Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

The secret realm of Chongxian!

After listening to Le Wenyao's explanation, Fang Lin's eyes shone.

Opportunity, for cultivators, is the fastest way to improve their strength.

Now that the Chongxian Secret Realm is about to open, Fang Lin has no reason not to go.

"Your current level is too low. The Chongxian Secret Realm is extremely bloody. Legend has it that of a hundred disciples who enter it, only twenty can come back!"

At this time, Su Yuefei took over Le Wenyao's words: "Each force has its own way to enter the Chongxian Secret Realm. They are different, and the places they arrive are not the same!" ??

"Many cultivators resolve disputes outside, so when you enter the secret realm, you not only have to face the unknown environment inside, but you also have to be careful of ambushes from other cultivators!"

She knew a little more about the Chongxian Secret Realm.

After hearing this, Le Wenyao had a trace of worry in her eyes.

It was so dangerous inside. What if something happened to her brother? What would she do?

"Brother, why don't you go?"

Le Wenyao gently pulled Fang Lin's sleeve and said softly.

Fang Lin knew that Le Wenyao was worried about his own safety, and felt warm in his heart.

When he came to the fairy world, Le Wenyao cared too much for him. Wandering in a foreign land, such family ties were too precious.

Fang Lin touched Le Wenyao's head and said, "Don't worry, brother will be fine. When he comes back, I will bring you the treasure!"

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, an explosion sounded throughout the arena.

The three of them followed the sound and saw Bei Ji and He Jinghao on the ring, all covered in blood.

Beiji's body even had several wounds that were deep enough to show the bones.

At this time, blood was flowing like spring water.

"good!"

The two separated, and bursts of cheers came from the audience.

The showdown between two strong men is really exciting!

Their movements are as fast as lightning, and their attacks are as sharp as knives. Every attack hits the opponent's vital point.

Even, this has been

This is no longer a separate arena battle, but more like a life and death duel.

"Senior Brother Beiji wins!"

Fang Lin observed the two of them for a while and had a result in his mind.

"How can I see it?"

Su Yuefei didn't know why and asked in confusion.

In her opinion, Bei Ji has been injured, which will definitely affect his subsequent performance. How can Fang Lin conclude that Bei Ji is the winner of this arena battle?

Fang Lin smiled calmly and said: "It's very simple. Although Senior Brother Bei Ji was injured, the fairy spirit energy in his body is still sufficient. In addition, his breath is also extremely stable. This shows that what he suffered The injury doesn’t have much impact on him at all!”

"On the other hand, He Jinghao seems to have the upper hand on the surface, but his chest is heaving and his breath is confused. If he continues, he will definitely lose!"

Sure enough, as Fang Lin finished speaking, Beiji began to take the initiative to attack.

He took a step forward and raised his big palm.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the spirit of the fairy condensed.

"It seems that you haven't made much progress in three years!"

Bei Ji's voice echoed in the ring. Although it was not loud, it fell into everyone's ears clearly.

The next moment, Bei Ji raised his palm and clapped it.

He Jinghao resisted angrily.

The spiritual weapon in his hand bloomed with dazzling brilliance, and at the same time, all the fairy energy was concentrated on the spiritual weapon.

Bang!

Only a clear sound was heard from the spirit soldiers, and the spirit soldiers were broken into nine sections.

However, Da Zhang's castration didn't stop.

Just like swatting a fly, it fell from the sky and swatted it directly!

He Jinghao's eyes were filled with fear, and he wanted to resist.

However, his fairy spirit has been completely defeated, and now he,

Not much better than ordinary people.

Just like that, He Jinghao watched the big palm fall.

boom!

Another explosion sounded, and when the smoke and dust cleared, everyone discovered that He Jinghao had been photographed directly into the ring by Bei Ji, and his life or death was unknown!

"Hiss..." ??

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but take a breath.

Although he had long known that Bei Ji's strength was unfathomable, the shock of this scene could not be described in words.

In the same realm, He Jinghao was flattened with a slap.

In the past three years, Beiji's strength has become so terrifying?

"Senior Brother Bei Ji is indeed the number one genius in the Xianwu Academy. His strength is so strong that no one can match him!"

Su Yuefei sighed, with a bit of admiration in her eyes.

Three years ago, Beiji became famous in one battle and had already captured the hearts of many beauties.

Later, Bei Ji spent another year to defeat all the inner disciples of Xianwu Academy and secure his position as the first brother.

These experiences of his can all be described as legends.

"Only such a person is worthy of being my opponent!"

Fang Lin's eyes were burning, and a fighting spirit surged in his heart.

No matter what, Fang Lin will advance to the finals and join forces with Beiji!

"Xianwu Academy, Beiji wins!"

The elder's voice sounded. Bei Ji didn't look at He Jinghao again. Instead, he looked at Fang Lin under the ring and said, "Junior brother, I'm waiting for you!"

"Don't worry, I won't let you down!"

Fang Lin nodded and responded with a smile.

The two cherished each other, and although they didn't have much contact, there was an indescribable feeling between them.

On the viewing platform, Lan Hua's face was as gloomy as a pool of stagnant water.

As a nine-star spiritual disciple of the Supreme Sect, He Jinghao represents the highest level of the Supreme Sect's disciples, but he actually fell in the quarterfinals?

r\u003e He couldn't accept this fact.

You know, in the past few years, Xianwu Academy has only had its tail between its legs.

When a disciple of the Supreme Sect beats a disciple of the Immortal Martial Academy, it would be like a father beating his son.

Now that the roles have been reversed, the huge gap makes Lan Hua feel extremely uncomfortable.

The leader looked at Lan Hua's deflated appearance with a happy smile on his face.

After three years of dormancy, Beiji's strength has become stronger. In the future, the Xianwu Academy will no longer have to worry about the Supreme Sect.

After all, Bei Ji and Fang Lin are enough to hold up the sky.

"Elder Lan, winning or losing is normal, you have to learn to get used to it!"

The leader finished speaking with a smile, and then took a sip of tea. It was sweet and delicious, with endless aftertaste.

This feeling is so good!

"The next match will be between Fang Lin from the Immortal Martial Academy and Ling Wu from the Supreme Sect."

At this time, the voice of the elder announcing the contest sounded again.

Fang Lin took a deep breath and slowly stepped onto the ring.

This time, his opponent is a beautiful woman.

She is wearing a fiery red dress and has a curvy figure. Every part of her body is just right. One point more is more, and one point less is less.

According to rumors, this woman is also the most beautiful woman in the Supreme Sect.

However, she has a fierce personality and strong strength, so not many people dare to provoke her.

Of course, Fang Lin would not show mercy on the battlefield.

He was full of firepower, left hook, right hook, and heavy blows came one after another. In no less than a hundred rounds, Ling Wu was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

In the end, she burst into tears and trotted off the ring, threatening to go back to find her parents to avenge her.

"Kid, go back and drink grandma quickly. It's very dangerous here and it's not the place you should be!"

Fang Lin looked at Ling Wu's leaving figure and added something cryptic.

It was good now, the entire Xianwu Academy echoed with Ling Wu's pitiful cries...