Chapter 859: The Battle Begins

The monster clan has always respected strength, and a clan of monster kings must be the one with the highest cultivation and the strongest supernatural powers in the clan.

Therefore, the position of the Black Phoenix Demon King in the hearts of Xiao Hong and the others is absolutely transcendent!

But now the demon king personally forced people in, but he clearly stated that the other party cannot be trusted. Such behavior is really puzzling.

"This matter is too strange, landlord, should I report it to my superiors?"

The secret organization of the Black Phoenix Clan naturally has the Void Refining Demon Cultivator in command, and the Tianyuan City is such an important place, it is no exception.

"Don't be impatient. Since this matter is related to the ancestor, don't mess around. Otherwise, the plan of the ancestor will be ruined, and I will die without redemption!"

After stopping a sentence with a reprimand, Xiao Hong couldn't help pondering, and thought for a while before saying:

"In this way, don't spread the word in advance, and I will make a decision after asking the ancestors personally.

In the meantime, try not to let this person perform tasks, understand? "

As the Void Refining Seed in the clan, Xiao Hong still has some status. Although she may not be able to see the Black Phoenix Demon King immediately, the other party will not completely ignore her, but the time is not easy to say.

After all, it takes a millennium or a hundred years for the fit big monster to retreat, and the exact time to see it depends purely on luck.

The two black phoenix envoys immediately looked at each other, knowing that they couldn't bear the consequences of messing around, so they agreed in agreement:

"It's the landlord!"

After teleporting out of the Heiyan Building, Luo Hong cautiously wandered around the third floor for a while, and after confirming that no one was following her, she released her disguise and returned to the temporary residence on the first floor.

At this time, there was only half a day left before the battle for the spiritual land, and there was no way to make any preparations at this time, so Luo Hong simply fell asleep and nourished his mind that had been tense after ascension.

In the morning of the next day, Luo Hong pushed open the door and fled out.

About two hours later, he stood outside a ring-shaped pavilion. On the door plaque were written "Guangwu Pavilion" in three large black characters, exuding a strong and murderous aura.

After taking a few glances, Luo Hong walked into the building with the restraining token in hand, and soon met the monk who was receiving him, and was taken to a very simply furnished room.

Although the room is spacious, it has very little decoration, except for a few seats, there are only a few calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall.

As soon as he entered, Luo Hong encountered several undisguised probes from his spiritual sense, which made him frown and glanced at the people in the room.

I saw that there were already four people sitting upright in the room at this time, and their eyes were all focused on him.

A yellow-clothed woman in her twenties, in the early stage of transformation, her aura is vain, and her foundation seems not to be very stable. Is this for experience?

A white-browed, eagle-eyed, flower-haired old man, in the middle stage of transformation, with a strong breath, this is what he looks like.

A young man in white robes, expressionless, but with evil spirits in his eyes, as if everyone wants to bite, is also in the middle stage of transformation.

The last person was a middle-aged fat man, wearing a loose Confucian shirt, with a smile on his face, he seemed to be easy to talk to.

From the looks of it, these people are the ones competing with me for the spiritual land.

While thinking, Luo Hong picked a wooden chair and sat down, quietly waiting for noon to come.

Although there are five people in this room now, it is no more lively than when no one was there, and needles can still be heard.

Several hours later, a scar-faced man in gold armor suddenly pushed the door open, glanced at the people in the room, and frowned slightly:

"Why is there one less? Did this person give up the fight?"

"Senior, please wait a moment, Brother Xiao will be there soon, and we will never miss the hour!"

The woman in yellow looked anxious, and immediately got up and saluted.

When the scar-faced man heard this for the first time, his expression was impatient, but when he saw the speaker, his expression suddenly changed, and he said slowly:

"It's true that the time has not come yet, so it's okay for Ban to wait for a while, but this Fellow Daoist Xiao is really going to miss the time, and Ban can only disqualify him!"

Luo Hong could see all the changes in the scar-faced man's attitude, and he immediately realized that the woman in yellow with the weakest cultivation was a related family, and he was afraid that the monk surnamed Xiao who had not arrived for a long time was the last one. The one to watch out for.

After about a cup of tea, a ray of spiritual light suddenly flashed into the room from the door, revealing the figure of monk surnamed Xiao.

"Senior, the junior is not late, is it?"

As soon as the monk surnamed Xiao stood still, he respectfully saluted the scarred man.

"Hmph! Even if you came in time, the counting class will tell you to wait another hundred years."

Cultivators in Abyss Sky City only have one chance to compete for the spiritual land once every hundred years, and the Scarface Cultivator's words are undoubtedly expressing dissatisfaction.

"Senior, forgive me. The junior is unable to get away because of the sacrifice of the magic weapon. I didn't mean to keep the senior waiting for a long time."

The cultivator surnamed Xiao hurriedly apologized, he knew in his heart that he was a little late just now, and whether he could participate in the battle depends on the other party's words.

"Forget it, what you do has nothing to do with Ban, since everyone is here, let's all follow."

As the scarface monk said, he shot a beam of blue mana light towards a wall in the room.

As soon as the beam of light sank into the wall, it rippled, and then bursts of spatial fluctuations came out.

Soon, a hole with a height of Zhang Xu appeared on the wall, through which a landscape of mountains and rivers could be seen.

It turned out that this wall was a hidden entrance to a secret realm. Under the cover of the restriction, Luo Hong hadn't even noticed it before.

Immediately, the scar-faced monk took the lead to escape into it, and Luo Hong and the others followed without hesitation upon seeing this.

After entering the secret realm, Luo Hong looked around, and saw that there were traces of fighting skills everywhere, obviously it had been used as a place for competitions not once or twice.

"The scope of the battle for the spiritual land is this entire secret realm. Two-twos are fighting. Now, Ban will draw lots for you to decide your respective opponents in the first round."

The scar-faced cultivator was undoubtedly impatient, so he put his hand into an animal skin bag without any nonsense.

When he took it out, there were already two green crystal beads in his hand.

Not seeing him cast a spell, the two green crystal beads flew towards the prohibition token of the young man in white robe and the monk surnamed Xiao.

Obviously, they are the ones who will compete in the first round of the first battle.

Afterwards, the scar-faced monk grabbed two more times, and successively determined the opponents of Luo Hong and the woman in yellow.

"This white-browed old man has been advanced to the mid-stage of transformation for a long time. I'm afraid he has a lot of means, and there is at least one more battle after the first round. We can't fight with him for a long time."

As soon as she changed her mind, Luo Hong had already made up her own tactics.

"Okay, now that you know your opponent, let's quickly start the first battle, and the rest of you should step back!"

While urging, the scar-faced monk waved his hand away.

"The relationship between this monk surnamed Xiao and the woman in yellow is very suspicious. He is in the first place, so it's just for me to observe."

Thinking of this, Luo Hong escaped for more than ten li with everyone.

Although this distance will still be affected by the aftermath, but everyone is a cultivator of transforming spirits, so they will not be afraid of it.

In just a moment, the young man in white robe and the cultivator surnamed Xiao who stayed in place suddenly burst out their mana aura and carried out the first wave of temptation.

The result of the test is extremely obvious. The cultivation base of the monk surnamed Xiao is higher than that of the white-robed youth, and he is already at the peak of the middle stage of transformation!

However, cultivation does not fully represent strength. The young man in white robe immediately stretched out his hand to grab a solemn face, and grabbed a bright red long knife from the void with both hands.

At the same time, the spirit animal bag at his waist opened wide, and a large group of flying insects gushed out from it, densely surrounding him, forming a cloud of insects that completely covered his figure.

"Golden Lingzi of Dacheng! There are so many!"

The white-browed old man obviously recognized the spirit insect of the white-robed youth, and he couldn't help frowning and exclaiming.

"Hehe, unexpectedly, this fellow Taoist's cultivation base is not high, but the methods he hides are very powerful.

The carapace of this Dacheng Jin Lingzi is abnormally hard, extremely difficult to kill with magic weapons, and it has the supernatural power of devouring spirits, and ordinary supernatural powers can't hurt them at all, it can be said to be quite difficult to deal with! "

The fat man in Confucian shirt shook his head with a smile.

Jin Lingzi is also one of the top 100 spirit insects on the list of strange insects in heaven and earth. Luo Hong knows exactly what kind of magical power it has, and knows that if this insect is a great success, and if there are a large number of it, it will be quite a headache for the cultivators of Huashen to deal with it .

At this moment, he looked at the woman in yellow calmly, and saw that there was no trace of worry on the other's face, and he knew it in his heart.

"Want to rely on spirit insects to win? Hmph, then you have found the wrong person!"

The cultivator surnamed Xiao's eyes turned cold, and while speaking, he turned his right palm, offering a golden Dharma wheel, then opened his mouth, and spit out a blue banner with a powerful aura.

The next moment, I saw him throwing the Dharma wheel supported by his right palm violently, blocking the two bloody rays coming from the opposite side, and then vigorously waved the blue flag in front of him, stirring up the aura of heaven and earth around him , the boundless gust of wind manifested.

"Very good, it really hit the trick!"

Seeing this scene in the eyes of the white-robed youth, he was not surprised but delighted.

It turned out that he summoned a large number of golden spirit worms as a cover, in order to let the opponent focus on dealing with his spirit worms, so as to ignore the magic weapon he sacrificed.

After all, the battle for the spirit land is not a real life-and-death battle, and Jin Lingzi is not immortal, so there is no need to waste precious spirit insects here.

So, he simply followed his plan and made a fool of himself.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and the young man in white robe immediately made a tactic with both hands, causing the two flying blood knives to suddenly burst into breath, and then turned into a blood python with its fangs popping out, and devoured the monk surnamed Xiao.

"Lingbao? How clever!"

The cultivator surnamed Xiao immediately sensed that something was wrong, and after a cold snort, the golden Dharma wheel, which was only the size of a palm, swelled to a diameter of several feet in an instant, emitting a dazzling golden light, like the scorching sun!

"Haha, it's useless! Although my spirit treasure is not high in level, it's not something you can resist!"

Seeing the cultivator surnamed Xiao urging the golden wheel furiously, the white-robed youth thought that the other party was a dead horse acting as a living horse doctor, so he couldn't help laughing proudly.

Of course, he wasn't so naive as to think that he could win with one blow. He was already quickly planning the follow-up attack in his mind, and the secret path must not allow the opponent to have a chance to breathe.

According to the power formula, there is a huge gap between the use of spiritual treasures and magic weapons for monks with similar realms.

Therefore, the behavior of the young man in white robes to celebrate in advance is understandable, but the power data Luo Hong detected at this moment made him frown.

"It's close to being equal? ​​How is this possible! Could it be that there is a third factor?!"

When the thought flashed by, the blood-toothed python had already collided with the golden scorching sun, and the aroused spiritual wave disrupted the spiritual energy of the world with a radius of dozens of miles.

The huge impact swept across the surrounding hilltops, causing landslides immediately, and the aftermath of the monk's full attack has the power to change the area's terrain and aura environment.

"It's blocked! That golden wheel magic weapon actually blocked it!"

The white-browed old man showed surprise on his face and shouted in surprise.

After a round of collision, although the golden sun suddenly dimmed a lot and its breath was greatly reduced, it successfully blocked the impact of the bloodfang python, preventing it from attacking the cultivator surnamed Xiao behind.

Seeing this scene, the blue eyes in the white robe were full of astonishment, but he was not an ordinary person, he came back to his senses in an instant, said badly in secret, and quickly changed the formula in his hand.

Immediately, the golden spirits around him all neighed, and rushed towards his body like golden spots of light.

At the same time, the eyes of the white-robed youth were suddenly bloodshot, and two black evil spirits floated from the corners of the eyes, and his body swelled up suddenly.

With just one breath, his whole body turned into a giant with golden armor and black face, as tall as three or four feet.

What made him so on guard, even not hesitate to use the supernatural power at the bottom of the box, was naturally the terrifying wind spiritual power gathering above his head, which was the treasure supernatural power that monk surnamed Xiao had been motivating from the beginning to now.

In the sky, a blue wind vortex with a diameter of more than ten miles roared mournfully. The moment the white-robed young man finished using his supernatural powers, a blue dragon claw with a size of more than one hundred feet protruded from the center of the wind vortex, heading straight towards the golden-armored giant. Press down.

After the young man in white robe used this supernatural power similar to that of pouring evil spirits into his body, his mind was obviously affected a little. Seeing this, he roared wildly.

The cultivator surnamed Xiao immediately pressed down on the banner in his hand, and the fall of the cyan claws immediately accelerated by three points.

Although the golden-armored giant is tall, compared to the cyan claws, it is undoubtedly the light of rice grains.

However, in the eyes of the white-browed old man and others who were watching, his chances of winning were not small.

After all, Jin Lingzi's spirit-eating supernatural power is by no means a false name, but using magical powers to deal with the white-robed youth at this time will suffer a lot.

As long as he is not crushed by a single blow, he will definitely be able to gradually gain an advantage through the Jin Lingzi battle armor.

As soon as they landed, the golden-armored giant soon met the blue dragon claw in the air, and only heard a loud "dong", and a violent wave of air swept out, immediately making the surrounding hills dozens of miles into chaos. Disaster.

But after the huge cyan claw fell for more than ten feet, it stopped slowly!

I saw that the golden-armored giant transformed by the young man in white robe unexpectedly dragged the huge monster above his head abruptly.

Although he was bleeding from the mouth and nose at the moment, the balance of victory and defeat should be tilted towards him.