The Transmigrator’s Cultivation

Then a hundred people flew out of the sky and returned to their peak, leaving a bloody place.

But at the next moment, many beams of light descended from the void, shrouding the valley, and after a flash, the valley became extremely clean again, as if nothing had happened just now.

Immediately afterwards, ten thousand cultivators entered the valley together and started fighting.

Not long after the battle, there were still a hundred people left.

Again and again, each melee will take an indefinite time. If you fight fast, you will be able to decide the number of a hundred people if you have a cup of tea; if you fight slowly, after half an hour, you will not know.

A whole day has passed, and there have been more than a hundred battles, and countless of them have fallen. Because there are thousands of people participating in the ranking battle, Xu Ziqing has never seen one or two acquaintances in his eyes.

In this way, day after day, the winners will naturally adjust their breath and cultivate in their own peaks and continue to watch the battle, while the losers will die, but the wounded and those who quit will not leave. Prepare for the ranking battle in a hundred years and gain experience.

But despite this, the atmosphere between the immortals and demons has become both hot and stalemate.

On the 152nd day, when the competition for ten thousand people had just started, a thought appeared in Xu Ziqing's mind.

"Xu Ziqing, Lord of Ten Thousand Trees, prepare for battle."

He was stunned, knowing that in the next game, it was his battle situation!

So he couldn't help but turned his head to look at his senior brother, but he didn't expect it to be facing his senior brother at this moment.

The two spoke at the same time.

Xu Ziqing smiled slightly and said, "Senior brother, I will end."

Yun Lie's expression was cold: "Me too."

Soon after a hundred people decided, Xu Ziqing and Yun Lie were already standing in the valley below.

When watching the battle, I don't think that once you are in it, you will know the difficulties.

In the land of thousands of miles, there are more than 10,000 cultivators of Nascent Soul standing scattered. Every cultivator is surrounded by a very powerful aura. Their realms are different, and their real strengths are also different, but none of them have a false name, and none of them are vulnerable.

But even so, there are still many people who are quickly beaten out of the battlefield or even die - this is because they are often not attacked by one or two people, or even dozens of people!

Xu Ziqing and Yun Lie had their backs against each other, facing each other.

In such a melee, there is a person who can be trusted wholeheartedly and who has a tacit understanding with him to protect him and fight against foreign enemies together. Who else is more fortunate than them?

In the blink of an eye, Xu Ziqing's entire body rustled out of the wooden cloud wall, and then it shrank very quickly, turning into a cloud layer like a robe, wrapping him all around him, as if he was wearing a battle armor, which was elegant and elegant. , and has the power of great protection.

At the same moment, Yun Lie was holding the black gold long sword, and he even released a wisp of sword soul lingering around him. At this time, no matter where the attack came from, it would be shattered by the sword soul at the moment of closeness!

Chapter 512 Expelling the enemy and slaughtering demons

Soon, many monks moved.

Xu Ziqing's eyes flashed, and he saw more than ten magic weapons smashed together.

There are jade rulers that emit thousands of auspicious energy, gourds spit huáng sand, several swords, spears, swords and halberds, and eighteen weapons, each of which is wrapped with the power of true essence of different attributes, and it is almost like several mountains. , to dismember him into countless pieces!

But although these attacks were harsh, they could not help Xu Ziqing.

The azure light on the armor transformed by the wooden cloud wall on his body flickered, and all the attacks from those magic weapons were resolved by a layer of floating light. When it was transmitted to Xu Ziqing's magic body, there was only a star and a half left, and he couldn't give it to him. any threat.

And Xu Ziqing didn't just stand and beat people.

In an instant, his fists came out in turn, hitting thousands of fist shadows. Each of these fist shadows seemed real, but their speed seemed to be illusory.

It's so fake and real that people can't see the trace, but after the magic weapon hits can't work, there is a "ping ping pong pong" innumerable sound of golden iron jiāo, unexpectedly in a series of crisp sounds After that, it was bounced off-

The dozen or so cultivators who besieged Xu Ziqing were quite incredulous. They were cultivators standing near Xu Ziqing. Seeing his calm aura, they thought it was easy to knead him, so they all agreed and wanted to beat him first. Unexpectedly, he was not only a soft persimmon, but a tough one, and he didn't react for a while.

But Xu Ziqing's response was not slow, and he seized the moment when they were sluggish, and a Tai Chi yīn yang fish suddenly floated above his head!

Dozens of vines came out from the Yang Yu, each with barbs above it. It was the spirit-devouring vine that was used to deal with the Muluomen.

These spirit-devouring vines took advantage of the air to entangle the bodies of the more than ten cultivators. Because Xu Ziqing's realm was superior to them, they directly broke the external protection of those people and bound them firmly!

In an instant, the real essence of the more than ten cultivators was drained rapidly. Fortunately, Xu Ziqing did not intend to smack them or kill them. With a single thought, many spirit-devouring vines threw them away and drove them away thousands of miles. outside.

That called them out.

The dozen or so cultivators stood firm, their faces pale. After adjusting their breath a little, they realized that there was less than 30% of the real essence left in their dantian, and they were very apprehensive at the moment.

The trace of resentment before has also disappeared!

These spirit-devouring vines have eliminated more than a dozen people, but they have not been taken back by Xu Ziqing, but are still

Standing above Xu Ziqing, he is so arrogant!

Seeing that those people couldn't deal with Xu Ziqing just now, dozens of people rushed over and surrounded him, and the sky was full of Baoguang... Xu Ziqing was not polite, and he used Wanlong boxing as usual. Fly the magic weapon, then bind the opponent with the spirit-devouring vine and throw it out of the field.

After doing this again and again, there were as many as a hundred monks in his hands in a short time!

After that, there were fewer monks who came to besiege Xu Ziqing.

On the other end, Yun Lie and Xu Ziqing were leaning against each other's backs, and their expressions were more calm.

He is different from Xu Ziqing. Xu Ziqing looks deceptive, so many people come to find him trouble, while Yun Lie has a strong breath and a cold expression. .

But they retreated, but Yun Lie refused to retreat.

If Xu Ziqing was a late striker, Yun Lie would take the initiative.

Jianxiu has always been aggressive, but Yun Lie only took the black gold sword in his hand, and he was already slashing out with a single sword, sweeping the front!

Those many cultivators were originally fighting against each other and using each other's means, but unexpectedly, sword intent suddenly came from all sides, which surprised them immediately, and hurriedly dodged!

However, they hid quickly, but Yun Lie's sword intent was faster.

A sword cultivator with a dignified sword spirit and five refinements, his sword intent is invincible—at least among these ten thousand people, no one can stop it!

In the next moment, the sword intent crossed, and there were seventy or eighty people, all of whom were injured by the sword intent!

They either vomited blood, or the magic weapon was cut off from the spiritual light, but they were all shaken by the sword intent. At this moment, they didn't dare to stay any longer, just when Yun Li was about to cut out the second sword, they immediately jumped up and flew back.

At that time, the surroundings of Yun Lie were emptied, and there was no one on the opposite side of Xu Ziqing.

The two brothers turned around and looked at each other.

Their minds are connected, and they all release their spiritual consciousness and sweep them around.

In Xu Ziqing's eyes, the cyan light is lustrous and clear, and in the eyes of Yun Lie, it is even darker and deeper.

Their eyes fell on a certain corner of the field.

There, there is a bloody light in the sky!

Hungry blood sect, evil ghost sect, blood bath sect.

The demon disciples from these three extremely evil sects are grinning and besieging several immortal cultivators!

Their exercises were weird, and when they shot, they were bloody and suffocating. They are not enjoying the pleasure of fighting, but enjoying the pleasure of wanton killing. They are vicious and vicious, and everyone can be punished!

Xu Ziqing and Yun Lie were naturally intolerable.

The moment they saw them, the two brothers and sisters walked hand in hand and came to the place behind the three demons together.

The monks who were besieged and killed obviously noticed that someone was calling, and they looked overjoyed when they took a look.

It was because they had bad luck when they encountered the evil spirits, but now they came to help when they were killed, and it was impossible to save their lives!

And the demons also smiled slyly, looking very happy.

Xu Ziqing saw that there were many ghosts in front of him, and they disappeared without a trace; Countless shrill laughter roared from all directions, it was the wailing of ghosts and gods, which made people's ears tingle and the sea of ​​consciousness dizzy.

But he was not afraid. The whole body flashed with blue light, and the leaves on the robe transformed by the wooden cloud wall were immediately replaced with bamboo patterns, and there was an elegant sound that slowly overflowed.

Xu Ziqing's body flickered, like a wisp of misty smoke, and he went straight into the encirclement of the demons. While he blocked the invasion of ghosts and resentments with his robe, he punched hundreds of punches to help the besieged monks escape from the encirclement. , leave this thousand-mile battlefield.

Those cultivators were delighted, and quickly took advantage of this fist style to jump out. On the contrary, those demons lost a lot of blood, food and playthings, and they were very unhappy immediately. After a strange cry, they turned to surround Xu Ziqing again.

At the same time, Yun Lie also dodged and stood side by side with Xu Ziqing.

At this time, all grievances, evil spirits, and ghost qi were all directed at them.

In an instant, the pressure rose sharply.

However, at this time, without those cultivators getting in the way, the two brothers and sisters felt more comfortable.

There are countless phantoms in front of me, blood shadows, ghost shadows woven together, and countless fist-sized black shadows, shuttled around, every time they can spit out countless black gas, and there is a scratching-like screeching. Voice.

Xu Ziqing frowned. He stretched out his arms, and both left and right palms held a round wooden stick with a sharpened front end. On these two round wooden sticks, a fiery breath burst out, with a strangeness that dispels evil spirits. strength.

This is a kind of tree of the sun, which is usually used to balance the blood-thirsty demon vine's blood and evil spirit, and it is the nemesis of the evil spirits. At this time, it turned into two round wooden sticks, and was being used by Xu Ziqing to use swordsmanship to come out, waving the wind of debut.