National Cultivation

Chapter 50

Bai Ye flew up to the ring, and Feng Zhonghe began to introduce: "Bai Ye, a disciple of the Kunlun School, is also the disciple of Elder Lingxian. Disciple! It's a pity that I met the devil general Qixian, there are people outside the world, this world is too shocking!"

After the water in the lotus pond disappeared, Qixian landed on the ring and shook her motionless black cloak.

Feng Zhonghe said: "Speaking of which, Qi Xian has not revealed his true colors yet, he is really a mysterious master! What will happen when the two masters confront each other!"

Qixian raised her arm, her fingers spread out, Bai Ye raised her eyebrows, and erected a red wall around her body.Just as the water in the lotus pond receded, the fire of the red lotus began to make its grand debut again.

The raging red lotus fire ignited on the ring, this move was enough to make him retreat even against Shang Ajie, but when it came to Qi Xian, he just flicked his fingers to extinguish the red lotus fire.

Bai Ye smiled wryly: "Since ancient times, heroes have been born as teenagers, and today it seems that they will definitely lose."

Qi Xian was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, with a hook of his index finger, the string flew over.The string hit Bai Ye, splitting his body in half!Bai Ye's figure disappeared on the field!

The speed of his strings is comparable to the speed of light, and it is difficult for anyone to dodge, even Bai Ye can't dodge, so he can only create four phantoms to hide from Qixian's eyes.

"It turned out to be a phantom." Qixian murmured softly, "What's the use?"

He opened all ten fingers, and in an instant, all the area around the ring was covered with his light beams!

The zither strings were flying and the light beams were flying. This beautiful scene choked the audience present. Bai Ye had no way of avoiding it, so he could only use his own spiritual power to block the net-like attack!

But, it's useless.

His spiritual power is vulnerable to a ninth-tier weapon!

Bai Ye lamented, "At least it lasted a minute!"

He raised his hand and sprinkled a cloud of poisonous mist. This poisonous mist can temporarily paralyze people's minds, but it is useless.

Seven strings threw out three strings to wrap around Bai Ye, and lifted him high: "I just need to use a little force, and you will be smashed to pieces."

Bai Ye smiled wryly: "A ninth-level artifact, I am fortunate enough to learn it, and I will not die unjustly."

However, Qixian just threw him out of the ring: "I don't want to waste time with you."

Bai Ye lay outside the arena, sighing, although Qi Xian was merciful, his bones were almost broken.Just now Qixian's tactic of netting heaven and earth has left him covered in bruises, dyed his white clothes into red clothes, Han Qing walked up and squatted beside him: "Are you alright?"

Bai Ye smiled: "I'm sorry, I can't even delay for a minute."

The disparity in strength is too great, and the opponent has a ninth-level artifact in hand, even if Xuan Ming comes, there is no chance of winning.No, he has a slight chance of winning, and he also has a ninth-level magic weapon!

Han Qing never expected that the demon lord had hidden such a trump card, and he was trying to delay the time. If he went up like this, he might be thrown off the stage in a second.

But there is no way, he is the only one left, even for a second, he is going to hold on.

Han Qing climbed onto the ring, calm and calm as if he was going to die.

Feng Zhonghe: "The last...substitute sent by the three great immortal sects, his name is Han Qing, he seems to be just a student of the Kunlun Immortal School, he is still a mortal, and has no spiritual power at all. Haha, did Kunlun send him here as cannon fodder? He is here to replace the young hero in white, but the young hero in white hasn't come for a long time, what should we do? Will the three great immortal sects just admit defeat?"

Han Qing took a deep breath, then smiled slightly: "Hello, my name is Han Qing."

Qixian: "It's almost useless to play with me, mortal, get down."

Han Qing: "...No, I can't go down, I'm fighting on behalf of Xuan Ming."

Qixian: "Three seconds, if he doesn't come, you will lose." Han Qing: "Wait, I have something to ask you. Is the ninth-level magic weapon that the devil said true?"

Qixian: "What does it have to do with you?"

Han Qing: "Then ask the audience friends what they are interested in. Aren't you here to promote it? Do you have to let the audience friends know what a magic cultivator is like? I just want to know, is every magic cultivator Like the previous four people... Uh, are people ghosts or ghosts?"

Qixian: "That's just a process, after passing it, you can restore your human form."

Han Qing: "Have you gone through that process?"

Qixian: "The demon body I cultivated is different from theirs, it won't be perverted."

Han Qing: "What kind of demon body are you cultivating?"

Qi Xian: "What does it have to do with you?"

Han Qing: "You don't want to show your true face until now. Why? I want to see what you look like after you succeed in cultivation."

Qi Xian: "What does it have to do with you?"

Han Qing: "...I think the audience friends will be very curious. If you become like that after cultivating magic, it would be too much of a rush. Everyone has a love for beauty..."

Qixian: "Appearance is just a skin, so why is it important. Strength is everything."

This makes a lot of sense, but why do you have to be ugly when you can be handsome, let alone be so ugly.

Han Qing still wanted to continue arguing with him, but Luo Lin who was in the audience woke up at this moment, endured the severe pain all over his body and shouted: "Han Qing, what nonsense are you talking to him, you must be an ugly monster to cover it up!"

He was in so much pain that he wanted to dismantle Qixian to pieces. He was good-looking, and he was extraordinarily good-looking. He still cared about his appearance, but he didn't care about his strength. So when he heard Qixian's words, he retorted: "If you let me I will grow up to look like yours, and I will not do it even if I am killed, and I will not do it even if I become an immortal."

Qixian: "..."

After Luo Lin finished speaking, he spat out another mouthful of blood. His internal organs seemed to be crushed, and it was an act of anger to be able to speak in one breath: "Han Qing, I'm in so much pain."

Han Qing: "...Why do you call me in pain? Go back and recuperate."

Luo Lin leaned against Huo Xiyuan: "No, I'm only willing to see that ugly monster lose."

Han Qing raised his forehead: "...I think our chances of winning are very low."

Luo Lin: "If you delay the time a little longer, Xuan Ming will be back soon."

After he finished speaking, he fainted from the pain again. The hearts of all the fans on the stage were broken, and they couldn't help hating Qi Xian even more. Before, they were afraid to speak out because of fear, but now they exploded, and the female fans on stage almost hated Qi Xian Swearing, dare to hurt their darling little Lin Lin?Die!The devil will also die!The male gods of Bai Zhi also started to join the army of saliva, dare to hurt their goddess?Die ten thousand times is not enough!

Amidst the surging scolding, Qixian stretched out five strings with one hand, picked up the strings heavily with the other hand, and made a ding... The sound of the piano rushed to the auditorium, and everyone was shaken by the sound of the piano, and everyone was dizzy Dazzling almost vomited.

Now, those people didn't dare to yell anymore, didn't they mean that the damage wouldn't go beyond the ring?Isn't sonic attack included?

Han Qing stood on the stage speechless, like a fool, the most speechless thing was, since Qixian didn't do anything anymore, she stood with him.

Han Qing: "Do you know I'm waiting for someone?"

Qixian floated up: "Xuanming?"

Han Qing: "Do you know him?"

The black cloak was flying in the air, and the seven-stringed voice said softly, "I know."

Han Qing: "...he may not be your opponent either, but the Floating Mirror is very important to us."

After saying that, Qi Xian took out a mirror from his sleeve: "Life is like a dream, mirror flowers and water moon, what do you want?"

Han Qing: "... Floating Life Mirror?"

The Floating Mirror broke away from Qixian's control and floated on its own, Qixian said softly, "What else can it be?"

Han Qing really wanted to rush up to hide from the Floating Mirror, and then hide in the space, so that they can never find him again!But he knew that if he dared to make any crooked ideas about Fushengjing, he would die an ugly death immediately!

Qixian put away the Floating Mirror: "Here we come."

Before Han Qing could react, Qi Xian had already raised his head, looking at the distant sky.

A sword shadow came from far to near, and the young man in white came late, but as soon as he appeared, the audience burst into cheers as if seeing a savior, which was in stark contrast to the previous scolding.

Xuan Ming landed on the ring, and after seeing Han Qing, he was still surprised: "Why are you here?"

Han Qing was helpless: "It's not because of you. Everyone lost, and you are the only one left. I will fight for you to delay the time. Where are you going?"

Xuan Ming took out a treasure from his arms: "I'll go find this, keep it for me."

Han Qing took the treasure, looked at it carefully, Xuan Ming said softly: "Go down and look at it."

Han Qing didn't dare to delay, and immediately jumped off the ring.

It was a bracelet with five beads inlaid on it, and the whole copper bracelet was dull, but when Han Qing picked it up, he still noticed a trace of something that seemed to be on the bracelet. No aura.

This is……

Five Spirits Falling Demon Ring?

Once when he and Xuan Ming were drinking afternoon tea in the garden, Xuan Ming was reading an ancient book, which recorded many long-lost ancient formations, including how to subdue demons.At that time, Xuanming mentioned the formation of five spirits to subdue demons. This formation can break the power of demons by gathering the power of five spirits. Xuanming said that the sword fairy had mentioned this formation to him, and the sword fairy engraved the formation in a bracelet. As long as the bracelet is filled with the power of the five spirits, the formation can be activated, but Xuan Ming can't remember where the bracelet is.

Obviously, Xuan Ming was looking for the Five Spirits Subduing Demon Ring these days, and he really found it.

The power of the five spirits...

Han Qing injected a bit of spiritual power into the bracelet. He didn't know how powerful the bracelet was, but it could finally help a little. It was not easy to find someone with five attributes at once, and it happened that he was himself!

Xuan Ming glanced at Han Qing, wanted to say something but didn't know whether he should say it in front of so many people, he gave Han Qing the Five Spirits Demon Ring to Han Qing, hoping that Han Qing could pass it on to Bai Ye, and let Bai Ye Zhou The four of Senhuo, Xiyuan, and Luolin injected spiritual power together—the five of them happened to have the five attributes of thunder, wood, water, fire, and earth, but Han Qing didn't seem to understand his deep meaning, and Xuan Ming was speechless.

Qi Xian floated in front of Xuan Ming and said softly, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."