Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Long Tianshan wanted to repair the hole in the Skeleton Blood Formation, but "Liu Huashang" would never give him a chance.

The giant python quickly turned its body and rushed towards the Skeleton Blood Formation again.

Boom! There was another hole in the bloody skeleton formation.

Countless skulls slammed into the body of the giant python, but the body of the giant python did not seem to have changed much.

It was only shortened by three or four feet.

On its body of seventy or eighty feet, the length of three or four feet was reduced, which was almost invisible.

The loud rumbling sound continued to come from the sky, and all the spectators in the air had already hidden far away to avoid being caught in the crossfire.

After seven or eight battles, the Skeleton Blood Formation that Long Tianshan activated and controlled was already in tatters.

The original formation of hundreds of thousands of skulls seemed to have less than 100,000 left at this moment.

Long Tianshan seized an opportunity and quickly chanted a spell, and the broken skeleton formation quickly shrank and condensed into a smaller skull.

Then, his body turned into a beam of light and merged into the skeleton formation.

"Don't overestimate your own abilities!"

A somewhat contemptuous voice came from the sky from "Liu Huashang".

Then, the giant python opened its bloody mouth and roared. This time it was no longer about impact, but about swallowing the already very small skeleton blood formation.

Everyone felt sorry for Long Tianshan.

They had already seen that Long Tianshan was no match for "Liu Huashang".

There were even many knowledgeable predecessors of the Demon Cult who were already doubting the true identity of "Liu Huashang".

The giant python actually swallowed the skeleton blood formation with its big mouth.

The body of the giant python began to change dramatically, expanding rapidly for a while, and then shrinking rapidly.

No one knew what kind of fight Long Tianshan and Liu Huashang were doing in the belly of the giant python. Everyone could only hear the rumbling sound coming from inside.

This rumbling sound lasted for a long time. After about half an incense stick of time, the body of the giant python suddenly stopped twisting, and it no longer expanded or shrunk.

There was no more rumbling sound from its belly.

Just when everyone thought that the battle had been decided, suddenly, a huge energy burst out from the inside of the giant python without any warning.

The arrogant giant python, its huge body exploded immediately.

The tens of thousands of ghosts and spirits that were originally absorbed and merged by the giant python screamed and rushed out of the black air and scattered in all directions.

No "Liu Huashang" or Long Tianshan were seen.

Everyone only saw a dark green light covering the world.

When the black air weakened a little, everyone discovered that a huge four-legged square long-eared giant tripod was suspended in the air.

Long Tianshan held the giant tripod with one hand, like an ancient giant, suspended in the sky, spanning between heaven and earth, looking down on the world.

Endless black air condensed in one direction and quickly condensed into a human figure.

Then, "Liu Huashang" appeared! "Liu Huashang" had a faint trace of blood on the corner of her mouth, and her face was a little pale.

She stretched out her hand and gently touched the blood, took a look, and then her eyes fell on Long Tianshan in front of her.

"Hun! Yuan! Ding!"

She said word by word, her voice was hoarse, like the friction of gravel, where was the slightest bit of the tenderness of the colorful fairy?

As soon as these words came out, the whole Ba Chi Mountain was boiling! Even many demon sect leaders on the altar couldn't help but stand up.

Hun Yuan Ding! One of the three great treasures of the demon sect! As famous as Xuanhuo Ling and Huangquan Biluo Xiao! Ordinary demon sect disciples don't know, only a few senior elders know that the Hun Yuan Ding that has been enshrined in the Xuanhuo Hall is actually a fake.

The real Hun Yuan Ding was given to Chifu Ghost Commander by the ghost king Ye Cha more than 800 years ago! Now this divine tripod has fallen into the hands of Long Tianshan! While countless disciples of the Demon Sect were surprised that the Holy Sect's rare treasure, the Hunyuan Ding, was in Long Tianshan's hands, Ye Cha sighed slowly.

Said: "Long Tianshan lost."

Ye Xiaochuan said: "He lost?

Why do I feel that the fake Liu Huashang vomited blood."

Ye Cha said: "Long Tianshan's cultivation level is not as good as the other party. If the Hunyuan Ding had not broken the other party's Ten Thousand Souls Imprisonment just now, he would have died long ago."

Just as Ye Cha said, the mighty and domineering Long Tianshan suddenly spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and was no longer able to support the Hunyuan Ding.

The huge Hunyuan Ding fell from mid-air and smashed on the arena that had already become a ruin, shaking the eight-foot mountain.

And Long Tianshan's body was swaying, and he barely recalled the long stick that had been hanging outside, and his body fell down and stood on the long ears of the giant tripod on the arena.

It seemed that he was still unstable, and he used the long stick to support his back to prevent his body from falling.

He was pale and his chin was covered with blood.

He slowly stretched out his arm to wipe the blood on his chin.

He turned his head to look towards the altar in the west.

He saw his master Yuchi Jing, whose face was full of anger at the moment. He was very angry that the immortal challenged Long Tianshan on stage.

Then, he saw his junior sister Changsun Wuchen.

From a distance, he saw Wuchen's eyes full of worry and concern.

He smiled.

But the smile was a little miserable.

He said slowly: "I lost, I lost... I lost again... Liu Huashang, you... You are the young master of the Blood Soul Sect!"

Liu Huashang was like a fairy from the nine heavens, floating down, but stopped about twenty feet above the ring.

She looked at Long Tianshan who was holding a long stick against her back.

Slowly, he said, "Why are you Yuchi's disciple? What a pity, what a pity." No one understood what he meant by this sentence.

At this moment, old man Mo Lin stood up and said loudly, "The winner has been decided. I declare that Liu Huashang, the fifth-generation disciple of the Blood Soul Sect, will succeed the young sect leader..." "Wait!"

Yuchi Jing finally spoke, and actually interrupted old man Mo Lin in public.

Elder Mo Lin's face darkened, and he looked at Yuchi Jing and said, "The winner is clear, and Junior Brother Long has already admitted defeat in public. Elder Yuchi, do you have anything else to say?"

Yuchi Jing stood up and said, "Of course I have something to say."

Elder Mo Lin said, "Do you have any doubts about this competition?"

Yuchi Jing sneered, "It's not just me who has doubts. I'm afraid all the fellow disciples of the Holy Church present have doubts. Fairy Nishang's cultivation level cannot be so high.

However, I don't care, because I have never admitted today's farce of fighting from beginning to end!"

"Ah?

Why is Elder Yuchi so cold today?

How can you say that?"

"Yes, he is the first worshiper of the Blood Soul Sect. How could he embarrass the Blood Soul Sect in public?"

"It is probably because Long Tianshan lost, and he can't save face."

...  On the altar, many demon sect leaders who came to watch the ceremony were surprised by Yuchi Jing's unusual behavior today.

The more than 20,000 disciples of the Demon Sect in the square were also talking about what Yuchi Jing was going to do.