Cultivation of Immortals: Start with blind thinking

Chapter 187
Being so contradicted by a Jindan Xiaoxiu, Wood was furious.

His two juniors hurried forward to try to persuade him, and just now they got a step, they left with hatred.

During the discussion in the afternoon's sub-session, the two of Jin Ye went to listen for a while.

There are only two days left in the exchange meeting, and the battle that the young heroes have been waiting for is about to start.

We have never met each other, there is no enmity, and there is no lack of sympathy.

The main purpose of competing in the field is to verify the comprehension of the past few days, and there is no need to face life and death. This is why there are only friendly battles in the past.

Sure enough, many people applied to play, and there was a long queue under the competitive arena.

As for the life-and-death battle arena, it was extremely deserted. After a day and a half, there were only three duels.

And it was all provoked by aggressive gangsters from the Yongli Realm, and the monks from the Hongqing Realm were forced to fight for the sake of face.

But the ending embarrassed the host. Two locals died and one was seriously injured. Even the Nascent Soul was almost killed by the injured.

Ye Ranyi went on stage and had a causal contest with Fang Zhiwei from Muyunmen, but lost in the end.

The duel between the two was mainly a battle between the spirit and the invisible Taoism, and the scene was very dull.

Jin Ziming took a stroll in the courtyard and watched dozens of battles in succession. It seemed that there was still half a day left before the exchange meeting would come to an end.

At noon, the two were chatting when a young man in dark red clothes suddenly walked up.

"Brother, my senior brother Wood wants to invite you to a life-and-death battle. I wonder if you dare to fight?" The man smiled provocatively.

Jin Ziming had been waiting for Wood's challenge, but he didn't expect this guy to be so patient, and he didn't take any action until now.

"No problem, my name is 'Demon Sword'.

If you can handle the organizing committee, I'd be happy to 'discuss' with your brother. "

"This is not a duel, but a life-and-death battle." The red-clothed youth reminded.

"It's almost the same, you go talk, I'll wait for news."

Jin Ziming said with a chuckle, but Fairy Ye keenly saw the strong killing intent in his eyes.

The other party nodded slightly, turned around and left.

Ye Ranyi asked: "Is it necessary to kill someone?"

"I'm taking an oath of sovereignty, I'm not serious, maybe someone will follow suit in the future.

I don't want to indulge and indulge for the sake of the so-called demeanor, how aggrieved is that? "

Ye Ranyi sighed, knowing that persuasion was useless.

For Jin Ziming to come from a mortal to the present, killing decisively is the foundation of his life.

The four True Monarchs of the Cultivation Alliance were disgraced by Hongqingjie's sluggish performance in the arena of the life-and-death battle. Unexpectedly, when they fell asleep, someone gave them a pillow.

Wood from the Red Devil Valley in Yongli Realm actually wants to challenge the famous Demon Sword to the death.

The gossip news "Anecdote Monthly" in the comprehension world is extremely influential, and even these real monarchs have heard about the ferocity of the demon sword.

The four of them smiled knowingly and replied:
"Since it is Yuanying who is challenging Jindan, Yaodao must agree to it."

They deliberately strengthened the "Golden Core" realm, naturally in order to make the Yongli world have a strong sense of shame after Wood's death and dao disappeared.

Of course, in order to enhance their sense of accomplishment, they secretly prayed:

"I hope that famous murderer will not use his name in vain, but kill it more beautifully, so as to win back the face of Hongqingjie."

Jin Ziming readily signed the challenge letter.

With the organizing committee's deliberate efforts to fuel the flames, this specially approved life-and-death battle immediately attracted the attention of most people.

Huang Juxian knew that his enemy was here at this time, and such leaders as Monk Nianchi, Minggan Xiaodao and Wu Zhenzi naturally wanted to appreciate the wonder of the Demon Sword.

In the Yongli world, only the Red Devil Valley paid attention to this battle.

But seeing the true king of Hongqingjie and all the young leaders rushing to the scene, they immediately understood that the demon sword was not something to be taken lightly, so a large number of people went to join in the show.

Jin Ziming and Wood stood on the ring, and a Mahayana True Monarch sacrificed to separate them from the audience.

The reckless man had a smile on his face, very relaxed, but his heart was full of cruelty, blood and cruelty.

Wood doesn't want the battle to end quickly. He wants to show his heroism and play his rival to his heart's content.

Only when the opponent loses all face and then kills them will it be enjoyable.

Wood found that among the dense crowd in the audience, there was the figure of the true king of the two worlds, and he felt even more energetic.

Although he is in the mid-stage of Nascent Soul, he can fight against the peak of the last stage, or even the weaker Dzogchen.

What's more, a mere Jindan Dzogchen who has just advanced?
He called out a golden giant axe, and chose Jin Ziming's usual opening gesture, and those people had basically been killed or humiliated by the reckless man.

Wood stretched out his left hand towards Jin Dan Xiaoxiu who was opposite, hooked his little finger, conveying extreme contempt.

He said disdainfully:

"You make the move first."

When Wood stood proudly and looked around, a special grain of dust flew into his ear silently.

After hearing the opponent's last words before dying, Jin Ziming smiled cruelly.

The divine mind was activated, and a small wisp of soul energy shot out from the dust, pushing Wood's otolith deep into the cochlea.

When Moxiu felt the world was spinning, the "black hole" splashing ink knife was activated, and the magic knife turned into black and silver-gray ink, rushing into his consciousness.

Wood seemed to fall into an endless abyss, crashing into countless starry matter at super high speed, which made him terrified.

When he managed to avoid more than a dozen fragments, he suddenly discovered that this black hole was constantly devouring his soul.

This made him even more dizzy and frightened, the torment ended soon, and his spirit collided with groups of silver-gray objects one after another.

In the severe pain, the ink turned into a soul knife and wiped it out in the blink of an eye.

Nascent Soul, who was hiding in the depths of the space of spiritual consciousness, barely blocked Shenxing's full blow with a magic weapon of the soul.

Yuan Ying fled in panic, waiting for him was the "water kun" launched by the blood tyrant.

Red and black ink splashed out, two sets of runes flashed, and shot into Wood's Nascent Soul first, killing him instantly with saber energy.

Then came Kun, sea water, and aquatic plants painted in ink, and they rushed into the body of the fallen Moxiu.

The blood tyrant reappeared, and the saber qi and saber intent exploded, shattering his physical body to pieces.

Because Jin Ziming hated the enemy so much, this ruthless man even evaporated the cloud of blood.

This demon cultivator in Yongli Realm was completely annihilated, and his soul, Nascent Soul and physical body disappeared forever like this.

From the beginning to the end, Wood failed to make a single move.

On the ring, Jin Ziming stood proudly, as if he was the only one here.

Only the golden giant ax and a few rings lying on the ground reminded everyone that his master was standing here in high spirits just now.

The audience was silent and fell into dead silence.

The true kings of Yongli Realm looked unhappy and remained silent.

Wei Chengfeng and other geniuses were extremely shocked. They did not expect that a casual cultivator of the Golden Core Great Perfection in the Hongqing Realm would have such amazing combat power.

If there are many such people in this world, what is there to fight for in the Yongli world?
Fortunately, in the past few days, there are very few such amazing people, so I feel a little relieved.

The Mahayana True Monarchs of the Hongqing Realm looked at each other, and they naturally saw the details of Jin Ziming's murder clearly.

The bosses hoped that Yaodao could win the beauty and win back some face for Hongqingjie, but who would have expected him to win so easily and kill so perfectly.

He simply didn't take Daoist Nascent Soul of Yongli Realm seriously. In front of Yaodao, that Demon Cultivator was like a mortal.

Huang Juxian felt palpitations watching it, he didn't expect that Yao Dao, who was chased by himself and Li Jian and fled in a panic, was so powerful.

If he used such unpredictable means to launch a sneak attack, would he be able to withstand it?

Seeing this bloody scene, Ye Ranyi and Monk Nianchi could only shake their heads and sigh.

Ming Qian Xiaodao's eyes were full of brilliance, feeling, and more pride, and then he fell into deep thought again.

After Wu Zhenzi was astonished, he applauded loudly, but found out in embarrassment that no one responded from the bewildered crowd.

This battle was really unimaginable, both sides were still standing in place, and the side with a higher level of cultivation had already vanished into thin air in an instant.

Such a horrifying scene raised the prestige and fierceness of the demon sword to the peak. I believe it will not take long before it will cause a sensation in the entire cultivation world.

Jin Ziming took back the dust, and when the Mahayana Master who presided over the duel had withdrawn from the field, he jumped off the stage and walked towards Fairy Ye.

From the beginning to the end, the reckless man looked indifferent, did not say a word, and performed the ultimate "cold" and "cool".

The cross-border exchange meeting ended here. As it was getting late, most people chose to stay on the island for another night.

That night, the two had a small gathering with Monk Nian Chi, Ming Qian Xiaodao and Wu Zhenzi to exchange ideas, and everyone cherished each other even more.

In the early morning of the next day, the disciples of various sects began to leave the island, some invited companions, and some flew alone.

The Cultivation Alliance of the Two Worlds still has a summary meeting, and all the Yongli world will continue to stay on the island for a day.

Then, accompanied by them, they will go to Xiaoyaozong and leave the country through the cross-border teleportation array.

Those sweet and greasy lovers usually get together less and leave more, cherish the trip that belongs to them alone, and don't want to go with others.

They left Qiongjing Island and flew to the northwest where Xuliao City was located.

The sea and sky are the same color, only blue; the waves are rippling, and the seabirds are singing.

Jin Ziming took Fairy Ye's slender hand, closed his eyes slightly, and let the sea breeze gently blow over his body.

In a trance, I just feel that life is like this, what can I ask for?
The hearts of the two were full of warmth and joy, and they soared in the blue sky hand in hand.

Half a day later, dark clouds floated in and blocked the sun. The sky became gloomy and the wind picked up.

"Dyeyi, it's going to rain, anyway, it's not in a hurry, why don't you find an island to take refuge first?"

"Okay."

Jin Ziming detected a small island more than fifty miles to the northeast, took his fiancée with him, and flew towards it.

There was lightning flashing across the sky in the distance, and dull thunder came, and it was already raining heavily there.

The wind is blowing more and more urgently, first it is light rain, and soon it becomes moderate rain.

Jin Ziming took out his protective shield and quickly approached the island.

The island is rocky and has very little vegetation.

He scanned the sky with his mind and found a cave in the north.

It was pouring rain at this time, and just as they arrived at the entrance of the cave, a thick bolt of lightning struck down suddenly.

Amidst the thunder, the earth shook, and the expressions of the two changed. Fairy Ye blurted out:

"Not good, we are blocked by the field."

Any monk can sacrifice protective masks or barriers of different sizes, but only those with the power of integration can release the field.

(End of this chapter)