The pastoral concubine of space

Chapter 599

The people of the Heavenly Demon Sect already knew that Feng Yunxiu was a rare mutated Thunder Lingen, and treated him very carefully. The opponent Zhou Baixiao was also a very powerful elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect besides Su Honghai and Lu Qingliu.

But... in front of Feng Yunxiu, who was at full power, no matter how powerful the elder was, he was just a golden core, not a nascent soul.

Facing Yuanying's great power, Feng Yunxiu may still be afraid, but in the same realm, it is not an exaggeration to say that there is absolutely no problem in sweeping all of them, regardless of whether they are Taoist cultivators or demon cultivators.

I thought it would be a frequent and exciting competition, but it took the least amount of time, not even as much as the previous foundation building competition. The total amount of time was less than a quarter of an hour, and a dense and terrifying thunder attack Suddenly, Zhou Baixiao was knocked unconscious by Feng Yunxiu.

Everyone watched Zhou Baixiao's charred body exuding a smell of roasted meat, and unconsciously shook his body, looking at Feng Yunxiu as if he was looking at a pervert... a monster.

However, this monster still had an expression on his face that he was still unsatisfied and didn't enjoy himself.

"..." If this made him enjoy himself, wouldn't they also be struck by lightning?

Ancestor Rong Lan opened his eyes at some point and looked at Feng Yunxiu, who was still full of fighting spirit, and said in a low voice: "Mutated Thunder Lingen, well-deserved reputation."

There is such a genius, and there is Xiao Yunchu... Hunyuanzong's future future is limitless, and even Tianmozong may not be able to hold a candle to it.

After Ren Kui heard the old ancestor's words, he deliberately set up a soundproof array around him, glanced at the unscathed Feng Yunxiu with solemn eyes, and said in a low voice: "This child will become a serious problem for our Tianmo sect in the future. Opportunity, it is best to cut the weeds and eradicate the roots, so as not to increase the strength of those righteous monks."

Ancestor Rong Lan neither nodded nor denied, but just watched quietly for a while and then closed his eyes again, as if he didn't care about the result of the competition.

It may be right to have a serious confidant, but the mutated Lei Lingen is not only powerful, but also valued by the heavens, with extraordinary luck. How can such a person be killed just by beheading him?If one is not careful, the entire sect may be involved...

The two fights combined should have lasted more than ten rounds. Two days had passed without knowing it, and Xiao Yunchu played the final battle. Old Ancestor Wen and the others had full confidence in her. A strong man who can fight with the Nascent Soul Patriarch of the Heavenly Demon Sect without being defeated will never lose to a monk of the same realm.

The fact is indeed the case, Xiao Yunchu didn't even use her abilities at all, and just relied on her cultivation to beat her opponent to pieces. Therefore, this time, she deliberately wanted to weaken the strength of the demon cultivator, and she was very unhappy. Politely, he shattered the opponent's dantian with a single shot, causing Moxiu to lose a Golden Core cultivator, and he couldn't help cheering with great emotion.

However, after rejoicing, thinking about the result of this time... slowly calmed down again.

A win is a win, but overall, the result of the competition was clearly following in the footsteps of the previous one, and another draw was made.

This is a headache.

In this way, wouldn't it be up to the Yuanying Patriarchs of both sides to take action in person?
Everyone had some expectation in their hearts, but more of it was heavy. If the Yuanying Patriarch was injured after making a move, it would be a major blow to the entire cultivation world.

On the other hand, Yan Qianshui, the ancestor of Yuan Ying, didn't seem to be worried about these things. He looked over the crowd and looked at Rong Lan calmly, "Since the result of the competition is out, and the winner cannot be determined, according to the original conditions, there will be another competition."

Ren Kui stood up immediately, and said with sharp eyes: "Once the Nascent Soul is powerful, it will have a great impact. If you think about it, you may not be able to bear the consequences of a big fight."

It sounds like that, they really don't want Yan Qianshui to take action unless it is a last resort, but right now Rong Lan is injured, but it is an excellent time to attack him, to attack Moxiu, once missed, there may not be such a thing in the future Here's the chance.

All the golden core monks looked at each other, unable to make up their minds for a moment, no one spoke in a hurry.

Taking a step back, if Yan Qianshui didn't play, it would be impossible for those who had already competed to compete again. Who would they send to fight in such a final contest that would determine the cultivation world, and even the fate of many innocent people?

It's not that there are no Golden Core cultivators, but their strength is not as good as those who appeared before. On the other hand, the magic cultivators, among other things, may not have a high chance of winning if only the head of the sect, Kui, comes out.

How to do?
But at this moment, Feng Yunxiu suddenly said: "What do you mean, as long as it is not Nascent Soul's great ability to make a move, it will be fine?"

Ren Kui nodded subconsciously, "Yes." Yuan Ying's power is already the power with the highest cultivation in this world (Xuan Yan:?), as long as Yan Qianshui doesn't make a move, with the cultivation of the rest of the cultivation world, there is nothing to be afraid of. Anyway, it's impossible for them to invite a stronger power (Xuan Yan:??).

Feng Yunxiu continued to ask unhurriedly: "Then your Heavenly Demon Sect is going to let people compete?"

Ren Kuichong made gestures behind him, and saw another elder from the Heavenly Demon Sect come out. Everyone saw that his cultivation was at the late stage of Golden Core!
And what about the righteous monks?Those who didn't take part in the battle were the ancestors of a few small sects who had just left the customs recently, and their strengths were basically in the early or middle stage.

He has already lost a quarter in terms of strength.

Wen Laozu and the others were about to set up a barrier to discuss candidates with Yan Laozu, but Feng Yunxiu made a decision before them.

"Tang Jiu, this time, you go."

The corner of Xiao Yunchu's lips twitched, and he smiled casually and said: "Let these ignorant demon cultivators see the strength of our Hunyuanzong. Don't think that we only have two golden cores, and others can't count as combat power."

Tang Jiu stood up calmly and responded.

The others were full of astonishment, "This—" Why did you decide on your own without discussing with them?In case of loss——

But some people also thought of Tang Jiu's strength that they had seen before. Although not all of them, the aura of a strong man in him made Old Ancestor Wen and others dare not ignore it.

Maybe they could try to believe that he could win?

The Tianmo sect subconsciously wanted to check Tang Jiu's cultivation after seeing Tang Jiu, but... they couldn't see anything! ?
How can it be! ?The Jindan elders of Tianmozong all stared wide-eyed.

Is it possible that this person's cultivation is still stronger than their Golden Cores?
Nascent Soul——! ?

No, it's impossible!It is not easy to have a Yan Qianshui among the orthodox monks, and it is impossible to have a second Nascent Soul.

In any case, the appearance of Tang Jiu really woke up the Demon Sect, and the elder Jindan who was the opponent also took out his usual magic weapon and pointed it at Tang Jiu.

This battle is only allowed to win, not to lose!
Tang Jiu's expression was calm, and he didn't seem nervous or afraid of the opponent's strength. He didn't even show any murderous intent on his body, but when the start of the fight was announced, the attacks like a storm were aimed at the opponent overwhelmingly. .

(End of this chapter)