Chronicles of Celestial Origins

Tang Ning saw that every time the Qinglong Yanyue Sword collapsed, it immediately gathered together, as if it had the same infinite ability to recover and heal as herself.

I don’t know what kind of magic the other party uses to be so weird. Not only does it have such a powerful attack power, but the blade is also so tough and can heal infinitely.

You must know that with his current physical strength, even if he fights against a monster beast of the fourth-level top bloodline, he is expected to be no different.

Ordinary magic weapons were like tofu under his physical fists, but after so many fights with this dark golden green dragon sword, it still failed to be broken away. It seems that the key lies in these condensed dark golden light.

But he was not prepared to use other methods. This was a competition in itself, not a life-and-death contest. It was just a chance to test how far his current body was. This was an excellent opportunity for experimentation, and the opponent was also very suitable.

If you can measure the endurance limit of your physical body, it will be a worthwhile trip.

Tang Ning was surprised by the subtlety of the opponent's technique, but Wang Qi, who was inside the armor, was even more astonished. His technique was called Heavenly Demon Body Transformation, and it was the top technique of the Xingyue Sect. Once used, he could possess the power of the Heavenly Demon. He has practiced this technique to the fourth level, and can cover himself with the power of the devil.

Since he mastered this technique, he has never encountered anyone who can withstand the power of the demon. With this technique, he has also defeated many powerful enemies and has become famous in the Xingyue Sect.

But the person in front of him, with only a pair of fleshy palms, not only resisted his Heavenly Demon Body Transformation Technique, but also gained the upper hand. After so many battles between the two sides, the other side seemed completely unaffected, and the offensive did not weaken in the slightest.

If it weren't for the miraculousness of his own skills, the Heavenly Demon's skills could be condensed over and over again, and he would have been defeated at this moment.

In the main hall, everyone drank and chatted with each other. They looked at the impact on the stone wall and made comments from time to time.

"Junior Brother Fang, this disciple wearing Taixuanzong costume is from the Fifth Regiment, right! You have been in charge of the Fifth Regiment for so many years, so you have an impression of this man." Bai Yuanting drank a glass of wine and looked at him. Xiang Dasheng said.

"This person's name is Tang Ning, and he is one of the best among the rising stars in this department. When he broke through the realm of Nascent Soul, he also realized acquired supernatural powers, which caused a lot of heated discussion in this department." Fang Dasheng responded.

"It is really rare to be able to train your physical body to such toughness and strength. Even the powerful monsters in the Nascent Soul Realm are not afraid of giving in. Fellow Taoist, this disciple of yours's technique is also amazing! But it looks like I seem a little overwhelmed, but it seems that I can win back the spiritual stones I lost in the last round."

An old man wearing a Xingyue Sect costume with slightly white temples at the table smiled and said: "Fellow Taoist Bai may have concluded a little too early at this time. I think the two of them are evenly matched. It will be difficult to see the difference until the last moment. You don't know, Taoist Bai." "This boy's name is Wang Qi, and he is one of the best players in this department. A few years ago, he won the first place at the birthday banquet of our senior brother Luo Yuyan. It seems that he has met his opponent. It can only be said that the outcome is unpredictable. "

"Then let's wait and see!"

While a few people were chatting, the situation on the field took a new turn. Under the constant attacks from Tang Ning's fists, the Qinglong Yanyue Sword finally collapsed from the handle to the tip and turned into dots of dark gold. The light scattered in all directions. At that time, the light was so weak that it was almost invisible and disappeared between the sky and the earth.

When Tangning saw this, her heart skipped a beat. It was just as she expected. Although the Qinglong Yanyue Sword condensed with dark golden light could continue to condense, it also had its endurance limit and could not be used indefinitely. Once it exceeded its endurance limit , will collapse and dissipate.

This is similar to your body's self-healing ability. Although you can recover after being injured, it does not mean you will be immortal. If someone continues to attack and cause damage, the green spiritual power in the body will be exhausted, and then the self-healing ability will cease. .

In fact, he had been severely injured many times, and the green spiritual power in his body could not heal, so he fell into a long-term coma. If someone continued to attack him at that time, crush his body into flesh, or chop off his head, then No more healing is possible.

Even the powerful demon clan with immortal magical powers can be killed, let alone him. Everything in the world has a limit, and there is no real immortality.

After defeating the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, Tangning's offensive continued unabated, her fists were like wind, and she struck at the huge figure wrapped in armor.

Not to be outdone, Wang Qi met with both fists. He was also testing the limits of Tang Ning's body. Every blow from the two of them shook the earth.

There was no fancy intertwining of spells. The two were fighting in the most primitive way. This was a competition of pure strength.

Every time Tang Ning punched, the dark golden light on Wang Qi's armor dissipated, but quickly returned to his body. Similarly, every punch Wang Qi made made him feel a slight tremor in his body, his arms became increasingly numb, and the tiger's mouth was aching. It cracked once and healed very quickly.

A quarter of an hour later, Wang Qi's majestic armor turned into dark golden light from head to toe and disintegrated. This time, the weak light could no longer condense back into his body and turn into armor, but dissipated into the air.

"I surrender." Wang Qi was very straightforward. At that time, his face was pale and his body had returned to normal human size. He flew back and shouted loudly.

The Heavenly Demon Body Transformation is the most powerful magical power among the techniques it has mastered. Even this technique cannot do anything to the opponent. Other techniques can only delay the time, but cannot change the outcome of the battle. However, the opponent does not change his tone. Obviously He was able to do it with ease, so when the technique was broken, he immediately chose to give up.

After hearing this, Tang Ning stopped pursuing him. Cui Cangyuan stepped between the two of them and said, "Fellow Daoist Wang voluntarily surrendered. I declare that Tang Ning is superior in this competition and will advance to the next round."

"Accepted." Tang Ning saluted Fang Ji's head.

"My fellow Taoist, my kung fu is amazing. I admire you and I'm willing to show you my inferiority." Wang Qi returned the salute, and the three of them left the competition venue together.

Tangning returned to the pagoda room, sat cross-legged, swallowed a pill, restored the lost spiritual power in her body, and prepared for the next competition. Cui Cangyuan called out to the two monks who had drawn numbers 5 and 6 and left.

The competition in the competition venue was not directly visible from this room. Although everyone was a little curious about the competition between Tang Ning and Wang Qi, seeing him sitting cross-legged and practicing with his eyes closed, it was difficult to ask rash questions.

In the blink of an eye, a few hours passed by. Tangning's spiritual power had long been restored. She was chatting with the people sitting next to her. Cui Cangyuan led a man in and said, "Fellow Taoists, the first round of the competition has ended. Now, the next round of competition begins. The winner will enter the top three and receive the corresponding rewards provided by Master Bai. The loser will also be rewarded with spiritual stones. Now, please follow me if you have drawn numbers 2 and 3. "

Tang Ning and Guo Changming, who was wearing Qiankun Chamber of Commerce uniforms, looked at each other, stood up one after another, and followed Cui Cangyuan out of the room to the competition venue.

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"Fellow Daoist Guo, please give me some advice." Tang Ning bowed before his head, then bowed towards him.

Seeing him approaching, Guo Changming flew back and formed seals in his hands. However, he saw brilliance surge in the air, forming a huge golden sword and slashing down at him.

Tang Ning met with his fists, and with a loud bang, the golden sword struck down. As if he was standing on a hard rock, the sword shook violently, and the light shrank suddenly. He struck out with a backhand palm, and the golden sword received this blow. Unable to bear it, it instantly deformed, broke, and dissipated into the air.

Guo Changming was shocked when he saw that his pair of fleshy palms had such power. They were in another room and could not see the fighting in the competition venue, so they did not know any magical powers or spells between the hands. At this moment, Tangning saw three punches and two palms. He then broke through his own spell, knowing that his body was tough and not daring to be pushed too close by him, so he retreated quickly.

As the two chased and fled, the distance got closer and closer, and Guo Changming suddenly let out a long and sharp roar, like an ape's cry.

Tang Ning's mind was in chaos. There were many figures overlapping in front of her. She could vaguely see dozens of Guo Changming's figures surrounding her, holding a huge golden sword in her hand and slashing it towards her.

Just as he was about to face these slashed giant swords, he suddenly found that these figures and the slashed giant swords were a little distorted and not so real. He was shocked. Could it be that these were all illusions?

His eyes poured into spiritual power and burst into dazzling light. Guo Changming's figure and the slashing giant sword around him disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Guo Changming's figure appeared not far away, with his hands clasped together. The two of them saw countless crimson threads entangled, and at his feet was a huge black roulette wheel, with many huge black gears connected.

He was tied to a huge black stone monument, and his whole body was tied with red silk threads as thin as hair, just like a person tied to the gallows.

The densely packed black symbols on the stone tablet behind him crawled up his body like ants. As the huge gear turned, the crimson threads became tighter and tighter, sinking into his skin, as if they were going to cut him into pieces.

The black characters on his body glowed brightly, suppressing the movement of spiritual power in his body.

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