Hong Huang: I am a disaster to the three religions, and you don’t want to separate?

Xuan Dan had a photo stone hanging around his neck. He grinned and raised his eyebrows at Duo Bao.

He looked very arrogant.

In contrast, Duo Bao's face was livid, and his knuckles were white as he clenched the Qing Ping sword.

Veins popped out on his forehead, and his back teeth were about to break.

All the quasi-saints in the spectator seats were dumbfounded.

What was in the photo stone?

Why did Duo Bao act like this?

Only Zhunti looked serious, staring at Xuan Dan, thinking in his heart.

"This boy is really destined to the West!"

Duo Bao took a few deep breaths and tried to slow down his emotions.

"My sword is very fast, and I can attack before you release the image."

Xuan Dan directly clenched the photo stone and smiled lightly.

"My image stone is carved with a formation, and it will release the image automatically when it is broken."

"Brother, make your move!"

Duobao clenched his teeth even tighter, his face flushed, and shouted loudly.

"If you dare to release it, I will dare to draw my sword!"

"If you dare to draw your sword, I will dare to release it!"

"Come on!"

"Come on! Who is afraid of who?!"

"..."

The two stood opposite each other, the atmosphere was solemn, but there was no movement.

Tongtian couldn't help but look at his senior brother.

Laozi shook his head helplessly and casually shot out a green light.

The image stone that was originally hanging on Xuandan's neck disappeared.

"Ahem."

He cleared his throat, allowing Xuandan to come back to his senses, and his smile froze.

The smile shifted to Duobao's face, and he raised the Qingping Sword and pointed it at Xuandan.

"Brother, you are helpless now."

Xuandan's expression quickly returned to normal.

He still did not retreat a single step, secretly using his immortal power.

He had not expected to win.

He just wanted to hit Duobao's invincibility.

"Brother, there is no need to say more, just draw your sword."

"My magical power is also exquisite, and it is not possible to make a hasty conclusion about who will win or lose!"

Duobao stopped persuading him and nodded with a smile.

"Junior brother is really ambitious."

The two sides were on the verge of a fight, attracting everyone's attention.

The former was both excellent in elixir and poison, and the latter was unparalleled in swordsmanship.

Even though there was a gap in realm, it did not affect the perception of the battle.

Di Jun's eyes were burning and he said bluntly.

"The shocking sword that Duobao slashed out earlier was difficult for Xuandan to resist even if he sacrificed the Nine Heavens Cloud Luan Chariot."

Zhen Yuanzi smiled lightly.

"Not necessarily, this kid can always come up with some new tricks."

...

Xuandan looked solemn, ready to go all out at any time.

After all, Duobao's swordsmanship is really strong.

In a head-on confrontation, the next chance is limited, so you have to be very alert.

Duobao laughed loudly and said loudly.

"Junior brother, this move, you have to watch it!"

As soon as the voice fell, the Qingping Sword soared into the air, and the sharp sword intent caused the eyelids of the disciples of the big sect in the spectator seat to twitch.

The next moment, Duobao smiled, and three thousand formation flags fell from the sky.

Standing in various positions on the arena, controlling the tricks of this world.

Like a spring, it infuses the majestic spiritual energy into it, flashing with dazzling divine light.

The moment the formation is activated, the sky sways, and it faintly attracts some power of the law!

Duobao's figure proudly stands in it, and complex and mysterious immortal seals surround him.

The formation constantly uses the power of the law to condense an offensive that shakes the world.

Or it turns into flames to burn the world.

Or it turns into ice to block the four directions.

Or countless sword qi can be transformed into a crisscrossing the universe...

In the formation, there are laws condensed, the five elements are mutually generated and restrained, and the yin and yang and eight trigrams are the ultimate truth...

Whether it is the disciples watching the battle or the quasi-saints on the high platform, they are all stunned.

So the sword art you have been bragging about for so long actually requires a formation? !

Suddenly, something very important came to mind.

Duobao learned from Tongtian and inherited the sword art and formation art.

The formation art of Tongtian is the top in the prehistoric world.

His direct disciple, Duobao, the first disciple of Jiejiao.

Previously, they all used swords to fight the enemy, which made them somewhat ignore the formation art.

The power emitted by the Tianji Law Formation is definitely not inferior to the sword against the sky.

It can even be said to be better than it.

Di Jun's eyes lit up and he clapped his hands in praise.

"The Taiyi Golden Immortal borrows the power of the law from this world by using the formation."

"It can actually burst out some of the power of Daluo, which is wonderful."

The other great men nodded in agreement.

Many eyes fell on Xuan Dan. Facing such a dilemma, how to deal with the enemy?

Xuan Dan stood in the formation, and his mouth twitched.

"Brother, you are also playing very colorfully, and you still have such a hand?"

Duobao's smile was almost stretched to his ears.

It was for the effect of making a big splash.

I thought that the junior brother would retreat and admit defeat.

Who knew that he changed the subject and showed a bright smile on his face.

"Brother, I'm sorry!"

As soon as the voice fell,Xuan Dan sacrificed the Nine Dragon Cauldron, a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.

The poisonous miasma in the cauldron emerged like frantic bees.

Duo Bao frowned slightly, then slowly relaxed his brows.

"Junior brother, just a little poisonous miasma can't break my formation!"

The endless poisonous miasma emerged.

The way of poison is extremely wonderful. As long as you can refine a powerful toxin and find a way to poison the enemy, it is not difficult to defeat the strong with the weak.

Sending out a large number of pills, Xuan Dan has a large number of poisonous herbs at the level of innate spiritual roots. For this battle, he can be said to have emptied his family's assets and refined various powerful toxins to fight the enemy.

However, the flames burned and were broken by the burning sky.

The ice was blocked and eroded by the toxins and dissipated instantly.

The divine thunder descended, was disintegrated by the toxins, and its power was no longer there.

The sword energy burst out, corroded by the toxins, and was dull and without a sharp edge.

Countless powers gushed out of Duobao's formation.

He broke the poisonous miasma in the Nine Dragon Cauldron one by one.

The power of the poisonous miasma and the formation kept colliding with each other and dissipating.

"Junior brother... you are well prepared!"

Duobao was secretly shocked. How much did his junior brother prepare?

Xuan Dan just grinned.

"Not much, just 1,986,423 different poisonous miasma."

A year has passed...

The poisonous miasma has corroded the surrounding formation flags.

There is no sign of stopping.

Xuan Dan still has a sunny smile.

Duobao's heart has a bit of ominous premonition.

He used all his strength to borrow the power of the laws of heaven and earth to launch continuous attacks.

But before he could get close to Xuan Dan, he was corroded by the poisonous miasma.

The power was weakened by more than 90%, and was finally resisted by the Nine Dragon Cauldron.

Ten years have passed.

The poisonous miasma had broken most of the formation.

Duobao's face showed a bit of panic.

The eyelids of many quasi-saints watching the battle twitched.

"It's a bit like the style of fighting between poor Taoists and enemies."

Several quasi-saints looked down on Minghe with contempt, thinking in their hearts.

That's right, when fighting, the projection of the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood will descend.

With the advantage of home court, he is directly invincible, which is too stylish!

But it is also true that when fighting with others, no matter the means, only the victory or defeat matters!

A hundred years have passed, and Duobao's face has turned pale.

The formation flags have all been corroded, and the poisonous miasma in the Nine Dragon Cauldron has not stopped.

Xuandan suddenly shouted.

"Brother, I'm coming in!"

After that, endless poisonous miasma suddenly poured into Duobao's body.

Duobao's forehead was immediately covered with cold sweat and his whole body was trembling.

He controlled the Heavenly Secret Law Formation, consuming 90% of his mana, and was no longer able to fight.

Now that the poisonous miasma had entered his body, there was no chance of recovery.

"I lost!"

A voice with a bit of loneliness and unwillingness sounded.

The fight between the two came to an abrupt end.

The disciples of the great sects and the quasi-saints who were watching the battle were all shocked and congratulated.

"Junior brother is amazing, both the elixir and the poison are unique, and he is invincible among his peers!"

"You must be the number one disciple of my saint!"

"As expected of a disciple of the Saint Taiqing, you have endless tricks."

"The poisonous pill is already unique enough, and thinking back to his Burning Sky Blaze and the Immortal-Slaying Demon Handprint, it is reasonable for him to win the championship!"

"..."

Xuan Dan, who returned to the spectator seat, handed Duobao a Qingmi Pill.

At the same time, the voice of the system sounded in his mind.

The reward was the Juling Grass, the same as the reward for Xuandu Qingmi Pill before.

He didn't care.

Duobao showed a forced smile.

"Congratulations, Junior Brother, for winning the first place in the competition."

Xuan Dan smiled and waved his hand casually.

"It's just luck."

Tai Qing was in a good mood and stepped forward to announce.

"This time, Xuan Dan won the first place!"