Data cultivation, I observe immortality in the five elements

Perhaps because he saw that most of the people around him had arrived, Taoist Xuanling slowly stood up, with stars flowing in his eyes, and whispered:

"I'll give you a chance to strike first, come on together!"

"Otherwise, when I take action, it will be too late for you."

All the cultivators frowned, all feeling angry. The Star Palace disciple in front of them was too arrogant.

Facing a group of them alone, he couldn't even muster the slightest desire to fight. His face was calm and his demeanor was composed.

It was as if they were just a group of insignificant ants, not taken seriously by anyone.

This feeling of being despised and ignored is really disgusting!

Under normal circumstances, such a look might not mean anything.

The cultivators present have seen this many times.

After all, it is well known that the disciples of the Great Zhoutian Xingchen Sect are arrogant and unruly.

Among the cultivators from various major families who practice in Liuyang City, who has not suffered from the arrogance of the Xinggong disciples?
The practitioners have long been accustomed to this kind of treatment.

But somehow, today, in this foggy world, everyone felt angry.

Perhaps it was because of the victories in the fights over the past few days that most of the people present regained their aura that could shock the world.

Or maybe the gravity pressure here is more than ten times as high!
Or maybe it was because they had so many powerful secret treasures in their hands that the cultivators present had a strong confidence in their own strength.
When all these situations were added together, the original arrogance of the Star Palace disciples seemed particularly annoying at this moment.

Kill the other person!

Must be killed!

"kill!"

Many contestants were eager to try, and subconsciously activated the secret treasures in their hands, creating one Taoist pattern after another and releasing supreme divine power.

Since their lives were not in danger, why would they lack the courage to wield the sword?
So what if they are from Xinggong Sect?

They still dare to take action!
Taoist Xuanling gazed, and a silver shadow of a god appeared behind him. The god had his eyes closed and uttered low chanting sounds from his mouth.

At this moment, he looked like an ancient god, slowly walking towards the cultivators.

"town!"

Taoist Xuanling shouted softly, and his body glowed. Amid the low humming of the phantom of the god, one silver rune after another intertwined.

Instantly, a sharp buzzing sound broke through the air, echoing throughout the area, blocking all the powerful attacks.

Any Taoist secret techniques or powerful secret treasures would be blocked by this silver rune glowing with starlight.

It’s like an insurmountable chasm that makes it impossible to go any further!
"What a powerful method! Is this what the disciples of the Great Zhoutian Xingchen Sect rely on?"

Seeing this, the crowd was in an uproar. Facing the joint attack of a group of powerful men, the disciple from the Star Palace simply gathered a large number of runes and easily blocked it with a casual effort.

That nonchalant look was as simple as taking a sip of water.

"You can't do it, you are too weak, too weak!"

Taoist Xuanling paced forward, lotus flowers bloomed under his feet, and he made hand seals with his fingers. The shadow behind him also made hand seals at the same time, and endless starlight burst out.

In an instant, the terrifying power became even stronger.

Faintly, there was an invisible pressure slowly gathering and hanging over the heads of the cultivators, making people feel their scalps tingling.

'Om! '

A very bright silver light burst out, shaking away all the clouds and mist in the area. A series of huge explosions occurred in the void, and stars twinkled one after another.

Those strong men who had besieged them were suddenly struck by lightning. Their faces turned pale and their expressions were horrified. They no longer had their previous anger, but were instead filled with deep fear.

It was hard to imagine that all their attacks, whether they were Taoist magic or secret treasures and talismans, were frozen in this instant.

At this moment, it seemed as if the world had stopped.

The practitioners could only feel a deep sense of powerlessness, like a lone boat on the sea in a storm, swaying on the verge of collapse.

The silver rune attack did not end, but continued to be released, and the surging power was enough to destroy the world.

The cultivators were engulfed by the starlight, and the sound of Tao raged in their ears, causing their souls to tremble, their pupils to become dizzy, and blood to seep from their ears.

In just a blink of an eye, the bodies of this group of people turned into light rain and dissipated.

With one move, dozens of powerful Void Refinement Realm cultivators were eliminated.

Such power is truly terrifying!
There were also a small number of strong men who reacted in time and immediately retreated more than ten miles to avoid the range ravaged by the circle of silver runes. Their faces became extremely solemn.

"A Xinggong sect member of this level of strength is either a Xinggong elder or a core disciple of the Great Zhoutian Xingchen Sect. How could he have the leisure to come to a place like this?"

Some people were shocked, their expressions were full of disbelief. As great cultivators in the Void Refinement Realm, there was a huge gap between their strength and the man in front of them.

The opponent's strength was so despairing that they had no intention of resisting at all.

The moment that silver light appeared, the souls of the cultivators present trembled. They were intimidated by the supreme power and could not help but want to submit and worship.
Faced with such an opponent, who would dare to be his enemy?

Even if a real god came down to earth, it would probably be no more than this, right?
So some people decided to leave quietly.

Such an opponent made them no longer have the slightest desire to become enemies with him.

"Since you are all here, it would be bad to leave, so why don't you all stay?"

Taoist Xuanling clasped his hands together secretly, and the shadow of the god behind him also nodded. Those silver runes spread outwards like ripples.

Wherever it passed, there was a vast silver light and everything was silent.

The monks who were preparing to escape were hit by the silver light, and their bodies exploded directly. The splendor of the light was comparable to the blooming of evolution.

All powerful practitioners understand one thing: when encountering a strong enemy, never expose your back.

Otherwise they will become sitting ducks.

The contestants before us are living examples.

They were so frightened, their hearts were filled with fear, and the cultivators forgot all their previous fighting experiences.

"My fellow Taoists, it seems we can't avoid the battle today," said a man covered in flames.

The space of the stone tablet is not very large, but it covers an area of ​​thousands of miles, so there are many contestants entering here.

As the number of contestants increases, some truly strong ones will naturally emerge, unlike those cannon fodders.

The remaining group of people are the real predators standing at the top of this fighting conference.

"With our strength, it would be difficult to win this battle." A hunchbacked old man responded.

He is very old and is the ancestor of a small family. If there had not been fragments of laws emerging here, he would not have come here.

To be honest, he was the person who least wanted to confront the disciples of the Great Zhoutian Xingchen Sect.

The previous uneasiness became even stronger at this moment.

"We have to fight no matter how difficult it is!" "Because our spirits and energy have been forcibly locked by that person, and judging from what happened to those people before, it is impossible for us to run away." A barefoot man said in a buzzing voice.

He felt a little strange. It was just a provocative look. How did he end up here without knowing what was going on?

It’s simply baffling!
This is Luo Yan’s little trick. As long as he wants, the entire foggy world is under his control.

Misinterpreting some contestants' perception of the outside world and deceiving them with illusions, even if they are standing still.

The final outcome will inevitably be encountered by Taoist Xuanling
This is the real shamelessness!

The monks present were silent, all of them were extremely speechless about the silver-robed young man in front of them.

With such powerful strength at your disposal, why don't you stay in the Great Zhoutian Star Gate to practice instead of running out for a stroll?
With just one move, dozens of cultivators in the Void Refinement Realm were eliminated. Faced with such a powerful force, how could they resist?

Isn't this intentional bullying?

"You can fight!"

"With the rules of this secret world, if we work together, we may have a chance of winning."

A young man dressed as a scholar spoke. He always had a warm smile on his face and had a calm and soothing temperament.

The pages of the book in his hand rustled and his aura was as powerful as a rainbow. The Xinggong disciple in the silver robe was very strong, but he was also powerful.

Whether you can win or not, we have to wait until the fight to tell!
In this present void, the law of gravity has been gathering and has never dissipated.

This proves one thing, that the disciple from the Star Palace is also always under the influence of the law of gravity.

In this special environment, their original 100% strength can now only be exerted at most 20% to 30%. This is their chance!
"So what if we are disciples of the Great Zhoutian Xingchen Sect?"

"Since I traveled to the foreign lands, how could I have only had one disciple from a great sect under my skirt?"

Another woman in black smiled, her fair skin revealed her exquisite and seductive body, and she smelled fragrant.

A rain of flowers appeared beside her, and thick black air rolled around, like a black lotus platform.

The Witch Tianhuan entered this place unintentionally, but found that there were many strange things here, so she entered here out of curiosity.

As for whether you can beat the person in front of you, it doesn’t really matter. There will be no loss if you are eliminated.

Do whatever is comfortable for you naturally!
However, she was still somewhat interested and wanted to gauge the strength of the disciples of the Great Zhoutian Xingchen Sect.
"How many strands of star essence does a resurrection talisman contain?"

"If we miss this rare and powerful enemy, it will not be so easy for us to encounter such an enemy again in the future."

Some people were so eager to fight that they regarded this as an unforgettable experience, and they picked up the secret treasures in the pagoda in their hands and smashed them over.

After all, the fighting conference is a battlefield for the younger generation, and all who enter are interested in fighting.

Maybe some old guys have selfish desires, but they are a minority after all.

The others looked at each other, their expressions gradually changed from solemn to alert, determined to fight against such an opponent head-on.

That’s right, if you lose, you lose. The worst that can happen is you can start over again.

What is there to worry about or fear?

In an instant, violent hurricanes came one after another, and the power of the secret treasures was terrifying.

Everyone quickly dispersed and surrounded Taoist Xuanling in the center, all of them gathering forbidden methods, ready to fight him hard.

"That's interesting!"

Taoist Xuanling moved his hands quickly, and stars emerged one after another, almost shattering this world. The power was unimaginable.

Although he was not the young master of Xing Palace, he suffered from his youth and was overtaken by Senior Brother Daoyi.

Now, his great Dao principles are perfect, and Taoist Xuanling is so confident that he should have no rivals in the world!

The two sides soon collided with each other, various Taoist lights emerged, forbidden magic techniques continued, and secret scriptures were endless.

This time, it was no longer a one-sided situation, but a thrilling showdown, with exploding waves and winds that almost tore everything apart.

Although the fight here is fierce and intense, Luo Yan's mind is not here, but on other contestants.

One and another.
Luo Yan kept observing, his eyes as sharp as an eagle.

A young contestant quietly took out a secret flying sword, flew through the endless clouds and mist, and instantly hit an unsuspecting monk.

The sneak attack was successful.

Under Luo Yan's gaze, this man's head emanated a certain kind of misty aura. Although it was not strong, it was different from others.

Afterwards, the young contestant made several moves and eliminated many monks at lightning speed.

Correspondingly, the mist above his head is constantly changing.

“A little luck, but not enough”

Luo Yan murmured, and began to look for other targets again.

The power of luck!

This may be the only key for him to win this game!

This mysterious power is so obscure that it is almost impossible for ordinary people to observe it.

In other words, the fortune that can be observed by people is just an appearance.

Only those who are truly sacred can observe and comprehend the deeper changes.

Even the Mahayana monks are the same!
It was by chance and coincidence that Luo Yan was inspired and barely learned how to capture this kind of rhythmic observation method.

It seems invisible and intangible, as ethereal as clouds, but in fact it can be traced to a certain extent.

A black-robed monk with dark patterns on his face, holding a soul flag, hid somewhere in the stone tablet space, and summoned hundreds of ghosts to attack the passing contestants.

Every time he made a move, the invisible mist would increase slightly by two points.

After he stopped all his attacks, the boiling mist gradually subsided.

Luo Yanzi looked at him for a long time, then excluded this person from the target and made a conclusion instantly.

Although it has certain strength, it is limited to this
The next moment, a black shadow made entirely of energy light balls, flowing with mysterious power, moved through the fog.

He looked sneaky the whole time.

His aura was not obvious, as if he was deliberately restraining himself and being low-key.

The shadow rarely attacks others directly, but every time he encounters a contestant, he will sneak up on him in the dark and emit a gray light to get closer to the target.

After continuing for a while, leave quietly without disturbing the other party.

Such behavior is very strange!

Even under Luo Yan's observation, he could not see the true identity of this strange shadow.

Obviously, this person has a taboo type of concealment technique. I don't know how strong he is, but in terms of concealing his aura, he is definitely hard to find at the same level. (End of this chapter)