Supreme Immortal Demon

The moon sets and the sun rises, and the next day arrives.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding...

The sound of bells echoes in the main mountain of Kongxu Mountain Realm.

The sun descends, flowing over the huge black dragon and phoenix stone, and the smooth stone wall reflects the sun, spreading all over the Yandao Arena.

In front of the arena is the magnificent Kongxu Main Hall. In front of the main hall, above the arena, is a copper and wood pavilion, which belongs to the viewing building of the elders of Kongxu Mountain Realm. And on all sides of the arena, there are dozens of viewing pavilions, and the elders of the eighth and ninth grade sects and the lords of the vassal states who came to watch the ceremony have all arrived.

When Luo Chuan and his three companions arrived, the Yandao Arena was already overcrowded. Looking around, they were all inner and outer disciples.

The arrival of Luo Chuan and Lu Ping caused quite a stir among the inner and outer disciples.

"Brother Lu!"

Three people came in from the side, but they were the three inner disciples, Yang Liehu, Fang Jie and Wang Cheng.

After not seeing each other for a few days, the injuries of the three people have healed.

"Although I lost the battle with Brother Lu that day, I benefited a lot from it after returning. Please accept my greetings from Yang Liehu." Yang Liehu looked solemn and bowed to the end.

More than a year after leaving Luochuan, Lu Ping has made a lot of progress in dealing with people. Don't hit a smiling person, Lu Ping nodded slightly, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Someone from my family has also been invited to watch the ceremony, just in the west viewing pavilion, Brother Lu might as well go with us, there is a good view." Yang Liehu laughed and said to Lu Ping, but his eyes kept glancing at Luo Chuan.

"No thanks." Lu Ping said lightly, with a trace of annoyance in his heart.

He vaguely realized that these three people were showing goodwill to him on the surface, but in fact they were trying to please Luo Chuan. But they were not sure of Luo Chuan's true strength, so they did so.

These people's vision is indeed short-sighted, and they only know how to intrigue and form cliques in the sect. With such a mentality, his future achievements can only stop at the sect.

Lu Ping thought to himself, and he could understand Luo Chuan's feelings more and more. Luo Chuan smiled slightly and said nothing.

Lu Ping's cold attitude made Yang Liehu very embarrassed. He didn't want to stay any longer, so he found an excuse and left with Fang Jie Wang Cheng.

At this time, there was a cheer from the crowd, and it was the main peak disciples who arrived one after another.

The arrivals were clearly divided into different levels. The first batch was ordinary main peak disciples. They accounted for the vast majority of the main peak disciples, and none of them had yet passed on the fire and established Huangting. Even so, they were also high and mighty in the eyes of the inner and outer disciples. Most of them knew that they were just going through the motions, so they were all very calm.

There was only one exception, that was Qiu Xiaoliu, a disciple from Baiyue Peak. On the day of registration, his appearance was memorable, and even Huo Jun could not completely suppress his limelight. He walked at the head of the ordinary main peak disciples, and as soon as he appeared, he attracted enough attention.

The second batch of arrivals were the main peak disciples who had passed on the fire and established Huangting, and most of them were ranked in the top 50. The arrival of Tang Yan'er, a female disciple of Cuizhu Peak, caused quite a stir among the male disciples. Unlike the previous batch of ordinary main peak disciples, the main peak disciples who occupied the top 50 of the ranking list were already qualified to sit in the waiting area in the northwest corner.

The arrival of the third group of people made the inner and outer disciples excited. Most of this group of people ranked in the top 20, and they were the best disciples of each main peak, such as Xiang Shaoyu of Cuizhu Peak. In theory, they all had the opportunity to compete for the first place. Of course, in addition to the first place being able to obtain a three-mile long spiritual vein, the top ten places each had a reward.

Their seats were at the front of the waiting area, with sixteen black stone round stools. In front of these sixteen black stone round stools, there were four tall stone chairs.

"Yin Chen, this is the first time you sit so close to the front. What are your plans?" Xiang Shaoyu asked.

"Try to keep a top 20 ranking for Cuizhu Peak." Yin Chen replied in a low voice.

Xiang Shaoyu nodded. For a long time, no one from Cuizhu Peak except him had entered the top 20. If Yin Chen can keep his top 20 ranking, the peak master should be satisfied.

"I wonder what plans my senior brother has?" Yin Chen asked.

"My plan..."

Xiang Shaoyu was stunned, a hint of bitterness appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were looking for something in the crowd.

Finally, among a bunch of inner and outer disciples who were watching the excitement, he saw Luo Chuan who was listening to the discussions of the disciples around him with interest.

Xiang Shaoyu's heartbeat suddenly accelerated!

In the entire Kongxu Mountain Realm, perhaps only he knew how terrifying the boy hidden in the crowd was!

Xiang Shaoyu smiled bitterly and shook his head secretly. Perhaps it was just like what he said two days ago, this autumn competition that the main peak disciples looked forward to most every year was like a child's play in his eyes.

What kind of shock would he bring to the Kongxu Mountain Realm this time?

"Try to keep the new ranking." After a long time, Xiang Shaoyu said with a dull look.

Yin Chen was stunned, and looked at Xiang Shaoyu strangely. He was very surprised that his senior brother was still high-spirited two days ago, but why did he become so depressed today?

Not long after, the fourth group of people arrived. This group only had four people. Luo Fei was dressed in white and wore a green donkey, which was outstanding. Yan Daoming carried a flaming spear on his shoulder, which was unparalleled. Lü Boya had no expression on his face and was calm and indifferent. Huo Jun was not as sharp as the other three, but he was the most majestic.

As they sat down on four stone chairs, the Daoyan fighting field was completely ignited.

The inner and outer disciples who were watching were arguing, and the guests on the four viewing platforms were pointing and talking. The inside and outside of the Dayan fighting field were bustling, but the elders on the attic were very calm, and their expressions were slightly strange.

"Dangmo, so this competition is just to pave the way for them?" Elder Duan frowned.

"Otherwise, how could there be that layer of mist on the black dragon and phoenix carved stone, obscuring the names of those three people." Demon Master Tai said calmly: "In the past two years, young geniuses from all walks of life have been emerging in Tiannan Territory. The ancestors have some ideas.”

"So, Ancestor and the others are ready to surprise the Tiannan cultivation world. No wonder so many monks were invited to watch the ceremony this time." Elder Duan glanced at Master Dangmo, whose face was as dark as water: "Dangmo, Are you happy or sorry?"

Master Dang was silent for a long time, and then sighed with a rare sigh: "I feel both regretful and happy. Luo Fei, Huo Jun, Yan Daoming, Lu Boya, and that Qiu Xiaoliu are all rare geniuses. It's a pity. This autumn competition is destined not to be too long like the previous ones, and may end in no more than three days. Luo Fei and the four of them are also destined to become stepping stones."

"For the sake of the future of the empty mountain world, I have to wrong them." Elder Duan also sighed, but his eyes gradually glowed: "Since it is reality, we have to accept it. I don't know how those three people will appear."

While speaking, an elder of the Sutra Pavilion stepped out of thin air, with the breeze whistling in his sleeves, and appeared above the Yandao Arena.

"That's Elder Zhu, the second seat of the Sutra Pavilion, fourth level infant transformer." Wang Xiazi said to Luo Chuan in a low voice.

Luo Chuan nodded. He was not qualified to sit in the waiting area, so he simply mingled with Wang Xiazi and Lu Ping in the crowd.

"Infinite Saints! All Taoist friends are welcome to come and watch the ceremony."

"This autumn competition is divided into eight groups, with thirty-seven people in each group, for a round-robin competition. Each group has a seed disciple, who is equivalent to the champion of this group. As long as they win more than ten games, they are eligible to challenge If the challenge is successful, the challenger will be eliminated. At the same time, the person who is seriously injured will be eliminated.

"In each group, the champion who defends to the end will be directly promoted to the top ten. In each group, except for the champion, the one with the most wins will enter the play-offs to compete for the remaining two top ten spots."

"The criteria for judging victory or defeat are very simple. One, surrender voluntarily, two, be knocked off the ring, three... be saved by the elders."

The crowd burst into laughter.

Elder Zhu rolled up the sleeves of his robe, and the majestic Qi swept across the entire place, and the surrounding inner and outer sect disciples fell silent.

"Next, the Yandao Arena will be divided into eight parts, surrounded by magic circle restrictions. Its power can withstand a full blow from the Guixu Realm. So feel free to relax and don't worry about anything else."

Old Zhu's hand flashed, and a white bone sarcophagus appeared in his palm.

The sarcophagus is three feet long, with white bones and cold air, which makes people feel panic-stricken.

"The first place in this competition will receive a three-mile-long spiritual vein. This spiritual vein is transformed from the remains of an ancient demon phoenix. It is more than 8,000 years ago. The sect master grabbed it with his own hands back then and has been reluctant to use it."

As he spoke, Elder Zhu made a handprint, and the air sank inward, revealing a palm-sized hole, which could just accommodate the sarcophagus.

"The spiritual veins are placed here, and the winner will get them."

"The competition begins!"

After saying that, Elder Zhu's figure gradually became fainter and disappeared.

clang!

The bell rang, and the main peak disciples in the waiting area all opened their eyes with lightning.

Their eyes were calm and determined, their expressions were dignified and solemn, and streams of energy rose from above their heads, breaking through the sky. Nearly three hundred fighting spirits gathered together, dragons roared and tigers roared, winds and clouds surged, covering the sun and moon, making the sky darken.

Among them, the four who have the most fighting spirit are Luo Fei, Huo Jun, Yan Daoming and Lu Boya.

Everyone was staring straight at the sarcophagus hanging high in the sky, breathing rapidly.

The way of spiritual practice is not about fighting and killing, nor is it just relying on the talent of understanding. Since ancient times, only those who have the wealth and land of a Dharma couple have the opportunity to achieve enlightenment. Among them, wealth, that is, resources, is the easiest to obtain and the hardest to obtain.

The moment the sarcophagus was opened by Elder Zhu, Luo Chuan clearly felt that the essence of heaven and earth flowing out was richer than he expected, and it actually exceeded the total amount he had devoured in the past nearly a year!

With it, the certainty of opening Tianmen will be increased to 80%, or even 90%!

By then, the Huangting Secret Realm can be established.

Luo Chuan's eyes were like fire.