The left space, the right thunder method, the wish of immortality is in the heart

"Ancestor Lei, Supreme Elder."

After Li Xun appeared in mid-air, he hurriedly took out the light wind boat and stepped on it, then saluted with great respect.

He was in the middle stage of foundation building, and he was not a golden elixir monk. He couldn't levitate in mid-air at all. If he wanted to fly, he had to use a flying magic weapon.

"Xun'er."

Hearing Patriarch Lei's voice full of master-disciple friendship, Li Xun suddenly got goosebumps.

We haven't seen each other for seven or eight years, why do you suddenly think of yourself as your apprentice? It must be something bad.

Although he couldn't figure out what was going on, he still said respectfully.

"Ancestor Lei."

At this time, the middle-aged man with fish scales on his face looked at the awkward two people and said casually.

"This little friend, aren't you a disciple of Lei Changshu?"

Li Xun glanced at the middle-aged man with fish marks on his face, and then saw the livid Ancestor Lei, and said.

"Senior, I am the registered disciple of Patriarch Lei."

"Oh, that's fine."

After the middle-aged man with the fish pattern finished speaking, he picked up a glass of wine and began to drink it slowly.

The Supreme Elder who was opposite him moved his lips slightly, and then Master Shi flew in from a distance, followed by more than a dozen foundation-building monks in Taoist robes.

These foundation-building monks formed a formation in mid-air, and as the formation moved, a spiritual light rose into the sky.

Then, the life and death platform in Shangcheng District slowly rose from the ground.

The rumbling sound resounded throughout the world, and the nearly [-] monks who were watching all made space for the platform of life and death to pass.

Such a scene has never been seen by those people from the Siren Clan, not even the human monks watching in Crescent Moon City.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the huge platform of life and death was suspended above the Ten Thousand Thunder Celebrations. Master Shi waved his hand, and the dozen foundation-building monks retreated behind him.

Li Xun also stood behind Ancestor Lei with a woman and a man behind him.

This woman stood in mid-air, her golden elixir level cultivation unobstructed. Her appearance is somewhat similar to that of Ancestor Lei. She cannot be said to be beautiful, but can only be said to be heroic.

Although he was wearing a moon-white palace attire, his resolute face, embracing arms, and sharp aura emanated from his body.

As for the male disciple, he had thick eyebrows and big eyes, a calm expression, and closed his eyes to rest.

He held a long sword in his arms, wore a worn Taoist robe, and stepped on the void.

The mana fluctuations on his body were three points stronger than that of the woman.

Li Xun probably knew the identities of these two people, but he didn't know their names, so he had to bow and stand silently behind them.

Ancestor Lei saluted the Supreme Elder and fellow Taoist Yu, then stood on the stage of life and death and said.

"Everyone, just listen to me.

In the past ten years, the Yin Ghost Sect has been coming fiercely, occupying a small half of our sea area of ​​​​Wandao, hunting monks and mortals everywhere, and turning them into ghost objects.

Especially in recent years, the behavior has become more severe.

Today, I, the Grand Elder of the Ten Thousand Islands Alliance, will speak out, together with the Elder of the God Transformation of the Siren Tribe, Fellow Daoist Fish. Let's discuss and sign a peace contract to free up our hands to fight the Yingui Sect to the death.

But this contract naturally has a master and a slave.

The next three competitions will decide whether the leader or deputy will be the leader. "

Everyone had different expressions on their faces when they heard this.

The Jindan monks looked relaxed and smiled.

Golden elixir monks have always been the backbone of the human race in the Ten Thousand Islands Sea Area. After mastering the natal magic weapon, the combat power of the human monks will increase several times, and the ordinary sea monster clan and Yingui Sect monks can compete with each other.

Now, once the peace contract is signed, they can free up time to have a good fight with the ghost cultivators of the Yin Gui Sect.

Compared to the materials on the Siren Clan, the storage bags of the Yin Ghost Sect monks are more exciting.

The monks in the Qi refining stage and the foundation-building monks are very worried.

The monks hunted by the Yin Gui Sect were ordinary Qi-refining monks and foundation-building monks. Earlier, they could find some connections and send some heavy gifts to separate themselves from the battle on the Feiyu Islands.

After the peace contract between the human and demon clans is signed, there will not be so many wars except for the Feiyu Islands.

Further back, it seemed that there was no way to escape.

At this time, Ancestor Lei’s voice came again.

“If our human race wins, we can take back the outer sea area of ​​​​the southern sea area, so that we can obtain more resources to train monks and fight against the Yingui Sect.

If the demon clan wins, then our human clan will take the initiative to retreat three thousand miles. "

As Patriarch Lei said, he glanced at Li Xun and the others, and then looked at the three people next to the fellow Taoist Fish.

The leader was a fish man with blue fish scale skin. He had a three-pronged fork in his hand, which looked extremely rough, and the mana fluctuations on it were even more astonishing.

The fierce glare in their eyes stared at Li Xun and the others, and they also showed strange smiles from time to time.

On the second day, there was a huge roc bird covered with feathers. This roc bird did not have any human shape at all, standing in mid-air with its wings folded.

The last person is a shrimp soldier. His hands are like two large pliers. There is a long gun in the left pliers. He wears a magic weapon armor and spits out a string of bubbles from time to time.

Except for the shrimp soldier, the remaining two demon cultivators are all sixth-level demon beasts, which is the cultivation of the middle stage of the golden elixir.

The cultivation level of the shrimp soldier was only that of a fifth-level monster and the early stage of the Golden Core.

However, Pengniao's bloodline was actually very noble, so that he could only maintain the original form of a demonic beast in the middle stage of the Golden Elixir, and could not transform into a partial human form.

Compared with the shrimp soldiers, the blood of the fishmen seems much ordinary, and only then did they obtain a partial human form.

Monsters are based on blood. The higher the quality of the blood, the closer they are to their ancestors, and their own strength will be higher.

The problem that comes with it is that it becomes more difficult to transform.

Monsters with ordinary bloodline can roughly look like human monks when they reach the golden elixir stage.

As for some monster beasts that contain the blood of true spirits and immortal beasts, if they want to transform into human form, it is hard to say what level of cultivation they need.

Therefore, the most powerful person on the Siren clan's side should be the Pengniao, while the weakest one should be the shrimp soldier.

"In the first competition, my human race sent Lei Fengling."

After Ancestor Lei finished speaking, the girl who looked slightly similar to him took two steps forward and landed on the platform of life and death.

After taking the stage, the girl's palace attire turned into a compact moon-white outfit after a burst of magic light flashed, and she stood there smartly and neatly.

The fish-man opposite twisted and landed on the platform, then took a deep breath and became nearly two feet tall, with the fish scales on his body shining with mana.

The referee was originally Patriarch Lei, but for some reason, he was replaced by Master Shi.

"My lord Lei Fengling, please be polite."

"I'm down here, Yu Lan."

The two simply announced their names.

With a crackle, Lei Fengling's body was wrapped in a layer of lightning armor. A sharp intention shot up into the sky, and then she launched a three-foot-long blue flying sword. With a wave of her arm, it turned into a giant sword. , stabbing towards the fish-man.

The fishman opposite swung the three-pronged fork in his hand, blocking the blue flying sword in mid-air.