Rise of Qinglian

While the Nascent Soul Monk was holding an exchange meeting, the contestants in the Treasure Hunting Conference were fighting.

In a certain arena, Wang Youwei controlled two second-level high-grade puppet beasts to attack Ouyang Mingyue.

Ouyang Mingyue is a child of the Ouyang Family Sword Hall. She is a swordsman and her strength should not be underestimated.

Wang Youwei was covered with a light blue water curtain. A three-foot-tall golden ape held a golden iron rod. A blue giant crab as big as a house waved two giant pincers and struck Ouyang Mingyue.

Ouyang Mingyue used nine gleaming red flying swords to release a large red sword light, which struck the two puppet beasts. After a series of roars, the rolling flames drowned the bodies of the two puppet beasts.

"Lihuo Slash!"

Ouyang Mingyue pinched the sword technique, and the nine red flying swords glowed brightly, transforming into hundreds of unique red sword shadows. They were submerged into the sea of ​​fire like lightning and thunder, and there was a "clang" metal muffled sound.

She frowned, Wang Youwei's two puppet beasts were more difficult to deal with than she thought.

Wang Youwei showed a proud look on his face. These two second-level puppet beasts were added with gold glass stone. Gold glass is a third-level weapon refining material. It is often used to refine defensive magic weapons. It is invulnerable to water and fire. In terms of attack ability, two The second-level puppet beast is not very strong. In terms of defensive ability, it is comparable to the prototype of a defensive magic weapon.

Ouyang Mingyue's sword technique changed, and there was a loud sound in the air. Hundreds of unique red flying swords flew out of the sea of ​​fire and went straight towards Wang Youwei.

Wang Youwei calmly took out a palm-sized blue mirror, pointed it at the incoming red flying sword, and shouted in a low voice: "Define."

A large piece of red glow swept out, covering all the red flying swords at once. All the red flying swords suddenly stopped, motionless, and suspended in mid-air.

Ouyang Mingyue frowned, and was about to use other attack methods. A roar that stung the eardrums sounded, and a golden sound wave swept out. The sea of ​​​​fire flashed out, and the golden sound wave went straight to Ouyang Mingyue.

A "chichi" sound broke through the air, and dozens of blue water arrows headed straight for Ouyang Mingyue like a meteor shower.

Ouyang Mingyue did not dare to be careless. With a shake of her jade hand, a flying sword with red light flowing uncertainly appeared in her hand. With a slight shake, the sound of the sword sounded, and dense red sword light swept out.

Boom!

A huge roar sounded, and the dense red sword light smashed the golden sound wave into pieces. Dozens of blue water arrows could not stop the red sword light. After defeating the golden sound wave and blue water arrow, the red sword light also disappeared. .

There was a flash of golden light, and a large golden stick shadow fell from the sky and hit Ouyang Mingyue.

Ouyang Mingyue's appearance changed drastically, and she quickly waved the flying sword in her hand to block it above her head.

Keng!

A huge force struck, and Ouyang Mingyue flew backwards. Before she landed, a faint blue light penetrated her body-protecting aura.

"The king will win."

The referee loudly announced that if it was a life and death fight, Ouyang Mingyue would be dead.

"I accept it, Fairy Ouyang."

Wang Youwei cupped his fists with both hands and said modestly.

He sacrificed the puppet beast to defend against the enemy. On the one hand, he had confidence in the puppet beast's defense. On the other hand, he also tempted Ouyang Mingyue to use the flying sword to attack him. If he hadn't immobilized the set of flying swords launched by Ouyang Mingyue, he might not have been able to win.

"I am only average in the sword hall. Don't be careless. When you meet the elite disciples of the sword hall, you will not win so easily."

Ouyang Mingyue put away the flying sword and walked off the ring.

A deafening roar sounded. Wang Youwei was startled and turned his head to look at the source of the sound.

In a certain arena, a tall, thin man in red clothes stood in the corner, with a proud look on his face. Opposite him was a sea of ​​red fire covering hundreds of feet.

The formation covering the arena flashed wildly and seemed to be shattered at any moment.

The man in red pinched the spell, and the seven gleaming red flying knives swelled in light and turned into a red fire python several feet long. The whole body was wrapped in a layer of red flames and rushed into the sea of ​​red fire. There was a burst of fire. The dull sound of metal colliding.

Boom!

Seven red flying knives suddenly flew out from the sea of ​​​​fire, and dense golden light flew out of the sea of ​​​​fire without any warning, and instantly arrived in front of the man in red.

The man in red was startled and quickly pulled out a palm-sized red shield, which instantly expanded and blocked him in front of him.

The red shield was like paper, penetrated by dense golden light. The dense golden light was blocked by the protective aura of the man in red.

There was a flash of golden light, and a young man in a golden shirt with a resolute face appeared in front of the man in red without any warning. His whole body was covered with golden spiritual patterns, which was very strange.

The fists of the young man in gold were wrapped in a layer of dazzling golden light, and they hit the body-protecting aura of the man in red.

With two muffled sounds, all the protective aura was shattered. The man in red was hit by the fists of the young man in gold. His body flew backwards like a kite with broken strings, vomiting blood.

The man in red fell to the ground, passed out, and his breath was sluggish.

"Huangfu Yusheng."

Wang Youwei's expression became solemn, Huangfu Yu was obviously a physical practitioner.

Very few immortal cultivators would choose to practice physical training. Physical cultivation requires enduring pain that is unbearable for ordinary people. Only after many hardships can one succeed in cultivating. The process of cultivation is extremely painful. Very few immortal cultivators would choose this path.

Physical training at the same level is relatively powerful. Even though physical training is extremely difficult to cultivate, major forces will still select a few disciples to train them in physical training. The Wang family also wants to cultivate their own physical training. Unfortunately, no one can succeed in training. Some people practice Halfway through, he exploded and died, and some people gave up halfway.

Huangfu Yu seemed to notice Wang Youwei's gaze and looked towards Wang Youwei.

The two of them just looked at each other without saying a word.

With an earth-shaking loud noise, a certain arena suddenly exploded, a large piece of red fire burst out wildly, and countless rubbles flew out. The monks of the Ouyang family quickly intervened to stop it, but the guests were not injured.

Wang Youwei and Huangfu Yu looked towards the source of the explosion. The red flames dissipated, and a girl in a red dress with delicate features stood among the rubble. A young man in a blue shirt fell to the ground with his clothes uncovered. , the body was charred black, and the breath was sluggish.

"The Ouyang family is too cruel! They are so cruel."

"This is not a house, why don't you hold back when competing with others? I heard that a fire-like person came out of the Ouyang family, I guess it is this person! I didn't expect it to be a female monk."

"Tsk, tsk, there is not necessarily one spirit person out of ten thousand cultivators. I think this person should be the first in this treasure hunting competition."

"It's hard to say. The Huangfu family sent a monk with a metallic spiritual root, and the Sihaimen sent a monk with a water-based spiritual root. There are also many outstanding disciples from other factions."

When Wang Youwei heard the words "Metallic Heavenly Spiritual Root", he looked towards Huangfu Yu with a hint of fear in his eyes.