Mortal's journey to immortality

At two quarters of noon, the sun shines on the Jasper Square. Under the diffuse sunlight, the entire Jasper Square appears with the color of a rainbow.

"Dong" "Dong" "Dong..."

The golden bell sounded.

When the golden bell rang, the originally lively square suddenly became quiet.

Four hundred and one monks participating in the competition stood attentively on the left side of the square. Thousands of sect disciples were watching the competition in the square thousands of feet away from the participating monks.

Sect Master Liu An and Treasure Pavilion Master Chen Dong were smiling on the third floor attic, looking at everyone in the square. Behind them were Deputy Sect Master Chen Zhu, Meng Pavilion Master Fang Ling and Fantasy Sect Master Qin Xuan. .

Liu An said solemnly: "This competition is fortunate to be held in Meng Pavilion. I would like to thank the Master Fang of Meng Pavilion and everyone in Meng Pavilion for their hard work and careful arrangements. Everyone understands the truth that the world of immortality has never been peaceful. , all kinds of competitions are going on every moment. Only when you are strong can you have the capital to settle down and the resources to pursue the avenue. This is also the purpose of the Great Competition. All the disciples participating in the Great Competition this time, you They are all the mainstays of our Dream Sect and will be rewarded with 100 pieces of middle-grade spiritual stones. The top two hundred will be rewarded with 200 pieces of medium-grade spiritual stones and a bottle of Qingshuang Pill; the top 100 will be rewarded with 300 pieces of medium-grade spiritual stones. A bottle of Huanglong Pill; the top fifty will be rewarded with 500 yuan of medium-grade spiritual stones and a Bingxin Pill; the top twenty-five will be rewarded with a thousand yuan of medium-grade spiritual stones and a Qingxu Pill; the top ten will be rewarded with high-grade spiritual stones. Twenty yuan, one Guiyuan Pill; the third reward in the competition... Haha, let’s talk about it then.”

When everyone heard the Bingxin Pill, they burst into loud cheers, the Qingxu Pill formed a roar, and the Guiyuan Pill shocked the Dream Sect.

The rewards for the top three were not explained, but they made people yearn for them even more, wishing they could be among the top three.

Liu An's words completely aroused the emotions of the participating monks, and even the crowd watching the competition wanted to get involved in the competition.

Seeing that the scene was so lively, Liu An changed his voice and said: "Futang Hanyu, who is on the first round of rest, will be rewarded with a beauty pill. Hehe, luck is also a kind of strength. Without further ado, the competition begins."

Everyone suddenly felt incredible that there were rewards for taking turns to rest. Oh my God, it was crazy.

When Han Yu in the square heard the sect leader giving him a reward, he froze on the spot, and the red clouds quickly climbed up to his ears.

Both the participating monks and the sect disciples watching the battle were asking the people around them who was Hanyu at almost the same time. This was also the first disciple to receive a reward during the rotation since the Dream Sect competition.

On the second floor, Bai Yifan was also surprised when he heard that Han Yu, his Fu Hall disciple, had obtained the Zhu Yan Dan. Yan Jiao smiled and said, "Congratulations to Hall Master Bai. The competition has not even started yet, but Guitang has gained the sect master's gift." Rewarding yourself is a good sign.”

Hearing Yan Jiao's words, Bai Yifan also showed a slight smile on his face, and seemed to glance at Liu Muyan intentionally or unintentionally.

It happened that Liu Muyan also looked towards him, and both of them subconsciously looked away.

As soon as Liu An finished speaking, the formation on the right side of the square displayed the names of the eight monks competing on the competition stage.

Sixteen monks jumped up, and eight defensive formations opened instantly, covering the competition stage.

At the same time, the monks from the sect who were watching the battle swarmed up and surrounded the eight competition stages. The atmosphere was extremely heated.

Coincidentally, Xu Kui appeared on the Wuzi stage, and his opponent was a pretty female cultivator named Chen Cui from the Huanmen.

What left Wang Lu speechless was that as soon as Xu Kui came on stage, many female cultivators below him screamed. His charming and handsome face, with an evil smile at the corner of his mouth, immediately attracted a large number of female cultivators. They all came to support him.

Opposite Chen Cui saw the nymphomaniac female cultivators below, and she felt a little embarrassed looking at the demon-like Xu Kui. Yingying bowed and said: "Chen Cui of the Phantom Sect, please show mercy to Senior Brother Xu."

Xu Kui nodded slightly in response.

With a careless wave of his hand, five puppets in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment appeared in front of him out of thin air. He injected a spell into each of the five puppets. The two eyes of the five puppets came to life, and they were holding seven-star knives, golden-backed knives, Three swords, dragon-shaped swords, and tiger-tooth swords swarmed towards Chen Cui.

Chen Cui's expression changed when she saw this, but as a late-stage Fantasy Sect foundation-builder, she always had a superior attitude. She quickly released a green gauze spiritual weapon, and the green gauze flashed above the five puppets. , releasing bursts of blue smoke, trapping the five puppets inside.

Just as Chen Cui trapped the five puppets, Xu Kui chuckled, leaned back, and struck Qingsha in the air with a punch like a bow and an arrow. There was only a crisp "bang" sound, and Qingsha was stunned. Divided into two, Xu Kui retracted his fist, it was just a middle-grade spiritual weapon that trapped people.

When the green gauze burst, the girl suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the five puppets rushed towards her like bloodthirsty.

"I give up." Seeing the five puppets approaching, the girl said unwillingly.

The female cultivators in the audience saw Xu Kui winning easily with just three strokes and two strokes, and they screamed even more fiercely.

Yan Jiao, who was on the second floor of the attic, saw that his disciple was not only powerful but also so popular. He smiled and picked up the spirit wine to drink with Bai Yifan.

The competition was going on in an orderly manner. Some of the winners were proud, some were silent, some were modest and cautious, and some were smiling...

In the thirty-eighth scene, Wang Lu stood on the B-shaped platform. His opponent was a physically strong monk named Huang from the Shenli Sect. After the two exchanged names, the competition began.

While the monk surnamed Huang was performing the fortune-telling formula, densely packed talismans suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. After a loud noise, the monk surnamed Huang fell upright on the stage with scars all over his body. The monk in charge of the treatment quickly took him away. Lifted down.

Before the onlookers could react and prepare to cheer, the battle was over.

Wang Wang jumped off the platform with a calm expression and disappeared into the crowd.

"What a waste. A bunch of spiritual stones were gone in an instant."

"It turns out they are from Futang. No wonder Futang has been weak for so long and was defeated."

"So handsome, as gorgeous as fireworks."

......

Different discussions resounded under the Yizi stage, but they were quickly lost in the next battle.

Before Wang Lu's fight had even begun, Bai Yifan left a ray of consciousness to follow him. Until the end, Wang Lu's performance made his eyes shine. The simultaneous stimulation of dozens of elementary and intermediate talismans also impressed him. In awe, he couldn't help but have a little confidence in what Wang Lu said.