The heavens begin with thieves

Chapter 294 First Heaven Sweeps, Second Heaven Meets a Strong Enemy in the First Battle

Chapter 290 The First Heaven Sweeps, and the First Battle of the Second Heaven Meets a Strong Enemy

All the places for the group arena will be announced after three days.

Ye Wuqiu made a rough estimate of the participants, nearly one million souls.

But in the end, there are only 100 people who can enter the Great Void Realm.

Hundreds of millions, a probability of one in one hundred thousand.

The risk is extremely high, so most of the time, [-]% of the people come here to go through the motions.

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"Xuan Yuan, when are you in the queue?"

Ling Jian walked over with a smile, Ling Jian still cared about Ye Wuqiu.

It's no secret that this junior is very talented and has gathered the Da Luo Dharma Realm.

Although I also have the Daluo Dharma Realm, this Dharma Realm is not my own after all.

I can only hope that I won't meet in the game.

Ye Wuqiu said lightly: "Senior brother, my opponent is a casual cultivator in the eighth match tomorrow, so it shouldn't be a problem, how about you?"

"That's good. It seems that we won't be able to meet. I only started on the third day. Your progress should be faster than mine."

"Okay, that's good, we won't be the best when we meet at first."

"Okay, let's rest first, I'll go watch the game, although most of today's games are ordinary people."

"But we can also see the grassroots strength of this competition, and it will be easier to operate later."

After speaking, Lingjian left directly, while Ye Wuqiu nodded with a smile.

Early the next morning, Ye Wuqiu came to the position of the tenth ring early, and the first round was around [-]:[-] in the morning.

And Ye Wuqiu is in the eighth game, it is estimated that if it is sooner, it will be ten o'clock, and if it is later, it will be in the afternoon.

The two people in the first scene were also casual cultivators.

The two of them were not too polite in the arena, their bodies shone with golden light, and countless supernatural powers exploded continuously on the arena.

Both of them are at the peak of Taiyi's strength, and one of them is practicing the way of swordsmanship, and the sword intent tears the space very fiercely.

But Ye Wuqiu didn't care about the level of these two people, who could be killed with one finger.

Soon, in the eighth round, Ye Wuqiu appeared on the ring.

On the opposite side was a man in a white Taoist robe with a jade seal hanging on his waist.

"I met fellow Taoist, the poor Taoist Tianyangzi, and he learned from the old man Lingyun."

This person looked polite, and Ye Wuqiu couldn't be rude.

"Poverty Dao Xuanyuan, the teacher is the Supreme Master, fellow Taoists are invited!"

Who knows, just as Ye Wuqiu finished speaking, the expression on the other side changed, and his face struggled for a moment.

"It turned out to be the disciple of Taishang Daozu, the younger generation is rude."

"In this arena, if the junior makes a move, if the fellow daoist catches it, the poor Taoist will immediately admit defeat."

Ye Wuqiu nodded: "Okay, fellow daoist, please do it."

Tian Yangzi took a deep breath, his complexion turned pale in an instant, with a wave of his hands, the jade seal on his waist rose into the air, and in an instant, ten thousand lights burst out.

A breath of Da Luo circulated in the jade seal.

Ye Wuqiu frowned.

This is obviously the Da Luo Magical Artifact. It seems that the master of Tianyangzi also has high hopes for his disciples.

If I hadn't met myself, maybe I could really move forward.

However, if you meet me, you can only consider yourself unlucky.

With the power flowing all over his body, Dao flew out of the air in an instant, and a phantom walked out of Ye Wuqiu's body.

Stretching out his hand towards the jade seal and pointing it down, space and time were all frozen for a while.

The divine light and brilliance were accompanied by a terrifying breath, and in an instant, the jade seal fell on the ground with a bang.

Tian Yangzi's complexion was pale, and he was paralyzed to the ground.

After a long time, he stood up, cupped his hands and said, "Brother Dao, the poor Taoist has surrendered."

He got up, picked up the jade seal, and left the ring without looking back.

Ye Wuqiu didn't say much, and left the ring directly.

As soon as he got down, a brother from Shangqing Peak immediately surrounded him.

"Junior Brother Xuanyuan, I didn't expect that you have become one with all the gods in your physical body, and you can become a true god."

"It seems that this big Luo can be broken at any time."

This one has a single horn on the top of his head, his complexion is bright red, and the one horn is an immortal. This one is also a half-step Daluo.

"Brother Dujiao, haha, I can't compare to you. You go away without a fight. The soul-stirring technique in one hand is very terrifying. It makes people voluntarily admit defeat at a glance."

Dujiao laughed loudly: "Haha, what my brother said is very true, brother, I can't do anything else, but this hand's soul-hunting technique is not bad."

"Okay, brother, brother, the three matches are over, brother, let's see each other."

"Okay, then junior brother, I wish senior brother his wish come true."

This victory, Ye Wuqiu didn't take it to heart, his goal was also in Tianwaitian.

On the second day, Ye Wuqiu's No. 13 match was against a disciple of Emperor Yan Palace, and his tactics were good.

However, facing Ye Wuqiu, he was also instantly defeated.

However, this guy's ability to control fire is indeed powerful, at least in Ye Wuqiu's opinion, he is definitely No. 1 under Da Luo he has seen.

If he meets a disciple of an ordinary force, this person will definitely be able to advance.

The third game, on the seventh day.

The opponent, the son of the Marshal of the Tianhe Water Army in the Heavenly Court, has a cultivation base of half a step, and he has also mastered the supernatural power of the Tianhe Water Technique.

Extremely powerful!

On the arena, Ye Wuqiu looked at Zhu Hangxing in front of him with a dignified expression.

Only then did he meet a heavyweight opponent on the first day.

"Friend Daoist, I didn't expect to meet you in this first heaven."

Zhu Hangxing on the opposite side also felt a little helpless, looked at Ye Wuqiu, and said lightly: "We are really unlucky, it seems that we are really going to play a rematch..."

Ye Wuqiu was sure, it seemed that this guy was going to abstain?
"Fellow Daoist, if this is the case, I admit defeat, but how about you give me a spirit treasure?"

Zhu Hangxing looked at Ye Wuqiu with a smile, but the seriousness in his eyes was obviously not a joke.

This made Ye Wuqiu not know what to say.

It's true that Zhu Hangxing is powerful, I have seen his battles, so soon!

The opponent fell off the ring before he could react, and he got his father's true biography with one hand.

However, it didn't take much effort to win him by himself.

Lingbao?

Go dream!

Ye Wuqiu's expression straightened: "Fellow Daoist, you are joking, how can you trade in the arena, let's see the real chapter under your hands."

Saying that, Ye Wuqiu grasped with five fingers, and countless sword lights emerged from the void, instantly forming a river of swords to surround Zhu Hangxing, and then opened his mouth to spit out, a bewitching purple fire spread across the entire arena in an instant.

These are all means that he doesn't use much on weekdays, so let's try the water today.

But Zhu Hangxing on the opposite side had a somewhat dignified expression.

Whether it's Jianguang or Zihuo, it seems inconspicuous.

But in the places passing by, the avenues are exhausted, and the space is also cracked. If it is not for the existence of this restriction, I am afraid that it will directly burn through the first layer of heaven.

Taking a deep breath, he pointed his fingers together, and in an instant, an illusory Milky Way appeared, covering Jianhe, followed by a burst of changes, and Jianhe was swallowed.

Zi Huo got up instantly and went up, Ye Wuqiu also searched in the void.

The gods all over the body groaned, and countless divine powers burst out.

In an instant, he came behind Zhu Hangxing, punched out, and a huge wheel appeared from the void, inside which countless gods groaned.

Pressing down slowly, bursts of great power were ground into fine powder.

"What a domineering boxing technique, fellow daoist, I admit defeat!"

After speaking, Zhu Hangxing left the ring with a smile on his face.

There was a bit of coldness in his eyes.

Although this boxing technique is fierce, he is not unable to take it.

The reason why he didn't fight head-on with Ye Wuqiu was that he didn't want to expose his methods prematurely.

The resurrection match is not difficult for him, if he doesn't keep his hole cards to go to Tianwaitian, this time he will participate in vain.

Ye Wuqiu also glanced at Zhu Hangxing in surprise, this person still knew what to do, he might as well go to the resurrection match instead of fighting against him.

"Thank you fellow daoist, see you later."

After finishing speaking, Ye Wuqiu ascended directly and entered the second heaven.

The competition on the first day will take about half a year, and the entire genius battle will take nearly a hundred years.

But what is this to the immortal?
After finding the residence of Sansheng Palace in the second heaven, Ye Wuqiu met nearly seventy disciples of Sansheng Palace.

There are still some who have not come up, but, according to the strength of Sansheng Palace, at least they will not lose any manpower before the twentieth heaven.

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"Uncle, there are quite a few ruthless people this time."

Yang Jian, Ling Jian, and Ye Wuqiu sat in a gazebo.

Yang Jian's face also showed a bit of seriousness: "This guy Ao Xing, seeing him this time, his strength is no worse than mine, and the cards hidden by Ying must be no worse."

"Also, a nameless person appeared in the Human Emperor's Hall. His methods were very overbearing. All three opponents in the first heaven were killed, and the primordial spirit was scattered. With such a ruthless hand, the strength is not bad. Where to go."

"Also, the fourth son of the Demon Emperor, the child that my uncle saved back then, is also very powerful now."

"Based on the means he is showing now, at least Sanshenggong is also in the top ten this time, but don't forget, his most powerful thing is his speed."

As Yang Jian said, he was a little more worried, he didn't care, but there were probably not two people in the top ten of Sansheng Palace this time.

Spirit Sword is open-minded: "It doesn't matter, each of us can do it according to his ability."

"Yang Jian, you don't panic with your strength. If you want to say it's me and Xuan Yuan, uncle, although I have the Four Swords of Zhu Xian, I can't get out of the sheath if I can."

Ye Wuqiu also nodded: "It's okay to be worried. Besides, seniors and the others are the referees, and the judgment of Tianwaitian is here. It is not difficult for them to adjust the list of games."

"Hey, you are here, two juniors, nephew Yang Jian."

Heavenly Man, a disciple of Yuqing Peak, his cultivation level is similar to that of Ye Wuqiu.

"I met Senior Brother Tianyin."

"I met Master Tianyin."

"Haha, alas, our Sansheng Palace doesn't need to be polite, what are you talking about?"

Tianyin blushed a bit: "Come to drink, I brought a lot of black and yellow wine."

"Senior brother, you have a big heart. You are about to compete and drink."

"Ham, it doesn't matter. If you have wine today, you will be drunk today. It's a genius battle. My cultivation base is here to make up the numbers."

Hehe, the three of Ye Wuqiu looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

He could only apologize and said with a smile: "Senior brother is still open-minded."

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Half a year later, Ye Wuqiu looked at the light curtain in the sky, and at this moment the list of matches had come out.

Half of the millions of souls were wiped out this time. Even in the resurrection match, [-]% of the people were wiped out.

"The first match, loose cultivator Wang Yu."

"This person's cultivation base is not low, and his combat power is not bad, and his Wutu Dafa is not bad."

Ye Wuqiu didn't take it to heart, he returned to the station, and the first match tomorrow would be himself.

It's better to recharge your batteries, even if this opponent is not worth mentioning, Ye Wuqiu didn't relax his vigilance.

Who knows what hole cards they are hiding, in case they are accidentally knocked down.

It would be a shame to go to the rematch.

Every creature has a chance for a resurrection match, but it is only useful once at the Thirty Heavens, after the Thirty Heavens, the significance of resurrecting the Piston is not great.

Because none of the creatures who can reach the thirty-fold I-day is a good character.

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Early the next morning, Ye Wuqiu came to the edge of the ring early, waiting for the match to start.

Similarly, on the opposite side was a middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life, exuding a hint of Jiuyin.

"Is this guy from the underworld?"

But the underworld understands that there is no such person in it, it seems that he is a monk who practices the way of nine yin.

Soon, a burst of bells shocked the first world, and the arena was instantly opened.

A referee in black appeared.

"In the first match, Sansheng Gong Xuanyuan faced off against casual cultivator Wang Yu."

When the two appeared on the ring, the referee said lightly: "On the ring, it doesn't matter whether you live or die, you two should pay attention to each other."

"start!"

Wang Yu's face turned cold, and a dark mist instantly filled the audience, and Ye Wuqiu frowned.

His eyes exploded with golden light, and in the instant black mist, countless ghost faces surrounded him.

These grimaces are so densely packed that they are innumerable, and the aura of each grimace is the late stage of Taiyi.

There was electricity in Ye Wuqiu's eyes, and a purple-black thunder split towards the black mist in an instant.

Boom!

The black mist gathered and scattered, and the space that was blasted in the blink of an eye was filled again.

Wang Yu chuckled: "It seems that the disciples of the Sansheng Palace are nothing more than that. If this is the case, then it's over."

"Ten thousand ghosts go to Tibet, the gate of heaven hides, the gate of ghosts opens, ghosts come to the world, kill!"

In an instant, a pitch-black portal suddenly appeared, and Ye Wuqiu's hairs stood on end, which was extremely similar to the aura of the gate of hell.

Moreover, the moment the ghost gate opened, the aura inside came out, it was not Taiyi at all.

A golden light flashed in his eyes: "Ghost Master Da Luo?"

"impossible!"

A constant light suddenly appeared between the eyebrows, and the dragon on the spine behind Ye Wuqiu surged in an instant, and infinite power was born.

A group blasted out, and immediately dispersed the ghost fog with unparalleled force.

In an instant, the fist print landed on the ghost gate, and with a bang, the ghost gate began to crack inch by inch.

Wang Yu's face changed, and a mouthful of pitch-black blood spurted out instantly, and he fell into the ghost gate in the blink of an eye.

"open!"

With a violent shout, in an instant, a big black hand with scales stretched out from the ghost gate.

Ye Wuqiu's complexion changed, this breath is really fucking big.

At this moment, he couldn't care less about hiding, and the God of Power opened in an instant.

The whole body was moaning, the figure disappeared instantly, and when it reappeared, it was already behind Wang Yu.

If the gate of hell cannot be opened, then start with the caster.

Wang Yu laughed sinisterly: "It's useless, at this moment I live in symbiosis with Guizun, it's impossible to hurt me!"

"Roar!"

Inside the ghost gate, half of his body squeezed out, Ye Wuqiu punched down, but Wang Yu disappeared as an afterimage, and he couldn't feel his breath at all.

"Find me?"

"I'm here!"

A pitch-black bull's head emerged from the ghost gate, which was Wang Yu's face.

(End of this chapter)