Devouring Sword God

Chapter 417 Qingniu Monastery

"Venerable Qingniu." Yi Xiaoyao's eyes moved slightly, and he had already figured out in his mind which master Qingniu was.

It was the rough man who promised to train Yi Xiaoyao to be the number one body refiner in Qinghuang at that time, and also Yi Xiaoyao's Ninth Master.

Yi Xiaoyao was still very interested in body training, so after hearing Ji Mu's words, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: Since he came, he naturally wanted to go up to visit Master Ninth. "

"I think the people in the Qingniu monastery are probably already waiting for him to "visit"."

Looking at Yi Xiaoyao's back as he flew towards the ancient mountain, Ji Mu smiled helplessly, and then followed closely with Ji Hao.

Under a waterfall in Qingniu Monastery.

"Zong Yunkong, that guy is here, I didn't expect him to be the first one to come to our Qingniu monastery."

Beside the waterfall, one person is talking to Zong Yunkong under the waterfall.

Zong Yunkong heard the words, let out a cold snort, raised his hand and punched the waterfall upwards, and suddenly there was an astonishing roar, and the waterfall was directly blown backwards by his punch.

Then, this person walked out from under the waterfall, with a hint of coldness on his haughty face.

"Suppressing the vigor of newcomers is what we, seniors, should do."

As soon as the words fell, Zong Yunkong shot away.

At the same time, Yi Xiaoyao's figure was arriving at the Qingniu Cultivation Field. There were many historical sites along the way, and many geniuses gathered here, basically all of them were in the mid-stage of entering the Void Realm.

There is no such thing as Yi Xiaoyao who has entered the third level of the void, which seems to be the lowest boundary of the Qing Prison's cultivation.

Similarly, there are very few people with higher levels of cultivation, which makes Yi Xiaoyao feel very strange.

Qing Prison, shouldn't it be a holy place for geniuses and monsters to practice, why is there no truly powerful Tianjiao?

"The people here, those who have reached the ninth level of the void have basically entered the underground devil prison for combat experience, and even some of the eighth level of the void with leapfrog combat capabilities have gone there. People are working hard in that direction.”

Ji Mu came down from behind, saw the doubts of Yi Xiaoyao and the two, and explained.

"Underworld Prison?" Yi Xiaoyao's eyes narrowed.

Ji Mu nodded: "The underground demon prison has more powerful monsters. Only by entering there to practice can you be qualified to participate in the competition for the position of the second-generation holy son."

"I see." Yi Xiaoyao nodded lightly, and stepped into the Qingniu monastery.

The appearance of the three attracted the attention of many people in the Qingniu monastery, and many of them had already recognized Yi Xiaoyao.

After all, Yi Xiaoyao is now a celebrity in Qing Prison.

Many people's eyes are full of jealousy, and their faces are even more eager to try, wanting to step forward to challenge.

However, these people also knew that Shi Kuang was brutally abused by Yi Xiaoyao.

Shi Kuang is a member of Qingniu Cultivator. Although he is not the strongest, he is not weak either.

Yi Xiaoyao glanced at the eyes around him, and smiled indifferently.

"Don't underestimate these people. Among them, there is someone stronger than Shi Kuang." Ji Mu reminded.

But as soon as his words fell, a figure suddenly shot from the void in front of him, making Ji Mu frowned, looked at this person and said, "It's like this Zong Yunkong."

Yi Xiaoyao heard the words and looked over.

"Who is the newcomer who apprenticed to the nine venerables?"

Before Zong Yunkong arrived, the voice came out, aiming at Yi Xiaoyao.

Seeing this, the rest of the people looked at Yi Xiaoyao again with gloating eyes, and there seemed to be a good show ahead.

Zong Yunkong followed the gazes of the others, and immediately stared at Yi Xiaoyao. There was a strong sense of fighting on the falling body.

Ji Mu seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and introduced Zong Yunkong's strength for Yi Xiaoyao: "Zong Yunkong is a body refiner with very strong physical strength. In prison, Shi Kuang is no match for him in front of him."

As he said, no matter what, there are superiors and inferiors, and the same is true for geniuses.

Zong Yunkong heard Ji Mu's words, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Shi Kuang, what is it? Boy, Shi Kuang was defeated by you and lost the face of the Qingniu monastery. Get it back!"

"Rookie, fight with me!"

Zong Yunkong strode forward, twisting his neck and said: "If you lose, go back wherever you came from!"

"That is to say, if I want to enter the Qingniu monastery, I have to pass your level first?" Yi Xiaoyao looked at the place and said indifferently.

Zong Yunkong snorted coldly: "It's just you? Have you thought about me?"

"If not, then I'm not interested in wasting time with you here."

Yi Xiaoyao said indifferently, and then prepared to pass this person and continue walking forward.

"Okay! I promise you, if you can pass my test, no one will stop you at the Qingniu Cultivation Field!"

Zong Yunkong opened his mouth and said, and no one objected to the other people who gathered after hearing the news.

At least among those present, Zong Yunkong is definitely the strongest, and he is fully qualified to make such a guarantee.

Yi Xiaoyao stopped, and Zong Yunkong's voice came from next to his ear: "Newcomers, ordinary battles are meaningless. Since you come to the Qingniu Monastery, you must know that the people who come here are all cultivating physical strength."

"Next, you and I will not rely on spiritual skills, but only rely on physical strength to fight, and see who falls first." Zong Yunkong said with his eyes slightly moving.

Immediately, the faces of the people around were all strange. They didn't use spiritual skills, but only competed with physical strength?

Presumably, Zong Yunkong also heard that Yi Xiaoyao broke through the nine levels of imprisonment and tyrannized Shi Kuang, so he didn't dare to underestimate him, so he made such a request.

Ji Mu's eyes became even more angry when he heard the words: "Zong Yunkong, it's embarrassing enough for you to challenge a newcomer as an old man, but I didn't expect you to be shameless at all! Yi Xiaoyao is good at swordsmanship and spiritual skills, but you have to compete with him what you are best at! Yes, you are cheating!"

"Hmph! This is the Qingniu monastery. If you don't have enough physical strength, you are not qualified to stay here. If you want to compete in swordsmanship, then go to other monasteries that major in swordsmanship!" Zong Yunkong snorted.

Although the people around also saw some of the injustice, they still echoed one after another: "That's right, the Qingniu Dojo mainly cultivates physical strength. If you are not good at it, why do you worship Venerable Qingniu as your teacher? You are not qualified to enter Green Ox Cultivation Field!"

Ji Mu was even more furious. Although he expected Yi Xiaoyao to be challenged, he didn't expect Zong Yunkong to be so despicable.

"It doesn't matter, the more he is like this, the more he will be ashamed when he is beaten by me."

Yi Xiaoyao said indifferently to Ji Mu, and then looked at Zong Yunkong with a smile on his lips: "I told Shi Kuang before that I met him once and abused him once, and now I give you this sentence as well."

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(End of this chapter)