Chapter 325 The chance of victory is about to appear

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Taoist Shen Yang suddenly rose from his seat and called out his disciple's name in grief.

Du Yinlan's bloody head was held in Yue Wei's hand, but she was not afraid at all. She threw it away with a scornful smile, and the head rolled to the ground with a "gudonggudong" and was covered with yellow sand.

After all, he was a young genius, but he ended up in such a situation. The disciples of the Suyang Sect lost their voices for a moment, and couldn't help feeling frightened. Several Ning Yuan in the waiting room also turned pale and swallowed silently.

"In this battle, Qizang Sect Yue Wei wins!"

Taoist Kong Gu did not show any joy or anger, and waved the small red flag in his palm to the top of the Qizang Sect's mountain. Under the dark green flag on the top of the mountain, there was a small red flag, which meant that the Qizang Sect had gained the upper hand.

Seeing this, the people on Dongshan suddenly burst into cheers of joy and raised their arms to welcome Yue Wei back. Du Yinlan's lonely head became even more desolate.

Taoist Shen Yang only had this one beloved disciple, otherwise he would not have bothered to pave the way for him. Now that his beloved disciple has died, he is filled with sadness and anger. He can't help but stare at Yue Wei who has sat down again, his eyes like quenching poison. , I wish I could eat alive the real culprit who caused the death of my beloved disciple!

"Shen Yang, calm down." Fenxuan, the unruly and unruly Suyang sect, sat upright at this time, put away his usual naughty and playful demeanor, raised his eyebrows and raised his hands to block Taoist Shen Yang back, and then raised his head to the sky. The three people from the Shangchen Sect said, "Don't let others talk about you."

He touched his chin and snorted heavily: "Now that they have taken Du Yinlan's life, if they are asked to pay for Bai Shanke's life, they will be able to pay for your disciple's life."

Taoist Shen Yang was furious. Although he knew that the overall situation was of paramount importance and he could not cause trouble in front of Shangchen Sect, he still sneered at the words of the unruly Fenxuan. He secretly resented that the Taoist knife did not cut him, so he did not know. pain. He had personally promised himself that day that nothing would happen to him due to Du Yinlan's strength, and he had repeatedly said that Zhao Chun would definitely not take action. He had just considered letting his beloved disciple fight in the first battle.

What's the use of compensating Baishan Guest? His beloved disciple who died will never come back!

Worrying about the presence of Taoist Konggu, Shen Yang finally took his seat angrily. Suyang disciples also came forward to pick up Du Yinlan's body and deliver it into his hands.

Zhao Shun looked at Du Yinlan's head stained by blood and sand from a distance. From the center of his eyebrows, a snow-white and clear Lotus Seed Zhuang Yuan Shen slowly floated out. The person who collected the body picked it up together without doing anything. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

Just like the Hengyun world, the Xiaoqian world is too remote and small after all. There is no strong person in it who can extradite the soul to the river of life for reincarnation. If it cannot be reborn, the soul can only gradually disappear from the world. Until the spirit and form are destroyed, Taoist Shen Yang will be so angry.

"Heyan Xiaoqian World is not rich in spiritual energy. Even if you are willing to help Du Yinlan seize his body, the possibility of success is extremely small. And such an act that destroys other people's morality is even more righteous and shameless. With so many eyes watching today, I expected Shen Shen Taoist Yang wouldn't dare to do that." She shook her head secretly, calmed down a bit, and watched a few more fierce battles while sitting in the banquet.

Considering that there were not many Ning Yuan cultivators on both sides, the number of Ning Yuan battles was decided to be ten. If five to five were tied, there would be one more fight. Maybe one side wins six games first, and the battle for Ning Yuan will end here.

The Qizang sect has eleven Ning Yuan monks, including Zhao Chun, who have twelve in total. Two of them cannot take the stage in the early stage of Ning Yuan, and there happen to be only ten people who can take part in a battle.

However, Dzogchen monks like Bai Shanke would not easily challenge those whose realms were lower than their own, so those who went to Yuntai to fight were mostly disciples whose realms were at the same level and whose strength was roughly the same.

Upholding integrity and virtue is the self-restraint of the righteous sect, and it is also its restraint.



Time is like running water, it never stops.

Zhao Shun raised his eyes and looked at the small flags on the two hills. When the current battle ended, it would be the eighth battle.

On the day she was in the Fuxiang Sect, she used the sword to restrain the Heguangmen Ningyuan elders, making him unable to fight today. Among them were two from the Dzogchen and the later stages, which can be regarded as greatly reducing the strength of the Heguangmen. I just didn't want the Suyang faction to step in and fill up the gaps left by these Ningyuan people. Fortunately, Baishanke was in charge, so Suyang and Heguang didn't take any advantage.

Currently, there are four small red flags under the dark green banner on the east mountain of the Qizang Sect, but there are only three small flags on the top of the west mountain opposite it.

According to the rules of the Ning Yuan Battle, if Qizang wins the eighth game, he only needs to win one more game to win this game.

Zhao Chun looked from a distance and saw that the person driving the Great Seal against the enemy on the cloud platform was none other than Bai Shanke in a white robe and crown. Although the purple-robed monk opposite him was also a Condensing Yuan Dzogchen, the difference was still very obvious. Even though he The magic weapon that looks like a small shield in his hand is of extraordinary quality. After several attempts to parry it, it still appears to be invincible and strenuous.

However, Bai Shanke had a strong foundation and was not afraid of his opponent's persistence. He did not even use the Yellow Dragon. He only gathered four large seals and smashed them down, and then broke the small shield. The purple-clothed monk under the shield was even more stunned. A mouthful of fishy and sweet taste made the entire chest and abdomen dent under the force, and the flesh and blood became a blur!

After dealing with this person, he saw Taoist Konggu nodding and throwing out a small flag. He raised his head and looked intently at the Suyang faction Fenxuan. This battle was over, and it was his third victory for Qizang.

Among the five small flags, Yue Wei won the first battle and won one, and a Ning Yuan Dzogchen won another one. Adding his own three flags, one more one can end the Ning Yuan dispute. Baishanke let out a heavy breath and looked towards the hilltop opposite. The three small flags all represented the life of Ning Yuan, a member of the Qizang Sect. Another elder who was in the middle stage of Condensing Yuan with Yue Wei died, and one of the monks from Dzogchen and later stages was also beheaded.

Now there are only eight Ning Yuans left in the Qizang side, and their strength has been reduced.

He walked off the stage in a hurry, and in the ninth game it was Heguangmen's turn to go first.

The two factions of Suyang and Heguang were colluding with each other, and they frowned and said: "Qizang has won five games, and he will lose in one more game. That Baishan guest is really amazing, and there is also Zhao Xun waiting for me in the audience. It seems it’s time for Poria to take the stage to fight.”

The unruly monk raised his eyebrows high, and then he hummed for a long time: "Call Fu Ling over!"

The Poria cocos he was talking about was not in the seat, but after hearing the summons, he slowly walked out from behind the tent with a clear look on his face: "Master."

She has a delicate and soft face, but there is a hint of arrogance between her eyebrows. She has a slender and well-proportioned figure, and her arms are wrapped with bells, which jingle like music when she walks.

The appearance of this person caused the Qizang Sect to fall silent for an instant. Baishanke's eyes narrowed, and he still didn't know the identity of the other person. He was none other than the first person of this generation of the Suyang Sect - Jinghong Fairy Xie Fuling!

After the last battle, the other party had disappeared for more than three years in the name of seclusion and practice. I thought she would not come today, but I was wrong.

The Suyang Sect is so willing to give up!

Baishanke's eyes were full of fighting spirit, but he heard Zhao Chun's message behind him:

"Fellow Daoist Bai, please wait."