Mind Cultivation Record

The Jiuqu Tianhe Formation, which was divided into nine areas, could not hinder the black and blue flowing light for long before being defeated by the flowing light one by one.

Boom——!

An extremely dull roar came from the golden bell, and the layers of golden light rippled endlessly. The black and blue flowing light only stopped slightly at this moment. Xiao Mian took a closer look and realized that the body of the flowing light was a Flying needle.

The flying needle was no more than an inch long and was completely black, but the surface of the needle tip was glowing with green light, which looked weird.

Xiao Mian's expression changed again. Among all the magic weapons and magic weapons, the needle-shaped magic weapon or magic weapon is by no means the most powerful, but its penetrability is definitely the strongest.

This is by no means good news for Xiao Mian!

Sure enough, the next moment, the needle tip rotated at high speed and gradually penetrated the surface of the golden bell. The whole golden bell wailed, and Xiao Mian's body attached to the golden bell also felt a stinging pain like a needle. Even Xiao Mian, who practiced the "Soul Separation Technique", couldn't help but let out a roar to relieve the pain of his soul.

Xiao Mian knew that even the golden bell might not last long. At this point, he could only move forward bravely and try to kill Lu Chengzhi before the needle-shaped magic weapon hit him.

To take a step back, even if I die, I still have to support Lu Chengzhi!

Xiao Mian usually seemed calm and steady, but there was a fierceness in his heart. The only person he couldn't worry about was Xiao Chuqing.

Thinking about it, considering that he fought desperately to kill Lu Chengzhi, even if he died, Dan Qiusheng would not treat his only relative badly, right?

With this thought in mind, Xiao Mian let out a loud shout and advanced instead of retreating. Taking advantage of the gap when the golden bell was about to break, he broke through ten feet again and got one step closer to Lu Chengzhi.

A depression like a rupture had appeared where the golden bell jar came into contact with the Ziwu Soul-Chasing Needle. Seeing Lu Chengzhi so close at hand, and seeing the proud and almost forgetful smile on Lu Chengzhi's face, Xiao Mian suddenly also grinned. .

The next moment, while Lu Chengzhi was stunned, Xiao Mian suddenly removed the golden bell and allowed the Ziwu Soul-Chasing Nail to pierce into his chest.

At that moment, Xiao Mian trembled all over, and then his speed increased instead of decreasing. Almost at the same time as a streak of blood shot out from behind, Xiao Mian dodged and rushed ten feet away, then raised his left hand and shot a The ice light rushed out and pierced Lu Chengzhi's chest.

Lu Chengzhi looked at Xiao Mian with disbelief, his eyes flashed with sword light, but after all, it was because of the lack of true energy in his body that he could not emit any golden pupil sword light.

Almost at the same time, the two of them fell to the sky.

For a moment, the whole place was silent, and then everyone was in an uproar.

No one thought that the result of the final battle would be like this - both sides would suffer, and both sides would perish together!

At this time, even Mrs. Yuan Yan on the high platform could not sit still. She suddenly transformed into a stream of light and came to the ring. However, her first glance was not to check Lu Chengzhi's injury, but to fly towards Xiao Mian without even looking. A shadow sword energy was released.

If this sword energy hits, it will be even more powerful than the Ziwu Soul Chasing Nail just now. After all, this is the full blow of the Nascent Soul Ancestor.

But this shadow sword energy was extinguished by a gray divine light halfway.

Dan Qiusheng had already stood in front of Xiao Mian, looking at Yuan Yan with an unkind expression, no longer as peaceful as before.

Obviously, if Patriarch Yuan Yan insists on attacking Xiao Mian at this time, Dan Qiusheng will not hesitate to fight.

Ancestor Yuan Yan also seemed to know where Dan Qiusheng's bottom line was. He snorted coldly and came to Lu Chengzhi. He saw a fist-sized ice cube frozen in Lu Chengzhi's heart. Through the ice, he could also see a thumb-sized ice cube. The blood holes are bright red.

snort!

waste!

Cursing secretly, Patriarch Yuanyan turned to look at Xiao Mian who was not far away.

Xiao Mian's injuries were more serious than Lu Chengzhi's. There was a bloody hole in his chest that was the size of a child's fist and he was bleeding profusely. More importantly, the blood was not red, but a strange cyan color. Dan Qiusheng's face changed slightly when he saw this. It was just because he wanted to try to touch Xiao Mian's pulse to heal his injuries. Ancestor Yuan Yan across from him snorted coldly and spoke loudly and elegantly.

"This competition is not over yet! Headmaster Danqiu, if you take action rashly, does it mean that Xiao Mian of the Five Elements Sect has given up on this competition?"

"What? It's gotten to this point? You still want to compete?" At this time, Leng Ningyu also rushed to the ring, just in time to hear the shouts of the ancestor Yuanyan, and immediately asked the ancestor Yuanyan with a livid face. Ancestor Yuan Yan's originally demure expression became particularly ferocious when he saw Dan Qiusheng and Leng Ningyu standing together. He said word by word: "Compare! Of course we will compete! Why not? Just compare them two - —Who dies first!"

"Are you crazy!?"

"What? Don't you dare from the Five Elements Sect? Does that mean that the first place in this sword fighting competition is won by Lu Chengzhi from my Demonic Shadow Sect?"

"Fart... fart!" An extremely weak voice came out of Xiao Mian's mouth. Under the gaze of two Nascent Soul Ancestors and a strong Jindan expert on the stage, Xiao Mian slowly opened his eyes, although his eyes were dull. , but said extremely firmly: "Senior Yuan Yan, if...if you insist on continuing the competition, Xiao Mian is not talented, and I will accompany you until...the end!"

"You...how could you..."

Seeing Xiao Mian's consciousness slowly returning, ancestor Yuan Yan seemed to have seen a ghost, with a look of disbelief on her face. It seemed that she had already expected that Xiao Mian would not be able to speak, but when she saw that the blood flowing out of Xiao Mian's chest was still blue, , then his expression softened slightly.

snort!

The blue and white porcelain, which is the most difficult to deal with among the ten strange poisons in the body, let me see how long you can keep jumping around!

Thinking of this, Ancestor Yuan Yan did not say anything more. After all, with her status, if she argued with a Foundation Establishment monk in public, no matter what the outcome, speaking out would not be something to be proud of.

At this moment, Lu Chengzhi also woke up leisurely, but couldn't help but let out a groan that was extremely painful.

Ancestor Yuan Yan was stunned again. Unexpectedly, his heart was pierced by ice light, and Lu Chengzhi was not dead!

Dan Qiusheng's expression also changed slightly, and his eyes when he looked at Lu Chengzhi were full of coldness, as if he was weighing whether to take the opportunity to kill Lu Chengzhi and avoid future troubles.

But now, in front of many casual cultivators in Nanyue Prefecture, Dan Qiusheng could not do such a thing that would degrade his status.

"Now that things have come to this, it goes without saying that we should continue the competition. Since neither of the two players has died, is anyone willing to give up the competition?" The three great Nascent Soul Intermediate Rankers, Scholar Qingqiuzi and Venerable Fuhu, The ancestors flew to the ring hand in hand. After asking these words, they saw that neither Dan Qiusheng, Yuan Yan, nor Xiao Mian and Lu Chengzhi spoke. The scholar shook his head and continued: "Since neither party took the initiative If you abstain, let’s determine the final winner based on who stands up first!”

"I protest! This is unfair! The boy from the Five Elements Sect has obviously practiced the secret technique of body refining, so he must have an advantage in terms of physical strength..." Ancestor Yuanyan's face changed greatly when she heard this, but she just said this, Qing Qiu Zi interrupted her with a cold face: "The secret technique of body refining is also something people have worked hard to learn. Unlike some people who actually use magic weapons in the competition between monks in the foundation building period, you still have to Are you embarrassed to say it’s unfair?”

Even the lowest-level magic weapon is an artifact at the golden elixir level. It is indeed a bit excessive to use magic weapons in a competition between monks in the foundation-building period.

"This matter is settled!"

Without giving Patriarch Yuan Yan the slightest chance to refute, the scholar had made his final decision.

Ancestor Yuan Yan's cold eyes swept over the three mid-level Yuan Ying ancestors one by one, but he did not dare to refute. But privately, Patriarch Yuanyan didn't think Xiao Mian could stand up. Now it depends on whether Lu Chengzhi can stand up.

The result was once again beyond the expectations of ancestor Yuan Yan. Xiao Mian, who had been poisoned by one of the ten strange poisons as she expected, actually struggled to sit up.

At this time, Lu Chengzhi had just regained some consciousness.

Under the shocked and incomprehensible gaze of Patriarch Yuan Yan, while Lu Chengzhi was unconsciously swinging his hands and feet, Xiao Mian was already sitting cross-legged, and then reached out to quickly tap several large points on his chest to stop the bleeding and temporarily freeze the meridians near the wound. .

At the same time, the golden spiritual fire that had been dormant in Xiao Mian's heart suddenly started beating, wrapping up the murderous weapon that had penetrated Xiao Mian's heart, and melting the layers of restrictions attached to the Ziwu Soul-Chasing Needle.

At the same time, the poisonous relics in Xiao Mian's body were running wildly, absorbing the unique poison he didn't know about on the needle-shaped magic weapon - blue and white porcelain!

Although Xiao Mian still didn't know what the strange poison was at this time, he also knew that it was definitely not an ordinary poison, because even the poison relic in his body could barely suppress the spread of the poison, but could not safely absorb it into the poison relic. internal.

This can only show that the poison carried on the Ziwu Soul Chasing Needle is of a higher level than any poison that Xiao Mian has taken into his body before.

In normal times, Xiao Mian would naturally be happy to get such a unique poison, but now, the situation is a bit special.

Thanks to the existence of the poisonous relic, the strange poison could not kill Xiao Mian for a while.

Xiao Mian stood up slowly but firmly. Not only that, but under the increasingly gloomy gaze of ancestor Yuan Yan, Xiao Mian walked directly to Lu Chengzhi.

There were tens of thousands of monks present, and there was total silence.

Although Xiao Mian didn't say a word, everyone knew what he was going to do.

He wants to kill Lu Chengzhi!