The strong from the wild

The monks around were completely silent.

Everyone's eyes fell on the people from the two sects of Dao Xuanzong and Xuantianzong.

The long-awaited Supreme Ten Battles has finally arrived.

But before the war officially started, there was already a battle between Dao Xuanzong and Xuantianzong, and the ending was somewhat unexpected. Daoxuanzong suffered a loss and Xuantianzong won.

Even the North Peak that Dao Xuanzong worked so hard to build was taken away by Xuantianzong.

"Fellow Daoist Jiekong, now that both factions are on the battlefield, there is no rush for this battle. The ten battles of Supreme Beings do not happen overnight. According to the rules, one battle per day takes more than ten days. Now I, the Southern Peak of Xuanzong, It's quite small, with only a few thousand seats, and it's not enough to accommodate my Dao Xuanzong monks, how can I entertain guests?"

Standing at the top of the South Peak, Wang Zhixuan looked calm. It seemed that the failure of Daoxuanzong's battle and the loss of face just now had nothing to do with him, Wang Zhixuan.

"Amitabha."

Jiekong squinted his eyes, and behind him appeared a hundred-foot-tall Daoist figure, and asked, "I don't know, fellow Daoist Wang Zhixuan, what do you think?"

"This seat wants to expand Nanfeng."

With a smile on his face, Wang Zhixuan said loudly, "I don't know if Xuanzong's matter of expanding the Nanfeng also violated the rules?"

Jie Kong Monk replied: "Of course this is not a violation of the rules."

"So best!"

Wang Zhixuan took a deep breath, his long hair fluttered wildly, and a bright light appeared behind him.

Mingguang is like a waterfall, from the top of Nanfeng Mountain to the clouds in the sky.

Frightened by the brilliance, many Qingling swan geese flying at an altitude of [-] meters flapped their wings and flew away.

One by one very bright, fist-sized stars appeared in the bright light.

There are thirteen stars in total, six in the south and seven in the north, all in the shape of a bucket.

Nangong Beidou!

This is the Dharma image of Wang Zhixuan, a master of Taoist Xuanzong Taiyi Golden Immortal.

As soon as the Dharma image appeared, the spiritual energy from the surrounding world rolled towards Wang Zhixuan.A burst of white immortal energy was blown out from Wang Zhixuan's body, completely covering the south peak thousands of meters below in the immortal energy.

"Brother Sect Leader, I will protect the law for you!"

Huang Wushen flew towards him, came to Wang Zhixuan and sat cross-legged, the two of them formed corners.

hum hum...

The sound of the ground trembling came from where Nanfeng was.

The South Peak has been covered by immortal energy, it is difficult to see the scene in the peak, but everyone can clearly feel that this South Peak is constantly growing taller!

"As expected of the head of Daoxuanzong, he can actually have such means to make the giant peak, which is several thousand meters high, grow taller again!"

"Although Xuantianzong occupied the North Peak, it hurt Daoxuanzong's face. But there is still one night before the battle. When tomorrow morning, this South Peak will definitely be much higher than the North Peak. By then, all the sword cultivators of Xuantianzong will , I can only look up to the Daoxuanzong cultivator in the South Peak."

"Wang Zhixuan and Huang Wushen have cultivated for tens of thousands of years. One is the Taiyi Golden Immortal and the other is the Land Immortal. But the person with the highest cultivation level in Xuantianzong only has the cultivation level of True Immortals, not even the land immortals. How can it be Dao Xuanzong?" opponent?"

The people watching the battle around were talking about it.

The Xuantianzong monks had already taken their seats at the North Peak, and the seven demons and dust from the Yaozong naturally stayed at the North Peak to replace everyone from the Xuantianzong.

Before I knew it, it was already dark.

Wang Zhixuan and Huang Wushen were still motivating Nanfeng to grow taller. The two of them seemed to have heard all the compliments from the monks around them, and they looked a little complacent. fall on the body.

The brilliance of Nangong Beidou Dharma shines on the two of them.

The cold night was pitch black, but the radiance of Wang Zhixuan's Dharma image was the brightest and most eye-catching.

All eyes were on the two of them.

As for Xuantianzong, who had previously won the North Peak and gained a lot of prestige, it was forgotten by everyone.

Only Great Immortal Qingtian disregarded the prestige of Tao Xuanzong, still shouting loudly: "Last night! Last night! After tonight, I will no longer accept bets, buy it and leave it, no one cheats!"

"Great Immortal Qingtian, with boundless mana, dedicated to gambling for 3 years... If you want to gamble, go to Qingtian, no one is afraid of cheating! 3 years of gambling have high reputation, and 20 gambling games are professional! Our casino is large in scale, with [-] gamblers All over the world! Gambling has many benefits, and the benefits are beyond words..."

The two boys were still using the method of sound transmission, and cooperated with the Great Immortal Qingtian, "Great Immortal Qingtian's game, you... are worth it!"

This commercial line is also interesting.

Hu Tutu found it very interesting at first, and listened to it several times, but after listening to it a lot, he felt very bored.

The monks around the battlefield couldn't bear the fatigue-like advertising attack of the Great Immortal Qingtian, and their heads were so annoyed that smoke came out of their heads. They just wanted to throw a stone to kill the Great Immortal Qingtian, but they were afraid of the great strength of the Great Immortal Qingtian, so they dared not act rashly.

Quite a few people simply sealed their ears with magic spells and suppressed their hearing, so they didn't bother to pay attention to these advertisements.

However, many people were attracted by the advertisement and ran to the Great Immortal Qingtian, who has been focusing on gambling for 3 years, and placed bets.

It's been a long night, and it's really hard.

The eve of the war is always the most tormented moment.

Everyone in the battlefield was talking and chirping.

The king of tigers kept asking questions, asking Liu Yi how he had been in the past year and a half, whether the life was hard, whether he was in good health, and whether he had hooked up with women from good families.

Liu Yi kept silent, ignoring the minion Dharma King.

On the contrary, Hu Tutu and the minion Dharma King got along very well, they chatted and laughed, and talked a lot.

The King of Tigers cast a bitter look at Wang Zhixuan in the distance, and suddenly suggested: "Little fat man, it's idle anyway, why don't we play some interesting things?"

"What's the matter?"

Hu Tutu frowned and said, "I originally wanted to eat meat, but doing it in front of all the monks in the world will damage my reputation as the number one sect of Xuantian Sect."

The King of Tigers showed his teeth and grinned, and said, "Let's not do things that damage our reputation, let's write poetry, what do you think? But little fat man, you haven't read a few books, and you have little knowledge, so I'm afraid you won't be able to do it?"

"Who can't compose poetry?"

Hu Tutu immediately retorted, saying, "I'm a genius! I can do everything!"

"Quiet! Be quiet, everyone! The battle is imminent, and my poetry is very popular. I am planning to hold a poetry contest the night before the war, and I invite all fellow Taoists to join me. Whoever writes a poem well, I will take out a piece of poetry." A spirit weapon as a reward!"

The King of Tigers suddenly flew out of the North Peak, standing high in the sky, his whole body was shining red like a big lantern.He glanced at the four peaks around him, opened his mouth and yelled, "I and Xuantianzong, a fat Hututu, will compose a poem first, which can be regarded as attracting jade. Don't worry, everyone, I am one of the seven demons of the Demon Sect." A minion demon king, if you say that you will be rewarded, you will never lie."

"My cheap father-in-law is going crazy again."

Liu Yi shook his head and sighed, he didn't bother to pay attention to the minion Dharma King and Hu Tutu, but a blue light with innate spiritual energy flew out from his sleeves and merged into the thousands of meters high North Peak.