I, my cultivation of immortality started from a mortal

"The rules for the second arena challenge are very simple. Next, as long as you successfully accept the challenge from ten disciples of the same level, it will be considered a success. As for whether you want to continue, it is up to you."

"The second stage challenge begins."

Patriarch Xuanyang announced the start of the challenge in a concise and concise manner without any nonsense.

All the disciples present are looking forward to who will take the stage next.

"Look, Senior Brother Blood Drinker, it turned out to be Senior Brother Blood Drinker. We all guessed wrong. We thought that Patriarch Xuanyang would take care of Hua Lin and choose a slightly weaker disciple. But we didn't expect that the first one would send Drinker Blood Senior brother."

"This...could it be that everything before was just a fantasy? Ancestor Xuanyang had no intention of accepting him as his disciple, so he chose to defeat him in this way."

"Yes, but that shouldn't be the case. It may be that Ancestor Xuanyang values ​​this person more than we imagined. We hope he can successfully challenge powerful disciples. In this case, wouldn't it make more sense for him to accept a disciple?"

.......

The disciples of the Lost Soul Sect were shocked when they saw the visitor. Blood-drinking was just a name given to them by others, and they were extremely cruel and cruel.

Although the blood-drinking strength is not among the top ten inner disciples, it is infinitely close. He is ranked thirteenth.

Between the eleventh and fifteenth monks, the difference in strength between them is almost as small as a few centimeters.

The first one sent out people like Drinking Blood, so wouldn't the next nine be sent out by the top ten inner sect disciples?

Patriarch Xuanyang either didn't want him to leave the ring alive, or he was very confident in him.

If you are confident about it, are you not afraid of something happening to it?

"Greetings to Patriarch Xuanyang and Patriarch Yunqing!"

"Go!"

Ancestor Xuanyang said directly.

Drinking Blood turned around and walked towards the ring step by step. He didn't look at Lin Yi until he stepped onto the ring.

"Drink blood!"

His eyes were fixed on Lin Yi, as if he was looking at his prey, who would become his meal.

Exudes bloodthirsty light.

"Hualin!"

"You don't have to tell me who you are, as long as you know, the person who kills you drinks blood!"

Lin Yi chuckled. He was so arrogant. If he were in the outside world, he would be slapped to death.

He turned to look at Patriarch Xuanyang and said, "Senior, if this junior accidentally kills him, will he be punished by the sect?"

"Ha ha!"

Patriarch Xuanyang laughed out loud and admired Lin Yi's words very much. This was the disciple he could like.

Said: "As soon as you enter the ring, whether you are a challenger or a disciple of the Soul-Destroying Sect, your life or death will depend on your fate, and I will never attack you because of it."

Ancestor Xuanyang's words gave Lin Yi reassurance. If he could kill these demons during the challenge in the ring, he would be able to recover some interest first.

"Arrogant, so arrogant, he actually wants to kill Brother Blood Drinker. Who does he think he is?"

"Don't think that you will be invincible after passing the will barrier. His strength is in front of the sect's genius, and you can trample him to death with just a lift of your foot."

"Brother Blood Drinker, kill him and let him know the consequences of arrogance."

"Senior Brother Blood Drinker, we must never let him be so unrestrained in the sect."

"Brother Blood Drinker..."

The disciples present were excited. In the final analysis, Lin Yi had not yet succeeded in the challenge, and could not become a member of the Soul-Sorrowing Sect, let alone be accepted as a disciple by Patriarch Xuanyang.

Who has the qualifications to be so presumptuous in the Soul Sect?

The corners of Yixue's mouth were slightly raised, giving off a bloody smile.

He opened his mouth and said: "In this case, I feel like killing is interesting. I hope your strength will not disappoint me."

"Go ahead!"

Lin Yi smiled lightly and said, "You're not going to take action?"

"Give you a chance to strike first."

"Oh!"

"Then I'm welcome."

A mysterious weapon appeared in his hand, which was a high-grade mysterious sword.

"You really don't want to take action?"

"If you keep talking nonsense, I will send you to hell."

"you......"

"I asked twice, and it was you who asked me to take action."

At this time, Lin Yi's figure came to him, and the Xuanjian in his hand was inserted into his body, and it was still at the Dantian.

"What? He actually killed Brother Blood Drinker with one sword. What happened? Why is his speed so terrifying?"

The disciples present were originally waiting for the scene of drinking blood and killing Lin Yi, but they did not expect that this would be the result.

Yin Xue was struck by Lin Yi's sword and his Dantian was destroyed and he became a cripple.

He stood there with his mouth open and extremely shocked eyes.

They didn't see clearly how Lin Yi came to Yin Xue and inserted it into his body.

"No, it's impossible. How could his speed be so terrifying? He must have taken out a powerful treasure to reach such a terrifying speed."

"The rules of the arena challenge do not prohibit the use of treasures, but they must meet the requirements. The treasures he took out clearly broke the rules. He must be severely punished and killed immediately."

"Senior Brother is right, it must be like this. Patriarch Xuanyang, he destroyed Senior Brother Blood Drinking's Dantian and we will never forgive him."

.......

More and more disciples are looking at Patriarch Xuanyang, hoping that he will take charge of the situation and must kill Lin Yi to vent their anger.

"Shut up!"

Patriarch Xuanyang's voice was like a thundering bell, rumbling in the ears of all the disciples, and some disciples almost couldn't bear it.

All the disciples were frightened and realized something was wrong.

Even if Patriarch Xuanyang wanted to protect Lin Yi, he couldn't do it. Except for Patriarch Yunqing beside him, the other ancestors were also observing how it was possible for Patriarch Xuanyang to break the rules.

"Whether Hualin has used a powerful treasure, can't I see clearly and need you to put pressure on me?"

"Next time, I will punish you severely."

As he said that, Patriarch Xuanyang looked towards the direction of the arena and continued: "Hualin is just using the Cloud Ladders, but he understands the Cloud Ladders to a very deep level."

"If the blood drinker can take his opponent seriously and not look down upon his opponent, how could he be penetrated by his sword?"

"You deserve to be killed. Even if you are lucky enough to save a life today, if you don't learn a lesson in the future, you will be killed by others sooner or later."

At this time, he was drinking blood with panic in his eyes. Regarding death, no matter who it is, it is difficult not to remain calm at the moment when facing it.

After hearing the words of Patriarch Xuanyang, hope rose in his eyes.

His Dantian was destroyed and his aura was rapidly declining, but at least his life was not in danger.

"you........"

However, before he finished speaking, his head fell to the ground and his body died.

Lin Yi was very straightforward and killed Drinking Blood with one strike. How could he give him a chance to survive?

Regarding the words of Patriarch Xuanyang, Lin Yi could naturally hear that he hoped that he would drink blood and die.

Although the Dantian was destroyed, with the background of the Soul-Sorrowing Sect, it might have the means to recover, so how could it be possible for it to succeed.

Turning around and looking at Ancestor Xuanyang...