Fu Luan

Le Wuyan sat on the couch, tilted his head and smiled at the person in front of him.

Xu Youming's eyes moved, he stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and brushed his temple lightly.

Feeling the coolness of Xu Youming's palm, Le Wuyan closed his eyes and whispered, "Qi Yin..."

"When we go back to Su Xiaofeng," Xu Youming said, "It's not suitable to be outside."

After branding the deed, if supplemented with double-cultivation techniques to retreat for a period of time, the cultivation base can quickly improve a bit, and there is no rush for this moment.

Le Wuyan regretted slightly: "That's fine."

Xu Youming pressed his fingers on his forehead, and Le Wuyan shuddered slightly.

He still didn't like the feeling of being controlled, so he pulled Xu Youming's hand off, and licked his fingertips with his tongue.

"I'm going to practice, and there's still a ranking competition." Le Wuyan reminded the humanity in front of him.

Xu Youming stared at him intently, then bent down after a while, Le Wuyan raised his head and smiled and stuck him up.

For the next ten days, the two of them did not go out again, and tried their best to consolidate Le Wuyan's cultivation that had just entered the country.

The day before the ranking competition, Le Wuyan got the time and place of the competition, and Xu Youming went there ahead of time.After leaving the customs, I realized that many things happened in the past ten days. Nearly ten Xuanmen monks died at the hands of evil cultivators. All of them died when they were alone. Among them was a Jindan peak monk who had just obtained the quota to enter the semi-immortal realm.

People are panicking, rumors are raging, and people are discussing the murder of the evil cultivator everywhere, but the matter of seizing the house has been kept secret by the major sects. Only a few high-ranking monks know about it, and it has not been widely spread.

Le Wuyan didn't understand this very much: "Nowadays, people are dying under the hands of evil cultivators almost every day. Why don't you tell the truth, so that ordinary monks can be wary, and don't trust the people around you too much, so as not to lose it for nothing. Life, shouldn't it?"

Xu Youming said: "If everyone knows about the seizure of the house, it is only a trivial matter for everyone to be in danger. At that time, it will not be a matter of credulity or not. The monks will be suspicious and attack each other, and even the trust between the same clan It will also disintegrate, what's more, someone will make trouble with this, take the opportunity to eliminate dissidents, and shake the foundation of the sect, so we can't say it."

"People from the Taoist sect, you have too many eyes." At this time, Le Wuyan felt that it was better to be a demon, to be alone and carefree, so there was no need to worry about this or that.

Xu Youming reminded him: "You are also a member of the Taoist sect."

Le Wuyan: "For the sake of the so-called foundation of the sect, regardless of whether those low-level monks live or die, the immortal also thinks so?"

Xu Youming: "It's no different from me."

It means that this kind of matter is related to the survival of the Taoist sect, and it is not necessary or his turn to worry about it. After all, he is not even the suzerain.

Le Wuyan smiled: "Forget it, I won't talk about being the suzerain's wife anymore."

Let others clean up this mess.

On the day of the competition, it was still on Liuli Island. The thousand arenas from the last round of the arena were merged into one, and doubled in size. is a winner.

Before the time came, the sidelines were already full of spectators who came to watch.

Le Wuyan meditated on the spot, taking advantage of the last bit of time to adjust his inner breath and improve his state.

When Qin Ziyu came over, Le Wuyan would withdraw his spiritual power to his dantian, opened his eyes and saw him alone, and asked him, "Where is Nephew Yu? Didn't you come with you?"

Qin Ziyu explained: "Brother Yu will also participate in the ranking competition in the foundation building period today."

"That's not bad, he's a good face for his father." After Le Wuyan finished speaking casually, he stood up and looked at the hourglass in front of him. There was still half a quarter of an hour before the start of the competition.

Xu Youming once again reminded him not to underestimate the enemy after he came to power, Le Wuyan waved his hand casually to show he knew.

When the time came, thousands of Golden Core cultivators flew onto the stage at the same time.

As soon as Le Wuyan landed on the ground, a strong hurricane suddenly blew up on the stage. He immediately released the phoenix kung fu to stabilize his body. After the gust of wind passed, everyone finally understood the situation. It was a peak cultivator who was well versed in the Wind Control Technique intimidating people. In the previous group arena, he used the same trick to attack and retreat many challengers who came to the stage.This trick really worked, and four or five monks were caught off guard. Even before they landed on the competition platform, they were blown off by the hurricane the moment they got up, and they lost.

This is too arrogant, everyone reacted, and immediately there were dozens of people rushing forward, aiming directly at the peak cultivator, all eighteen kinds of martial arts, spiritual power, weapons, magic weapons, talismans, all kinds of attack methods were cast on the same person However, the person in the center of the encirclement was not afraid, and responded calmly.

But Le Wuyan didn't have time to watch the excitement. He found that he was also the one being besieged, and there were also seven or eight people around him who pointed their spears at him. On the left side were ghost vines that bared their teeth and claws, and on the right side were the falling steel Needle, a large mirror hangs in the air in front, the light is frightening, and there is thunder in the back...

There are not a few monks who are in the same situation as him, and they don't need to ventilate. All the targets under siege are those who have performed particularly well in the previous rounds of competitions, and have the best talents and the strongest abilities, so they have become the target of public criticism.

Le Wuyan is not afraid of these, relying on the protection of the true spirit, all kinds of attacks can't get close to his body, manipulating the red branches to fan the feathers, rushing through the crowd, bringing up gusts of wind, constantly twisting and changing the airflow around him In an instant, he forcibly reversed the attacks that were coming at him to other people.

When the ghost vine approached him, he turned in a distorted posture, facing the piercing sword intent coming obliquely ahead, thousands of steel needles rushed into the thunder and lightning flashing behind him in an unreasonable and weird route, and the light in front was dazzling The Great Realm was shattered by the halberd that came from the same side, but the scorching light attacked the spiritual weapon obliquely behind... All the attacks directed at Le Wuyan turned into mutual conflicts between those people. fight.

The monks who besieged Le Wuyan had no idea that such an accident would happen. They were all caught off guard, and no one escaped under the panic. In various embarrassing gestures, he was knocked off the stage at the same time.

Not allowing Le Wuyan to take a breath, a dozen or so people surrounded him immediately after.

Le Wuyan manipulated the red branch with ease. After being contaminated with immortal energy in the land of the absolute realm, his top-grade spiritual weapon finally awakened the essence of the fairy weapon, and it was more useful than before.

Someone tried to destroy the red branch, but also used a spiritual weapon to fight against it. As a result, a good top-grade spiritual weapon was crushed into powder. For the same grade of spiritual weapon, the red branch is far more powerful than others. carry on.

In just one or two hours, dozens of people have already been forcibly driven out of the stage by Le Wuyan!

At noon, only half of the thousand monks remained on the stage, and the battle became more intense.

Le Wuyan fights with others non-stop, but consumes far less spiritual power than others. Most of the time, he automatically uses the true spirit to urge Hongzhi to use his strength. The killing move determines the world, and defeats more opponents with as little spiritual energy consumption as possible.

Wave after wave of monks went forward, and they were singled out by him again.

As the fight became smoother and smoother, Le Wuyan did take it lightly, and his movements were a little more sloppy than when he first came on stage.Then he swung the whip violently, and all three people in front of him were knocked down, but he suddenly felt a chill behind his back, and there seemed to be a gust of cool air blowing over the back of his neck in a blink of an eye, as if it was his illusion.

Le Wuyan became alert immediately, and threw his red waist behind him suddenly. Behind him was only a monk who was also in the middle stage of Jindan, who was trying to sneak attack him with a heavy gun, but in an instant, Hongzhi reversed the direction of attack.

Not this person.

Le Wuyan is very sure that at that moment, something penetrated his true spirit, but it wasn't this person, this person has no ability to do it.

what happened?

As time goes by, there are fewer people on the court, but more people watching outside the court.

With Le Wuyan not around, Qin Ziyu didn't dare to get too close to Xu Youming, so he retreated to a position a little behind, staring intently at the stage, his eyes following Le Wuyan.

When I was in a trance, a familiar laughter sounded in my ear, it was Xie Shigu.

This person's breath was close, and he smiled and said: "Your Madam Xianzun is very powerful. With this momentum, I am afraid that he can even enter the top ten. After today's battle, he will be completely famous."

Qin Ziyu turned his head, met Shang Xie Shigu's smiling eyes, and moved a little away.

Xie Shigu's smile paused slightly: "Avoid me?"

Qin Ziyu avoided his gaze: "Why is the leader here?"

Xie Shigu narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at him for a moment, and suddenly said, "Can I apologize to you for what happened that night?"

Qin Ziyu was stunned.

Xie Shigu: "Are you going to talk to me?"

Qin Ziyu couldn't help but frowned: "Why does the leader have to do this?"

"You think I'm sick. Anyway, Mrs. Xianzun doesn't always think there's something wrong with me." Xie Shigu said indifferently.

Qin Ziyu: "...If the leader is in a bad mood, he should go to the leader's wife."

"It's useless to find him," Xie Shigu laughed at himself, "he doesn't even want to talk to me now, he doesn't want the Xuehua Tianjing that I worked so hard to find for him, and he doesn't want the Otoki Essence that I spent a lot of money to photograph. No, I'm just asking for trouble when I go to him."

Qin Ziyu: "Since that's the case, why doesn't the leader refuse to let him go?"

Xie Shigu's eyes staring at him suddenly turned cold, Qin Ziyu shook his head slightly, not wanting to say any more, but Xie Shigu suddenly said: "It would be great if he were you."

Qin Ziyu's complexion changed slightly, Xie Shigu didn't seem to realize that he had said something astonishing, and his eyes fell back to the competition stage in front of him.

"Madam Xianzun, there seems to be something wrong."

Qin Ziyu's attention was instantly diverted, and he looked forward.

On the competition stage, Le Wuyan was no longer as relaxed as before, as if he was distracted by something, when dealing with the monks who attacked him, he almost missed several times.

He did encounter a tricky situation, the back of his neck constantly had yin energy breaking through his protective spirit, trying to penetrate into his body, and he had to deal with that lingering lingering energy when he was fighting with others It is inevitable that he loses sight of the other, especially not knowing where the yin energy comes from and what its purpose is, his heart beats like a drum, he can't help but think about it, and then he gets distracted.

Until the sound transmission sounded in the spiritual consciousness: "Qingque, concentrate, and stabilize the Taoist heart."

Hearing Xu Youming's voice, Le Wuyan felt a little relieved. While fighting with others, he quickly expressed his doubts and asked Xu Youming: "Did you feel something wrong off the court?"

Xu Youming reminded him: "Extract the immortal energy from the rosary and integrate it into the true spirit."

Le Wuyan immediately complied, and the fairy energy wrapped around the rosary beads on his wrist melted into his protective spirit one by one. These rosary beads contained the immortal power of the immortal, so the immortal energy continued to grow.

With the integration of immortal energy, the aura around his body suddenly became more dazzling, feeling that the strange yin energy at the back of his neck had been expelled, Le Wuyan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"It works," he said.

Not only that, but with the integration of immortal energy, the attacking power of the surrounding monks is even more difficult for him. Le Wuyan immediately relaxed, and after calming down, he soon realized that something was wrong, and asked Xu Youming again: "Can you break the true spirit?" The person whose cultivation base is at least three great realms higher than mine, must be a cultivator above Lianxu, and be a person in the audience? Didn’t you realize it just now?”

"It's not the people in the audience. There is no change in the audience," Xu Youming said firmly. There is no way to find out the specific situation on the stage."

Le Wuyan was surprised and said: "There are high-ranking monks on the stage? Is it a demon cultivator who has taken away his home?"

As he spoke, he suddenly remembered that when he was in Qincheng, Yu Weiqiu once said that he was being targeted by the evil cultivator, and what he said was "coldness in the back and yin energy entering the body".

Thinking of this, Le Wuyan's heart thumped, his eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, the stage was in chaos, hundreds of monks were fighting in confusion, it was hard to tell who was who, let alone distinguish who was pretending to be Xuan from so many people. The demon Xiu of the people in the door.

Xu Youming reminded him again: "Don't think too much, stabilize yourself first."

Le Wuyan pressed back his thoughts, forget it if he can't find it, after all, now that he has immortal energy to protect his body, the other party can't make any moves against him, so let's talk about it after the match.

Having figured this out, he swung his whip and rushed into the crowd again.

The competition continued, and in the evening, there were only the last 20 people left on the stage. Except for Le Wuyan, the rest were all monks at the peak of Jindan and later stages.

Le Wuyan's performance was obvious to all. He was even more calm than those peak cultivators who had been besieged since he came on stage. He was able to pick off several opponents at the same time, causing countless people on and off the stage to look at him.

Le Wuyan turned around with a whip and pulled a late-stage cultivator who attacked him from behind, but saw that the dozen or so people in front of him seemed to have made an appointment, and at some point they had all aimed at him in unison.

There was an uproar outside the stadium.

Nearly [-] monks at the peak and later stages of Jindan were so unconfident, disregarding face, and besieging the only person left on the stage with the lowest cultivation level.

Le Wuyan raised his brows but smiled, his smile was very seductive: "If that's the case, then let's come together."

After the last word was pronounced, the phoenix real fire was released with a bang, sweeping the entire competition stage with the momentum of a prairie fire, and the monks were busy releasing various defensive techniques to resist, but with the next breath, another abyss with a completely different momentum Immediately afterwards, the purple flame blasted out from Le Wuyan's body, and quickly blended with the Phoenix's real fire. The two fires, one dark and one fiery, one yin and one yang, intertwined and merged into one in the most perfect posture of perfect fit. At the moment of fusion, an unprecedented huge energy burst out, and the explosion continued, the flames soared into the sky, and the blasting sound was loud.

There was only flames billowing on the stage, and the spectators outside the arena couldn't even hear any other sounds. The dozens of monks were engulfed by the flames, and they couldn't even struggle, as if they were about to die.

And Le Wuyan, who was in the center of the flames, had his long hair completely loose, his clothes fluttered, and he danced wildly with the heat waves. His whole body was radiant, extraordinary and dazzling like a god.

The next moment, he swung the red waist in his hand in all directions, criss-crossing in the raging sea of ​​flames.

When Hong Yao fought back again, the dozen or so Golden Core cultivators were covered in flames, and they all fell down the stage screaming in pain.

By the time the flames on the competition stage dissipated, Le Wuyan had consumed nearly [-]% of his true essence and spiritual power in his body.

A drop of sweat slid down his pale face, and he raised his eyes to look forward.

Apart from him, there is still one person on the stage, a cultivator at the peak of Jindan, whose flesh suffered from being licked by fire, but he really stayed on the stage, and he still has the strength to spare.

Le Wuyan looked at him, narrowed his eyes gradually, and asked in a deep voice, "Which family and sect are you from?"

The other party raised the corners of his lips and hissed, "It doesn't matter which faction you belong to, it's up to me now."

Le Wuyan saw his complacent expression, but said: "Do you know what is the most taboo thing about being a human being?"

The other party raised his eyebrows, seemingly puzzled: "The spiritual power in your body has been exhausted, and it is difficult to recover in a short time. It is useless to say that delaying time."

"I don't need to recover my spiritual power," Le Wuyan said slowly, "I'm just telling you that the most taboo thing about being a human being is overconfidence."

The other party's pupils shrank suddenly, covered with hostility, but Le Wuyan smiled, and said word by word: "But this, except for me."

After saying that, he sneered, the other party realized something was wrong from his eyes, and his expression suddenly changed, it was already too late.

Le Wuyan's red branch shot out fiercely, smashing through everything like lightning, piercing through the opponent's defense, but within two breaths, it was nailed hard into his throat.

The man struggled desperately, but his soul was nailed down.

There were exclamations everywhere, and someone shouted: "What is he doing?! Is he going to kill someone?! Why didn't he stop?!"

The Mahayana elders who had come to watch the battle tried to save people, but were blocked by a powerful sword intent. Xu Youming didn't explain a word, and just blocked everyone with the sword in his hand.

Qin Ziyu's eyes widened in astonishment, staring in disbelief at the sudden change on the stage.

The person behind said "tsk" and laughed lowly: "It's really exciting."

On the competition stage, the cultivator who was pinned by the red branch was still struggling in pain. Even after transforming his physical body into an incorporeal body like a cultivator who refined the emptiness, he still couldn't get rid of the thing that pinned him.

His primordial spirit has begun to gradually disintegrate. Except for the pinned soul, the other two souls and seven souls are separated from the body, twisting and struggling in mid-air, and dissipating bit by bit.

The demonic energy overflowed, and the stench of blood permeated the air.

The audience was dumbfounded, and the elder who was about to save someone lost his composure and sat down.

This person is... an evil cultivator in the Void Refinement Stage!