Nine turns immortal

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During this day, several hilltops at the outer gate of Qingyunmen were boiling.

An outer disciple named Wang Gan, and inner disciple Zhang Long are going to fight on the stage!And one side's bet is 1000 yuan of low-grade spirit stones, and the other is even more ruthless, directly betting on his own life.

This news is very sensational, it can be said that it is unprecedented. For many years, although the fighting platform has been a place for disciples in the sect to settle their grievances, it has never been as bizarre as it is today.

The meaning of an outer disciple and an inner disciple going to the battle arena is really surprising.

Outer disciples are synonymous with the weak, the cultivation base of the acquired realm.

Inner disciples, at the very least, have innate early stage cultivation, and Zhang Long, even among the inner disciples, is not an unknown person, on the contrary, he is well-known, and he already has innate mid-stage cultivation at a young age.

Therefore, not only the disciples from the outer sect came to the battle arena bustlingly, but even some disciples from the inner sect also showed up out of curiosity.

Fighting Terrace is a blood-stained place in Qingyunmen, a tall and steep mountain shaped like a sharp sword, soaring into the sky, but the top of the mountain is flat, as if the mountain was wiped away by someone with great magic power, forming A mountain flat, this mountain is called Douzhan Peak.

This is the first time for Wang Gan to come to Douzhantai. He has only heard of its name before, but he has never seen it before.

As soon as he came to the top of Dou Zhan Peak, a cold aura came over his face.

On the dark red flat ground, there are countless complicated patterns outlined. At first glance, it is dazzling. Countless battle scenes unnaturally appear in the mind. The atmosphere of hatred, grievances, and fighting makes one's blood boil.

Under Wang Gan's telepathy, he found that the densely covered runes on the fighting platform contained a faint spiritual light, which seemed to be the power of hooking the earth's veins, making the fighting platform as hard as divine iron and indestructible.

"A disciple from the outer sect dares to go to the battle arena with disciples from the inner sect. How brave!"

"Hmph, what is bravery? It's stupid. Wanting to get rich is crazy. How can the difference between the acquired state and the innate state be broken so easily? I think this Wang Gan will be abolished if he doesn't die this time!"

"However, I haven't seen such a lively scene for a long time!"

The place closest to the fighting stage is a group of young people with extraordinary temperament and horny heads. These people are all inner disciples of Qingyun sect. The place where they are, naturally forms a circle, while the outer disciples stay far away These people didn't dare to step forward at all, which showed the strictness of their ranks.

A Lingxiu mountain peak in Qingyunmen, full of aura, glowing and transpiring, countless golden runes in the void, flickering and extinguishing, the fairy family is full of atmosphere, and the people who can live here are all people of the same level as the elders of the Dharma. At least he is also a person in Yuantai realm.

"Senior brother, what are you talking about? Wang Gan actually wants to fight Zhang Hu on the stage? How is this possible! Let's stop him quickly, or it will be too late!"

A crisp voice sounded hastily.

The host who spoke was a young girl with bright eyes and white teeth, and a persuasive aura. There was a cunning temperament in the flickering of her eyes. This girl was Wang Gan's acquaintance, Yun Lu.

Standing beside him is his senior brother Zhou Qing.

Zhou Qing also heard the news about Wang Gan by accident, and immediately came to Yunxia Peak, and told Yun Lu that his junior sister really wanted to go out in a hurry.

"Junior Sister, Master asked you to retreat here, without his permission, you can't take half a step out of Yunxia Peak!"

With a wry smile, Zhou Qing obviously had nothing to do with his junior sister.

Yun Lu, a girl, lived in Qingyun Sect since she was a child, and her father was an elder in Yuantai Realm. It can be said that she is a person who is loved by thousands of people, so she has developed a naive and savage temperament, and Wang Gan He can be regarded as his friend. The experience of going down the mountain was so thrilling that it will be unforgettable. How can he listen to Zhou Qing's persuasion now.

"Senior brother, no matter how much it is, if Dad wants to punish, it will be an afterthought. I can't watch Zhou Qing in danger on the fighting stage. Wouldn't I be unkind and unrighteous? At any rate, he can be regarded as saving me. Where is the benefactor of life!"

As soon as Yun Lu rolled her eyes, she found a reason for herself, and regardless of what Zhou Qing was thinking, she took his hand and left in a hurry.

A simple stone cave, full of spiritual energy, filled with mysterious and mysterious atmosphere, in front of a middle-aged man, there was a transparent water mirror floating, and the shadows of Yun Lu and Zhou Qing appeared in it.

Yunlu's father, Elder Yunshan, watched his daughter leave in a hurry with a helpless expression.

"This child..."

Naturally, Wang Qian didn't know what happened here, and now he has stepped onto the fighting arena.

After a slight obstacle like passing through a layer of water waves, Wang Qian found that he was already inside the fighting platform, and when he looked outside, there was already a dark red sky, which completely blocked his sight. Even the consciousness cannot penetrate the past.

Amidst the sound of pattering footsteps, Zhang Long appeared in front of Wang Gan.

"Wang Qian, don't say that I won't give you a chance. You, an outer disciple, went to the battle arena with me. I have to say that you are brave, but bravery without strength is stupid. Now kneel down and beg for mercy, maybe I will Show mercy and spare your life!"

Zhang Long looked at Wang Gan contemptuously, not paying attention to him at all.

"On the fighting stage, life and death are the destiny of fate, Zhang Long, why bother talking so much, I don't want to make me look down on you even more! Prepare the spirit stone and give it to me!"

After Wang Gan uttered a sentence coldly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at his opponent with obscure eyes.

"good very good!"

Zhang Long was furious, his face flushed red, his whole body was boiling with real energy, a golden glow radiated from his body, the sharp breath cut the air, and exploded continuously.

At a glance, Wang Gan knew that Zhang Long practiced a metal-like formula with powerful attack power and condensed true essence, which was most suitable for fighting and killing.

A series of dharma seals were formed in his hand quickly, stirring the metallic vitality in the world, and in the blink of an eye, an extremely sharp golden lightsaber appeared in front of him.

"Golden Yuan Jue, thousands of swords!"

Zhang Long's face was like gold paper, and his black hair exuded a faint golden light. It was obvious that he had shot with all his strength this time.

Wang Gan sensed the pressure of Qianfengrui in front of him, but he was thinking wildly in his heart.

"This is the world of cultivators. Life is extremely fragile. There are no rules or laws. Only strength is paramount. As for the life and death of others, what do you do?"

At this time, his understanding of self-cultivation has added another level, just like he and Zhang Long didn't have much enmity at first, and in the end it was just a quarrel, but in the end they went to the fighting stage, and Zhang Long shot He tried his best and concealed his murderous intentions, obviously wanting to kill Wang Qian here.

His eyes turned cold, but Wang Qian's heart was extremely calm. He watched Zhang Long cast the spell lightly, his true energy surged, and his murderous aura gradually became stronger.

The lights and shadows of swords and swords hang in the void, and the sharp air mechanism cuts everything densely. It can be said that thousands of swords come out of Lingyun, secretly sending impermanence to death.

At this moment, outside the fighting arena, it was almost boiling. The inner and outer disciples watched Zhang Long perform the formula, and the air was surging.

Except for a few inner disciples who were indifferent, the other disciples all opened their eyes wide, shining brightly, for fear of missing a trace of Zhang Long's movement.

Watching other people's battles is also a kind of comprehension of practice. Maybe a sudden enlightenment can break through the realm and reach a higher level.

"This is the Golden Yuan Jue. Looking at Zhang Long's thousands of sabers and swords, he is already at the peak of the mid-congenital stage. Maybe it won't be long before the inner sect will have another senior brother in the late-congenital stage!"

"That's right, this Golden Yuan Jue has powerful attack power, and it's ranked among the top among the five elements. This Wang Gan is only in the Houtian realm, and he's doomed!"

Several inner sect disciples were talking on the sidelines, their tone was flat, and they didn't care about the danger that Wang Qian might encounter.

call!

The sound of the wind passed by, and two figures appeared beside the fighting platform, it was Zhou Qing and Yun Lu.

As soon as they came, they saw the situation in the field through the restriction of the fighting platform.

On one side, there are thousands of knives and thousands of swords, and the incomparably sharp aura surges, while on the other side, it is as flat as water.

It's a long story, but when a cultivator makes a move, he is sure to kill with one blow. When the murderous intention emerges, his vitality is surging, and various spells are bombarded indiscriminately. If he is weaker, it will make a world of difference.

"No, Senior Brother Zhou, what is this Wang Gan doing!"

Yun Lu's complexion changed drastically, and she shouted loudly.

Naturally, Wang Gan didn't care about the situation outside. Seeing countless golden lights, swords, shadows and knives flickering, he had already traveled through the void and came to him.

Even Zhang Long's ferocious face was clearly imprinted in his pupils.

With a flat complexion, Wang Gan slowly stretched out his hand, with a faint blue light in the white skin, and a trace of a vast and simple aura flowing.

"Just try how powerful my current ** is."

With a secret movement in his heart, a faint blue light flashed across Wang Gan's face, almost no one saw it.

In the inconceivable eyes of everyone, Wang Gan flipped his palm, like swat a fly, and slapped it hard in the void.

bump!bump!

There was a sound of explosions, and what kind of swords and swords were shattered under Wang Gan's palm, without any effect, and could not even open a wound on his skin.

The scene was horrifying and shocking to the extreme.

"Zhang Long, you can't do it, this level of attack, innate mid-stage, that's all!"

Speaking of this, Wang Gan was in a slump, and stepped out step by step. The boiling and exploding vitality and sharp supernatural powers in front of him, like paper paste, were all scattered by him with a slap. Countless golden light spots scattered in the void. Swimming like mutated fireflies.

Zhang Long opened his mouth wide, completely unaware of how the situation had come to this level.

"How could it be? How is this possible? My Jin Yuan Jue, attacking Wushuang, has unparalleled sharpness, how could it be broken like this!"

He yelled desperately, but Wang Qian had no interest in this fighting platform battle at all. He strode forward and landed a palm on Zhang Long's chest, making the sound of bones breaking and breaking ear-piercing.

"Zhang Long, I think you should be convinced in this battle? Bring the spirit stone, and I won't take your life."

Zhang Long's face was pale, his eyes were full of resentment, fear, shame and anger, all kinds of complex emotions, but in the end he took out the storage bag with a face full of pain, and gave Wang Gan a thousand low-grade spirit stones.

It's not that he is willing to give it, but that when the two signed the life and death certificate, they had already written the content of the gambling on it. In fact, the law enforcement hall left a record. If Wang Qian didn't perform the contract, he would kill him now, and his death would be in vain. .

Ignoring Zhang Long's mood, Wang Qian was in a happy mood. This time, he just made a random move and got 1000 yuan of low-grade spirit stones, which was faster than robbery.

Stepping out of the fighting arena, Wang Gan frowned, the outside was chaotic, everyone looked at him as if they were looking at a monster, it seemed unbelievable to the extreme, and a sound of inhalation roared in his ears. ring.

Turning his eyes, he actually saw Yun Lu and Zhou Qing. Although they also appeared here for some reason, they still came forward to say hello.

"Senior Brother Zhou, Yun Lu, why are you here too?"

Zhou Qing looked at Wang Gan's indifferent expression, and his face turned bitter.

"Junior Brother Wang Gan, you, you are really, I don't know what to say." After sighing for a moment, Zhou Qing suddenly seemed to hear something, his face changed drastically, and he fixed Wang Gan's eyes firmly.

"Junior Brother, could it be that you, did you really succeed in cultivating that exercise?"

Before Wang Gan could speak, Yun Lu jumped up to him impatiently, patted his shoulder, and her crescent-like eyes almost narrowed into a curve.

"Junior Brother Wang Gan, that's right, you really are formidable, even that Zhang Long was defeated by your hands, I really have eyes like a torch!"

Wang Qian couldn't laugh or cry with such a proud look.

After Wang Gan and Zhou Qing left, the fighting stage became even more frenzied.

Only at this time did Zhang Hu help Zhang Long, who was seriously injured, out of the fighting platform with a panicked expression.

Today's two brothers, it can be said that they were ashamed and lost at home, their eyes were dim, their faces were pale and they left, not knowing where to lick their wounds.

Several inner disciples who didn't care much at first, saw Zhang Long's fate, all of them turned pale and left with gloomy expressions.

Only a group of outer disciples were still talking about it.