"If he wins, how will the quota of disciples who go to the Golden Light Realm be allocated?" Wang Tianfeng questioned.
"Let him go by himself. If there are more places, let us allocate them. Isn't it a good thing?" Bai Guangyao said with a half-smile.
At the same time, the monk who came to the stage to challenge Xiao Feng bowed his hand very politely.
"I am Zhu Qian, a casual cultivator who has met fellow Daoist Xiao."
"You're welcome, Fellow Daoist Zhu. I think it's quite difficult for a casual cultivator to reach the Nascent Soul stage."
"Oh? Fellow Daoist Xiao thinks so too?"
Zhu Qian rolled his eyes and suddenly smiled: "In that case, how about you, Taoist Brother Xiao, fight me with only your Nascent Soul cultivation level?"
"Okay." Xiao Feng agreed readily.
Zhu Qian was a little surprised and said: "Do you really agree, Fellow Daoist Xiao? You won't use all your strength when you are about to lose, right?"
"I promise to fight you only with my Nascent Soul Stage cultivation base, and the heaven and earth will prove it."
"Hahaha, Fellow Daoist Xiao is indeed a wonderful person."
Bai Guangyao frowned slightly when he saw this. Originally, Xiao Feng's victory in the arena could be said to be a sure thing.
I didn't expect that he would actually agree to such an unreasonable request.
You must know that once you lose, there will be no chance to challenge again.
This is the key to other sects being able to unite against Hongyun Sect.
After all, they would challenge the people of the Hongyun Sect whenever they saw them, and would not give the people of the Hongyun Sect any chance to breathe.
But if it is one of his own, even if he is relatively weak, he will not challenge him so that he can stay in the ring as long as possible.
Wang Tianfeng also showed a gloating expression: "Didn't you explain the rules clearly to him? It would be fun if he lost."
Bai Guangyao snorted coldly: "I have confidence in Fellow Daoist Xiao."
After all, he also knew that Xiao Feng asked Ge Yan to help him repair an earth-level magic weapon.
At the same time, Xiao Feng indeed sealed his cultivation level at the Nascent Soul stage.
The reason why he dared to agree was precisely because his true energy cultivation and magnetic field power were not affected.
Zhu Qian didn't dare to be careless and immediately took out the magic weapon he kept at the bottom of the box, something that looked like a soul-calling banner.
He waved this magic weapon, and a sinister wind immediately filled the field, and black energy swirled around. Then countless ghosts flew out of the flags and rushed towards Xiao Feng.
Wang Tianfeng immediately shouted: "This is unreasonable! Rogue cultivators are just rogue cultivators, and they actually refine such a sinister magic weapon!"
But Bai Guangyao still looked calm: "Fellow Daoist Wang, it's better for you to see clearly. Those ghosts are not human souls."
"What?" Wang Tianfeng was shocked. After taking a closer look, he discovered that those ghosts actually looked like evil spirits from outside the world.
This was the first time he had seen a magic weapon refined from the souls of evil spirits from outside the world.
"How is it possible? Where did he get so many souls of evil spirits from outside the world?" Wang Tianfeng still said in disbelief.
Bai Guangyao said calmly: "Who knows? Maybe he has been in the battlefield outside the boundary."
Wang Tianfeng was silent for a while and said: "If this is really the case, your people will probably suffer."
Xiao Feng didn't care whether those ghosts were humans or demons from outside the world. He only felt that the surroundings were dark and bitingly cold.
There were still sounds of howling ghosts and wolves in my ears, and I couldn't move my body.
He was secretly surprised. As expected of the Immortal Dao era, any Nascent Soul stage monk could come up with such a powerful magic weapon.
At this moment, Zhu Qian's voice came to his ears.
"Fellow Daoist Xiao, this soul flag was refined by me who risked my life, traveled to battlefields outside the world for many years, and collected tens of thousands of remnant souls of evil spirits outside the world."
"You should also know that these external evil spirits did not obey the laws of heaven and were killed by our monks. You can imagine the resentment towards the monks in your heart."
"So these ghosts are more ferocious than ordinary souls, and they can also block magical powers and spells. You have to be careful."
"Banning magical powers?" Xiao Feng was startled when he heard this. He tried to use his spiritual power and found that it was not running smoothly. He couldn't help but tsked in surprise.
"No wonder Fellow Daoist Zhu dares to challenge me. It turns out there is such a powerful magic weapon."
"But if that's the case, why do you still have to use me to fight you with the same level of cultivation? Could it be that it's useless for monks in the transformation stage?"
Zhu Qian said calmly: "Of course it is useful, but the effect is definitely not as good as for monks of the same level."
"A lion fights a rabbit with all his strength. Fellow Daoist Xiao, don't blame me."
Xiao Feng nodded and said: "That makes sense. Then, Fellow Daoist Zhu, I will do my best."
As soon as he finished speaking, his Qi cultivation and magnetic field power exploded together, and those approaching ghosts were instantly wiped out.
"What?" Zhu Qian was shocked.
He originally thought that the other party was going to break his oath, but after sensing it with his spiritual sense, he found that the other party was still only at the Nascent Soul stage.
The power that the opponent burst out was not spiritual power, but something similar to innate supernatural powers.
There is no way, there is no Red Star God in this world, and naturally there is no true energy. It is no wonder that the other party regards it and the power of the magnetic field as innate magical powers.
Zhu Qian gritted his teeth and said: "Since ordinary ghosts can't do anything to you, then don't blame me for making a killing move! The ghosts merge and the ghost king appears!"
I saw him pinching a few spells, and the ghosts pouring out of the soul flags immediately gathered together and began to merge in the rich black energy.
Then the black energy dissipated, and a huge ghost king with a green face and fangs appeared on the field.
Because it is the fusion of the remnant souls of many evil spirits from outside the world, this ghost king has long been unable to recognize its prototype. Instead, it looks closer to the Blue Star people.
The Ghost King roared, and not only Xiao Feng, but also the other monks on the stage and even in the audience felt their spiritual power stagnate.
Wang Tianfeng frowned slightly: "Isn't this thing a little dangerous? Aren't you afraid of going crazy and hurting people?"
Bai Guangyao said disapprovingly: "What are you afraid of? No matter how powerful this ghost king is, he will still be restricted by the soul flag."
"Besides, even if it really gets out of control, with so many god-transformation and integration-stage monks here, can it still turn the world upside down?"
Wang Tianfeng thought so, but he didn't want to give in in front of Bai Guangyao, so he snorted coldly.
"If something happens, I hope you can still maintain this attitude.
Xiao Feng looked at the Ghost King with a serious expression.
Fortunately, there is no interference from the surrounding yin energy. Unless the other party suddenly roars, his spiritual power can still function normally.
Thinking of this, he immediately began to prepare his ultimate move, which was the spiritual version of the Four Qi Guizong.
Zhu Qian also saw that Xiao Feng was planning to use a killing move and immediately ordered the Ghost King to attack.
The Ghost King snorted coldly, but he still slapped Xiao Feng with one word and one claw.
Xiao Feng's expression remained unchanged, he clasped his hands together, and a huge Vajra Arhat suddenly appeared behind him.
He is the ultimate Arhat among the ultimate immeasurable qigong.
