Shrouding the sky: Slashing the world of mortals with a sword, becoming the strongest empress

Qingya Blessed Land has been passed down for thousands of years.

A mortal's longevity of a hundred years is, in the eyes of practitioners, just like clouds and smoke, small and weak.

This is probably why people are so eager to practice.

Even though seeking immortality in the world of mortals is the most unattainable dream for cultivators in countless eras, there are still people who enjoy it and follow the path.

What's more, once the realm is broken through, increasing one's life span is only the next best thing.

Only with great strength can one be qualified to dominate the world.

I would like to ask the young people of ancient and modern times, who has not cherished a passionate dream?
Now, Nan Xiao is sitting in the stands, silently observing everything around him.

Having just stepped off the stage, Nan Xiao became the focus of attention.

In that arena, there seems to be an immortal Dao mark arranged by a master.

The previous successive battles had caused several parts of the arena to almost fall apart.

But under the influence of Dao Hen, there seemed to be a big hand in the air, filling the messy gravel into the ravine, and then there was a touch of divine light, and the cracks became fine lines.

Before the next contestant took the stage, the arena returned to its original state, with the ground being clean and extremely neat.

This change was noticed by many people, but it did not cause discussion.

The originally lively atmosphere began to become deserted after several consecutive abstentions.

After attending two extremely exciting battles in Nanxiao, the spectators did not have much expectations for the cultivators who would appear on the stage one after another.

The crane in the lonely sky circled low in the sky several times, lost interest, and flew away with its long, thin wings waving.

The Deer King, who had been looking back frequently in the distance, turned his head on the huge branch, whistled a few times, and then led the deer group to play in the mountains and forests.

The people in the stands were no longer focused on the arena, chatting in groups, taking naps, or practicing meditation.

The peaks of Qingya high in the sky are also gazing at the practice.

Everyone knows that the second round of the competition is to select the top [-].

But now on the scroll, there are 180 names that are at least cultivators of the Shenqiao realm.

In addition, seven young cultivators from powerful sects such as Longmen Cave, Zhuju Cave, Yunhai Tower, and Luohe Paradise, as well as a group of elders and direct disciples of those who teach the Dharma...

After all the efforts, the number of cultivators who could truly be considered strong was barely close to [-].

You don't need to think about it to know that in a martial arts competition using the method of last place challenge, the further time goes by, the more exciting the battle will be.

Therefore, Nanxiao, who was forced to accept two challenges, showed everyone what excitement means in advance.

Time flows slowly, and from time to time, the sound of deer chirping can be heard in the mountains and forests.

Qingya Paradise seems to have returned to its former peace. The occasional battles are not even as loud as the sound of the medicine farmers beating their clothes by the river.

No. 257, Yan Zhongshuai, abstained.

……

No. 216, Wu Xiufang, gave up the challenge.

……

No. 196, Zhou Qingqing, has no intention of taking the stage.

No. 195, Meng Tao, the second elder's disciple, left the meeting early due to illness.

Later, Duanmu Shi who was born in Luohe Blessed Land, Duanmu Qianning from Yunhai Tower, Li Xin, Bai Yunbu and Zhao Wumian who studied in Zhuju Cave Heaven, as well as Xie Changjun, one of the Seven Masters of Longmen Cave Heaven, and his maid Li Jiuer actually gave up all the challenges, which shocked everyone.

Some cultivators were considered well-informed. After frowning and thinking carefully, they whispered: "Could it be that the headmaster and elders were afraid of losing too badly, so they promised those geniuses benefits and asked them to abstain? "

Hearing this, many people were like cocks that had lost a fight. They were shocked and confused at first, and then lost their minds.At this time, Brother Dong, who had been silent for a long time, stood up and lived up to expectations. He warmed up the scene and rebutted at the same time. He said decisively and meaningfully: "That will only make it more ugly. As for the reason -"

Pouting his lips in the direction of Fairy Qingcheng, Brother Dong was very emotional. He stroked his non-existent beard and slowly sighed: "Since ancient times, heroes have been saddened by beauty..."

Other people's comments are temporarily suppressed.

Nan Xiao, who had been following the competition, was also a little surprised at this time.

What Nan Xiao didn't expect was that Xie Changjun, who was very close to Qing Cheng, didn't challenge him.

He even prevented others from challenging him.

However, Nan Xiao did not feel relaxed, but felt even heavier.

Xie Changjun, who was born in Longmen Cave, although his cultivation level is not high, he possesses extremely extraordinary strength and has even practiced the extremely domineering thunder method.

Sensing everyone's surprised looks, Xie Changjun walked towards Nan Xiao with his head held high and his face proud.

The crowd dispersed in a noisy manner, clearing a clear path for Xie Changjun.

As the youngest of the seven heroes in Longmen Cave, Xie Changjun is young, only in his early ten years, but there is more evil in his bones than the old monster.

Even though there is still a little baby fat on her cheeks, her brows are full of venom.

Before walking up to Nan Xiao, Xie Changjun raised his chin high and said in a cold voice: "Do you really think I want to let you go out of kindness? It was sister Qingcheng who told me to let you enter the third round. She thought that when I’ll train you well! And when the time comes, I’ll pluck all your feathers and let you show your true colors in front of everyone! Then I’ll see if you are still arrogant or not! Hehe, it’s very exciting just thinking about it!”

Although the third round is still far away, Xie Changjun has already imagined it and even started to drool.

Nan Xiao's face turned cold, and she felt that she was filled with anger, and even the Black Ice Sea of ​​Bitterness was about to break out into stormy waves.

However, she did not show it, but ignored the aggressive Xie Changjun and closed her eyes to practice.

Xie Changjun, who had not vented his anger successfully, wanted to continue to pester, but was dragged away by the maid Li Jiu'er.

Although Nan Xiao's ears were clear again, there were still waves in her heart.

Do you really want to face Qingcheng who has entered the other side of the world so early?
Even though she now has seven profound arts, all of which are beginners, and some of them are even considered minor successes, Nan Xiao still doesn't have much confidence in her heart.

How to do?
Nan Xiao tried hard to calm down.

Now, only by working hard to become strong enough can we be able to deal with future enemies and calmly crush all incoming malice.

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On the arena, the competition is still going on.

When cultivators arrive at the Divine Bridge, they are also divided into superior and inferior and strong and weak.

Even some well-known names are ranked low because they entered the competition too late.

But those are only a few cases.

Therefore, the size of the number between the eyebrows of a practitioner in the second round can indeed explain some problems to a certain extent.

Generally speaking, the stronger people know the least information and are more qualified to sign up first.

The reason why Nan Xiao was ranked relatively high among the more than 180 practitioners of Shenqiao and above was simply because she happened to get up very early that day.

In addition, she was chasing the morning bell, so it was not too late to learn that the sect competition was about to start.

While Nan Xiao narrowed her eyes to calm down the anger in her heart, the "cut scene" on the stage was still proceeding in an orderly manner under the arrangements of the referees.

From the seventh place in 180 to the fifth place in 160, the span has exceeded [-] places.

The practitioners gave up one after another, and time flew by.

Until the light on the scroll settled on a familiar name.