Fantasy: Unlimited Leveling From The Cultivator

'The Arena of Immortals'

Ye Mo stood opposite another person.

Standing opposite Ye Mo is a man wearing a blue robe, who looks a bit old-fashioned, but the other party is definitely not very old.

This green-robed man's aura has reached the Sixth Stage of the Emperor Realm, and he is definitely a genius.

But it's still far from Ye Mo.

"Divine Sect Situ Jing of the Western Sea", the man in Tsing Yi saluted Ye Mo.

"North Region Ye Family Ye Mo." Ye Mo also replied

Hearing that Ye Mo came from the Northern Territory, the man in Tsing Yi showed a surprised look on his face. In fact, not only him, but everyone else was also surprised.

Because the Northern Territory has always been too weak, there are very few masters of the imperial realm, let alone a late stage master of the imperial realm like Ye Mo.

"Beiyu finally figured out a decent one."

"I just don't know how strong it is?"

Everyone is talking about "September 63"

"Although your aura has reached the late stage of the imperial realm, I will not simply admit defeat." Situ Jing said solemnly.

"Then go ahead and give it a try." Ye Mo said lightly

As Ye Mo's voice fell, Situ Jing had already made a move, boom! A fist punched towards Ye Mo, and Ye Mo blocked it.

This Situ Jing is no match for Ye Mo, Ye Mo suppressed him as soon as he made a move, and with a few moves, Situ Jing was in danger.

Situ Jing struggled to his death and used the method of pressing the bottom of the box, but was still pressed down by Ye Mo.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Ye Mo was victorious.

"Group D, Ye Mo wins!" The old man in gray announced, "The next group, Group 'E' will play.

Two more people flew out, and Ye Mo flew back to the original place.

As soon as he flew back, the God-killing Feng Shui compass was quickly refined in Ye Mo's sea of ​​consciousness, and the refining of the God-killing Feng Shui compass went deeper, and the last layer of Restrictions could be refined at any time.

The battle continued, and when it was time for the 'Geng' group, it was finally Jing Changli's turn.

As soon as Jing Changli appeared on the stage, he immediately attracted the attention of everyone present, even Ye Mo couldn't help but look up.

There was a hint of admiration in the eyes of the old man in gray.

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Jing Changli stood casually, with a handsome face and a stretched body, but there was a kind of domineering in his bones in the casualness.

Jing Changli stood there quietly with his hands crossed, his hands were like jade, and his eyes were as deep as a starry sky.

The look in his eyes alone caused the opponent opposite him to feel a sudden increase in pressure.

"Nanhai, Zhou Yuan." The man on the opposite side said, his voice was slightly distorted.

"Jing Changli." Jing Changli said lightly

"Jing Changli, let me see if you are as powerful as in Legendary!" Zhou Yuan roared, unable to bear the pressure, he took the lead.

A strong sword light, as strong as the beginning of the world, slashed towards Jing Changli, the light of the sword rippled like a river of swords.

Jing Changli just stood quietly, seeing that the river of swords was about to fall on him, he finally made a move.

No one saw clearly how Jing Changli made the move, they only saw endless white lights flickering in front of his eyes when he moved his folded hands.

The white light burst out like the sun, and there was only this white light left in the world, which pierced people's eyes and made them unable to open their eyes.

The white light dissipated, and a scream came out, Zhou Yuan's body was thrown far away, blood was scattered wildly, Zhou Yuan's body was already like a rag bag.

There was a huge crack on his chest, the flesh on his legs had melted away, exposing the bones, his arms were broken and drooping, and blood flowed out of them.

His face was also criss-crossed with scars.

Zhou Yuan was injured like this with just one move. You must know that Zhou Yuan is a genius in the Seventh Stage of the Emperor's Dao Realm.

Everyone was shocked, they didn't even see clearly how Jing Changli made that move, the gap was too big.

In the distance, Ye Golden Immortal, who was dressed in a red robe, narrowed his eyes, and there was a look of fear in the depths of his eyes, and he remembered his previous battle with Jing Changli.

Jing Changli is not a human being at all, but an old monster, with reckless moves and strength like heaven and earth. Ye Golden Immortal has always been confident in his own strength, but he couldn't hold on to a few tricks in front of Jing Changli.

Zui Luo Hua Qiao also had a dignified look on her face, she could feel that Jing Changli's strength was growing almost every moment, maybe the other party could really become the Great Emperor!

"It is indeed worthy of being number one in the Southern Wilderness." Ye Mo said to himself, the battle just now could not be seen clearly by others, but he naturally saw it clearly.

Just now when Jing Changli made a shot, a white light flashed as soon as he moved his hands, this should be an advanced Martial Skill.

This kind of Martial Skill has a boundless sharp aura, the white light is like countless swords, and each sword has a special rhythm, easily tearing Zhou Yuan's defense, seriously injuring him 0...

Although Ye Mo tried his best to overestimate Jing Changli's strength in the past, he never thought that the opponent was so strong. This put a little pressure on Ye Mo's heart, and he began to step up refining the God Slaughter Feng Shui compass.

"This time is better than the fighting mirror!" The old man in gray announced lightly, and he glanced at Changli, with some satisfaction in his eyes.

Then the fight continued.

Since everyone has to fight against each other in turn, although there are seventeen people, each of them has to fight sixteen times.

The battle became more and more fierce. For the sake of immortality, everyone was desperate for life and death.

In the world of practice, chance is often an important part of strength. If a genius does not have the chance bonus, he may not be able to reach a very high level.

Looking at all the strong people, all the Great Emperors, they can reach a very high level, and there is no doubt that they are accompanied by various opportunities in their lives.

And the "immortal fate" in front of him can almost be said to be the top opportunity in the Mingkong world, so it naturally attracted everyone crazy.

Then Ye Mo also fought a lot of games, all of which were easily defeated by him.

The same is true for Ye Golden Immortal, Zui Luohua and others. They have not encountered too strong opponents.

As for Jing Changli, he is even more perverted, no one can pass a move under his hands, every time a white light flashes, the opponent is seriously injured and fails.

So that after 3.5, someone encountered Jing Changli and gave up directly.

In this way, the battle lasted for seven or eight hours, and there was no day in Wuye's arena. This place was forever surrounded by White's immortal light, and it seemed that no time had passed.

Finally, Ye Mo met his first formidable opponent, Ya.

"Ye Mo, Ye Golden Immortal, fight!" the voice of the old man in gray came.

Ye Mo flew out immediately, and Ye Golden Immortal, who was dressed in red, also flew into the field with a cold snort. The two of them exuded aura, fighting each other like two peerless beasts.

Everyone outside the arena is looking forward to it. Ye Mo's strength has been recognized after a series of battles, and Ye Golden Immortal is a genius recognized by Nanhuang, and his strength is at the forefront of the Xianyuan Conference.

The battle between the two is destined to be a battle between dragons and tigers, but I don't know who will win?

For a while, everyone looked at the field seriously. .