Boom! Boom! Boom!
The ancient bell of the main arena rang three times, and the sound shook hundreds of miles. The eyes of tens of thousands of monks in the north of Maple Bridge Town were all staring at the arena.
The heads of the local Immortal Immortal Cultivation Clan who were watching from a distance in the restaurant were also waiting to see what happened. Lu Xinmei stood out and the head of the Lu family was so happy.
"Two female cultivators from one sect have all entered the finals of the competition. Mr. Lu, your two daughters are very hopeful of breaking into the top five of the competition!"
Mr. Lu smiled humbly, twirled three strands of his black beard with his hand, and said with a chuckle: "What the heck, the little girl barely won, and is far less reliable than the eldest lady of the Cao family. Hehe, don't you think so?"
The head of the Cao family frowned, feeling secretly angry in his heart. The more humble Mr. Lu was at this moment, the more irritating he felt. This was not modesty, it was clearly just showing off!
"If I had two daughters, I would definitely have the last laugh! Mr. Lu, you have to be careful, maybe your wife will be defeated by my Zhen'er. Don't fall out with me then, hahaha! "
The head of the Cao family could no longer hold back his sullen mood and retorted.
"Eh? It's strange! To choose the opponent for the decisive battle, the third and fourth young ladies of the Lu family both spared Ye Ling, the champion of Tiandan Immortal Sect, and the fourth young lady of the Lu family really went after Miss Cao!"
The sharp-eyed among all the family heads saw the strangeness at a glance, and couldn't help but look back at the two family heads, Cao and Lu, with a look of gloating on their faces.
"No way. According to the layout of the main arena and their respective positions, the Wooden Puppet Immortal Sect should face the opposite Tiandan Immortal Sect. How could Miss Lu let Ye Ling go to fight Cao Zhen?"
Both the Cao and Lu families became worried. They leaned over and looked at each other. Mr. Lu was even more worried. He saw his third daughter, Lu Xinmei, going to fight Bai Qiu. The two daughters were facing off against two former sect leaders. Although the disciples are all female cultivators, they are all the strongest among the female cultivators. There is no guarantee who will win and who will lose.
Let's talk about Ye Ling on the main stage. Thanks to his previous agreement with Lu Xinmei and his secret help, he also won Lu Xuezhu's concession. The three of them had a tacit understanding and clearly ignored it.
Just when Ye Ling was deliberately avoiding a duel with Master Wuque and Li Hongfei, Dong Yun, the little demon boy of the Lingfu Immortal Sect, jumped over and said loudly: "Hey! Do you dare to fight with me?"
Although Dong Yun saw that Ye Ling was full of bloody aura, he was still the champion of the Tiandan Immortal Sect. According to the practice of previous years, the number of monks competing for the Tiandan Immortal Sect was the least and their strength was average, so he chose to fight against Ye Ling. .
Ye Ling smiled slightly, took out a soul flag from the storage bag, showed only one corner, and said lightly: "Little devil boy! Do you know this thing?"
The little devil boy Dong Yun was startled. The famous alchemy master in Maple Bridge Town in front of him was neither an evil cultivator in the Rakshasa Valley nor a demon monk, but he knew that he was called the little devil boy!
What surprised him even more was the Thousand Souls Flag displayed by Ye Ling!
"You, you are that person's young sect leader? That's disrespectful. I'm going to resign and choose someone else to fight!"
When the little devil boy remembered the mysterious monk in blue shirt and what the Rakshasa hag had told him, his scalp felt numb for a while and he resigned again and again.
Ye Ling took advantage of this moment and flew past Dong Yun, leaving Shang Junyi, who came forward aggressively to fight him, to Master Wu Que, but he blocked Qu Yang's approach.
"My defeated general, don't you want revenge? Just come!" Ye Ling sneered and looked at Qu Yang with disdain.
Qu Yang was so angry that he couldn't stop trembling with anger. He was about to challenge Ye Ling for a fight. It was his biggest desire to sweep Ye Ling out of the top five in the competition!
"Ye Ling! You're good to come. This is the moment I've been waiting for!"
Qu Yang gritted his teeth and spoke word by word, his eyes filled with resentment, almost spitting out fire.
Ye Ling just made him agitated, and sneered: "You have been nursing your injuries this month, how can you make any progress! And I have been practicing hard in Donglingze, and I have advanced from the eighth level of Qi training to the peak of the ninth level! You were no match for me at the beginning, and you are far behind now, hahaha!"
Ye Ling's words were like thousands of arrows piercing Qu Yang's heart. Ye Ling's words revealed what he was most worried about, and it was like a shadow was cast in his heart.
Just when Qu Yang was unsettled and fell into a contradictory state of hatred and guilt, the elder of the Chixiao Immortal Sect, who was leading the challenge, said slowly in an old voice: "Have you chosen your opponent? Get ready, as soon as the ancient bell rings, you will decisive battle!"
Ye Ling was still Gujing Wubo, and naturally took the Shura Blood Blade that shocked Qu Yang, and stared at him coldly.
When Qu Yang saw this broken blade that often appeared in nightmares, he couldn't help but tremble in his soul. Compared with the past, this broken blade actually changed from the original sinister aura to as red as blood. It was obvious that there was a new breakthrough in the grade, which made Qu Yang's heart sink.
Now, Ye Ling didn't have to hide the best equipment. With a thought, he took out the purple gold robe and green pine amulet from the Immortal Mansion's Star Picking Cliff and put it on his body instantly, which invisibly put great pressure on Qu Yang.
At the same time, Ye Ling was blessed with three kinds of body protection in an instant! The most basic golden bell body protection, the earth crystal-colored intermediate earth armor technique, and the intermediate golden light shield of Nan Sheng Sect almost blinded Qu Yang, and even the monks under the main arena looked at him sideways. !
"Ah! Isn't this the middle-level earth armor technique of Yun Cang Sect's secret technique? How did Master Ye learn it?"
"Ahem, I heard that Master Ye and Wei Tong, the second disciple of the Yun Cang Sect, are close friends. It's not surprising that they can bless intermediate earth armor skills!"
"What's even more surprising is that isn't that golden light shield a secret technique of the Southern Saint Sect? Master Ye Dan actually knows it too! Wasn't it taught to him by the Third Young Master of the Southern Saint Sect?"
Everyone was talking about it. Qu Yang bitterly blessed the sect's secret skill, the middle-level earth armor skill. He turned around and glared at his second junior brother Wei Tong. If this guy hadn't cheated, would it have been so difficult for him to seek revenge?
Wei Tong, however, didn't care. He crossed his arms and looked down upon his former senior brother Qu Yang. According to his temperament, if he enters the Dixuan Immortal Sect in the future, Qu Yang will have to call him senior brother! Who makes the Dixuan Immortal Sect more rare because he has extremely high qualifications for earth spiritual roots? Of course, Wei Tong also wishes his friend Ye Ling to win. In this way, Qu Yang will not be able to win the top five in the competition, and naturally he will not be able to get the Foundation Establishment Pill. , cannot become a foundation-building senior.
Under the main arena, Tang Xiong, the leader of the Nansheng Sect, looked so gloomy that he almost shed his tears. He roared at the disciples of the Nansheng Sect behind him: "Who leaked the secret of our sect! Is it you two evil disciples? Or that?" Honor your righteousness!"
Tang Xiong pointed at the third disciple, the silver-clothed monk, and the fourth disciple, and cursed loudly. When they were ripped off by Ye Ling and the sect's weapon refining pattern was taken away, Tang Xiong was furious.
Now that Ye Ling has learned even the middle-level golden light shield of his own secret technique, how can Tang Xiong not become furious! Naturally, I thought that these three idiots, known as the Third Young Master of the Southern Saint Sect, must have given the golden shield and jade slips to Ye Ling along with the weapon refining drawings.
The silver-robed monk and the four disciples were horrified. They knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly, swearing and swearing in defense. In order to escape the blame, they even turned the trouble to the senior brother Shang Junyi: "How dare we reveal the secrets of the sect? As for whether it was the senior brother who did it. Yes, we don’t know this, after the Senior Brother competition is over, the sect leader will just ask him!”
Tang Xiong, the leader of Nansheng Sect, suppressed his anger and snorted coldly: "A bunch of useless things! If Shang Junyi is defeated and cannot reach the top five in the competition, huh! Even he and you two will be left to this sect leader. Practice hard in the Nansheng Sect, don’t even want to go to the Golden Pavilion Immortal Sect!”
