Unlimited Adaptation

This competition is very important.

It determines whether one is qualified to have a say in the parliament. If the mist wave destroys the meteorite realm, Feixian Dongtian will move to the Huntian realm. The victory or defeat is also related to the division of relevant interests.

From Lingxuan to Taxian, this competition rule can almost clearly measure the strength and potential of a party's forces. It has been used more than once by the parliamentary jury to evaluate the value of forces.

Although Kong Yangzi has tried his best to fight for some specific matters in the human race parliament and paid a huge price of six immortal artifacts, the necessary procedures will not change. There are many forces who want to give Feixian Dongtian a head start.

For example, the holy land forces in the Huntian realm, they don't mind letting Feixian Dongtian's mud legs know who is the master of Huntian. When you come to my territory in the future, be honest and obedient, don't have any thoughts that you shouldn't have, and don't try to do anything.

"If you have any needs, just ask, we will try our best to meet you."

On the Feixian side, the crowd has gathered together, and many old guys have appeared out of thin air, all with solemn expressions.

There was a whisper, and many magic weapons, elixirs, and even treasures were handed over. Except for some forbidden items that could not be used, the strong men of Feixian Cave Heaven wanted to arm all the disciples to the teeth.

Fight! Fight! Fight!!

There were many spectators, no less than hundreds of millions of cultivators. The stands around the square were already full. The crowd was excited and shouted loudly. The terrifying fighting spirit caused a change in the sky.

"Lingxuan Realm, I will fight!"

The fairy boy was in high spirits, wearing glazed fairy armor, and took the lead in stepping into the air. Amidst the overwhelming cheers, he walked into the first arena world.

"All saints, goddesses, who of you will teach this little guy a lesson?"

On the colorful divine bridge, everyone looked at each other with some disdain in their eyes. After waiting for a while, a man covered with rosy clouds walked out of the crowd.

"Let me, Futu, take down the Lingxuan arena."

Before the voice fell, Futu flashed and appeared in the arena world, looking at the fairy boy from a distance.

"I am the fairy boy. May I ask your name?"

The fairy boy looked stern. He knew that he was facing a strong man from the holy land. He dared not neglect him at all. The pressure in his heart at this moment was no less than facing the monster Yan Xing.

"Fairy boy? Humph, a small place is a small place. Any cat or dog dares to call himself a fairy."

The Buddha's son looked disdainful. He was too lazy to waste words. He directly opened his domain and attacked.

"The great Buddha killed the way! Gray and Silence kill together!"

Boom!

The sky was filled with murderous intent. The small world of the arena suddenly changed strangely. It was blood red and completely covered and swallowed up the space.

"Arrogant!"

I didn't expect the other party to be so rude. The fairy boy was humiliated. Without thinking, he activated the body of the fairy with all his strength. The purple gold vertical child on his forehead was shining. The space was controlled by him, and the mental illusion was waiting for an opportunity to move.

"Micro Dust Realm, who will go up?"

Xian Qiuming frowned and looked around. In his mind, the best candidate, Micro Dust Realm, was Yan Xing, but now Yan Xing was nowhere to be seen, so he had to choose someone else.

"Sir, let me fight!"

Nie Changhai, a genius from the Dust Realm, has been honing his skills in the Micro Dust Realm for more than ten years. He is quite strong and has the ability to cross the border to fight the enemy.

Wang Wenqian shook his folding fan and was about to step out, but was pressed back by a strong hand.

"Little skinny guy, I will fight in the Xumi Realm, so don't go and embarrass yourself."

Bang! !

The sound was buzzing, and the earth trembled as he walked. The muscles of the bronze body bulged high. This was the demonic genius from the Ancient God Mountain, Tu Long.

"In the Shenzang Realm, I will fight."

Wang Baoer looked indifferent, and her eyes were extremely confident during her words. She would not allow anyone to refuse, and she turned into lightning and shot into the small world of the arena.

"No one on the Flying Dragon Ranking or the Shocking Phoenix Ranking can match Wang Baoer now. She should be stable in the Shenzang Realm!"

Every time Feixian Dongtian sent out a disciple, the calm people in the Huntian Realm on the Shenqiao would casually walk out one person. They didn't take their opponents seriously and never thought they would lose.

The gap between the two sides was too big. They were not at the same level. They were just here to show off their power.

"Wow--"

Kacha! Boom!

On the Lingxuan Realm stage, the light film was suddenly torn apart. A figure flew out like a cannonball and hit the ground heavily, leaving a human-shaped mark.

The Sigh Fortress was too hard. If it were the outside world, this terrifying impact force would probably collapse several mountains.

"Ahem! Sorry, I, I lost..."

The fairy boy looked pale, his eye between his eyebrows was tightly closed, and blood with golden light flowed down. His purple-gold eyeballs were actually taken away alive by the Buddha Saint.

"Not bad, not bad, delicious."

Futu chewed the purple-gold divine eye in his mouth, with a cruel face, stepped on the void, looked around, and shouted loudly: "Who else dares to come up and fight!?"

"Bah! Such an arrogant guy! I'll fight him!"

Raymond's eyes glared, and under the emotional excitement, the liquid in the pottery jar swayed, and vaguely, a brand new body could be seen, being rapidly nurtured.

"Big guy, save your energy."

Kui Aiyin reached out and patted Raymond's head, flipped his palm, took out a thick mace, and jumped lightly into the first ring world.

"Hehe, Kui, kill as much as you want, no need to hold back!!"

The two elders of the Temple of Slaughter smiled at each other, revealing a strange look. It was probably only the two of them who knew how terrifying the power of the current Kui Aiyin was in that small body.

The battle was in full swing from the beginning. Only the three arenas above Wanxiang had not been entered yet.

"Youhe! What kind of monster is this?"

In the depths of the fog, a ray of invisible electromagnetic waves shot at high speed. Just after passing through the void, it suddenly turned back and stopped on Kunpeng.

"My goodness, if this thing is slaughtered, how long will it take to eat? How huge a grill is needed to string it up?"

Yan Xing's figure appeared and landed on Kunpeng. Looking up, he could not see the head and tail at all. It was the first time he saw such a huge monster with a body size of more than 10,000 kilometers.

The scales were extremely hard when he stepped lightly. It was obviously impossible to secretly dig out a piece of flesh and blood.

Yan Xing walked on Kunpeng at a very fast speed. He passed the giant city from the tail and came to the head. He had already seen the Sigh Fortress on the opposite side.

On the God Bridge, there were many figures, discussing the battle situation below. They were very disdainful of the strength of the Feixian side, as if they could suppress everything with just a casual move.

"How many breaths do you think it will take for the Buddha Saint to kill another person?"

"Hehe, that thin and weak woman covered her eyes and pretended to be a ghost. I guess she is not as good as that fairy boy. She will definitely lose within ten breaths!"

"That's right."

"I think so too."

"Ahem, everyone, I don't think so."

Yan Xing coughed twice. His eyesight was very good. From a long distance, he could instantly see the Kui Ain holding the mace.

"Hmm? You are? Why do you say that? Please tell me your opinion!"

Someone sang a different tune, which immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of the crowd. The children from many forces in the Hun Tian Realm gathered at the scene. For a while, no one doubted Yan Xing's identity.

Isn't this to boost others' ambitions and destroy his own prestige?

"It can only be understood, not explained. If you don't believe it, you can bet on it?"

"Hmph, it's just a lie, let's bet!"

The corners of Yan Xing's mouth rose slightly. He had seen through the abnormal changes in Kui Aiyin's body. Although he didn't know what this woman had experienced during this period, her strength had become extremely terrifying, especially her eyes...

Kui Aiyin, holding a mace, was extremely violent. She fought with the Buddha Saint Son evenly, and it had already exceeded a hundred breaths.

"What's wrong with this woman!?"

The Buddha Saint Son was surprised. He didn't know if it was an illusion. He felt that the opponent's strength seemed to be increasing. After each fight, the next collision was much more powerful.

"Becoming stronger the more you fight? Humph, forget it. I won't give you a chance."

"The Great Thousand Buddha Domain! Expand--"

The Buddha Saint narrowed his eyes slightly, put his hands together suddenly, and stretched them open. A scarlet spherical space suddenly expanded. The world changed strangely, ghosts cried and gods howled, and the thick evil spirit turned into endless hideous Shura demon shadows.

Can't you bear it?

Kui Aiyin raised his eyebrows slightly, slowly stretched out his white palm, pulled off the white satin over his eyes, revealing the strangely covered child holes.

Half of the child holes were sky blue and half of the child holes were scarlet. Both child holes were like this, blue and red, with endless blue flames burning on one side and a sea of ​​blood sinking and roaring on the other side.

"Pure Flame·Killing Time!!"

Roar--

Boom!

"Haha, thank you, you lost."

Yan Xing was very happy, regardless of the disbelief of the people around him, who were stunned, and directly looted the large amount of bets placed on the God Bridge. With just a few words, he made a lot of money and was very happy.

"How is this possible? The Buddha Saint actually lost?! Lost to a little girl with mud legs?"

"How did you see that?"

Everyone came back to their senses and looked at Yan Xing with a strange look on their faces. Although they felt sad about losing the treasure, they were more curious about Yan Xing's keen judgment.

"Mud legs?"

Yan Xing showed disdain. These guys with eyes on their foreheads were really crazy. They kept calling him mud legs, and they didn't even take a piss to see what they were.

The disciples of the Holy Land did have advantages in all aspects, but the Lingxuan Realm was only the early stage of cultivation, and the gap was not insurmountable. Besides, Kui Aiyin was not an ordinary existence.

He didn't even bother to explain to these people.

Looking down, in the second Micro-Dust Realm Arena, Nie Changhai lost and was beheaded, becoming the first contestant to die.

Yes, it was extremely cruel, a round-robin battle, without restrictions on most means, life and death, until one side completely gave up.

"Who else!?"

The winner of the Micro-Dust Realm Arena was Ogimiya Shengzi, who raised his arms and shouted, with blood dripping from his head in his hand, and his eyes wide open with resentment. Nie Changhai's life source light was crushed and he died completely.

Hahaha.

On the Seven-Colored Divine Bridge, everyone in the Huntian Realm was smiling. Although Futu Shengzi lost, they quickly won back a city and severely hit the opponent's arrogance.

"There is no way, it seems that I have to do it myself!"

Yan Xing waved his sleeves, his expression solemn, stepped out of the crowd, and walked along the Seven-Colored Divine Bridge to the arena on the square.

"Uh, uh!?"

Everyone was confused, looking at each other, and quickly waved their hands to stop him: "Brother, you are wrong, we won!! Why did you go down? Come back quickly!"

Yan Xing was happy when he heard this, turned around and grinned, took a few steps, and entered the small world of the Micro Dust Realm Arena.

It's over, the flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple, and they have to fight against each other. This guy is probably a fool! ?

"Who are you?"

Ogimiya Shengzi frowned and threw away the head in his hand. He looked at Yan Xing coming from his side and was a little confused for a while.

"Feixian, Yan Xing."

"I came to take your life."

Yan Xing smiled, and he was ready to kill a few more saints and goddesses.

I don't know how Feixian Dongtian and these holy land forces will get along in the future. Will they fight directly? It's very interesting to think about it.