In the northern ice field of Yinghuangzhou, beside the Taichu Liyou Pillar, Xue Lianzi was about to leave with Xu Qing and Chen Erniu.
But at this moment, hundreds of rays of light suddenly burst out from the Taichu Liyou Pillar, heading straight for him.
The appearance of these lights immediately caused the crowd below to take a breath.
Xue Lianzi also reacted quickly. He flicked his sleeves, put away the brilliance before they could get closer, turned around and left quickly.
The competition for ranking is about to end as Xu Qing and the captain fall one after another.
Although others are continuing, they cannot be the first.
The most likely one is Qingqiu. She is now over 2,900 feet tall and is still gritting her teeth and moving forward.
As for the sword-holding elders in the sword-holding court who were paying attention to this matter, they all looked at Xu Qing and Chen Erniu who were taken away by Xue Lianzi.
"These two boys should have each harvested a bit of the aura within the totem."
"We have also studied the aura in the totem over the years. It is very mysterious. Unfortunately, it cannot be absorbed and can only be used externally."
"This is not something they can control. According to the internal mechanism of the sword holder, they will arrange for someone to take it back and increase their military merit. If they don't agree, there is no need to force it."
Due to the decision of the sword-wielding elder, she climbed to the age of two thousand nine hundred and thirty feet and had to stop. She had reached her own limit.
If you go further up, even if you can get more than a few dozen feet, it will shake your own foundation, and it is impossible to reach three thousand feet.
Therefore, Qingqiu felt regretful, but decisively let go of her hand.
With her end, the competition for Taichu Li Youzhu's ranking would have come to an end, but in the next moment, when the three-hour limit was over, a person walked out of Taisi Xianmen.
This person has a tall and straight posture, a dignified appearance, and a calm expression. His blue robe seems to be surrounded by running water, reflecting the bright light.
Especially his eyes, which are profound, with pupils and rune marks twinkling.
Wherever he passed, the surrounding void actually twisted, as if this was caused by some of his skills, making him seem to be traveling through the void when he walked.
This scene is extremely rare for the Tiangong Jindan monk.
And when he walked out, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.
They inhaled one after another, and their expressions were even more respectful, making way for him.
It was Zhang Siyun, the Taoist disciple of Taisi Xianmen.
He looked calm and walked forward calmly. He didn't like to walk with ants, so he didn't appear when Xu Qing and others were climbing.
It was only at this moment, when everyone had given up, that he walked out and walked calmly to the Taichu Liyou Pillar.
Finally, in front of everyone's attention, he raised his steps and stepped onto the pillar in front of him.
Jump up.
As soon as he stepped on it, he galloped out. The speed was so fast that he reached a height of thousands of feet without any pause.
Such momentum immediately made everyone watching look strange, but there was no discussion or uproar. It seemed that it was normal for him to be able to do this.
After all, this is the first human disciple of this generation in Yinghuangzhou!
At the same time, the sword-holding elders in the sword-holding court all set their sights on Si Yun.
"This is a good luck swordsman, and he can be considered a quasi-sword wielder."
"His master, Taoist Nan Si, is now one of the four deacons in the Sword Palace in Shangjun. Although his rank is the same as mine, when he serves in the sword palace, we have to call him "sir" when we see him."
"I heard that Master Nansi once asked him if he needed to use his once-in-ten-year authority as a deacon to avoid the assessment, but he refused. He wanted to come here in person to participate in the assessment and take the formal route to become a sword holder. Then, with the help of his master’s authority, he can increase his sword-holding grade.”
"This is because he is extremely confident in himself. Although there are only three places, he believes that he will definitely get it."
"The leaders this time are not easy. There are three places. Let's see who among them can get it."
Under the watchful eyes of these sword-wielding elders, Zhang Siyun's speed did not slow down, leaping from a height of one thousand feet to 1,700 feet, until he easily stepped onto two thousand feet.
At this height, his speed was slightly slower, with occasional pauses, but overall it was still very fast, 2,200 feet, 2,400 feet, 2,600 feet.
If you look far away, you can see that he is also a little out of breath at this height. After all, the impact of resentment in this position is great. But in the next moment, a canopy appeared above him, and white light shone all over his body.
That was his life light.
This life lamp is different from Xu Qing's big black umbrella and the colorful wind chant. It is completely white, giving people a sense of holiness, and the flame is also white flame.
It looks like an upside-down mountain peak, full of sacred meaning.
This is the Baishan Holy Fire Lantern!
You can see a large amount of white fire spreading from the mountain to the edge, flowing down, and nothingness is burning wherever it passes.
Zhang Siyun is under the holy fire lamp of the White Mountain, with white flames burning around him, emitting white light. Coupled with his blue robe, good looks, and calm eyes, a sense of divine transcendence arises spontaneously!
There was even a roar coming from behind him.
There was a sound of shattering in the void behind him, and a huge white dragon stretched out from the crack, surrounding it, threatening all directions.
Two long white dragon whiskers hung on Zhang Siyun's left and right sides, swaying irregularly.
The beards and hairs that grow around the dragon's neck are also moving with the wind. All of this makes Zhang Siyun seem to be an immortal who has subdued the blue dragon standing between heaven and earth.
He looked up and spoke quietly in his mind.
"The swarm of ants from before are not worthy of standing on top of my head and watching how I crush you."
Then, he moved.
Heading towards a higher position, suddenly move forward.
Twenty-seven hundred feet, twenty-eight hundred feet, twenty-nine hundred feet, until it surpassed Qingqiu's previous height and reached three thousand feet in one leap.
He wanted to continue here, but in the next moment, the strange moon totem at this height actually shined for the third time after shining twice before, and was activated!
Zhang Siyun's body was shaken.
At the same time, in the far west of the Wanggu Continent, which is extremely far away from Yinghuangzhou, the red moon hanging high in the sky in the endless night is still vaguely murmuring.
"Who robbed me of a trace of my divine source... huh?"
"It's you?"
As soon as this voice came out, Zhang Siyun, who was standing on the Taichu Liyou Pillar in Yinghuangzhou at a height of 3,000 feet, instantly changed his calm expression to one of shock.
The calmness in his eyes disappeared in an instant and turned into shock.
His face showed disbelief, and he felt an indescribable and shocking force, as if a god had descended, drowning him with destruction and anger!
All this happened so suddenly, he was like an ant under the giant's fingers, unable to resist and extremely fragile.
A shrill scream came from his mouth, a large mouthful of blood spurted out, a loud banging sound came from his body, and blood burst out from the pores all over his body.
The life lamp above his head dimmed and almost went out. The white dragon behind him let out a tragic scream, and most of his body exploded, and his white body turned into blood.
The same thing happened here with Zhang Siyun. His legs collapsed directly, and half of his body was shattered into a large amount of flesh and blood. The same was true for his arms and body. Even this kind of destruction was spreading. His face showed despair for the first time, and even more There is a sense of confusion that is intense to the extreme.
He didn't know what was going on.
This scene was too sudden.
In an instant, a figure rushed out from the Taisi Immortal Sect. Even the sword-holding elders in the sword-holding court were moved and took action immediately.
This is not their partiality. In fact, Xu Qing and Chen Erniu were seriously injured before, but they were obviously not so serious and did not affect their lives.
But for some reason, this Si Yun seems to be extinct.
Such a talented person died here, and they couldn't help but watch and not rescue him.
So in the blink of an eye, together with the arrival of Taisi Xianmen, a total of four Guixu Daxiu appeared beside Zhang Siyun at the same time, and they all took action to treat him.
And the old man who arrived from the Taisi Immortal Sect took out a large number of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and even used an extremely precious Taisi Dan.
This pill was originally intended to be used by Zhang Siyun at a critical moment, but now he doesn't care about it. With the help of the terrifying vitality contained in it and countless pills, Zhang Siyun's injuries were suppressed and Zhang Siyun's injuries were suppressed. It was saved.
After doing this, the old man from Taisi Xianmen supported the weak and unconscious Zhang Siyun, and looked helplessly at the sword-wielding elder in front of him.
"Three adults, how could this happen?"
The three sword-holding elders were also puzzled. They looked at Taichu's position three thousand feet away from Youzhu, and shook their heads with a wry smile.
"I will investigate this matter later."
The old man from Taisi Xianmen sighed, clasped his fists and left with Zhang Siyun.
The matter came to an end here, and the sword-holding court moved very quickly, sealing the Taichu Liyou Pillar without allowing anyone to climb it, and then began to inspect the Taichu Liyou Pillar.
As for Zhang Siyun, amidst the numerous uproar that followed, he was brought back to his residence by the old man from Taisi Xianmen, who treated his injuries at all costs and completely stabilized his injuries.
And Zhang Siyun himself was not bad. After his injury stabilized, it only took two days to fully recover.
But neither he, nor the old man from Taisi Xianmen, nor the Sword Holding Court noticed that... Zhang Siyun, who was supposed to die, had no real reason for his death.
After Zhang Siyun recovered, a red moon appeared in a very hidden corner of his consciousness.
The figure sitting on the moon covering his face slowly lowered his hands at this moment, revealing a strange face.
The reason why I say it is weird is because there are no facial features on this face.
There are countless small holes. At this moment, they are shrinking and squirming, and red blood is flowing out in an endless stream...
Revealing ominousness.
"not him."
"The predators should be my kind... When they come, I will find them and devour them."
"This body is weak and still needs to be nourished. Before that... continue to sleep."
The figure on the moon whispered softly, and the sound became weaker and weaker.
Zhang Siyun had no ability to know all this. He thought everything was normal, but in fact this was the only reason why he did not die.
But Xu Qing, who was stationed at the Eight Sects Alliance, suddenly opened his eyes from the cross-legged position to heal his wounds at this moment, with palpitations and surprise in his eyes as he looked towards the station of Taisi Xianmen.
(End of chapter)
