dragged to fight with the monks of a higher realm, just to verify whether we are thieves, the hospitality of the Floating Cloud Sect, also It's really unexpected." Mo Tianliao stood on the spot with his hands behind his back and did not make any move, because he could feel that there was a powerful divine sense testing him, and among the people present, only Ding Hu was a spiritual cultivator.
Mo Tianliao couldn't turn his eyes to look at it, he just pretended not to know, talking to delay time, and at the same time quickly thinking of countermeasures.
With his cultivation in the middle stage of Jindan, coupled with the spirit of the gods, it is not difficult to kill Ding Ziyu by leaps and bounds, but there is no chance of winning against the monks. And the most important thing is that Ding Hu can't see that he is an old ghost who has been reborn.
Although the Cultivation World now holds the deceased "Zhengtian Venerable" very high, it is only to respect his achievements in refining weapons. Back then, in the Demon Palace and the Valley of Ten Kills, he killed half of the elites of the two and a half of the righteous. If he knew that he was still alive, no one would know how many would come to seek revenge.
The other Jindan cultivators who were dragged to the competition could not help but show their dissatisfaction when they heard this.
Some of them are going to participate in the last round of today's competition. If they spend their spiritual power here, they will definitely suffer a loss if they go to the arena. Looking around, there is not a single Floating Cloud Sect cultivator who has been dragged here.
"I'm waiting here to waste my energy, and the disciples of Flowing Cloud Sect will take the lead."
"If you want a disciple of your own sect to win the championship, his heart can be punished."
"Hmph, I sent a lost treasure, what's the worth of Xiaobi," Ding Hu said coldly, "If the thief is found today and the lost property is recovered, I will compensate you all."
At the moment when Dinghu was distracted and spoke, the spirit that was watching was evacuated. Mo Tianliao immediately started, turning Taishi into a long knife and slashing at Ding Ziyu with the knife.
Because both of them are high-level cultivators with spiritual souls, when they start their hands, their souls are called. You come and go, just like a handful of red beans and mung beans mixed together. If you don't focus on the beans you want to observe at the beginning, then look at it again. Can't see anything.
Ding Ziyu was caught off guard and was almost hit by him, and immediately threw out a spirit sword to resist. As a well-qualified artifact refiner, Ding Ziyu has two spiritual roots of earth and fire, just like the calcined heaven of the previous life. Flames were attached to the long sword, and at the same time, countless soils pierced the ground.
The biggest difference between Yuanying and Jindan is that Yuanying cultivator can use multiple techniques at the same time because of the help of Yuanying in Dantian, while Jindan cultivator can only use one at a time.
However, this was not difficult for Mo Tianliao. The big knife in his hand turned into a long spear, the tip of the spear was on the ground, and he rose up with strength, dodging many soil thorns, and turned the long spear into a bow and arrow in mid-air. The tortoiseshell-colored bow, with only one arrow, curved the bow and shot out.
Ding Ziyu immediately erected an earth wall to block, and the arrow of the clinker was indestructible, instantly pierced through the earth wall three feet thick, and shot straight at the center of his eyebrows. Immediately retreating back, at the same time raising his hand to seal, one after another earth wall was constantly erected in front of him, the arrow was in no way unfavorable.
Before Ding Ziyu could catch his breath, Mo Tianliao drew his bow again, another arrow.
Ding Ziyu was aroused by his anger, mobilized his spiritual power, erected a wall of earth that was ten feet thick, and at the same time sacrificed a fire dragon, and rushed straight at Mo Tianliao.
Mo Tianliao dodged, and the fire dragon was chasing after him. Under his feet is his newly refined flying sword, which has no attack power and can only be used to fly. But just because all the additional functions were abandoned, this flying sword was very light, agile, and extremely fast. It carried Mo Tianliao and flew over the earth wall before the arrow reached the earth wall.
Within a zhang of the master, Taishi can control his own body. But after seeing the tortoiseshell-colored arrow, after passing straight through the earth wall, it turned a corner as if it had grown eyes, and flew towards Ding Ziyu again.
Ding Ziyu never thought that the arrow would change direction, and the shoulder blades were shot across the face, but he didn't care, he immediately directed the fire dragon to devour Mo Tianliao, and at the same time threw out the spirit sword in his hand and controlled it with his soul. Lingjian fought against Mo Tianliao.
The tortoiseshell-colored arrow returned to Mo Tianliao's hands, merged with the bow and arrow, and split into two in the air, turning into two swords, and fighting with the spirit sword. Ding Ziyu's spirit sword needs his soul to control, Taishi is within ten feet of Mo Tianliao, he doesn't need to worry about it, and he can play happily. Mo Tianliao could concentrate on dealing with the fire dragon.
But seeing countless dead trees rising into the sky, pulling the fire dragon away, the fire ignited immediately upon meeting the wood, and the fire was raging, immediately destroying the shape of the fire dragon and assimilating it into the endless flames.
Everyone retreated to avoid being burned.
Because there is only one soul, Ding Ziyu can't be distracted to control the fire dragon if he wants to deal with the spirit sword. Mo Tianliao himself is also of the fire attribute. He raised his hand to mobilize his spiritual power to gather the blazing fire and draw a Tai Chi in the void.
The fire continued to rush towards the flame-shaped Taiji map, and when all the flames subsided, it was like a gourd full of wine, pushed behind it, and sprayed out instantly. The huge Huo Tai Chi moved towards Ding Ziyu and put on his hood. Mo Tianliao stuffed a few Qi-returning pills into his mouth. His spiritual power couldn’t keep up. He needed to hold his breath to absorb the spiritual stones, waiting for the Jindan cultivators to compete. They were dumbfounded. Where did these two stop, they were clearly fighting for their lives!
Ding Ziyu had to withdraw the spirit sword, and at the same time used the earth magic to resist, fire can harden the earth, and the earth wall becomes stronger when it is exposed to fire, but the tortoise shell-colored swords are not affected at all, returning to Mo Tianliao's hands, forming a large handle. The sword was approved by Mo Tianliao.
"Crack!" The solid earth wall cracked, and Mo Tianliao raised his hand and slashed at Ding Ziyu, who was terrified.
Tai Chi Condensing Fire Art, this is a move unique to Venerable Gingtian!
"Stop!" Seeing that the situation was not good, Ding Hu raised his hand and patted Mo Tianliao's back.
The hunting palm wind was mixed with huge spiritual power, and attacked directly at Mo Tianliao. No matter how strong he was, after all, the cultivation base was there, and it was impossible to resist the palm of a god-turning cultivator who had surpassed two realms.
Mo Tianliao immediately returned his hand, turning Taishi into a shield, and at the same time using all his spiritual power to resist.
"Bang!" With a loud noise, Mo Tianliao was agitated several feet away.
"Ow, it hurts!" Tai Shi shouted in the sea of consciousness, the shield was deformed by the huge force, and soon it changed back on its own.
"Boom—" The huge force exploded instantly, turning the grass and trees within a radius of several miles into ashes.
The people watching around, reacted quickly to hold up the defensive barrier to escape the disaster, and reacted slowly and directly spat out a mouthful of blood.
After the smoke cleared, a gleaming white figure was seen guarding in front of Mo Tianliao, with a slender and fair hand facing Ding Hu.
Mo Tianliao got too close and was injured by the impact. A wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, wiped it with the back of his hand, and called out, "Master!"
Qingtong and Ding Hu retracted their palms at the same time, and at the moment of retraction, they slapped them with a backhand. Shouldn't it be time to hold back at the same time, be polite, sit down and have a good talk? Ding Hu didn't expect Qingtong to make another move. He was caught off guard, and he slapped him in the face, and blood immediately overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
This is not an internal injury, but a broken mouth.
"My apprentice, it's not the turn of others to bully." Qingtong said coldly.
It was the first time that Ding Hu had been slapped in the face in such an old age, not to mention that this Qingtong real person was several hundred years younger than him, so he was stunned for a while.
"Father!" Ding Ziyu got up from the mound, "Mo Tianliao is... ah!" Before he could say a word, he was slapped by Qingtong and fell heavily to the ground.
"Qingtong, don't deceive people too much!" Ding Hu came back to his senses, and when he saw Qingtong attacking his son, he was instantly furious.
"If you hurt my apprentice, I'll hit your son. It's fair!" Qingtong crossed his arms and received a punch from Ding Hu, and the two immediately fought.
It is obviously not a wise choice to stay on the spot when the cultivators fight in the spiritual transformation stage. Those Jindan cultivators, together with the disciples and attendants of the Flowing Cloud Sect, avoided one after another, and hurried back to inform the elders of their sect. There was no one on the top of the mountain in an instant, only the constantly destroyed rocks, vegetation, splashing everywhere.
Countless ice crystals turned into spikes to surround Dinghu, and the huge virtual palm also turned into ice edges in midair, cracking the earth wall more than ten feet high. The pure mutated ice-type spiritual energy froze the flames released by Ding Hu into ice balls. The flame climbed up the ice dragon, and the ice dragon devoured the flame. At the same time, it is accompanied by the confrontation of countless ice thorns and soil thorns.
The spirit of the refiner is usually stronger than that of other cultivators. Qingtong is not completely spirited, so he is not afraid to compete with his spiritual power, but Ding Hu obviously will not simply fight with him. As a refiner, he didn't spend as much effort on cultivating moves as others, and his advantage was above his soul, so he would naturally compete with his soul at the same time.
When a powerful divine soul came, Qingtong had to use his own divine soul to counteract it. With one blow, the divine soul was agitated, and his head suddenly began to ache, and Qingtong frowned. Ding Hu immediately discovered the weakness of Qingtong's spirit, and pursued it with victory.
Mo Tianliao immediately realized that something was wrong, he turned Taishi into an armor to protect his chest, rushed to Qingtong's side despite the risk of injury, and grabbed his waist: "Master, I'm here to help you!"
The powerful spirit immediately confronted Ding Hu, intercepted Ding Hu's spirit in the sea of consciousness, and attacked him hundreds of times in rapid succession.
Dinghu widened his eyes and howled.
The two stood in one place, Ding Hu couldn't see whose spirit it was, and naturally thought it was Qingtong pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. Just showing weakness was just a trick to lure the enemy, and immediately pulled out the spirit and evacuated back.
"Father!" Ding Ziyu got up and flew towards Ding Hu with great difficulty, seeking the protection of his father, and at the same time threw a handful of fine instruments, which exploded in the air, shielding him.
Qingtong raised his hand and waved it, and slapped Ding Ziyu with his palm.
Ding Ziyu raised his hand to block in horror, the blue wrist guard on his wrist met this murderous palm, and suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and the palm full of spiritual energy bounced back instantly.
"Pfft—" Qingtong was hit by this huge force, and immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"Qingtong!" Mo Tianliao, who was concentrating on dealing with Dinghu's spirit, suddenly turned his head and caught the white figure like a butterfly with folded wings. The wristband was a pair with the bracelet on Qingtong's hand. When he was a child, the cat was ignorant and always attacked Mo Tianliao inadvertently. Mo Tianliao was reluctant to give him something to tame animals, so he added a function to the wrist guard, and any attack with killing intent would bounce back to the cat himself.
Although the kitten is naughty, it doesn't mean to hurt him, so that this function has never been used, and Qingtong doesn't know it at all, but now...
"Ah—" Mo Tianliao let out a long roar, and threw Taishi out, turning it into a machete, and slashing off Ding Ziyu's hand.