Honghuang: I am the patriarch of Qilin, I chose to retire at the beginning

"I admit defeat." Zhou Mei was also a calm woman.

Knowing that you can't break the defense of the turtle spirit, there is no need to get entangled, and you can still compete for the next round of places if you save your strength.

Gui Ling glanced at Qi Lin, and asked in a low voice, "Daoist Qi Lin, can I go?"

Qi Lin looked around and said lightly: "Is there anyone else who wants to challenge the turtle spirit?"

Under the primary stage of the holy realm, no one made a sound.

Fighting with this kind of tortoise is not flattering, so let her occupy a spot.

Seeing the people of Jujiao shining brightly, Yun Zhongzi looked around and flew to the ring.

"Explain and teach Yun Zhongzi, the first level of the Holy Land!"

As soon as these words came out, several challengers flew out instantly.

After all, the first level of the Holy Land is a soft persimmon, and it is not worth it.

Seeing several challengers, Qi Lin, who is a referee, said, "The two with the highest cultivation level will duel when this happens."

Yun Zhongzi showed a wry smile, feeling that he was not even qualified to challenge.

Immediately, Yun Zhongzi and several other challengers stepped off the ring.

Only the two monks with the highest cultivation level and the third level of the Holy Land were left on the field.

After the two reported their sect names to each other, they fought together.

In the end one of the ugly men won.

"Is there anyone challenging me?" The ugly man stood on the ring, presumptuously pretending to be aggressive.

"Lu Xiu, go up and learn his brilliant moves." At this time, the Dragon Emperor of Hualongzong directly appointed a master to compete on stage.

I saw a dark-skinned young man slowly flying onto the ring.

"Lu Xiu of the Dragon Transformation School, the third level of cultivation in the holy realm."

The ugly man nodded, and was interrupted by Lu Xiu just as he was about to introduce himself.

"I'm not interested in knowing your name, everyone just remember my name!"

As soon as the voice fell, a terrifying coercion rose around, quickly attacking the angry Lu Xiu.

Lu Xiu looked at the ugly man who was attacking like a beast, with a look of disdain on the corner of his mouth.

Run all the power to gather on one punch.

Fist to fist!

boom!

The loud noise that resounded through the world, accompanied by the ugly man's screams, lingered in everyone's ears.

At this moment, the ugly man fell to the ground, the corner of his mouth twitching, not knowing what he was talking about.

Lu Xiu soared into the air, gathered a ball of light with his hands, and quickly hit the ugly man.

Qi Lin's expression on the side changed, this Lu Xiu didn't take me as a referee at all.

boom!

Lu Xiu flew out like the ugly man just now, and fell to the ground moaning in pain.

"Fellow Daoist Qi Lin, you are going too far!" The Dragon Emperor released his cultivation at the peak of Dao.

Feeling a strong sense of oppression around him, Qi Lin frowned and said, "Don't think that you can run wild in Baiyue Holy Land just by breaking through to the peak of Dao."

Hearing Qi Lin's words, the Dragon Emperor snorted coldly, and immediately withdrew his coercion.

The current Baiyue Holy Land is the only Holy Land that exists in the entire Hongmeng Eastern Realm.

There are seven masters of law in the Holy Land, and with the addition of Holy Master Baiyue, a master of law, it is conservatively estimated that there are eight masters of law realm.

If they are offended, even the Hongmeng Dragon Clan will not be able to protect themselves.

Thinking of this, Dragon Emperor carried Lu Xiu back to the bottom of the ring.

After seeing the turmoil pass, Qi Lin said to everyone.

"The competition continues."

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After hundreds of battles, the ten strongest in the primary stage of the Holy Realm were finally selected.

No.1 is an unknown rogue cultivator, Ye Zhao. His swordsmanship is superb, and he won No.1 by chopping melons and vegetables all the way.

Of course, Qi Lin also immediately asked if he would like to worship Baiyue Holy Land.

Without saying a word, Ye Zhao nodded and agreed, and joined Baiyue Holy Land.

No.2 and No.3 are disciples of Baiyue Holy Land.

No.4 is Zhou Mei of Fire Lotus Sect

Fifth, No.6 is a genius from all sides of the world.

No.7 is Duobao, No.8 is Guiling, No.9 is Luxiu, and No.10 is Golden Winged Roc.

After the primary arena in the Holy Realm was over, everyone was very curious about Duobao and Guiling, and sent invitations one after another.

But both were rejected by the two of them, the loyalty of Jiejiao's direct disciples is beyond doubt.

Chapter 257

Seeing Duobao and Guiling who were very moved and refused, the leader of Tongtian couldn't help but nodded.

Seeing this Tongtian cast his eyes on Xuandu.

Zhunti and Jieying next to him also focused their eyes on Xuandu, with complicated expressions on their faces.

Xuandu used to be a Buddhist Buddha, but he didn't expect to be so downcast now.

"The Saint Realm Intermediate Group Arena has begun." Qi Lin announced.

Just as Qi Lin finished speaking, a young disciple from Baiyue Holy Land flew up.

"White Moon Holy Land, Zhang Xiaoning. Fifth level of Holy Land."

"Bai Ze, the alliance of prehistoric sects. The fourth level of the Holy Land."

Everyone was taken aback, the fourth level of the Holy Realm challenged the fifth level of the Holy Realm.

Bai Ze ignored everyone's surprised gazes, a dazzling white light rose from behind, and quickly shot forward.

Others despise Hong Huang's monks, but Zhang Xiaoning does not despise them. He has fought against Hong Huang's disciples in the White Moon Holy Land, and none of them are easy to use.

The glazed pagoda in Zhang Xiaoning's hand released a stream of light.

boom!

A deafening sound!

Before the dazzling light dissipated, the two had already fought hundreds of rounds in the air.

Seeing that he couldn't gain advantage in close combat, the white treasure sword in Bai Ze's hand released a ball of white light and quickly moved forward.

The glazed pagoda in Zhang Xiaoning's hand released a stream of light to protect the body.

boom!

The bright light released by the white treasure mirror hit the glazed pagoda fiercely, releasing a burst of bright light.

Dengdeng!

The two each took a step back to stabilize their bodies.

Bai Ze looked relaxed, while Zhang Xiaoning looked dignified.

Qi Lin, who was the referee, raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"This Zhang Xiaoning's talent is very good, but he has no actual combat experience. How can he be an opponent of Bai Ze who has experienced several catastrophes."

"If you take another move from me, if you can stand still, I'll be considered the loser." After saying that, Bai Ze concentrated his hands together, and thousands of lights rose from behind him.

The surroundings instantly turned into a mysterious starry sky, and countless stars quickly shrouded Zhang Xiaoning with the power of annihilating all things.

Zhang Xiaoning crazily moved the glazed pagoda above his head.

Suddenly, a mysterious blue lingered around Zhang Xiaoning.

boom!

Thousands of bright rays of light exploded on the entire arena, dust and gravel flew around, and the air waves generated by the terrifying aftermath caused the spectators to raise their spirit shields to protect their bodies.

When the dust cleared, Zhang Xiaoning fell to the ground with a pale face.

"I lost."

Just when Zhang Xiaoning had just conceded defeat, Bai Ze fell to the ground with a thud.

Everyone was in an uproar, they didn't expect that Bai Ze was acting, and he pretended to be so indifferent when he was clearly at the end of his strength.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoning was furious, spat out a mouthful of old blood, and passed out directly on the ring.

Seeing the two lying on the ground, Qi Lin immediately announced: "A draw."

"A draw?" Everyone present was surprised.

"Referee, it was Zhang Xiaoning who conceded the defeat, so Bai Ze should win this game." Someone objected from the field.

"The purpose of this competition is to select the disciple with the most potential, not to win or lose. You can use any means to win, but their strength is indeed similar." Qi Lin explained.

Everyone nodded, Zhang Xiaoning was just too young, he was tricked by Bai Ze's tricks, and hastily surrendered.

Elder Ding of Baiyue Holy Land breathed a sigh of relief, Zhang Xiaoning was his disciple, and the result of this decision was not too embarrassing.

Qi Lin sent Bai Ze to the arena, and said to Duobao, Gui Ling and others, "Take him down to heal his wounds."

Seeing this, Nuwa sighed. After all, Bai Ze was a member of the demon clan, and a ball of green light radiating vitality penetrated into Bai Ze's body.

"Take him down and heal his wounds!"

After Qi Lin saw the two leaving, he said loudly, "The competition continues."

"The Promise School, Zhao Tang! The sixth level of the holy realm."

After that, a thin man flew up.

"The youngest son of Sect Master Wuji, this person has a good cultivation base."

"In the past, the strength of the Wuji Realm was only ranked behind the top ten schools of thought. Although it is now changed to the Wuji School, its strength has not weakened."

Everyone in the field whispered to each other.

However, the contestants who participated in the intermediate stage of the Holy Realm looked at each other in blank dismay, and no one was willing to come up to learn.

"The White Moon Holy Land is as high as Ruyi, the sixth level of the Holy Land!"

The moment Zhao Tang entered the ring, Gao Ruyi suddenly exerted force on his feet, and flew forward like a cheetah.

Gao Ruyi pushed forward with both hands, and a spirit shield appeared in front of him.

Swish!

Gao Ruyi took a few steps back to stabilize her body.

The flying sword in Zhao Tang's hand, who was in control, drew a sharp cold light towards Gao Ruyi's face.

Gao Ruyi suddenly fired a spear from his hand!

I saw the long spear quickly drawing a few gun shadows in the air, and quickly shot towards the front.

The cold light of the sword shadow and the spear shadow intersected, and the entire arena shone with dazzling light.

Zhao Tang used his vast spiritual power with all his strength, and the long sword in his hand was covered by a burst of blue light. In an instant, a terrifying sword intent pierced the sky. Hit towards Gao Ruyi.

Seeing the menacing sword shadow, Gao Ruyi didn't choose to face it head-on, instead a phantom of an extraordinary armor appeared on his body.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and dazzling flames rose around, and the terrifying air waves generated distorted the surrounding space.

When the dust and light dispersed, Gao Ruyi lay on the ground recklessly.