Fantasy: I become stronger when I meet a strong opponent. My cultivation has no upper limit.

Whoosh whoosh~

The surrounding air flow roared crazily, and the wind roared in his ears. Ye Junlin took the lead at an incredible speed and ran straight out of the prairie.

In the next few pictures, Ye Junlin relied on his amazing luck, sometimes riding a mount, sometimes teleporting, passing through levels as if it was a joke, and soon reached the finish line.

Looking at the empty field and the golden hourglass with half the time remaining, Ye Junlin couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "Hey, I should have known to walk slower."

After saying that, he threw the dice back casually, and it happened to be another golden sixty points when it landed.

Gulu~

At this time, there was a gurgling sound in his stomach. Ye Junlin felt the hunger coming from his stomach and said: "After running around for so long, it's no wonder I'm a little hungry. It's time to reward myself with something to eat."

After all, he is currently in the lowest level of Qi training, where his cultivation is suppressed. It is normal for him to feel hungry after strenuous exercise.

On the other side of the mountain.

Liu Huangshu, the first island owner of Immortal Island, looked at the finish line shown in the pond, his face was still in shock, he was obviously stunned by this fast and fierce man!

Damn it, what kind of incredible luck is this? !

The dice probability is one in a thousand, and it can be triggered at will. The entire sprint process is smooth and smooth.

This is no longer Heaven's darling, this horse is God's biological father, right? ! !

Liu Huangshu felt complicated, but then he thought about it. When he set up this level, he took his personal luck into consideration!

After all, the battle between great avenues ultimately relies on luck. Among those who stood at the top of the pyramid in ancient times, which one was not a person with great luck? And those with weak luck, or even no luck, have long been submerged in the torrent of the times, without even a splash of water.

But even so, none of the big guys, including him, could stop the major catastrophe that year.

And now, a person whose luck is even worse than theirs is born in future generations. Doesn’t this mean that there is a turning point?

You know, luck is also part of strength!

놙It's this person's luck. It's really too good to be exaggerated깊...

Thinking about this, Liu Huangshu suddenly became enlightened, and his frowned brows relaxed. Just when he was about to show a happy smile, he suddenly looked at something for a second, his expression instantly froze on his face, and the corners of his mouth twitched one after another.

at this time.

In that empty field, there was a curl of smoke rising.

The fire was set up, and the bright flame was very strong.

Ye Junlin grabbed a large handful of meat skewers that he had prepared in advance from the storage ring. He turned them over and spread the sauce on them, humming a tune briskly in his mouth.

Not long after, the mouth-watering aroma of meat filled the air.

"Oh!"

Ye Junlin picked up the kebab and showed it in his mouth, eating it with gusto, his face full of enjoyment.

Seeing this, Liu Huangshu's eyelids jumped. At this moment, he wanted to rush over and grab Ye Junlin's collar. He roared with a ferocious expression: "What are you doing? Tell me what you are doing? This is the top inheritance in the Kunlun world. It’s a trial! Can you be more serious?”

However, due to his status as a senior, Liu Huangshu still tried his best to hold back.

“Actually, it’s good to enjoy yourself in time, which shows that he has a pure heart.

Liu Huangshu forced a smile, which was slightly stiff.

Next, Hong Qianye and Chen Xiao came to the finish line one after another.

The two of them were as tired as dogs and sweating profusely. Looking at the empty field in front of them, the silver-haired young man eating skewers leisurely, they felt an indescribable feeling in their hearts.

"Xiaohong, are you hungry?"

Ye Junlin picked up a fragrant chicken skewer and greeted enthusiastically: "Come over and eat chicken!"

Hong Qianye's face looked unnatural, and she always felt that these words sounded strange.

But he was really tired from running and a little hungry, so the kebabs delivered to him came just in time.

"Thank you Master!"

Hong Qianye walked over and caught the fragrant skewers. The meat of the skewers was fresh, smooth and tender. It tasted delicious with the sauce and cumin.

Seeing the master and apprentice showing off the barbecue, Chen Xiao, who was covered in a black robe and hood, had his throat squirming and swallowed hard.

Out of sight, Chen Xiao gritted his teeth and walked to a corner, sat cross-legged with his back to them, took out the Bigu Pill and swallowed it in his belly, secretly saying: "Humph, this is the correct way to cultivate immortality!"

As time went by, another group of people came one after another.

Among the crowd, Li Wujie had a gray face, disheveled hair, and looked in a miserable state, like a refugee who had escaped from a disaster. Suddenly he smelled the smell of meat in the air, his eyes widened, and when he looked towards the source, he saw two A familiar figure is eating barbecue.

"Hey, leave some for me!"

Li Wujie rushed forward, stretching out his hand to grab a large handful of skewers, saliva almost flowing out from the corners of his mouth, his eyes full of desire for food.

"Ada~!"

At the moment of lightning, a standard sideways kick came, sending Li Wujie flying more than ten meters, somersaulting several times, and then he fell heavily onto the noodles, eating his mouth full of sand.

Li Wujie grimaced in pain and lay on his head in confusion.

Why don't you just eat a kebab?

"Am I familiar with you? It's rude to grab food when you come here!" Ye Junlin snorted coldly, brushing his 깊떘 sleeves.

Li Wujie directly asked the question, holding back for a long time before he finally managed to say, "Master, Master, I am your third disciple, why don't you recognize me?"

Ye Junlin was stunned, and looked at Hong Qianye inquiringly, who nodded helplessly.

Case solved!

Ye Junlin pretended to cough a few times, and hurriedly stepped forward to help the third apprentice up, with an awkward smile: "Sorry, you have changed a lot."

"It's okay, I'm used to it."

Li Wujie smiled bitterly, pointed his finger forward, and asked in a rather polite and cautious tone: "Master, can I eat this?"

Ye Junlin blinked, "Yes."

Li Wujie rushed over and grabbed a handful of skewers, and ate them voraciously, with tears of excitement flashing in the corners of his eyes.

Ye Junlin stood by and said with emotion, "Xiao Li, if you come later, your master will be full, but don't worry, the rest will be given to you!"

Li Wujie paused in his skewers and raised his face, which was uglier than crying, "Master, you know how to comfort people."

Then.

As the sand in the golden hourglass was poured out, it also marked the end of this level.

The cultivators on the field were obviously missing more than half, so you can imagine how fierce the competition was.

"It is worthy of being a test from an ancient immortal. I hope I can get through this level." After experiencing the previous levels, Xue Wuhen completely put away his contempt and said solemnly.

At this time.

A majestic and mellow voice sounded in the sky of Yunxian Island, "This round of levels is over. Congratulations to the trialists who have successfully advanced. The first place winner will be baptized by immortal arts!"

Swish!

A brilliant immortal light shone on Ye Junlin, and countless auspicious auras burst out from his body.

"Wow!" The crowd exclaimed.

"After being baptized by this immortal art, you will be assisted by God in your cultivation in the future. Senior Ye's immortality is just around the corner." Xue Wuhen's eyes flashed with envy, knowing that this is something that is of great benefit to cultivators.

"Damn, what kind of shit luck does this guy have!?" Chen Xiao's eyes were red, his face was distorted, and he was almost crazy with jealousy.

Hong Qianye took a deep breath with a complicated expression. After all, he was ranked first. At this time, looking at the silver-haired young man bathed in the immortal light, it would be a lie to say that he was not jealous.

The brilliant immortal light dissipated.

Ye Junlin's expression was calm.

To be honest, for him with a golden finger, this thing is not as real as a skewer!

Li Wujie asked in confusion: "Master, aren't you happy?"

Everyone was also very surprised. If this kind of benefit were placed in the outside world, it would definitely cause the legendary immortal war with the collapse of the sky and the flow of blood, but why did Senior Ye not respond?

"Haha, I'm so happy!" Ye Junlin raised his hands and tried to get away with his poor acting skills.

Uh, so perfunctory...

Everyone was speechless.

In the yard, Liu Huangshu looked ugly, feeling that his dignity seemed to be insulted.

You know, the baptism of immortal arts just now, placed in the heyday of Kunlun Realm, was as precious as a gift from heaven. How many descendants of immortal emperors rushed to receive the initiation, which was of great benefit to their future practice.

Who would have thought that someone would have such a perfunctory attitude? !

Let's not talk about how exaggerated the reaction should be, such as screaming with excitement, or crying, or rolling on the ground with joy, but you have to have a flattered reaction, right?

The result is just like this? Huh?

Liu Huangshu suddenly felt like he was really feeding a dog...

After a while.

Above everyone's head, a majestic voice sounded again, "Now, the first round of levels is open, please go to a certain point."

Crack!

The vast mountain wall in front of them cracked, rumbling to both sides, and the sand and dust rolled, shaking the earth.

Everyone walked with a nervous look on their faces, wondering what kind of weird level this time?

Li Wujie ate the last few skewers while walking, and when he saw the scene in front of him, his eyes suddenly widened.

"This, this is..." Hong Qianye's scalp was a little numb, and he was in doubt.

“Hmm?” Ye Junlin, who was standing in the middle of the three people, stopped and fell into deep thought as his pupils reflected the dense, stick-like glowing energy bodies.