I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 565
Here, the upper-level Nascent Souls chatted with Ruosi, and they also randomly pressed some spiritual stones, and even rare treasures of heaven and earth, which seemed to be just as a bonus, and no one really took it seriously.

The monk Yuan Gun from the Beast Sect wrote the jade slips with a jade pen one by one, how much he pressed who was pressed, and the odds were recorded.

there.

True Monarch Huolian was waiting in front of the formation, his eyes were bright and bold, as if he wanted to see the white-robed middle-aged man standing opposite him.

His expression was solemn and he didn't dare to be careless.Because he couldn't see the heels and feet of the white-robed monk at all, he just felt that the aura was huge and not like ordinary wild cultivators.

Tens of thousands of monks shouted loudly in the execution ground.

It is rare for them to see Nascent Soul cultivators fighting in hundreds of years, and both sides are fighting in the arena. If it weren't for the fact that Yuanying Zhenjun wanted to establish a sect, he would not have entered the arena.

Ordinary Jindan masters would follow Xingluo's rules and occupy a small hilltop if they wanted to start a sect, and then slowly develop and merge vertically and horizontally. Anyway, the so-called reporting was added later to deal with Qianpingyu, everyone I know what's going on.

Now it is different, since it is on the bright side, it is estimated that this rule will have to be changed in the future.

It is impossible for Zhenjun Taiyi to give up Qianyuan, not to mention how much effort and loss will be wasted by prying the fourth-order top-grade spiritual veins. Dealing with established forces is not as refreshing as it is now.

Of course, Taiyi Zhenjun is not a vegetarian either.

After all, he used to be a disciple of Dazong, a strong man who could leapfrog and fight.

Zhenjun Taiyi flipped his hands, the long sword buzzing behind his back, his eyes were calm, he looked at Zhenjun Huolian and said: "Fellow Daoist, fists and feet don't have eyes..."

"Stop talking nonsense, I want to see what Taiyizong has."

The breath of Zhenjun Huolian's body soared, the hot flames turned into rings, and the two jade bracelets on his wrists turned into two fire rings around his side in the wind: "Hmph!"

Nose snorted.

The flames in the nasal cavity are like a dragon, instantly dyeing the whole world red.

The big formation in the arena rose early, blocking all the magical powers and coercion of Zhenjun Yuanying.Leaving the overwhelming brilliance alone, the tens of thousands of monks present were amazed again and again.

"what!"

True Monarch Huolian opened his mouth and spat out a ball of red fire dragon.

The fire dragon roared, engulfing the true meaning of the flames of anger, completely sealed off Zhenjun Taiyi's surroundings and retreat.

It is always said that water and fire are ruthless, and Zhenjun Huolian who understood the true meaning of anger and flames completely liberated the true meaning as soon as he came up. If he didn't need to save some mana, he would definitely pull Zhenjun Taiyi into his legal domain.

With the addition of sincerity, Jindan's legal domain will only become stronger. In the legal domain, it is equivalent to the master of the small world. It not only suppresses the opponent's combat power, but also magnifies its own advantages, and wins between ups and downs.

When the flames approached, True Monarch Taiyi didn't panic at all, he untied the wine gourd around his waist, raised his head and drank freely, the strong smell of alcohol made people intoxicated.

"I only want to drink to strengthen my courage now, so it's too late."

True Monarch Taiyi didn't answer him, but opened his mouth and spit out a white light: "Cut!"

The white light hummed like a sword.

But after he spat out the word "cut", the white light disappeared in front of Zhenjun Taiyi immediately.

The thick and strong anger in front of him quickly decayed like a deflated ball.

Zhenjun Huolian's complexion changed drastically, and he propped up the Lingbao bodyguard, only to feel a slight chill on the top of his head, and a strand of flaming hair gently fell from his front.

Yuanying Zhenjun in the Xuanjing corridor above has a dignified expression.

While cupping his hands, he said loudly: "We Qimeng admit defeat."

Zhenjun Huolian stared back at his senior brother with wide-eyed eyes, then looked at Zhenjun Taiyi, cupped his hands: "Thank you, fellow daoist, for your mercy." After speaking, he left the martial arts arena without looking back.

Jin Ao Zhenjun was overjoyed, and sighed secretly: "Sure enough, they are all brothers from the same sect. How can one be strong and the other not? Both of them must be strong. In this way, we can win three or five games, right?"

"It seems that there are nearly [-] companies, and the most powerful ones are only the top twelve. After winning three or five games, everyone will give him face and let him start a sect." Jin Ao Zhenjun thought so.

"It's amazing, the true meaning of the Gengjin contained in the chest is probably..."

"When the wine enters the intestines, the seven parts condense into the true meaning, and the third part becomes the sword energy. When you spit it out, it is already the double true meaning."

"..."

"The Taiyi Sect really has some skills. This head should be able to wrestle with the heads of the previous big sects. It's a pity that his cultivation base..."

"No matter how powerful it is, it is only in the early stage of Yuanying."

"Old turtle, after listening to your nonsense, I lost ten top-quality spirit stones, you pay me!"

"Go, what are you doing to me?"

……

Jinpeng Zhenjun of Tianpeng Sect frowned, and murmured: "If there is a certain way, its mana is so deep that it is almost ordinary in the late Nascent Soul. Not necessarily his opponent."

"Then what should I do, brother?"

"Trouble Junior Brother, take a walk..."

Before Zhenjun Jinpeng could finish his words, a young man cupped his hands and said loudly in the center of the fighting platform: "Li Tianshui of the Kunyun Sect, please enlighten me."

Jinpeng Zhenjun took a sharp breath and snorted coldly: "The evil spirit of the ghost sea is too strong to stand up again. The Kunpeng ruins belong to us, and it also belongs to his Kunyun sect. Send a Nascent Soul early stage to fight."

"Li Tianshui is indeed a genius, but he is not safe."

Did not go on.

I am really angry today, otherwise I wouldn't have said so much. The Jiaolong tribe is powerful, sitting on the East China Sea and five sea areas. Although the old venerable is lying on the bottom of the sea and does not move, his deterrence is still sufficient.

At that time, the Jiaolong clan knew the secrets, but they didn't know the details, and their ancestors were getting old, so they wouldn't make trouble when the two sects were in full swing, otherwise there would be a big battle.

True Monarch Taiyi didn't know about the plans of the two sects. The True Monarch of Kunyun Sect in front of him was quite powerful, and even ordinary Dazong disciples might not be able to beat him.He is also a strong man who can leapfrog the battle.

Without the slightest pretension, the Liuhe prism in the center of Zhenjun Taiyi's palm turned into a Taoist platform on which he sat cross-legged, with the bronze bell in his hand again, the bright mirror hanging high, and the long sword behind his back screaming and wanting to be unsheathed.

"Hey, so many spirit treasures."

"Calling Taiyi Zhenjun, I think it's unfair to refute."

"Qimeng probably doesn't have such a deep family background, does it?"

"The patriarch of Qimeng probably has some, but the disciples under the alliance may not be sure. I think that Huolian Zhenjun doesn't have so many spirit treasures around him. I heard that Huolian Zhenjun only took out three spirit treasures at most. It’s just a spirit treasure.”

"The sect's money is not your money. Ordinary monks in the early stage of the Nascent Soul can have a spiritual treasure and spend all their money. It will be embarrassing for a while."

"..."

"I'm going to raise!"

Nascent Soul Zhenjun from Yushoumen ran over cheerfully.The stronger Taiyi Zhenjun is, the more he will gain from being a manor. Besides, everyone did not increase the bet, and winning or losing is actually just a little pastime.
Sure enough, under the attack of Taiyi Zhenjun's magic weapon, the Kunyun Sect's Zhenjun gradually couldn't stand it anymore, and simply surrendered, and quickly returned to the Xuanjing wing above without dragging his feet.

Zhenjun, the headmaster of Kunyun Sect, pondered and wondered: "Is it really so powerful?" Tian Shui is a genius in the sect, and he can also leapfrog to fight with others.He didn't want to intimidate Tianpengzong, but he felt that sending this person to make a move was a sure thing.

I didn't want to bear the reputation of being a big bully, so I did this.

Now it is a bit difficult to get off.

On the one hand, it would be against the rules to send a monk from the late stage of Yuanying to fight just now.

Li Tianshui, who returned to the wing room, said: "Uncle Hui, since the other party has no hole cards, if you want to win the monk who is estimated to be a middle-stage Nascent Soul, but I suggest a senior who is a late-stage Nascent Soul." , otherwise it’s hard to say.”

True Monarch Taiyi took a elixir and closed his eyes to recuperate. Two battles in a row was a heavy burden for him. Even though tens of thousands of monks cheered for him, it was actually not easy for him to win.Now is not the time to be proud, and it is even more necessary to hurry up and restore your own state to ensure victory.

When Zhenjun Taiyi recovered, many Nascent Soul monks in the Xuanjing corridor above looked at each other and said, "Even Li Tianshui is not his opponent. Is this a genius from the Great Sect of the Eastern Desolation Realm?"

"The Great Eastern Desolation is no different from ours. When the territory becomes larger, some disciples will leave to open the Zongli Sect to take charge of the local branch."

"In the past 200 years, I haven't heard of Taiyizong, a big sect."

"Could it be from the small sect?"

"Impossible, impossible..."

"..."

"Do you want to make a move, Fellow Daoist Dugu?"

"Hey, our Dan League doesn't like to fight and kill. Since Li Tianshui is not even an opponent, there must be a master to fight, otherwise it is just to give the head of the Taiyi sect a record. Now he has won consecutive battles and his momentum has climbed to the peak. The doorman is not a stepping stone for others."

"Business that loses money, don't do it."

Nascent Soul True Monarch of Danmeng waved his hand to evade.

All geniuses have their own arrogance. If they win, they will be happy, but if they lose, there will be no small impact. If they give the opponent another breakthrough, the true meaning of tempering will be even stronger, and the gain will outweigh the loss.

"I heard that Taiyizong came to Xingluo and fellow Daoist Jinao had conflicts?"

True Monarch Jin Ao's face was as usual, and he said righteously: "It's just a small misunderstanding, I can't rely on my cultivation to bully the small."

In fact, if there was no battle that day, he might have attacked this neighbor at this time.

How can you allow other people to sleep soundly on the side of the couch? The Ghost Sea is inherently barren, and there are only so many resources. If someone eats more, he will eat less. If you eat too much, you will cause trouble, and if you are hungry, you will definitely cause trouble.

"Then let the old man meet him for a while."

A monk dressed in golden robes appeared in the center of the fighting field. The coercion of the Nascent Soul Late Stage was like a real pressure on everyone's hearts. The tens of thousands of monks present did not dare to breathe and stop cheering.

True Monarch Taiyi stood up, cupped his hands and said, "Senior is...?"

"Tianpeng Zong, Jinpeng Zhenjun." Jinpeng Zhenjun slightly cupped his hands: "Fellow Taiyi, admit defeat, you have proved the strength of Taiyi Zong, and the Zonghui will arrange a mountain gate of 20 miles for him."

True Monarch Taiyi laughed and said, "I don't want someone else's arrangement, I only want the one I choose."

Zhenjun Jinpeng's complexion suddenly turned cold, and he said sharply: "Then don't blame the old man for bullying the small."

"Fellow Taiyi can persist in this battle for a quarter of an hour and you will win the battle. I will turn around and leave, and I will never interfere with Taiyizong's choice."

"Senior, let's do it."

　Half o'clock, two more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)