The Big Bad Beats Your Chest [Quick Transmigration]

The days of brewing medicine and refining alchemy every day and enriching oneself with various things always pass quickly. The small building of Yuxu Xianzong is calm and peaceful. Bai Yulian, who doesn't hear anything outside the window, doesn't know that What kind of turbulent waves have been set off in the center of the city not far away, the Martial Arts Field.

The Martial arts arena, which had been divided into several pieces, had been combined into a vast whole. In the end, there were only three people standing in the arena.

In the spectator seats, there were crowds of people, and everyone waited intently and breathlessly. The most exciting decisive battle has passed, and the next step is the advent of miracles. This reward is the highest honor for every monk in the Underworld. Even if they themselves are not capable of winning the favor of the venerables in the upper realm, it is good to see the miracle come and broaden their horizons.

However, not everyone has anticipation for what's to come in their eyes.

Under the stage, Chang Shan and Gu Suye looked at the young junior brother who was on the stage with a rampant face, and both of them were frowning.

"Senior Brother, you and I failed Master's entrustment and failed to dissuade Junior Brother and let Junior Brother get the top three places. This time it will definitely lead to disaster..." Gu Suye, who has always been good-tempered, gave a rare expression. Getting angry, "Damn it... the junior brother is extremely talented, and within a hundred years he will definitely reach the stage of crossing the catastrophe. If he is really selected by those people, I am afraid that the day when he ascends will be the day when the junior brother falls!"

Chang Shan clenched his fists tightly, with a solemn expression, "I have already informed Master with the psychic formula... I hope there is still time..."

Not far away, a person was wearing a black cloak, a face hidden under the veil was full of anger and sorrowful despair, that kind of despair seemed to have been pressing on this person's shoulders like a huge mountain, only when This kind of dare to show it when you don't have to face people you know.

The monks standing around this strange man were all astonished. They clearly felt that the momentum of this strange man was strong and weak at times, extremely unstable. When it was strong, it could make their scalp numb and their legs and feet weak. But it can teach people to completely ignore his existence.

Weird!The monks didn't dare to approach, and kept away from this person one after another.

The direction that the eyes of this person under the veil are looking at is one of the three people on the martial arts stage, Cao Wenyan.

On the high platform, Tian Nanxing's body was once again in a state of spiritual disorder, he struggled to channel the most spiritual power back to his dantian, and reluctantly swallowed the salty taste in his mouth.

Gun Ye frowned, he could naturally see that Tian Nanxing's condition was very bad, in the last martial arts match before, this kid squeezed the spiritual power in his body as if he was desperate to defeat him, the monk's dantian Once the load exceeds the range that the current cultivation base can bear for a long time, there is only one end, and the body explodes and dies.

For no reason, he didn't want to see such an interesting and strong kid being forced to a dead end. Fortunately, his task this time was only to get the top three in the martial arts, and he didn't insist on getting the first place, so he just pretended to lose , Pretending to lose to this kid.

That's right, the leader of this martial arts meeting is none other than Tian Nanxing.

I don't know when, an old man wearing a black robe rimmed with gold appeared on the martial arts stage, holding a simple jade ruyi in his hand, an old and majestic voice sounded on the stage, but it was an unknown ancient language of names.

The next moment, all the other 23 pharaohs who had been hidden all year round appeared around the performance stage. With the old man and the three winners as the center, the whole performance field was surrounded by congratulations like offering sacrifices. There is a golden light emerging, and there are dripping water from the wreath, and the golden lotus is in full bloom...

This kind of vision is really rare in most people's life. Many monks looked straight at it, and even had the urge to bend down and kneel down.

Gun Ye, who saw this scene most intuitively on the stage, twitched his mouth, "It's such a big show..."

After the vision, the sky finally returned to calm, and three white phantoms suddenly appeared in the midair. The shadows looked blurry, but in the eyes of the monks, they were the unique immortal demeanor of the Venerable from the Upper Realm. Otherworldly state.

Without extra movement, one of the three phantoms swept the cuff, and Cao Wenyan standing on the stage was immediately shrouded in a golden light.

The monks in the audience found that the aura of the strange man before was getting more and more frightening.

Seeing the phantom, Gu Suye murmured in a daze, "What should I do..."

Another phantom followed closely behind, and the power of the gods, which the monks dreamed of, poured down on Gunye, and there was an inexplicable smile on the corner of Gunye's mouth, who looked directly at the phantom without fear.

come on!

The last phantom was much more solid than the previous phantom. Just when he was about to make a move, the No.1 Tian Nanxing of this martial arts meeting suddenly took a step forward, "I refuse to accept the power of the fairy spirit!" body."

Every word and every word was resounding, clearly spreading to every corner of the martial arts arena. As soon as his words fell, the already quiet martial arts arena was even more audible.

Madness!

This is the only word left in everyone's minds to describe the young man standing on the stage at this moment. How many people can't get what they can't get in their entire lives, but he has abandoned it like a pair of shoes!

The figure of the old man in black robe moved slightly, apparently he did not expect that someone would dare to blatantly reject the gift of the venerable from the upper realm, "Your Excellency is young and famous, it is inevitable that you will be young and vigorous, it is still a lie. According to the long-standing rules, I hope that you will retract your foreword to avoid being punished by heaven."

Everyone in the audience looked covetously at the two long-lasting golden lights on the stage, their eyes were full of greed, seeing that Tian Nanxing didn't know good from bad, and uttered wild words, they all wished they could replace him.

Tian Nanxing completely ignored the threats in the old man's words, and walked straight out of the center of the martial arts stage, "I said I don't want to, but I don't want to. Could it be that the majestic immortals in the upper world still want to force people?"

Gu Suye and Chang Shan in the audience sweated for Tian Nanxing when they heard Tian Nanxing's categorical refusal, but now their eyes turned black, and they wished they could cover their junior brother's mouth that could make countless enemies.

Apparently, Tian Nanxing's behavior angered the phantom in the midair. The phantom flickered, and when it reappeared, it was already beside Tian Nanxing, "You can't help it!"

The dazzling golden light bloomed from Xuying's body, Tian Nanxing felt that his hands and feet became as heavy as lead, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't move, and the already disordered spiritual power in his dantian was even more uncontrollable at this time raged through his body.

Xu Ying slapped out a palm, seeing that palm with astonishing power had come before him, facing life and death, Tian Nanxing was frightened into a cold sweat, his eyes widened, but he had no strength to resist.

Seeing this, the other two phantoms sighed, "It's a pity for such a good seedling."

"Get out!"

At the critical moment, Tian Nanxing only felt that someone patted her on the shoulder, and in an instant, the pressure that had been hanging over her body disappeared, and Tian Nanxing turned her head in surprise, "Master!"

It turned out that it was Jing Xianchen, the patriarch of the Yuxu Immortal Sect who was supposed to be thousands of miles away, who received Xu Ying's menacing palm. When the two palms met, the aftermath of the explosion soared into the sky, and Xu Ying stepped back a few steps , while standing in front of Tiannanxing, Jing Xianchen's face became extremely pale, but his feet remained motionless. His slender figure protected Tiannanxing tightly, and the terrifying power that erupted when the two received the move did not affect Tiannanxing at all.

However, the people around the stand were not so lucky. The entire martial arts arena was blown away by the world's top power duel, and the 24-meter-square high platform was razed to the ground. The [-] pharaohs standing outside the golden beam of light were seriously injured in an instant and fell to the ground. Sorry, the monks who were close to the stands were also thrown out.

The eyes of Chang and Gu in the audience lit up, the master is here!

The monks affected by the battle between the two were horrified. Is this the power of the monks in the late stage of the tribulation period?To be able to compete with the Venerable who has already ascended from the upper realm!How unfathomable is Sect Master Jing's cultivation!

The phantom who was repelled let out a strange smile, "Sect Master Jing, good time!"

Jing Xianchen's face changed drastically when he heard the words, and then he felt that the spiritual power around him was being lost uncontrollably, pouring into Xuying continuously, "Back then...you were the one who gave me the power of the fairy?! "

The loss of spiritual power was very rapid, Jing Xianchen no longer hesitated, the long sword came out of his sleeve, and with the remaining strength urged the long sword to fly out, pointing directly at Xu Ying's heart.

The sharp sound of the long sword piercing the air made the eardrums of the people present tingle, and the arc-shaped sword energy formed thousands of light and shadows that were almost real. If any monk in this world faced the point of the sword, he would probably end up with a The fate of death and daoxiao, however, this powerful sword can only smash the phantom into pieces.

Before the phantom disappeared, he left the last sentence, "It's useless, it's just a dying struggle..."

Jing Xianchen's face was like gold leaf, and hatred flashed in his eyes.

At the same time, the owners of the other two golden lights also withdrew their fairy powers, and before they dissipated, they could faintly hear teasing words.

"I didn't expect Zhu Wuxian to think highly of himself on weekdays, but he would be scattered and incarnated by the prey he marked with immortal power..."

"It's quite a joke, hahaha..."

"Master!"

After the phantom dissipated, Jing Xianchen's figure swayed, and three disciples immediately stepped forward to support him.

"Walk."

All the pharaohs were wounded, but after all, they failed to stop the first person who dared to break the martial arts rules in ten thousand years.

The old man in the gold-rimmed black robe held his chest with his right hand, and his wrinkled face under the hood had a sinister expression.

Seeing that everything was over, a strange man wearing a cloak suddenly appeared beside Cao Wenyan.

"Come with me."

"Yu Yanle? Why are you..." Dressed like this?

Yu Yanle didn't let him finish speaking, and forcefully pulled him out of the arena.

Gun Ye on the side watched a good show from beginning to end, looking thoughtful.

In the dense forest, the red-haired and red-clothed young man is as exquisite as the person in the painting, but the bloodthirsty hostility that cannot be ignored makes people dare not approach him.

"Little Boss, I succeeded, it's really feasible! According to the method you said, imprison those fairy spirit powers in the dantian, and wait for them to be refined little by little in the future, so that they will not be controlled by it."

"well done."

The young man's voice was without any emotion, neither joy nor sorrow, as if what Gun Ye was telling him was not a plan he had painstakingly planned for many years, but just a random trivial matter.

"Little boss, are you not happy that we succeeded?"

The young man didn't answer, but a pair of red animal pupils looked in the direction of Haijiao City.

Heh, so what if he succeeds, today, the person for whom he devotes all his heart and soul may not be able to appreciate it.

That person was guarding another person, trampling on his heart mercilessly.

It's just Master, even so, I won't let that dirty spiritual power remain in your body...

I forbid.