Mortal's journey to immortality

The first high platform: fifty-one, thirty; twenty-two, forty-seven; four, eighteen; thirteen, fifteen;

The second high platform: thirty-eight, fifty-nine; one, forty-six; nine, thirty-two; twenty-seven, sixty-three;

......

Green light flickered like flowers in bloom, and huge numbers flashed out continuously and almost at the same time. Wang Lu's numbers finally stopped at the fifth high platform, the last group: twenty, forty-three.

Wang Lu didn't know the other people's numbers, but his blood was boiling. No matter what the last group was, he still had to fight and win.

Wang Lu didn't know it, but it didn't mean that others didn't know it either. On the second floor of the attic, when his number appeared, Shi Xun glanced at the head of the Kang family, one of the five major families of the Four Beast Sect.

On the 20th, Kang Xuan, the most outstanding genius disciple of the Kang family today.

Kang Xuan, the peak cultivation level of the late Golden Core, has Tianling Jinlinggen, which is completely consistent with the Kang family's heaven-level mid-level martial arts "Jianshan Gong" and the heaven-level low-level magical power "Sword Mountain" specially tailored for "Jianshan Gong". "Light Separating Dust Jue", the two complement each other and are powerful. One sword divides dust, one sword turns dust, and one sword brings out dust. This is the essence of magical power.

Kang Zhuang, the head of the Kang family, sensed Shi Xun's gaze, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Originally, he was worried that Kang Xuan would meet a strong opponent in the first round, but luck was quite good, it was just Fu Lou.

"Tin Ming" is indeed surprisingly fast, but he fully believes in Kang Xuan's extraordinary swordsmanship. The five and a half layers of "Sword Light Dividing Dust Technique" reflect each stage of immortality one by one.

Not only did Kang Xuan thoroughly understand and complete the third level, on this basis, with great proficiency and wonderful thoughts, she unexpectedly realized the magical power of swordsmanship that transcended the third level. Even ordinary Yuanying early stage masters could use this magical power. He can only be captured without hesitation, but he is actually one of the few swordsmanship wizards in the history of the Kang family.

At this time, he knew clearly what Kang Zhuang was thinking, and a cold air ran up his back involuntarily, and he sighed softly.

Kang Xuan was one of the top ten in the last competition. Even though many core disciples did not achieve full success at that time and did not pay much attention to it, her strength was not ambiguous at all. It was not easy to pass the test.

In his opinion, the best allocation result is to face the two people who have been defeated by "Tin Ming" in Dange.

There is no sure way to determine the universe. It is really impossible to guess and unpredictable.

In less than five breaths, thirty-two groups were separated.

The first group of figures appearing from top to bottom on each high platform jumped to the high platform one after another, no matter who their opponents were.

On the first high platform, Qishan Chen Youliang faced off against Daoshan Wang Wufeng;

On the second high platform, Chongshan Qingworm versus Zeyue Fengdian;

On the third high platform, Liu Chuanzhou of the Liu family faced off against Xiong Jie of Bagua Mountain;

......

Eight groups played against each other, and the sixteen core disciples, after seeing each other's opponents, could not help but have some mental fluctuations.

Qing Chong looked at Fengdian opposite Zeyue very carefully. Baize knows the heaven and earth, connects to Jiuyou, goes up to Jiutian and down to Biluo. It is as quiet as water and moves like wind. It is the "Baize Illustration" of the top-level skills of heaven. It is the most important treasure among the four beast mountain town treasures.

As one of Zeyue's two core disciples, Feng Dian not only possesses the water spirit root of the heaven spirit root, but also possesses an extraordinary special physique, but has never been shown in front of others.

It should be that no one is qualified to show him so far. Feng Dian is low-key, practices alone, and is quite mysterious. He is the seed player of this core disciple exchange meeting and has the hope of winning the first place.

Without saying a word, the green insect released the giant-winged spirit moth, blessed himself with a milky-white defensive jade pendant, and waved his hands lightly.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

In the blink of an eye, a dense layer of fourth-level Fire Needle Mosquitoes covered half of the high platform, emitting bursts of silent but harsh buzzing, piercing the soul.

Facing the sonic soul needles of tens of thousands of Fire Needle Mosquitoes, Feng Dian just shook his head slightly from side to side, and then returned to normal.

This person's soul is very strong and stable, and the Fire Needle Mosquito's attack is just like missing an itch, so he must strike first.

"go with!"

After drinking it gently, tens of thousands of half-inch fire-needle mosquitoes twisted in the air and disappeared, leaving only the "buzzing" sound from all directions and surrounding Fengdian.

"break!"

The Fire Needle Mosquito that escaped into the void silently spit out a fire needle that was ten times thinner than a hair from all directions and seemed to be burning like a flame. When it was about to touch him, pricking him completely and leaving him covered with bruises, Feng Dian moved.

He frowned slightly and stamped his right foot on the table. With him as the center, a circle of invisible and crystal clear air waves instantly formed and spread.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

The Fire Needle Mosquito hiding in the void seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, revealing its body and having nowhere to hide. Under the sweep of the air waves, it was like the "cracking" of firecrackers, and the demonic bodies exploded one after another, leaving no bones.

"Humph!"

The Fire Needle Mosquito that he had carefully cultivated for fifty years was killed by Feng Dian with a single blow. Qing Chong was filled with hatred. He pointed a single finger, and an orange spirit sword was taken out with lightning. A ball of orange light exploded violently, with a breathtaking momentum.

"Gather, dissolve, merge, separate!"

The caterpillar's eyes were solemn, his expression was solemn, and he spat out each word steadily.

Above the high platform, the situation suddenly changed. In his voice, the four orange swords first intertwined into a sword with astonishing sword energy, then dissipated, merged into one, and finally fell apart, as if they had never appeared before.

Seeing this, Feng Dian's expression changed. The four sword gangs, after four transformations, were continuously superimposed, and their power surged in a straight line, sixteen times stronger than the original.

However, it is still not enough to defeat yourself.

He exhaled softly and said, "The rain is coming."

Countless raindrops fell from the sky, and the entire space was immediately covered with rain. The four yellow sword gangs were like four water snakes revealing their true bodies in the rain. During the crazy struggle, they exposed their fierce and sharp fangs at Feng Dian as if they wanted to eat him alive, but they were blocked by the rain.

"Chang Yu."

After the raindrops captured the four sword gangs, countless raindrops intertwined together, like floods flying down from the sky, transforming into tens of thousands of hands, constantly entangled together, countless hands up and down, grabbing the four in a mess. Dao Jian Gang, with all their strength, tore them to pieces in an instant.

"wrong!"

At the moment when the magical power of Qing Chong Sword Dao was broken, Feng Dian suddenly felt that he seemed to have overlooked something.

Giant-winged spirit moth!

The answer was about to come out, and a gray light rushed into his eyes at an extremely fast speed.

"It's too late!" Qing Chong showed a look of sadness and pity.

"what!"

Feng Dian had no time to react and roared wildly.

The giant-winged spirit moth passed through his body, and Feng Dian shattered like a bubble.

"Alas, in the end, we lost. Let's go."

The caterpillar's meaningless words made his natal spirit beast, the giant-winged spirit moth, flap its giant wings up and down like a dumb bird, and was at a loss.

Wang Lu has also been watching the transcendent duel between Qing Chong and Feng Dian.

When Feng Dian's roar of "ah" came out, Wang Lu's superior consciousness barely caught it. His whole body suddenly merged into the rain, and then reappeared behind the green insect whose mana was less than one-tenth.

This process takes less than a breath, and the sun and the moon jump like bullets, as fast as a spark of fire.

This Rong Yu's water escape magical power opened his eyes and impressed him endlessly.

However, this is not Feng Dian's strongest state. Although Qing Chong is powerful enough, especially his crazy super-high swordsmanship with four super-sharpened layers and the giant-winged spirit moth's spatial magical power that escapes into the void without leaving a trace. Still, his special physique was not forced out.

It can be seen that Feng Dian, who made him feel threatened at the exchange meeting yesterday, is indeed a powerful enemy.