Online game upgrade to become immortal

Chapter 171 Nameless and Unreasonable
Hua Zong Fang Wuli, one of the most amazingly talented disciples of the Outer Sect back then, studied hard and practiced hard, and finally reached the state of condensing liquid.

It's a pity that Huazong is one of the very few sects in Zhenxian that don't decide the outcome based on personal strength. Watching the brothers find their own destined people one by one, those who should enter the inner sect, some even jump into the inner sect. To become the core disciple of Huazong, Fang is unreasonably anxious.

Immediately, he unreasonably and cruelly put down his personal studies, went down the mountain alone, and embarked on a journey of finding fate.

The so-called kung fu pays off, a year and a half ago, Fang Wuli, who was almost desperate, found Ji Wuming in a tavern, and surprisingly found that Wuming's kung fu fits as high as [-]%.

That is to say, the nameless and unreasonable people are predestined people, and their fate is deep. In time, they may be able to find the next one by virtue of their super compatibility. A team of Huazong elders.

After returning to the mountain, Wuming and Wuming resolutely practiced together, and the [-]% and [-]% compatibility of the exercises made their cultivation advance by leaps and bounds.

What is more unreasonably disturbing is that Ji Wuming, who is used to living in the mortal world, has not yet adapted to the life of a monk. Although he has successfully condensed his energy, his love for the mortal world and his fondness for playing still remain unchanged.

Ji Wuming, a master troublemaker, if it wasn't for Wuli's calm personality, who worked hard to help him clean up the mess, Wuming would have been punished many times.

This time, unreasonably asked for the task of visiting the trial of the eight sects, and the main reason was to bring Wuming out to play.

The two can fight and scold each other, Wuming causes trouble, and Wuli makes an apology to others, but if someone wants to kill Wuming, Wuli will be the first to fight with his life!
"Okay, I'll show you how to kill him." Mo Yunzi smiled strangely, and after a while came to Wuming, he stabbed with his sword.

"Mo Yunzi, if you dare to kill him, I will kill your whole family!"

Higher and faster, after Fang Wuli moved to Wuming, he knew that it was useless to be angry with a demon, so Wuli stretched out one hand and put it on Wuming's shoulder.

Feeling the majestic spiritual power, Ji Wuming smiled, "This is my brother, a bastard like the Demon Sect, he should be killed!"

On the opposite side, the black devil's aura is terrifying, and ghosts are crying and wolves are howling.

When the partner arrives, the nameless eyes are blue, and the eyes are emerald green. The mixture of blue and green is full of vitality!

"boom"!
There was a huge earthquake in the Black Horn, and a small mushroom cloud rose in front of the [-] viewing platform.

The cloud and mist dispersed, and Wuming and Wuli on the ground avoided the magic sword at the same time. Wuli's left hand held the same hilt with Mo Yunzi's sword, while Wuming's right fist was facing Mo Yunzi's face, but was caught by Mo Yunzi's left palm. blocked.

In the face-to-face confrontation, Ji Wuming was unscathed, "Mozong bastard, weren't you awesome just now, you have the ability to kill me!"

Hearing this, Mo Yunzi didn't say anything, as if he was looking for an opportunity, but Wuming said, "I'm sorry, I'm giving you a word, we are two people."

Zhu Ji Fang punched suddenly unreasonably, and Mo Yunzi quickly withdrew his sword and palm and retreated into the distance.

"Hahahaha, hahaha!" Ji Wuming laughed loudly, his whole body was full of loopholes, but this may also be his strategy to lure the enemy deeper.

"Sanshan Huazong, the skill of dual cultivation is the best in the world." After the mountaintop Wu Mozun muttered, he summoned Mo Yunzi, "Come back, there are some things that are not in a hurry."

"Your Highness, I can!..." Mo Yunzi still wanted to say something, but Wu Mozun's tone remained the same, but there was an undeniable feeling.

"Come back." After Wu Mozun finished speaking, it happened that the five disciples of the Blood Demon Sect had completed the second ring trial and quit the black mirror.

"Sun Nie is back!" The blood demon Yuanying man immediately sucked his palms, and sucked the five of them back to the main stage.

"Master, what's going on here?" The blood demon Sun Nie smelled the disgusting smell, although he didn't know the old and the young on the top of the opposite mountain, he resisted instinctively.

Quietly, the big man Sun Nie completed the sound transmission. Sun Nie saw Ye Kai who was sleeping soundly on the ground, and then looked at the Huazong youth before Ye Kai, and suddenly felt that the two people who were unknown and unreasonable were not so weird anymore.

At this time, the Taishang team "goes out", and the old man Zhang Yang also responds quickly.

Wenlai Pavilion, Wandu Cave, Phoenix Mountain Villa, and Yunding Peak. In a short time, the second trial of the eight sects was completed. One by one, the elders "saved people" and told stories again and again. The atmosphere of the main stage changed subtly.

The Demon Lord clone on the top of the barren mountain, the strange demon cloud is very conspicuous, and the sleeping Ye Kai and his two Huazong "guards" on the ground are even more dazzling.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock... time passed by every minute and every second, the sun came out in the afternoon to show off its presence, and at six or seven o'clock in the afternoon, I went down the mountain and went home to sleep.

A quarter of an hour ago, the last team of the Eighteen Sects successfully returned. Among the five disciples, two were slightly injured, and one disciple in the condensation stage was seriously injured. It was impossible to participate in the next trial level.

At this time, Hei Xi, the city lord who was only a real person, did not dare to be the host anymore. Emperor Taishang Zhang Yang went to the front and announced: "Today's eight factions' trials have been successfully concluded. Three days later, the third trial will begin."

After finishing speaking, the old man Zhang Yang drove away with a group of disciples.

"Wait." Mo Zong Wu Mozun said, "Young people should take advantage of the victory and pursue it. Disciples of the Mo Zong, if you continue to practice, is there a problem?"

"No!" Mo Yunzi took the lead, and the five Mozong inner sects responded in unison.

"See, my Demon Sect disciples have no problem even passing two tests. Do you have any problems?" Wu Mozun laughed.

"Of course I'm fine!" Sun Nie of the Blood Demon Sect glared and shouted.

"Sun Nie!" The big blood demon blocked him.

Wu Mozun's smile remained unchanged, "For the sake of the blood demon ancestor, I will forgive you once."

Hearing this, Sun Nie wanted to continue to pay back, but was stopped by his uncle Sun Qiang.

"Three days is too long, I don't have that much free time." Wu Mozun said.

"The trial will start tomorrow." Old Zhang Yang said with a sullen face.

"Yes, but no one can leave until the trial is completed."

"Why?" A top sect disciple blurted out.

Then, he died.

"Teng"!
On the mountain, the Black Demon Lord soared into the sky, the wind and cloud changed color, and the night became darker, "I can kill most of you with just a single finger movement!"

Wu Mozun looked at Zhang Yang, looked at the Phoenix old woman and the others, "Put away your little tricks, when this deity came, he put a ban in a radius of a hundred miles, unless I die, no one will try to kill those old immortals Call to make trouble."

Mozong Wu Tianyu looked at the old monk Jin Chen, "Of course, if Master Jin Chen can promise not to spread this matter before returning to the temple, you can leave with the future little holy monk by your side."

Jin Chan Treasure Temple is the most prestigious among the three mountains. Monk Jin Chen seems harmless to humans and animals, but he really has the heart to kill demons. The avatar of Wu Mozun can only be more supportive. Fortunately, there is a young monk of the golden generation beside Jin Chen , Wu Mozun can force him to make a promise, monks will not tell lies, as long as Jin Chen says it, he must do it.

With one palm standing empty, the old monk Jin Chen said: "Amitabha, the old monk can't promise you."

"Then you sit here for a while." Wu Mozun opened his arms, and the black wind rose again, "From now on, no one is allowed to leave, and no one is allowed to enter where the deity is restricted!"

Just at this time, a very strong young man who is not tall came rushing from outside.

"Little Martial Uncle, Little Martial Uncle!..." Very disrespectful, Zeng A Niu came.

(End of this chapter)