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On the stone of the great Chu sky, one name after another shines, and their corresponding friars all rise with the purple light and fall on the corresponding battle platform. No. 1 battle platform, on which stand all the experts who practice the virtual and combine the Tao. In the remaining nine battle platforms, there are all the experts who are in the realm of refining Qi to transform the spirit and the realm of refining spirit to return to emptiness.
No. 1 is a 20-year-old monk of lianxu Hedao. He is the most top-notch master of the younger generation in Dachu. Looking around, Hong Ling found that there were nine people standing on it. This shocked him, and his mind fluctuated. If the nine masters who are not over 20 years old can grow up smoothly in the future, how strong will their achievements be?
Hong Ling is only 18 years old this year, but she is still in the state of refining spirit and returning to emptiness. Although he is sure, he will step into the realm of practicing the combination of emptiness and Taoism in the remaining two years. But looking at other people's strong cultivation, the eyes are still full of envy. In particular, when he saw Hong you's high spirited appearance, he felt a burst of emotion in his heart. When can I, like him, stand on the top of this world?
Hongyou, the Third Prince of the state of Chu, is said to be the most gifted prince among the descendants of the emperor. It is said that his talent seems to have broken the 10th World barrier. As for whether or not it devoured the life star and how many life stars in the sky were swallowed up, it was not what Hong Ling could guess. With such a young and terrifying talent, Hongyou's future is almost limitless.
As for the monks who were on the same stage with him, although they were the same in the early stage of practicing Xu and he Dao, Hong Ling was able to feel that these people were far inferior to Hong you. Among these nine people, except Hong you, the rest of them are all in a state of uncertainty. Obviously, they borrowed external force to enhance their cultivation, which made the true Qi very vain.
However, no matter what, these people are real masters of practicing virtual and combined Taoism. What's more, they are still young and have time to adjust them. Once they have established their cultivation, they will continue to soar into the sky and rapidly upgrade their accomplishments to the holy land of heaven and man.
However, these are not issues that Hongling should be concerned about. In addition to getting a good place, he also wanted to test his own practice. He wanted to see what difference he had with Tianjiao, the top of the great Chu empire. Only by learning from each other's strong points can he grow up rapidly.
Hong Ling was in the second stage of World War II. It seems that he killed the Third Prince of Peng nationality in Beiming, so he ranked very high. As for the rest of the monks, they were all waiting quietly on their own battlefields. The great Chu imperial edict conference will determine the top ten Tianjiao.
That is to say, only one person can stay in each battle platform. Everyone who is eliminated will lose the qualification to fight again. As for how to eliminate others, it is very simple, that is to challenge the past one by one.
With a quick move, Hong Ling took a long sword from the weapon rack. He closed his eyes and stood still with his sword. The number of people on this platform is only a dozen. Although he has several friars in the early days of refining God, it will not be a great threat to him.
It seems that all the top experts in the same level he sensed were assigned to another platform. I don't know whether it's intentional or personal. Of course, he has no fear of other people's challenges. Anyway, it's always going to be a game in the end. It doesn't make any difference whether it's earlier or later. What's more, they don't just fight against the same level masters.
The battle platform sealed by Tianyun stone has the uncanny ability to suppress the power of two monks at the same level. In this way, even if the friars who refine essence and transform Qi want to challenge the master of refining spirit and returning to emptiness, it becomes possible. Once the lower level friars choose to cross level challenges, the challenged high-level friars will be suppressed by the power of the battle platform, and the living monks will be suppressed at the same level as the lower level friars.
After that, they will fight in the independent space battlefield in the center of the platform. The winner will continue to gain the qualification to fight again, and the loser will lose the purple gold dragon order until the last one is left. Each combat platform will be automatically divided into many independent spaces, and the monks will be locked in them to prevent them from communicating with the outside world.
When a monk wants to challenge others, he can let the Dragon order enter the other party's independent space by pressing the purple gold dragon order in his hand on the space barrier and covering his opponent's Purple Gold Dragon order with divine sense. Once the other side says that they accept the challenge, the two dragon orders will merge into one.
The challenger and the Challenger will be in the same space, and only when the winner or loser is determined can he leave. Of course, if there is a life and death crisis, the weak side will be forced to admit defeat and be sent out of the arena. Once the friars are defeated, it means the end of the road of the Tianzhao assembly.
At this time, Hongling was in an independent space, and several dragon orders appeared at the same time. It seems that many people want to try to challenge him. He thought about it and pointed it out, pointing it out at once. He pointed it out on a dragon order whose breath was weaker.
Hum, the two dragons soared to the sky, slowly converging together and merging into one. The rest of the Dragon orders quickly retreated and fell into the hands of the monks. The void was distorted for a while. Hong Ling found that other empty spaces were rapidly retreating towards the edge of the battle platform.
However, in a moment, these spaces fell on the extension of the battle platform, floating high, overlooking the white clad youth on the platform at this time. Hung Ling raised her head and took a look at the Dragon Ling suspended in the void. However, at the moment when he was in a trance, a cold light suddenly shot at his heart.”Well? Should they make a surprise attack? ” Hong Ling snorted coldly. The long sword of xuanjie magic weapon in her hand was reversed and stabbed out with one sword.
Ding, a sharp metal strike sounded. Hong Ling's body swayed slightly and looked ahead. There, a young figure slowly appeared. He was a monk in black, covered in dark clouds. In Hongling's perception, this person seems to be an illusory cloud.