The autumn wind is bleak, blowing towards the empty sea.
Many parts of Yang Jian's body have collapsed, twisted, and deformed. In some parts, even the flesh and blood have exploded into blood mist, leaving only white bones full of cracks.
Fortunately, the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills are so magical that such serious injuries can be restored to their original state in just a moment.
But at this moment, he couldn't care about repairing the injury, as if he could no longer feel the pain in his body.
He lowered his head.
The endless waves of the sea rise and fall.
He also had mixed feelings in his heart.
Lost!
Losing so easily!
Moreover, the method of this gambling battle was proposed by him himself.
Literally speaking, he got a huge advantage in this gambling battle!
That's why he said something like "smoothing the gap between the two sides".
But now it seems that the gap between the two sides is far greater than he imagined!
When the gap is big enough, it becomes a chasm, and it is impossible to smooth it out in any way!
Now that I think about it, his self-satisfied gambling method is clearly bringing about self-humiliation!
In front of that Hunyuan Yiqixian, he was like an ant!
An ant who thinks he is smart.
Could it be that if he changed the way of fighting, he would no longer be an ant?
The answer is obviously no!
Ants are always ants!
Until he gets rid of his "ant" identity, everything is in vain!
So, how should he get rid of the identity of "ant"?
"Uh-huh!"
Just when Yang Jian was confused, a light flashed in front of his eyes, and a tall and handsome figure appeared in front of him.
The person coming was none other than Yu Yuan, the Hunyuan Yiqi Immortal who knocked him thousands of miles away with one punch!
Although the divine light on the other party has been suppressed, Yang Jian, who has also embarked on the path of ancient body cultivation, can still feel the majestic aura inadvertently escaping from the other party.
At this moment, he had a feeling.
On the road of ancient physical cultivation, the other party has already stood at the peak that is difficult for him to reach, and he has only just started on the road.
But at this moment, instead of being depressed, he felt a strong fighting spirit burst out in his heart.
Since this Yu Yuan can reach the top, why can't he? !
All he lacks is time!
As long as you give him time, he will still be able to stand at the top!
Until then, come back to avenge today's shame!
Thinking like this, he finally felt relieved, bowed his fist to Yu Yuan, and then admitted defeat.
"Uh-huh!"
A faint golden light enveloped him and brought him back to the Jade Square.
Before the golden light dissipated, deafening cheers surrounded him.
The cheers naturally came from those Jiejiao disciples.
Especially the leader of the three generations of disciples, Huo Ling'er, laughed the loudest.
She was obviously fair and flawless, but at this moment she was covering her mouth and laughing without any image, and her bright eyes were bent into two small crescents.
Yes, she was tricked by me and lost to me in the gambling fight... Now she sees me reaping the consequences, she must be very happy, right?
Yang Jian recalled this incident and couldn't help but laugh at himself.
However, his face was extremely heavy, and with guilt in his eyes, he cupped his fists and saluted the immortals of the Chan Cult: "This disciple has lost the prestige of our sect, and I ask the deputy leader and elders to punish me!"
Taoist Ran Deng shook his head and said nothing.
Guangchengzi, Chi Jingzhi and others all had gloomy faces and remained silent.
The atmosphere in the venue was visibly solemn.
It was in sharp contrast to the cheering Jie Jiao disciples around him.
In the end, Master Yuding sighed softly, looked at his apprentice and said harmoniously: "Don't think too much, my master and all your elders know about this, no wonder you... It's time for Lingzhu to come on stage soon, please sit down first. .”
"yes!"
Yang Jian bowed respectfully, returned to his original seat and sat down cross-legged.
Wei Hu beside him couldn't help but cast envious eyes at him.
Look, both of them failed in one move. His master was kind to comfort him, but his master was yelling curses... Oh, they are both Twelve Golden Immortals, why is there such a big difference?
Ling Zhuzi, who was preparing to go on stage, also looked at Yang Jian with particularly resentful eyes.
As soon as Yang Jian caught his gaze, his face couldn't help but heat up.
"Even if I can't win here, I won't make it easy for him."
This is what he said before taking the field, and the result...
"Another one-hit victory."
Above the square, Saint Zhunti looked slightly surprised and looked at the Tongtian Cult Master with interest: "Senior brother, you are really an amazing disciple! The previous hammer was suspected of relying on the power of the spiritual treasure, but this punch is real. The physical divine power...
I teach in the West the technique of immortal golden body, which is suitable for him to practice!
I wonder if senior brother can..."
"cannot!"
The leader of Tongtian Cult said angrily: "I will say something ugly first, so as not to hurt the friendship between my fellow disciples! Although the West is barren and declining, there are still countless living beings. Junior brother, if you want to find someone to inherit the mantle, just look for it slowly, don't fight. The idea of a disciple in my religion!”
"Yes, yes... senior brother, calm down."
With a smile on his face, Saint Zhunti turned his eyes to Yuanshi Tianzun and said with a little surprise: "If I am not mistaken, this spiritual bead should be the most important treasure in the palm of the second senior brother, right?"
Yuanshi Tianzun remained expressionless, as if he had not heard his words.
Sage Zhunti was unhappy, but he always smiled, as if he didn't know what embarrassment was.
On the other hand, the sad look on the face of the saint who was waiting for you next to him became even deeper.
At this time, Ling Zhuzi had passed through the Cloud Gate and came to the infinite blue waves, looking at Yu Yuan from a distance.
"At first I thought it wouldn't be my turn to play!"
Lingzhuzi's eyes were full of fighting spirit, and he didn't seem to be affected by the defeat of Wei Hu and Yang Jian.
He stared at Yu Yuan closely. Instead of being afraid, his eyes were as eager as a hunter's heart. "I didn't expect you to be much stronger than we thought! But that's fine. The stronger you are, the more you can show off." My spirit beads are so powerful!"
Yu Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a half-smile, "Then you have to defeat me."
"Of course I will defeat you!" Lingzhuzi said firmly.
"You are very confident. Don't cry if you lose later."
"How dare you underestimate me!"
A trace of anger flashed in Ling Zhuzi's eyes, and he snorted coldly. He stretched out his hand and pulled off the bright red satin wrapped around his body. He waved his hand and spread it in the air. The red silk was like a thousand pieces of fire, with rays of light radiating out and red. He hooded Yu Yuan.
Yu Yuan stood still, letting the red silk wrap him up, and then with a little force on his hand, he easily broke it free.
The red clouds all over the sky disappeared.
But in his hand, there was already a seven-foot-two-inch crimson silk strip, with patterns of the sun, moon, nebula, and golden, black, and jade rabbits embroidered with gold threads on it.
"Hurry up and give me back Hun Tianling!"
Lingzhuzi showed an angry look on his face, pulled out a golden ring in his hand, and threw it into the air.
After the golden ring was released, it immediately transformed from one to two, from two to four...
In the blink of an eye, it was endless, spreading across the entire sky, shooting towards Yu Yuanchan from all directions.
Yu Yuan still refused to dodge and allowed the thousands of golden rings to hit him.
But when these golden rings fell on him, they all shattered into little golden lights.
[The physical body is damaged, Qi and blood +1]
[The physical body is damaged, Qi and blood +1]
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The famous Qiankun Circle, this is all it can do?
Yu Yuan was disappointed with this result.
In my memory, this treasure is the treasure of the Jinguang Cave. It is as big and small as you want, and powerful. It can hit every target and be indestructible!
Its color is pure gold and its shape is perfect round.
Its divine power is enough to overturn mountains and seas, collapse the sun and penetrate the moon, and shake the universe!
But now it seems that this treasure can only be called a middle-grade spiritual treasure at best.
At this moment, his expression moved slightly, and he noticed that the spiritual bead suddenly escaped from the golden ring in the sky, appeared behind him, then raised his hand and threw a brilliant golden light, piercing through the clouds with an unstoppable gesture. The wind hit his vest.
It turns out that the plank road was built in the open and Chencang was secretly used!
Yu Yuan suddenly understood, then turned around and raised his hand to catch the golden light.
"Dang!"
The golden light collided with his hand, causing a sound like gold and iron clashing.
His palm trembled slightly, and then he closed his fingers and grabbed the golden light in his palm.
The golden light revealed its true face, which was a palm-sized and extremely solid golden ring.
Looking at the sudden spike in numbers on the information panel, Yu Yuan felt relieved.
This is what the Qiankun Circle should look like.
"Give me back my baby!"
Lingzhuzi was shocked and angry. He didn't expect that his hidden killer move could be blocked so easily by the opponent.
He stretched out his hand and wanted to call back Hun Tianling and Qiankun Circle.
It's just something that even Ancestor Styx couldn't do. How could he, a kid who had just transformed, do it?
Although Huntian Ling and the Qiankun Circle were struggling desperately in Yu Yuan's hands, as long as Yu Yuan didn't let go, these two treasures would never escape from his hands.
Seeing that he couldn't call his treasure back, Lingzhuzi looked at Yu Yuan and said bitterly: "I wanted to have a good fight with you, but now you asked for it!"
As he spoke, he shook his head, and a primordial spirit figure about ten feet tall, with three heads and six arms suddenly appeared behind him.
At the same time, dozens of colorful treasures also emerged, rising and falling in the air around him.
There are fans, guns, ropes, bottles, seals, mirrors, swords, locks, bells, nails...
Many treasures emit brilliant light together.
I saw five colors of light shining directly into the sky, bright clouds, mist, mist, the charm of the road dissipated, the breath filled the air, and the vast divine power suppressed the ten directions.
Seeing this scene, all the Jiejiao disciples watching the battle in the square suddenly couldn't sit still.
"Isn't that colorful feather fan the Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan of Lord Qingxu Daode?"
"This is the best acquired spiritual treasure, made from the feathers of five kinds of divine fires and seven kinds of divine birds... It is also a treasure that can be ranked high in the entire prehistoric world!"
"And that bottle... it should be Taoist Cihang's pure glass bottle, right? It is said that this treasure can hold water from all the seas and five lakes. There is also three-light divine water in the bottle. No matter how high your Taoism is, as long as it is put into the bottle, it won't take a while. It will turn into pus and blood in three seconds!"
"I recognize that sword. It is the Immortal-Slaying Sword of Master Yuding. It is the treasure of his Jinxia Cave!"
"There is also the Immortal Binding Rope of Fear of Remaining Sun, and the Kongtong Seal of Taoist Lingbao..."
"Manjusri's Dragon-Defying Stake, Samantabhadra's Rainbow Lock!"
"Stop counting, these spiritual treasures are all the treasures of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao!"
"No wonder this spirit bead dares to speak arrogantly. It turns out there are so many treasures hidden in it!"
"Is this a foul?"
"It's not a foul. There are no rules in this competition."
"Then this is going to be really bad. Junior nephew Yu Yuan doesn't seem to have a few protective spiritual treasures on him."
"The situation is not good!"
"In order to win, these Chanjiao disciples can even think of this method. It's really..."
"You don't even have any shame!"
"Don't worry about it for now. Senior Nephew Yu Yuan will definitely lose. The one who will appear later will be Senior Nephew Huo Ling'er, right? We have to get some treasures for her quickly!"
"That's right. Since they want to fight for treasure with us, let's fight to the end!"
"..."
Above the square, Master Tongtian frowned slightly and couldn't help but turn his head to look at Yuanshi Tianzun.
Was this arrangement an impromptu idea of the disciples, or was it... prepared before coming?
He didn't ask, and Yuanshi Tianzun didn't seem to notice his gaze.
Saint Zhunti glanced at them, and the smile on his face became brighter.
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Some people died, but not completely...
