Nine suns stepping on the sky

The arena numbered 63 immediately attracted countless attention.

A little monk in the Holy Land actually mastered teleportation!

His scorching gaze seemed to penetrate Mo Yu.

There was a brief silence, and there was an uproar in Jinxian City.

"Teleportation is only possible in the Yuanshi Realm, which is restricted by the laws of the Immortal Realm. If you don't enter the original state, no matter how powerful you are, you can't master it!"

An elder from a sect shouted, his face full of surprise, "Could it be that this person has hidden his cultivation!"

As soon as this question came out, it immediately received a lot of approval, and the eyes became unkind.

Dare to play tricks on such a sensational event in the Immortal God Contest, it is really a dead end.

But soon, this question caused controversy.

"The competition is presided over by the great power of the Creation Realm. Who can hide his cultivation under the piercing eyes? Those who are qualified to do this must at least be the cultivators of the Creation Realm!"

In the Creation Realm, the status in the Immortal World is supreme, so of course it is impossible to lose one's status and do such a thing.

Moreover, with the passage of time, the Creation Realm Almighty who presided over the competition did not come forward to impose sanctions, which confirmed this point even more.

Mo Yu is indeed a little holy monk!

……

Outside Jinxian City, a white cloud floated in mid-air. At this moment, there was a low table on the cloud, and two old men with extraordinary bearing were sitting opposite each other.

Cardinal Chi showed surprise on his face, "It's surprising enough for a not-so-famous Divine Sword Sect to have such a monster as Dao Baixuan. I didn't expect there to be such a disciple in the Money Sect."

He shook his head, "Fellow Daoist Fangyuan, it seems that this piece of fairyland is about to rise in luck."

Fang Yuan looked indifferent, wearing an ordinary green shirt, but his aura was quite impressive, sitting on the clouds, he looked down on hundreds of millions of creatures, as if he was intimidating.

He smiled slightly, "I'm even more curious about how this little guy did it."

Cardinal Chi nodded at him expertly, "You, if you want me to deduce it by hand, just say so, why bother to reveal a part and hide a part."

Fang Yuan bowed his head and drank his tea, neither admitting nor denying it.

Seeing him like this, Cardinal Chi pondered, "What? You really want me to take action."

Fang Yuan said lightly, "I just feel that this little guy is not simple."

Cardinal Chi stared.

If it were someone else, even if it existed at the same level as him, he would just laugh it off.

But the person in front of him is Fangyuan of Qingniu Taoist Temple, known as the heaven and earth here, the person who is closest to the immortal!

The flow of thoughts can sympathize with the fairy world. Since you open your mouth, you will not be aimless.

"Okay, I'll just take one shot." Cardinal Chi finally made up his mind, pinched his fingers, and the fingertips glowed like waves.

Involving spell deduction, fortune-telling and qi mechanism, inherited from ancient times, the ancient sect headed by Xuantian Pavilion, can be regarded as the leader.

Chi Shu's fuselage is the master seat of the Xuantian Pavilion, so it's no small matter to personally perform the deduction.

With a calm expression on Fang Yuan's face, she couldn't help being a little more cautious.

After a few breaths.

Snapped--

A soft sound came from the palm of his hand. Cardinal Chi frowned, wiped away the cracked wound on his fingertips, and said in a deep voice, "As you said, this little guy is indeed not simple!"

Fang Yuan frowned, "Even you can't figure out his origin?"

"No." Cardinal Chi shook his head.

Fang Yuan was silent.

He knew that what Cardinal Chi said was inaccurate, but since he didn't want to say it, he had his own reasons.

Cardinal Chi looked calm, but a shock flashed in the depths of his eyes.

He really didn't figure it out, but Mo Yu's fortune-telling mechanism was forcibly interrupted by the karma surrounding him.

But that doesn't mean he got nothing.

It's just that this matter is too terrifying... Even close friends and close friends must never reveal a word.

……

Mo Yu naturally didn't know that he had already entered the vision of the top boss in the fairy world.

Standing quietly in the arena, no monk dared to approach him in the surrounding area.

But his silence does not mean that the competition will stop.

The battle of other participating monks has already begun.

It's just that everyone carefully avoided Mo Yu's figure.

Wu Donghai and Feng Nanjiang ranked 93rd and 97th in the Overseas Tournament respectively. The two originally regarded each other as their biggest opponents.

At this moment, they chose to join forces without hesitation.

In addition, the two also absorbed three other not weak monks to form a five-member team.

In the end, on ring 63, there were only six figures left.

All the rest are eliminated!

The momentum of the five-person team rose, and the powerful fluctuations filled the void, and a powerful attack could erupt at any time.

Wu Donghai and Feng Nanjiang crossed each other from the corner of their eyes, the former coughed lightly, and said slowly: "Fellow Daoist Yumo, we admit that your strength is far superior to ours, but now the five of us join forces, even if you master the instant The power of movement may not be invincible."

"Not bad." Feng Nanjiang said, "I don't know if you would like to take a step back? You and I, the six of us, will enter the second stage of the selection competition at the same time."

This is the biggest purpose of their joining forces.

As for defeating Mo Yu...

Even if five people join forces, they dare not make such an extravagant hope!

"Bai Xuan, the swordsman in the No. 21 ring, is about to fight against the No. 63 ring, Qian Zong Yumo!"

A cold voice suddenly sounded in this world.

Countless eyes gathered, and they were shocked to find that there was only one tall figure left on the ring 21 at this moment.

The long sword is delicate, but the sharp sword intent makes people's hearts tremble.

Under the sky, the figure with a breath as vast as the stars and the ocean looked down at this moment.

The coercion is like a tide!

"allow!"

After saying one word, the space around Mo Yu's body suddenly tightened, wrapping him inside.

Swah——

There was a change in front of his eyes, and his figure had appeared in the No. 21 ring.

Dao Baixuan raised her hand and raised her long knife, "I said, you and I will definitely meet."

Mo Yu frowned slightly, then calmed down, "You can't kill me."

Dao Baixuan raised her brows lightly, without speaking again, she stepped forward, and chopped off with the long saber.

boom--

The monstrous sword intent, like a stormy sea, erupted completely in an instant!

In the middle of the Yuan Dynasty.

She really has reservations!

With this strength, he is already qualified to hit the top ten in the competition.