Cultivation of Immortals begins with drawing superhuman physique

"Proposal?"

"Digging a trench, big news, it seems that Yinsha Sect is going to marry Lieyang Sect. Oh no, it should be the Ziyin Sect!"

"No, such a beauty is cheaper than that young boy!"

"I am a genius with the 'Sky Yin Body'. I will soon be able to refine Qi at a young age. I will join the Corpse Yin Sect in the future. The future is unlimited!"

...

Su Po's face turned completely gloomy. He looked at the arrogant young man on the field with cold eyes and said fiercely in his heart: "I dare to compete with the young master for a girl. I really think I don't dare to deal with you!"

In front of everyone's eyes, Ling Xingxue's pretty face turned red and she said angrily: "Impossible, you let me go, I will admit defeat!"

As soon as the word "saying for defeat" was released, the referee elder in the air fell down, "Nephew Gu, since the opponent has admitted defeat, you can let her go first!"

"Which onion are you? You dare to take care of me!" Gu Chuanzhi saw that flirting was blocked, and directly scolded the referee elder in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

The referee's elder's face turned blue and white, but when faced with this preparatory disciple of the Corpse Yin Sect, he did not dare to offend him too much. He could only swallow his anger and pretended not to hear it, and saw something else.

The onlookers in the arena were even more shocked by this scene.

"This guy is so arrogant that he doesn't even give the elder's face!"

"He is a reserve disciple of the Ziyin Sect. It is said that he has been designated as a disciple by a great monk in the God Transformation Stage. No one dares to provoke him in the South Vietnamese Kingdom."

"Oh, I always feel that it's not good to be so disrespectful!"

...

Gu Chuanzhi turned his head, showed a smile like spring breeze, and slapped his forehead and said with a smile: "Oh, I almost forgot, Dazhuang quickly let go of this girl! She will be your mistress in the future, hahaha..."

"Bah, shameless dog thief, who wants to be the hostess!" Ling Xingxue picked up the hat and put it on her head, spat lightly and jumped out of the arena.

Under the eyes of the male cultivators, Ling Xingxue walked to Su Poman.

"Sister Ling, don't worry, I will teach this kid a lesson and vent my anger for you!" Su Po comforted her with a gentle voice.

Ling Xingxue sent a voice transmission: "Junior Brother Su, although this person is arrogant, he is not weak. The corpse refining is not only invulnerable to swords and guns, but also extremely fast. I suspect it is a corpse refining in the foundation-building stage!"

"It's okay, you'll just watch it later!" Su Poman smiled slightly, not caring about it.

Foundation building period?

Is there still less foundation-building period to die at his hands?

There are even many cultivators in the Golden Elixir Stage. He has countless ways to kill corpses in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Next, another fierce battle was held in the arena, and the top eight, including Su Poman, were finally decided. The remaining two top ten places will be eliminated by Ling Xingxue and others.

Contend to compete and decide on the specific rankings through another battle.

The first eight are the ancient Chinese scriptures of Yinsha Sect, Su Poman and Zhou Fang of Lieyang Sect, Liu Changzhi and Zhang Xian from the sect leader of the Five Elements Sect, monk Chengjing of Fanyin Sect, Feiman of Guiling Sect, and the four bows of King Xituo Sect,

The next martial arts competition is where these eight people come on the field to compete in order, the winner stays, and the loser competes for the next four places.

After the monks had been meditating for an hour, under the arrangement of the referee elders, the top eight were captured and fought in succession. The eyes of many elders on the platform also looked here. They also attached great importance to the Six Sects' Martial Arts Meeting.

See which one can win the top position.

After drawing lots in the purple jade box, Su Poman got the jade tag with the number "one" engraved, and he should be the first to compete.

The black and thin old man looked at the notes sent by the deacon disciple and chanted loudly: "The first battle was made by Su Poman, Lieyang Sect, and the ancient Chinese will of Yinsha Sect!"

Hearing this, Su Po's eyes lit up, and an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Just just wanted to beat him up, God arranged it for him. Haha, I can finally get this anger!"

"Junior Brother Su, be careful not to show off!" Ling Xingxue said softly.

Su Poman gave her a "safe" look, and then jumped into the arena.

On the other side, Gu Chuanzhi, carrying a black coffin, noticed this scene. He slowly walked into the arena, with an evil smile on his face, and looked at Su Poman with great contempt.

"Boy from Lieyang Sect, I advise you to stay away from Sister Ling, otherwise, haha... there is something you are good-looking!" Gu Chuanzhi's tender face was full of ferocious expressions, just like a junior high school student who was in the underworld.

People look ridiculous.

Su Poman smiled coldly and didn't say anything. He made up his mind to teach this kid a lesson.

Seeing that both of them were ready, the referee flew away on the magic weapon, and at the same time put away the spiritual pressure on his body.

"start!"

Everyone in the arena was staring at the field, and the elders on the platform were also paying attention to the situation in the second arena.

Su Po's body burst out with energy, forming a fiery red shield around him, and the flying sword behind him was instantly unsheathed.

He took a step forward and disappeared in front of Gu Chuanzhi.

"Huh?" Gu Chuanzhi narrowed his eyes and quickly swept around with his spiritual sense. At the same time, a thick black light shield rose up and wrapped himself in it. "It's a bit interesting, hum, but he still defeated, Da Zhuang,

Come out and teach me a hard lesson!”

He jumped up and stood on the vertical black coffin. With a "sweep" sound from the gap, the black corpse gas was spewed out, and the green-skinned corpse was directly out of the coffin.

"This guy is so fast. Could it be that he has practiced some secret method?"

On the high platform, an elder in the Foundation Establishment Stage was puzzled.

"Maybe this is a secret technique of body skills. It's really not common. This disciple of Lieyang Sect has some tricks!" Another elder responded.

As soon as the green-skinned corpse was refined out of the coffin, Su Poman had already arrived behind Gu Chuanzhi. He sucked and spitted out the fiery red sword energy with his fingers and directly tapped the black shield.

"Haha, idiot, this is the spiritual cover produced by the Xuanming Coffin. How could you, a young cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage, break it?" After Gu Chuanzhi's spiritual sense captured this scene, he couldn't help but show sarcasm on his face.

He never hides his expression, and quietly waits for him to return without success.

laugh!

The black light shield rippled and then cracked with a "pop".

"How is that possible?"

Gu Chuanzhi's face changed drastically.

Then Su Poman raised his leg and kicked Gu Chuanzhi's belly with one kick, shouting: "Let you show off! Little bastard, eat your grandpa first!"

"Click!"

The sound of bone shattering came.

The huge force kicked Gu Chuanzhi away dozens of feet away. He covered his stomach and wailed in pain. He still couldn't figure out how to break the shield produced by the spiritual weapon with just two fingers.

That is a shield comparable to the foundation-building stage!

Gu Chuanzhi's face was twisted, and blood was spurted out of his mouth. He quickly swallowed a pill for healing, pointed at Su Poman and shouted wildly: "Dazhuang, tear him up for me!"

"Tear me?" Su Po sneered on his face and disappeared from the spot again.

On the high platform, two foundation-building elders from Yinsha Sect couldn't help but stand up. After all, Gu Chuanzhi was a preparatory disciple of the Zi Yin Sect and had a great connection. They were worried that an accident would occur.

In the field, everyone watching the game was also shocked.

"How could this fellow Taoist, Lieyang Sect, be so fierce that he could actually press the Yin Yin body of Yinsha Sect!"

"That kick is really heavy. You can hear the sound of ribs shattering from afar. The power of physical cultivation should not be underestimated!"

"Haha, why do I feel inexplicably happy when I see that the boy from Yinsha Sect suffers?"

"That kid is too crazy, disrespectful to his elders, and he doesn't take other monks of his peers seriously. Being taught a lesson will naturally be very satisfying!"

"Yes, the boy with eyes on his forehead is just annoying!"

...

When Ling Xingxue saw a scene in the arena, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she felt a sense of thrilling pleasure in her heart.

The speed of refining corpses in Qingshao was not weak. A figure flashed and disappeared from the sight of everyone in the arena.

"It's just your dirty claws that touched Senior Sister Ling, right? Let's die for the master!"

Su Poman's voice spread throughout the audience. The next moment, he appeared in the sky above the arena, with half a sword blade showing his fingertips, and a fiery red and crystal light flashed away.

On the high platform, two Jindan-stage cultivators on the main position opened their eyes together at the moment the half-sword blade appeared.

"Magic weapon?" The old man with white hair said in a shocked manner, "A small Qi Refining Cultivator actually has a magic weapon, and his grade seems to be not low!"

"I'm really out of my mind!" The middle-aged Confucian scholar stared at the arena, "Which fellow Taoist's disciple is he who gave his disciple such a heaven-defying treasure?"

At this time, the Kryptonian flying sword, after a long period of "sunshine", has been upgraded from the original low-grade to a medium-grade magic weapon, and its power has become more powerful.

The fiery red sword light flashed, and the power of the magic weapon-level flying sword suddenly burst out.

laugh!

A blue-gray head flew high, and then burned into ashes by the flames left at the wound.

"puff!"

The natal corpse was destroyed. Gu Chuanzhi Yangtian spit out a mouthful of blood mist. He shouted in surprise with disbelief: "Dazhuang! My natal corpse..."

At this time, not only the monks in the arena were stunned, but many elders on the platform were also shocked by the power of the magic weapon that had just flashed away, and they left their seats and stood up.

"I feel it's okay. It's definitely the breath of magic weapons. I felt it once when the Supreme Elder of my sect used magic weapons!"

"What the hell is going on? How can a magic weapon breath appear on a disciple in the Qi Refining Stage!"

"Fellow Daoist Jia, what's going on? How could your disciple of Lieyang Sect bring magic weapons to join the martial arts? Is this too bullying, right?"

"Yes, there is no such thing as playing. If it is all like this, let the Supreme Elders fight for their disciples!"

...

Jia Feng's face also showed a complex look. He stared at the figure off the field, feeling a little at a loss, "Junior Brother Su, you can cause trouble!"

After the Qingskin refining corpse was killed, Gu Chuanzhi's eyes turned red and tears were in his eyes. This refining corpse had some origins, and was refined by his best childhood playmate, with deep bonds.

and emotions.

"Da Zhuang..." He got angry from his heart, forcibly suppressed his injuries, and looked at Su Poman viciously, "You are dead!"

Seeing that the situation in the field was about to develop in an uncontrollable direction, the black and thin old man quickly flew down, trying to stop him.

"Whoever wants to block me is an enemy of the Ziyin Sect. I, Gu Chuanzhi, will kill this person today. Whoever dares to intervene and stop me, will I ask my master to slaughter him all over the family!" Gu Chuanzhi stared with his eyes wide and his expression was ferocious.

He threatened to everyone on the platform, not taking the two Jindan stage emperors seriously at all.

After all, his master is a great monk in the God Transformation Stage, and he is not worthy of carrying his shoes when he is in the Golden Elixir Stage. Even ordinary disciples of the Corpse Yin Sect have the cultivation level of the Golden Elixir Stage.

This threatening voice caused many monks on the platform to stop moving, and even the two on the platform looked at each other and shook their heads secretly.

Such threatening words are not empty words. For those great figures who have a high country cultivation, as long as they have hatred and reason, destroying a sect is a matter of turning the tables. They cannot resist, or even defend themselves.

No chance.

The thin black and thin old man had a blue face. As the referee of this arena, he was like being put on this place. He could not go down and was extremely embarrassed to go up. He could only hold his eyes cross-legged on the magic weapon and pretend that he had nothing to do.

See.

Gu Chuanzhi's eyes were red. He couldn't help but drip blood when he looked at the tragic situation of the headless corpse. The scene of his childhood getting along with his friend Dazhuang in the village.

"Xiao Zhi, I can't practice without spiritual roots. You have entered the Immortal Sect. Can you take me with me? The children in the village don't play with me..."

"This elephant armor skill is so difficult to practice, and my body has grown taller recently. Xiaozhi, I have to write a letter to my mother and ask her to make me some bigger clothes."

"Xiao Zhi, it was so painful when you broke through the Elephant Armor Technique. Fortunately, you came to the 'Yin Blood Pill' to ask for it... When I practice to the perfect state in the future, I can protect you from being bullied!"

...

Scenes, until the moment when the 'Da Zhuang' elephant armor skills were perfect, in order to keep friends forever, Gu Chuanzhi erased most of his intelligence, and despite the dissuasion of his teacher, he refined him into himself.

The natal corpse refining.

"Haha, it's great! Dazhuang, you're alive again, and you can play with me again! Don't worry, I will make more corpse girls to be your wife in the future. Let's enjoy the cool and lubricating little lady together!

”

In the Yinsha Sect's garrison, a young man happily rode on the neck of the tall corpse refining, shouting excitedly.

Gu Chuanzhi's slightly tender face showed hatred. He stared at Su Poman and said with murderous aura: "Do you think... you only have magic weapons?"

"What a madman. If you die, you will refine your corpse like your parents. Little bastard, since you want to kill me, what else can you say? Show your methods!" Su Poman felt that he couldn't be good today.

No longer concealing his strength, he opened his mouth and a fiery red flying sword spewed out.

Sigh ~~

A crisp sword chant came, and the Fen Ji Sword flew around Su Poman intimately, and then a trace of sword intent enveloped Gu Chuanzhi opposite.

Gu Chuanzhi spit out a word "good" from his teeth. He felt the heavy pressure from the sword intent. He then slapped his forehead and a black line appeared in the middle of his eyebrows. Then a tiny bronze coffin was from the black line.

Get out.

The bronze coffin rose in the air in the wind and became about two feet high. It was carved with various strange beast patterns. It looked very gorgeous from a distance, and it was also filled with a terrifying and terrifying pressure.