Heavenly Lord Asura

The four people left, but the twelfth had always been biting Wutian.

"Boy, I heard that you are going to learn prohibition. If you are willing to give obsidian to this seat, I will teach you well. If not, hum, it will be useless to ask me then."

Wutian didn't pay attention to it, and flew on his own. With the command of the Great Venerable, I am not afraid that he will not teach.

"If you have a discussion, one person and half will be fine, and if you have anything in the future, such as fighting and destroying the sect, just come to me."

Seeing that the threat was useless, Old Twelve started to lure him, but Wutian refused to let in oil and salt, and refused to let him go.

"Wutian boy, you can't extract the black dazzling sacred stone, it's useless to take it, and it will be given to me in the future, it is better to give it to me now, you can sell a favor!"

Hei Yaoshi does not invade water and fire, no matter how advanced the cultivation is, it is useless. He can only rely on the mysterious prohibition to extract the Hei Yao Shenshi. He is the only one who understands the prohibition in the Asura Palace, so he is very confident and will look for it in the future. He helps.

"You don't need to worry about this."

Wutian sneered. With the little guy, the Yuan-swallowing frog, are you afraid that there is no way?

"You kid, why are you so stubborn!"

Old Twelve was very helpless. He had never seen such a difficult little guy. If it was someone else, he might have slapped him to pieces, but Wutian was a candidate appointed by the Lord, and even he did not dare to mess around.

Every day ignored him, and quickly swept towards the medicine field.

Here, the little guy and others have been waiting long ago, but except for the little guy, everyone else is gloomy, with an extremely ugly face, staring at the little guy, with anger in his eyes.

The beautiful woman wondered: "What's the matter?"

"It's not this little thing, it's just a greedy little devil. Treasures such as elixir and spiritual weapons were all looted by it. We didn't get anything except some secret codes."

A big man stared at the little guy, his eyes full of anger, and he seemed to want to smash it.

The three beautiful women were stunned, staring at the little guy weirdly, and then looking at Wutian. The two are worthy of being good brothers, their virtues are exactly the same, and they are both shameless to the extreme.

The woman in Caiyi smirked and said, "Hehe, so many of you can't beat a little beast. It's really useless."

"But it's faster than us, and you can't catch it if you don't keep your hands!"

The nineteen elders called a grievance in their hearts. The nineteen of them were unable to catch this little **** when they shot together before. If they can kill, it won’t be enough. The key is that they can’t move the truth, but instead they are ruthlessly playing. Played a bit, really frustrated.

"Then have you found the Tome of the Devouring Spirit?"

What beautiful women want most is this vicious magic book, not for real cultivation, but there are some points in it that are worth learning, and perhaps it can open up a different practice method.

A dozen elders shook their heads.

"It seems that Huo Yunzi and Huo Zhenren took care of them personally!" The beautiful woman wrinkled her brows and said, "You go back first!"

"Yes!"

The two destructions were completed, and the rest of the war, they were not qualified to intervene at all, so they opened the gate and left without hesitation.

"Let's go too, the war will only really begin next!"

Old Twelve pointed a finger, a golden light shone, and the back door opened quickly, and Wutian four people walked in one after another.

Huoyunzong followed the footsteps of Yanzong, and the base was destroyed. The elixir, secret code, tactics, and weapons were looted, and even the spirit veins were not left. Even if Chiyanzi and Huoyunzi were not dead, Will be reduced to the second and third sect, it is difficult to have the opportunity to stand up.

Moreover, it only took half a day, half a day's effort to destroy two first-class sects, the strength of the Asura Palace is really terrifying!

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On the edge of the Dragon God Mountain Range, countless young talents collect prey from within.

Only the first fifty people who have hunted a hundred heads to reach the consummation period can enter the second round of finals. Such a test will not hinder individual geniuses much, but for ordinary disciples, there is a huge risk.

The Dragon God Mountain Range is the base camp of monsters. Even if it is on the edge, the monsters that have reached the perfection stage are in groups, and there are many monsters of the early stage of a hundred dynasties.

In the face of a monster beast that has reached the full stage, the same disciple may be able to kill it easily, but if faced with hordes, even those of the hundred dynasties can only retreat.

What's more, among these disciples, the one with the highest cultivation level also reaches the consummation period. Moreover, in order to win the only 50 places, most of the people with high cultivation level will not care whether you are in the same class or not, but only care about yourself.

Those who have a low cultivation base can only try their luck.

There are also many people who choose to team up, share the hunted prey, and even join hands to hunt other people participating in the competition to **** the loot. If you are lucky, you can get a large number of monster beast corpses at a time. This method is relatively relatively speaking. Fast.

Therefore, here, the danger of monsters is second, and the same kind is the biggest threat!

Thousands of miles away from the edge of the Dragon God Mountain Range, there is a vast and boundless plain, bald, without a single weed. The most weird thing is that the soil here is dark red, as if it is soaking in the blood all year round.

On top of it, there were full of figures, and there were more than 10,000 people, but they were silent, very silent, some had their eyes like torches, gazing at the Dragon God Mountain Range, and some closed their eyes to recuperate the body and mind.

"Buzz"

Suddenly, the void in the center area began to vibrate, and then golden light shined, a gate opened, four figures walked out of it, and the back gate quickly closed.

It was Wutian Four who walked out of the gate.

The appearance of a few people immediately attracted a lot of attention. Those who closed their eyes and meditated also opened their eyes and looked over, but only glanced slightly, then looked away, or closed their eyes again, only a few people , His eyes are always staring here, staring at Wutian.

Feeling someone peeping, Wutian looked over, his eyes flickered, the corners of his mouth lifted, and a sneer sneered, and then followed the three beautiful women toward the site of the Shura Temple.

It was Chi Yanzi, Yan Zhen, Huo Yunzi, and Huo Zhenren who spied Wutian.

The gazes of the few people looking at Wutian were full of intense murderous intent. This caused the closed eyes of the crowd to open their eyes again, looked at a few people, and then at the white-haired young man. A trace of doubt emerged.

The Great Venerable asked: "Is everything done?"

The beautiful woman nodded and said: "Both the base areas have been destroyed, and there is the old twelfth locked party, they will not receive any news."

The Great Venerable nodded and looked at Wutian, "This is what I said, and you should be satisfied now!"

Unexpectedly, Wu Tian shook his head, looked at Chi Yanzi and others, murderous flashes, the meaning was obvious.

"Don't worry, if you can, I will immediately lead the people and behead them all!" The Great Venerable is full of domineering, this tone is as simple as pinching an ant.

Wutiandao: "It's not too late to wait until I get the plasma."

"Are you so sure?"

The corner of Wutian's mouth was lifted, his expression was full of confidence, and then he swept toward the eight people next to the Great Venerable, his pupils shrank slightly. From these people, he felt a breath that was not lower than that of a woman in colorful clothes, and was more beautiful The woman and the Great Venerable are slightly inferior, and it is expected that they should be the other eight Venerables.

Then, looking at the dozens of elders behind a few people, each of them brought him a strong crisis. The strength of these people was unfathomable, and even a few of them had reached the stage of divine transformation.

At the same time, these people are also looking at Wutian, with white clothes and white hair. Although they look ordinary, they have extraordinary temperaments. Facing existences stronger than themselves, they do not see a trace of fear, neither humble nor overbearing, calm and composed, especially when they see the face. With a confident expression, he nodded.

"This son has a good temperament, and it seems that the Great Venerable has not looked away."

Everyone couldn't help but nodded, even the other eight venerables couldn't help but look at them with admiration.

Half a day has passed since the first round of the game. There are many powerful seekers among them. The tasks may be almost completed, and this son can still have such confidence. They all began to look forward to it. They want to see this son. It is true. He is confident and capable, but pretending to be calm.

"Someone is back!"

At this time, the clamor suddenly broke out, and saw a dozen young men and women galloping in, ragged and bloodstained, each with a mustard bag in each hand. Obviously, these people have completed their task.

"is her!"

Sweeping through these people, Wutian's gaze was fixed on a purple-clothed woman who was precisely the tide that framed him.

Wutian was puzzled and surprised. He was very clear about the strength of Tide. At the beginning, there was only the early stage of Tiaomai, but at this moment they were the first to complete the task, and their clothes were intact, with only sporadic blood stains, which looked better than the others. But also easy.

"Tuomai is over!"

Wutian's gaze flickered, half a year later, Tide's strength has reached the completion period of the expansion of the veins, and it is several times faster than his speed, which is really unimaginable.

"There is a weird breath in her body, it should be the remnant soul of the ethereal child!" The little guy voiced.

Hearing this, there is no real sense, if this is the case, then everything can be explained.

Chao Shi also seemed to notice Wutian, and smiled, but this smile was full of resentment and disdain.

In the battle of Bibo Mountain, this person brought a great humiliation to herself, which will be unforgettable forever, so when she became the carrier of the remnant soul of the ethereal son, she was always thinking about how to avenge Wutian.

She was so disappointed that she didn’t see Wutian in the Baizong Contest~www.wuxiaspot.com~. She didn’t expect to show up at this moment. She seemed to be participating in the contest, so she smiled. She was here for the shame she suffered in the past. Doubled back in a competition. Moreover, she has enough self-confidence, with her own strength at this time, she can definitely defeat him easily, and then she will be humiliated.

Wu Tian saw this in his eyes, but there was no emotion at all, very calm.

"Great Lord!"

Except for Tide, these people are all disciples of the Shura Hall. On their chests, there are three small golden characters "Xu Luo Hall!" engraved on their chests. They expressionlessly walked to the Great Venerable and knelt down on one knee. Bye, offer the mustard bag with both hands.

The Great Venerable nodded, without speaking, an elder stood up behind him, took a dozen mustard bags, and after checking, nodded to the former.

"Retreat to the sidelines for recuperation and prepare for the second round of competition," the Great Venerable said lightly.

"Yes!"

A dozen people responded, then stepped back behind the elders, sat on the ground, and began to repair their injuries. From the beginning to the end, they didn't even look at Wutian. Maybe because they were unfamiliar, or even disdainful!