Cultivating Immortals From Prison

Chapter 362

In the holy city, in the western part of the outer city, horrified eyes fell on the fighting platform.

The swordsman in blue staggered, looking at the white robe opposite him with horror on his face.

He didn't answer Gu Shen's question, but only looked at the current situation on stage, and answered objectively.

Undoubtedly, Gu Shen's sword was faster, so fast that he was defeated before even taking out the sword.

Swish!
In the palm of Qingyang's left hand, a long sword appeared again, which was still a high-grade spiritual weapon.When he goes to the martial arts stage, he will fight the opponent to the death. He can admit defeat, but he will not admit defeat!

""Blazing Sun Sword"!"

He circulated his whole body's mana, concentrated it in this sword, and slashed at Gu Shen with all his strength.

He knew that the opponent would face his sword directly.

With the opponent's body skills, he can naturally dodge his own sword, but he won't dodge.With the astonishing speed of this person's sword, he could even be intercepted by him before he drew his sword like just now.But the opponent didn't do anything, just watched him complete the sword.

With this sword swung, Qingyang actually felt a sense of frustration.

The fast sword he was so proud of in the past was like a joke in the eyes of the white robe opposite, just like a pretty woman stripped naked and thrown on the side of the road. Grind to pieces.

The sword skill is called Chi Yang, and when the sword is swung, it is as strong as the sun, as if a fire seed has been intercepted from the scorching sun and incorporated into the sword, even if it is not in the body, it still gives Gu Shen a burning sensation.

This sword is so powerful that even ordinary cultivators at the sixth level of Huashen have to be prepared for it. If they are not careful, they may be severely injured, and then fall into the hands of the Tsing Yi swordsman.With this level of strength, it is almost rare to find an opponent among monks of the same generation. No wonder he has such strong self-confidence, but it is a pity that he met Gu Shen.

Facing this mighty and powerful sword, Gu Shen's face was not moved in the slightest, as calm as water, but he was inevitably in a trance.

Before he knew it, he had already reached such a point. The so-called top saint son-level Tianjiao monk was so immature in front of him, and he suddenly felt a sense of indifference.

This boring fight should be over.

Just like before, Gu Shen slowly raised his right hand and pointed out a finger lightly, as if the opponent's sword with all his strength could not make him look a little more serious.

A ray of Taibai sword energy shot out, and instantly collided with the huge Chiyang sword.

There is only a wisp of Taibai sword energy, very tiny and ordinary.

The Blazing Sun Sword is astonishingly powerful, huge and fiery, as if the sun is approaching.

However, the astonishingly mighty Chi Yang Sword collapsed immediately after colliding with Taibai sword energy, and was pierced in the blink of an eye. After the Taibai sword energy defeated the Chi Yang sword, it continued to sweep forward.

Qingyang only had time to raise the high-grade spirit sword in his left hand and put it horizontally in front of his chest, trying to block the sword energy, but he didn't expect that the sword energy would still have such astonishing power after defeating the Chiyang Sword, and the new one The spirit sword was thrown out of his hand again, and Qingyang also flew upside down, hitting the white marble-like stone railing of the martial arts stage, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Under the fighting stage, some people exclaimed, some were silent, and some were nervous.

Fighting skills up to now, everyone can see that the gap between the two on stage is too big.

Even if the eight-armed sword king tried his best, it only made the man move his fingers.

In the mainland of China, there are really hidden dragons and crouching tigers. An unknown young monk has become so powerful.

The red lips of the Saintess of Jinyang formed an "O" shape, and she looked at the man in white on the stage in shock, no matter what, she couldn't match up with the little thief in her memory. She has already begun to suspect that this is really true. Is it the same person?Maybe it's a twin brother.

The sons of all the holy lands and the preachers of the great teachings have all remembered Gu Shen's appearance. This is a very difficult enemy, and he can only hope that he will not encounter it in the battle of gods.

Prince Han also took a deep look at Gu Shen, then retracted his gaze, and closed his eyes again, wondering what he was thinking.

"Qingyang!"

Qingyue on the side looked nervous and worried as she watched Qingyang who was blown away, obviously no longer able to fight.

But now she can only watch, unable to do anything.

"I lost."

On the fighting platform, in front of the white marble-like giant stone railing, blood slowly overflowed from the corner of Qingyang's mouth, and he struggled to stand up, with a bitter look on his face.

The gap was too big, to the point of despair, no matter how hard he struggled, he would still be no match for the opponent's finger.

Thinking of his previous arrogance, he couldn't help but feel hot on his face, and the sense of humiliation even overwhelmed the injuries on his body.

Gu Shen nodded lightly, he could naturally see the complicated emotions in the other party's eyes, but it was too late now.

This battle was fought so easily that it even made Gu Shen feel a little tedious. This martial arts platform allows people to fight recklessly, but now he can only move his fingers.

"ended."

Gu Shen whispered, raised his right hand, swung out a palm, and a cyan palm print the size of an ordinary person's palm hit Qingyang.

This is "The Hand of Qingyun" improved by Gu Shen himself. Gu Shen's mastery of this skill has surpassed that of the ancestor who created this skill back then. up a layer.

The original version of "The Hand of the Qingyun" is extremely huge, like a small mountain after comprehending to the perfect stage, but now it has been condensed to the size of a palm by Gu Shen, and its power has doubled several times compared to before.

Now that Gu Shen has improved "The Hand of Qingyun", it is no longer a magical skill at the level of profound arts, but has reached the level of the classic.

boom!
The cyan palm was printed on Qingyang's chest.

puff!
Blood rain mixed with internal organs spewed out.

Qingyang flew out, hit the boulder railing, and then fell heavily to the ground.

The body in the pool of blood twitched slightly, he wanted to raise his head slowly, but he couldn't raise it in the end.

Life is completely cut off.

The Tsing-clothed swordsman, nicknamed the Eight-Armed Sword King, has now fallen.

This fight also ended with a result that was beyond everyone's expectations.

Gu Shen didn't step down immediately, he walked up to Qingyang's body lying on the ground, stopped for a while, then turned and left.

What everyone couldn't see was that a stream of extremely dense liquid Yin Qi rose from Qing Yang's corpse, landed on Gu Shen's body, and was absorbed by him.

Gu Shen walked down the stone steps to the fighting platform.

His cultivation base is already at the peak of transforming gods. If he wants to break through to the fusion stage, he needs to cross a big hurdle. Just relying on this bit of Yin Qi is far from enough.

But it can be accumulated slowly. Although this liquid yin energy did not make him break through to the fusion stage, it was enough to be worth ten years of hard work.

He stepped down from the fighting platform, and looked over with a pair of eyes with different expressions.

From now on, the word Gu Shen will spread across the holy city stepping on Qingyang's corpse.

There is no doubt that Gu Shen has become the focus of this area at this moment, and will become the focus of the entire Holy City in the future.

But at this moment, another key figure here suddenly made a move.

Prince Han opened his eyes and saw the woman squatting on the ground covering her face with her hands, "Qingyue, go and collect Qingyang's body, something happened here, take him back to Yujing City, so that he can be buried."

Qingyue nodded, put her hands down from her face, her eyes were flushed, but her expression became cold again, and she walked towards the fighting platform to collect Qingyang's body.

After Qingyue left, Prince Han turned to look at Gu Shen, and then walked forward.

Qing Yang is the number one general under the command of the Han Crown Prince, his right-hand man is like a right-hand man, now he died at the hands of Gu Shen, how will the Han Crown Prince react?

Although Prince Han still had a calm appearance on the surface, no one believed that he would really be indifferent.

While everyone was looking at Gu Shen, they were also paying attention to the Prince of Han who was known as the 'Unparalleled Talent'.

At this moment, seeing that the Crown Prince of Han really made a move, all of them turned brighter, revealing the meaning as if they were saying—'Fight!Fight up! '

The original intention of the crowd was to use Gu Shen to weigh Qingyang's weight, but they didn't expect Qingyang to become a joke instead, and they had no power to fight back under Gu Shen's hands.

There is no doubt that this is an unfathomable guy.

And Prince Han is recognized as the unparalleled talent. If Prince Han fights with this person, it will be really exciting to watch. It is best for both sides to suffer, which will affect the display of strength during the battle of gods.

Prince Han finally walked in front of Gu Shen, his eyes met each other, with the same flat look, the same flat eyes, but it seemed that there were sparks flying around.

"I hope you can persevere until the end in the battle of gods. I will personally take off your head and sacrifice it to Qingyang."

Gu Shen smiled, said gently and elegantly, "Okay."

After finishing speaking, the two turned and left, waiting for the battle of gods to start.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

These two people are both unfathomable and powerful, and they are terrifying enemies in the battle of gods. If they are both hurt at this moment, they can breathe a sigh of relief.

But obviously, neither of them is a fool.

The crowd made way for Gu Shen to pass by.

"Father."

The boy scratched his head and looked at his father with a smirk, his eyes shining.

Father is an invincible hero!
Gu Shen stood in front of his son, stretched out his hand and rubbed the boy's head, and said with a smile, "How is it? Your father is okay."

The teenager grinned.

Boom!
At this moment, a bell rang.

It's the third bell.

Some people couldn't help but sigh with emotion, before the two went to the stage of fighting, Qingyang said that he would kill Gu Shen before the third bell rang, but now...
A bell rang.

When the seventh bell rang, the aristocrats and geniuses of all domains walked up the stairs to the rooftop one after another.

Gu Shen also came up, and it was only when he climbed to the rooftop that he discovered the mystery of this.

In the four major areas of the outer city of the holy city, many monks climbed up in each area, but at this moment, looking around, I was the only one on the huge roof.

Gu Shen recalled that when he was on the rooftop just now, something seemed to have changed around him.

"Secret Realm."

Gu Shen spoke softly.

He remembered the secret realm of Caomiao Village, and when he walked up the last step to the rooftop, he felt somewhat similar to entering the secret realm of Caomiao Village.

Gu Shen slowly raised his left hand, looked at the palm, there was nothing in the palm, and the palm prints were clearly visible.

And before climbing to the rooftop, there was a red vertical eye in the palm of the left hand.

At this moment, after climbing onto the rooftop, the red vertical eyes disappeared.

Gu Shen guessed that other people were in the same situation as himself.

In fact, this is indeed the case. Every monk who climbed to the roof found himself alone in this wide square.

Of course, not everyone is as surprised and speculative as Gu Shen. Those who react like this are casual cultivators without background. There are records about God War in those holy places and great religions, and they know the details of the first round of God War. .

Boom!
Another bell rang.

This is the ninth sound and the last sound.

According to the message conveyed by the will of the Holy City, from the sound of the bell, no one can ascend to the rooftop, and thus lose the qualification to participate in the battle of gods.

Suddenly, a female voice sounded very familiar to Gu Shen's ears.

"Miss Chen."

Gu Shen recognized that it was Chen Ye's voice.

Ms. Chen was selected by the Holy City to be the messenger of the Holy City for this God's War. Before, she lived in seclusion, and many Holy Land professors went to visit but were rejected. But now that the God's War is about to start, Miss Chen can't do it again no matter what. He continued to stay in the mansion and read books.

Gu Shen also inquired about the situation of the previous God Wars, and knew that the Messenger of the Holy City played more of a role as a judge in the God Wars, such as now.

Gu Shen stood on the roof. It was made of the same stone as the Dou Fa Terrace. It was off-white and shaped like marble. It was spread far away, forming such a wide roof square.

Chen Ye's voice continued to ring out, reaching the ears of every monk who stepped onto the roof.

"The first round of trial of God War is about to begin.

"In the secret realm where every monk lives, the same crisis will appear at the same time.

"Choose the last remaining [-] monks and enter the second round of God's War.

"The first round of trial of God War will start in a quarter of an hour, everyone please get ready."

After saying this sentence, Chen Ye's voice did not sound again.

According to the rules she just introduced, these monks can have a quarter of an hour to prepare.

After climbing onto the rooftop, Gu Shen entered a secret realm, a secret realm built by the holy city's powerful magic power. Once entering this secret realm, he could no longer perceive the situation of other people, nor could he see the situation below the rooftop. , Looking around, I was the only one, as if I was the only one left in the world.

Opening up a secret realm like this is like opening up the world. To some extent, what is the difference between a secret realm and opening up a small world?

What makes people frightened by the power of the holy city is that there are thousands of secret realms like a small world in the holy city.

Gu Shen couldn't help being shocked by such a magnificent power.

……

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Southern Outer City.

Near the steps of the roof, a mid-stage cultivator set up a booth. He acted as the banker and asked other monks to bet. The odds are different. The one with the lowest odds is Prince Han, because he is so famous.

Zhongzhou is the most prosperous place of practice in the mainland of China, and Prince Han is recognized as the number one pride in Zhongzhou, and he is also the person who has the highest voice to win the leader in this battle of gods, so his odds are the lowest.

This dealer in the middle stage of transformation is sitting behind the booth, thinking about how to earn more. He is well versed in the methods of ordinary casinos, and he knows very well that no matter how the gamblers win or lose, he will never lose.

(End of this chapter)