Sign in at the beginning, I am the Holy Body of Chaos

In the martial arts arena, the elders from all peaks had already arrived, and even Ling Muxue, who had been suppressing the thunder injury, attended on time.

Before the arrival of all the disciples, they had joined forces to reinforce the magic circles for the arenas in the martial arts field, so as to facilitate the competition later.

"I finally waited for this day. I hope to get a good ranking this year."

"I've practiced for nine and a half years, and I've been waiting for this day. My name must be in the foundation of the tunnel!"

"This year, the cultivation bases of the disciples in all peaks and mountains are not low. It's troublesome. I really don't want to wait another ten years!"

Below, after the disciples arrived, there was a lot of chatter, some shook their heads and sighed, and some were full of fighting spirit.

With the passage of time, soon, nearly a hundred disciples gathered under the Martial Arts Stage.

Behind those disciples, at a distance of about 500 meters, the rest of the disciples in each peak and mountain are imperial envoys, waiting to observe in the sky.

"Yes, I am very satisfied with the progress of this year's disciples' cultivation."

In the sky, a huge breath suddenly descended.

All the disciples hurriedly saluted and shouted in unison.

"See Sect Master!"

"See Sect Master!"

"See Sect Master!"

The head of Linglong, Lingxiaozi descended slowly, and the elders and heads of all peaks and mountains bowed to salute.

After the ceremony, the head of the sect presided over the overall situation, stepped into the sky above the martial arts arena, and said: "For a hundred years, fight for the years! We wait for the immortal cultivators to stand in the sky and the earth, just to fight for the eternal immortality! However, foundation building resources are limited. Building a foundation requires great luck and great opportunity, so we held the Lingtai Grand Competition to select elite disciples and go to Lingyun Island to build a foundation!"

The master's voice is very penetrating.

It is like the sound of heaven and earth, echoing leisurely, making all the disciples very excited.

Seeing that the time had come, the Elder of Douwu Peak immediately stepped out, came to a place below the headmaster, and announced: "This year, the leader of the Lingtai Grand Competition will get a magic order, and enter the Tibetan Dao Pavilion to find ancient magic powers. Supernatural powers are rare, I hope all disciples will work hard, and don't miss this opportunity!"

As soon as the words fell, the disciples couldn't help but boil.

Divine Ability Order!Tibetan Road Pavilion!

That is the 'Sutra Pavilion' inherited from Linglong's ancestor's time!Patriarch Linglong was the only one in the world back then, and when he was at the peak, he fought a decisive battle with thousands of sects in the world, and also wiped out thousands of sects!

The slump in body cultivation in the world is the result of Linglong's patriarch back then!
Linglong sect's main family's skill, "Linglong Transformation" is already a heaven-level skill, and the magical effects of Shenzang are endless!

But it is rumored that in the Tibetan Dao Pavilion, there are magical powers comparable to or even surpassing the heavenly rank!
Ordinary disciples, throughout their lives, can only exchange their skills and techniques with their masters, or in the merit hall, but now, they have the opportunity to enter the important place of the Tibetan Dao Pavilion to find ancient magical powers!How can you tell them not to get excited?
But those disciples from various peaks and mountains who have already established their foundations, or who are not yet qualified to participate in the Lingtai Grand Competition, all lament that their luck is not good!Although the rewards in previous years were not bad, they were far worse in comparison. Why didn't they encounter such a good thing?
"Quiet."

Elder Dou Wufeng drank softly, and many disciples immediately fell silent.

The elder nodded slightly, and when he waved his hand, a huge screen composed of spiritual power appeared in the sky.

The elder who was in charge of recording the participating disciples also moved at this moment, he reached the sky in one step, summoned a stroke of magic weapon, and only wrote a few strokes in the air.

the next moment.

Accompanied by the appearance of the four big characters "Lingtai Dabi", the names of the disciples from all the peaks of the Eight Mountains and Nine Islands have appeared on it. Not only that, but also the cultivation level and gender of the disciples are listed one by one, which is clear at a glance!
"The Lingtai Grand Competition is officially starting now. Disciples, please step up to the stage in order!" Elder Douwufeng said again.

There are only nine days and eight places in the martial arts arena, and there are a total of seventeen arenas.

The 34 disciples at the front immediately jumped up and onto the ring.

"Brother, be polite."

"Junior brother, be careful, I will not show mercy."

"Brother, look at the move, Lingxi strikes a sword!"

"Heavenly power is mighty, listen to my finger, the beast comes!"

……

The disciples from all peaks and mountains fought in a group, and those disciples with lower cultivation levels could not take their eyes off it.

In the peaceful and prosperous age, although there are occasional monsters in the world, there are not many opportunities for them to actually fight.

It will be of great benefit to their practice to observe the battles of disciples from various peaks and mountains.

Only those disciples with higher cultivation bases were slightly boring.

In their view, this battle is nothing more than a small fight.

However, soon the eyes of those disciples with higher cultivation bases were attracted by the Tianzi Ring.

That ring was none other than Shangguan Xunhan, one of the two great sons of Linglong who was in the limelight.

And his opponent is a disciple of Xu Jianfeng who is known as the sharp blade of Linglong sect.

"Under Xujian Peak, Tianjiao, proud of Wuwu."

"Linglong Zhongfeng, Shangguan Xunhan."

The two were polite and bowed their hands to each other.

Na Aoji smiled and said: "Long-awaited, Shangguan Shengzi has long been famous among the new generation."

Shangguan Xunhan also said very politely: "That's ridiculous!"

After saying that, Ao Wuji was no longer polite. He waved his hand and called out a sword. He caressed the sword, his eyes suddenly became very sharp, and said: "I have cultivated this sword for fifteen years, even though it is only a top-grade yellow sword , but already has the power of the mysterious rank, the sword has no eyes, Shangguan Shengzi, please be careful."

Shangguan Xunhan nodded, but no magic weapon appeared in his hand.

This made Aoji very angry, he treats each other with courtesy, do you still look down on him?
Aoji said displeasedly: "Son of Shangguan, let me remind you that Xu Jianfeng's battles tend to be physical cultivation tactics. Once my disciples make a move, it will be a thunderbolt strike, extremely ferocious! You may lose your life with bare hands !"

"Misunderstood, this is my strongest state." Shangguan Xunhan shook his head.

Seeing his arrogance, Ao Wuji's anger was unbearable.

"That's right, then Shangguan Shengzi please go down first!"

Before the words were finished, the person had arrived first, so the disciples of Xujian Peak were really not lying. The battle of ordinary magic skills is nothing more than a fight of skills and magic weapons. Even some melee moves are only auxiliary skills to attack.

But he held the sharp sword in his hand and stabbed upwards!Completely abandoned the usual style of Faxiu!
"It's such a quick strike. Although Aoji is only a disciple of Lingtai Seven Pavilions, this move is really terrifying! Xujian Peak, well-deserved reputation!"

"It's not fast, it's magic skills! Ao Wuji used more than a dozen low-grade yellow-rank magic skills in a row at the moment when he drew his sword. With my eyesight, I can barely see seven or eight of them. The ones that strengthen the speed Explosive steps, bullfight to strengthen the wrist, body protection to strengthen the body skills... amazing! It's really too powerful! Why was this kind of character so unknown last time?"

Some of the Foundation Establishment disciples saw the way, and they were secretly amazed, and felt ridiculous at Shangguan Xunhan's carelessness in their hearts.

Shengzi Linglong, the representative figure of the Linglong Sect, it can be said that he is the face of the Linglong Sect.

Such a character, when fighting against others, it's fine if he doesn't try his best, but he doesn't even use the magic weapon. Do you really think that the word "Holy Son" is the name of invincibility?

This kind of mind is really not worthy of the name of the Son of God!

However, their minds changed quickly.

Under everyone's disdainful eyes, Shangguan Xunhan approached and raised a thick black mist. The black mist seemed to be alive, and it instantly entangled the sharp sword of Ao Wuwu. It was only an inch away from piercing Shangguan Xunhan. Ke Aoji's chest, the sword in Koao Wuji's hand, is no longer able to get into it!

"This is!"

"impossible."

"But, this seems to be really..."

Above, the originally expressionless elders stood up in shock, even the head of the sect looked in disbelief.

Thousands of years ago, under the leadership of Linglong Patriarch, the Linglong Sect was like no other for a while, and it was rare to have an opponent in the world.

Today, although the Linglong Sect has become quite lonely, there is still such a mysterious place as the Tibetan Dao Pavilion.

Therefore, in fact, the Linglong Sect has always had no shortage of ancient exercises, but most of those exercises are not suitable for contemporary disciples to practice, or they are incomplete, and it is difficult to cultivate a famous one.

But the black mist in front of Shangguan Xunhan made all the elders and heads think of an ancient kung fu that has been lost for 7000 years.

All the elders and the heads looked up at the head.

The leader was silent for a while, nodded and said: "That's right, this should be the supernatural power "Boundless Blood Sea" that Linglong ancestor won from Xuehe ancestor back then! This skill did exist in our Linglong sect. I just don’t know how this little guy Xunhan got it.”

Down below, the battle situation in the arena has changed drastically.

After the black mist appeared, Ao Wuji was restrained everywhere, his sharp swordsmanship could hardly break through the black mist, and his own spiritual power was inexplicably consumed at a strange and extremely fast speed.

"What's going on, Jianqi! Sword Qi, break!"

The black mist was billowing, there was no way to avoid it, Ao Wuji held the sword in his right hand, pinched the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, and unleashed a magic skill violently.

The sword light flashed, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal.

But with this sword strike, not only did the black mist fail to disintegrate, but it actually grew stronger.

"You can't be wrong, it is indeed the legendary "Boundless Blood Sea"!"

"Absorbing the opponent's spiritual power is just the lowest level of "Blood Sea Boundless". I don't know what level Shangguan Xunhan has cultivated. I really hope that he can keep his heart. Don't be wiped out by such supernatural powers." ah."

The elders sighed unceasingly, they were also a little greedy for such a skill.

However, they will not force it, because the potential of "Linglong Transformation" is not inferior to the ancient supernatural powers of the outer sect, otherwise, these supernatural powers of the outer sect would not have been collected by Linglong's ancestors in the form of spoils. Zong and the like.

Maybe he noticed the changes in the elders, maybe it was to deceive others.

In short, Shangguan Xunhan, who was in the fierce battle, suddenly showed an extremely exhausted appearance. He gasped and said, "Huh... sure enough! I still can't control this magical skill! Ao Wuji, this magical skill is When I was meditating in Zhongfeng, I came back to my senses in a dream. I accidentally saw what the Linglong ancestor learned. Its power is too great for me to control, so I plan to use my strongest move to solve the battle. I hope you can avoid it. I... don't want to hurt my brothers."

The voice was not loud, but the attention of many elders and heads were all focused on him, Shangguan Xunhan, so how could they not hear it?
"Is that so, Shangguan Xunhan actually caused the ancestors to come? No wonder we never knew that when we regained our senses in our dreams, where is the opportunity for us to comprehend!"

"It's really my luck, Shangguan Xunhan, this little guy, doesn't seem to be deprived of his sanity by "Blood Sea Boundless", he is still as innocent as before."

While the elders were speaking, the battle situation below had changed again.

Aoji, who had been forced into desperation several times, had no intention of keeping any moves anymore. If he lost this battle, then what else would he use to compete for the leader of this Lingtai Grand Competition!
He just rolled up the sharp sword in his hand, and that gesture was exactly Xu Jianfeng's unique skill - Lingxu Sword Way!
Lingxu Sword Dao is a powerful sword way born out of Linglong Sword Art. It is said that there is no limit to the way of swordsmanship, as long as anyone who can learn and achieve something will surely be able to show extraordinary style in these nine days and ten places in the future!

Many disciples watching the battle couldn't help holding their breath.

One is ancient supernatural powers.

One is the world's most powerful swordsmanship.

When the two collide with each other, what a terrifying power will be aroused!

"Blood claw, tear the sky!"

"Lingxu swordsmanship, the sword points to the sky!"

The two sides made moves almost at the same time.

The Lingxu swordsmanship really lived up to its reputation. Ao Wuji just pointed the sharp sword towards the sky, and a huge sword shadow fell from the sky. Its power was so terrifying that even ordinary foundation-building disciples of ordinary human ways would find it hard to resist!

However, Shangguan Xunhan's moves were not weak either. He raised his hand and clawed vigorously, and the black mist around him condensed and transformed into bloody mist.

A blood-colored sharp claw rose from the ground, and its straight claw touched the huge sword shadow that descended from the sky.

The two collided with each other, making a harsh sizzle.

Those disciples with low cultivation levels only felt that their souls were in turmoil, and many of them almost couldn't even control the magic weapon. If the master hadn't released a gentle spiritual power in time to protect their minds, the aftermath shock alone would have , is enough to shake them into the air.

"It's amazing, is this still the late stage of Lingtai?"

"My god, this is only the late stage of Lingtai! If they have built the foundation, then it's fine!"

There are talented people in the country, and they have been leading the way for hundreds of years.

All the disciples who were above Foundation Establishment lamented that Shangguan Xunhan really has the prestige of the Holy Son, with this means, this strength, they are convinced, and there is no complaint at all!

In the arena, the two terrifying forces are still colliding with each other and backlogging.

Soon, bursts of cracks appeared on the phantom of the giant sword.

On the blood claw, there were also signs of cracking.

The phantom of the giant sword and the blood claw seemed to be unbearable, and they exploded suddenly.

A bloody mist filled the entire arena.

For a while, the spiritual senses of the elders and heads of the peaks could not penetrate the slightest bit of detection.

"It is rumored that there are nine layers in "Blood Sea Boundless". The little guy Shangguan Xunhan has actually cultivated to the fourth layer, the blood mist level!" The head leader was a little happy. The isolation of spiritual consciousness is the representative feature of the fourth layer of blood mist.

In the next instant, all the elders and seats arrived at the ring almost at the same time.

After the elders waved their hands to disperse the blood mist with their own spiritual power, the scenery on the ring finally fell into the eyes of everyone.

I saw that a huge pothole had already appeared on the solid ring, Shangguan Xunhan knelt on one knee, with blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, he was in a very bad condition, staggering, as if he would fall down at any time.

On the other side, Aojiu disappeared.

Everyone hurriedly looked around, and soon found Ao Wuji's figure at the bottom of the ring. Although he was out of breath and lacked a lot of spiritual power, his condition was much better than Shangguan Xunhan's, at least he could still fight.

If he was still standing in the ring, Aoji might have won this battle.

It's a pity that there are not so many ifs in reality.

"This battle, Shangguan Xun Han won."

"Others wait for a while, and the ring will be repaired immediately."

An elder threw Shangguan Xunhan a healing pill, and motioned him to take it quickly.

All the disciples sighed unceasingly. It is really shocking for a newcomer to have such strength.

At the same time, they suddenly noticed another question, that is, where is the other holy son of their Linglong Sect?

Looking around, there was no Chu Nan below the ring, and at the same time, there was no figure of Chu Nan on the ring.

"That guy, won't he run away?"

"It shouldn't be. Didn't we hear that he seems to have signed up for the competition?"

"Wait until you know, the game is fast, and it won't be long before you know what Chu Shengzi is doing."

While the disciples were talking, the winners and losers had already been decided in other arenas.

After Elder Dou Wufeng announced the promotion list of 34 disciples, he immediately signaled the start of the second round.

At the same time, the names of fourteen disciples were also hidden on the huge screen in the sky, among them were the defeated people like Aojiu.

In the second round, it was still not Chu Nan's turn.

This made the disciples wait until the third round, when Chu Nan's name finally appeared on the screen.

"Chunan vs... Huh?"

The elder who made the announcement was stunned, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "Chu Nan has a bye, and he will advance to the top [-]."

ha?
The disciples were dumbfounded. After waiting for a long time, they actually got a bye?

What kind of luck is this, you don't even hit a fight, and you advance directly?

Suddenly, many disciples thought of some "preferential treatment" given to Chu Nan by the head, and there were occasional rumors that Chu Nan was the illegitimate son of the head.

Whether they participated or not, the disciples were suddenly unhappy, and shouted in their hearts.

Shady!

Absolutely shady!
If it wasn't for the leader still standing on it, they would have had a good argument!Is there such a bully!