Daming: Let you supervise the country according to the order, and you go to cultivate immortals?

"An unexpected benefit? What benefit?"

Zhu Xiongying became puzzled in his heart, even a drop of blood for an immortal person has an unusual effect, let alone a trace of original power.

But for this original power, there must be risks in refining.

"Little master, I'm not sure about this benefit. Different immortal spirit crystals have different powers in the end. You need to refine them to know."

"However, the immortal spirit crystal given by Wanshou Mountain should be refined by the immortals in Wanshou Mountain. It is estimated that the special power is spiritual. After all, most of the beast masters have strong spiritual power."

Zhu Xiongying heard the words and understood the general idea.

In short, in the current situation, he must obtain the Immortal Spirit Crystal.

As long as he gets the Immortal Spirit Crystal, he can reach the next level.

And at this moment, on the seat of Wanshou Mountain.

A group of Ten Thousand Beast Mountain disciples had entered and sat down.

They all held their heads high and looked sharply at Gui Yun Zangjian's seat.

"Only two people? Guiyun Zangjian is really a bunch of cowards."

"Isn't it? Over the years, we must have been afraid of being killed by us."

"Hahaha, this Guiyun Zangjian is nothing more than a school of miscellaneous fish."

A group of disciples from Wanshou Mountain spoke loudly, for fear that others would not hear them.

As for Zhu Xiongying's side, when he heard the other party speak like this, his expression was not very good.

This group of guys are really lawless. It seems that these years, Guiyun Zangjian is really majestic on the surface, but in fact, he was pushed to the ground and beaten by others. If it weren't for the world, he would not know that the sword god is dead.

I'm afraid Guiyun Zangjian will not be able to stabilize the throne of the top sword sect.

As for the disciple of Wuliang Xianzong, he glanced at the position of Guiyun Zangjian lightly.

One of them, who looks like a fairy and looks like a fairy, is the true disciple of an elder of the Wuliang Immortal Sect.

Seven sects will meet martial arts, and Wuliang Xianzong has not dispatched a holy son for many years.

After all, the Holy Son of the Immeasurable Immortal Sect is too powerful.

Hundreds of years ago, at the Wuliang Xianzong's Seven Sects Gathering, the Holy Son of the Wuliang Xianzong came forward.

At that time.

The Holy Son of the Immeasurable Immortal Sect was so brilliant that he almost crushed all the heroes with a single punch, making everyone's breath short.

Since then, the Immeasurable Immortal Sect has never let the Holy Son fight, but let some elders or disciples of the Supreme Elder fight.

No way, it's too strong, other sects think Alexander.

"Then now, let's start the duel of the Seven Schools of Martial Arts. The duel is not much different from the previous specifications, and it is all in the form of a one-on-one arena."

"It's just a little different. This time, because the number of people on both sides of the seven sects' martial arts is not as large as before, the form of lottery is adopted."

"For each sect, only ten people are allowed to participate."

"If the lottery draw reaches a duel between disciples of the same clan, there is no need to proceed, and it will be considered a draw."

"That way civil war was largely avoided."

"How about my method?"

"Do you have any comments?"

Xiong Batian, the suzerain of Wanshou Mountain, was shocked and smiled slightly.

The disciples of the other major sects, as well as the elder sects who followed the disciples, had no opinion at all, and then nodded.

"Since this is the case, then we will officially start. All sects, please submit the list of participants first."

Let's talk, Xiong Batian glanced slightly at Gui Yunzangjian's side, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

This time, Guiyun Zangjian actually came.

Soon, the major sects reported the list one after another.

There are five contestants in Wuliang Xianzong.

Juggernaut Sect has seven contestants.

Sky Meteor Sword Sect has six contestants
There are seven contestants in Wanhua Fairy Valley,

There are five contestants in Wanshou Mountain.

Temple of Thunder has seven contestants.

As for Guiyun Zangjian, it is quite special, there is only one person.

However, many people were surprised. The surprise was not that there was only one person in Guiyun Zangjian, but that this time, someone in Guiyun Zangjian dared to sign up.

"This time, Guiyun Zangjian came suddenly, this person must have good talent."

"Who knows, maybe it's for revenge?"

"Haven't you heard of 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi? Don't bully Guiyun Zangjian for being too poor."

Many viewers started talking.

"Is this the truth? Haha, I don't think so."

"Whether it's the truth or not, who knows. I only know that Guiyun Zangjian was beaten so badly. In the past, many people died in the seven sects' martial arts competitions in every realm."

Some foreign sect disciples began to speak timidly.

And these messages fell into Zhu Xiongying's ears, causing Zhu Xiongying to shake his head slightly. It seems that Guiyun Zangjian's years were indeed too hot. After the Sword God, it has declined.

However, since he has inherited everything from his master, the future of Guiyun Zangjian will be reappeared in his hands after all.

"This time the Seven Schools will meet, the burden on my shoulders is quite heavy."

Zhu Xiongying whispered in his heart.

Soon, he was going to draw lots.

It's a pity that he didn't play in the first game.

The lottery of the Seven Sects Martial Arts Contest is very random, there is no rule that which sect must face off with which sect, it is all about luck, if you meet someone from the same clan, you will skip this duel.

Those who lose once will quit the game.

In other words, the more you start fighting first, the less advantage you have, because if you start fighting first, it means that you will consume part of your combat power first, and you will be exhausted when the real confrontation takes place.

This kind of lottery, to be honest, is too casual, and it depends on luck.

However, Zhu Xiongying heard that the seven martial arts competitions in the past were all contests like this.

From Zhu Xiongying's point of view, this kind of competition may be called cheating, and the organizers may start cheating. How to cheat is up to Zhu Xiongying.

Soon after the drawing of lots, beside Xiong Batian, an elder of Wanshou Mountain announced loudly.

"In the first round of the competition, the Immortal Sect will face off against the Sword Saint Sect."

After saying this, two young figures stepped onto the ring.

The disciple of Wuliang Xianzong, dressed in a white Taoist robe, with the unique logo of Wuliang Xianzong engraved on the back, looks like a rainbow, handsome and tall.

Just the background alone made some girls in the audience of the foreign sect tremble with confidence.

On the other side, the disciples of the Juggernaut Sect seemed a little mediocre, but soon, many people discovered that there was a sword behind the disciples of the Juggernaut Sect. This sick sword was extremely powerful and exuded an invincible evil spirit.

Just by looking at it, I feel that this sword has an extraordinary origin.

For this ordinary boy to carry such an extraordinary sword, it is estimated that this person's status in the Sword Saint Sect is only high or low.

From the looks of it, the first duel was something to watch.

"Immortal Immortal Sect, Cheng Shaohua, please enlighten me."

"Sword Saint Sect, Li Changsheng, please enlighten me."

The two reported their names one after another.

Then, the Elder Wanshoushan said: "Swords are ruthless, and competitions are blind. This is a martial arts meeting of the seven sects, and it also involves the reputation and resource division of the sects behind. Therefore, this is a battle of life and death."

"Unless the warrior admits defeat or dies, the battle cannot be stopped. Do you two know?"

"Know!"

"Know!"

"Okay, let's start, the Seven Sects will fight, the first battle, let's go!"

moment.

The first battle of the Qizong Huiwu has begun.

Under the arena, countless spectators were excited, some of them came from all corners of the country, traveling thousands of miles, just to witness this flourishing world.

Almost this is a battle related to the top Tianjiao of the entire Beiming, it is extremely brilliant!
"I bet the Immeasurable Immortal Sect wins!"

"That's not necessarily the case. Don't look at that kid's aura as mediocre, but that sword is very murderous. I bet that the boy from the Sword Saint Sect will win."

"Hehe, Wuliang Xianzong, Beiming Qiangzong, although the Holy Son didn't arrive this time, I learned from the gossip that the young man named Cheng Shaohua is terrible."

"This is a disciple of the Supreme Elder. Dad is a strong man in the Immortal Realm, and this is the only descendant of that Immortal. Therefore, the money spent on this son is huge."

"You can think about it, the real strength of this kid is far from being as simple as it seems on the surface, there must be a special killer move."

In the crowd, someone began to place bets.

In the first fight in an instant, someone started to sit on the bank, forming a huge open-air casino.

For those who participated in watching the martial arts meeting of the Seven Sects, they are not used to it. After all, this is the battle of Tianjiao in Beiming, and many sects have come to visit. Sorry for this grand battle.

Therefore, many people turned into gambling dogs. Either they became famous once they gambled, and they would not have to worry about future cultivation resources, or they suffered a crushing defeat.

After all, where there is gambling, some people get rich and some commit suicide.

Even in this vast world, it is a common occurrence.

"Haha, since you guys are so optimistic about this person, let me tell you some gossip."

"That is the disciple of the Juggernaut Sect who participated in the martial arts meeting of the Seven Sects this time, that is, the man named Li Changsheng, whose cultivation base is extremely powerful, don't look calm."

"The other party has already reached the peak of Daluo King Kong, and the sword in his hand is even better. It is said that the holy magic sword of the Sword Saint Sect."

"The origin of this sword is not easy to answer. Even people in the realm of Daluo Qiankun are jealous. Under immortality, it is the strongest sword weapon."

"The Sword Saint Sect is willing to hand over this sick sword to this kid, which is enough to see him and his heaven defying."

"My God, why didn't you say it earlier, such a powerful sword, even if this kid has not reached the Da Luo realm, it is enough to show his sharpness in this Tianjiao Conference."

"I'll make a quick bet, and I'll bet on this kid."

Soon, a group of people suppressed frantically.

And when Zhu Xiongying saw these two people, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, slightly surprised.

Unexpectedly, in the first duel, there will be a battle between characters in the Da Luo King Kong realm.

He thought it was someone from the eighth or ninth level of Creation Realm.

Was it so explosive at the beginning?

"Elder Wufeng, what do you think, who of these two will win?"

Zhu Xiongying glanced at Leng Wufeng beside him, this guy was still drinking, his cheeks were flushed, he was hiccupping, his eyes were drunk.

The more he behaved like this, the more Zhu Xiongying dared not be careless.

Because he felt that the other party's behavior was obviously to let him relax his vigilance, and he might be fooled by others during the seven sects' martial arts meeting.

"I don't know either. Whether we win or not has little effect on us, so we don't need to care at all."

Leng Wufeng has no interest in this game at all.

"Elder Wufeng, your drinks are a bit expensive, why don't we go to gamble, as the saying goes, there are so many people here to gamble, and I'm here to gamble today."

"As long as you guess correctly, Elder Wufeng, I'll pay ten for the explosion rate."

Zhu Xiongying made an appearance of being rich and powerful.

Hearing this, Leng Wufeng instantly became interested.

He gulped down his drink, and then said with a smile: "Okay, I'll bet on the people from the Immeasurable Immortal Sect to win."

"After all, that kid from Wuliang Xianzong is not simple. Although he doesn't have a good weapon, he should have the means to kill, and there is a trace of immortality in him."

Hearing this, Zhu Xiongying said in surprise, "Then it's decided like this."

In fact, he is more optimistic about the Sword Saint Sect. He is also a sword cultivator. He can feel that the ordinary-looking boy has a unique temperament.

That is the aura of the great-willed.

There are so many Tianjiao monsters in the world, but there are too few people with great will, too few.

Sometimes, the genius and the power and background behind it are important, but in front of the big-willed, everything is just a cloud, and the big-willed can seize every opportunity, keep seeking to become stronger, and keep rising.

And Li Changsheng of the Sword Saint Sect is such a person.

His appearance is ordinary and his temperament is ordinary, but his will is extraordinary. Otherwise, it would be impossible to use the holy magic sword in this realm and get the sword's approval.

boom!
In an instant, the arena erupted with fierce flames at this moment.

A spear shadow roared out like a mad dragon, and the light of the sword shone brighter than the sun, turning into streaks of thunder and lightning sword energy, surging over the ring.

And the formation barrier on the arena also opened instantly, fearing that it would affect others.

After all, it was all people in the Da Luo King Kong realm who were dueling, and this kind of momentum was unmatched by anyone.

The two fought against each other, although the electric flint was bright, but the sharpness of the moves made countless people feel amazed.

Li Changsheng's sword moves, one move after another, were continuous, like a mad beast, constantly pressing down on Cheng Shaohua with the power of the sword.

Li Changsheng gave up all protection, turned defense into attack, and fought desperately. This fighting style was just like those thugs who are not afraid of death.

And Cheng Shaohua's fighting style is relatively weak.

Therefore, being beaten by Li Changsheng, he couldn't gain the upper hand at the beginning of the game.

Even if his spear intent is strong, he still can't surpass Li Changsheng in terms of the sharpness of his moves, because he has too many scruples.

"Since this is the case, I have been forced to this job, and I will show you my true strength."

In an instant, a blood-red light flashed in Cheng Shaohua's eyes.

At this moment, Cheng Shaohua's marksmanship changed drastically, like an awakened demon, the spear's intent turned from gold to blood red, like a devil who came out of the abyss, and opened his bloody mouth at Li Changsheng.

Seeing this, Li Changsheng's expression changed.

When Zhu Xiongying saw this scene in the audience, he was shocked.

"Is this a pupil technique?"