Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

Facing the roaring black monster, Zhou Yiqiao still looked indifferent, but slowly raised his palms and clasped his hands in front of his chest.

"boom!"

As Zhou Yiqiao's arms suddenly pushed out, the originally indestructible spiritual barrier instantly shattered and turned into countless fragments floating in the air.

The fragments shone with a dazzling silver light, and finally gathered into dozens of sharp and pointed arrows, heading towards the dark monster.

In an instant, the arrow rain and the monster collided hard.

In a series of violent collisions, a giant sword made entirely of spiritual power pierced out. After devastatingly destroying the dark monster, it rushed straight towards the gloomy man who controlled the monster.

Feeling the power contained in the giant sword, the gloomy man's pupils suddenly shrank. He even forgot to dodge and froze on the spot.

Seeing the giant sword getting closer and closer to him, the gloomy man finally reacted and quickly gathered his true energy to condense a thick earth-yellow city wall in front of him.

The city wall barely blocked the giant sword and then shattered, while the remaining giant sword continued to slash at the gloomy man with unabated force.

But just this moment of pause was enough for the gloomy man to hold out a pale stone tablet and block it in front of him.

The whole body of the stele is gray-white, glowing with luster under the sunlight.

The giant sword struck the stone tablet hard, but was blocked by it.

Looking at the power of the pale stone tablet, Zhou Yiqiao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. This was the first time since the sect competition that he had any interest in a magic weapon.

Zhou Yiqiao believed that there was still a surplus in this battle. After having an idea, he naturally changed his attack method.

His mind and heart were united, and a thin gray needle condensed between his eyebrows.

The next second, the thin needle flew out, bypassing the pale stone tablet with lightning speed, and pierced into the gloomy man's hall.

This is a method of realizing spiritual consciousness that Zhou Yiqiao has not used for a long time!

If the spiritual attack method he used against Lin Hao in the first round of the competition was just a ray of breeze, then what he used against the gloomy man now is definitely a stormy sea!

The needle of divine consciousness penetrated into the gloomy man's mind, disrupting his consciousness.

The gloomy man felt dizzy for a while and then fell into a trance.

By the time the man's sea of ​​consciousness saved himself and he barely regained consciousness, Zhou Yiqiao had already walked up to the gloomy man.

He leaned over and whispered softly into the man's ear, but it was like the whisper of a nine-hether evil spirit demanding life, making the gloomy man tremble all over.

"Remove the soul mark on the stone tablet, and I will let you go."

Regarding his own life, the gloomy man did not dare to hesitate at all, and followed Zhou Yiqiao's instructions to remove the soul mark on the stone tablet.

But while removing the brand, he took the opportunity to make a sneak attack on Zhou Yiqiao, trying to give him a fatal blow!

However, before his attack could touch Zhou Yiqiao, he suddenly felt a splitting headache and his body fell softly.

"I knew someone who looked like you wouldn't be honest."

Zhou Yiqiao stood up and put his hand on the gloomy man's forehead.

Soon, another pure spiritual power seeped out from his fingertips and penetrated into the man's mind.

The gloomy man's head was like an inflated balloon, which exploded in just a moment!

Blood mixed with yellow and white things spattered in all directions. Zhou Yiqiao used his spiritual power to block these dirty things. He took the pale stone tablet and jumped off the ring without looking back.

"It's such a pity that the losing disciple's storage bag will be taken back by the sect. Otherwise, the sect's competition alone would make a lot of money."

After seeing the stone tablet in his hand shrunk, Zhou Yiqiao sighed while playing with it, and walked towards the arena where his senior brother Shen Kuo was.

......

At this time, on the other side of the competition stage.

Shen Kuo, who was no more than five feet tall, was still fighting fiercely with a man in his thirties.

Not only had the man's cultivation reached the peak of the golden elixir, his spells and moves were also extremely sharp and cunning.

Although Shen Kuo is hailed as a genius, he is still only in the middle stage of the Golden Core. It is not easy to defend successfully in the first round of the arena. Now facing this person's offensive, it is obviously very difficult.

"boom!"

A muffled sound came out, and Shen Kuo was knocked back again.

A trace of bright red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. Shen Kuo's face was pale, and he was obviously seriously injured.

"Tsk, so weak?"

Seeing the blood spit out by Shen Kuo, his opponent sneered and shook his head, his eyes full of contempt.

But this person must not have thought of Elder Baigu’s promise to the two disciples before, and Shen Kuo’s ruthlessness as a disciple of Ten Thousand Bones Mountain!

Just as this person was mocking, Shen Kuo, who was already a little tired, suddenly showed a strange smile.

The sole of his foot touched the ground, and his whole body turned into an afterimage. His speed increased to the limit, and he rushed towards the man!

The man was startled at first, then he seemed to realize something and quickly used his spells to prepare for defense.

But at this time, Shen Kuo had already approached him, throwing out a dagger with a faint blue light in his hand, and shot it straight into the man's face.

Although the other party responded extremely quickly, the dagger still penetrated the man's defense very easily and penetrated deeply into the man's left eye.

The dagger entered the eye socket and immediately emitted a stench.

At the same time, the faint blue light spread from the dagger like a poisonous insect, and in just one breath, it covered most of the man's face.

Moreover, the bluish color was spreading continuously, and was about to cover the entire head. The man couldn't help but raise his head and roar.

But just after he screamed a few words, a black mist escaped from his mouth and nose, and black liquid flowed from his eyes, ears and even his seven orifices!

Almost instantly, a perfectly living person turned into a rotting corpse.

This sudden change made many onlookers' disciples widen their eyes, looking at the body lying on the ground in disbelief.

No one expected that Shen Kuo, who was at a disadvantage just before the blink of an eye, would kill his opponent in an instant!

Shen Kuo is the only mid-Jindan cultivator to enter the second round of the competition. Before the knockout rounds began, many people thought that he was the weakest and secretly prayed that he could play against him.

But now seeing Shen Kuo's performance, no one will ever regard him as a casual opponent.

With everyone watching, Shen Kuo jumped off the ring with a smile, met with Zhou Yiqiao who had arrived, and walked together towards the rest area prepared aside.

Until the two of them disappeared from the sight of others, Shen Kuo finally couldn't help but groaned and spit out a stream of blood.