Peerless Taoist Body

"you!"

The person who was not eliminated stared at the white-faced scholar who had just made a move with resentment on his face. He almost died under the claws of the ghost. If he hadn't hidden some tricks, he would have been seriously injured at this moment.

"No need to thank me. If I let you fight on your own, you may not win."

The white-faced scholar said sadly.

"Damn it, I am Shen Feizhou of the Wanxiang Sect of the Eastern Region, and I have the guts to leave your name!"

"Witch God Cult, Han Feng!"

Shen Feizhou was stunned when he heard this, then sneered and said: "What a witch god sect, I've never heard of it, it's just a villain who attacks from behind!"

The Wanxiang Sect is a major sect in the Eastern Region, a top sect with a status comparable to that of the Taoist Academy. As the proud son of the major sect, Shen Feizhou has the arrogance of a major sect, and is very disdainful of Han Feng and the Wushen Sect where he belongs.

It's a pity that Shen Feizhou miscalculated. Not many people had heard of the Witch God Sect a year ago, but in this year, its notoriety has spread throughout all major regions!

"Haha, isn't the big sect great?"

Han Feng had a cruel look on his face, and his slender palms kept flashing with strange green fire. The cold aura made Shen Feizhou's body shiver, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

Seeing him like this, Han Feng's face became even more mocking, and the two parties did not fight again after all.

At this point, Ye Chen's arena has also decided on the last ten people. All of these ten people are in the spiritual sea realm. The geniuses who are still polishing in the spiritual orifice realm have no advantage in this battle.

Among these ten people, there are two from the Taoist Academy, namely Ye Chen and You Luofan.

After a while, as the last person was eliminated, only one hundred and twenty people remained on the twelve stages.

Almost all of the one hundred and twenty people have set foot in the Spiritual Sea Realm, and only four of them are in the Spiritual Aperture Realm. However, the aura exuded by these four people is not weaker than that of the geniuses in the Spiritual Sea Realm next to them.

One of them is Gu Lian, whom Ye Chen is familiar with.

"Both Cao Ang and Su Cheng were eliminated. Unexpectedly, Gu Lian persisted until the end. It seems that after the separation, she will have other opportunities."

Ye Chen looked at Gu Lian on the opposite side of the ring in slight surprise.

The spiritual aura emanating from her body was only that of the Mid-Chou Heaven Realm, but there was an astonishing soul pressure surging between her eyebrows, making people around her fearful of her.

Gu Lian has suddenly entered the ranks of soul cultivation, and has broken through the soul realm and reached the out-of-body realm, which is equivalent to the spiritual sea realm of spiritual cultivation.

However, the methods of soul cultivation are even more bizarre and difficult to detect.

As for the other three, they are also very extraordinary, and they all have the strength to compete with the geniuses of the Spirit Sea Realm present.

At this time, Yan Sheng, dressed in black robes, came to the middle of the twelve arenas and said: "The first part of the battle for luck is over, let's move on to the second part!"

After saying that, he summoned one hundred and twenty palm-sized ancient jade tablets and shot them at everyone.

"Use your blood and essence to carve your name on this jade plaque!"

Yan Sheng's faint voice reached everyone's ears. No one hesitated, and they all forced out a trace of blood to carve their names on the jade plaque.

The same was true for Ye Chen. When his name was engraved on the jade plaque, there was actually a trace of connection between him and the jade plaque.

When everyone engraved their names on the jade tablets, all the jade tablets suddenly made a ringing sound, and then they all flew towards Yan Sheng in the air.

One hundred and twenty jade cards engraved with bloody names formed a complete set of card books in the air and fell into Yan Sheng's hands.

"These jade tablets were made from the bones of twelve real dragons killed by the ancient Emperor Xuanyuan. Only the truly peerless geniuses can leave their names."

Yan Sheng's deep and vast voice spread throughout the Imperial City.

Everyone understood the origin of this jade plaque and what it meant to be listed on the jade plaque.

"Today, the Human Imperial City has listed the true dragons, and the people on the list are the true dragons of our human race!"

This sound echoed in the sky above Renhuang City, and the jade tablet book in Yan Sheng's hand flew out, turning into a celestial monument and standing outside Renhuang City for the world to look at!

"Sheng Yan, on this True Dragon List, do latecomers have a chance?"

A young man outside the barrier who had just been eliminated asked with a look of reluctance.

"On the true dragon list, only true dragons can be on the list!"

Yan Sheng replied calmly.

"Thank you Yan Sheng for your guidance!"

The young man swept away the decadent air of being eliminated and looked firmly at the True Dragon Talents on the twelve arenas.

The remaining young prodigies who were eliminated all started fighting fiercely. Who is the real dragon? Who is Jiaolong? There is ample time.

And how can the real dragon standing in the ring now be afraid of the challenge from a group of dragons in the future? They are here today, destined to shine brightly and become famous everywhere!

"Buzz!"

The twelve arenas suddenly erupted with streams of pure golden energy pouring into the bodies of many True Dragon Prodigies, helping them quickly recover from their injuries.

"The power of curiosity is a powerful medicine!"

Ye Chen carefully felt the strange energy pouring into his body. Every part of his body became active, and a large amount of life energy surged out. The spiritual power in the spiritual sea was like boiling hot water, setting off huge waves. Outside the nine [spiritual vortexes], a tiny vortex of spiritual power is slowly taking shape.

Within a few breaths, everyone's aura returned to its peak. Shen Feizhou, who could not afford to be seriously injured, instantly regained the arrogance of a large disciple and looked at Han Feng at the side provocatively.

"hehe."

Han Feng grinned, a dark will-o'-the-wisp flashed in his eyes, and a violent aura was brewing in it, like a man-eating beast!

At this time, Yan Sheng said: "Okay, it's time to decide the last twelve true dragon kings!"

"The rules of the second game are very simple. You can randomly choose your opponents to fight in pairs. The winner will go up and the loser will go down!"

"Which of you comes first?"

As Yan Sheng's voice fell, the final battle of fate officially began!

"Haha, I'll go first!"

The Wanxiang Sect's Shen Feizhou swept out of the arena and arrived above the twelve arenas.

He looked at the white-faced scholar Han Feng with unruly eyes and said, "You villain from the Witch God Sect, come up!"

"Haha, since you are so anxious to seek death, I will help you now!"

Han Feng's figure flashed, and the next moment he appeared opposite Shen Feizhou.

"Despicable villain, let me show you what it means to be a disciple of a great sect!"

Shen Feizhou shouted coldly, and the spiritual sea inside his body stirred up. Countless spiritual powers converged on his palm, and a crystal clear glass palm mark struck Han Feng fiercely.

"Low-level spiritual skill at the heaven level—Flowing Light Palm Kill!"

"A small trick, a ghostly fire!"

Han Feng smiled contemptuously, and several strange green fires flew out and hit the flying glass palm prints.

"Pfft!"

In just a few breaths, the glass palm print was burned away by the ghost fire, leaving no trace left.

"I'll send you on your way!"

Han Feng laughed ferociously, the nails on his ten fingers grew rapidly, strange netherworld fires emerged, and the aura around him surged rapidly.

"High-grade heavenly skill—Netherworld Ghost Claw!"