The Innate Fire Spirit of the Wild Age

Chapter 145 Top Twelve
The aura of the Eight Yang Earth Fire promoted to the Eight Yang Heaven Fire was not noticed by the people around Beichen.

However, the King of Hell, who was sitting next to the case, noticed it.

He keenly sensed the great changes that had taken place in Beichen, and a trace of his breath made him feel a little shuddering.

It's not that Beichen can seriously injure him.

Instead, I feel that that breath has almost the same level of power as myself.

It seems that Beichen has many secrets!
The king of hell thought in his heart.

It's just a pity that he can't match the other party with his granddaughter.

The other party is too evil, and his granddaughter is not worthy of him.

……

While Beichen was concentrating on dealing with the promotion of Ba Yang Tianhuo, the duel between the top twelve in 24 promotion was over.

Ji Ning, Sword Slave and Sloppy Master also advanced one after another.

The other eight people are Xia Mangzishan of the Xiamang clan, Cangwu Jiu of the Cangwu clan, Shaoyanxuan of the Shaoyan clan, Master Blackstone, Master Bailong, Master Ganyi, Master Guiyuan, and A real Yuhua from Feixianmen.

Among these eight people, the geniuses of the three major clans are the strongest. Master Blackstone has terrifying formations and can be considered in this level.

The others are not weak either.

Only the last one, Yuhua Zhenren of Feixianmen, is the weakest. She can only exert the combat power of the Yuanshen Taoist in the later stage. The others can basically fight with the Earth Immortal Sanxian.

She will definitely be eliminated in the next showdown.

"Xia Mang Zi Shan, Cang Wu Jiu, Beichen, Ji Ning, Sloppy Master..."

Emperor Xia read out the names of the top twelve names one by one, with a slight smile on his face.

"You and the other 12 people will be the top [-] in this Immortal Fate Conference. I said before that if you can advance to the top [-], each person will be rewarded with tens of millions of kilograms of essence liquid."

As he spoke, Emperor Xia waved his big hand.

Suddenly, twelve purple jade bottles appeared in the air, and each jade bottle exuded the aura of the highest-grade heaven-level.

Twelve purple jade bottles flew in front of the 12 people.

All the immortals present were staring at the purple jade bottle. You must know that it was 1000 million kilograms of Yuan liquid!

Even they were extremely itchy, and the treasures Emperor Xia gave them every time were only of this value.

Reaching out to grab it, Beichen felt a little happy.

Although it is only 1000 million kilograms of Yuan liquid, you can get it by simply refining some elixirs.

But when he just helped Ba Yang Earth Fire advance, he only consumed 7000 million kilograms of Yuan liquid.

At this moment, being able to obtain 1000 million kilograms of Yuan liquid replenishment for nothing is considered a gain.

Suddenly, Emperor Xia spoke:
"Next, you will rest in the Mingyue Landscape Painting."

"I will change the time of where you are. I will wait for you outside for an hour, and you can probably meditate for three days inside."

"After an hour, let's continue the competition."

After speaking, Emperor Xia waved his hand.

Immediately, Beichen and the other 12 people flew into the moonscape hanging in the sky.

"Huh? What are you doing, Your Majesty?"

In the square outside the main hall, a Yuanshen Taoist voiced doubts.

"It should be to let Beichen and the others adjust their condition for a better competition in the future!"

"That's right, Your Majesty is so kind!"

"Haha, idiot, no wonder you are still just Yuanshen Taoists, and you can't even figure out His Majesty's thoughts. You deserve to be unable to advance!"

"What, isn't this what His Majesty meant? Then tell me why His Majesty did this?"

"Ha, of course it is to increase the pressure on these 12 people. Think about it, there is a tense Immortal Fate Conference on one side, and a relaxing adjustment on the other. With such an opportunity in front of them, how can they calm down and adjust themselves?"

……

"I wonder if you have noticed that among the first 12 people, three of them are from the same sect!"

"Huh? It seems that it is true that Beichen, Ji Ning and that sloppy master are all disciples of the Black and White Academy in Anchan County!"

"Black and White Academy? What kind of force is that?"

"The one who can cultivate such monsters must be a top force with the Celestial Ancestor at his command!"

"Hey, it's really not the case. There are less than ten Earth Immortals and Loose Immortals in this Black and White Academy, and the entire sect only has 500 people."

"Ah? Impossible!"

"real……"

……

"Xia Mang, if you do this...you still know how to do it!"

The old Taoist priest joked.

"Xia Mang, you want them to meditate for three days?" Chiji Zhenjun said with a smile:
"It seems that you value this Immortal Fate Conference enough."

Hearing this, Emperor Xia stuffed a red spiritual fruit into his mouth and said:

"I don't care about it, but I want to do things for Master. Not only do I have to do my best, but I also have to do my best."

"Now there are only these 12 people left in the Immortal Fate Conference. Their previous battles and the invisible pressure have tempered their character, making them transform."

"I will give them three days, and maybe they will make a breakthrough. Of course I have to let the master choose the three best geniuses."

Upon hearing this, all the true immortals nodded.

"No wonder Xia Mang is loved by Chiming Daozu the most..."

In the Mingyue Landscape Picture, Beichen clearly felt the different flow speeds of time between the original deity and the second soul.

Immediately he understood that this was the change of time that Emperor Xia was talking about.

He felt the atmosphere of Time Avenue from it.

In these duels, he did not consume much, so taking this opportunity, his second soul quickly went to the Star Palace to understand the Avenue of Time.

An hour passed by.

Emperor Xia thought, and 12 people appeared in the hall.

"One hour has ended. Each of you has made considerable progress. You can perform better in the afternoon."

After everyone thanked Emperor Xia again, the fourth round of duel began.

In the first group, Beichen was still in the lead, and he was facing off against Master Bailong.

As soon as he came on the stage, Master Bailong did not dare to be careless and immediately used the three heads and six arms and the magic of heaven and earth.

Six milky white gloves appeared on the six arms.

The dragon-shaped vitality all around him roamed freely, making dragon roars one after another.

"White Dragon Fist!"

Seeing Beichen entering the competition venue, Master Bailong dodged. His figure turned into an afterimage and crossed a hundred meters away. Six fist shadows containing terrifying power blasted towards Beichen.

Seeing this, Beichen was not in a hurry to take out his Yinxue.

He also waved his fist and struck with the shadow of Bailong Zhenren's fist.

boom!
boom!
boom!
For a moment, the sound of fists blasting the air sounded in the hall.

It seemed like the two were evenly matched.

However, Beichen did not use magical powers such as the three heads and six arms and the laws of heaven and earth.

With only two fists, he was on par with the six-armed White Dragon.

"Hahaha, cool!"

Beichen punched Master Bailong and sent him flying backwards, then let out a loud roar.

The next moment, mysterious divine lines appeared on his hands.

It is the star-catching divine pattern that will be revealed when the star-catching hand is used.

However, it only appeared for a moment before being obscured by a pair of middle-level immortal-level fists.

The aura on Beichen's fists was extremely terrifying.

With a strong movement of his feet, he chased towards Master Bailong.

"Pick me up again!"

Terrifying divine power gathered on both fists, and the power was so strong that ripples appeared in the surrounding formation restrictions.

The way of the sword is the way of domination.

Most of the outstanding people in this field are also people with extraordinary strength.

Otherwise, every time you chop, the power of each knife will be much weaker.

Beichen, on the other hand, has devoted time to strengthening his own foundation and making up for his shortcomings.

He has considerable experience in various fighting methods and strange secret techniques.

The fighting instinct directly drives him to attack the enemy's weak points.

With just two punches, Taoist Bailong's protective dragon was defeated.

Another punch punched a huge bloody hole in his divine body.

A large amount of divine blood splashed into the void, and was annihilated by the divine power following the fist wind.

After three more punches, Master Bailong lost his ability to resist and could only passively withstand Beichen's attack.

The whole person kept flying backwards in the competition venue.

Before it even landed, it flew faster in other directions.

"I...I, admit defeat..."

(End of this chapter)