There were too many monks participating in the conference.
The disciples on the ring changed one after another, spinning rapidly.
The new comes on stage and the old comes to an end.
Even with the mental power of a king, enjoying hundreds of arenas together is still insufficient.
We can only focus on the few dark horse players and look forward to seeing the talented ones meet in advance and bring about a hearty battle.
Lin Xiao focused most of his attention on An Liuying.
Only a small part of them pay attention to other practitioners.
soon,
He marked several dark horses with potential among the participants.
Naturally, these also include several members of the Yunxian Academy and the Miao Family.
Most luck is purple.
There are only a few black ones, but they are also relatively shallow, adding a bit of risk.
To put it simply, it doesn’t have the temperament of a protagonist.
Although this was true, Lin Xiao did not underestimate them.
The black luck itself proves everything.
Maybe there are dangers in life, but before the time comes, he will still be able to keep pace with An Liuying.
Before long,
An Liuying met one of the dark horses.
The disciples of the Ji family counted the length of the battle between the two sides and found that they both defeated their opponents in less than five seconds. They were directly named the geniuses and brought to the huge arena in the center.
This move, without exception, attracted the attention of many orthodox disciples.
Including the kings who are watching the battle.
Several people sat up straighter in unison, and their gazes shifted slightly, falling on Lin Xiao, who had a straight back and gentle brows from beginning to end.
"Chen Huiyang, I remember him. He is the newly elected holy son of Guangyang Palace. He is equipped with the Innate Sun Sacred Body, and his spiritual energy is ready to burst out. He is extremely powerful."
The King of Taixu Holy Land opened his mouth and briefly introduced his opponent's information to everyone.
"Brother Lin,"
Jiang Shengji spoke next, with a bit of curiosity, "If I'm not mistaken, your disciple only has the ninth level of Jindan?"
"yes."
Lin Xiao nodded lightly, and continued to add without waiting for others to speak, "But there is no need to worry, it can still be easily done by killing ordinary gods."
No one thought he was joking.
They all watched the several arenas in Qiucheng. The girl was so strong that she could really catch up with the genius across borders.
Only the king of the Miao family raised his eyebrows, secretly shocked by their reactions.
The monks from the Eastern Region are already so strong that they can easily kill opponents across two realms?
"Pity."
The king of the Ji family sighed, "We collided with each other on the first day. In the end, one of us will regretfully leave."
On stage.
An Liuying stood briskly on the spot, looking at Chen Huiyang who walked to the opposite side step by step with a heavy expression.
"I remember you."
"Yeah." Chen Huiyang nodded.
"How about a quick fight? Master asked me to look more handsome."
An Liuying took out Ruyue from her waist and said, "Set the time within five minutes."
Chen Huiyang took a breath and secretly began to accumulate strength.
The sacred ring of fire emerged behind him, and the scorching flames faced him, as if he were facing the red sun.
"I won't hold back."
The children of the Ji family quickly retreated.
There was only one monk who looked like a referee, staying at the back and throwing out several spiritual stones to activate the formation.
The moment the mask appeared, the scorching sun rose from the ground.
Chen Huiyang's whole body was exuding golden light, and the divine light turned into blood flowing, and several giant golden palms flew out at every turn, heading straight for the girl.
The sword's light shot out in all directions, easily piercing through the arm.
An Liuying pressed her feet hard, causing cracks on the ground, and the sword light was like a waterfall, cutting a way out of the light.
Her whole body is not visible, but her body is like a big star breathing out, with surging spiritual energy. With each move, the spiritual energy pours out crazily.
In a short period of time, the cold sword light suppressed the scorching sun.
The two of them had no reservations and used strong methods from the beginning.
After a brief collision, they each increased their intensity, completely fighting together.
Chen Huiyang put out his sunglasses, which shone brightly, like the second scorching sun.
Supporting each other, their spiritual power soared, and the grass under the hot arena withered.
An Liuying pinched several Tao Wen in succession, and the silver-haired Tengu responded. He swallowed a large amount of light in one breath, and his body swelled up, and the coldness threatened to freeze the space to pieces.
Chen Huiyang waved the divine light, but it was difficult to break through it for a short time, and he frowned slightly.
The next moment, three phantoms holding swords, together with An Liuying, slashed their swords straight at his neck.
It came so fast, leaving almost no room for reaction, and it was approaching in an instant.
When it was discovered, the sword edge touched the skin, and the head was easily removed without even blinking.
Chen Huiyang's scalp exploded in an instant, and the Innate Sun Sacred Body was completely liberated.
The powerful momentum instantly shattered the shadow, and An Liuying's sword was blocked and forced to retreat.
According to legend, the Tengu, which can even feed the sun, is broken every inch and can no longer block the scorching sun in front of it.
Chen Huiyang was like the king of the Ji family who came to Qiu City that day, his whole body was filled with a brilliance that was impossible to look directly at.
With a gentle wave of his hand, the wind from his palm fell, and even the protective shield was swaying, almost collapsing.
"Without a divine body and without vision, it can actually force the pure innate holy body out,"
Jiang Shengji looked like he had learned a lot and said, "Brother Lin, your little disciple is really cruel."
The reason why the holy body is stronger than the divine body is that when fully activated, it can mobilize its abilities more easily, and even condense a vision-like combat method, which is very domineering.
certainly,
Someone like Lin Xiao, who possesses the lifelong knowledge of the Great Emperor of the Universe and has a flawless divine body, can also achieve this step.
But An Liuying's divine body is still too "young", like a newly born star, and it can't do this yet.
"Keep watching."
Lin Xiao didn't say much, "She won't let you down."
Boom!
Several palms landed, sending smoke and dust everywhere in the huge arena.
Chen Huiyang waved his hand gently, and thousands of rays of light suddenly appeared, covering the area in an instant.
However, he underestimated the enemy.
A sword light cut through the divine light and captured a moment of opportunity.
The next moment, Chen Huiyang felt that the space in all directions was trembling.
It seemed as if something was locked on this place, which made his scalp explode. He couldn't help but widen his eyes, straighten his back, and use his strongest move.
"The rising sun!"
"My heart is the only one!"
Thousands of sword lights tore through the brilliance and disappeared into the sun.
The next moment, a shocking explosion completely shattered the shield, setting off an extremely terrifying wave.
It was as if a explosive bomb with a terrifying yield was detonated on the spot, and the air wave set off instantly destroyed the nearest arena and swept countless monks into the sky.
"What!"
"It actually shattered the inner wall of the shield. Could it be that this blow has surpassed the spirit of transformation?"
"No, it's impossible. The most basic spiritual stone formation can only withstand the power of the peak of the God Transformation..."
There was a commotion in all the major mountain peaks, and they were all shocked by this move.
The king of the Ji family raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he didn't expect that they could fight until the formation shattered.
Raising his hand to stop the air wave, the monk took it.
His eyes fell into the thick fog, his eyes burning, anticipating the outcome.
Jiang Shengji raised his eyebrows slightly.
A gust of wind blew through the mountains, taking away the dust and mist that reached the sky, and also announced everything on the huge arena.
In front of everyone, An Liuying, whose clothes were slightly disheveled, stepped on Chen Huiyang's chest.
The edge of the Ruyue sword was lowered, pointing directly at the opponent's neck.
Like a painting, it is engraved in everyone's mind.
The outcome is decided!
