Under Huang Yuantai's enthusiastic leadership, everyone sat on a teleportation array and were teleported to Magic Island in an instant.
This island itself was used by the Jietian Sect to train its disciples in martial arts battles. Not only was it integrated with the secret treasures of a small world, but it was also sacrificed by the Jietian Sect's supreme leader to become a treasure.
The scene in front of me suddenly became clear. From the tranquility and nature of the island where Xiao Tianqiwa was in retreat just now, to the noisy and uproar now, every moment of silence and movement, it was a very mysterious experience.
The place for fighting is located among the rising battle platforms in the sky. It is densely packed. At a glance, it is quite shocking. There are at least 3,000 battle platforms, and 6,000 disciples can compete in them at the same time.
For a behemoth and ancient force like the Jietian Sect, the number of disciples and sages alone is more than a hundred thousand.
In the lower realm, the Venerable is the top being of a force. He is very rare and rarely seen on ordinary days. But here it is completely dark. It is really dark because everyone is wearing well-fitting black clothes, and this kind of clothes itself is very dark. They are divided into three, six or nine levels, and the worst ones are all Noble Phantasms refined in the Divine Fire Realm.
Some of the more distinguished disciples of His Holiness, such as Huang Yuantai in front of him, are wearing black robes, which are the treasured robes of the True God’s sacrifice.
Xiao Tian, a young man dressed in purple, appears here, accompanied enthusiastically by the giggling Huang Yuantai, which will inevitably attract the attention of many people.
Xiao Tian has the body of a seventh child, with eyes like stars, as quiet as the bright moon, with an unworldly temperament and a purple aura around his body. No one dares to look down upon him.
At the same time, Xiao Tian also looked at the talented sages who came here to compete for places. Each of these people had a fighting spirit like the sea, their eyes were like torches, and their spiritual power was surging.
There are so many venerable figures gathered here, and each of them is filled with surging blood. Some of them are even like wolf smoke on the Tianling Cap. Some of them are as thick as mountains, some are really like the scorching sun, and some of them are like big dragons. , penetrating the sky, the momentum is amazing.
Occasionally, there is a strong man in the divine fire realm who maintains order standing around. Like a god and demon, he stands outside the battle platform, with the colorful divine fire behind his head turned into a divine disk or a divine ring.
The younger generation of geniuses are very low-key. These disciples who come to serve as referees are all inner sect brothers who come here to do tasks. There are many geniuses among them. The Venerable faces the gap in the divine fire realm, which is as insurmountable as a chasm.
Xiao Tian Qiwa focused his eyes and looked at a battle platform. His consciousness was immediately drawn and he saw the scene inside the battle platform. It was a very mysterious feeling. He did not use the Yuantian Divine Eye, which was built into the battle platform itself. Ability to facilitate surrounding disciples to watch the battle.
"Rumble..."
Inside the battle platform, lead clouds were like mountains, one after another, thick and majestic, solemn and solemn, the atmosphere was full, and there was a terrifying fighting spirit that overwhelmed the spectators and made them breathless.
It seems to tell the story of what happened on these battle platforms. Inside is a huge martial arts field, the whole body is made of lapis lazuli.
The thick gray clouds in the sky above the battle platform seemed to never dissipate, almost pressing down on the heads of the combatants inside. The ancient killing and the unwillingness to die were surging. It is conceivable that there were also people on these battle platforms. The monks face each other in life and death, until one party dies and the grudge ends, so there is a strong sense of killing and resentment.
Once upon a time, many amazing geniuses fell here and became stepping stones for stronger people.
Xiao Tian also knows that all this is normal. No matter how peaceful the sect or the great sect is, there are still fights. Sometimes the fight reaches the point of life and death, and it is necessary to enter the platform of life and death.
Of course, entering is generally a matter of your own free will, without any coercion or the like.
After all, for such a great sect, there is no shortage of settings such as the Asking Heart Formation. Who dares to lie and deceive the Jietian Sect's law enforcement island.
"Brother Yang, to enter the battle arena, you only need to put your spiritual consciousness mark on it. When the arena is empty, it will naturally be your turn. Of course, there are others who will be imprinted with their spiritual consciousness. At this time, you can also You can forcefully erase the spiritual consciousness they left behind and get in first.
The fastest way to get a seed spot is to defend the tournament. If you win 100 games in a row, you will directly become a seed player. "
Huang Yuantai explained.
On Xiao Tian's body, a spiritual body was temporarily condensed and fused with a ray of his consciousness. Such a battle could not be seen by the first generation, and there was no need for him to waste his energy.
His spiritual body came out of Xiao Tian and directly imprinted his consciousness on a battle platform, erasing the imprints of other people's consciousness one by one.
At the same time, the two people fighting in the battle arena also decided the winner. Since it was a trial, only the winner was determined, not life or death, unless there happened to be a grudge against each other.
brush!
Xiao Tian's spiritual body was directly pulled to the battle platform by a traction force, and he stood on the green gold battle platform. The area inside was vast, spanning thousands of miles, with sword marks and finger holes on it, and long-lasting black blood stains, mottled. Standing here, I can't help but feel a lot of emotions. Fighting to split the sky, deciding life and death, this is the path of a monk.
Over the vast martial arts field, there are heavy gray clouds and mist. As far as the eye can see, you can see some floating stone tablets with the names of fallen geniuses engraved on them. The more powerful the stone tablets are, the stronger they become. The weak stone tablets have long been turned into rubble. , this place looks like a desolate ancient battlefield.
Although I didn’t really see it, there were corpses everywhere and blood floating in the oars, but the aura of desolation and vicissitudes, the unwillingness of the strong man after his death, and even the fragments of the unwilling spiritual mark that were unwilling to be erased, wandered around, and the chill could be penetrated. It penetrates into a person's bones and affects the battle between both parties.
Xiao Tian feels that the design here is quite similar to the god-level battle platform in the sky battlefield of the Virtual God Realm.
Or, this is the former strong man deliberately imitating something, for example, the frontier battlefield.
Whenever you enter the battlefield to fight, you will be baptized physically and mentally. You will feel something in your heart. It is as if you have experienced the vicissitudes of the battle in an instant. You can feel the resentment of falling short and staining the battlefield with blood. You can understand the cruelty of the monk world. Only the strong can Survive and go further.
Xiao Tianling let out a long roar, and his body was filled with purple energy. He didn't want to expose any magic skills and cause unnecessary trouble. Fighting like this was just a chance for him to hone his seven-child magical power runes and evolve some new tactics. All the challengers were his experimental subjects. His body was as light as a swallow, and he landed on the life-and-death battle platform. He stood with his hands behind his back and glanced around. He knew that those who paid attention to him had seen it and said: "Who dares to challenge me?" A battle.”
It was just six words, but it was extremely arrogant and unruly. He looked in all directions, looked down at the geniuses of the Jietian Sect around him, and simply provoked him directly.
The teachings of the Jietian Sect are not liked by the Butian Sect. Another point is that the Butian Sect only recruits human disciples.
The Jietian Sect, on the other hand, is a bit like teaching without distinction. As long as it is a female disciple, it accepts all living beings.
Male disciples are also accepted, but the requirements are even more stringent. They must not be accepted unless they are peerless geniuses. To put it mildly, they must be bred and have good genes.
Many male disciples who want to join the Jietian Sect have their own thoughts on female disciples. The top fairies of various races gather in the Jietian Sect, which is the holy land in the hearts of romantic male monks.
"No matter who you are, you are so arrogant, I, Ouyang Jing, will fight with you."
The next moment, the few male disciples around him were actually stimulated by Xiao Tian, and directly imprinted their divine consciousness on them, turning into a five-color divine light and rushing onto the battlefield.
Xiao Tian glanced at it and saw that it turned out to be a five-color peacock with quite pure blood. There were members of the peacock tribe in the Three Thousand Dao States of the Upper Realm. This guy had become a member of the Jie Tian Sect, and he was obviously planning something evil.
"boom!"
After he entered the battle arena, without saying a word, he opened his five fingers, and a piece of five-color divine light turned into a five-color divine sword, unfolded like a fan, and slashed towards Xiao Tian's spiritual body.
Xiao Tian reached out his hand, and the palm was filled with purple energy, like the hand of the sky. This was the evolution of Shi Hao's treasure technique that he had seen, and his own treasure technique runes, which he understood and sorted out.
The big purple hand, filled with purple energy, tore apart the lead cloud and covered it. The five-color divine sword was annihilated. The man he was fighting was blown away in an instant. A ray of divine light swept through and rescued him directly.
Ouyang Jing looked ugly. He knew very well why he was rescued by the chief referee of the arena next to him. If he didn't come out, he would die, so he couldn't catch a move and was directly eliminated.
On the battlefield!
brush!
As Ouyang Jing was eliminated, other people who were re-imprinted with the mark of divine consciousness were teleported in.
"Snapped"
What came up was a woman in black wearing the uniform uniform of Jie Tian Sect. Her first impression was that of beauty and coldness. Without saying a word, she drew her sword and struck at Xiao Tian. With a seemingly ordinary sword, in the void The silver threads were imprinted, unable to disappear, and stayed there, as if they could tear everything apart.
A cold and beautiful spider spirit, her innate magical power and sword skills are fused together. Her sword energy is like silk, spreading like strands.
At the same time, she herself was like a ghost, erratic, her movement caused the wind to move and blended into the wind. This should be the ancient pure-blood beast, the Ghost-faced Wind Spider.
Xiao Tian was very calm. He used the move just now. He slapped his palm down, and the void solidified, like the hand of the sky. The disaster of heaven. He had captured the Taoist hatred of this move. The more he evolved, he really evolved some Of course, there are also things of his own. The purple energy is dense and contains terrifying devouring power. Wherever it passes, the spider silk sword energy is directly swallowed up.
brush!
The divine light just now appeared again, and it directly caught the woman and pulled her out of the fighting platform. It was determined that she could not stop it.
too weak!
This is normal. In the original plot, the Six-Crown King's spirit body fights against the three brothers of the Shi family, Shi Hao, Shi Yi, and Qin Xiaohao.
Even if Xiao Tian's spiritual body is condensed casually, there is no problem in suppressing the first generation. There is no first generation in this Jietian Sect at all. Maybe there is, and the witch Bai Qian is an alternative first generation.
In the first generation, only one appeared on each continent. There was a witch in Kunzhou, which was already pretty good.
Therefore, other geniuses, even if they are very good, can stand out from hundreds of billions of creatures.
However, he was a scumbag in front of Xiao Tian and could be suppressed with just one hand.
He didn't use any force at all, and the geniuses who rushed up fell down one by one, and were rescued by the chief referee who was protecting the road.
He is like a ruthless score-boosting machine. No matter if you are charming or charming, whether you are a beautiful witch or fairy in the Jietian Sect, he will give her a slap in the face and ask her to get out.
Too weak, not even qualified to hone his magic.
(End of chapter)
