Demon Gate Player

Chapter 108 The battle begins

Rank Two Law Treasure is an extremely rare treasure for ordinary Gold Core monks.

Not to mention Dao Foundation monks!

Only a heavy refiner like the Heavy Profound Sect has the guts to offer the Rank Two Law Treasure as a prize, allowing monks from various factions to compete for it.

Use this to highlight the bulk atmosphere!

The Xingcang Wu family is one of the four great cultivation clans in the Eastern Sea. It has a long heritage and a rich heritage.

The inheritance of his clan is called "Thunder Jade Scripture"!

Pang Yue heard Luo Qingyuan say before that this Thunder Jade Sutra can cultivate twelve Taiyuan Immortal Capital Thunder Talismans, communicate with the twelve Immortal Capital Thunder Gods in the dark, and has infinite power.

It is one of the top thunder techniques in the world!

This Wu Hongyu stands proudly in the sky, with a flash of lightning on his body, and the fluctuations of Dao Foundation Late Stage's cultivation spread out unabashedly.

On Yingxian Mountain, a snow-white silk thread flew out, circled in the air, and then stretched straight.

The next moment.

Everyone saw a blur in front of their eyes, and there were many tall and thin figures at the end of the white silk stockings.

"Peng Yuan of Thousand Machine Sect teaches Fellow Daoist's brilliant move."

The tall and thin figure has countless white threads swirling around it, making it unpredictable and strange.

Wu Hongyu laughed loudly and without talking nonsense, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Peng Yuan.

A bolt of lightning suddenly struck from the sky!

The blue and white lightning intertwined like water, crashing down with astonishing power.

Peng Yuan calmly made a seal, and a white thread on his head suddenly stretched straight, as if he was trying to pull something out of the void.

He saw a tortoise shell about ten feet large appearing above his head out of thin air, blocking the lightning.

Boom!

The lightning struck the tortoise shell, bursting out with dazzling light. Electric snakes jumped in all directions, and everything in sight was white.

The white hair around Peng Yu's body moved, and he pulled out countless flying blades that flashed with cold light, and shot them towards Wu Hongyu.

On the terrace.

Luo Qingyuan said to Pang Yue: "Qianji Sect is good at the art of trap puppets and has many methods. When the disciples of this sect fight, the thousands of tricks can change, making it difficult to guard against."

Pang Yue nodded and said with a smile: "Every martial art in the world has its own merits. This is an eye-opener."

While the two were talking, the two princes also fought fiercely.

Wu Haoyu was surrounded by lightning and lightning, like a thunder god descending from the world. With every move of his hands and feet, lightning struck down.

Peng Yu controlled the flying blade through the white silk from a distance, changing it unpredictablely, sometimes shooting directly from the front, sometimes detouring behind Wu Hongyu, sometimes appearing below Wu Hongyu...

Wu Hongyu swung his thunder and blocked them one by one.

Suddenly, the flying blades suddenly merged together and turned into a lifelike long bladed dragon with cold light, rushing towards Wu Hongyu.

Wu Hongyu shouted low, punched out, and a majestic and tall lightning shadow appeared behind him.

In an instant, the mana on his body surged several times, and the light of his fist condensed into a ball of dazzling lightning, which was heavily imprinted on the long blade of the dragon!

boom!

After a loud noise, lightning spread all over the jade crystal platform like flowing water.

Peng Yu flew back, his clothes were burnt black, and those white silk strands had long disappeared.

"Fellow Daoist is brilliant, Peng admires him!"

Peng Yuan said something, and his body swayed, as if being pulled by an invisible rope, and he returned to Yingxian Mountain in an instant.

Everyone knows that this is just the initial trial!

Wu Haoyu stood proudly on the jade crystal platform, looked at Yingxian Mountain and said, "Which other Fellow Daoist is coming up?"

The sound falls.

A ray of water spread out, and the sound of the mighty tide came from the void.

I saw a person wearing aqua blue Taoist uniform, stepping on the water and walking out of the fairy mountain.

"Unexpectedly, Fellow Daoist Wu has already cultivated into the Thunder God of the Twelve Immortal Capitals. Zhou was delighted to see Xun Xin and wanted to learn a thing or two."

Grand gatherings like this in the Gold Core Hall are a good time for disciples from various schools to compete for fame.

If you can become famous in one fell swoop, you will definitely be valued by the elders and aristocratic families after returning to the sect, and you will be favored by cultivation resources.

Wu Hongyu also smiled and said: "I have long heard that Tianhai Sect has powerful magic power and is invincible at the same level. Today I want to see the quality of Fellow Daoist!"

The two of them took action almost at the same time!

On Wu Hongyu's side, the sky was full of thunder and light intertwined into a heavy punch, which shot out of the air.

The monk surnamed Zhou from the Tianhai Sect waved his hand and released the water curtain that filled the sky with brilliance and the roar of the tide as he came forward to greet them.

Tianhai Sect monks are the least afraid of wasting their magic power when fighting with others, and they are also the most powerful.

Back in the Tianjue Ice Territory, Yan Qichang used his own magic power to barely block Hong Xi's Rank One Law Treasure Samadhi God Fan!

At this time, the two men took action and tested Wu Hongyu's true strength.

Two majestic thunder gods appeared behind him. The lightning around them was like substance.

The Wu family of Xingcang was determined to win the Zihuang Sword, and the disciples they sent to defend it were indeed extraordinary.

On the jade crystal platform, the true light and the thunder light all over the sky were fighting together, the sound of thunder was rolling, and the sound of the tide was loud.

The originally bright and clear sky was eclipsed.

On the Luo family's side, Luo Qingyuan glanced at the children of the Luo family and said, "You don't have to go up there for a while... No matter who wins or loses, these two people are beyond your ability to deal with."

Pang Yue nodded and said: "According to the Dao Foundation monks' four realms of heaven, earth, black and yellow, the two people on the stage are basically at the upper level of the earth realm, no worse than the true disciples of our Demon Talisman Sect."

Luo Qingyuan asked: "Will you come up later?"

Pang Yue said: "Don't worry, let's see if there are other masters."

Luo Qingyuan smiled and said: "A Rank Two Law Treasure will probably attract many heavenly masters to compete for it."

"Let it go. My magic talisman clone's methods are not as powerful as mine after all. We'll see what happens later."

Pang Yue smiled.

He was playing with an octagonal mirror in his hand. While watching the battle, he secretly pondered the technique of pointing objects as treasures that he had just learned.

This secret method has a total of twenty-four inverted sentences, which can turn ordinary spiritual treasures into Law Weapons.

The higher the monk's mana, the higher the grade of the Law Weapon that is initiated.

But after all, this method is not the original Divine Ability of the Buddhist Gate, and at best it can enlighten the Middle Grade Law Weapon.

Pang Yue understood this chant through the Innate Limitless Monument, and couldn't help but tap the newly refined Profound Order Mirror three times.

The Profound Order Mirror shook three times in a row, and a mysterious and profound wave spread out.

Pang Yue was surprised. In the Profound Order Mirror, there were three more restrictions in an instant!

Become a Middle Grade Law Weapon!

Who would have thought that these three taps would save him a year of hard work, or even more!

Pang Yue couldn't help but poke at the Profound Order Mirror, but saw that the Profound Order Mirror was silent as usual, with no more movement.

"It's really worthless!"

Pang Yue couldn't help but sigh.

Such a heaven-defying Divine Ability can only manifest a few magical effects, which is really a pity.

He couldn't help but have an endless yearning for Buddhist Gate's original version of Divine Ability.

However, when Profound Order Mirror reaches the Middle Grade Law Weapon level, it can exert one or two points of power.

He put away the Profound Order Mirror and looked at the Jade Crystal Platform. The two people above had already decided the winner.

The third Immortal City Thunder God appeared behind Wu Hongyu, and his powerful thunder was no less powerful than that of the Tianhai Sect monks. He broke through the true light of his water curtain and won the battle.

Pang Yue discovered that in this type of fighting in full public view, both sides mostly just stop at it and have no intention of harming their opponents.

After the Tianhai Sect monk went down, another Buddhist Gate monk came up.

But he is a monk from the Vajra Temple, one of the nine Eastern Sea sects.

The monk was wearing a coarse cloth robe and mango shoes. He stepped out and came to the jade crystal platform.

A sense of immortality and weight as heavy as a mountain slowly emerged from him.

When everyone saw it, they knew that this monk must be the true disciple of Vajra Temple!

Only by practicing the King Kong Ming Jue can you have such energy.

(End of chapter)