Hell Emperor

Chapter 273 Shura Jie-Competition

As the announcement of the start of the competition spread, the personnel on both sides held their breaths and their eyes were bright.

"The competition has begun, it's time to practice your skills..."

Seeing that Ren Changhong made no move, Ye Jie reminded him.

"Don't worry, let's take a look at them first! There are four of them here. If they change people to use the Netherworld Art in the middle, it will be extremely detrimental to us."

Ren Changhong shook his head and stared at Su Miao and his party.

Sensing her sight, Su Miao snorted from a distance, not noticing Ren Changhong's probing at all: "No matter how much you probe, you can't change the result of this competition. Be honest and taste the taste of failure." Bar!"

After saying that, Su Miao smiled sweetly at the three masters behind her: "Masters, who wants to use the Nether Spirit Divine Art with me first?"

The Red Flower Fairy looked stern and serious: "There is no room for failure in this competition. We should win with thunderous means to avoid long nights and dreams. Yaoyin, you have the best relationship with Su Miao, so you should do it."

Beside her, Fairy Yunshang smiled gracefully: "Don't worry, we finally returned to the Netherworld Hall from the sky, how could it end so quickly? This competition has attracted the attention of many parties, so of course we must show it off well. It doesn’t live up to the name of the Xuannv Sect. In my opinion, I should come first.”

Fairy Honghua was noncommittal and just asked: "You? When did you have such a good relationship with Fairy Miaorou? If you condense a seventh-grade or lower spiritual weapon by then, others will laugh at you."

Fairy Yunshang chuckled: "I took care of little Su Miao a lot in the past, and my relationship with her has certainly improved. But you, you still have that cold attitude, and you just rely on your talents and magical powers to show your power. If you get here, you won't be able to do it." I was even more worried when he didn’t come forward..."

Fairy Honghua just waved her hand: "In this case, you must find a way to win."

On the side, Su Miao had already made preparations for the Nether Spirit Art and said to Fairy Yun Shang: "Master Yun Shang, I'm ready to start practicing my skills."

Fairy Yunshang nodded at her and heard a soft chuckle in her ear.

"Underworld Divine Art!"

As the Nether Spirit Divine Art began to operate, Fairy Yunshang turned into a wisp of cloud and mist, continuously surrounding Su Miao, and finally condensed and formed under her feet.

When the light subsided, everyone was surprised to find that Su Miao had a pair of soft, elegant, bright short boots under her feet. The short boots wrapped around her ankles and outlined a moving curve on her calves.

As Su Miao walked slowly, a thin mist appeared under her short boots. The mist was so thick that it turned into layers of cirrus clouds, lifting her up into the sky, and walking in the void felt like walking on flat ground.

This scene made the onlookers couldn't help but exclaim, and their words were filled with admiration:

"As expected of Fairy Su Miao, a ghost magic weapon of this level is extremely rare even among immortals!"

"The magical treasure of the underworld transformed by Fairy Yunshang is at the fourth level! Once this treasure is released, won't those Shura surrender obediently?"

"A fourth-grade ghost magic weapon requires two people to be connected and trust their lives. Those cold-blooded Shura can't develop a magic weapon of this level no matter what!"

Soon, as Su Miao returned to the stage after demonstrating the efficacy of the magic weapon of the underworld, her brisk and confident tone also sounded in the ears of all the onlookers:

"Fourth-grade magic weapon, white mist cirrus boots."

Seeing this, even the master of Mingling Hall on the side couldn't help but nodded slightly: "Being able to transform Yun Shang into a fourth-grade magic weapon, it seems that Su Miao has made a lot of progress in the past few hundred years."

After Su Miao showed off the Nether Spirit Magic, the pressure suddenly came to Ye Jie. To be precise, it came to Ren Changhong.

"The fourth-grade magic weapon...she actually condensed the fourth-grade magic weapon in one go!"

Ren Changhong's face was full of anxiety. Although she had already guessed that Su Miao and others were extraordinary, when she saw the fourth-grade magic weapon appearing, she still gasped and felt that the sky was about to collapse.

"This is bad. His Highness Moro is still watching. If we lose this competition, the consequences will be disastrous..."

Ren Changhong trembled, but Ye Jie noticed her strangeness and comforted her: "Don't worry, isn't this competition not over yet? Everything can happen, don't give up until the last moment. "

Under Ye Jie's comfort, Ren Changhong's expression improved. She pursed her lips and nodded vigorously: "That's right! Shura Jie, please help me to complete the performance of the Nether Spirit Art."

Seeing that Ren Changhong had recovered and was eager to try, Ye Jie wanted to take out the hand of the Xingyue Linglong Moth, but stopped abruptly. Although the Xingyue Linglong Moth was of fourth grade, it was far from the final word. The grade was different from Su Miao. The White Mist Cirrus Cloud Boots are the same, I'm afraid they won't be able to win.

"Come on, I'm ready."

Ye Jie gave her an affirmative look, and soon he heard Ren Changhong's low voice: "Underworld Divine Art!"

Ye Jie's figure suddenly shattered, turning into a series of light spots, condensing towards the back of Ren Changhong's sword. Soon, a dark as night, noble and elegant sword spike appeared behind the hilt, which was Hanshuang. The sword added a bit of power like the roar of dragons and roars of tigers.

Feeling the power contained in the sword spike, Ren Changhong opened his eyes suddenly, and unstoppable joy flashed through his eyes:

"Fourth-grade magic weapon, Black Dragon Beard Sword Spike!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar. The onlookers never thought that even the Shura could also use the Nether Spirit Art to condense a fourth-grade magic weapon.

Not to mention others, even Ren Changhong himself did not expect it.

Not long ago, she and Ye Jie tried for the last time, but they could only condense a fifth-grade magic weapon. No matter what, they could not enter the fourth-grade level. Unexpectedly, when the competition began, the relationship that had been stagnant for a long time had a breakthrough and finally reached the fourth-grade level!

Feeling the breath of Ye Jie on the sword tassel, Ren Changhong was full of emotion. Maybe it was because her efforts to teach Ye Jie the sword tactics before the competition began, or maybe it was because they shared the same hatred and vowed to win the competition in the face of the boos of the crowd. Now, when the relationship between the two has taken a step forward, the black dragon beard sword tassel has also reached the fourth-grade level!

When the wind blew, the sword tassel fluttered slowly. Ren Changhong only felt that Ye Jie's appearance was more and more in her mind. In all the years since she became Shura, no one has ever occupied such an important position in her heart like Ye Jie.

On the side, Su Miao widened her eyes in disbelief: "She is just an Asura, how could she use the Nether Spirit Divine Art to condense a fourth-grade magic weapon? Even in the Xuannv Sect, countless ancestors have found it very difficult to derive a spiritual weapon. This is simply absurd!"

Red Flower Fairy looked at him coldly: "I knew that those Asuras must have come prepared and would not easily hand over the victory to others."

Yao Yin also put away his laziness in the past and said in confusion: "You two have both taken out fourth-grade magic weapons, what should we do next? Are we stuck like this?"

Su Miao took a deep breath and calmed down: "Don't worry, we have anticipated this situation and made adequate preparations. This is also the purpose of the master's help. Just wait for the referee Di Ting to make the judgment and enter the next stage. The final victory must belong to us! "

Soon, as Su Miao said, Di Ting walked around the two and spoke in a voice as muffled as a bell:

"The two sides' Nether Spirit magic weapons are of the same grade. Please continue to use the Nether Spirit Divine Art to evolve the next Nether Spirit magic weapon until the winner is decided!"

Hearing this, Ren Changhong was completely stunned: "Next? What does next mean?"

Di Ting saw her confusion and explained: "This competition must be decided, and there will be no draw. If the two sides' Nether Spirit magic weapons are of the same grade, the competition will continue until the winner is decided, and both Each party can display up to three Netherworld magic weapons at the same time, and the one with the highest comprehensive level wins. "

Hearing this, after Di Ting left, Ren Changhong was completely panicked. Now she knew why there were two other masters beside Su Miao. It turned out that she had been prepared and didn't give any chance at all:

"This is bad... I only have one Netherworld magic weapon, Shura Jie. Where can I find the next one? Isn't it a sure loss?"

Unlike the panicked Ren Changhong, Su Miao smiled calmly, as if she saw victory waving to herself, and turned to the Red Flower Fairy beside her and said:

"Master Honghua, Shura Hong has already lost. Do you want to try the Netherworld Divine Art? When I went to play in the sky before, you always brought I visited the ancient sites of immortals and they treated me with the best tea. Given the relationship between us, it should be possible to turn it into a magic weapon. "

Red Flower Fairy was a little worried and sighed, "I treated you out of courtesy to the younger generation. In terms of relationship, I'm afraid it's not as good as you and Yun Shang. It's just that I happen to have a natural magical power... But since you are here, let's give it a try."

Su Miao nodded vigorously, then exhaled and stretched out her hand: "Nether Spirit Divine Art!"

The red mist filled the air, wrapping Su Miao's black hair. When the mist dissipated, she saw a blooming bright red flower on the side of her head, which embellished her face even more brightly and beautifully.

"Fifth-grade magic weapon, crimson fetal flower."

Su Miao gently stroked the red flower on her head, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Among all the ancestors, the Red Flower Fairy is the most special one. She follows the doctrine of the mean and treats everyone indifferently without any personal feelings. Her innate magical powers are even more special.

As long as the Xuannv Sect members obtain her consent and use the Nether Spirit Divine Art on her, no matter how senior or how much cultivation they have, they can condense her into a fifth-grade magic weapon, the Crimson Embryo Flower, without exception.

However, this is also destined that the Crimson Embryo Flower is only a fifth-grade magic weapon at most, and there is no way to go further, so it is stuck here.

The extremely rare ability of the Red Flower Fairy makes her a helper for Su Miao's trip. After all, the fifth-grade magic weapon is extraordinary. In the hands of the immortal, it is also very useful, enough to deter the opponents in the competition.

"With this Crimson Embryo Flower, let's see what you can do to beat me this time!" Su Miao smiled.

Ren Changhong also noticed the powerful crimson fetal flower, and his face became more and more ugly. Finally, he sighed and dispersed the Nether Spirit Divine Art, allowing Ye Jie to return to his original state:

"We are doomed to lose. Apart from you, I have no other Nether Spirit magic weapon. It seems that the final winner of this competition belongs to the Nether Spirit Palace."

On the side, the people off the field also saw Ren Changhong's action of dispersing the Nether Spirit Divine Art, and thought that she had admitted defeat and surrendered. Cheers and relief were endless:

"I knew that the victory of this competition must belong to the Nether Spirit Palace!"

"With Fairy Miaorou's help, this competition should be easily won?"

"The Shuras are just wasting their efforts. With you, you want to seize the main account of the Nether Spirit Palace. In my opinion, you should practice for a few hundred more years!"

"What are they waiting for? Why don't they surrender? Why do they have to waste time here?"

The mocking voices of the crowd made even the Lord of the Demon Luo Palace, who was sitting high in the main seat, frown slightly, with displeasure between his brows.

Facing the tsunami-like boos, Ye Jie looked calm, smiled lightly, and said to Ren Changhong: "You have reached the limit of what you can do, and then leave it to me."

"Leave it to you? Could it be..."

Ye Jie's words made Ren Changhong slightly stunned. Soon, she seemed to have thought of something, and there was a hint of surprise in her eyes: "Could it be that you still have the little moth's butterfly with you?"

Ye Jie gave her a reassuring smile and put his hand into his pocket. When he took his hand out again, there was a palm-sized pocket girl in his palm.

"It's really Youdie! But, how could it be..."

The sudden joy made Ren Changhong laugh out loud, and her eyes looking at Ye Jie became more and more satisfied, but she still had some doubts in her heart.

She remembered that Youdie had obviously suffered the backlash of soul disintegration and was unable to perform the Nether Spirit Art anymore. But now, when she saw Youdie, she had clearly recovered as before, without any signs of disintegration. It looked as if she could not be better.

Ye Jie coughed dryly, touched his nose and said: "Speaking of which, I have experienced the pain of soul disintegration before, so I found some secret method of nourishing the soul. I tried it on Youdie and found that the effect was very good. Bring her."

Ren Changhong had no doubt that she had it. The huge joy had already deeply occupied her heart. How could she doubt the authenticity of the words at this time? However, there was still some resentment in her eyes when she looked at Ye Jie:

"Since Youdie has recovered a long time ago, why didn't you tell me in the first place and make me worry here in vain?"

Seeing Ren Changhong pretending to be angry, Ye Jie hurriedly waved his hand to beg for mercy: "Don't I want you to try it first and give you a surprise by the way? If I steal your limelight and make you unhappy, that will be difficult. ”

Ren Changhong snorted softly, feeling that Ye Jie had never been so pleasing to her eyes before, and he still knew how to give the limelight to her, and still said: "Surprise? I think it's more of a shock! However, this is indeed a solution . With the fourth-grade Xingyue Linglong Moth, you only need to transform me into a fifth-grade magical weapon, and you can be on a par with Su Miao and the others."

Ye Jie smiled slightly: "A tie is not enough. Our current relationship has reached the level of a fourth-grade magic weapon, which is enough to win this competition!"

After saying that, Ye Jie did not hesitate and stretched out his hand to make a move: "Underworld Divine Art!"

Ren Changhong moved in response. The snow-white robe was condensed from behind Ye Jie, adding a bit of extraordinary power to him. Ye Jie took the opportunity to take out the Xingyue Linglong Moth. The miniature girl in his palm was cute and moving, and he spoke loudly. :

"Fourth-grade magic weapon, Qi Penetrating Rainbow Hanging! Fourth-grade magic weapon, Xingyue Linglong Moth! Fairy Miaorou, do you have any other means? If not, victory will be mine!"