Chapter 743: The First Immortal Under the King Level (5,000 Words)

Man Kui is so arrogant that he really deserves a beating.

But when you see his appearance and the mace in his hand, you will choose to shut up immediately.

Man Kui's appearance is just a small episode.

After he left, a strong man in the Out-of-Body Stage could not hold back and climbed onto the golden arena to fight Zheng Tuo.

It is said that he fought with Zheng Tuo, but in fact, he fought with five of the six gods.

Zheng Tuo was not in the mood to be a sparring partner. No matter who appeared, the five gods would fight together and fight with the opponent.

The battle was extremely fierce.

The five gods fought with all their strength, and every time they fought with others, the golden arena would be broken.

However, the golden arena was refined by Zheng Tuo with the Heavenly Dao Seal.

So every time it was destroyed, it could be repaired in a short time.

And during the repair process, the golden arena was constantly absorbing various powers in the aftermath of the battle.

Whether it was the power of the five gods or the power of the opponent, the golden arena could absorb it.

The strengths are uneven, some are strong and some are weak. After being absorbed by the golden arena, the quality of the golden arena will continue to improve.

Yeah.

While Zheng Tuo was sitting on a small bench watching the battle, he could also feel that the golden arena was getting stronger.

I believe that after several battles, the golden arena will have the possibility of improving its quality.

Zheng Tuo had expected this.

Before this, the golden arena itself carried the battles of the big and small disciples in the Luoxian Sect.

Over time, it absorbed various powers and blessed itself.

After he integrated all the noisy powers into one with the Heavenly Dao Seal, the golden arena naturally became more powerful.

"Three..."

Elder Hui Shu was counting down again.

After a series of fierce battles, all those who entered the arena were defeated by the gods under Zheng Tuo.

At this moment.

Zheng Tuo seemed to have a sense of being alone and seeking defeat.

"I'll do it."

Long Xiaotian stood up and descended on the golden arena.

"The head of the Long family, Long Xiaotian, please teach me."

Long Xiaotian is the head of the Long family, with a strength of the late stage of the out-of-body state, and an extremely powerful existence.

There is part of the dragon blood in his body, and it is this part of the dragon blood that makes the Long family a big family and stands tall in the Eastern Region.

Long Xiaotian appears on the stage, and the battle continues.

"Friend Wumian, can you let the Chenlong puppet fight with me?"

Long Xiaotian was surprisingly polite and took the initiative to ask Zheng Tuo.

Faced with Long Xiaotian's question, Zheng Tuo did not embarrass the other party too much, but made it very difficult for the other party.

"If you want to fight with Chen Long, you must first pass the five gods. If you don't have the ability to pass the five gods, go down."

Zheng Tuo whispered and said this.

Hearing this, Long Xiaotian's face was really a bit ugly.

He is also the head of the Long family after all. At this moment, he personally asked the other party, but the other party not only did not give him face, but squeezed him with such words.

But he thought about it and understood it.

I'm afraid that there is no one else like Wumian in the entire world of immortal cultivation.

As a legend in the East Region, Wumian's way of doing things is beyond the understanding of ordinary people.

He did not continue to talk to Zheng Tuo in a requesting manner.

"Dear generals, please."

Long Xiaotian seemed very polite.

He was not like this by nature, but he wanted to befriend Wumian and thus get close to Chen Long.

Standing on the golden arena, he could clearly feel the oppression coming from Chen Long.

The oppression came from the blood, and that feeling was more urgent than the feeling given to him by the little white dragon.

On the scene.

The five generals, without any extra nonsense, directly attacked Long Xiaotian.

The five people cooperated very well. They had worked together for many years and understood each other.

In addition, they practiced combination skills together some time ago, which made the five people cooperate very well when they started fighting.

"Roar..."

The dragon roar resounded throughout the immortal fighting field.

Long Xiaotian went all out when he came up, turning into a mad dragon, tumbling in the purple air coming from the east.

It has to be said.

Long Xiaotian's strength is much stronger than Cang Baotian.

He burst out with all his strength in the late stage of out-of-body experience, which can be called destroying the world. He broke the purple air coming from the east and the rabbit illusion of the rat on the spot.

The dragon's might is overwhelming, shocking all directions.

The mad dragon danced wildly and killed the immortals.

Long Xiaotian used the mad dragon as a posture and killed towards the dragon of Chen.

"Ah..."

Suddenly, a tiger roar came from behind Long Xiaotian.

Five gods, including the rat, the ox, and the tiger, combined to form a white tiger.

The rabbit and the snake assisted and killed in front of the mad dragon in a blink of an eye.

The white tiger was fierce, the mad dragon was domineering, and the dragons fought and the tigers roared, and they killed each other immediately.

"Ah..."

The white tiger roared in his throat, and a white tiger killed when he opened his mouth.

The killing light was pale, as if there was no immortal light, and countless golden arena fragments were lifted on the spot, killing the mad dragon.

The mad dragon was not willing to be outdone, and dragon patterns appeared on his huge dragon body.

The dragon pattern gathered in his mouth, and a golden light spurted out of his mouth, colliding fiercely with the killing light of the white tiger.

"Boom..."

A loud roar resounded in all directions, and the golden arena was hit hard, with countless cracks appearing.

The battle between the two sides escalated.

Whether it was the mad dragon or the white tiger, their strength was completely at the peak of the late stage of the out-of-body state.

The fight at this moment was really terrifying.

The entire fairy arena was shaking all the time under the duel between the two.

The spectators were all shocked.

The dragon's might and the tiger's might constantly penetrated the arena's defense and rushed into the audience of the fairy arena, forcing all the audience to activate their own defense to resist the dragon's might and the tiger's might.

Hualala...

The sound of water flow sounded.

Elder Yun Shuiyun took action and turned into a big river to protect all Luo Xian Sect disciples and the Nascent Soul Stage powerhouses who came to watch the battle.

originally.

Yun Shuiyun can take action early to stop the mighty dragon and tiger.

But if that were the case, hundreds of thousands of Luo Xian Sect disciples would not be able to feel what high-level combat was.

With such a battle, some people would never be able to watch a battle for the rest of their lives.

The opportunity is right in front of her, and she must help the disciples of Luo Xian Sect to feel it well, and strive to gain insights from it and bless herself.

"Roar……"

The dragon's roar shook the sky.

The mad dragon danced wildly, trying to suppress the white tiger with its absolute strength.

"Ouch..."

The roar of tigers moves the mountains and forests.

The White Tiger is extremely powerful. As the God of Killing among the Four Sacred Beasts, the White Tiger has the strongest desire to fight and is also the most domineering.

Moreover, the white tiger's characteristic is that the more he fights, the braver he becomes, the stronger he becomes, the more seriously injured he becomes, and the more violent he becomes.

Enter the dragon and the tiger, wreaking havoc in the golden arena.

The two sides fought for a long time, and it was difficult to determine the winner.

Sudden!

Long Xiaotian, who was attacking with all his strength, suddenly stopped and exited the fighting range with the white tiger.

"I admire your faceless friend's methods. There is no need to continue this battle."

Long Xiaotian knew that he could not defeat Wu Mian.

Even if he attacks with all his strength, the opponent still has a Chenlong puppet.

even.

He felt that there was still a puppet in Faceless' hand and he didn't use it.

Under such circumstances, it is better to be a smooth favor, which is almost the same as a faceless condom.

If possible, he still wanted to contact Chen Long.

He had no way of contacting the Little White Dragon of Demon Court, and Hei Feng and others were not friendly to him.

so.

If you want to take advantage of Xiao Bailong, it will be extremely difficult.

Watch now.

Faceless person should be easier to get in touch with than Xiao Bailong.

Long Xiaotian's voluntary surrender signified that no one from the four major families would take action again, and it also signified that the major sects would not take action again.

Faceless's personal strength is unknown, but his puppet strength is really powerful.

Among the people present, there were probably five people below the king level who could pose a threat to him.

The major sects did not intend to take action. There were only casual cultivators in the field, and some were eager to try.

That was an old man, very old.

When you first look at it, you will feel like it is exhausted.

"I, Taoist Kuchiki, please give me some advice, my faceless friend."

When Taoist Kuchiki spoke, his voice was weak and feeble, as if he was about to transform into Taoism at any time.

"Taoist Kuchiki? I have never heard of such a person in the Eastern Region. Could it be that he comes from somewhere else?"

Someone spoke up and said what was on their mind.

"I observe that this old man's spiritual energy is exhausted and his life is approaching. I am afraid that his time is running out and he may transform into a Taoist form at any time."

No need for this person to say.

Anyone with a little bit of vision at the scene can see that the old man, as his name suggests, rotten wood turns to dust, and wants to be with the breeze.

"Looking like this, he still wants to compete with Wu Mian. It seems that the old man is really desperate, otherwise he wouldn't have made such a move."

"To put it lightly, how can he compete with Faceless. If nothing else, the six divine generals in Faceless' hands alone are not existences that this person can fight against."

People were talking a lot, commenting and analyzing the situation on the court.

While everyone looked down upon the old man like duckweed, Zheng Tuo put down his wine glass and looked at Taoist Kuchiki.

"What a weird strength!"

Zheng Tuo looked at Taoist Kuchiki, his heart full of vigilance!

Not for anything else, but because of his Heavenly Dao mark, it felt like it was being threatened at this moment, causing uneasy fluctuations.

The mark of heaven is the mark of his life and is the source of all his power.

Moreover, the grade of the Heavenly Dao mark is so high that only the Heavenly Dao in the world of cultivating immortals can compare with it. It is an existence that transcends the natural mark.

now.

There is uneasiness coming from the mark of heaven, which means that the strange power of the other party can threaten him.

"Hehehe..."

Taoist Kuchiki chuckled softly, "Young friends, you can also see that my spiritual energy is exhausted and my life span is approaching, so I can only take action once."

Taoist Kuchiki said as he took out a spear made of tree branches in his hand.

The spear didn't look sharp at all, it was even rotten and broken, and the tip of the spear was seriously chipped.

The spear appeared, but it did not emit any aura belonging to the magic weapon.

It was like a dead tree, held in the old man's rough hands.

Facing the old man's attitude, Zheng Tuo became extremely serious.

Do not know why.

He felt that the dead wood spear gave him an extremely dangerous feeling.

Like stone tools, they may seem ordinary, but they are actually extremely lethal.

"Woodware!"

Baojing's voice came, speaking to Zheng Tuo.

"Woodware?"

Zheng Tuo repeated what Baojing said.

"Master, wooden tools, like stone tools, are special magic weapons. They were born in heaven and earth, experienced many hardships, and reached a state of returning to nature, because only in this state can they live forever."

Since the emergence of stone tools, precious mirrors have supplemented the knowledge of magic weapons.

Magical weapons belong to alternative beings, and they can also practice and improve their realm.

Like Yun Shuiyun, he is an innate spiritual treasure, but he can practice independently and reach the king level.

Baojing wants to improve himself, because only by improving himself can he help his master.

"Woodware!"

Zheng Tuo looked at the dead wood war spear in the hands of Master Kuchiki, and his whole body became more serious.

"My little friend, please take over."

Master Kuchiki slowly raised his dead wood war spear.

The movement was slow, like a rusty machine, and in the eyes of others, it was indescribably funny.

"With such an attack, you still want to fight Brother Wumian, old man, you underestimate me too much."

There is a sister who loves Wumian, and she couldn't help but say at this moment.

"Don't say too much, the other party is a late-stage out-of-body strongman after all, and maybe he has some tricks."

"What tricks can he have? It's ridiculous to rely on that dead wood."

The truth.

It is often not noticed by others.

The strong often disdain to argue with others.

The Taoist Xiumu didn't care about what the people around him said. He raised the dead wood spear and threw it at Zheng Tuo as if he had used up all his strength.

"Swish..."

The dead wood spear flashed a gray light.

When no one reacted, it appeared in front of Zheng Tuo in an instant.

"So fast!"

Zheng Tuo kept his full concentration, but even so, he still didn't react.

The whole person froze in place.

The dead wood spear pierced his mask, penetrating more than an inch, and didn't go any further.

The originally noisy fairy fighting field was instantly silent, and you could hear a pin drop.

The Taoist Xiumu, who was just mocked by everyone and was about to die, was incredibly fast.

None of the six gods in front of Wumian reacted.

Even Wumian himself did not seem to react.

Otherwise, the withered wood spear would not have been able to pierce his mask.

No one dared to point fingers at Taoist Xiumu. In a world where strength is respected, as long as you are strong enough, you will be respected by others even if you are a dog.

When Taoist Xiumu made a move, it was like thunder falling from the sky, which stunned everyone present.

Crack!

There was a crisp sound.

In this quiet immortal fighting field, it was particularly loud.

Everyone looked for the sound and found that the bitter smile mask on Wumian's face had cracks.

Crack!

The crisp sound continued to appear.

The bitter smile mask on Zheng Tuo's face began to crack inch by inch.

Finally.

In the expectant eyes of everyone, the crying and laughing masks all fell off, revealing the appearance that belonged to Wumian.

But...

The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment.

Zheng Tuo's crying and laughing mask fell off, and there was nothing in the place where his face used to be.

It was as clean as a piece of white jade, a pool of clear water, and a girl.

There were no facial features, let alone expressions.

"Puppet!"

Someone reacted immediately and told the secret.

"No way! From the beginning to now, the faceless body has never come. It just remotely controls the puppet to fight with everyone..."

"That's ridiculous!"

Some people felt very uncomfortable, but they didn't know where they were uncomfortable.

"As expected of the legend of the East Region, he can always hear thunder in silence, making everyone sigh, legend is like this."

Compared to everyone marveling at how different the faceless method is.

Zheng Tuo looked very serious.

He could feel how terrible the power of the wooden tool against his head was.

It can be said.

At this moment, it was the most dangerous time he had encountered since he set foot on cultivation.

If he was not wrong, the dead wood spear had the power to harm his soul.

Fortunately.

His soul was protected by the bronze mirror. Although the withered wood spear was strong, it was not possible to cause damage to him.

On the golden arena.

Taoist Xiumu remained standing in the same position.

He was like a wooden sculpture, motionless, without even a trace of breath.

"What's going on?"

Someone was puzzled and whispered.

"Why didn't Taoist Xiumu take action to cut off the body of the faceless puppet."

"You know, it's a competition now. If the faceless puppet is killed, it will be considered a defeat."

Everyone looked at Taoist Xiumu in confusion.

Taoist Xiumu still stood in the same place, motionless.

"Is Taoist Xiumu... dead?"

Someone raised such a question.

Although the question was bold, after it appeared, people couldn't help but think in that direction.

Because at this moment, Taoist Xiumu was standing quietly in the field, without any movement, without any breath, just like a dead person.

"What's going on?"

Zheng Tuo also expressed doubts.

Because he was in the field and could clearly feel that the breath of Taoist Xiumu... disappeared.

That's right.

The breath of Taoist Xiumu disappeared, as if he was dead, and there was no fluctuation.

No way!

Zheng Tuo moved slowly, avoiding the dead wood spear, and looked at Elder Huishu at the same time.

Huishu was also a little surprised to see this.

Because in his perception, Taoist Xiumu was indeed dead.

This was the first time he had seen such a thing happen in a game.

"In this game, faceless..."

Huishu stopped talking halfway, and then looked at the dead Taoist Xiumu with surprise on his face.

"Ahem..."

Taoist Xiumu, who was stiff, suddenly coughed and seemed to be alive again.

Such a scene surprised not only Huishu, but also the audience.

Even such great figures as Grandma Wa and God of Heaven, who were in high positions, showed doubtful expressions.

Because in their perception, Taoist Xiumu was indeed dead just now.

The spiritual energy in his body dried up, his soul was annihilated, and only his body was left to be eroded by time.

But now.

Taoist Xiumu actually survived, although he still looked old and might die at any time.

But he did survive.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm old and I fall asleep easily." Taoist Xiumu apologized.

"By the way, I was sleepy just now, but you didn't make a move, which shows that you have extraordinary temperament. Therefore, I lost this game."

After saying this, Taoist Xiumu put his hands behind his back, like an old man, and walked down the ring step by step and left the Immortal Fighting Field.

The scene changed too quickly, and everyone had no time to react before the game was over.

At this moment.

Everyone wanted to know how Taoist Xiumu did it, and even deceived the king-level strongmen into thinking that they were dead.

But Taoist Xiumu had already left.

This matter will definitely become a topic of conversation after the conference.

The Longevity Conference is still going on, but next, no one will come on stage to compete with Zheng Tuo.

The reason is naturally because they know that Wumian's real body will come in the future, and what will come is a puppet body.

If he makes a move now and defeats Wumian, it will be fine.

If he fails, he will be ridiculed and talked about, and become a stubborn stone on Wumian's road to legend.

Therefore.

Elder Huishu began to count down.

Three...

Two...

One...

After three countdowns, no one showed up to fight Wumian.

"I declare that the winner of the Longevity Conference is... Wumian."

As soon as the words fell, countless cheers rang out in the Immortal Fighting Arena.

It can be seen that Wumian's popularity in the Luoxian Sect is also very high.

After all, Wumian just relied on his puppet body to almost sweep away all opponents in the Out-of-Body Stage, and he can be called the first immortal under the King Level.