I was forced to control the world of cultivating immortals

Seeing Zhang Dameng fleeing in embarrassment in the ring, everyone from Leihuomen cheered.

Compared to Leihuomen's cheers, everyone in Yijianmen looked solemn.

But amidst the dignified expression, there was no worry at all.

Zhang Dameng struggled to support himself under the opponent's attack.

But soon people discovered that Zhang Dameng had gradually become full from his initial distressed appearance.

What does this mean? This means that Zhang Dameng has adapted to the opponent's attack rhythm.

Seeing Zhang Dameng adapting to the opponent's attack rhythm, Ye Nan was a little surprised.

Ye Nan, as a master who fights across the border, naturally knows how difficult it is to do such a thing.

This is honed on the edge of life and death again and again.

Seeing the look in Ye Nan's eyes, Bai Linglong showed a complacent expression.

The opponent was just a monk from the fourth heaven of immortality, but during the training, Bai Linglong was directly thrown into the lair of beasts in the fifth heaven of immortality by Zhang Dameng.

There were even times when Bai Linglong thought that Zhang Dameng was about to fall.

However, Zhang Dameng had escaped from the brink of death.

Zhang Dameng naturally knew his own situation, his talent was limited, and he didn't have any deep background.

If you want to change your own destiny, you can only risk your own life.

During the month of this experience, Bai Linglong had a new understanding of these monks who were at the bottom of the Immortal Cultivation Pyramid.

If those immortal cultivators are treasures of heaven and earth, then these ordinary monks are weeds that can be seen everywhere on the roadside.

They don't have shining light or magical effect, but they have the strong vitality of "wild fire is inexhaustible, and spring wind blows and regenerates".

Although Zhang Dameng has adapted to the opponent's attack rhythm, he can only remain undefeated.

"It seems to have reached the limit."

Zhang Dameng knew that he had reached his limit at this time.

The Leihuomen disciple saw that he was a small realm higher than his opponent, but he couldn't beat his opponent for a long time.

As a result, his face became even colder, and he turned into a fire dragon and a fire tiger by using the power of thunder and fire to attack Zhang Dameng.

Under the attack of one dragon and one tiger, Zhang Dameng became embarrassed again.

The Leihuomen disciple looked at Zhang Dameng and showed a cruel smile, and then he stared at the flame sword in front of him into nothingness.

The palm shining with the power of thunder and fire hit Zhang Dameng's chest.

Obviously, the Thunder Fire Sect disciple wanted to trade injuries for injuries.

For him who has a realm advantage, this is obviously a very wise and courageous idea.

puff!
Zhang Dameng's flaming sword energy fell on the disciples of the Leihuomen, splashing a few flowers of blood.

At the same time, the palms of the Leihuomen disciples who contained the majestic thunderfire power had already touched Zhang Dameng's chest clothes.

With such a powerful and heavy palm, if Zhang Dameng got it, he might lose his fighting power on the spot.

The disciples of Thunder Fire Sect were all looking forward to Zhang Dameng's defeat.

Zhang Dameng's expression was serious, and his hands quickly formed seals.

"Emperor Yan, now!"

Following Zhang Dameng's angry shout, a flame storm formed in the middle of the ring.

The powerful flame power made the surrounding air hot.

Feeling the horror of the flame storm, the Leihuomen disciples could only give up the attack that was about to succeed.

So he withdrew and backed away, once again distanced himself from Zhang Dameng.

Flame storms come and go quickly.

As the flame storm dissipated, a fairy sword shining with fiery red light flew out of it.

This fairy sword is fiery red, three feet three inches long, and the sword grid is in the shape of a flame, and the nine fire lines on the sword are burning with flames.

At this time, among the nine fire patterns, only one was shining.

The fairy sword lingered around Zhang Dameng's upper and lower ranges, exuding a joyful mood.

This shows that this fairy sword has an extremely extraordinary spirituality.

The material of a magic weapon determines its lower limit, but the strength of its spirituality determines its upper limit.

From the performance of this fairy sword, Ye Nan knew that it was a fairy sword with an infinite future.

With this fairy sword as the foundation of Zhang Dameng, his path of cultivating immortality will be extremely smooth.

"He was very lucky and found a piece of Shouyang copper."

Bai Linglong said to Ye Nan from the side.

Ye Nan is no stranger to the name Shouyang Copper.

Because this is the most top-level refining material among the fire-attributed heavenly materials and earthly treasures, not one of them.

In Ye Nan's memory, there is even an artifact made of Shouyang Copper.

That is the Xuanyuan Sword, the first sword of the emperor's way, used by the sage of the human race, the Yellow Emperor.

"Shouyangtong's spiritual power is beyond his ability for a little fairy, so I put nine seals on this fairy sword."

Bai Linglong added another sentence.

With the appearance of Yandi Sword, Zhang Dameng's combat power soared instantly.

The Emperor Yan Sword shone with flaming sword energy, turning into sword shadows all over the sky, and tightly locked the disciples of the Thunder Fire Sect inside.

However, the surrounding Leihuomen disciples also showed unprecedented resilience in the face of Zhang Dameng's attack.

Even at the cost of being burned into a roast chicken by Zhang Dameng's Yandi sword, he dealt Zhang Dameng a heavy blow.

This competition of cultivation level finally turned into a battle of willpower between the two sides.

In the end, Zhang Dameng won this competition by relying on his more tenacious willpower.

Zhang Dameng, an unknown little figure in the world of cultivating immortals, has finally joined the ranks of monks who can fight across borders.

Although he only crossed a small realm, this is something that nine-level nine monks cannot do.

After the game was announced to win again with Yijianmen, the scarred Zhang Dameng stood quietly on the ring like a majestic statue.

"Go and get Zhang Dameng next!"

"Go and help your big brother down!"

Ye Nan and Bai Linglong said in unison.

With the two people's cultivation in the realm of Immortal Venerable, it is natural to see that Zhang Dameng has reached the limit at a glance.

After hearing Ye Nan and Bai Linglong's orders, Zhang San and the others, who were already on fire, rushed onto the ring.

At this time, although Zhang Dameng was standing on the ring, his pupils had already reached the edge of laxity.

"I... did I win?"

He looked at the familiar faces of Zhang San and others who came to meet him, and Zhang Dameng asked in a murmur.

As a big brother of Yijianmen, can you embarrass the second elder and Yijianmen?

"you win!"

Zhang San said to Zhang Dameng.

After getting an affirmative answer, Zhang Dameng's eyes went dark and he passed out completely.

As the saying goes, there is no repeat, and the Leihuo sect master who has lost two games in a row is completely angry.

This time, he did not stop Ren Piaomiao, who had already stood up beside him.

As Ren Piaomiao got up, everyone's attention was focused on this young genius of Thunder Fire Sect.