Longevity and Immortal Journey: Raising Demons, Raising Plants and Seeking Immortals

Chapter 339 Well known
The words fell.

Under the stage, a big man with a rough face stepped onto the ring.

"Yansi."

Li Changsheng came back to his senses, looked up at the big man on the ring, and stepped onto the ring.

"It turned out to be him."

I know that Li Changsheng is good at controlling sword energy.

Yan Si did not dare to neglect, black light flowed around her body, her body grew taller inch by inch, her clothes were torn, her exposed half body and face were covered with dense black scales, and a single red horn sprouted from her forehead.

Wisps of fire emerged and surrounded him, and a rich sulfurous smell spread out.

His body completely transformed into a humanoid monster.

At this time.

Twelve sides like black and red glass, six diamond-shaped spiritual shields as big as a head appeared, and instantly turned into the size of a water tank.

Seeing this, his eyes were cold and not only did he not give in, but his ferocious hands grabbed at the sword light.

Yan Si suddenly heard a shrill sword whistle in his ears, and immediately saw a fierce sword light slashing towards him. He grinned and bent his legs to squat slightly.

Yan Si found that the Blood Spirit Shield blocking him suddenly turned into a ball of spiritual energy, and immediately saw a piercing sword light explode from below.

boom.
The sword light fell on the ring, the sword energy was scattered, and the roar echoed.

The sound echoed like the clash of gold and iron.

Four of them surround the body, and eight of them move to the top of the head, stacked up.

And this time.

The grin on Yan Si's face became even worse.

click
Cracks appeared in the sword light for a moment.

Boom. Click.
The dazzling spiritual light exploded. The first Blood Spirit Shield could not hold on for a breath before dense cracks appeared. It immediately exploded and the spiritual light dissipated. Then the second and third sides.
Only one blow fell.

A smile appeared on the corner of Li Changsheng's mouth and he raised his arm slightly.

click
Pei Ran's huge force exploded, and in an instant, the fourth and fifth Blood Spirit Shields exploded to pieces, and the sixth Blood Spirit Shield was also covered with fine cracks.

When the sword light was about to fall, there was an explosion of energy and his body suddenly disappeared.

Yan Si seemed to feel no pain, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, the scales of his arms were stretched by the swelling muscles, fire appeared, and the palms holding the sword light suddenly exerted force.

Yan Si then smashed three blood spirit shields that Li Changsheng had condensed with all his strength, and then without stopping, he raised his arms high, wisps of fire appeared on his scales, and smashed them down again at a faster speed.

Li Changsheng suddenly raised his head, and Yan Si's ferocious body was reflected in his eyes. His thoughts moved slightly, and the spiritual power in his body quickly flowed into the "Blood Spirit Shield" method.

Yan Si raised his arms high and punched the shield hard like a drum.

I don’t know what the material of the arena is, but the thick sword light didn’t leave any traces when it was chopped down.

In the Blood Spirit Shield.

Clang.
The sword light slashed into Yan Si's palm, fire splashed out, and the scales were broken into pieces and blood dripped down.

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt horrified in his heart. With many years of experience in close combat, he didn't even think about it. He slapped his palm hard on the sword light and jumped into the air.

But the crisis in his heart not only did not weaken at all, but there was a faint tingling sensation between his eyebrows.

"Roar"

Not knowing where the attack came from, Yan Si felt irritable and restless. With a roar, all the scales on his body opened in an instant, and red fire burst out, covering him.

next moment.

"Roar"

Suddenly, a shrill scream came from the flames.

The cultivators fighting outside the arena frowned at the same time, watching the bright sword light cutting into the flames, and soon there was a terrifying cracking sound in the ears of the cultivators.

The fire splashed, and a humanoid monster splashed blood and hit the ring hard.

Just when the sword light fell again.

A green stream of light fell from the sky, enveloped Yan Si, and was thrown out of the ring.

Li Changsheng felt an irresistible force pulling him away from the ring.

The voice of the three elders sounded again.

"The beast soul has a long lineage, and the miscellaneous cultivator has a lineage."

Outside the ring. Lu Lingqiu looked at Li Changsheng with his eyes, his brows furrowed, and suddenly he turned over his hand and took out a sound transmission jade slip, his mouth squirmed, and then he crushed it hard.

Watching the stream of light disappear into the sky, I kept thinking about something.

Ji Su just glanced at it, then stood aside and closed his eyes to rest.

The remaining cultivators had no intention of looking at the ring, and frowned as they looked at Yan Si, who was shrouded in a protective shield, his neck exposed with white bones, his head almost cut off, and he fell into a coma.

It was obvious that Yan Si had beaten Li Changsheng just now, and it was only a matter of time before he lost.

Suddenly, the situation was reversed.

From Yansi's escape to almost no defense, to being almost hacked to death by sword light, it only took a few breaths.

Among the top 100 cultivators who can enter the inner gate, no one will be a fool.

A moment's thought revealed that Yan Si must have sensed the crisis and wanted to avoid it, but failed, or was it inevitable?

Think of this.

The cultivators looked at Li Changsheng, who had a calm face, with solemn expressions.

Fu Gui's eyelids couldn't help but tremble when he saw Yan Si's miserable state.

Although he knew that Yan Si would definitely lose, he never expected that he would be so miserable.

"Fortunately, I won't face Li Changsheng..."

Fu Gui's mood eased slightly.

He didn't have a neck as strong as Yan Si. If he was struck by the sword light, his head would most likely be thrown away and he would die on the spot.

Li Changsheng glanced at Yan Si, whose injuries were slowly healing in the shield, and felt a little pity in his heart.

If only his sword were faster and sharper...

Yan Si will never survive.

Li Changsheng withdrew his gaze, glanced at the arena, and immediately found a corner, closed his eyes and concentrated, running his skills to absorb spiritual energy and restore the lost spiritual energy.

Area A Arena.

Lan Caishen looked away, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "So this is what you rely on. The soul is extremely talented, and paired with the Meteor God Thorn, it is really powerful."

After thinking for a moment, he waved his hand and took out a jade slip for transmitting sound, whispered a few words, and crushed it hard.

Among the Four Peaks Pavilion.

Although the arena is far away, for many pulse condensing monks, it is only a short distance away.

I saw the scene where Li Changsheng used his sword energy, condensed his sword light, and suddenly cut down Yansi.

The monks who had been in the sixth formation stronghold of the Immortal Evergreen Sect recognized him instantly.

"It turns out that the murderer is him."

"During the trial, he killed several inner disciples in a row. Not only were there two late-stage Pulse Condensing Realm disciples, but even Rong Rumeng, who ranked 87th last time, was killed by his hands."

A knowledgeable monk described the scene in which Li Changsheng killed Rong Rumeng and others at the Immortal Evergreen Sect's formation stronghold.

"Huh"

As soon as these words came out, all the cultivators showed shock in their eyes.

Killing five people in a row, including one who was in the late stage of pulse condensation and ranked 87th last time, is not something that ordinary monks can do.

"Quickly take a look and see what the odds are for Li Changsheng."

The mysterious monks immediately headed for the opening place of the competition. Unfortunately, when they arrived at the opening place, they found that there were many monks coming, and Li Changsheng's various odds were second only to Lan Caishen and others who had minor magical powers. behind.

They did not believe that Li Changsheng could enter the top ten of the competition, so they shook their heads and left. Only a few people took out thousands of spirit stones to press on him, but they were all because they were trying to convince him that he could enter the top forty of the competition.

But for practitioners, it's just a small thing.

After a moment of discussion, everyone turned to the monks who were competing.

But there were also many monks who looked at the slender figure with doubts.

"Li Changsheng seems to have heard this name somewhere?"

And in an exquisite and gorgeous pavilion.

Tan Hu and Wu Yong stood in front of the window, looking at each other.

(End of this chapter)