Cultivation of Immortals begins with drawing superhuman physique

Three fierce ghosts of different shapes wandered out of the black mist, revealing their hideous and terrifying faces.

"Woooooo~~~"

Ghostly howls like the north wind in winter came from all directions, and a putrid and unpleasant pungent smell filled the air.

A faint luster shone on Su Poman's eyelids, and then he patted the dragon scale sword box behind his back.

Yin ~

A red shadow shot out of the sky.

On the high platform, Jia Feng focused his attention here. When he saw the Burning Shadow Sword unsheathed, his face couldn't help but show wonder.

[This sword-control technique is really powerful. I don’t know how Master Ouyang trained it, but it can actually increase the intensity of his spiritual consciousness to such an extent! This battle should be stable!]

A layman can see the excitement, and an expert can see the door. Just the starting point, you can see the extraordinary through some details.

"What a fast flying sword!"

"That's a sword cultivator from the Lieyang Sect!"

…

Under the arena, many people exclaimed. Sword cultivators can be said to be unique in the world of immortality. They pursue the ultimate attack power and do not have colorful and changeable fighting methods. They only rely on the flying sword.

Taking the heads of enemy soldiers from thousands of miles away is called sword cultivation!

The fiery red light traveled through the black mist, looking extremely dazzling.

The black mist could not block Su Poman's sight. Under the control of his mind, the Burning Shadow Sword slashed straight at the three ghosts.

Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!

Before everyone in the audience could recover, three crisp sounds were heard in the black mist.

In the black mist, a fiery red hole the size of a fist appeared on the heads of the three fierce ghosts. Fiery spiritual power containing the true fire of the sun was raging, and it exploded in an instant.

"What?"

Qin Ming's face froze, feeling that the connection with Li Gui suddenly disappeared. Before he could prepare for the next move, a sharp and hot breath suddenly came from behind his head.

"You lose!"

Su Poman looked directly into Qin Ming's eyes through the vast black fog. The black fog that troubled others seemed to not exist.

Qin Ming slowly turned around, only to find a gorgeous red flying sword floating quietly behind his head, as if the other party could kill him with just a thought.

【How could he be so strong?】

Qin Ming was extremely resentful and aggrieved. Before he could use any of his methods, the three ghosts he had carefully raised were cut into ashes. Such losses made his heart bleed.

He raised his head lightly, glanced at Su Poman, exhaled a heavy breath, and then said in a deep voice: "I - admit - defeat!"

These three words seemed to have a huge weight. After he spoke, it meant that not only did he gain nothing from this martial arts competition, he also lost most of his combat power.

"In this battle, Lieyang Sect, Su Poman wins!"

Under the arena, there was an uproar.

"What happened? Why did you suddenly admit defeat?"

"The competition has only just begun for a few dozen breaths!"

"What happened to Senior Brother Qin? He gave up so easily!"

"Could it be that the fight was too fast and the winner has already been decided? This must be too fast!"

"Sword cultivator deserves to be a sword cultivator, just one word, quick!"

"Why do I feel offended by what you said?"

…

The black and thin old man slowly descended, and with a wave of his hand, the black fog in the field immediately dissipated, revealing Qin Ming's dejected figure.

"Concession!"

Su Poman turned around and got out of the arena. He looked at the situation around him and found that the monks who had finished their martial arts competitions had all gone back to recuperate or to practice quietly. He was too lazy to waste time here and walked directly to the mountain road.

After returning to the small courtyard, he lay on a chair in the courtyard and lazily basked in the sun.

Warm sunlight shone on his body, and wisps of energy spread through Superman's body, constantly strengthening every inch of his muscles.

In this process, not only does there not feel any strangeness, but it is like a full-body massage, and the whole person will be immersed in the gradually increasing pleasure.

…

Shangluo Kingdom, Tianhun Dao Sect.

In an ancient hall, the green flame on the table was burning slowly, and no matter how the wind at the door blew, it could not reverse its direction.

"Bang!"

A figure was thrown to the ground like a sack.

He was an old man with purple hair who was dressed luxuriously, but now he had lost all his spiritual power, the ancient crown on his head was tilted, and his hair was extremely messy, making him look very embarrassed.

"Who are you? I told you that I didn't kill Liu Chuanzong, why don't you believe me?" Master Spirit Insect shouted hoarsely, with a look of fear on his face.

It was unlucky to say that he went to Nanyue Kingdom to look for the murderer of Li Tianhong. When he returned, he bumped into a great monk in the divine transformation stage. He kept saying that he had killed Liu Chuanzong, and then killed three elite disciples of the Corpse Yin Sect.

When he tried to capture him, he felt that he was even more wronged than Dou E.

At that time, he still had a chance and wanted to use teleportation to leave. However, this person's method was terrifying and he blocked his Nascent Soul in a few seconds.

"Hmph, in the small South Vietnam country, you and Nie Yudao are the only ones with Nascent Soul stage cultivation. As the guardian of the alliance, that guy will definitely not dare to interfere in the affairs of our sect. Besides you, who else is there?"

There was a circle of dark lines on the forehead of the bald man, like a tattoo. He spoke emphatically. After saying this, he bowed towards the depths of the hall and said: "Master, the guy who destroyed my sect's elixir has been caught. What should I do?"

Disposal?"

When Master Ling Chong heard this, his expression changed and he hurriedly shouted: "It's unjust. You two seniors went to South Vietnam to find a murderer. That person was extremely powerful and killed my nephew Li Tianhong. This matter only requires

It can be clearly understood by asking in the Nanyue Kingdom, and I have never seen Liu Chuanzong, let alone a disciple of the Shiyin Sect. How could I kill someone for no reason? And I am a member of the Lord Geng faction of the Immortal Cultivation Alliance. How could it be possible?

Interfering with your sect’s affairs!”

As soon as he heard the word 'human elixir', his thoughts suddenly changed and he immediately figured out the origin of the other party.

"..."

No sound was made in the darkness, and the bald man stood respectfully, as if waiting for a response.

After a long time.

"Geng Chunqiu?"

An old and hoarse voice came from the darkness.

Along with the words, the green flame like a bean was constantly fluctuating.

Master Spiritual Insect quickly nodded respectfully and said: "Yes, senior, I am a member of Master Geng Chunqiu's lineage!"

"Do you have proof?"

The green flame moved again.

"Yes, yes!" Master Spiritual Insect quickly turned over his hands, trying to take out the contents of the storage ring, but suddenly found that he was banned because of the Nascent Soul, and could not use any spiritual power. He looked at him as if asking for help.

That bald brawny man.

The strong man patted him on the forehead and said impatiently: "Humph, it's really troublesome!"

After a flash of yellow light, Master Spirit Insect discovered that the seal was loosened a little, and quickly activated his spiritual consciousness to take out the token from the ring.

It was a cyan token that was neither gold nor wood, with a strange nine-headed dragon engraved on the front and the word "Spring and Autumn" engraved on the back.

Whoosh!

A suction force came from the darkness, and the token came out instantly.

"Well... it is indeed Geng's token. It seems that you are right, but just in case, I still have to search for your soul. Don't worry, I have the soul-searching secret method of Tianhun Dao Sect.

It won’t hurt the soul too much, and it can be fully recovered in a year or two afterwards, and it won’t cause irreversible damage!”

The old voice came from the darkness again.

"Searching for souls?" Master Spirit Insect turned pale and cursed in his heart: "Isn't this the same as stripping naked for others to see? My secrets and some opportunities will be clearly seen, even myself and my sister.

That section of…”

"Senior, I can swear to the law of heaven that I definitely did not kill Liu Chuanzong and the disciples of the Corpse Yin Sect. There is no need to search for souls..." Master Spirit Insect hurriedly added, raising his right hand as a gesture.

He will make a vow of heaven.

Just as he was speaking, an invisible suction force suddenly came. Master Spirit Insect's expression was stunned, and he secretly thought something was wrong, and his old face was full of despair.

"There are so many secret ways to avoid the punishment of heavenly oaths in the world of immortality. I never believe in any bullshit oaths!"

In the blue light, Master Spirit Insect saw a bald old man with a skinny face. There were criss-crossing black lines on his head, which made him look very ferocious. There were no whites in his deep eyes, and they were all strangely black. After that,

He was hypnotized by a strange force.

The bald old man's eyes were emitting blue-purple light. Lights and shadows continued to appear in his mind, and the memory of Master Spirit Insect was also interpreted.

"Hehehe... I really have wronged him!"

The bald old man casually waved his hand and threw the unconscious Spirit Insect Master into the center of the hall, "Shedai, there is someone else who killed Liu Chuanzong. Go and investigate carefully!"

"Yes!" The bald, strong man cupped his fists and saluted before leaving.

"Wait!"

"Master, do you have any other instructions?"

"Take this dead dog out and remove the ban on his Nascent Soul!"

"yes!"

…

The bald man held Master Spirit Insect's collar and disappeared in the same place as he took a step. When he appeared again, he had already arrived at the top of a mountain tens of thousands of miles away.

He tossed it casually and threw Master Spirit Insect to the ground. Then he made another seal, and the light and shadow of a yellow lotus appeared and slowly landed on Master Spirit Insect's eyebrows.

"What a hassle!"

Shedai curled his lips and threw the token with the word 'Spring and Autumn' engraved beside him, then turned around and disappeared into a blur of light and shadow.

…

The next morning.

Nanyue Kingdom, Five Elements Sect.

The second round of the six factions' martial arts competition is about to begin.

After the first day of elimination, a total of 150 monks entered the ‘Top 100 Competition’!

On the mountain road, one after another people were running towards the summit, and there were also some onlookers strolling up leisurely. They were all disciples who were eliminated on the first day, so naturally they would not rush to the summit to participate in the martial arts competition.

Not long after Su Poman went out, he saw a slim figure wearing a black gauze hat on the road. His eyes lit up and he shouted: "Senior Sister Ling?"

"I didn't expect you to recognize me like this!"

Ling Xingxue's soft voice came.

"Haha, Senior Sister Ling is naturally beautiful, so it's easy to recognize her!" Su Poman said without thinking.

Ling Xingxue's pretty face turned red under her bamboo hat, and she couldn't help but roll her eyes, "You guys are so glib!"

"Ah? Senior sister, have you ever tasted it?" Su Po had an innocent and confused look on his face.

Ling Xingxue asked in confusion: "What have you tasted?"

"Uh...it's nothing, I just said it casually, senior sister, don't take it to heart!" Su Poman quickly explained.

But at this moment, under his super vision, he saw that Ling Xingxue's pretty face suddenly turned pink, as if she had thought of something, and her delicate body was trembling slightly, as if she was trying her best to suppress the overwhelming power that was about to go berserk.

"Senior Sister Ling, what's wrong with you?" Su Poman continued to pretend to be stupid and asked.

This hat can block out the detection of spiritual consciousness. Ling Xingxue subconsciously felt that no one could see her expression. However, Su Poman had a magical power similar to the 'Sky Eye Technique' and could see all the changes in her expression.

Although there was a little teasing just now, in this situation, it is better to act stupid and be stunned.

Ling Xingxue's chest rose and fell two or three times, then her expression calmed down and she whispered: "Let's go!"

"good!"

The two of them stepped on the stone steps and climbed up together.

When they reached the top, the two separated. Su Poman came to the second arena. He stood silently in the corner, waiting for the fight to begin.

At this moment, a tall figure walked in front of him.

Su Poman looked up, frowned and said, "Is something wrong?"

"Do you really not know, or are you pretending not to know?" Gao Feihong said, shaking the jade sign in his hand.

"After the martial arts competition ended yesterday, the deacon disciples of my Five Elements Sect listed the order of the second round and their respective opponents!"

"So what?" Su Poman asked lazily.

Gao Feihong sneered and said, "Your opponent today is me!"

"oh!"

There was still no emotion on Su Poman's face, as if winning or losing in the martial arts competition was of no importance to him.

"I advise you to go up later and admit defeat quickly, so as not to be seriously injured by my spell and be embarrassed!" Gao Feihong leaned over and whispered in Su Poman's ear.

Su Poman raised his eyes and glanced at Gao Feihong's forehead, then glanced at him again, "Haha..."

"why are you laughing?"

Gao Feihong felt a little confused, as if he had punched cotton and was ridiculed to have no strength.

"I'm laughing at you!" Su Poman slowly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a tactful yet polite smile on his face.

Gao Feihong frowned, his face darkened, and he said angrily: "Why are you laughing at me?"

"I'm laughing at you... silly!" Su Poman still had an elegant smile on his face, as if he was greeting the other party cordially.

"you!"

Gao Feihong's face was ashen and he sneered coldly: "Sharp teeth and sharp mouth. When you get on stage, I'll see how long you can laugh!"

"Then let's wait and see!" Su Poman's expression did not change, and he looked at Gao Feihong as if he were looking at a mentally retarded child.

[How can there be such a low EQ person in the world... Could it be that he is Shi Lezhi? Sister Xingxue is so charming. There is Zhang Cang in front of her, and Gao Feihong in the back. Beauty is a disaster. Fortunately, I am stronger and can take advantage of the disaster.

Get rid of it!]

On the arena, the thin black old man slowly descended on the magical weapon, and soon a new round of fighting began.