Chapter 1719 Release the Plague
Thinking about the countless benefits he would get after owning the Drunken Immortal Gourd, Qingyang's eyes suddenly showed a hint of eagerness. He would occupy a world by himself and become the master of the world. All the treasures in it would belong to him, and all the creatures in it would obey his orders, with unlimited power.
Qingyang could not help but clench his fists. He must seize the token of the Lotus Realm and never let it fall into the hands of others. With his real strength, he was considered to be relatively strong among these competitors. The only ones who could pose a threat to him were Mu Qiu from the Spirit Realm and the stern Leng Yun. There was no need to worry about others. Qingyang would definitely succeed as long as he was careful.
Just as Qingyang was thinking about these issues, two more people appeared in the hall. One was a dark-faced cultivator at the top of the fifth level of the Nascent Soul Realm, and the other was Qingyang's old acquaintance Situ Yong. He did not expect that he could reach this point, but he was not so lucky later. There was only one token of the Lotus Realm. A cultivator like them at the fifth level of the Nascent Soul Realm might be eliminated in the first round.
After the two appeared, the entrance of the hall was closed, and then there was a tremor, and four arenas appeared in the middle. It seemed that the competition for the Lotus Realm token was about to begin.
At the same time, a golden light flashed in the middle of the hall, and then it split into eight and flew towards the eight people on the field. Qingyang reached out to take the one closest to him and found that it was a green jade token with only an ancient word "C" engraved on it, which was exactly the same as the word "C" on the third arena. Needless to say, the first round should be on this arena.
Qingyang stepped onto the arena. At the same time, Situ Yong also walked towards the arena. Seeing Qingyang, Situ Yong's face couldn't help but look much uglier. He never thought that he would meet such a powerful person like Qingyang in the first level. From the previous stage, when Qingyang scared away two Yuanying fifth-level peak cultivators with one move, it can be seen that he is definitely not Qingyang's opponent. But the token has been issued, and the arena is right in front of him. There is no point in retreating. Situ Yong can only bite the bullet. At this time, he has no hope for the Lotus Realm token. As long as he doesn't lose too badly, it will be fine.
With this idea in mind, the result of the first game can be imagined. Qingyang barely spent any effort. After a few attempts, he forced Situ Yong into a dead end. Then Qingyang just used a four-element sword formation, and scared Situ Yong into admitting defeat.
After Situ Yong admitted defeat, the C-shaped arena disappeared directly, and Situ Yong also disappeared in the hall. At this time, Qingyang discovered that three of the four arenas were gone, and only the Ding-shaped arena was still competing. In addition to Qingyang, Mu Qiu and Leng Yun defeated their opponents.
The fourth ring didn't make everyone wait too long. In less than a cup of tea, the Green Robe Patriarch came out, and his opponent disappeared with the ring. It seemed that the four finalists were them. I don't know whether the Green Robe Patriarch was more skilled or Xue Canyang was unlucky to meet a master. Xue Canyang, who had always been at odds with the Green Robe Patriarch, was eliminated first.
Except for the previous conversation with Xue Canyang, Qingyang was not familiar with these people and had no communication with each other. Now that everyone has become a competitor, there is even less to communicate. So the four of them each occupied one side and closed their eyes to prepare for the second match.
About half an hour later, the hall trembled again, and two rings appeared in the middle. Then a golden light flashed, split into four parts and shot towards the four people on the field. Qingyang reached out to take it. It was still a green token with an ancient word "一" engraved on it.
Qingyang was about to go to the second ring, but someone rushed over first. It was none other than the Green Robe Ancestor. He didn't expect that his opponent in the second match would be him. The Green Robe Ancestor was a senior sixth-level Nascent Soul cultivator, and he came from a large world like the Qing Demon Realm. He was afraid that he would be difficult to deal with.
When Qingyang was watching the Green Robe Ancestor, the Green Robe Ancestor was also observing Qingyang. He had seen Qingyang's methods and knew that Qingyang was a very powerful opponent, but he was not afraid of him. On the one hand, he had many methods, and on the other hand, he felt that he was sure to block Qingyang's attack.
Qingyang stepped onto the ring and the game officially began. The Green Robe Ancestor waved his hand, and a black fog enveloped Qingyang. Qingyang did not dare to neglect it. He instantly activated a violent wind and rain talisman. The strong wind came, and the black fog just retreated a little, and then rushed towards Qingyang again.
Not only did the talisman not work, but Qingyang's Four Elements Sword Formation also did not seem to have a significant effect. It could not be blown away, driven away, or killed. This black fog was not like poisonous smoke or divine sand. Qingyang carefully sensed it and could feel that there was a trace of vitality in the black fog, but it was not a spirit insect. What was it? This was the first time that Qingyang was stumped by a cloud of black fog.
Seeing that the black fog was about to approach and seeing that other means were useless, Qingyang thought quickly and took out the Fire-Driving Gourd that he used to refine weapons. After opening the lid, he pinched his hand to make a Wind Gathering Technique, and the black fog was caught off guard and most of it was sucked in. The Green Robe Patriarch saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly waved his sleeves to take back the remaining black fog, while Qingyang controlled the Extreme Fire Stone in the Fire-Driving Gourd and refined the inhaled black fog. Only then did Qingyang figure out that the black fog was plague insects controlled by the Green Robe Patriarch, which were used to release the plague. Once hit, it would cause great harm to the cultivator's body. Fortunately, Qingyang responded in time and used the Fire-Driving Gourd to restrain the plague insects, and the other party did not succeed.
After missing the first attack, the Green Robe Patriarch took out a handful of withered straw from his bosom, flicked his fingers, and countless red lights shot into the straw. The straw seemed to come alive, turning into yellow turban warriors who surrounded Qingyang and attacked him in a chaotic manner. The strength of each of these yellow turban warriors might be only at the level of Jindan, but with dozens of them attacking at the same time, even a Yuanying cultivator would not dare to take it head-on, not to mention that there was the Green Robe Patriarch next to him, watching him covetously? Qingyang could only use the sword formation to resist.
The Green Robe Patriarch was indeed a cultivator from a big world like the Qing Demon Realm. Various methods emerged one after another, and each one was more magical than the other. Many of them were unheard of, forcing Qingyang to put all his energy into dealing with his attacks, so as not to capsize in the gutter. Fortunately, Qingyang's real strength was much higher than that of the Green Robe Patriarch, so he didn't get flustered when facing the attack.
It is not a good thing to always be so passive and take the beating. In the end, Qingyang got ruthless and found an opportunity to continuously use the Five Elements Sword Formation. The Green Robe Patriarch also thought that Qingyang had such a backup plan. He was unable to respond in time and was severely injured. He had no choice but to end the competition.