Mortal Seeking Immortal

Ye Zhou thought to himself: "Could this person be a disciple of a certain elder? But since Gu Ling'er is so well-informed about the news in the sect, it is impossible that she does not know the disciple of the elder. Who is Li Qi?"

The head of the sect and others on the high platform also saw the two Qi training instruments on Li Qi. The head of the sect glanced at the four elders under his seat with a scrutinizing eye, but did not find any clues from them. In fact, he was also wondering whether this Li Qi was a disciple secretly accepted by the four elders in order to make a splash in this foundation-building pill competition.

After Li Qi dodged Liu Mu's attack, he quickly launched a series of attacks on Liu Mu's body, all of which were blocked by the "Demon God Body Forging Art" practiced by Liu Mu. This made Li Qi feel helpless, but Li Qi did not give up and continued to look for opportunities to attack Liu Mu.

Liu Mu also saw Li Qi's intention to find his flaws. He was very panicked at the moment. He had not yet practiced the first level of "Demon God Body Forging Art" to perfection, and there were indeed several places on his body that he had not practiced.

Judging from Li Qi's current fast attack speed, it would not take a moment for Li Qi to find his flaws.

"We must turn defense into offense!"

At the moment when Li Qi retreated, Liu Mu slapped the storage bag on his waist, and a purple-gold bowl emitting a faint foundation-building period aura flew out of the storage bag and landed in Liu Mu's hand.

A disciple in the audience exclaimed: "This is only the first promotion match, and Liu Mu actually took out the initial foundation-building magic weapon!"

Someone saw the true grade of the purple-gold bowl in Liu Mu's hand: "No, this magic weapon has been repaired, and its power is far less than that of the initial foundation-building magic weapon, and it is only slightly stronger than the best magic weapon for practicing Qi."

The moment Liu Mu got the purple-gold bowl, the spiritual power in his body rushed into the bowl frantically. He originally planned to save the purple-gold bowl for later use when he faced other direct disciples. He never thought that Li Qi was so powerful. If he didn't use this bowl, he would not be able to win this game.

As Liu Mu's spiritual power was injected into his body, a light purple golden light was also emitted from the purple-gold bowl. The aura of the purple-gold bowl became stronger and stronger, which made some of the errand disciples who only practiced Qi at the second and third levels of their cultivation feel chest tightness and shortness of breath, and sweat on their foreheads.

When Liu Mu urged the purple-gold bowl, a cold light appeared in Li Qi's eyes. Liu Mu suddenly felt three strong winds coming from behind him, and he secretly said in his heart that it was not good!

It turned out that these three strong winds were the three spiritual darts thrown by Li Qi at the beginning. After being knocked away by Liu Mu's flying sword, the spiritual darts retracted their spiritual light and fell to the ground, ready to ambush Liu Mu at any time.

These three spiritual darts were aimed at three parts of Liu Mu's body, one of which was the left side of his back, which Liu Mu had not yet cultivated.

Because most of the spiritual power was injected into the purple gold bowl, Liu Mu could not separate the spiritual power to control other magic weapons in a short time, and could only barely turn sideways and use other parts of his body to resist.

"The flaw is here!"

When Liu Mu turned around, Li Qi, who was not far away, had a bright light in his eyes and quickly attacked Liu Mu, and the place where he attacked was exactly where Liu Mu had just dodged.

At this time, it was too late for Liu Mu to avoid it again. He only heard a dull sound of a sharp weapon entering the flesh from Liu Mu's body. Liu Mu's back was pierced by Li Qi's hand, and even his bones were crushed!

Li Qi's hand was about to tear open the wound, causing Liu Mu to suffer a bigger wound. Liu Mu's face turned pale with pain, and he hurriedly shouted: "I give up!"

Liu Mu stopped injecting the spiritual power in his body into the purple gold bowl, and the light on the purple gold bowl dissipated. The deacon disciple beside the ring hurriedly announced: "Senior Brother Li Qi won! Stop it quickly, this is the master's direct disciple!"

After hearing this, Li Qi pulled his hand out of Liu Mu's back without hesitation, put away the spiritual dart, and walked down the ring without looking back.

Liu Mu on the ring had a dim look in his eyes. He looked at the master on the high platform nervously, only to see that the master was full of disappointment, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Liu Mu saw that his master was unhappy, and his heart sank, his face became even paler, and Liu Mu walked down the ring with a heavy heart.

All the disciples under the stage were stunned. They couldn't believe that Liu Mu, the third disciple of the headmaster, actually lost, and lost to an unknown inner disciple.

Gu Ling'er was also full of disbelief, but the next moment, she showed a trace of joy in her eyes, and secretly sent a message to Ye Zhou: "Great, little brother, now another competitor has been eliminated, it seems that this time we have a great chance of getting the foundation-building pill!"

Ye Zhou smiled bitterly, not wanting to pour cold water on Gu Ling'er. Even the powerful disciples of the eldest and third brothers were eliminated, and it would be even more difficult for the two of them to snatch the foundation-building pill from the remaining strong men.

On the high platform, the four elders showed a gloating expression at the same time. They looked at each other, then restrained their expressions and glanced at the headmaster on the high seat. He saw that his right hand was tightly clasped on the armrest of the seat, and his face was extremely gloomy.

They were of course happy to hear about this.

Liu Mu's failure undoubtedly kicked the headmaster out of their gambling game. The first place in the next foundation-building pill competition will only be born from the direct disciples of the four elders.

The elder pretended to be regretful and said: "I don't know where this Li Qi came from? He is just an ordinary inner disciple, but he can even defeat the direct disciple of the headmaster who was 'carefully cultivated'. It's really not easy!"

The elder deliberately emphasized the word 'carefully cultivated' in order to mock the headmaster's Liu Mu who spent a lot of resources in the sect, but in the end he was not as good as an ordinary inner disciple. The elder's words were undoubtedly a slap in the face of the headmaster.

The leader's face became increasingly ugly.

The second elder seemed to have not seen the face of the master, and nodded in agreement and continued: "Yes, this Li Qi is not only strong, but also courageous. He is a good young man who can cultivate immortality. I wonder if he has become a disciple. If he has not become a disciple, , after the game is over, I will take the seat of any one of us, and if I work hard on it, I will become a great person in the future!"

Neither the third elder nor the fourth elder spoke after hearing this, but the third elder nodded to express his agreement with the second elder's words, while the fourth elder lowered his eyelids and remained silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

The leader glanced at the four elders sitting down and snorted coldly: "We still don't know who will win. The game has just begun. I still have two disciples who haven't played yet. Who can be sure that they will lose?"

Hearing this, a smile appeared on the face of the great elder: "Master, please calm down. I am just sighing casually. Who in the Blood Spirit Religion knows that all of the disciples of the master have profound cultivation, even those who are... Although the 'newly recruited' disciple Ye Zhou is not high in cultivation, he is also the leader among the inner disciples in terms of strength and will surely enter the finals and compete for the top spot."

After hearing this, the leader's face turned as dark as a pot. The elder really refused to open any pot.

Who here doesn't know that Ye Zhou's strength is only at the ninth level of qi training. Even if he adds the ghost servant, he can barely beat the ordinary high-level inner disciples, but if he wants to enter the finals in the hands of the direct disciples of the four elders, It is simply impossible. Counting on Ye Zhou is worse than counting on Gu Ling'er.

The leader placed all his hopes on Gu Ling'er.