True Immortal of the Netherworld

Huang Jiu rushed forward with a dark smile on his lips.

"Little girl, it seems that your ability to drive away beasts is excellent, but don't be too proud. I will let you know the power of the golden dragon stick in Huang Jiuye's hand right away."

The golden dragon stick in Huang Jiu's hand is a bit shorter than an ordinary long stick, but it is very heavy. This weapon was specially made for him by his wealthy father who paid a large sum of money to hire a famous weapon refining master. It is made from the extremely rare condensed gold and purple dragon gall as the main materials. It weighs about three thousand kilograms and has reached the level of an ordinary magic weapon.

Before meeting the Green-skinned King, Huang Jiu was a physical practitioner and was somewhat famous among fellow monks of the Tiangui Sect.

His origin was unusual. He was originally the ninth prince of the Great Wei Kingdom, one of the cultivation countries within the Tiangui Sect's influence. He was born with great strength and had been obsessed with cultivation since he was a child.

Although the royal family of the Great Wei Kingdom was originally a relatively large cultivating family, he was not satisfied with the world of the Great Wei Kingdom.

In order to pursue the ultimate in cultivation, you must go to a real cultivation sect to practice and experience. After that, he joined the Tiangui Sect and became an ordinary disciple, using the pseudonym Huang Jiu.

He grew up in the palace since he was a child. He has the blood of a king and has an aloof personality. He always likes to challenge things that others dare not challenge, which includes entering the Unicorn Valley alone in the Ten Thousand Domains Forest a few years ago.

By chance, Huang Jiu was not lost in the Single Beast Valley, but got the beast, the one-horned green rhinoceros, and named it "The Green-skinned King." From then on, he became a famous beast exorcist.

…

In the blink of an eye, the two weapons connected and they were fighting together.

Huang Jiu's golden dragon stick is powerful and heavy, focusing on fierceness, accuracy and ruthlessness. When the stick came out, golden light swayed, and faint dragon-shaped purple energy overflowed.

Bai Mujin performed the "Ghost Chef's Secret Sword" sword technique with ease and skill. The sword moves and the bloody edge flows elegantly, just like a ghost moving around.

In the blink of an eye, the two fought for more than thirty rounds.

"This little girl's sword skills are so weird and exquisite, and her strength is not weak at all. It seems that she must have practiced the art of physical training. Today she unexpectedly encountered an opponent who is as good at animal driving and physical skills as herself. It's true. This line."

Ordinary people have a subconscious feeling that they are unwilling to compete with people who are too much higher than themselves or too much lower than themselves, but prefer to compete with opponents who are between themselves and have similar strengths.

Huang Jiu had this mentality at this time. He wanted to defeat Bai Mujin and prove that among the monks of the same level, he was the one with the best combination of beast exorcism and physical skills.

The mana surged in his body, and the pressure around him surged. He held one end of the golden dragon stick with one hand and stabbed forward fiercely.

In one form, a dragon emerges from the sea, and dragon-shaped energy appears around the stick body. The void shook, and the front end of the golden dragon stick reached Bai Mujin's shoulder in the blink of an eye.

Before, Bai Mujin carefully watched Huang Jiu's two matches in the audience. He had already estimated in his heart that dealing with an opponent with such fierce attacks would be exactly what he was good at.

Seeing the golden dragon stick coming from the opposite side, his sword skills changed, and he used the postive technique in the secret of "Ghost Chef You Dao".

With a flip of his wrist, the short knife thrust forward like a black loach against the surface of the golden dragon stick. The moment the two came into contact, he lightly tapped the side of the golden dragon stick with the back of the knife.

There was a crisp "ding" sound, and a cloud of sparks flew up.

Because the two forces were not in a straight line, the golden dragon stick was originally as powerful as a dragon's blow, but between the blows of the short sword, it deviated slightly outward.

Bai Mujin moved his body nimbly, and the golden dragon stick moved past his left shoulder. Then he leaned his body forward, turned his wrist, and performed the word-cutting technique in "Ghost Chef You Dao".

brush!

The tip of the Youdao just happened to reach Huang Jiu's wrist holding the golden dragon stick.

At this time, Huang Jiu was eager to win and moved too hard. In addition, he had consumed a lot of energy in the first two battles. The arm holding the golden dragon stick had no time to retract, and he suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

Just before the tip of the knife scratched Huang Jiu's wrist, Bai Mujin's hand holding the handle of the knife shook strangely, and used the back of the blade to hit the acupuncture point on Huang Jiu's wrist hard.

There was a "pop" sound, the sound of a whip hitting the cow's back.

Huang Jiu felt his wrist go numb, his fingers holding the golden dragon stick loosened, and the golden dragon stick came out of his hand.

The next moment, the two of them passed each other.

Dressed in white, Hibiscus dances like a white crane, and her body makes a very beautiful spin. She lifts the sword behind her and spins out an inconspicuous sword flower.

It is exactly the secret formula of "Ghost Chef You Dao".

The Jiezi Jue is also the most difficult method to cultivate in the secret of "Ghost Chef You Knife", and it is also the essence of the entire Knife Jue.

To interpret a word, follow the trend and do it just right. Practice makes perfect, and only then can you reach the level of solving the problem easily, like a cook can solve a cow.

Huang Jiu's body was strong, and Qi and blood were quickly injected into his wrists, and the numbness on them disappeared instantly.

He stepped forward with more force, and at the same time locked his golden dragon stick with his spiritual consciousness. He stretched out his arm and seemingly grabbed the tail of the golden dragon stick flying in mid-air.

Huang Jiugang wanted to turn around and fight again, but he felt a slight chill running down his spine.

With a flash of consciousness, he realized that the clothes at his spine had been cut an inch-sized hole by Bai Mujin's short knife.

This knife was used just right. Huang Jiu's coat and the close-fitting shirt underneath were both scratched, but the flesh and skin were not damaged at all.

Huang Jiu suddenly blushed, knowing that Bai Mujin had held back his hand just now. Otherwise, if Bai Mujin had been more ruthless, if the knife had cut into his spine, he would have been seriously injured even if he was not disabled.

Turning around, he took back the golden dragon stick and made fists with both hands.

"Thank you for your mercy, girl."

"Concession."

On the other side of the ring, Huang Jiu's green-skinned beast and Mu Jin's three spiritual apes were locked in a fight.

Huang Jiu shouted: "King Qingpi, let's go."

Bai Mujin put his little finger into his mouth and blew a whistle.

The four spirit beasts with red eyes stopped.

The green-skinned beast's small red eyes looked at the three difficult apes in front of it, and a purring sound came from its big nostrils.

The three-foot spiritual ape raised his fist high and waved it above his head, making a whining sound from his mouth.

The two sides seemed to agree to fight again.

These four spirit beasts all suffered some superficial injuries in the fight just now, but the injuries were very minor and could basically heal on their own without treatment.

The two of them each collected spiritual beasts.

"Bai Mujin, I, Huang Jiu, have remembered your name. I will ask you for advice when I get the chance." After saying that, Huang Jiu turned around and got off the ring.

"On the seventh stage, challenger Bai Mujin wins."

The black-clad deacon announced loudly.

There was cheers from the audience.

"Oh, this game is exciting. It's a beast fight and a hand-to-hand fight. It's dizzying."

"This little girl named Bai Mujin is amazing. Another talent has come out of the Bai family."

"These spiritual beasts are really eye-catching. It would be great if I could have such spiritual beasts."

…

After the steward of the No. 7 arena asked loudly three times in a row, no one came on stage to challenge Bai Mujin. Bai Mujin got the qualification to participate in the second stage of the Evil Ghost Path trial as he wished.

"How did I perform this time?" Bai Mujin asked.

"My performance is the best in the world. Next, let's look at my performance as the second best in the world." Xu Yang joked.

…

At this point in the arena competition, only the champions of the three arenas, No. 1, No. 4 and No. 15, have not been finally decided.

"On the fourth stage, is there anyone else coming to challenge?"

The black-clothed deacon asked loudly.

"I come."

The person who answered was none other than Xu Yang.

There are only three opponents left to choose from, and they are all at the True Alchemy Realm. At first glance, it seems that the champion on the fourth stage is slightly weaker. Therefore, Xu Yang decided to challenge the No. 4 arena.

"Xu Yang, a disciple of the Wood Spirit Academy, challenges Zhong Yu of the Ten Thousand Ghost Hall."

The steward of Arena No. 4 announced loudly.

Xu Yang stood on the ring and carefully looked at the disciple from Wangui Hall opposite him. Wangui Hall is one of the seven battle halls of Tiangui Sect, and it is the best hall in Tiangui Sect that specializes in ghost magic.

Opposite him, Zhong Yu was wearing a black robe. He was short, with a big chin, dark skin, and an unattractive appearance.

Zhong Yu also carefully looked at Xu Yang opposite him. With a flash of consciousness, he discovered that the person who came up to challenge him was just a young man who looked gentle and had no murderous intent. What was important was that his cultivation level was only in the Void Realm.

"Did I see it wrong?"

He once again released a ray of spiritual consciousness, confirming that Xu Yang across from him was at the Void Transformation Realm.

At this time, there was no secret joy in his heart, but he was extremely angry.

"Only a disciple of the Transformation Realm dares to challenge myself who is in the True Alchemy Realm. Unless this person is a peerless genius, but I have never heard of the name Xu Yang. This is simply a waste of my time. No, if this guy named Xu Yang’s head is not broken, he is simply insulting himself.”

The more Zhong Yu thought about it, the angrier he became.

He looked at Xu Yang with only contempt in his eyes, and his already big and pointed chin was raised even higher, as if he could knock Xu Yang across from him with just the tip of his chin.

A finger pointed at Xu Yang from under his big chin and said, "Do you know what your name is?"

"Xu Yang."

"Do you know where you are standing?"

"The arena."

"Do you know that your cultivation level is only at the Void Transformation Realm, while mine is at the True Alchemy Realm?"

"clear."

"Do you know this is a life-and-death battle arena?"

"Know."

"Hahaha." Zhong Yu laughed wildly, his mouth shape was exaggerated like a washbasin, and his big chin seemed to fall off in the blink of an eye.

Xu Yang, who was opposite him, was indeed smiling, but said nothing.

"A mere unknown disciple of the Transformation Realm actually came on stage to challenge me, an elite of the True Alchemy Realm's Battle Hall. Now I feel that talking to you is a waste of my time."

The audience in the audience also burst into laughter.

"Go down."

"You're not old, there's no need to make fun of your own life."

"Today's young people are really ignorant and fearless in order to attract people's attention."

"Let's break up, let's break up. I guess Zhong Yu on the other side only needs to stretch out a finger to cripple this guy named Xu Yang."

But Mu Jin, who was under the ring, raised his little fist high and shouted: "Xu Yang will win."

In the arena.

"Okay, if you insist on asking for trouble, don't blame me, Mr. Zhong, for bullying the small."

After saying that, Zhong Yu's face turned cold, and there was a dark dagger in his hand.

From time to time, billowing black energy emerged from the dagger. A small green fish could be vaguely seen swimming in the black air. This fish had red eyes and sharp teeth, and it looked like a bloodthirsty thing.

Xu Yang didn't show any weakness. He flipped his wrist and four phantom pestles appeared on his palm. In the faint golden light all over the body, there are faint purple mountain patterns, as steady as Mount Tai.

"Today I will let you, an ignorant child, know the power of Wanguitang's illusion and what life is worse than death." Zhong Yu said coldly.

But Xu Yang just smiled and said nothing.

Secretly, the Blood Soul Breaking Pulse Technique has been running for a long time, and the magic power gathered in the Haoran Heavenly Veins connecting Tianling Gai and Dantian Zifu is like ten thousand horses galloping, ready to burst out of the sky at any time.