Supreme Immortal Demon

Ink-colored brilliance overflowed from the black carved dragon and phoenix stones, and instantly filled the Yandao Arena.

Daoyan Arena is divided into eight parts, each part is shrouded in ink light, and the air waves are tumbling. From a distance, it looks like an eight-frame ink painting.

Luo Chuan looked thoughtfully at the black carved stone with dragon and phoenix.

Just the magic circle formed by the condensed brilliance in the black stone can withstand a full blow from the Master of the Return to the Void Realm. This dragon and phoenix black carved stone tablet is at least a first- and second-grade magic weapon, close to the level of a magic weapon.

Eight more elders flew down from the attic, walked into the eight arenas, and sat down cross-legged to act as a town hall.

"Whoever's name is called, enter the ring."

"In the first round of the first group, Bai Yuefeng Liu Xiangshi faced off against Xiaogufeng Chao Tian."

"In the first round of the second group, Ziji Peak Wu Yun faced off against Black Dragon Peak Li Ba."

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"In the first round of the seventh group, Chixia Peak will face Yin Chen from Cuizhu Peak."

Luo Chuan raised his head and looked at the seventh arena in the Yandao Arena. Luo Chuan was also placed in the seventh group, and Yin Chen and Luo Chuan had a close relationship. On the eve of the Monument Sea in Wuhua City that year, Luo Chuan had a fierce battle with Yin Chen. At that time, Luo Chuan was just entering the foundation building, but he had an indistinguishable fight with Yin Chen, who was at the fourth level of the foundation building, which shocked the disciples. .

On the battlefield, Yin Chen stood upright. Compared with more than a year ago, his temperament was obviously more calm, his eyes were sharp, and he showed his perseverance in Taoism.

The Chixia Peak disciple opposite him also had a cold expression, but there was a hint of fear deep in his eyes.

"Yin Chen, Gangli Huangting, one of the top three true disciples of Cuizhu Peak, the latest ranked 19th, specializing in the techniques "Ghost Shadow Steps" and "Tianhe Xuanzhong Technique". Mo Ruzhi, a true disciple of Chixia Peak, The latest ranking is thirty-five, and he specializes in the method "Fire Soldiers Ten Thousand Miles", Wang Xiazi said at the side.

Luo Chuan glanced at Wang Xiazi: "Then, according to you, who will win when they fight?"

Wang Xiazi thought for a while and said: "Chixia Peak's natal skill is the "Heaven and Earth Thunder and Fire Technique", and the true energy produced by it is extremely domineering and suitable for fighting. Cuizhu Peak's natal skill is the "Three Thousand Mianshui Technique", which is cultivated The true energy is long and not suitable for fighting. It stands to reason that in the same realm and with the same level of skills, the Chixia Peak disciple has a higher chance of winning, but there is not much difference in their skills. I think Mo Ru has an eight-point chance of winning.”

Lu Ping looked at Wang Xiazi in surprise. He didn't expect Wang Xiazi, who was usually carefree, to say such a thing.

"Wang Maoren, you know a lot," Lu Ping said.

Wang Maoren couldn't stand the compliments, so he blushed, waved his hands and said: "Hey, let alone Chixia Peak and Cuizhu Peak, the seven main peaks of the Kongku Mountain Realm, the strong men of the past generations, the status of all disciples, the methods of cultivation... but... I know everything Boss Lu can ask."

Lu Ping said nothing and just thought Wang Xiazi was bragging.

While the three of them were chatting, Yin Chen and Mo Rushi had been fighting for about ten years.

Yin Chen is ranked 19th on the leaderboard, the highest ranked in this round. Mo Ru's ranking was not low, and the battle between the two attracted most of the attention.

Mo Rushi's Fire Soldier Wanli is a fire method, and every breath he takes is filled with burning aura. His hands burned like fire, transforming into various weapons, and his attacks were fierce, like a prairie fire, spreading thousands of miles.

Yin Chen still used his ghostly movement technique, but unlike when he fought against Luo Chuan more than a year ago, he no longer needed the help of moonlight. In broad daylight, his figure is like a ghost and a ghost, as thin as a paper cut, giving people a feeling of both reality and illusion.

In the crowd, Luo Chuan watched quietly.

Yin Chen's whole body was flowing with light blue energy waves, and Mo Ru's energy waves were as red as fire, which was related to the natal skills they practiced. In terms of cultivation, there is not much difference in the skills between the two. They only compare their skills and combat skills.

"The Yin Mao people are so strong. Could it be that I made a mistake." Wang Xiazi shrank his neck and murmured in a low voice.

"You are knowledgeable, have a good memory, and are good at analysis, but unfortunately your eyesight is far behind." Luo Chuan withdrew his gaze and said.

Lu Ping glanced at Luo Chuan and then at Wang Xiazi, thoughtfully.

As soon as Luo Chuan finished speaking, the situation in the seventh arena suddenly changed.

Mo Ru, who was originally fighting with Yin Chen inextricably, stagnated and suddenly became sluggish.

"Tianhe Xuanzhong Technique?" Mo Ru raised his eyebrows and blew out two long bursts of breath from his nostrils, burning the air: "Senior Brother Yin, your Tianhe Xuanzhong Technique is famous in the seven peaks, how could I not be on guard against it."

"Break it!" Mo Ru shouted in a low voice, and the fire was flowing all over his body, turning into a layer of airtight armor, and he easily broke free from the restraints on the soles of his feet.

"It's too late." Yin Chen suddenly smiled, and he suddenly stood up, holding the binding seal in his hand, with waves in his eyes.

The air in the Seventh Arena suddenly oscillated, like a rolling tide, and Mo Ru was submerged in an instant. Mo Ru was caught off guard. Although he was wearing fire armor, he was surrounded by tight air. The layers of air were like the water of the Milky Way, pressing in mightily and controlling Mo Ru in the center of the arena, unable to move.

"Yin Chen has reached the fourth level of the nine-level "Tianhe Xuanzhong Technique" - as heavy as the Tianhe, which is amazing." Wang Xiazi exclaimed.

A flash of light flashed in the eyes of the elder who was holding the battle, and he nodded slightly.

"Brother Yin is so smart, I am defeated." The main disciple of Chixia Peak was generous and immediately admitted defeat.

"Brother Mo, you're welcome. Let's discuss it when we have time." Yin Chen dispersed his handprints and let go of Mo Rusu.

"In the first round, Yin Chen won once and lost once." The elder guarding the Seventh Arena announced and recorded it.

The moment he walked off the fighting arena, Yin Chen slowed down, turned his head, and started searching among the crowd.

Soon, Yin Chen saw the young man with indifferent features, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

...Yin Chen, last night was the only time in your life that you were able to fight to a draw with him. It may also be the proudest moment in your life, so remember last night...

The words Lu Boya said in Wuhua City echoed in his ears, and Yin Chen couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Only those who have truly seen Luo Chuan at his peak will know how terrifying this seemingly ordinary boy is. After returning to the empty mountain realm, Lu Boya, Tang Yanran, Huo Jun, and Yin Chen all practiced like crazy.

We are all making progress, but you...you live in seclusion on the top of the mountain, and everyone has forgotten you. But I don't believe that a monster like you can stand still.

Withdrawing his gaze, Yin Chen floated down.

Not long after, the remaining seven battle arenas also had winners and losers. Among the eight victories, Ziji Peak, Black Dragon Peak and Golden Peak each had two victories, Cuizhu Peak had one victory, and Little Solitary Peak had one victory.

On the dragon and phoenix black carved stone, another ranking appeared: Ziji, Black Dragon, and Jinding were tied for first place, Cuizhu and Xiaogufeng were temporarily ranked second, and Chixia Peak and Baiyue Peak were ranked third.

"It turns out that the Autumn Competition is not only a competition between disciples, but also an open and covert struggle between the main peaks." Luo Chuan said.

"Yes, every competition or trial is a ranking competition among the seven peaks. After the competition, the peak ranked first will be rewarded. If my calculation is correct, the banquet on the twelfth floor will begin soon. According to the As usual, Yifeng, who ranks first in this competition, will send his disciples to the Great Xia Dynasty to participate in the Twelfth Floor Banquet."

"The banquet on the twelfth floor?" Luo Chuan interrupted.

"Yes, the Great Xia Dynasty opens the capital, and the Twelfth Floor Banquet is held every three years. It is very famous. Don't you know, senior brother?" Wang Xiazi showed an exaggerated expression.

The white jade capital in the sky has five cities on the twelfth floor.

Luo Chuan also searched in Bai Yujing, but could not find the twelfth floor. He always thought that the twelfth floor in the poem was just added casually by Li Xuangan, the scoundrel imperial master, just to make it sound better. Only today did Luo Chuan find out that there really was a twelfth floor in Tiannan Territory.

During the Great Xia Dynasty, Tianqi Capital, there was a banquet on the twelfth floor. Luo Chuan thought silently in his heart.

After the first round, the atmosphere in the arena gradually became lively, and there was no suspense in the following rounds. The person with the highest ranking usually won. Ziji Peak, Black Dragon Peak and Golden Peak were far ahead of the other peaks. Red Peak Xiafeng and Cuizhufeng followed closely behind.

"The seven main peaks in the Kongku Mountain Realm, in terms of combat power, Ziji, Black Dragon and Jinding are always in the top three, but the other peaks also have their own strengths."

The crowd was noisy and Wang Xiazi was infected and began to show off.

"For example, the master of Baiyue Peak is good at hunting spirits. Many spiritual veins and innate mining areas in the empty mountain world were discovered by Baiyue Peak's disciples."

"Chixia Peak's main attack formations, 70% of the formations on the main mountain, are all made by the previous peak masters of Chixia Peak."

"Xiao Gufeng is responsible for raising exotic birds and animals. I heard that at its peak, Xiao Gufeng had more than 500 seventh-grade cranes."

"Cuizhu Peak has many masters of the alchemy profession, such as the current peak master, Taoist Xianya. Her level of alchemy is ranked among the top fifteen in the entire Tiannan."

"Of course, the four peaks of Baiyue, Chixia, Cuizhu, and Xiaogu will occasionally give birth to a few disciples with talents in fighting skills, but the probability is extremely low."

At first Lu Ping just listened casually, but when every main peak disciple came on stage, Wang Xiazi could report their ranking, record, techniques used, and even their backgrounds. After five rounds, Lu Ping was filled with surprise.

"Wang Maoren, how do you know this?" Lu Ping asked nonchalantly.

"One time, the foreign affairs elder took out the sect's archives. The archives were all about the life experiences of the disciples in the Kongshan Mountain Realm. I took a look at them and wrote them down. Also, I often ran up and down to deliver announcements to each peak, and I got a lot of information while chatting. I got a lot of news." Wang Xiazi chuckled and didn't seem to think it was a big deal.

Never forget! Just listen to it!

Lu Ping was secretly surprised. He himself practiced the body refining technique taught by Luo Chuan, the top Immortal Cultivation Technique. In the past two years, Lu Ping's mind has become clearer and he can read more than ten lines at a time when reading scriptures. However, there is still a long way to go before he can have a photographic memory.

He is born with a photographic memory and can hear things as soon as he hears them. This kind of special talent is definitely a rare talent!

"You are not useless." Lu Ping calmed down his surprise and said calmly.

"Boss Lu is entertaining me again." Wang Xiazi touched his head, "A hairy person like me is born to run errands."

When speaking, Wang Xiazi habitually shrank his neck.

Lu Ping couldn't help but laugh, and then was startled.

This king-haired man! He is carrying a treasure without knowing it! No wonder the young master looks at him differently.