Mortal Seeking Immortal

The head of the sect glanced at the first and second elders with a slightly proud look. The champion of this foundation-building pill competition will be chosen from the disciples under the three of them.

The first and second elders both looked solemn.

At first, no one took Ye Zhou, who was at the ninth level of Qi training, seriously. Now Ye Zhou can fight against four geniuses at the twelfth level of Qi training in the sect by himself. Not only did he not lose, but he also easily eliminated two of them.

The first and second elders looked at each other, and their faces were a little ugly. It seems that this bet is probably going to go down the drain!

The four people couldn't beat Ye Zhou with all their strength, and the remaining two people had even less chance!

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On the ring, Ye Zhou's Sanyang Purple Gold Bell was pressing on He Yan's head, and the two were in a stalemate.

Ye Zhou threw out a talisman, which turned into fireballs, wind blades, ice cones and other spells in the air, whistling and smashing into He Yan's face.

He Yan's face was as pale as paper. After resisting the Sanyang Purple Gold Bell for so long, there was little spiritual power left in his body. He quickly swallowed a spirit gathering pill and roared wildly. The dragon scale silver spear released a green dragon phantom again to push the Sanyang Purple Gold Bell away. Then, He Yan waved his spear and retreated while resisting Ye Zhou's talisman attack.

Ye Zhou took the opportunity to raise the water tank-sized Sanlong Spit Pearl Furnace in his hand and smashed it towards He Yan. With a "bang", it hit He Yan's right shoulder.

He Yan's left shoulder was smashed and his skin was torn apart. He retreated repeatedly. At this time, several crimson fireballs exploded. Although He Yan dodged in time and was extremely fast, he was still engulfed by the flames, and his hair and eyebrows were burned black.

Without waiting for him to recover, Ye Zhou jumped up and pressed down on him with one hand holding the Sanyang Purple Gold Bell. He Yan hurriedly raised his gun to resist.

With a clang, the falling Sanyang Purple Gold Bell was stopped by He Yan's Dragon Scale Silver Spear.

Ye Zhou snorted coldly: "Sanyang True Fire Formation!"

The Sanyang Purple Gold Bell made a 'buzzing' sound, and a flame spurted out of the bell, as if refining the Dragon Scale Silver Spear.

He Yan struggled to send out a spiritual power: "Spear Intention Transformation!"

Just as a green dragon phantom was about to emerge from the Dragon Scale Silver Spear, a black shadow flashed by He Yan's side, and Xiaoshan held up a huge Three Dragons Spit Pearl Furnace and smashed it down on the back of He Yan's head: "Fuck you!"

With a muffled 'dong' sound, He Yan's back of the head hurt so much that he felt dizzy, and the Dragon Scale Silver Spear in his hand flew out of his hand, and the green dragon phantom that was about to fly out also dissipated.

Ye Zhou kicked out again, and He Yan flew directly out of the ring.

"Clang!"

With a crisp sound, the dragon-scale silver spear fell beside He Yan. He Yan turned over and climbed up, holding the dragon-scale silver spear tightly, and looked at Ye Zhou with a sharp look.

"Three years later, I will take the dragon-scale silver spear back to the title of the first disciple!"

After saying that, He Yan lowered his head and left the edge of the ring.

The disciples saw that He Yan was also eliminated by Ye Zhou, and they couldn't help but talk about it.

"He Yan was defeated by Ye Zhou, and the title of the first inner disciple will belong to Ye Zhou in the future."

"Now there are only Zhong Yang and Ye Zhou left, I'm afraid Senior Brother Zhong Yang has little hope!"

On the ring, the battle continued.

Zhong Yang swallowed a blood-red pill with a gulp, looked at Ye Zhou coldly and said: "Ye Zhou, I didn't expect you to force me to this point!"

After Zhong Yang finished speaking, half of his black hair turned white, and his face had more wrinkles.

Ye Zhou frowned slightly.

"I swallowed the Crazy Pill that consumed twenty years of my life for the sake of the leader. Is it worth it?"

Zhong Yang's breath became extremely violent.

"As long as I can defeat you today, it will be worth it!"

After saying that, Zhong Yang's figure flashed and disappeared from the spot. His speed was a few points faster than before. The sharp sword light flashed and Ye Zhou quickly put the Sanyang Purple Gold Bell in front of him: "Sanyang Vajra Guardian Formation!"

"Ding!"

A Vajra phantom was released from the Sanyang Purple Gold Bell. The next moment, the long sword in Zhong Yang's hand chopped the Sanyang Purple Gold Bell, shocking Ye Zhou's figure to retreat several steps before barely stopping.

Zhong Yang's figure disappeared again, and the next moment he appeared behind Ye Zhou. Ye Zhou hurriedly used the Sanyang Purple Gold Bell to resist.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

Zhong Yang, who swallowed the Crazy Pill, attacked several times in a row, forcing Ye Zhou to retreat and defend continuously, and he didn't even have a chance to fight back.

Using the Three Yang Vajra Guardian Formation to defend, Ye Zhou's spiritual power was consumed in large quantities. He swallowed a whole bottle of pills again, but the speed at which the pills turned into spiritual power was too slow. Ye Zhou quickly operated the "Nameless Residual Technique" and the "Demon God Body Forging Technique".

Under the operation of the two techniques, with a "boom", a powerful spiritual power exploded in Ye Zhou's body. With the pills that had not been digested before being activated together, this huge spiritual power almost burst the meridians in Ye Zhou's body.

The pain of the meridians about to burst made Ye Zhou, who had always been very patient, want to scream out.

Ye Zhou summoned the Zhentian Seal with one hand, and the majestic spiritual power was madly injected into the Zhentian Seal. For a time, the Zhentian Seal shone brightly, becoming more and more dazzling like the sun.

Seeing that the Zhentian Seal in Ye Zhou's hand was powerful, Zhong Yang disappeared from the ring again.

Ye Zhou said calmly: "Do you think that I can't lock you because you are faster? That's not true! Die!"

Instantly, the Heaven-shaking Seal became as big as a house and flew out with a bang!

With a "bang", a figure flew out of the ring like an arrow and slammed heavily on a small ring dozens of meters away.

The figure that flew out was Zhong Yang!

At this time, Zhong Yang's body was covered in blood and flesh, and his hands were still tightly holding his flying sword.

Suddenly, the audience fell into silence, and all the audience were stunned.

Zhong Yang, who was extremely fast, was still easily locked by Ye Zhou and hit with one blow!

After waiting for a long time, Zhong Yang climbed up trembling with blood all over his body. He gritted his teeth and said to Ye Zhou: "You are terrible, I lost!"

Suddenly, the arena exploded.

"Ye, Ye Zhou won?"

"Ye Zhou is the champion?"

"It's incredible, Ye Zhou, who has the ninth level of Qi training, actually won the championship! This is probably something that has never happened in the history of our Blood Spirit Sect!"

"Ye Zhou is too strong and too rich!"

Ye Zhou on the arena waved his sleeves to take back all the magic weapons, and the shining Zhentian Seal also fell back into Ye Zhou's hands. When the light on the Zhentian Seal dissipated, Ye Zhou was shocked to find that there were several tiny cracks on the Zhentian Seal, and he was immediately heartbroken.

"It seems that the Heaven Shock Seal was not fully repaired at the beginning, so it was damaged when it was used with full strength. At this rate, I'm afraid that the Heaven Shock Seal will be completely scrapped after a few uses. It is better not to use the Heaven Shock Seal unless it is absolutely necessary in the future."