Fantasy: Unlimited Leveling From The Cultivator

On the arena of immortals, white light bursts out

Ye Mo's Nine Nether pointed at the center of Ye Golden Immortal's eyebrows, emitting a thick murderous intent.

Ye Golden Immortal remained motionless, he could feel that as long as there was a slight movement, the other party would kill him.

A trace of cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and the gold seal on his forehead was somewhat blurred.

The scene was dead silent, no one expected that Ye Mo could defeat Ye Golden Immortal.

"Ye... Mo won?"

"This...Ye Golden Immortal was actually defeated, and the Ye Family of the Southern Wilderness Imperial Clan was defeated by another unknown surnamed Ye.

"Oh my God, Ye Golden Immortal is the third in the Southern Wilderness, and he can lose."

"The move just now, the move Ye Mo used just now is very terrifying, like countless stars descending, it's no wonder Ye Golden Immortal will lose."

Everyone was shocked at first, and then slowly accepted this reality. They looked at Ye Mo differently. This is a genius who defeated the third in the Southern Wilderness.

Defeating Ye Golden Immortal means that Ye Mo is very likely to become the top five in the Fairy Fate Tournament. With Xianyuan, Ye Mo has created a miracle for the Northern Territory.

In the distance, Zui Luohua looked at Ye Mo's eyes and Shendu changed. Although she knew Ye Mo had some strength before, she didn't expect that even Ye Golden Immortal was not his opponent.

Moreover, Ye Golden Immortal's strength has obviously improved during this period.

After defeating Ye Golden Immortal, she will obviously be the next target.

Zui Luohua reassessed Ye Mo's strength in her heart and became vigilant.

Yan Luo with the broken arm was as pale as paper, he knew that Ye Mo was strong, but who would have thought that Ye Mo would be so strong, without saying a word, Zi Luo turned around and left.

If he didn't leave again, he was afraid that after the Fairy Fate Conference, Ye Mo would immediately find him to kill the grass and roots.

Only Jing Changli's face was flat, without any change, whether it was Ye Golden Immortal or Ye Mo, he didn't To put in one's eyes.

Which of these two is stronger and who is weaker, they are not as good as him anyway, as the reborn Great Emperor, he didn't put these kids in one's eyes at all.

The gray-clothed old man stood in the air and announced lightly: "This time, Ye Mo wins!"

The voice was flat and echoed in everyone's ears.

Only then did Ye Mo's Nine Nether sword slowly put down, feeling the disappearance of the locking own energy mechanism, Ye Golden Immortal let out a sigh of relief, his expression was a little lost.

He won the Wanxiangquan this time, and he no longer wanted to put in one's eyes, and even had the idea of ​​challenging Jing Changli.

But he didn't expect that before he met Zui Luohua, he would be defeated by the unknown Ye Mo who suddenly appeared.

It was like a nightmare, and after a moment of panting, Ye Golden Immortal accepted the fact, gave Ye Mo a cold look, and flew into the crowd.

Ye Mo didn't To put in one's eyes the other party's threatening eyes, and also flew away from here.

As soon as he stood in the crowd, he continued to refine the God-killing Feng Shui compass between his brows. In the sea of ​​consciousness, the God-killing Feng Shui compass shone brightly, and he was only one step away from refining it.

Seeing the two leave, the gray-clothed old man glanced at everyone: "In the next battle, Wang Li vs. Zhang Qing..."

The battle began to continue, but everyone seemed to lose their spirits, because the battle just now was so exciting. Against this background, the battle in front of them was like children fighting

Just like that, several hours passed, and the battles ended. Among them, Ye Mo, Zui Luohua, and Jing Changli appeared on the stage one after another, and their opponents were not three-in-one.

Of course, the same is true for Ye Golden Immortal. After being defeated by Ye Mo, Ye Golden Immortal's arrogance has obviously restrained a lot. He has become cold and terrifying, and his shots are ruthless. His opponent is miserable

Again and again admit defeat.

Another battle ended, and the gray-clothed old man stood in the air and announced: "The next battle will be Jing Changli vs Zui Luohua."

As soon as these words came out, the people who had been calm all the time suddenly became turbulent, like a stone was thrown from a calm lake.

Finally there was a fight.

Zui Luohua and Jing Changli are both popular candidates to win the Xianyuan Conference. Now that the two meet together, it must be like a meeting of fate.

Everyone got excited.

Even powerful people like Ye Golden Immortal and Ye Mo watched with serious expressions.

Zui Luohua and Jing Changli turned into streamers and flew out, landing in the middle.

Zui Luohua is dressed in a purple robe, with a delicate face and soft eyes, like a demure Lotus flower.

Jing Changli had a handsome face, wearing coarse clothes, standing on top of the huge chaotic millstone, exuding an invincible domineering aura.

"Facing me, you don't have much chance of winning." Jing Changli said indifferently, his words were full of unquestionable taste

Zui Luohua's face was expressionless: "Then I have to try again, I don't want to lose without a fight.

"Oh" Jing Changli's eyes trembled, "I really don't cry when I see the coffin, I will fulfill you and defeat you within three moves!"

As soon as this remark came out, there was a commotion in the field.

"It's too arrogant to defeat Zui Luohua within three moves."

"That's right, Zui Luohua is also the second in the Southern Desolation True King Battle, what kind of confidence does this Jing Changli have!"

"This is interesting. I have no doubt that Jing Changli can defeat Zui Luohua, but if it is limited to three moves, there will be variables."

Jing Changli's humiliating words didn't seem to make Zui Luohua angry. Zui Luohua's black and white eyes were as clear as water, and he said in a flat tone: "I'll wait for those three tricks to defeat me."

The old man in gray stood in the air and said calmly: "Let's start!"

boom!

As soon as the gray-clothed old man's voice fell, Jing Changli made a move. Before Jing Changli made a move, no one could see clearly how he made the move.

But this time, everyone could see clearly, and very clearly.

Because, Jing Changli shot very slowly this time, he clenched his right fist, raised it up, and white light radiated out, all of this was like slow motion, clearly presented in everyone's eyes.

With such a slow movement, Zui Luohua could easily dodge it.

However, Zui Luohua has a feeling that she is in the crushing force of the world, that fist seems to be the world, no matter how much she dodges, she can't dodge it.

boom!

With one punch, endless white light filled the world.

Drunken Flowers fluttered in her purple robe, and yelled softly, "Shenra Dharma Phase!"

hum!

A Purple god-like body suddenly stood in front of her, that Purple body was like a fairy god, with a surging and domineering aura.

Jing Changli punched out, and the purple demon-like thing was destroyed and melted, and Zui Luohua even drifted back and forth.

At this moment, Jing Changli's second strike has come, this strike is still a punch, this punch is exactly the same as the last punch, it is also extremely slow, and it carries the endless momentum of the world.

The two punches repeated like this are superimposed together like waves. The waves are rolling. The first wave may be weak, but each wave is stronger than the next wave. The monstrous waves can even destroy the embankment.

In the feeling of Zuiluohua, this strike is like the aftertaste of the previous blow, it is connected to the previous blow, but it is twice as strong as the previous blow.

boom!

White light came surging.

"`"Immortal God Yi!" Zui Luohua's expression changed drastically, and she let out a low voice, endless immortal light gushing out from her body.

Immortal God Yi is a unique skill she obtained by accident, it is just a movement technique, but it is so subtle that it is unimaginable.

As soon as the footsteps were stepped on, Zui Luohua's figure walked in the void one after another like lightning.

Boom boom boom!

The white light made a burst of explosions, and followed closely behind Zui Luohua, but Xianshen Yi did not disappoint her after all, Zui Luohua escaped the blow of the winner (Zhao).

However, this strike is followed by the next blow, which is still the same slow punch.

Jing Changli's face was calm, and he slowly launched a punch. This is the third wave. After two consecutive accumulations, the third wave has become terrifyingly strong, and cracks appeared in the void.

Everyone felt a sense of suffocation.

Boom! The sea of ​​white light flooded the past team.

Too strong, Zui Luohua felt a trace of despair in her heart, although she was already very strong, this person in front of her was like a demon god.

"Taisu Immortal Banner!" Zui Luohua waved away the feeling of despair in her heart, and a stream of light emanated from her body.

A plain fairy flag protected her body. Various patterns were engraved on the fairy flag, and there were runes flickering one after another, exuding a trace of imperial aura.

This is a treasure of the Half Emperor.

boom!

That punch landed on the Taisu Immortal Banner, emitting a monstrous light.

When the white light dissipated, the Taisu Immortal Banner, the half-emperor's treasure, was dimmed, and a clear fist mark appeared on it. Zui Luohua vomited blood from the corner of her mouth, and retreated thousands of miles.

"You've lost." Jing Changli said calmly with his fists closed, his voice resounding through the arena of immortals. .