Living in the world of cultivation

Looking at the things in the ring, Chen Rong seemed excited.

Nowadays, the girl's life is very embarrassing. Even though she is already a golden elixir monk, in a super plane like Qingluan Tian, ​​a golden elixir monk is nothing.

Su Fan has captured countless trophies over the years, some of which he has no use for, and even if he sells them, he won't be able to exchange for many spiritual crystals.

As for some good-quality cultivation resources, it was a pity to dispose of them at a low price, so they were kept and used to reward low-level monks.

Chen Rong took a deep breath and put the Najie away carefully. Just as she was about to return to the tea seat, the communication array around her waist vibrated slightly.

She took off the communication array and looked at it, and found that it was a message from her best friend at the door.

"Rongrong, let me ask you something. Is that country bumpkin you are serving from Chixiatian..."

"Yeah, what's wrong..."

"Then he will be miserable. Do you know who he will face in the next round..."

"I don't know, I didn't ask..."

"That country bumpkin's opponent in the next round is the True Lord Mingshan of the Xuan Yue Sword Sect that I serve..."

Chen Rong was stunned when she saw the message from her best friend.

She couldn't help but lament in her heart that the senior was so unlucky. He managed to survive one round, but unexpectedly met a senior sword cultivator in the seventh round.

Okay, I originally thought I should leave today. Why not be satisfied after staying for a few more days?

Moreover, the senior had just rewarded me with so many good things, so it would not be a loss if he left after the next round.

"Okay, it's time for me to go back..."

Chen Rong put away the communication array, then turned around and trotted back to the teahouse.

She entered the teahouse, picked up the teapot and refilled a cup of spiritual tea for Su Fan. Then she wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it.

Su Fan glanced at her and said, "What's the matter with you..."

"Senior...Senior, do you know your opponent in the next round..."

After hearing what the girl said and seeing her worried look, Su Fan couldn't help but smile.

"Why, are you worried that I will die at the hands of that swordsman..."

Chen Rong waved her hands quickly and said: "No...no, the real...strength...of that True Lord Mingshan...is quite powerful..."

Seeing the girl's incoherent speech, Su Fan chuckled.

"Next round, you go to the betting station and bet some spiritual stones on me. The odds are so high. What if I win..."

Hearing what Su Fan said, Chen Rong was stunned.

This senior seems to be very confident. Seeing that he is not worried at all, could it be that he is hiding something secretly?

But the girl immediately gave up this idea, that was Mingshan Immortal, a senior sword cultivator who was famous even in the Chaoguang Star Territory.

Su Fan didn't have time to think about the little female cultivator's thoughts, so he picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

At this time, Sister Zhen, who was traveling in the secret realm, suddenly sent him a thought.

Su Fan put down the tea cup and said, "Go and get me some food..."

Seeing the girl leaving the teahouse, his figure also disappeared into the teahouse and entered the portable secret realm.

As soon as Su Fan entered the secret realm, his eyes suddenly froze, and the person disappeared from the place.

As soon as his figure disappeared, ripples were seen in the air, and a huge shadow appeared where he had just been.

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh was wasting”

After hearing the master's voice, the illusory figure of Hush Hush suddenly appeared in the air.

Su Fan glanced at this guy. After sleeping for so long, his body size had doubled, and his concealment effect was becoming more and more powerful.

It seems that Boo Boo has almost reached adulthood after this dormant evolution.

If this guy was too excited just now, he might actually be attacked by him.

Xi Xi, who had been sleeping for so long, was very excited to see his owner and kept rubbing Su Fan with his big head.

Now this big guy is several feet tall, how can he withstand its torment.

"Okay... okay... let me see how powerful you are now..."

Hearing his master's words, Hush immediately became excited, and his figure disappeared from the air in an instant.

Su Fan's eyes narrowed and he completely let go of his consciousness. This guy was clearly close at hand, but he didn't notice a trace of it.

He closed his eyes again and concentrated on sensing the presence of Hush, but still found nothing.

This guy is so incredible now that he disappeared without a trace under his nose without even a trace of his breath.

After a while, the huge shadow of Hush emerged from the air more than ten meters away from Su Fan.

Seeing that Su Fan didn't sense it, this guy jumped over again. This was a show off.

At this time, Sister Zhen floated over from the side, and she gently touched Hush's big head with her hand.

"Shhhhh...don't you still have two magical powers? Let the master see..."

After listening to Sister Zhen's words, Xi Xi's illusory figure swayed slightly, and his huge shadow instantly appeared hundreds of feet away.

Immediately afterwards, its illusory body disappeared into the air again, and then appeared in front of Su Fan in an instant.

Fuck...

This magical power of Boo Boo is actually an escape technique. The most amazing thing is that it can be used in an invisible state, which is a bit unbelievable.

If this were in the dark environment of the virtual world, it would be an invincible existence.

The only drawback is that the escape distance is slightly closer.

Boo Boo rubbed Su Fan with its big head, and the huge illusory figure disappeared from the place again.

Immediately afterwards, a slight fluctuation suddenly appeared in the air hundreds of feet away, and then a wave of air visible to the naked eye was seen, like an invisible sharp blade, sweeping through the distant mountain forest in the blink of an eye.

"boom……"

With a roar, the giant trees in the forest and the mountain behind were all chopped off.

Lightning flashed under Su Fan's feet, and he appeared in front of the destroyed mountain forest.

He looked at the giant trees that had been chopped off. The cuts were extremely smooth, like mirror surfaces, and the mountains behind them were similar, indicating that the power of this magical power was very impressive.

If a monk uses this magical power during a martial arts fight, although it is powerful, his opponent will definitely be on guard.

But it would be terrible if Hush, who was hiding next to his opponent, activated this magical power without anyone noticing.

Unexpectedly, this guy took a nap and his strength actually increased so much after he woke up.

Su Fan couldn't help but sigh, alien beasts and demons are definitely God's favorites.

There is no need to practice hard at all. You may just take a nap and wake up to inherit various powerful magical powers from the blood of your ancestors.

Looking at the human race, not only do they have to practice hard, but they also have to break through many bottlenecks.

Just like a stepmother.

However, Xi Xi woke up at this time, which was also the right time. The next round of the Taoist competition was just for this guy to try his skills.

At this moment, in a monastery in Taibai Fairy City, Feng Qingshu looked at Qi Feng who was kneeling on the ground with a gloomy expression.

"You mean, the matter is not done..."

Qi Feng knelt there shivering, then nodded.

"You're a piece of trash, you can't do anything small, what use do I have for you..."

"Senior brother, I went to see that sword madman. He was a psychopath. He almost killed me with a sword..."

Hearing what Qi Feng said, although Feng Qingshu was extremely angry, he also knew the virtues of sword cultivation.

He also knew in his heart that this sword madman could not be bought off.

Seeing that Feng Qingshu stopped scolding him, Qi Feng climbed over quickly.

"Senior brother, those sword cultivators are extremely powerful and kill without blinking an eye. If we encounter that kid in the next round, we will definitely kill him..."

After hearing Qi Feng's words, Feng Qingshu's expression improved.

"Get out of here quickly, I'll be annoyed when I see you..."

A few days later, the seventh round of the Centennial Taoist Competition began. After Su Fan was introduced to the secret realm, he saw a middle-aged monk standing a few miles away.

The other party was wearing a gray robe, with a long sword on his back, and his eyes were arrogant and unruly. When he looked at Su Fan, his eyes looked down with a condescending look.

It was as if Su Fan was like an ant in his eyes.

Su Fan sneered. He wasn't going to act in this fight anymore, because it was useless.

After the seventh round, the winner will be ranked among the 1,000 in the Taoist Competition's record list.

There is no one who can reach the top one thousand in the Taoist Association's competition record list. It is impossible for him to be a transparent person even if he wants to.

When the time comes, my foundation will definitely have to be dug out.

At this time, Mingshan Zhenjun of the Hanging Moon Sword Sect across from him suddenly raised his right arm and made a waving gesture.

It meant that Su Fan would take action first. Although this behavior was very arrogant, for a sword madman, he certainly would not consider himself crazy.

Since he found out that his opponent in the next round is a disciple from a smaller plane, Zhenjun Mingshan, instead of feeling lucky, is actually a little disappointed.

True Lord Mingshan is a sword cultivator, and what he actually hopes to meet most is a talented disciple from the Chaoguang Star Region.

Who would have thought that his opponent in this round would be a disciple from a small plane, which also made him a little disappointed.

Especially Feng Qingshu, who sent his disciples to the door, hoping that he could kill the boy opposite him in this battle.

True Lord Mingshan was naturally furious. He never expected that the other party would let him do such a thing.

This is an insult to a swordsman.

Although some of his classmates had mentioned to him that Su Fan's six consecutive rounds of Jedi counterattacks was a bit strange, he didn't care at all.

Seeing the other party's gesture, Su Fan didn't feel humiliated. He had never cared about this.

It's a good thing that people let him take the first shot.

Su Fan's eyes narrowed, he made several finger gestures with his hands, and muttered a spell in his mouth.

After a while, the entire sky dimmed, as if darkness had fallen.

The dense dark clouds were thick and dense, gathering more and more.

The thick clouds in the sky seemed to be pressing down at any time. Silver threads were looming among the dark clouds, and waves of dull thunder could be heard faintly.

Mingshan Zhenjun opposite was stunned for a moment, this guy must be too shameless.

I asked you to make the first move, but you can't use the "Five Directions Evil-killing Soul Thunder" of the Immortal Sect.

Although the "Five Directions Punishing Evil and Soul Divine Thunder" is powerful, the preparation time for casting is also notoriously long.

This kid actually took advantage of this opportunity and directly performed such a powerful sixth-level Taoist technique.

Not to mention him, even Senior Brother Fanhe and Senior Brother Nanming in front of the light curtain felt ashamed.

How can there be someone like Su Fan? I've already given you the first move.

You took this opportunity to cast the "Five-Direction Demon-Slaying Divine Thunder", taking into account the preparation time for casting.

Despite this, Master Mingshan only sneered.

Today, I will let you, a country bumpkin from a small plane, see what it means to break all laws with one sword.

He did not take the opportunity to attack, but waited for more than ten breaths until the Taoist magic "Five-Direction Demon-Slaying Divine Thunder" was completely activated.

At this moment, lightning flashed and rolled continuously between the gaps in the dense clouds, the dark clouds fell lower and lower, and the atmosphere became more and more depressing.

The whole sky seemed to be pressed down, and the violently rolling dark clouds stirred the sky within a radius of dozens of miles into a boiling ball, constantly emitting sharp and piercing sonic booms.

Rumble! ! !

Suddenly, an extremely thick purple thunder seemed to have found a channel for venting, instantly tearing through the void, and madly roared towards Master Mingshan in the distance.

Master Mingshan looked up at the purple thunderbolt, stretched out his hand and made a sword finger, then pointed it fiercely at the sky.

"Zheng..."

With a sword chant that resounded through the void, the flying sword behind him instantly soared into the sky.

A sharp and dazzling sword light flashed through the dark sky and earth, and the sharp murderous aura swept across the sky and the earth, whistling into the air.

The sword light seemed to be born from nothingness, tearing the dark sky in an instant, sweeping up the mighty power, and stabbing towards the purple thunderbolt of heaven and earth.

"Boom boom..."

With a loud sound that shook the world, the dazzling sword light and the purple thunderbolt collided with each other.

The fierce and domineering purple thunderbolt was actually chopped into ashes by this sword light that penetrated the sky and the earth, and disappeared without a trace with bursts of dull thunder.

It must be said that the flying sword of Master Mingshan was indeed fierce, and this domineering sixth-level Taoist magic actually killed it with one sword.

The fighting power of sword cultivators should not be underestimated.

But Su Fan did not intend to do anything to the opponent when he launched the "Five-Direction Demon-Slaying and Soul-Sweeping Divine Thunder".

He knew in his heart that for a powerful sword cultivator like Master Mingshan, the ordinary magic of the Taoist magic could not resist the attack of the sword cultivator's flying sword.

Just as Master Mingshan controlled the flying sword to fight against the "Five-Direction Demon-Slaying and Soul-Sweeping Divine Thunder", Su Fan had a thought and a black magic sword appeared in his hand.

He held the "Demon-Slaying Sword" tightly with both hands, staring at Master Mingshan opposite him.

An extremely terrifying aura permeated his body, spreading rapidly around him.

Su Fan's eyes condensed, and he slashed with a sword lightly.

"Wuji Slash..."