Nine Heavenly Towers

When that drop of blood fell on the red spar on the whisk, the silk threads in the whisk seemed to stretch out in mid-air like blood threads.These blood threads are extremely slender, exuding a strong bloody aura.

Xuan Mu's face was gloomy, he naturally understood that what the other party was holding was a magic weapon of blood sacrifice.I don't know what kind of strange thing was sacrificed with blood just now.His own killing sword is also one of the blood sacrificial instruments.He quickly drew out a stream of blood spiritual power from the killing sword in the storage ring. Among monks of the same level, it didn't take much to use blood spiritual power to severely injure the opponent.

A streak of blood spiritual power that also shone with blood color radiated towards the five fingers of his right hand, which looked like a bloody hand from a distance.His right hand was constantly on the strings, and he began to pluck them, but he saw streaks of blood rushing out from the strings as he played.

"Boom, boom, boom..." Three loud bangs sounded in the center of the arena, and the sound shook the heavens and the earth.Under the thunder, a mid-level Nascent Soul cultivator who returned to Qizong was blown to pieces, and his thoughts were quickly withdrawn from the light curtain and returned to his body.

"Jiang Zhao, a disciple of the Miaoyin Sect, killed a mid-level Nascent Soul disciple of the Guiqi Sect. The morale of the Miaoyin Sect increased by two points." After the loud thunder, a soft woman's voice came out again from above the light curtain .

At this moment, the competition had just started for a while, and a mid-level Nascent Soul cultivator from Guiqi Sect was beheaded, and the killing intent of the entire Miaoyin Sect disciples became stronger.The sound of the piano is clanging, and the sound of the flute is miserable and piercing.Under the intermingling of these voices, several disciples who returned to the Qi Sect were beheaded.

As soon as the female voice came out, the young man who was fighting against Xuan Mu suddenly trembled, obviously it was difficult to accept.

And Xuan Mu's blood glow rushed towards the young man overwhelmingly, smashing the countless blood threads that had been transformed just now in mid-air.After seeing this scene, the young man was even more horrified.He never thought that this blow would be so fierce.He was able to break his own blood sacrifice method.

When he just reacted, that blood light had already bombarded him.His body twitched suddenly at this moment, and then bursts of colorful lights erupted from his body. As the colorful light gradually dissipated, the distorted expression on his face gradually eased.

However, what made him unable to react in time was that Xuan Mu's body was approaching quickly at this time, and then a blood light rushed out again, and bombarded him in an instant.At this time, his body flew backwards more than ten zhang away.

Xuan Mu's body approached again, his right hand grabbed the seven strings of Yulan Qin, pulled up the seven strings suddenly, and then let go suddenly.The strings vibrated and a buzzing sound burst out.A green glow hit the young man's chest again.

'Boom, boom, boom, boom. 'A series of four sounds sounded, and four rays of light bombarded the young man's chest.The person's face was pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.While his body was flickering, he still wanted to resist Xuanmu.

Xuan Mu sneered, and his right hand quickly plucked on the strings.Rays of light hit each other like dense rain.Xuan Mu sneered, when he plucked the strings with his right hand quickly, countless petals condensed in front of him, the petals condensed into a ball, and suddenly bombarded in front of the young man.

The young man's body was hit by this heavy blow, his face twisted, and he threw the whisk in his hand towards Xuanmu, and saw a white light covering the sky towards Xuanmu, but collided with the countless petals, and then, Seeing that white awn quickly disintegrate in mid-air.

The young man had reached the point where his spiritual power was exhausted, and he was unable to cast spells at all. Xuanmu sneered, and grabbed the strings with his right hand, and a green light blasted out, followed by another green light.The two green lights struck the young man's chest.With a flash of brilliance, the young man disappeared from the arena.

"Xuan Mu, a disciple of the Miaoyin Sect, killed a middle-level Nascent Soul disciple of the Guiqi Sect, and the morale of the Miaoyin Sect increased by two points." A female voice came out again.

Now Xuanmu can let go and kill those low-ranking monks who returned to the Qi Sect. I saw his body flashing in mid-air, and where he passed, a green light could kill the opponent's lower body. Beheaded the monks with the cultivation base of Nascent Soul.

At this time, in another direction, the thunder ball that Jiang Zhao cast could also kill a low-level monk in the opponent with one blow.Under the frenzied cutting between the two, more than a dozen Gui Qi Sect disciples had already been beheaded and retired from the arena sadly, and the morale of the entire Miao Yin Sect was even higher.

When the low-level disciples of Gui Qizong saw these two evil gods, they all felt a sense of panic in their hearts.They all avoided Xuan Mu and Jiang Zhao in horror.

Especially Xuanmu, his spiritual power seems to be inexhaustible. When he grasped it with his right hand, a green light condensed out, and then he saw the green light spread out quickly. None of the Nascent Soul disciples had time to dodge, so they were killed by one blow.

And Jiang Zhao's thunderball is powerful against people, but it still takes some time to condense, so he killed far less low-level monks than Xuanmu.

After beheading more than ten low-level Qizong monks, Xuan Mu and Jiang Zhao gathered together, and he laughed and said to Jiang Zhao: "Go and help them kill those middle-level Nascent Souls. Beheaded, I will kill those low-level ones."

"Okay." Jiang Zhao originally wanted to be the same as Xuan Mu, but after thinking about it for a while, he felt that his attack speed was not as fast as Xuan Mu's, so he gave up.Turning around, he quickly walked towards one of the Gui Qi sect monks who was fighting with senior brother surnamed Huang.

Xuan Mu, on the other hand, took great pleasure in striding towards those Gui Qi Sect disciples whose cultivation level was lower than his. He flicked the strings with his right hand again and again, and there were bursts of magic sounds scattered from the strings. , he was intoxicated, and he looked neither slow nor fast.

And those disciples who returned to the Qi Sect were crying bitterly, looking like they wished to kill all eighteen generations of Xuanmu's ancestors, their eyes were fierce and they hugged their heads tightly with their hands.What hurt was baring my teeth and screaming.

Seeing this situation, the speed of Xuanmu's hands became even faster.As soon as the magic sound stopped, the shadows of flowers all over the sky appeared.The petals rushed towards the bodies of those elementary disciples who had returned to the Qi Sect. Due to the extremely fast speed of these petals, the spiritual power contained in them was also extremely strong.Therefore, the body-protecting spiritual energy of those Gui Qi Sect disciples was quickly broken.

For a moment, these more than ten disciples who returned to the Qi sect were all injured by the petals, and they could see streaks of bright red blood flowing from the scars all over their bodies.Xuanmu didn't stop, he played faster, his voice turned sharply, and the sound of clank was even more ear-piercing.The corner of Xuan Mu's mouth slowly evoked an indescribable smile.

A green glow suddenly shot out from the strings, one after another.The green light pierced the air fiercely, and every time the light flashed, a disciple of Gui Qizong disappeared from the arena.After more than a dozen rays of light flashed past, more than a dozen disciples of Gui Qizong withdrew from the arena.

There are more than a dozen disciples who returned to the Qi Sect, and they are being besieged frantically by a group of disciples from the Miao Yin Sect led by Shen Cong's brother and sister.

Xuanmu would not go to join in the fun, he saw a mid-level Nascent Soul Stage female Xiu Xiu who returned to Qizong fighting fiercely with that senior sister disguised as a man, Xuanmu let out a long cry, stepped repeatedly in mid-air, and quickly plucking the strings.A sound like a flowing spring was played from the strings of the zither, Xuanmu stared at this scene faintly, murderous intent flickered in his eyes, and a flowing spring quickly condensed out in front of him.There is even a waterfall rushing out of the rotating spring.

Almost in the blink of an eye, this waterfall had already bombarded the female cultivator of Gui Qi Sect. Under the sudden bombardment, the female cultivator immediately lost control of her body in mid-air, and then turned towards the woman disguised as a man. She walked away from the woman, her face was pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted from her mouth.

Seeing this, the woman disguised as a man couldn't help showing a weird smile.His right hand plucked lightly on the strings, and a faint gray light shot out from the strings, and then cut off the neck of the nun Gui Qi Sect at a very fast speed, and a round head was shot. It fell to the ground like this.

The woman looked at Xuanmu and said with a smile: "That's right, this time our Miaoyinzong won."

Just as he finished speaking, another mid-level Nascent Soul cultivator who returned to the Qi Sect died under Jiang Zhao's three thunders.There are only three remaining monks who belonged to the Qi sect to resist.The two of them were about to make a move, and two middle-level Nascent Soul cultivators who had returned to the Air Sect withdrew from the arena.

Looking at the only surviving monk who returned to the Qi sect, Xuan Mu sighed and said: "We won this round. I hope the next round will have the same good luck. As long as you win two rounds, you will be considered as a finalist." Twenty."

When Xuan Mu opened his eyes again from the cross-legged position, this round has already been won.The list of the next game will not be announced until five days later, because today's speed is up to three games a day, and sometimes only one game a day.

This speed may be slow for mortals, but for these immortal cultivators, it is just a blink of an eye.

Four days later, the first promotion match was completely completed.Next is the start of the second promotion game announced the next day.After the second promotion match, it is the start of the promotion match and the re-qualification match.

The next day, the list of matches for the second promotion match was announced, and the opponent of Miaoyinzong was not any other sect, but the Poison Sect that Xuanmu was most familiar with.

There are more than [-] mid-level Nascent Soul monks in the Qi Poison Sect, and there are a lot of low-level Nascent Soul monks.This round was announced from the roster, and the outcome was already doomed.In fact, fighting and not fighting have similar meanings.It's just that if there is no fight, Miaoyinzong will become a laughing stock of other sects.