Supreme Immortal Demon

The young monk looked a bit old-fashioned, tall, with a curly beard and a rough temperament. He carried a blood-red spear on his shoulder, with a green viscous liquid stuck to the tip. It didn't take much to figure out that it was the blood of the giant snake.

Giant snakes, spears, smoke... They were far away, and the domineering aura rushed towards them. The storm in the sky was mixed with the faint roar of guns, echoing in the sky above the Yandao Arena.

Everyone convulsed!

After a while, someone came back to his senses: "It's the third-ranked Senior Brother Yan! Fire Spear Yan Daoming, the leading disciple of the younger generation in the Kongku Mountain Realm, is finally here!"

"That was... gun breath just now?"

"It's amazing, Senior Brother Yan actually realized the breath of momentum! After Senior Brother Luo, another genius who realized the breath of momentum was born in our Kongkong Mountain Realm!"

"Yes, in the world of Tiannan Immortal Dao, only those who understand the breath of momentum before the age of twenty-five can be regarded as recognized geniuses."

Looking at the burly young man who picked up the snake corpse with a spear in one hand and walked step by step, the faces of the inner and outer disciples were all full of admiration.

Suddenly at this moment, another stormy breath came from the northwest.

Wind, thunder, earth and fire, pierced through with one finger!

Yan Daoming stopped, turned his head, and looked to the northwest of the arena.

Following Yan Daoming's gaze, all the disciples looked at him and saw a young man wearing a golden crown walking slowly. He is not tall, and compared to Yan Daoming, he looks even shorter and thinner. However, no one would look down upon him because of this, including Yan Daoming, who looked at the young man with a hint of caution.

"Lu Boya, you have realized it too."

"If you still don't realize it, you will be thrown away."

"Hahaha, you are chasing me so closely."

"You are wrong. I am not chasing you, but surpassing you. After this autumn competition, you will be completely left behind by me."

"Really? Well, I'll wait."

Yan Daoming grinned, showing his white teeth, picked up the giant snake, and strode towards the main hall. Lu Boya stopped talking. He put his hands behind his back and walked slowly towards the main hall from the other side of the Yandao Arena.

The inner and outer sect disciples automatically opened two paths until Yan Daoming and Lu Boya disappeared into the main hall, and the crowd was completely excited!

Lu Boya, ranked fourth, and Yan Daoming, ranked third, were among the top 64 geniuses who had ever entered Tiannan University. This time when they returned to the mountain, not only did they all understand the powerful "breath", but they also collided with each other and met for a battle. A powerful dialogue was about to begin!

The autumn competition has not yet begun, but the climax has already arrived early.

"Bo Ya's progress over the past year is really amazing." Xiang Shaoyu said with a hint of jealousy in his tone: "I really don't know what kind of stimulation he received."

Among the seven main peaks in the Kongku Mountain Realm, Cuizhu Peak has always been ranked at the bottom. The top ten on the ranking list are always dominated by the three peaks of Ziji, Black Dragon and Jinding. Xiang Shaoyu's ability to reach sixth place is already making history. This was supposed to be a great happy event, but it was diluted a lot by Lu Boya's understanding.

A year ago, Lu Boya barely made it into the top five at Golden Peak, let alone the rankings in the entire Kong Kong Mountain Realm. In just one year, he seemed to have changed as a person. He practiced hard and participated in various trials and adventures. He quickly changed his mind and stood out from the many disciples of the main peak. In the Tiannan Competition three months ago, he was even more impressive, breaking into the top 64.

"Speaking of which, Yan'er and Yin Chen, you have made great progress this year." Xiang Shaoyu glanced at Tang Yan'er and Yin Chen beside him and said lightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Yandao Arena suddenly became quiet.

On the auditorium on the second floor of the main hall, Xiang Shaoyu and other higher-ranking disciples all had stiff faces, with cautious expressions and fear in their eyes.

"They are here." Lu Boya smiled faintly.

"We're finally here." Yan Daoming leaned his gun on the ground, opened his mouth, and showed a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.

Two murderous auras came from the east and the west. For most inner disciples, the murderous aura was a strange existence. But for most outer disciples who come from the martial arts world, murderous intent is no stranger. However, these two murderous auras, which were as substantial as a rainbow or a waterfall, and collided with each other from time to time, opened their eyes and amazed them.

Accompanying the murderous intent are two figures that are as fast as lightning, entangled from time to time, but separated in the blink of an eye.

A figure in the west, regardless of body or technique, is one black and one white, looking very monotonous. But when the black and white colors spread, a huge and simple Qi spread out, and the entire Yandao Arena was crawling under this Qi, trembling slightly.

Even so, he still failed to overpower his opponent.

His opponent was slightly tall and slender, and he was able to perform the technique casually without making seals or chanting incantations. He had reached an extremely proficient level by using his fingers like an arm.

And his skills shocked all the disciples. With a wave of his arm, the air around him for about twenty steps shattered inch by inch, and the hurricane twisted into a whirlpool, gathering around him, but it was erratic, enough to reveal his unfathomable skills. It can shatter the air at will, and can also trigger hurricanes in the gaps. It requires at least 500,000 kilograms of arm strength to do it, which is far beyond the average fourth level of foundation building.

"It's Senior Brother Huo Jun! Senior Brother Huo is here too! He's so awesome and deserves to be the number one true disciple."

"The fourth level of Foundation Establishment is the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, which is divided into two levels. The ordinary Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, and the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment after passing the fire. Did you see that Senior Brother Huo Jun received the Fire Seed early, and his strength is far superior to ordinary ones? Foundation-building perfection!”

"Who is the other one... Could it be Young Master Luo! It must be Senior Brother Luo! Only Senior Brother Luo can tie with Senior Brother Huo!"

As Huo Jun showed up, the black and white figure in the west also stopped moving. His appearance also surprised everyone.

"It's not Mr. Luo. Who is he?"

"I don't know him. I don't think I've seen him much."

"It's impossible. I've seen the top 50 on the list."

Looking at the ordinary-looking young man in cloth clothes walking on the Yandao Arena, the inner and outer disciples whispered and talked about it.

"Huh? Bai Guan? He's a disciple of Baiyue Peak." Xiang Shaoyu frowned and looked in the direction of the disciples of Baiyue Peak, but saw that the disciples of Baiyue Peak were also surprised.

"I know him." Yin Chen said, "His surname is Qiu, his name is Xiaoliu, he is 22 years old this year, and he is a disciple of Baiyue Peak who ranks very low. I once participated in the trial with him. At that time, I was very surprised because he only knew one method."

"What method?" Tang Yan'er asked curiously.

"Ninth-grade basic emptiness art." Yin Chen smiled bitterly.

The disciples of Cuizhu Peak were all stunned. The Ninth-grade Basic Void Art is the basic entry-level method of the Void Mountain Realm. It is one yin and one yang, with yang for attack and yin for defense. It is that simple. Inner disciples can practice it, but it is just a method for getting started. Because of its limited power, no one will practice it all the time.

"What he just used seems to be the Ninth-grade Basic Void Art." After a while, Yin Chen said with some difficulty: "It's unbelievable that he tied with Senior Brother Huo. How did he do it?"

In the Daoyan fighting field, Huo Jun and Qiu Xiaoliu stood in the east and west, facing each other.

Huo Jun is tall and thin, handsome, wearing a black crown and the usual black wind Taoist robe of Black Dragon Peak. The sleeves of his clothes fluttered in the wind, looking very chic. Compared with him, Qiu Xiaoliu looked much shabby. He had a sturdy body, a simple and honest appearance, and a dusty gray cloth. He looked like an ordinary farmer.

However, no one would underestimate Qiu Xiaoliu because of his appearance. Being able to fight the first true disciple to a draw, resisting the aura and not losing, such a person, without looking at the ranking, is already the favorite to win the autumn competition.

"The grudge between the two of you will not be too late to settle it until the competition starts in three days."

The lazy voice sounded, but it was like a warm breeze that blew away the murderous aura between Huo Jun and Qiu Xiaoliu. The young man in white rode a green donkey and appeared in the Yandao Arena with a smile.

The Yandao Arena, together with the main hall behind him, was instantly silent.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the young man. The inner and outer disciples had crazy admiration in their eyes, the main peak disciples were full of admiration, and the true disciples were more or less jealous. As for Huo Jun, Yan Daoming, and Lu Boya, they stared at the young man on the donkey's back. At the same time, three auras rose to the sky, swallowing up the wind and clouds, and blasted away.

The three breaths ran side by side, like a long rainbow piercing the sun, the Milky Way flowing backwards, leaving a long tail in the sky, rushing towards the young man in white.

"I have understood it all. Not bad." The young man smiled slightly. He was born very handsome, plump as jade, and this smile made him even more outstanding, handsome and suave, causing 99% of the female disciples to blush.

Without seeing any movement from the young man, a breath of wind and cloud rose from his head, faintly gathered into a transparent cylinder, facing the three breaths.

Boom!

The young man's body shook imperceptibly, but the smile on his face remained.

He was not at all inferior to the three breaths with one breath! In a blink of an eye, the four breaths dispersed, each occupying a corner of the arena, facing each other in the east, south, west and north.

"Enough. Luo Fei, and those two boys, come and sign up." An old voice sounded from the depths of the main hall, with a whistling sound in the voice, easily blowing away the four breaths of momentum.

"Yes, Elder Qin." The young man riding the donkey jumped off the donkey and saluted respectfully towards the main hall. Then he patted the donkey, and the donkey was flattened by him, gradually turning into a paper cut, which was put into Luo Fei's sleeve.

Huo Jun and Qiu Xiaoliu also bowed and saluted, and walked into the main hall with Luo Fei.

After a long time, exclamations were heard in the Yandao Arena.

"Sure enough, the masters always appear last!"

"Yes, the four leading disciples are finally here. This time, almost all the main peak disciples participated in the competition. This seems to be the first time."

"Four leading figures? Hehe, I think there will be one more person after this competition."

"Are you talking about the senior brother from Baiyue Peak who came with Senior Brother Huo? It's a pity that he is still a little short, at least he hasn't realized the breath of momentum."

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Listening to the discussions of the inner and outer disciples, Xiang Shaoyu looked a little ugly on the second-floor platform of the main hall.

"In this competition, as long as Senior Brother performs stably, he will definitely be among the top six. We have confidence in Senior Brother." A disciple from the main peak of Cuizhu Peak observed and said.

"Yes, I remember that the old master of the peak once said that as long as Senior Brother enters the top six, he will agree to one of Senior Brother's requests." Another disciple from the main peak smiled and glanced at Tang Yan'er intentionally or unintentionally.

Xiang Shaoyu's heart was warmed. Almost everyone in Cuizhu Peak knew about his feelings for Tang Yan'er, and he himself was too lazy to hide it. His current ranking has risen to sixth. As long as he can keep the sixth place in this competition, he can return to Cuizhu Peak and ask the peak master to help him and Tang Yan'er become a pair of dual cultivation Taoist couples.

Xiang Shaoyu is still very confident in achieving this goal. In addition to the four leading figures and Qiu Xiaoliu who suddenly appeared, Xiang Shaoyu did not think that anyone in this generation of Kongxu Mountain Realm could threaten him.

"Junior sister, do you have confidence in Senior Brother?" Xiang Shaoyu suddenly looked at Tang Yan'er and asked.

"Of course." Tang Yan'er smiled faintly, but never looked at Xiang Shaoyu straight in the eye.

Xiang Shaoyu frowned slightly. Since returning from the Wuhua City trial more than a year ago, his junior sister seemed to have changed into a different person. She was no longer so jumpy, calmer, and no longer as close to him as before.

At this time, the bell rang. After ten rings, it was the end of the registration.

Along with the bell, there were several streams of light flying from the distant sky. The streams of light fell into the main hall and turned into ten Taoists with a strong aura. Whether they were inner and outer disciples in the fighting field, or the main peak disciples who gathered on the second floor after the registration, they all bent down and saluted respectfully.

"Meet the elder."

"No need to be polite, start the grouping." The middle-aged female Taoist in the lead said with a frown. She was wearing a white Taoist robe with plum blossom patterns and a face that still had charm. She was the second seat of the Outer War Pavilion, the Demon Master.

"More than 300 of you will be divided into eight groups. Each group will decide the first and second place. The first place will directly advance to the top ten, and the second place will compete for the remaining two places." Master Dangmo said coldly: "From now on, I will divide the groups according to the current ranking."

It was past noon and approaching dusk. The sun was slanting to the west, and under the clouds and mist, the shadows of the green mountains were slanting to the east.

At this time, the bell had just rang three times, and everyone was listening to Master Dangmo arranging the groups.

A figure appeared leisurely at the edge of the Yandao fighting field.

"Wait... I'll sign up."