Mortal: Fight monsters and upgrade, I will enjoy immortality!

Ye Ming did not rush to answer the handsome young man's question, but glanced at a mountain in the distance intentionally or unintentionally.

Then he raised the corner of his mouth, "I am sure we are going to have a life-and-death fight. If you are afraid, I can teach you a lesson here."

"Okay, let's fight to the death!" The handsome young man looked at Ye Ming with a cold gaze.

At this point, it was too late to back down. Coming here to trouble Ye Ming was not only out of jealousy, but also for their own benefit. With Ye Ming's talent, Mo Laozu and the others would definitely focus on training him, and they would certainly share their own resources at that time.

So he wanted to teach Ye Ming a little lesson, but he didn't expect that this man threatened to die as soon as he opened his mouth. If he backed down in front of so many people, how would he survive on this holy island in the future?
People are like this. Once they reach a high position, face is more important than anything else, unless faced with a life or death decision.

Besides, he just didn't believe that a late-stage fake could be compared with himself who had practiced at this stage for thousands of years.

Thinking about the pros and cons in his mind, the young man led the crowd to fly towards the martial arts field.

Ye Ming also moved and followed slowly behind.

This scene made an old man beside Xun Miao stamp his feet and sigh: "Why are you two fellow Taoists doing this? Alas..."

However, the look in the eyes of the old man and Xun Miao and others when they looked at each other was full of gloating.

On the surface, they were trying to stop the fight, but in fact they wanted to put Du Yu on the spot and force him to agree to this.

What these people didn't know was that on a mountain peak a hundred miles away from them, where Ye Ming had just looked, there were two men looking at this place with great interest.

One of them had a handsome face and was extremely handsome, he was the ancestor Ao Xiao; the other one was an old man with a kind face and very long ears that almost reached his shoulders.

Just as Ye Ming was looking over here, the old man suddenly said in surprise: "Huh? Such a powerful spiritual perception! Brother Ao, if I'm not mistaken, this little guy seems to have discovered us."

There is only one person in the entire human and demon races who is qualified to call Ao Xiao like that. The identity of this old man is obvious. He is the Mahayana ancestor of the human race, Mo Jianli.

"I thought I was the only one who felt this way, but it turns out Brother Mo feels the same way. It seems that this is probably the case."

"This junior who has just merged knows that we are watching, but he still does this. It seems that he is a restless fellow."

"Resistant? Hehe, why not let him join our demon clan, and I will train him and make sure he behaves himself." Ao Xiao smiled.

"Hahaha, Brother Ao, you're joking. This person is a real human. How could he possibly join your demon tribe?" Mo Jianli shook his head.

"That's not necessarily true, everything is possible!" Ao Xiao smiled mysteriously.

"Haha, let's go over there and take a look. Don't let them get into an unmanageable situation."

"go!"

As the saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and everything is for profit!
Precisely because of various conflicts of interest, many cultivators on the island banded together to strengthen their momentum, forming five or six small groups, mainly composed of several cultivators in the late stage of fusion.

The various small groups are fighting each other for their own interests.

The news that Du Yu was going to duel with Ye Ming, the newly emerged genius, quickly spread throughout this small island. For a moment, the entire Holy Island became lively.

"Hehe, Du Yu, this silly guy, is just the right person to lead the way for us. Let's go! Let's go and watch the fun." Near a mountain stream full of prohibitions, a middle-aged man with a short beard laughed and said.

"Let's go together, let's go together!" Three or four people around the man echoed.

In a tall palace, an old woman with snow-white hair held a sound transmission talisman in her hand. She pinched it with her fingers, crushed it into pieces, and left the palace in a flash.

At the top of a towering tree that reaches into the sky, a man with several red feathers on his head looked in the direction of the martial arts field. After a sneer on his lips, he turned into a red light and shot out.

In this way, most of the people who were practicing in various places on the Holy Island, except those who were in seclusion, rushed to the martial arts field with great interest.

...The VIP building was not very close to the martial arts arena, and Du Yu was not flying very fast on the way, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

Therefore, when they arrived at the martial arts arena, they saw that some curious people had already arrived here, and in the distance there were a lot of lights flying in this direction.

Ye Ming's eyes turned, and he immediately understood Du Yu's intention. This person wanted to use him to establish his authority, and also wanted to expand the impact of the matter. Once he won the fight, his reputation would immediately increase.

"Haha, you have quite a good plan!" He sneered secretly.

With Ye Ming's arrival, almost all the people from the Holy Island who had arrived here earlier turned their eyes to him.

His cultivation level was at the late stage of fusion, and he looked so unfamiliar that everyone knew it was Ye Ming without a doubt, without any introduction.

"He is Ye Ming? He looks just ordinary."

"What do you know? Some people like to hide their strength and pretend to be a pig to eat the tiger. Maybe they will show amazing performance later."

"Hey, no matter what, there is no way he can beat Du Yu. I heard that he has practiced Confucianism to perfection and his magical powers are unfathomable!"

"That's right. Ye Ming is still too young and has a bad character. He agreed to this kind of fight just because someone provoked him. If he dies, he deserves it..."

Some people were watching and whispering with those around them, saying all kinds of things, but generally speaking, they were not optimistic about this fight.

Not long after, Du Yu saw that most of the people had arrived, so he sneered at Ye Ming and said, "Friend Ye, it's not too late to regret now! You should know which is more important, losing face or losing your life."

Ye Ming was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He moved and flew directly above a huge square.

Then he returned the words to Du Yu expressionlessly: "Daoyou, you talk so much nonsense. In my opinion, it is a sign of guilty conscience. If you don't dare to fight, it's not too late to regret now. I'll give you three breaths of time to think about it."

"Hmph, you are so shameless! You brought this upon yourself, so don't blame me!" Du Yu's face turned red with anger.

With anger, he also appeared above the square with a flash of white light on his body, facing Ye Ming from a distance, hundreds of feet away.

"It's begun!" When the people around saw the two men's posture, they immediately retreated more than ten miles away.

The magical power of a cultivator in the late stage of fusion is naturally beyond this distance, but the restrictions around the martial arts arena will naturally block the aftermath of the fight between the two within a range of ten miles.

When Ye Ming saw Du Yu coming in, he took out a small purple gold bottle and a scroll without saying a word. After throwing them lightly into the air, both of them immediately shone brightly.

Under the urging of Ye Ming's spell, the scroll quickly unfolded, revealing countless small sword patterns drawn on it. Under the dazzling golden light, countless small sword patterns suddenly surged, as if alive, and flew out from the scroll one after another, forming a sword curtain spanning hundreds of feet, stabbing towards Du Yu in an overwhelming manner.

As for the purple gold bottle, gold and silver runes flickered on its surface, and purple arcs of electricity shot out from its mouth.

After bouncing, these electric arcs turned into electric snakes as thick as arms, and flashed towards Du Yu.

Whether it was the overwhelming sword curtain or the purple electric snakes, they all exuded an extremely terrifying aura.

Du Yu, who was originally standing quietly opposite, his face changed drastically when his mind came into contact with this terrifying aura. Without saying a word, he slapped the back of his head with one hand and opened his mouth. A ball of white light wrapped in an object spurted out. It turned out to be a jade book several inches in size.

With another flick of his sleeve, a milky mist rolled out, and after a while, it transformed into an inkstone as white as jade. There was a silvery glow inside, as if it was filled with unknown silver juice.

As soon as the two objects flew out, they immediately circled above Du Yu's head. One of them emitted a five-colored halo, while the other had countless gold and silver runes faintly surging from it.

Two items, one is an extraordinary Tongtian spiritual treasure, and the other is an even rarer treasure refined from the Xuantian fragments.

(End of this chapter)