my fate is a monster

Chapter 119 The Peak of the Five Realms!The Dao Sect Competition has officially begun!
Emperor Chaoyun looked to be in his thirties.

In fact, he is already over sixty years old.

The eight realms of martial arts masters, the interior and exterior scenes have been completed.

Qin Yu looked at it with the devil's eyes and could see the powerful shadow of energy and blood lingering behind Emperor Chaoyun.

But what moved Qin Yu the most was not Emperor Chaoyun's powerful martial arts cultivation.

Instead, it was the fate pattern condensed in the void behind him.

A ray of dark golden fortune erratically hovered outside, surrounding a huge black disc.

In the center of the disk, a face full of maliciousness floated constantly.

Qin Yu was able to conclude that the black disk was condensed by the black murderous aura.

That golden fortune should actually be his natal pattern, but it was later taken over by the luck of destruction.

The two eventually merge into one.

"[The Distressed Wheel] Fate, Rank [-]." Standing in the crowd, Qin Yu frowned slightly.

From the literal meaning of this horoscope, it seems to be a god-like figure who rescues people in distress.

Actually it is not.

The black disk is gathered by the life owner in the constant killing, and the human face represents the killing and malice in the heart.

Golden fortune is a symbol of status, but it will soon be completely swallowed up by malice and killing, thus losing the original intention.

People with this fate are usually conspirators who secretly plot big conspiracies, sacrifice their loved ones, slaughter living beings, and send them into reincarnation, so that they can achieve liberation.

That is to say, such a person himself is in some kind of unknown predicament, in order to escape from the predicament, he will do anything at all.

This is a bad fate-like character, and it has evolved four times.

This is the second fifth-level destiny Qin Yu has encountered after [Containment and Absorption].

"The majestic Emperor of Zhou has such a destiny...it's quite unexpected."

Qin Yu couldn't help but glance at Emperor Chaoyun a few more times.

At this time, Emperor Chaoyun's imperial chariot had arrived at the center of the Golden Summit Square.

300 people followed Emperor Chaoyun's entourage and bodyguards, as well as the military generals and civil servants in the court.

Everyone gathered in the square.

Following the imperial chariot were the envoys from the Julong Kingdom in the West Sea and the foreign Liao Kingdom.

There are about two hundred people in the two missions combined.

And his appearance is very different from that of the Zhou people.

Qin Yu glanced around and discovered several beings whose cultivation had exceeded the early stage of the Sixth Realm and whose fates were strong.

After everyone gathered together.

Emperor Chaoyun took the lead, followed by Zhenren Tongxu, followed by envoys from Julong Kingdom and Yiliao Kingdom.

Several experts at the time went to Sanqing Palace together.

At this point, welcoming Emperor Chaoyun was considered complete.

All the contestants also let out a sigh of relief and dispersed.

Everyone spent the next day anxiously and waiting.

I wonder what ingenious content Emperor Chaoyun will set up for the competition.

In addition, various sects also inquired about each other's details in order to know themselves and the enemy.

Qin Yu was too lazy to do these idle tasks, so he practiced "Magic Apparition" in his room.

Stay until the evening hours.

[Taboo God and Evil] The Fate Beast suddenly opened its eyes, and the purple curse patterns on its body shone brightly, and black barbs stood up.

The face that was originally a little childish now also has edges and corners.

His body shape has grown a bit more than before.

As expected, his own cultivation level directly broke through to the peak of the five realms.

It is definitely good news for Qin Yu that the Fate Beast can wake up before the competition.

After refining the fifth-level destiny [Containment and Absorption].

[Taboo God and Evil] Fate has not evolved to the seventh level.

Of course, Qin Yu himself doesn't know whether there is a seventh-level fate in this world.

Everything is crossing the river by feeling the stones.

Early the next morning.

Everyone came to the Golden Summit Square together.

The three Taiyi elders, Tongyi, Tongda and Tongxin, have been waiting here for a long time.

The Xijing Taoist Competition was officially started under the loud announcement of Elder Tongyi!
"Fellow Taoists, this is the first competition for cultivation."

"Unlike the previous one-on-one duels in the ring, this year's competition is an unprecedented 'dragon-beast battle'!"

"Everyone, please follow Pindao to the Taiyi Forbidden Land."

After the words fell, the three elders of the Tongzi generation took the lead and rushed towards the mountain behind Taiyi Palace.

"Hiss...this competition of cultivation, in the past hundreds of years, they have swallowed the Yunmai Pill, each suppressed their cultivation to the same level, and then faced off one by one."

"It's just that the level of suppression in each session is different."

"This year it's called 'Dragon Beast Trapped'? What does this mean?"

All the disciples who participated in the competition were a little stunned.

Everyone is talking about it.

Three contents of the Taoist Competition.

Compare cultivation, Taoism, and state of mind.

Among them, the one with the least room for change is actually the cultivation level.

No matter how high your cultivation level is, the final test of your cultivation level is to give it a try.

Since then, even if the losers are not convinced, they still have a reference.

No one can overturn the results of the competition, which is also the fairest.

What the hell is the so-called trapped dragon and beast?

Even Shinichi and Kakue who were at the forefront frowned.

Jue Yue looked back at the host player Chunfeng who was following behind him, and said:

"Fellow Daoist, can you explain one or two things?"

Chunfeng also shook his head slightly, showed a wry smile, and said: "Fellow Taoists, don't look at me. What is the meaning of this competition? I just knew it just now."

What about you?

Shinichi curled the corner of his mouth slightly, and pulled Kakue forward.

All the Taoist disciples also looked confused.

Qin Yu followed the team and listened to everyone's various speculations, which was quite interesting.

The vast competition team soon arrived at the Taiyi Forbidden Land, known as the No. [-] Forbidden Land in Xijing.

Qin Yu looked around.

What I saw in front of me was a tall and towering mountain wall, with two gold characters in seal script carved on the right side:

forbidden.

There were lush vegetation all around, and the air was filled with heavy white mist and heavy humidity.

Other than that, there's nothing special about it.

The three Tongzi elders came to the mountain wall and waved their hands together to create a green talisman.

The three talismans turned into sword lights in the air and landed on the mountain wall.

howl!
The next moment, the mountain wall turned into a shadow and disappeared into thin air.

Then a deafening roar broke out.

The surrounding mountains and fields were suddenly shaken violently by the roar, like an earthquake.

Waves of fishy smell also hit his face.

The sense of cruelty and killing instantly enveloped everyone's minds.

Layers of pressure, like huge waves, swept towards him.

The aura of death lingers in the hearts of all the disciples, which is shocking to the soul.

All the disciples took a dozen steps back, looking toward the mountain wall in fear.

But they saw a huge stone platform less than thirty feet away from everyone.

Standing half-crouched was a giant beast with a lion's nose and eagle eyes, majestic horns, its whole body covered with dark blue scales, and its tail like a giant rafter!

"This is... the Purple Swallowing Dragon Beast that can only be raised by the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty!"

Among the crowd, some knowledgeable people recognized the origin of this beast and couldn't help but blurt it out.

Saw this beast.

The disciples, who had been making some noise just now, suddenly fell into a dead silence.The dragon beast is trapped...

Isn't this asking us to fight this purple dragon beast?
In an instant, everyone's minds were shrouded in ominous thoughts.

The dozen or so disciples from the lower-ranked sects were already beginning to retreat.

Elder Tongyi turned around and looked at each other meaningfully with the other two elders.

Then he smiled and said, "What this nephew said is absolutely true. This beast is the Purple-Swallowing Dragon Beast brought by Emperor Chaoyun."

"Since the strength of the swallowing purple dragon beast is comparable to the peak of the Nine Realms, Emperor Chaoyun personally put on a suppressing collar for it, and sealed the beast's supernatural powers with royal and Taoist secret techniques."

"In addition, this beast also has a magical power, which is to suppress its own cultivation to the same level as the opponent according to the opponent's strength."

"The first competition is to invite all the masters and nephews to come on stage and compete with this purple swallowing dragon beast."

"Anyone in this sealing formation who fights against the Purple Swallowing Dragon Beast more times, persists longer, and does not die, is the winner."

"For the sake of fairness, every time you fight the dragon beast for three rounds or last for half a quarter of an hour, you will get a jade medal."

"What's more, if you can hurt the dragon beast, you will be rewarded with twenty jade tokens at once."

"In the end, the order of the first round of competition will be determined based on the number of jade cards."

"All the nephews can choose to compete on the stage alone, or they can have five of them together, but if the five of them are together, the number of jade cards must be evenly distributed."

"Okay! Pindao has explained the content and rules clearly."

"Now, please invite each sect to draw lots from the two junior disciples Tongxin and Tongda to choose the order in which they will take the stage!"

While talking, the two elders Tongxin and Tongda had already sat down on the stone table on the west side of the forbidden area.

In front of them were two black bamboo tubes filled with wooden sticks.

The Purple Swallowing Dragon Beast is a country-protecting spiritual beast that relies on the royal family to survive. It relies on national luck and imperial energy to increase its cultivation and strength.

The head in front of me is three feet long and about one foot tall.

The scales all over his body are invulnerable, even worse than the best defensive magic weapon.

Its claws and tail are also powerful weapons for killing enemies, and can easily break through the defense of a powerful person at a level lower than itself.

Extraordinary human cultivators can match it.

Once injured by its minions, the wound will be difficult to heal, and its power can also sneak into the body and organs, wiping out vitality.

In fact, if it weren't for the dragon beast, it would rely on national luck and imperial energy to survive.

Left alone in the wild, he would be the most powerful king of beasts in the world, almost unrivaled.

Even the Taoist disciples present who participated in the competition had never seen the Purple Swallowing Dragon Beast with their own eyes.

That's something I've heard of.

next moment.

There was a dead silence in the arena.

For a moment, no one came forward to draw lots.

Master Tongyi raised the corners of his mouth slightly, flicked the whisk in his hand, and said with a smile: "What? You haven't thought about it yet?"

"If the draw has not been made after a quarter of an hour and the order of taking the stage is chosen, it will be considered a forfeit."

Everyone looks at me and I look at you.

It would be a lie to say that I am not afraid or timid.

But once on the field, this first game will most likely become the last.

Is pondering.

"I come."

At this time, a young Taoist priest was seen walking out of the crowd.

He came to the two elders and took out a bamboo stick.

After looking up and down, the man suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and said with a cheerful smile: "It's okay, okay, I'm No. 16, hahaha..."

Everyone's originally aroused emotions were immediately emptied.

I feel both envy and hatred for this guy.

With someone starting, other disciples also started to draw lots.

Those who get the lower lot will celebrate.

Those drawn to the front have frowns, as if they were mourning for their heirs.

The three senior elders saw this scene and smiled knowingly.

Jueyue drew the sixth lot and couldn't help but grit his teeth secretly.

Shinichi drew the ninth lottery, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, without showing much emotion.

Junfeng won the tenth lottery, right next to Shinichi.

Qin Yu was among the last to be drawn, but in the end he got No. 20.

After the drawing of lots is completed.

The first to take the stage were five young men wearing blue robes.

"It's from Panshanguan. I hope they can hold on..."

Someone in the audience knew these five people and whispered it out.

Panshan Temple is the ninth Taoist temple in Xijing.

Even more powerful than Qingfengguan.

These five people on the stage are all at the pinnacle of the Four Realms.

"Canglang!"

After the five people came on stage, they immediately drew out their magic swords, then quickly stood in position, each patted the storage bag, and fired the yellow talisman together.

hum!
On the sealing platform, the sword energy was immediately powerful, and a formation formed by the sword energy was instantly laid out.

"This is Panshan Temple's most powerful formation, 'Chi Hufeng Jue Formation'!"

"The Five Panshan Sons are going to make a desperate move!"

In the audience, several Taoists sighed.

Layers of sword energy enveloped the entire sealing platform.

The five Panshan disciples instantly merged into one figure, as if they were one person, and a ten-foot-long sword energy burst out from the magic sword in their hands.

The brilliant sword light was like a world-beating thunder, striking down heavily on the purple-swallowing dragon beast a few feet away.

snoring...

Swallowing Purple Dragon Beast slowly opened its eyes, shaking off the water vapor from its body, and a warning sound came from its bloody mouth.

Then his figure suddenly turned around, and his three-foot-long tail swung over like lightning.

Boom!Jingle!
The void was instantly filled with the sound of gold and iron.

There was a turmoil on the sealing platform.

The Changhong-like sword qi was defeated by the tail of the swallowing purple dragon beast, and turned into thousands of gang qi, impacting on the sealing light curtain.

A blue halo suddenly trembled in the transparent air around the sealing platform.

"what!"

puff!puff!puff!puff!puff!
The Five Panshan Sons were like kites with broken strings, all flying upside down and hitting the light curtain heavily.

When they landed, everyone opened their mouths and spurted blood arrows.

howl!
The purple-swallowing dragon beast twisted its huge head, and its two lantern-sized eyes were full of disdain and contempt for interests.

With a roar, the five strong men from the Four Realms were so shocked that they rolled and crawled down from the stage.

"That's it...it's gone now?"

"Just one face-to-face, less than eight breaths, is it over?"

"Hiss... doesn't it mean that the Purple Swallowing Dragon Beast will suppress its own cultivation level to the same level as the challenger?"

"This is simply crushing..."

Everyone in the audience was so shocked that their eyes bulged, their expressions suddenly changed, and they gasped.

Master Tongyi waved his hand, and a blind Taoist priest from the Taiyi Palace immediately appeared and helped the five disciples of Panshan Temple to their feet.

But he saw that all five of them were pale, their robes were torn in front of them, and their mouths were bleeding.

Two of them had fainted.

The Panshan sect watchers in the audience all rushed up and snatched back the disciples of their sect.

Each one is like an eggplant beaten by frost.

"Watching five contestants on a mountain, they can't last more than ten breaths after fighting for one round."

"I failed to reach the lower limit of the competition, so I cannot get the jade medal."

"Next!"

Master Tongyi stood in front of the stage and announced loudly.

　I have been moving bricks outside for the past week, so I can only use my mobile phone to code. Two chapters of 8000 words can make my fingers cramp. There may be typos, please forgive me.

　　
　
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