fifth form

Chapter 2794 The Identity of Kunlun Saint and the Old Immortal
"Such a fast and fierce technique!"

In front of the water curtain, Hong Ku suddenly stood up.

There was no sound from the water curtain. Hong Ku didn't know what Master Hongyi and Cai Ma said, but he could see the brief fight between the two sides.

There was nothing wrong with Hongyi's response, and the same was true when Hongku went instead.

If the entanglement could last a few more seconds, Hongyi would be able to return to Kunlun Ruins and become the winner of Kunlun's home court.

There is no if. Hongyi's body had already collapsed and was even judged dead by the emperor and empress.

When the guiding messenger carried Hongyi's body out of the shuttle array, Hong looked at him bitterly, and saw that Hongyi was emaciated, with black and gray spots all over his body, like an old man on the verge of death.

"It should be a life technique!"

Li Jing and Taoist Randeng looked at each other, and both of them couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Unlike luck techniques which can only be used against practitioners themselves, fate techniques can be used against all groups.

If you cannot achieve true immortality, the art of fate will be a weapon hanging over your head.

No matter how high your cultivation level or how powerful your magic is, it cannot offset the loss of life due to the magic of life.

The fortune-teller has many flaws, but once he or she is targeted by him or her, the older you are, the easier it is to die.

Of course, the confrontation of the art of life will also have a reverse effect. The practitioners of the art of life will also die easily, and even the practitioners of the art of life will lack comprehensive strength, but this does not prevent the practitioners of the art of life from becoming a knife.

Considering that Cai Ma was still alive and well after using his life-saving technique, the price he paid was very low and it would be no problem for him to continue casting spells.

"shit!"

Li Jing saw that Kunlun Holy Land wanted to exchange his life, while Taoist Master Ran Deng felt that the two trump cards of the Western Church were not so safe.

No matter how stubborn Tathagata is, if he were to fight with Cai Ma, his body would be exhausted and he would die.

Apart from the infighting among fellow fortune-tellers, no cultivator at the same stage is willing to fight with a fortune-teller for the rest of his life.

"My lady, the Saint's fight is too dangerous, she has to leave some room for others!"

Thinking that Tathagata was old and could not withstand the torture, Master Ran Deng could not help but persuade him again and again.

"If Taoist Master Randeng fights with Cai Ma, will he leave him room for maneuver or not?" the empress asked with a smile.

"This……"

The questions asked by the Emperor and Empress were very simple, but as long as Master Ran Deng dared to agree to them today, he might have to get involved and fight.

They can all say a few words, but if a real fight comes, anyone who gives in is a fool.

If the Taoist Master Ran Deng leaves no room for Cai Ma, who is an expert in life-saving magic, then it will be the Emperor and Empress' turn to take sides.

The Taoist Master Ran Deng really wanted to give Cai Ma some leeway, but who would give Cai Ma some leeway?

It would be fine if the Kunlun home court didn't know the details this time, but once they entered the Western Church or the Immortal Court, everyone would watch Cai Ma from afar and either avoid him, or choose to attack him at the first opportunity, or even seek to deliver a fatal blow.

It is possible to fail in a competition, not to mention a century-old event jointly organized by the bigwigs of the three realms.

This has never been a good place, and people really die there.

Many people had resentment towards the 'old immortal' before, but now they think that the way he refused to back down was just right. Even if they were involved, they might not be able to win without losing anything, while the losers could still get away with it.

Hong Ku's face changed from blue to red, and when he stood on the position of Daojun and exercised his right to speak, he found that he was irrefutable.

Rules are rules, and the Centennial Event can have its own little thoughts, but this is also a real Shura field, and it would be normal even if this group of people died together.

The emperor and empress warned of the danger before the battle began and also mentioned the possibility of loss of life.

This was only the first death, and the killing was too swift, so even they couldn't react.

Everyone's faces changed. The faces of the many monks who had been eliminated were no longer as ugly as before, but were much more relaxed. The Ten Thousand Fox King, who had been completely eliminated from the competition, lowered his head and began to concentrate on eating and drinking. At least he didn't have to worry about the death of his people, and he didn't need to be nervous.

They lost, but at least no one was killed and the losses were very limited.

"If you ever get into trouble with the Kunlun Saintess, you can kneel down and surrender. It's not shameful!"

The leader of Zoroastrianism, Zaratul, was instructing Jungeljia, who was eliminated first. After all, Zoroastrianism just came to join in the fun, and there was no need to kill the people they had trained with great difficulty. If they could fight a few moves, they would fight a few moves. If they met someone they could not beat at all, they would just admit defeat.

"Yes!"

Junger agreed obediently.

Compared to life, face is not worth mentioning, and as for the benefits, they must be obtained first.

Even if the Zoroastrianism produced a believer who was extraordinary and crushed the contestants from the Heavenly Court, the Immortal Court, and the Western Church, thus winning the championship of the Hundred Years' Agreement, Zaratul did not have the courage nor the ability to lead the order of the Three Realms.

Fate is already determined, and being willing to be a foil is inevitable.

Being among the top large forces, it is already good enough for them to pick up some leftovers and survive.

It may seem like a joke that the Three Pure Ones, the Jade Emperor, the Emperor and Empress, the Western Patriarch and others handed over the right to speak to the Centennial Event, but this is also the best way to prevent the leaders of various forces from personally taking part.

If the younger generations had not taken the field, the leaders of the major forces would have been the ones to die.

Everyone becomes a leader to control rights and interests, not to act as a pioneer and fight to the death.

If you only need to think from the perspective of these people, the context of the matter will become clear, and the younger generations are willing to run for the benefit of fighting for this grand event.

"Is this the Holy Son of Kunlun?"

As Cai Ma was able to cultivate Kunlun's life-enhancing arts, there was no doubt that she was a saint.

When Ao Li asked cautiously, everyone quickly turned their eyes over.

Where Ao Li pointed to the water curtain, a lake came into view.

On the shore of the lake, Ao Sheng, who had a slightly grumpy temperament, grabbed a young-looking man and asked for directions.

This way of asking for directions obviously did not end in a good mood. After just a few words, the two parties became enemies.

From the shore to the water, the two sides not only fought with real fire, but also showed their demonic bodies entangled with each other.

Seeing that Ao Sheng's dragon body was entangled by the larger snake body, making it difficult to move, Ao Li couldn't help but stand up and ask.

Unless one possesses the unconventional ability of Tathagata Buddha, the participants of the centennial event are all "young monks" around a hundred years old.

The snake demon in the water curtain was not very old, but its methods were extremely fierce and fierce, and it had even tied up Ao Sheng.

Ao Sheng is a master of the dragon clan who is capable of fighting with Ao Li. He may not be so eye-catching among the people of the Three Realms, but he is a top figure among the young people.

In Ao Li's opinion, the only person who could overwhelm Ao Sheng with his youthful appearance could be anyone other than the Holy Son who was being trained with great emphasis.

Especially since the other party is in Miaofa Palace, where the emperor and empress's children once lived, it is easier for people to make associations.

Compared to the wretched 'old immortal' who likes to tease the contestants, the snake demon is indeed more likely to be the Holy Son of West Kunlun.

"If he is the Holy Son, then that old immortal is really an old immortal?"

Li Jing was puzzled. If the Holy Son of Kunlun was the snake demon of Miaofa Palace, he felt that it was very unfair for his two contestants to fall this time.

It's like the Holy Son of Kunlun ran to the Immortal Palace to participate in a grand event, but because he looked at Li Jing on the side of the road, he was suppressed by Li Jing with a Linglong Tower and was eliminated directly.

"Could it be that the old immortal is the number one deity of Kunlun's generation, Zhen Yuanzi?"

Ao Li determined the true identity of the Son of Kunlun, and Li Jing finally guessed for the old immortal, thus confirming the other party's identity.