The Transmigrator’s Cultivation Chapter 153:

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The black dragon spit out black light, which quickly turned into countless spots of light, scattered into every letter.

Xu Ziqing looked down and saw an extra line of small characters on his letter.

The thirty-ninth stage of martial arts, ranked 86th, opponent Xiao Shengfeng Zhang Cheng.

After reading it, Xu Ziqing handed the letter to Yunxuan: "Brother, look."

Real man Qiu He asked over there, "Where is Ziqing?"

Yun Yu threw the letter talisman on Qiu He again, let him look at it.

In a short while, everyone knew of Xu Ziqing's opponents, but there were as many as 300 performances, and there were hundreds of cultivators on each performance. It would take a while before Xu Ziqing's turn was really taken.

Qiu Ze and the other four have also seen their opponents. Perhaps because of the large number of people, they are very lucky. They are not on the same martial arts stage, and naturally they will not fight each other.

Soon, in the martial arts field, all the cultivators won the names of their opponents, and they also had calculations in their hearts.

The black dragon in mid-air roared, then took it back, raised its head and swung its tail, and flew over the head of the criminal chief.

The criminal director said again: "Tabi rules, those who are beaten, those who are beaten down are the losers, and those who admit defeat are also losers. If the defeat is fixed and still refuses to admit defeat, then life or death will not matter; If the loser concedes the defeat and the winner still makes a heavy move, the winner will be pressed into the Sixing Peak and the Xingtang will be dealt with."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was in an uproar.

Some people who haven't participated in the big competition are whispering secretly, but those who have participated are calm.

Xu Ziqing was a little surprised: "It turns out that it is possible to kill people above the big ratio."

The law of the sect does not allow harm to the same sect, but at this time in the big competition, it relaxed this law.

It was not the first time that Luo Yao and others participated in the Zongmen Grand Competition. Some Yue Jun said: "Daoyou Xu did not know that many disciples would compete in the competition. The winner originally had the upper hand, but was restricted by the law not to kill, but the loser gave it up, leaving the winner to be restrained, and it was unfair to the winner. Therefore, there is this rule. No wonder who died in the hands of the winner!"

"So that's the case." Xu Ziqing nodded suddenly, "Thinking about it like this, it's really fair."

Yue Jun and the others looked at each other and smiled, but they didn't say anything.

Fairness is fairness, but it's only relatively fair.

In the year of the Great Competition, many people will die every time, so where are the people who do not accept defeat? There are also some enemies who are extremely jealous when they see each other, and the shots are of no importance; or there are winners who have cultivated their strengths to overcome the losers, so that the losers can't open their mouths to admit defeat... But no matter what, the Zongmen's considerations are quite comprehensive. , No matter how much you ask, it is beyond human power.

In the martial arts field, everyone also started to move.

Only hearing the roar of the dragon, many monks appeared on the three hundred martial arts stage, and a group of two, each showing a magic weapon.

For a time, the brilliance is colorful, the real spirit surging on the stage, the weather is tumbling, and people are dazzled to see.

Xu Ziqing also looked at the nearby martial arts stage, where two female cultivators were facing each other, flying swords flipped up and down in the air, colored silk fluttering, and the fight was heartily.

This immortal cultivator, most of the female cultivators who can achieve something are quite capable, and they are often better than male cultivators in their will, and they are never merciful in fighting.

I saw that the yellow-shirted female cultivator pointed her finger up, and the flying sword pierced through the air, stabbing a hole in the shoulder of another purple-clothed female cultivator. The purple-clothed female cultivator was in pain and was about to fight back, but the yellow shirt The female cultivator actually rose into the air, side her waist and raised her legs, and violently swept the purple-clothed female cultivator to the stage!

It takes only a moment, and the victory or defeat is already divided.

Looking at another martial arts stage, it was a young monk with a friendly smile and a black-clothed female cultivator. The young cultivator seemed to have a pity and pity for jade. His action was two minutes slower, but the black-clothed female cultivator But it was cruel and cruel. At that time, he hit with a palm, and the palm strength was mixed with the true essence, and he immediately smashed the young cultivator off the stage of martial arts!

This is a difference in thought. This great event once every fifty years has lost the opportunity.

There are two more cultivators who seem to be evenly matched. One seems to be younger and the other is scheming. The former is magnanimous and the latter is experienced. At first the latter was suppressed by the former, but suddenly, the latter became Catch the flaws in the former and shoot people off the stage directly!

It can be seen that even if the cultivation level is similar, it is necessary to be careful at all times, otherwise it will be a defeat.

Xu Ziqing was surprised, but it didn't show up on her face.

In this big competition, it is true that the same door is also ruthless. If this is the case, when he is fighting against others, he must not be merciful, otherwise he will have the same fate.

After watching like this for a while, Xu Ziqing was not idle either.

As long as he sees new moves, he always has to practice his four seasons of swordsmanship in the sea of ​​knowledge, thinking about how to deal with the same opponent if he meets the same opponent and have a chance of winning.

Luo Yao and the other four were also fascinated. When they participated in the Grand Competition last time, they had just built the foundation and barely caught up with the event, but they were defeated in the first round. Fortunately, the opponents they encountered were quite forgiving, and they had never suffered any damage that was difficult to recover. Otherwise, their ordinary disciple, Xianlu would also die.

But this time is different, because they have been practicing hard day and night for the past 50 years, not only the cultivation base, but also many methods. In addition to Luo Yaogang's breakthrough to the mid-foundation stage, the other three are already at the peak of the mid-foundation stage. If the luck is good, it is above this big ratio, and it is hoped that it will break through to the late stage of foundation construction!

So, I can’t wait.

However, it is not the people who can take part in the competition that take the most seriously, but the eight female sisters. They were accepted as named disciples by Qiu He because they had good luck. In fact, their cultivation bases were weak, and even if they didn't cultivate, they would not be able to catch up quickly.

So on weekdays, he meticulously serves the real person Qiu He, lest he provoke the real person to anger, he has to return to the outer door and return to that unbearable situation. Now that this great opportunity is encountered, it is natural to concentrate on absorbing many of the skills and experience of the cultivator than to fight, and will not let go of any opportunity to enhance one's own cultivation.

It's just that the eight female sisters dare not to disturb the master, but even less dare to ask the cold senior brother. Although the second brother has a good temper, he is inseparable from the first brother, and they dare not get close at will. Later, I didn't know which female cultivator had the courage first, and talked to the four Qiu Ze, who also had good temperaments. Seeing that the female cultivators were eager for Taoism, they also pointed out.

Unconsciously, the distance between these four people and everyone at Xiaozhufeng was also narrowed invisibly.

More than half an hour later, it was finally his turn to play.

It is Yue Jun, who is the 32nd Yanwu Stage, ranked 42nd, and his opponent is also an ordinary disciple of the inner sect.

The battle on the martial arts stage was extremely clean and tidy. When Yue Jun saw that it was his turn, he did not linger, and said to everyone on the high stage: "Everyone, I'll go first."

After speaking, he rose up, turned into a golden light, and landed directly on the thirty-second martial arts stage!

Yue Jun's opponent is called Liao Hengwei. Wearing a gold suit with a four-clawed dragon, he was radiant and radiant under many lights, almost covering his face.

This person is holding a golden whip and wearing a golden crown, as if looking at everything.

Yue Jun raised his eyebrows, turned his wrist, and a black fan appeared in his palm. He shook the fan gently, as if there was a dark wind. His style is just like Young Master Pian Pian Jia in the turbid world, but the edges of the black fan are extremely sharp, which gives him another trace of murderous aura in his romantic and suave life.

His temperament was originally similar to that of Luo Yao, but it was different from Luo Yao's uprightness. Only when he shook the fan, he seemed cynical.

That Liao Hengwei seems to dislike Yue Jun being so frivolous, his tone is very arrogant: "If you beg for mercy, Xiao Wang can forgive your sins of disrespect!"

As soon as he said this, there was an extremely noble coercive force covering Yue Jun overwhelmingly, as if countless voices were exerting pressure here.

"You blasphemed the emperor, you deserve to be put to death!"

"The imperial prestige must not be committed! Sinner! Kneel down!"

"Please forgive me! Forgive you for not guilty! Don't beg for forgiveness, I want you to die!"

These voices surrounded Yue Jun, and it was bound to make him kneel to beg for mercy.

Such momentum, in this level of battle, is extremely rare.

Yue Jun had just jumped on the martial arts stage, and he faced such a weird opponent, and his luck was not good.

Xu Ziqing was surprised when he saw it on the high platform. If he had never read it wrong, when Liao Hengwei used coercion, a looming blue dragon appeared behind him. Could this be dragon spirit?

He couldn't help but ask, "Brother Yun, do you know what's going on?"

Yun Yu's eyes seemed to be closed, he glanced at that Liao Hengwei, and replied: "He is a member of the royal family, so naturally he has a dragon spirit."

Xu Ziqing also knows this truth, but he has even heard Yun Xun say that the emperor is the son of heaven and the agent of heaven and earth. The monks seek the way and change their fate against the heavens, so they can't provoke interference in the affairs of the royal family on earth, lest they offend the way of heaven and end up in death.

For this, the people of the royal family often don't cultivate immortals, and even under the influence of the dragon energy, they can't bred spiritual roots, so that the emperor and the cultivators will not interfere with each other.

But now, since this Liao Hengwei is a member of the royal family with a dragon spirit, and no matter which human country he belongs to, how can he have spiritual roots, and how can he worship the Wuling Immortal Gate?

Such a strange thing made Xu Ziqing very surprised.

He was surprised, so he asked.

Yun Li said: "The imperial family can't conceive spiritual roots because the dragon pressure controls the aura of the heavens and the earth. In the small world, the aura is thin, and the dragon is better than the aura. This is the reason for the aura of the world in the big world. It is everywhere, and dragon energy cannot fight against it. Therefore, the fate of the human world is closely related to the monks, and it has become a part of the heavenly path."

After hearing this, Xu Ziqing said in a daze: "Therefore, in the big world, princes and princes can also cultivate immortals? If they are born in the ninety-five years, can they also cultivate immortals?"

Yun Yu shook his head slightly: "The Ninth Five-Year Lord is a person who gathers dragon energy, and he certainly cannot cultivate immortals. But once he abdicates, he can do something."

There are many mysteries in this, and Yun Li didn't say all of them.

Xu Ziqing wasn’t trying to get to the bottom, but was out of curiosity. Although he realized that his brother had never said the whole story, he also knew that this matter must be a long story, so he didn’t ask much, and once again looked at the martial arts stage. .

The two brothers spoke for a while, but there were already many entanglements on the martial arts stage.

That Liao Hengwei's golden dragon whip turned into a beetle dragon, wrapped around his waist, and the dragon's mouth blended with his fist, hitting "Emperor Dragon Jin" several times, and slammed into Yue Jun fiercely.

Yue Jun danced imperviously with a Xuantian fan, and the black glow shimmered, tearing Huanglongjin to pieces with three blows!

The two are fighting fiercely, but it seems that Yue Jun has not been suppressed by Liao Hengwei's imperial prestige. Instead, he has time to laugh and say: "Liao Daoyou, if you were once the ninth-five venerable, then wait for the emperor's prestige to be worthy of attention. Nowadays, this level of dragon spirit can't help me!"

Liao Hengwei is so arrogant, where has he been ridiculed so much? His face was lost, his shots became more swift, and his expression became more ugly.

Such a person chooses things but calms down, while the other is so excited. The longer the fight, the clearer the battle will become.

Liao Hengwei seemed to have insufficient experience, so he quickly lost the tactics and was picked by Yue Jun to remove the Golden Dragon Whip, and completely dispelled Huanglong Jin!

Yue Jun chased after him repeatedly, and finally forced people to the stage of performing martial arts before Liao Hengwei's mood calmed down! Liao Hengwei took a few steps in a row before he fell to the ground, and his complexion was even more pale!

In this round, Yue Jun won!