Mortals: start with self-created body cultivation

It is difficult to master both winning and measuring.

It's not that he can't use magic weapons. He also has a lot of powerful magic weapons in his pocket, no matter what style he uses. But the more things he uses, the more doubts the Luoyun Sect's senior officials will have. It's better to just rely on "real skills". Divert your attention by portraying yourself as a genius in something.

In this case, don't be too exaggerated.

It was best if the monk surnamed Yan was willing to cooperate. Seeing that he did not choose to attack immediately, he continued to chant the incantation with the support of the other party.

"Ha, what is he going to do!"

"Granny, how can this guy be able to stack low-level fireballs into big fireballs!" The words came true. Xu Qingyang released hundreds of fireballs in his breath, all of which merged into the fireball on his chest. Techniques, let alone the Qi training stage, most of the monks in the foundation building stage couldn't understand it. Only a few golden elixir monks on the stage were impressed.

"Good boy, this fire control technique is the pinnacle of excellence!"

"And if you look carefully, the spells he uses are not advanced secret techniques. They are all common fire-control spells that are widely circulated. But the combination of application and proficiency can be called a basic example of fire-based spellcasting!"

"Tsk, tsk, you have to learn my sect's brilliant fire control technique..."

"interesting.."

"I'm optimistic about this kid. His talent and perseverance are so rare. Everyone, if there's no problem with this kid's origins, I won't be polite..."

The eyes of an old man in red robes shone, and the others were not surprised. This senior brother Huo Yunfeng had extremely amazing fire magic powers. Even the two masters had praised him more than once. Now they see this kind of fire magic. It is natural for a disciple with extraordinary talents to be tempted, and to be able to practice ordinary magic to such an extent, it goes without saying that he has perseverance. Anyone who has some conditions will not insist on ordinary magic spells like this. This will waste precious practice time.

From the side, the other party's background is definitely not high.

The leaders did not speak, and one of them opened and closed his lips slightly.

Soon someone came to Mu Peiling to question him, and the whole content involved the contact process with Xu Qingyang. Although the suspicion is not high now, and the most likely target has been locked, if this person wins, he will also enter the forbidden area and get close to the spiritual eye. Tree. Judging from the information obtained by the division this time, the Spiritual Eye Tree is the target of the secret opponent, who wants to cause trouble by opening the forbidden area this time.

Therefore, anyone who can get close to the tree of spiritual eyes must not be careless.

Back to the subject, Xu Qingyang made a fireball as big as a basketball in one breath. The high-temperature air waves generated by the raging flames made his long hair dance without wind, and his face turned red, which was quite powerful.

The monk surnamed Yan could no longer calm down at this time.

This was already at the level of a high-level magic fireball. The attack power was still among the five most common spells among the five elements. It was powerful enough to forcefully blast away his strongest defense. He immediately continued to show off and held up his strength without any regard. With a pinch, a small bronze bell flew out of the cuff. This bell was very strong in the wind, and in the blink of an eye it reached about one foot.

"Boy, why don't you admit defeat quickly!"

The monk surnamed Yan shouted, staring at the terrifyingly powerful fireball with extremely jealous eyes.

This guy was scheming and wanted to show his weakness to the enemy and make Xu Qingyang attack quickly. As long as he made a move, he would not give time to condense the second fireball.

Xu Qingyang did as he wished, and the fireball shot past with a "buzz" sound.

"Haha, the boy was fooled!"

The monk surnamed Yan was overjoyed. He pinched his hands, and the bronze bell flashed over the fireball and slammed it down. However, at this moment, Xu Qingyang separated his hands to the left and right, and the fireball suddenly turned into countless flames and scattered, and the bronze bell hit it. On the ground, I paused for a while and looked at those fireballs. They all escaped and twisted into fire snakes about a foot long in the air.

This incredible operation made monk Yan's face turn pale.

But after all, he was not just a showman. He had some brains. Although he was too big on the surface, he was also afraid of capsizing in the ditch. He had made preparations in advance. When the fire snake came over, a layer of defensive shield was quickly activated.

Xu Qingyang was not surprised, but he had to control the rhythm.

So he showed off another wave of amazing hype. He used his hands to perform several spells in succession. More than a hundred fire snakes were flexible and flexible under his control. They quickly wrapped the shield of monk surnamed Yan. However, monk surnamed Yan could not feel the pressure. It was unknown. So, now it was his turn to fight back. Without thinking too much, he drove the bronze bell to fly into the air and slammed it towards his opponent in a flash, thinking that he would be done with killing this kid quickly.

When the bronze bell flashed, Xu Qingyang had already moved out of the way.

Too many eyes were attracted to Bishi, and he exclaimed with sharp eyes: "Look, this is not a light body technique, this is Jianghu Qinggong!"

"Haha, this kid is so interesting. He is indeed from a low-level background, and yet he has mastered the light kung fu of the ordinary world to such an extent. The younger generation of the Yan family has limited cultivation, so I'm afraid there is really nothing that can be done to him." That's right, the magic weapon The power was strong enough, but with his dazzling movements, the monk surnamed Yan was completely unable to predict his position. His spiritual consciousness could lock his position, but there was a gap in casting the spell. Relying on this gap, Xu Qingyang used the time difference method to walk. The dog has missed several times in a row. The monk named Yan is anxious. Xu Qingyang's three-stage spell casting has been completed.

I saw those fire snakes swimming and elongating one by one, and finally they all bit together.

Once the spell was completed, it quickly turned into a criss-crossing chain of fire.

The monk surnamed Yan felt bad, but he had no chance. Under the contraction of the fire chain, the shield was squeezed and deformed. The total energy remained unchanged, but the spell situation completely changed. After being connected together, the power increased geometrically. Xu Qingyang will The application of low-level spells has been completely raised to a new level.

"stop!"

The host has determined that the monk surnamed Yan has no chance, and hurriedly stepped on stage to intervene.

As soon as the voice fell, the shield of the monk surnamed Yan shattered with a "puff", his eyes were full of fear, and then he let out a series of shrill screams. The high-temperature fire chain almost stuck to his face. At this critical moment, the fire chain suddenly dissipated, but it had left an indelible mark on his body.

The criss-crossing branding was bloody and looked like a roasted steak.

Xu Qingyang was not worried that he would cause trouble afterwards. Now that he has advanced to the final list of contestants and is eligible to compete for the Dingling Pill, the high-level Jindan monks will certainly do their best to send him all the way to the finals.

A little lesson, looks more youthful.

After dissolving the spell, Xu Qingyang looked breathless and exhausted. The host couldn't blame him. His cultivation was there. Facing a monk of a higher realm, it was not so easy. It was normal that he couldn't control himself. Besides, a little skin injury was nothing.

In this way, Xu Qingyang finished the internal selection and was immediately received by the head of Tianquan Peak.

The one who is close to the water gets the moon first. Although the head of the peak has not yet planned to compete for the Dingling Pill, several senior brothers in the late Jindan stage have come to hint that they want this boy to be their backup representative.

The so-called backup representative is not considered the main force, but still represents them to participate in the finals.

If they win, the Dingling Pill awarded to Xu Qingyang can be exchanged to them in the usual way.