Sword Spirit became Bai Yueguang after going offline

Huang Yuanjiu almost wanted to answer him, but he heard the Nascent Soul cultivator in their team gasp: "I ran into Gu Lingxiao!"

The companions were all startled, and they all looked intently. Sure enough, although the pedestrians had good looks, the one with the most eye-catching stature was none other than Supreme Lord Ling Xiao whom they had watched at Shanhe Terrace just now.

"And Shangguan Ran!" Late Jindan cultivator in their team laughed, he was a rough casual cultivator carrying a knife, "Hey! It's a pity that I don't know how to sympathize with jade."

Huang Yuanjiu felt a sudden in his heart, and finally realized that there seemed to be something wrong. Just now, Qi Ran's mid-term Golden Core companion, who was joking with him just now, also said to him: "Then Qi Ran may not have any special reliance, otherwise how could he get involved with Gu Lingxiao and Qi Ran?" Shangguan Ran's team? But it's okay, Lao Huang, you are not bad, just be careful!"

Huang Yuanjiu nodded at him.He dared to sign up for the World Grand Competition at the mid-stage of Jindan, so he was naturally confident-he had mediocre spiritual roots, but he had a lot of research on spells, and his winning rate was quite high in fighting methods.

Not long after, the two teams formally met. Sang Zinan, a monk in the Nascent Soul stage of Huang Yuanjiu's team, clasped his fists at Gu Lingxiao and said, "Mr. Lingxiao, I'm so lucky to meet you, please give me some pointers!"

Gu Lingxiao cupped his fists in return, and simply said: "Please."

The people on both sides activated the confrontation jade slips in their hands at the same time, and suddenly a large amount of golden spiritual energy burst out, spreading rapidly until a ring with a diameter of hundreds of feet was opened up.

The arena was square, and all the team members were standing in the viewing area. Sang Zinan was quite polite, and asked Gu Lingxiao, "We have one less person than you. May I ask who are you planning to send to the battle?"

The distance between the two sides is less than ten feet, and monks of the same level can directly initiate a fight. Just activate the jade slip in time to draw the intended opponent into the battle. Therefore, Sang Zinan's question form is indeed quite polite.

At the same time, outside Lingdao, on Shanhe Stage, when the names of Gu Lingxiao and others were lit up, they were immediately spotted by the audience.

"Gu Lingxiao is starting the ring! Hurry up, No. 16 spirit mirror!"

The reason why there is a spiritual lake below Shanhetai is to be able to project the ongoing battle situation in real time. The list of competition areas will show in real time who has entered the battle state and mark which number the spiritual mirror is projected by.

At this time, the spirit island had not yet been opened, and there were not many spirit mirrors rising from the spirit lake. As soon as Gu Lingxiao's name came out, at least 16% of the audience focused on No. [-] spirit mirror to watch the battle.

In addition to the audience, there are naturally celebrities from the Three Realms in the front row.

Xuan Jing, the head of Shangxuanzong, raised his hand and stroked his beard, and said with a smile: "Ling Xiao is still young. I didn't allow him to sign up this time. After all, he has only advanced to Yuanying for less than half a year, but he said that ten years ago, the Tianxia Dao By the way, he also missed it because he just formed an alchemy not long ago, if he doesn't participate this time, what if he won't even be eligible to sign up in the next ten years?"

Feng Xuan, the head of the Shenfeng Sect, laughed and said: "Xuanjing Xianzun, I don't think you need to worry so much. Although Gu Lingxiao is currently at the bottom of the Nascent Soul Stage, it is also worthwhile to come to practice in advance." Well, learn more from the brothers and sisters, if you don’t get the ranking this time, take part in another seven or eight times, after training every time, you will always be able to wait for the day when you will come out on top.”

"Fengxuan Immortal Venerable, you can't say that. Our entire cultivation world's hope for ascension is now pinned on Gu Lingxiao," said Taoist Ziyi, the head of the Danxia Sect, who looked quite young, but spoke loudly. Feng Xuan was still sour, "It's a pity that throughout the ages, how many young talents have provoked the envy of the heavens, just take that Jianzong as an example, generations are full of geniuses, don't they gradually wither and finally die young?"

The positions of the elders of the Taoist sect all have their own enchantments, and the scenes of their talking are vague and vivid. Others can only see these leaders of the Taoist sect talking and laughing.

The corner of Xuanjing's eyes glanced at Xuanzhen without a trace: "Ziyi Xianzun, don't make fun of this matter, everyone here doesn't know about Jianzong, what the old saying goes - don't be afraid of natural disasters, be afraid of man-made disasters The matter has not been investigated so far, no matter whether there is a day when the truth will be revealed, I will always sit upright."

Shangxuanzong, Shenfengzong, and Danxiazong are among the top three Taoist sects. While competing with each other, there are collusion and discord within each other.

And the elder in charge of Shangxuanzong sitting next to Xuanjing—this position is usually held by the elder with the highest cultivation level below the head—Xuanzhen is slightly fat, with a round and kind face. There was no abnormal expression in his words, and he smoothed things over with a smile: "Okay, okay, no matter how amazing and talented Gu Lingxiao is, he is just a junior. It is worth talking back and forth like you old guys? Just look at it!"

Several people stopped talking, and Bai Ye, who was leaning against the seat over there, raised his eyelids when he heard Gu Lingxiao's name in the audience's discussion.

He is the most comfortable among this group of powerful people. Others are sitting cross-legged in front of the desk. He brought a white jade couch with him and lay half-lying lazily. Feel.

But as soon as his eyes fell on No. 16 spiritual mirror, his pupils shrank suddenly.

It happened to be the scene of Qi Ran standing up to ask Huang Yuanjiu for advice, a fluffy, round-faced little white dog laying in his arms, one person and one dog together—it was too familiar.

"Tsk!" Bai Ye raised his hand and stroked the white hair that half covered his eyes to the back of his head, his blue eyes narrowed slightly.

The audience behind them were also very concerned about this foundation-building monk who could team up with Gu Lingxiao and Shangguan Ran, and they all talked about it.

"Who is that person? He is the most shameless in this team, Murong Huan, Mo Qianxun, and that Buddhist cultivator Juechen, who are somewhat famous."

"In the mid-stage of foundation establishment, you dare to cross the entire realm to challenge, isn't it too ignorant? Could it be some young master who is planning to use high-level magic weapons to smash people?"

"Let me see, the name written on the list seems to be... Qi Ran?"

In Floating Spirit Island, Qi Ran and Huang Yuanjiu, as the first opponents of the two teams' battle, have already entered the ring.

Xiaobai was put down by him, and he didn't want others to hug him. He grew a little bigger by himself, and looked around the ring.

Mo Qianxun was probably the one with the most outgoing personality in the two teams, he waved his fist at Qi Ran, and said loudly: "Qi Ran, come on!"

Qi Ran also waved at her: "Okay!"

Seeing this, Sang Zinan smiled at Gu Lingxiao and said, "Zhenjun Lingxiao, this Qi Ran must have some unique skills, right? But our Yuan Jiu, who has been studying spells for many years, has been quite effective. In terms of fighting skills, he is almost as good as gold." Later stage of Dan."

Gu Lingxiao said lightly: "He lacks such an opponent."

"Ah?" Sang Zinan was stunned for a moment. Before he could figure out who Gu Lingxiao was referring to, he saw the handsome young man in white on the stage pull out a Qingfeng sword made of ordinary iron from the storage ring. .

Murong Huan snorted softly: "Don't even hold a decent sword? Who do you look down on?"

Over there, Huang Yuanjiu also brought out an exquisite black jade brush. Perhaps it was because Sang Zinan set up a polite and courteous tone when he came, and he also wisely put away his sarcastic appearance, and confronted Qi Ran Li: "Fellow Daoist Qi, please."

As soon as the words fell, the entire hundred-foot-wide arena was blown by strong winds, and the sand and soil were raging. It was impossible to see the two of them clearly with the naked eye.

Naturally, Qi Ran didn't underestimate the enemy. He was no longer a rookie opponent like Lin Linger and Zhuo Yifan before. Anyone who dared to participate in the competition, especially a casual cultivator with no background, could never be a show.

Of course, neither was he himself.

Qi Ran gently closed his eyes, and the Qingfeng sword in his hand was frosted and foggy in an instant, and he slanted his hand without fancy, and the sword aura soared into the sky.

"Sword Cultivator!" Inside and outside Lingdao, those who watched the battle all had a flash of inspiration, and these two words appeared in their minds.

"It turned out to be a sword cultivator! No wonder he is so courageous!" The audience on Shanhe Stage whispered to each other.

"Amazing! Since the destruction of Jianzong 20 years ago, I have never heard of any decent sword cultivator!"

"Comparing him with Jianzong's disciples is a little exaggerated -- everyone knows that Jianzong only accepts geniuses, and this Qi Ran's information is filled with a 44-year-old foundation-building sixth floor, and he is not worthy to be used by Jianzong to carry shoes. Bar!"

As soon as these words came out, many people nodded in agreement.

"Even if he can't join the Sword Sect, he is still an excellent swordsman! Do you need to say something about lifting shoes?!" A female cultivator at the foundation stage helped Qi Ran and said, "Look at the level of his sword energy. Is it so pure that ordinary people can have it?"

This female revision is Lan Zhi who had a relationship with Qi Ran at the mountain gate before, and Qi Ran's casual and kind attitude left a good impression on her that day. Stay on the road.

"What I said is the truth. Among the disciples of Jianzong who came out of the mountain back then, which one didn't leave a strong mark in the Three Realms? Especially their last disciple who came out of the mountain, Songyue Zhenjun, who has reached Jindan in his 30s Not to mention, you have cultivated Jianxin! Do you know what Jianxin means? It means not to mention crossing one realm, crossing two realms can still be invincible!" The person who looked down on Qi Ran , but he also said it clearly and logically, "Others in their 30s can fight Huashen at the golden core stage. Compared with them, Qi Ran is not worthy of even lifting shoes!"

"You!" Lanzhi said angrily, "If you can't get on the stage anymore, you can still compete with Jin Danqi! If you can do this, you can do it!"

"If he can compete with each other, he will definitely win? Besides, if he is really a swordsman, he will probably be flattered to let him go to Jianzong to lift his shoes!" The man raised his neck and said, he didn't look very old, But no one wonders why he can treasure a sect that has been destroyed for 20 years——

It's too normal. Although Jianzong is not ranked among the major forces in the cultivation world, he is indeed too legendary. Even today, many people are still their fans.

If Qi Ran could hear their discussion, he would probably be very superior, but at the moment, he is just an ordinary wild swordsman in the eyes of everyone, his name is unknown, and his level is waiting to be tested——

In No. 16 spiritual mirror, the sandstorm surrounding Qi Ran is getting bigger and bigger. This sandstorm not only obscures his vision, but also has the effect of shielding his spiritual consciousness. Sometimes thunder and fire flashes and strikes at his vitals.

Qi Ran received every thunder and fire attack with incomparable precision, thinking that Huang Yuanjiu really still has a few brushes—in the midst of the wind and sand, there is actually a heavy stagnation talisman at work, exerting continuous pressure on him , imprisoning his actions.

As soon as the shot is made, three kinds of spells are superimposed, and the level of each spell is not low.From the very beginning, they took advantage of the opportunity. If the opponent is not calm enough, they will probably lose their positions just by seeing this formation.

Huang Yuanjiu hid in the wind and sand, constantly changing positions and urging the thunder and fire talisman. His mentality at this time was both proud and a little impatient. The proud thing was that his tactics really worked. The monk is one of his housekeeping routines.

What is impatient is that under the heavy pressure of the stagnating talisman in the past, the golden core stage monks will only slow down, but now Qi Ran has received so many thunder fires, and the speed has not slowed down at all. Huang Yuanjiu even doubted He didn't rely on spiritual power to increase the speed of swinging the sword at all, but... it couldn't be purely relying on his own physical strength and hand speed!

Unable to create an effective attack for a long time, Huang Yuanjiu suppressed his irritability and calmed down to think, and soon realized that there were actually two paths in front of him-either relying on spiritual power and spells to drag down Qi Ran, after all, Qi Ran can't say anything. It's just the foundation building stage, and the spiritual power in his body can't be exhausted at his golden core stage. With the addition of spells, it can be said that it is foolproof to drag him down;

Huang Yuanjiu decided to choose the latter.Because what if Qi Ran is really not using spiritual power to speed up?Even though the procrastination was exhausted, he didn't know how many spells he would have to throw into it to kill him, what a pity!

He had already summoned the spell into his hand, and just as he was waiting to activate it, something happened suddenly.

"Pfft!" The Qingfeng sword that suddenly penetrated his waist pierced into his body out of thin air like a ghost in daylight.

Huang Yuanjiu vomited a mouthful of blood, and then a piercing sword intent, as cold as deep winter snow, instantly penetrated his meridians!

Everyone knows that the most terrifying thing about sword cultivators' attacks is that once their sword intent injuries are caused, it is difficult to remove them immediately. The pills and spells don't work, and you can only continue to fight with the injuries—but this sword comes After the first time, there will be the second time, Huang Yuanjiu knew in his heart that he didn't even know how the sword came here!

"I admit defeat!" Huang Yuanjiu said without hesitation.

Suddenly the wind and sand cleared, and the arena returned to the bright sunlight. I saw Qi Ranping walking over calmly, pulling out the long sword in his waist, and then dispelling the raging sword intent in the meridians for Huang Yuanjiu.

Only then did Huang Yuanjiu quickly put a recovery talisman on himself, and the wound on his waist and abdomen immediately healed.

Under the eyes of everyone, Huang Yuanjiu naturally wouldn't deny it, but he really didn't figure it out. He stood up and bowed his hands to Qi Ran: "Fellow Daoist Qi, thank you for your guidance, I wonder if you would like to clear up my doubts for me? You, your sword just now, is it true?" Where did it come from!"

Qi Ran held the Qingfeng sword backhand behind his elbow, and his cold expression suddenly dissipated, and he smiled and said to him: "There is no special method, I just predicted your next position... and then directly put the sword Just throw it over."

Huang Yuanjiu was dumbfounded: "How is it possible! You put it simply, predict, how do you predict? And my air-staying talisman has not expired, how can you throw the sword so fast?"

Qi Ran smiled and said: "Actually, you, Daoist Huang, have very good tactics. It is not an exaggeration to say that you have a net from heaven and earth. There are not many countermeasures I can choose. The reason is that I only use my bare hands to fight back in the early stage, saving as much as possible." Spiritual power, after confirming your position, then almost take the time out of your body to gather all the spiritual power in one sword, so you can have that speed."

He raised his hand and saluted again, and then jumped off the ring.

The little white dog immediately jumped up happily and circled around him, but the rest of the spectators were still in disbelief.

Their thinking is similar to that of Huang Yuanjiu, pre-judgment?Easy to say!In a foundation building period, how many clues can be observed under the shadow of spiritual power filled with wind and sand?Unless he has fought thousands of times and his combat experience is so mature that he has trained his so-called intuition, can he be judged as a ghost? !

And bare hands!unarmed!Is this what people say?If I can reach this speed with bare hands, I don't need spiritual power to accelerate!And your sword is Fantie, and you have to rely on your sword will to resist the thunder and fire, so if you change to a spiritual sword with its own defense, can you win more easily? !

Not to mention the last "almost exhausting spiritual power", it is crazy and boundless!

The on-site spectators were dumbfounded, and the auditorium outside the arena, which could only rely on the spiritual mirror to watch the battle, exploded directly.