Chapter 945 Competing for 7 Luminous Pills

The sun is shining brightly.

Although Ling Yue didn't know why Ouyang Ming bought so many pills, he didn't ask any questions.

He raised his hand to take the storage bag, and walked towards the shop where he bought the elixir. This is the brilliance of his life. What should not be asked will never be asked, it was the same at the time of the volcano, and it is the same now.

As for Ouyang Ming, he walked back to his small courtyard to recharge his batteries.

Time flies, and the pill feast is over.

The names of Ouyang Ming and Changsheng Pill have been fermented for a period of time, and everyone in the Seven Star Sect knows them well.

Especially the name Ouyang Ming, who was in the limelight for a while, was able to stand shoulder to shoulder with the Daozi of the seven main peaks!

On this day, the entire Seven Star Sect was shrouded in misty rain, as thin as gauze, like a curtain made of rainwater.

Ouyang Ming stood in the rain, but not even a little rain fell on him.

Suddenly, his heart moved slightly, his body turned sideways, and he looked in one direction.

In front of his eyes, a man in Chinese clothes was walking slowly in the rain. He had a handsome face, his breath seemed to be gone, his clothes were soaked by the rain, and he was carrying a sword box behind him. The color of the sword box was red. , as if there were countless red runes beating, the scarlet color was so scarlet that the hearts of those who saw it shuddered.

His name is Burial Sword, the Daoist of Absolute Sword Peak, the peak cultivation level of the Spirit, and is known as one of the people who have the best chance of becoming a Venerable in the Seven Star Sect.

Burying Jian frowned slightly, arched his hands lightly, and said, "Friend Daoist, is the elixir feast over?"

"Well, today just ended." Ouyang Ming nodded lightly. This person gave him a very strange feeling. Although he had no killing intent on him, he gave him a faint sense of crisis. This feeling was like a gangrene. Why? Can't get rid of it.

"Thank you, Brother Dao!" Zang Jian nodded slightly, and then drifted away.

He heard Wen Zhou mention by chance that this person had obtained a quota to enter Daxu, so he came here to meet him.

But when I saw it, I was extremely disappointed in my heart. The aura did not shake the majestic spirit of Yueyang City, but it was plain. It's ants.

Ouyang Ming's eyes showed deep thought, he shook his head, and smiled slightly. Although he didn't know the origin of this person and the purpose of his sudden appearance, since the other party showed no hostility, he stopped looking for trouble.

The sky soon cleared up, and Ling Yue stepped up step by step along the path winding like a dragon.

Before anyone arrived, the voice came first: "Brother Yu, please take care of Qiyao Pill."

"Brother Ling, there's no need to be so polite between us, it's too obvious." Ouyang Ming smiled heartily.

Immediately after thinking about it, the light in the eyes slowly gathered, and the light shone like a long knife that could pierce the sky, and a sense of sharpness burst out, and then said: "Brother Ling, let's go, I also want to see , What is the ability of a person who breaks through this step."

At this moment, in Ling Yue's eyes, Ouyang Ming was like a long knife that could pierce the sky.

The rays of light can span the ages, can split mountains and crack rocks, even if the sky is in front of him, he dares to carve a hole for you.

soon,

The two galloped away and came to the small courtyard where Wen Zhou was.

As soon as he entered, Wen Zhou was watering the flowers with a kettle in his hand. He hissed lightly, indicating that the two of them should not talk. He watered every flower very meticulously. It took half an hour before Wen Zhou stood up straight. He leaned back, exhaled lightly, and said, "Come?"

"I've met Master!" Ling Yue looked respectful and clasped his fists heavily.

Wen Zhou waved his hand and put down the kettle in his hand.

Sighed: "I only have you two disciples, so I naturally want you to be harmonious, but this is just a wish, not a reality. This is the case in the spiritual world. The strong are king and the fittest survive. I hope you don't hold grudges as a teacher." He With a long sigh in his heart, he secretly said, but Jian Chengzhe is too determined to win or lose, narrow-minded, and has no obstacles. In this life, the middle level of the spirit is his limit. He doesn't know that this evaluation is different from Gu Gengren's evaluation. Surprisingly consistent.

In his heart, this Qiyao Pill is the most suitable for Ling Yue.

Not long after, Gu Gengren followed an old man in black robes, and slowly came to the small courtyard. Jian Chengzhe was a little further away, his face was full of flattery, and deep in his eyes, there was an imperceptible ruthlessness. hot.

Guan Yue also quietly ran out from her master, after all, in her heart, this was a big deal for Ling Yue. If the Qiyao Pill is used properly, there is hope for even the beginners who break through the spirit.

Wen Zhou looked at Jian Chengzhe's expression, and sighed in his heart, how could he make progress because of the magic in his heart, he was completely disappointed with Jian Chengzhe, a disciple.

Suppressing this thought, flicking his sleeves lightly, he said coldly: "There is only one Qiyao Pill, let's make a gentleman's agreement now."

As soon as the voice fell, the eyebrows were tightly frowned, and the complexion was extremely solemn, and said in a deep voice: "Jian Chengzhe, this time, you asked Gu Gengren to be your assistant, didn't you?" The voice was not loud, However, there is a kind of coercion of a superior in it. After all, Wen Zhou is an elder with real power. Even if he is a peak spirit, he would not dare to make mistakes in front of him. Otherwise, he would not get a place to enter the Great Market every year.

"Yes!" Jian Chengzhe nodded immediately, joy blossoming in his heart.

In his heart, a spell caster must not be the opponent of Gu Gengren, he is a person who knows it by birth.

Wen Zhou asked Ling Yue the same question again, Ling Yue naturally nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, since you've already said it yourself, let's start." He waved his hand and made a decision.

"Tell me, can brother Yu win?" Guan Yue looked worried and looked at Ling Yue.

"We will definitely win!" Ling Yue lowered his chin and looked into her eyes.

While the two were talking, Ouyang Ming had a thought, and saw a white light flashing from the space bag, which looked extremely soft, enveloping him inside, and when the white light dispersed, he had already held the raging fire and chilling cicada in his hand, and cast a spell , turned into a green light and soared into the sky, the speed was extremely fast, now his identity is a spellcaster, and his abilities can only be displayed in a wide area.

Gu Gengren didn't stop him, his body merged into this world, and he came to the top of the mountain.

Flipping his wrist, he took out a vicissitudes of life Guqin, and said with a light smile, "From the first time I met you, I had a premonition that I would fight you. This is fate, I cannot escape, and this War is just the starting point, not the end." His voice resounded with emotion.

"It's just your inner demons. If you really want to leave, you don't have to worry about the Qiyao Pill." Ou Yangming replied.

"A demon?" Gu Gengren shook his head.

The two had a verbal confrontation from the very beginning, both trying to suppress the other's aura.

Wen Zhou waved his sleeves, and said in a flat voice, "Ling Yue, take a good look. These two are extraordinary talents. This kind of battle is rare. If you can gain some insight, it will be of great benefit to your future cultivation."

"I would like to follow Master's instruction..." Ling Yue stood beside Guan Yue and spoke respectfully.

This voice reached Jian Chengzhe's ears, which inevitably made him a little bit apprehensive.

If there is a mess in my heart, I secretly thought, if you only tell the younger brother, but not me, am I not your disciple? The resentment towards Ling Yue grew deeper and deeper in his heart, and even a trace of resentment towards Wen Zhou.

"Fight!" Ouyang Ming called out softly, the three cracks on the Blazing Chilling Cicada lit up at the same time, and countless runes jumped.

He raised his hand and pointed at Qiang, and the top of the mountain surged like a tide, covering an entire range of tens of feet, rocks, vegetation, all shaking regularly.

Ouyang Ming let out a breath of green air, and said with a flat face: "Stone Cone Technique!"

The voice has not yet fallen, it will change the world!

I saw that the ground within tens of feet seemed to be squeezed from both sides to the middle by a pair of invisible giant hands. Countless stone cones protruded, and a thick mountain-like atmosphere rippling away. Immediately afterwards, countless stone cones were pulled out from the ground abruptly, they spun rapidly, aimed at Gu Gengren from all directions and crushed them away, almost instantly.

Just like a rainstorm hitting plantains, it is dense and urgent.

It would be fine if that was the case, but countless stone cones gathered in vain.

Ou Yangming pointed his fingers in the air, and the stone cone shattered in an instant. Countless piercing sounds overlapped and were extremely sharp. Go straight to Gu Gengren.

Looking down from the sky, it looks like countless streamers with tails condensing towards one point.

But even after seeing such a terrible scene, Gu Gengren's face not only remained unchanged, but showed surprise, he sat cross-legged, whispered, and said: "This move is well done."

In the wind, the white clothes flutter, and the plain hands wave the strings.

A crisp sound reverberated, and there was a ripple visible to the naked eye in the space. It rolled violently, wrinkling like the surface of a lake. Wherever it passed, a strong force of tearing spread out, blasting the air The incoming gravel collapsed inch by inch.

Both of them didn't try it, and they showed the high-level combat power of the spirits perfectly as soon as they made a move. Every blow has the power to split mountains and rocks.

Wen Zhou looked at the mountain that had become a mess, his face changed slightly, and he thought to himself, this kind of combat power can really be achieved by a high-level spirit? Even if you are a peak spirit, you have to use your full strength, right? Whether it was the stone awl technique performed by Ouyang Ming, or the sound of the piano from Gu Gengren's palm, he felt a numbness in his scalp, as if he would be seriously injured if he touched it.

He knew in his heart that as long as he faced any one of them, he would definitely lose.

Guan Yue was also terrified in her heart. Although she knew that these two were very strong, she never expected to be so strong. Every blow was full of undercurrents and hidden murderous intent.

His fingers lightly drew a circle in Ling Yue's palm, and he said with a worried face, "The two of them are really evenly matched, and they won't give up an inch."

"Yeah, from the time they met, they started to confront each other, and they clashed with momentum, but neither of them got any benefits. Now, it's extremely majestic when they make a move. This time, it's a bit difficult. They are not simple people. It is natural to want to win. It's not easy either." Ling Yue let Guan Yue draw circles on his palm, looked at the top of the mountain, and spoke in a low voice. ...

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