The heavens begin from the Daluo Hall

Chapter 103 Competing for the leader
"I'm Yan Xun." The handsome Taoist clasped his hands to the surroundings, and said with a little restraint: "I want to be the leader, which Taoist can discuss with me."

Taoist Yan is rumored to be less than 20 years old, but his cultivation level is not weak. His magical power is so powerful that he has reached the level of daily travel. His Xuanyin body is similar to the recovery of witch blood. He is naturally close to Taiyin.

If this physique is born in a woman, it is a top-notch cauldron. If it appears in a man, only Li Zhenren, who is good at dual cultivation, can take advantage of it.

The sect behind him [Kuiyin sect] is in charge of supernatural powers. Seeing Taoist Yan's outstanding talent, he is afraid that his family will waste good seedlings, and he wants to get closer to the Yinyang sect, so he asks Yan Xun to come to the birthday banquet to offer it. What if the rich woman really fell in love with her?

"Hmph!" A Taoist stood up. He was a tall man with sword eyebrows and star eyes. He looked at Yan Xun with disgust and said, "Using beauty to serve people, even women, has no masculinity at all."

Hearing this, Yan Xun's face changed slightly, he sneered and said: "Report your name, I will not behead my generation."

"My name is Shen Tuhou." The Taoist yelled, his mana was running, and he was also a day-traveling monk. He shot directly, and a blue sword emerged, holding it and chopping it out.

Buzz!
The densely packed talisman in the center of the platform shines, forming an upside-down jade bowl-like air cover to envelop the two, isolating the inside and outside, and the surface is surrounded by fairy air, with a little dreamy atmosphere, crystal clear.

The battle between the two was fierce, there was a formation, and it did not affect the outside world, allowing the Taoists present to wait and see peacefully.

Wu Ming observed, frowning slightly, that Taoist Shentu should be a casual cultivator, his foundation is extremely vain, and the Taoism he uses is rough and single, he feels that he can defeat this day-you Yinshen without the help of magic tools.

The other Daoist Yan was much better, his body was surrounded by water mist during the strokes, vaguely outlining the appearance of a dragon, the texture was blue and glowing, like dragon scales wrapped around him.

With a loud roar, the dragon scale water cover easily blocked the tidal knife energy, and a large amount of water collapsed, submerging the entire arena.

"Sunflower Yin appears!" Yan Xun cast a spell, and mana tainted with a glimmer of light poured into the water that covered the platform. The light waves spread, and black sunflowers bloomed on the water surface. Inside, inside and outside pinch, freeze everything.

After a while, Yan Xun defeated the opponent easily, and his level was roughly the same as that of Xuanzhen's group of Taoists.

Wu Ming nodded, and was about to enter the arena after finding out the enemy's situation. What he didn't know was that someone at the banquet was also watching him secretly, and the dragon girl asked the maid in a low voice, "Are you sure it's him?"

The mermaid maid let out a sigh of relief, and happily said, "That's him."

Long Nu excitedly said: "You will try to make a deal with him in private later. It doesn't matter if you can get a big price through normal means, but if the other party doesn't know how to flatter you..."

She said with a pretty face, "This is the East China Sea!"

Soon, another young Taoist stood up on the stage. He is still a day-traveling practitioner. He has practiced Taoism for nearly 30 years. He is eager to get news about Gangsha.

It's just that this Taoist priest was defeated very quickly, because Yan Xun used a magic weapon, 【Sunflower Yin Hundred Flower Thorn】, dozens of dark rays of light shot out like celestial maiden flowers, imperceptibly piercing through heavy protection The spell pierced the Taoist's body and erupted with coldness, causing heavy damage in an instant, making it impossible to guard against.

One after another, young ascetics took the stage and were defeated again.

Yan Xun took out another magic weapon, [Taiyin Sunflower], which turned into a secluded lotus floating above his head, exuding brilliant brilliance, like a small black sun, continuously overflowing with light black gas, and being absorbed by the Taoist, his spirit was shocked. Spent mana is instantly restored.

The soft and beautiful boy who was born with a female face was as fierce as a god of war, and eliminated seven or eight Taoists of the same realm in a row.

"Two magic tools and a few high-quality Taoist arts. I don't know if there are any hidden ones. This kind of background is not like ordinary Taoist priests, but better than many Taoist disciples. It seems that I have my own adventure and good luck." Wu Ming secretly said.

You must know that he has few magic weapons after many adventures.

"Who else?!" Yan Xun stood in the middle of the stand, and said arrogantly, he was excited, he had the highest cultivation level present, and all the Taoist priests who had reached the day tour were swept away by him. The basic condition is to win the championship.

In addition, he claims to have a perfect appearance and possesses a mysterious Yin body, which is a condition that other people do not have, and the chance of being selected by Li Zhenzhen is very high.

Several factions watching the battle were surprised and discussed a lot.

"This son has a solid foundation. It is not a problem to master the Dao veins, condense the dharma body, and promote supernatural powers. As long as you find a few mediocre gangshas, ​​there is hope for you to achieve mediocre supernatural powers, the capital of the primordial spirit."

"Yes, the fundamental method of the Kui Yin School is not bad. It's a pity that such a talented person was not accepted by those few top-level Dao lines. He wasted a lot of time and suffered twists and turns."

Someone sneered and said: "There is no way, you are not a good family member, how did you get into the Taoism, and being selected by a sect is a great chance."

Hearing the praise from many Taoists below, Yan Xun's smile gradually became stronger, a little complacent, and when he was about to cup his hands and speak to Li Zhenren on the high platform, he suddenly saw the Taoist who had been standing beside the beautiful fairy falling down in the wind.

Wu Ming bowed politely and said with a smile: "Wu Ming in Laoshan Mountain, let me be your opponent. I am also very interested in the news of Gang Sha."

Li Suyuan on the high platform looked indifferent. She had seen many talented Taoists like Yan Xun over the years, and the talent of the primordial spirit was also divided into levels. The talent of the other party was not good enough, even Wu Ming was not as good as a real candidate.

Of course, the point is that Yan Xun's appearance does not depend on her aesthetics.

Yan Xun looked at the indifferent female fairy, and then at Wu Ming in front of him, with a slightly ugly expression on his face. After taking a deep breath, he cupped his hands and said, "I've heard about the reputation of Laoshan Mountain in Qingzhou for a long time, so I'll ask for advice today."

Many Taoist priests who watched the battle also raised their spirits when they heard the words. Laoshan often fought with the Shui tribe and was also famous all over the world. They were also curious about the gap between themselves and the Taoist sect.

Seeing that the opponent was getting ready, Wu Ming took the lead, and the majestic magic power of nearly 20 years of practice revealed, a black and red sword light pierced through the air, and there was a "clang", a violent wave of air exploded in the air, and the blurred air current Wanton.

The speed was too fast, and Taoist Yan managed to prop up his body protection spell, surrounded by water mist, like an evil dragon, with layers of ice blue lines spreading from his back to his limbs, clasped his hands with the pattern of dragon claws, and his hideous scales stand out.

Boom!
Loud noise and roaring, even if Taoist Yan Taoist practiced Taoism for 30 years and traveled daily with mana, he was smashed by a sword, and a large piece of crystal blue transparent dragon scale was stained with blood and sprinkled all over the sky. splash.

Wu Ming succeeded in one blow, and the Yin Talisman Sword of the Seven Fiends drew a beautiful arc in the lower half of the air under the urging of his mind, and slashed at Yan Xun who was still in the air with his backhand, and the attack was continuous, fierce and suffocating.

"Fuck! You're actually a Taoist priest who travels at night." Waiting for Wu Ming to make a move, the Taoists who were watching the battle realized the cultivation level of the Laoshan disciples and shouted in disbelief.

(End of this chapter)