Zhutian: Start from the wild, be the eternal protagonist!

Chapter 37 The final battle is over, the No.1 disciple of the third generation! (12) Ask for collection, ask for tickets!
boom!boom! !

Two inexplicable auras suddenly descended on the Hall of Discourse on Dao, descended on the battlefield, and enveloped Xia Manggan who was sitting on the top of the stone pillar.

"That's..." Huo Sheng and Yu Wei were both shocked.

"Is it the breath of Tao?" The sloppy real person was surprised.

In the entire Lun Dao Hall, except for the five immortals and a group of Yuan Shen Daoists who were invisible.

For the other three generations of disciples, only the three of them who have also realized and mastered a Tao know what the breath of the Tao from heaven means.

"While competing with Brother Sloppy, how dare you distract yourself to enlightenment, and even succeed? And realize that you have mastered two Taos at the same time?" Yu Wei muttered to herself, looking at Xia Manggan with disbelief .

"Senior sister, you said Mr. Xia Mang broke through again?" Jiu Lian heard Yu Wei's self-talk, and hurriedly asked, "Then this competition?"

"The outcome is unpredictable." Yu Wei shook her head lightly.

Even she didn't expect that today's predictions for the two new juniors were overturned one after another.

It's not that she doesn't have enough vision.

In fact, both of them are peerless evildoers, especially the latter, Xia Mangan, is a monster among evildoers.

Simultaneously realizing and mastering two 'Taos' at the same time, this inhuman improvement is more terrifying than their reincarnated immortals awakening their previous life memories!
……

In the battlefield.

After the initial shock, the sloppy real man regained his composure in an instant.

Although at this time Xia Manggan had mastered the two ways, the 'power of the way' came, and the power to control one side of the world was already comparable to him.

But the world of water in the waves and oceans he unfolded is not just as simple as the power of the way of water.

It also contains a secret technique in the inheritance of the great supernatural power that he obtained in an adventure-'stacking waves'.

With this secret technique, even when his master Wulun Immortal discussed Taoism with him, he lost more than he won.

Therefore, although the sloppy real person was amazed by Xia Manggan's talent, he didn't think that the other party could beat him.

"Since Junior Brother Xia Mang has made a breakthrough, let's end this discussion." The slovenly man waved his hand with a smile.

Boom~~~
In the entire battle field, the waves of water transformed by the thousand-mouth flying sword controlled by him suddenly seemed to capsize like a vast ocean, carrying all the superimposed power of the entire water world, and slammed at Xia Manggan. A gigantic roulette of swords controlled.

That power was so great that even the white-haired old man puppet who maintained the sealing formation changed his face instantly, and hurriedly urged all the formations of the sealing formation to the extreme.

And this level of banning array is usually only used when the immortal patriarchs in the academy are discussing each other.

"To win."

The five crazy immortals in the corner of the Lun Dao Temple drank the fairy wine and sighed, "Little sloppy, this secret technique, even I—"

"Nanming Lihuo, Beiming Sunflower Water, condense!"

A clear voice suddenly resounded throughout the hall.

I saw Xia Manggan open his mouth and spit out.

Following his words, it was about to be overturned by the ocean, and around the sword roulette covered by waves, two streams of water and fire appeared out of thin air.

The water was pure black, looking like a ghost cathode in color.

But talking endlessly in the void, the endless black water seems to contain infinite vitality, as if there is life.

And that fire.

The pure white flame looks extremely holy and gentle.

But as soon as it appeared, it burned the surrounding void into ravines.

It seems that under its gentle appearance, there is a terrifying high temperature that burns everything, even the sky, earth and void.

"Kuishui Avenue, Lihuo Avenue..."

"Xia Mang, he has not only realized two small paths, but also entered into two great paths!?"

Several immortals watched the battlefield in shock.

Wulun Immortal's eyes widened, and he subconsciously opened his mouth wide.

He didn't even notice that the fairy wine dripped out of his mouth and spilled all over his clothes.

……

The black and white roulette in Xia Mangan's eyes has almost taken shape, and it is no longer a phantom.

Under his control, the 'Nanming Lihuo' and 'North Ming Kuishui' formed by the condensed vitality of the heaven and earth all converged into the sword wheel composed of thousand-mouthed flying swords.

And the sword roulette, after absorbing two streams of water and fire, completely turned into a huge black and white millstone.

That appearance is almost [-]% to [-]% similar to the real 'black and white picture' standing in the Forbidden Square.

"Although I have just started these two avenues, the generated water and fire have only a trace of the characteristics of the real 'Nanming Lihuo' and 'Beiming Kuishui'..." Xia Manggan's eyes flashed a sharp edge, "But it is enough!"

Boom! ! !

The huge black and white millstone rotates, as if it can drive the whole world to tilt,

Brazenly facing the sword light of the waves!
bang~~~~
Horrible sounds came from the battlefield.

Even with the weakening of the banning formation, many Zifu realm disciples in the Lun Dao Hall were deaf for a while.

The entire battlefield was filled with mist and chaos.

The golden light cover formed by the large formation of the ban was constantly vibrating and rippling.

[What was the final result? 】

All eyes were fixed on the battlefield shrouded in golden light.

Many people even held their breath unconsciously.

I don't know if it's after three breaths or after five breaths.

The golden cover outside the battle field finally stopped shaking.

But the water mist permeated in it had to wait at least three or two breaths before people could see it clearly.

[Who wins and who loses! ? 】

The imperceptible time in the past, at this moment, makes everyone feel extremely long.

suddenly--

"Xia Mang, win!"

The voice of the white-haired old puppet announcing the result loudly,

Through the rising mist,
Through the golden hood of the banning array,
spread out.

Echoed over the entire hall.

lost?

Brother Lian——

Even three generations of disciples recognized No.1, and he was almost the No.1 elder brother of the younger generation in Anchan County——

All sloppy real people lost?
The three generations of old disciples in the Hall of Discourse on Taoism all lost their souls at once.

Many people even raised their hands to pick out their ears, suspecting that they were also deafened by the terrifying sound just now and misheard.

But as the water mist in the battle field dissipated, two thousand-sword puppets appeared.

It is clearly seen by all.

The protective layer of the thousand-sword puppet controlled by the sloppy real person... disappeared.

On the chest of the Thousand Swords Puppet, there was also a shallow sword mark.

But the Qianjian puppet controlled by Xia Manggan still had its protective layer intact.

It is clear at a glance who wins and who loses.

"I lost."

The slovenly real person sitting on the opposite stone pillar stood up, shook his head and smiled, "Junior Brother Xia Mang, you are so good at the beginning, I, Sanpang, admire you."

"Senior brother is absurd." Xia Mangan also got up, "Brother is also lucky to win a move. If it is a real life-and-death fight, if the fight continues, the outcome may not be known yet."

Just now, both of them used the strongest move to fight each other, and the powerful fluctuation of Yuanli made it impossible for the spiritual consciousness in the battle field to observe.

Only he himself, and the sloppy real person know what happened.

It turned out that after the two fought against each other, the black and white roulette formed by each controlling the flying sword and the waves of water exploded, shaking each other's souls.

But Xia Manggan's previous life was, after all, a strong man in the Yangshen World of the Nine-Layer Thunder Tribulation.

Although when he fell, all his thoughts were swallowed up, only his true spirit remained immortal, so he was reborn in this wild world with the help of the "initial chaotic universe".

However, he was conceived by his mother for 17 years, and then he successively comprehended the true meaning of the five avenues and mastered two small 'paths'... The soul was continuously nurtured by the way of heaven and earth, which made Xia Manggan's current soul strength comparable to returning to the void. Dixian is comparable.

This kind of spirit is slightly better than the sloppy real person who has cultivated for 200 years.

Therefore, when each other's souls were shaken and temporarily unable to attack, it was Xia Manggan who recovered first.

So he immediately controlled a falling flying sword, and pierced through the protective layer of the thousand-sword puppet he controlled before the sloppy real man recovered.

If it was a real life-and-death fight, this type of attack would not even be able to pierce the protective energy of a Qi-refining cultivator, not to mention injuring the divine body of a supernatural being.

I'm afraid that even the scratching strength is too small.

But under the rules of Lun Dao Temple, it is this little gap that determines the final victory or defeat.

……

Hearing Xia Manggan say that in a real fight, it is still unknown who will win.

The sloppy real man laughed.

[In the real fight, if I use that great supernatural power and the secret technique of stacking waves, you may not even be able to catch three moves. 】

Of course, he only thought about it in his heart and didn't say it out of his mouth.

After all, Xia Manggan had only practiced for as long as he had practiced.

In the eyes of Daoist Sloppy, if he can match his own level of enlightenment and not fall behind, this little junior brother reckons that he will be able to reach the point where his strength is truly comparable to his own in a few decades, so he is a good opponent.

Therefore, under sympathy, he just laughed and walked out of the court.

"Big Brother."

"Brother sloppy."

A group of old disciples looked at the sloppy real person with mixed feelings in their hearts.

A battle between old and new camps, in the end even the position of 'Third Generation Disciple No.1' was taken away by a junior who just started.

This time, their old disciple camp has completely lost!
suddenly--

There was a burst of light in the corner of the Hall of Discourse on Dao.

After the light dissipated, more than twenty figures appeared together.

"Uncle Master."

"Uncle Master Master."

All three generations of disciples saluted.

Yuan Shen Taoists, who turned out to be the second generation disciples of the academy, withdrew the method of concealing immortality.Under the leadership of the head teacher 'Bi Hai Taoist', he came out from the corner.

"I waited here to announce something..."

Taoist Bihai swept his gaze, and landed on Beishan Xuantang among the old disciples.

"Beishan Xuantang, are you convicted?"

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