Fantasy: Life Simulator, Ten Years to Become an Immortal Emperor

The second place to go was a young female cultivator from the Chixiao Sect.

A green spirit sword swung out of the Dao Chong Xiao sword, constantly attacking, and it was unbelievable, obviously a cultivator of the Golden Spirit Root, fighting with Mu Chengyi.

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Two hours later.

Most of the disciples had already finished the competition, and at this time standing on the stage was a disciple of the Lingyun Sect, named Liao Wen, who had defended the ring five times without defeat, and his strength was strong, which discouraged many people who had not yet taken the stage.

Elder Zhou looked at a man in a brocade robe on the right, and his thoughts seemed to be transmitting something.

The brocade robe man's face was calm, there was no fluctuation in his eyes, and he stood up abruptly after a few breaths!

The figure shook, landed lightly on the ring, and said lightly: "Ziyang Sect, Yang Xiong!"

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"Yang Xiong?"

"I've heard this name, Purple Yang Sect Tianfeng disciple, number one in the inner list!"

"The first in the inner list, that is the strongest in the inner gate, there is a good show to watch now!!"

Many people cheered up and looked intently at the ring.

That disciple of the Lingyun Sect also had a solemn face, like a great enemy!

"You have guarded the ring five times, the consumption of spiritual energy is serious, and you are not my opponent. Yang Xiong's tone was calm, and his words contained strong confidence.

"Hmph, I don't know if I have fought before!" Lingyun Sect Liao Wen snorted coldly, not nonsense, the spiritual energy on his body instantly surged, and an obscure magic trick was pinched in his hand.

In an instant, a pitch-black mountain appeared in the sky, like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and dark clouds covered the sun.

"Fall!"

Liao Wen's five fingers bent into claws and drank heavily.

The pitch-black mountain slammed down towards Yang Xiong!!

When the strong wind hit, Yang Xiong was calm and calm, his figure stepped into the sky, and a dark pattern spear appeared in his hand, stabbing at the mountain.

The gun came out like a dragon, and the tip of the gun burst out with a fierce aura!

"Boom!"

The huge sound shook the heavens and the earth, the mountains were pierced by a shot, and Yang Xiong's figure burst out of the chaotic rocks, and the gun shone coldly, like a dragon going out to sea and pointing directly at Liao Wen.

Liao Wen's face changed drastically, and he slapped the storage bag in his hand, urging the aura with all his strength, and a transparent light curtain instantly crossed in front of him!

"Defense Lingbao. Yang Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he did not hesitate.

The figure turned in the air, and the spear was raised high like a mountain opening god axe, as if it was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and the blue light on it splashed, and it slammed down against the transparent light curtain! !

"Boom. "

The terrifying force directly poured blood out of Liao Wenzhen's mouth, his face was extremely pale, and in his panicked eyes, the white light curtain spread like a spider's web.

"Break it for me!" Yang Xiong snorted coldly, and violently urged a little bit of spiritual power!

The spear slammed down, and the momentum was like a broken bamboo.

"Hush. "

"Hush. "

The white light curtain shattered inch by inch, and the jade pei held in Liao Wen's hand suddenly became dull at this time.

Then a spear stood at his neck, exuding an astonishing chill, and Yang Xiong said, "You lost." "

Liao Wen's face was ashen, and he clenched his fists a little unwillingly, and turned away.

"Whew, Yang Xiong's strength is really extraordinary!!"

"It can actually smash the defensive spirit treasure with one shot!"

"It's worthy of being a Tianfeng disciple. "

The onlookers couldn't help but secretly marvel.

Many disciples on the high platform in the south were full of joy in their eyes, after all, the senior brother of his own sect won the championship, and his face was somewhat glorious!

"Yang Xiong of Tianfeng turned out to be a physical cultivator. "

"Look at the strength, it is almost the power of my two dan. "

Ning Ze lowered his eyes, briefly analyzed, and immediately stretched out boredly.

Looks like no one should be on the field, is it up to me?

At this moment, a figure suddenly fell from the high platform of Lingxiao Sect, a boy about seventeen or eight years old.

His eyes were wide, his expression was arrogant, and the aura emanating from his body was extremely powerful.

Yang Xiong's gaze froze, and he suddenly revealed a solemn color.

He could obviously feel that this person's strength was extremely strong, and the oppressive feeling of the light aura could make the spiritual energy in his body stagnate.

At this time, Elder Xu of the Lingxiao Sect suddenly stood up and said loudly, "Zhou Gan, this should be the last showdown, how about our second sect add some color?"

"Colored head?" Elder Zhou frowned slightly and sneered, "What to bet?"

"Just bet on a fourth-grade spiritual vein!"

As soon as this remark came out, it shocked the four seats.

Spiritual veins!

What is a spiritual vein? It is the foundation of a sect, it is the lifeblood!

Now a competition of disciples of the Golden Pill Realm actually wants to bet on the spiritual vein!

It's a shocking gamble!

Elder Zhou's pupils shrank when he heard this, and he quickly reacted again, and said with a sneer: "Xu Tian, you can't help but think too highly of yourself, you are just a god, and you are also qualified to gamble with the sect's spiritual vein?"

Xu Tian seemed to have expected him to say this, and with a flick of his fingers, a simple array plate appeared in his hand.

"This is the formation plate of my sect's fourth-grade spiritual vein, if you don't believe it, you can check it yourself. "

Elder Zhou's face suddenly sank when he heard this, revealing hesitation.

Xu Tian was able to take out the formation plate in front of the two sects and the Tianshui Kingdom, there must be no fake, after all, the sects all want face.

He looked at the young man who had just entered the field in front of him, his breath was strong and his strength was unfathomable, and he must have no fear.

If he gambles, Yang Xiong will lose nine times out of ten, and lose a fourth-grade spiritual vein in vain, if it was before, it would be forgotten, but now a third-grade spiritual vein in the sect is about to be exhausted, and the production of spirit stones has plummeted, and the loss of a fourth-grade spiritual vein is undoubtedly worse.

If you don't gamble, I'm afraid that the Ziyang Sect will become a laughing stock after this, and coupled with the news of the defection of the Tianshui Kingdom, the surrounding countries will definitely have different intentions and stop worshiping.

Chixiao Sect is calculating!

For a while, it made Zhou Qian in a dilemma!

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