Grassroots Immortality

The battle on the No. 1 ring ended, as if it had sounded the horn for the end of all the rings.

In just one meal, the battles in the one hundred formations were all over.

The result of the battle surprised Lin Xian. The one hundred winning cultivators were all sect cultivators, and the one hundred eliminated cultivators were all independent cultivators.

Most of the independent cultivators not only failed and were eliminated, but also suffered serious injuries from the battle.

The most serious of them even had their bodies destroyed.

Such a scene also made many independent cultivators behind them want to give up.

Although there are rules that say that it is not allowed to easily destroy the cultivator's body, the battle cannot be like a competition, which can be stopped at the point.

In the end, of course, no cultivator was punished for this.

Seeing this situation, Lin Xian's eyes became cold.

The order of the battle must have been carefully allocated. None of the one hundred battles took place between sect cultivators or independent cultivators.

At this moment, even the independent cultivators who were watching the battle seemed to have discovered this problem.

They all had a feeling of grief for the dead, and their hearts were filled with anger. They were angry, but they did not dare to make any dissatisfaction, so they had to swallow their anger.

This is the case with casual cultivators. Although they are not bound and free, they have no background and are generally not as strong as the sect cultivators, and they are also the most vulnerable to bullying.

The fight did not stop at all because of the resentment of the casual cultivators. When the winners and losers were decided on all the arenas, the numbers of the next batch of fighting cultivators appeared on the formation again.

On the No. 1 arena, the number 1,227 appeared, which was also Lin Xian's number.

Lin Xian saw his number appear on the No. 1 formation, without any hesitation, he flashed and flew towards the No. 1 arena.

In this round of fighting, some casual cultivators have begun to give up, so the results of several arenas have come out directly.

On the No. 1 arena, Lin Xian is confronting a cultivator who has reached the great perfection of the late Jindan stage.

The cultivator looked disdainful and said sarcastically: "You shouldn't be on this stage. If you were, you wouldn't be hurt."

"But my Zixu Sect is the fourth-ranked sect in Cangyun Continent. I won't be like other sects, either seriously injuring you or destroying your body."

"As long as you admit defeat and leave, I won't hurt you. I don't know why you casual cultivators would come to join in the fun of the Three Cang Realms Competition. Don't you know how important this quota is to the sect?"

Lin Xian smiled slightly when he heard this. He replied: "Thank you for your kindness, fellow Daoist. Although I am a casual cultivator, I am quite interested in the sect ruins. I want to participate in the duel to see the style of the sect cultivators."

"It is also good to feel the gap between casual cultivators like me and sect cultivators. It is not a bad thing for future cultivation. Do you think what I said is right?"

The cultivator of Zixu Sect saw that Lin Xian did not appreciate his kindness and failed his kindness, and his face became unfriendly.

At the same time, he continued, "Okay, since you want to experience the style of our sect cultivators, I certainly can't let you down. In order to prevent outsiders from saying that our sect cultivators bully you independent cultivators, I will let you make the first move."

"This is also the style of our sect cultivators. You should watch carefully. Once I make a move, I will not hold back. You should be careful then."

The Purple Sun Sect cultivator looked down on him, as if as long as he made a move, Lin Xian would be either dead or injured.

"Your kindness is kind, and I will not refuse. I will make a move now. You should be careful."

After Lin Xian finished speaking, he opened his mouth and sprayed a soul-devouring mirror. Under Lin Xian's urging, the soul-devouring mirror suddenly turned into a golden light and shot quickly towards the Purple Sun Sect cultivator.

When the Purple Xu Sect cultivator saw Lin Xian spit out his life magic weapon, he was not in a hurry. He slapped his storage bag with his right hand, and a purple shield magic weapon suddenly appeared in front of him.

Under the urging of the Purple Xu Sect cultivator, the purple shield instantly grew larger and began to emit a bright purple light, blocking the Purple Xu Sect cultivator. It seems that this purple gold shield is not an ordinary thing, and its defense must not be bad.

Lin Xian sneered in his heart. This Purple Xu Sect cultivator is really good at calculating.

Such a treasure, ordinary casual cultivators can hardly cause any damage to it. Using this shield can disintegrate the opponent's fighting spirit, and then launch an attack, which will have a multiplier effect.

In just a few breaths, the Soul Devouring Mirror attacked the purple shield.

Suddenly, sparks flew, and golden and purple lights flourished.

At the same time, a sound of metal clashing sounded.

The golden and purple lights dissipated, and the Soul Devouring Mirror was also embedded in the purple shield a few inches deep.

Seeing this, the pupils of the Purple Xu Sect monk shrank.

His purple gold shield had amazing defensive power, and the magic weapons of ordinary monks could not hurt it at all, let alone cut into it a few inches deep.

It can be seen from this that the magic weapon of the monk on the opposite side must be extremely sharp, and it is not an ordinary casual cultivator at all.

At this time, the Purple Xu Sect monk also put away his contempt, and a trace of solemnity appeared in his eyes.

Just when the Purple Xu Sect monk was about to sacrifice his life magic weapon to launch a powerful attack on Lin Xian.

Lin Xian changed his hand gestures and muttered something.

Under Lin Xian's urging, the Soul Devouring Mirror began to rotate rapidly.

Suddenly, a harsh sound rang out, and sparks flew everywhere again.

The Purple Xu Sect cultivator said in his heart: Not good!

As a cultivator who has reached the great perfection of the late Jindan stage, the Purple Xu Sect cultivator has extremely rich experience in fighting.

A mouthful of blood spurted out and quickly merged into the purple shield.

After absorbing the blood of the cultivator, the purple shield once again emitted purple light. The shield that was originally about to be cut also showed its strong defensive power again.

No matter how the Soul Devouring Mirror rotates, the purple shield has purple light protection, and the attack of the Soul Devouring Mirror is also difficult to work for a while.

However, under the continuous cutting of the Soul Devouring Mirror, the purple light is also constantly flashing. It can be seen that the purple shield is ultimately unable to resist the cutting power of the Soul Devouring Mirror.

At this time, the Purple Xu Sect cultivator had already sprayed out his life-long magic weapon - a purple flying sword!

As soon as the purple flying sword appeared in the air, it directly turned into a purple light and shot towards the Soul Devouring Mirror.

In just a few breaths, the purple flying sword slashed on the Soul Devouring Mirror.

A metallic collision sound was heard, and golden and purple lights shone simultaneously.

The Soul Devouring Mirror slowed down its rotation after being slashed, and gradually stopped rotating.

The purple flying sword collided with the Soul Devouring Mirror, and was also bounced away by the rotating Soul Devouring Mirror.