True Immortal of the Netherworld

In the True Lotus Heaven Realm.

Xicheng Feng stood on the lotus platform high up, and the broad avenue outside him was windless. The green lotus pattern on the surface of the Taoist robe seems to be alive, exuding dazzling lotus patterns.

He pointed out one hand in the air one after another, and a flying fire in the shape of lotus petals spit out from his fingertips.

puff--

Located next to the heaven and earth platform, in a tall stone incense burner, a three-foot-long incense stick as thick as a child's wrist was lit.

Xicheng Feng said loudly: "I reiterate that the time for this competition is only one hour. When the incense burns out, it will be the end of your competition in the ring. I hope each of you will do your best and be able to compete in the real world. Triing in the Lotus Heaven Realm and getting a good ranking also represents the glory of the sect behind you.”

After a pause, Xicheng Feng said in a cold tone: "If the four young heroes cannot decide the winner within an hour, I will personally fight against you. The one who can withstand my offensive for the longest time will win the most. Good ranking.”

When Xu Yang heard this, he thought to himself: "This is the first time I have heard of this kind of rule. If there is a tie, I will compete directly with him. Is it possible that this venerable Lord wants to bully the small with his big one? Or... "

Xu Yang's mind suddenly flashed back to what Monk Jiuku and Ning Tianqi had said to him before he came to Qinglian Dojo, and he couldn't help but murmured in his heart: "Perhaps there is something wrong with the Xicheng Feng in front of him, and it is different from the previous one at the Golden Buddha Temple." Monk Jiu Ku has been taken away by the Demon Lord of the Western Region?"

Xu Yang said calmly: "I know, if you are lucky enough to compete directly with His Holiness, it must be a very rare experience. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a blessing."

The little golden monk's face was expressionless. On the third eye between his eyebrows, there was a faint golden color flowing, and he calmly recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha."

Zhan Yunfei nodded slightly, calculating in his mind: "I heard that Venerable Xicheng Feng had been in seclusion for a thousand years. He was a leader who participated in the war between humans and demons in the Green Fire Demon Realm. His cultivation level should be at the level of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm. If it is If we fight him directly, let alone one-on-one, the four of us here may not be able to take advantage. "

Zhan Yunfei said neither humble nor arrogantly: "It's a very interesting rule to be lucky enough to be taught by His Holiness."

Liu Haiyu was stunned for a moment when he heard the last part of Xicheng Feng's words, and thought to himself: "I have never heard of such trial rules in Qinglian Dojo. I don't know why the master arranged it like this. Is it to verify us personally? Human strength?”

Liu Haiyu said loudly: "Disciple understands."

Seeing that none of the four people expressed their objections, Xicheng Feng smiled slightly, and then said loudly: "The True Lotus Glorious World Conference, the final showdown, the battle of Tiandi Terrace begins."

Xu Yang and Zhan Yunfei are on the heaven and earth platform on the left, while Liu Haiyu and Jinyu Shengzi are on the heaven and earth platform on the right.

On the left side of the sky and earth platform, Zhan Yunfei and Xu Yang stood face to face.

Zhan Yunfei said: "Brother Xu, I am honored to fight with you today."

Xu Yang said: "Same feeling."

The two looked at each other with seriousness in their eyes.

warehouse!

The Ice Soul Sword in the sword case behind Zhan Yunfei had already been unsheathed, and a cloud of flying frost was raised out of thin air, and it landed in his hand.

Zhan Yunfei pointed the tip of his sword towards Xu Yang, who was opposite him, "Please enlighten me."

When a sword cultivator points the tip of his sword at his opponent, he must be very serious. This is the case for Zhan Yunfei right now.

Zhan Yunfei activated his soul power, stepped on the frost, thrust out his sword, and sent snow flying into the sky.

With a seemingly ordinary sword, Zhan Yunfei has already added his unique realm of black ice to the way of swordsmanship.

Xu Yang said loudly: "Please give me some advice."

I saw Xu Yang flipping his wrist, and a streak of purple gold appeared

The light flickered, and a long stick appeared in his hand. A majestic mountain-shaped golden pattern on the surface of the long stick shimmers, it is his Four Fantasy Long Stick.

On weekdays, Xu Yang rarely uses the Four Magic Long Stick when fighting with others. But this time, facing Zhan Yunfei who drew his sword, Xu Yang also became serious.

Weapon versus weapon, this is also respect for the opponent.

Xu Yang's consciousness moved, and a fire dragon emerged from the red blood monument space in the three-color vortex in his body.

Almost at the same time, there was a gurgling fire breath rolling on the surface of the Four Magic Long Stick in Xu Yang's hand, and the sound of a dragon's roar could be faintly heard from the fire breath.

Xu Yang held the long stick across his chest. He had the strength of a mountain to be stable and the strength of wind and fire. He stepped forward in the beacon field and faced it.

In the blink of an eye, the two were fighting.

Looking from a distance, a cloud of fire and a ball of flying snow were entangled.

The two chased each other on the heaven and earth platform of Nuo Da, the fire breath and flying frost danced together, and every time they touched, there would be a clanking sound of metal hitting each other.

Zhan Yunfei looked carefully, and every time the long stick in Xu Yang's hand collided with his Ice Soul Sword, there would be a force of ice eroding the surface of the Four Magic Long Stick in Xu Yang's hand. I couldn't help but feel confident in my heart, "As long as I am suppressed by my ice power, I will naturally have the confidence to defeat Xu Yang."

As time passed, the surface of the four-magic long stick in Xu Yang's hand became covered with a layer of frost, and the power of the beacon fire on it was gradually suppressed.

Zhan Yunfei's kendo power gained the upper hand, and the force of the wind and snow clearly overwhelmed the force of the beacon fire on the four-magic long stick in Xu Yang's hand.

But Xu Yang didn't panic at all, and quickly calculated in his mind: "Zhan Yunfei's Ice Soul Sword and his Xuanbing Kung Fu body, each sword falls with the power of ice. This is the power of his swordsmanship. Fortunately, I These four magic long sticks are not extraordinary, otherwise over time, the restrictions on them will be directly destroyed by the power of ice. "|

Xu Yang activated his magic power, and the red door in the three-color vortex within his body was half-opened. In the fire breath alien world inside the gate, fire breath spurted out from the surface of the tall red blood monument, and soon a monstrous beacon gushed out from the gate.

A fire dragon rolled up Xu Yang's arm holding the Sihuan long stick.

"The power of the beacon fire, the power of Mount Tai's golden essence, merge!"

The next moment, the surface of the four-magic long stick in Xu Yang's hand flashed with Mount Tai's golden patterns, and with the blessing of the power of the beacon, volcanic patterns appeared.

At this moment, the surface of the Four Fantasy Long Stick seemed to be branded with a layer of volcanic divine pattern restrictions.

Buzz!

The fire breath flew, and the surface of the four magic sticks turned red, as hot as volcanic lava.

Click, click, click.

The layer of ice on the surface of the Four Magic Long Stick suddenly shattered and melted.

Next, the ice soul sword struck by Zhan Yunfei could no longer seal the surface of the four magic sticks in Xu Yang's hand with ice.

Zhan Yunfei couldn't help but be surprised: "It can be seen that this long stick is not Xu Yang's natal magic weapon, but he can calmly add his own fire breath power to the long stick, making the long stick's level rise by one level. It can counteract the ice power on my Ice Soul Sword. It can be seen that Xu Yang’s control of the power of fire breath has reached its peak, and his soul power level is probably above mine.”

boom!

The two used their own methods. The Ice Soul Sword and the Four Fantasy Long Sticks were placed together, and a circle of strong wind exploded, sweeping thousands of feet.

The figures suddenly separated, and the two of them stepped back a hundred feet away.

Zhan Yunfei's eyes turned cold, his white hair and white robe flew up at the same time, and his fighting spirit increased again.

He opened his mouth and spat out.

An ice crystal villain about an inch in size flew out of his mouth. The appearance of the ice crystal villain was the same as Zhan Yunfei's.

"Clone into the sword." Zhan Yunfei shouted.

"Great." The little ice crystal man responded simply, then swirled around and turned into a stream of light.

On top of the Ice Soul Sword in Yun Fei's hand.

Due to the fusion of the ice clones, if the ice soul sword is blessed by the sword spirit, the power of the sword domain will increase sharply.

Buzz!

A circle of flying frost shook out from the Ice Soul Sword, and the shape of an ice dragon suddenly appeared.

"Brother Xu, take the move." Zhan Yunfei said loudly.

Immediately, Zhan Yunfei filled up his true energy, dressed in white and danced. A stream of frost energy overflowed from his body surface, and the leaked spiritual pressure had become substantial.

White robe with flying snow, Yushu with ice soul, what a temperamental Confucian scholar.

In an instant, circles of ice-blue soul realms spread out in all directions from under his feet, as if a cold winter had suddenly descended between heaven and earth.

As Zhan Yunfei's aura increased, a three-eyed ice crystal giant with a height of more than ten feet and holding a shaking hammer appeared behind him.

The ice crystal giant is solid and real, and its divine power dominates the world.

Without stopping for a moment, Zhan Yunfei threw the Ice Soul Sword outwards.

The Ice Soul Sword turned around, the tip of the sword pointed towards the ground, and disappeared into the ground in an instant, and then splashed a circle of blue ripples.

"Rumble."

A thunderous sound suddenly came from the soul realm released by Zhan Yunfei.

Immediately afterwards, in the soul realm, layers of huge waves of ice overlapped and rolled outwards, like icebergs moving.

"Swordsmanship - Ice Soul Dragon Edge!"

Suddenly, the head of a huge ice dragon rose up from the rolling ice waves. The blue light in the dragon's eyes flashed like a real dragon's eyes.

"Howl!"

The ice dragon's head roared, triggering an ice storm.

In the blink of an eye, a five-clawed ice dragon soared into the sky, its kingly aura exposed, and the icy air it exuded seemed to freeze the void.

This ice dragon was transformed by the sword intention of Zhan Yunfei's Ice Soul Sword, and only a peak swordsman could do it.

The ice dragon roars, but what is hidden in it is the blade of ice! It's just that these ice blades are many times sharper and stronger than steel knives.

"Well done!" Xu Yang responded loudly. Just when Zhan Yunfei launched his ultimate move, he made a move at the same time.

Xu Yang's consciousness moved, and the three flame spirits in his Zifu space immediately became active.

Swish, swish, three flame spirit flying fires drilled out from Xu Yang's Tianling Cap.

A streak of golden color turned into a golden crow with golden feathers and three legs. It was the flame spirit of the Golden Crow Buddha.

A streak of earth and gold transformed into a ghost baby with two horns on its head, two wings on its back, and a golden scorpion tail. It was the Flame Wheel Spirit.

A streak of blue turned into a round-headed, graceful spirit dolphin with the air of nobility in the water. It was the Blue Water Flame Spirit.

Under the urging of Xu Yang's soul power, the three-color flame spirits connected end to end, hovering above his head, forming a three-color firework halo.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful wave of soul power quickly spread out from the top of Xu Yang's head like a frenzy. This wave was composed of gold, earth gold, and azure, three colors interlaced, and it was gorgeous and dazzling.

Everything he passed was like a painting with a magic brush, dyed with three colors. It seemed to be Xu Yang's unique flame spirit realm, and it was blessed by the three flame spirit realms at the same time.

Since Xu Yang's most powerful partner and the leader of the Flame Spirit, A'Zhu, is still sleeping, this is far from the peak level of his Flame Spirit field.

"The power of the flame spirit, unite again!"

The bodies of the three flame spirits flew down, swishing, and sank into the four-illusion long stick in Xu Yang's hand.

Xu Yang grasped one end of the Sihuan long stick with both hands, jumped up high, and swung it down.

"The beacon flame is broken!"

The stick wind spit out a sweeping fire tornado, which was a hundred feet long. In the center of the fire tornado, the physical appearance of the three flame spirits appeared.

The spirit dolphin roars, the ghost baby roars, and the golden crow cries. They harness the power of the beacon fire and roar out like three flame spirit gods.