Mortal Seeking Immortal

He Yan quickly waved the dragon scale silver spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear kept landing on Luo Yun. In the blink of an eye, He Yan had stabbed all over Luo Yun's body, but they were all blocked by Luo Yun's sword, and the flying sword was blocked by Luo Yun. Luo Yun waved like an airtight barrier, and no attack could break through this barrier.

Looking at the tightly guarded Luo Yun, He Yan's face became heavy. All the spiritual power in his body continued to pour into the Dragon Scale Silver Spear. The light on the Dragon Scale Silver Spear shone brightly. When the Dragon Scale Silver Spear absorbed enough spiritual power, , He Yan took advantage of the situation and sent the dragon scale silver gun in front of Luo Yun. With a 'clang' sound, a dazzling light was released from the dragon scale silver gun.

The bright light instantly enveloped He Yan and Luo Yun, making it impossible for the surrounding disciples to see clearly the scene in the bright light.

Gu Ling'er opened her red lips lightly and murmured as if in a trance: "I wonder who wins and who loses?"

On the high platform, the leader and the four elders all used their spiritual consciousness to sweep into the light. After a moment, a look of disappointment flashed across the leader's eyes, while the first elder looked happy, and the other three elders all looked gloating. He glanced at the leader.

On the ring, when the light dissipated, everyone saw He Yan and Luo Yun standing looking at each other. The dragon scale silver gun in He Yan's hand was standing on the ground, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, as if he was injured.

Looking at Luo Yun opposite him, his face was pale, his hair was slightly messy, and the flying sword in his hand had been knocked out by He Yan.

A disciple in the audience looked at He Yan worriedly and guessed: "Senior Brother He Yan is injured. Could it be that Senior Brother He Yan lost this game?"

As soon as these words came out, some disciples immediately retorted: "No, it's absolutely impossible. Senior Brother He Yan will never lose. Didn't you see that Senior Brother Luo Yun's sword was knocked out by Senior Brother He Yan?"

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, but the deacon disciples on the stage looked at Luo Yun and He Yan with puzzled faces, and the results were not announced for a long time.

Ye Zhou sighed softly: "I didn't expect that senior brother would lose."

Gu Ling'er rolled his eyes, poked Ye Zhou with a slender white finger, and said through a message: "Junior brother, it's a good thing for us that senior brother loses. Why do you look so disappointed? You know what if If senior brother is not eliminated, it will be much more difficult for you and me to compete for the Foundation Establishment Pill."

Hearing this, Ye Zhou felt as if he was waking up from a dream, and bowed respectfully to Gu Ling'er: "Thank you, senior sister, for your advice."

There are only five foundation-building pills in total. If Luo Yun is not eliminated, there is a high chance that he will have to occupy a spot later. Now that Luo Yun has been eliminated, for those like Ye Zhou and Gu Ling'er who have not been eliminated, there is one less person. A strong enemy is naturally a good thing.

As for Luo Yun being their senior brother?

Faced with the temptation of the extremely precious Foundation Establishment Pill, it would be ridiculous to still consider whether he is a senior.

As he spoke, Luo Yun spat out blood with a 'pop' sound. His face was sluggish. He glanced at the leader on the high platform anxiously. He stretched out his hand, picked up the flying sword that fell on the ground, turned around and walked heavily down. into the arena.

The deacon disciple hurriedly rang the bell: "The competition is over, senior brother He Yan wins!"

All the disciples in the audience burst into cheers: "Great, Senior Brother He Yan wins!"

"I knew that Senior Brother He Yan would definitely win. It was right to overpower him!"

"...."

He Yan, who was on the stage, looked at Luo Yun's lonely figure leaving, with a look of pride in his eyes, but it was not revealed on his face, and he walked towards the stage with a calm expression.

On the ring, the second elder looked at the first elder and said: "Congratulations, first elder, your first disciple He Yan has won this round. It can be said that he has a bright future."

The third elder then said: "Yes, if you can win against Luo Yun, it seems that the first place in this Foundation Establishment Pill Competition must be He Yan."

The great elder glanced at the leader with a smug expression, who had his eyes closed to rest, and said a few words of self-effacement.

After the duel between Luo Yun and He Yan, there were several more competitions on the two sides. However, the disciples on both sides of the duel were average in strength and not eye-catching. Ye Zhou only glanced at it a few times before losing interest and turned around. He listened carefully to Gu Linger's secrets about the door.

It turns out that the Blood Spirit Sect was able to gain a foothold in the Dawu Dynasty. In addition to the support of the nearby people, most of the factors were because the Blood Spirit Sect had contacts with the royal family of the Dawu Dynasty.

When the current emperor of the Dawu Dynasty was still a prince, he was not favored by the late emperor because of his low status as a biological mother. He had no chance of becoming emperor, but somehow he was favored by the leader. With the support of the leader, the current emperor killed several other influential people. The prince who wished to succeed to the throne led his troops to force the emperor to pass on the throne, and only then ascended the throne.

Although Gu Ling'er said it lightly, Ye Zhou understood that it was not easy for a powerless prince to do these things, and all of this must be the credit of the head.

At this moment, on the ring, the deacon disciple shouted: "Next, please invite the senior brothers holding the red number 8 and the black number 8 to come on stage to compete!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a graceful woman wearing a veil stepping onto the ring. Opposite her stood a wretched-looking and thin inner disciple.

The disciples around Ye Zhou shouted: "Crow Yu, the third elder's direct disciple, is on stage!"

These words instantly attracted the attention of all the disciples under the ring, and everyone's eyes were focused on the ring.

Crow Feather was wearing a black gauze skirt, and her beautiful eyes were looking at her opponent coldly, as if looking at a corpse.

The wretched-looking inner disciple glanced at Crow Feather with an evil smile, and said to a certain disciple under the ring: "Just wait and see, you will definitely call me grandpa! I, Huangpi, will definitely beat her in this round!"

As soon as Huang Pi said these words, everyone in the ring showed a trace of disdain in their eyes. Everyone felt that Huang Pi was overestimating his abilities.

As the deacon disciple pulled the bell, Huangpi quickly took out a gem from his storage bag, and a stream of spiritual power hit the gem. The gem slowly flew to the top of Huangpi's head, and a blue light sprayed out to cover Huangpi's entire body.

Then Huangpi took out a few jade bottles from his storage bag, crushed them, and a bunch of colorful strange powders burst out of the jade bottles. Huangpi picked up a wind control technique and used the wind to blow all the powders onto him.

As the powder blew with the wind, the smell contained in it spread out. The disciples below the stage were not prepared for a moment and actually inhaled all the smell into their noses. Suddenly, sneezes came one after another. When Ye Zhou and Gu Ling'er saw Huangpi using the wind control technique, they set up a shield on their bodies at the same time as if they had a telepathic connection, blocking the smell outside, so they were not affected.

Yayu, who was standing opposite Huangpi, was a little confused about Huangpi's actions, but from her slightly frowned brows, it was obvious that Huangpi had already exhausted her little patience.

Yayu casually took off the palm-sized insect-controlling bag hanging around her waist, and a stream of spiritual power hit the insect-controlling bag, which slightly opened a slit, and so many strange-looking poisonous insects that made people's scalps numb poured out of the insect-controlling bag like an overwhelming force!