Gou asks for longevity in another world

Chapter 210 This arena will be ruled by me
"Hahaha...then forgive Hu for taking the liberty!"

A monk with the appearance of a big man in the late stage of Jindan took the first step and stood on top of a ring before everyone below the stage.

And under his leadership, the atmosphere suddenly became lively.

The top ten arenas are now full of people.

Although the number of people is full, it does not mean that these quotas already belong to them. They still need to go through some necessary competitions. Only in this way can people be convinced and oral.

It looks like there are ten arenas, but in fact, only on the top of these four arenas are there immortal practitioners fighting on them.

Such arenas are actually very small for Golden Cores.

Many people are completely unable to use it.

For some immortal cultivators, such an arena would actually be in the way. After all, the space above the arena cannot be too large, but fighting methods are different from fighting to the death.

But some people are like a duck to water in such a ring.

It can be called a king in the arena fighting skills! !

That's right, this person is Gu Xingren.

From now on, this arena... will be ruled by him! !

With a wave of Gu Changsheng's big hand, a total of three spirit swords formed a "small epee formation". The finished character shape stopped between the two eyebrows of a female cultivator in front of him. inch, you can easily take his life.

And the female cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan in front of him, after a moment of stupefaction, she suddenly came back to her senses, her apricot-like eyes widened, and a look of fear appeared on her face.

After touching the brows above his forehead with one hand, he arched his hands towards him, and said in a crisp voice:

"I lost!"

She admitted defeat quite simply.

And Gu Changsheng also took back his three spirit swords.

This arena is now guarded by him!

And now he still has half an hour to recover the aura in his body, and no one can challenge him within half an hour.

Picking out this female cultivator in the mid-Gold Core stage, Gu Changsheng actually didn't waste much spiritual energy at all, half an hour was far enough.

He sat cross-legged in the center of his ring.

Before recovering the lost aura in the body, he took a look at the situation on the other rings, uh... the Jindan middle stage who is still on these rings, now, he is the only one left in the ten rings.

And on top of other arenas, at least the monks in the late stage of Jindan are now.

The Jindan Consummation in the six arenas have never been challenged at all, and they are interested in watching the fighting skills in the other arenas. It looks like they are not the guardians of the ring.

They are all ring guards, but the gap is really big!

Gu Changsheng also saw a lot of people below who were looking at him, looking eager to try.

A smile suddenly formed on the corner of his mouth.

Close your eyes.

Really think he is a soft persimmon.

If you challenge other people, even if it is the arena guarded by Jindan Dzogchen, you may still win, but if you challenge his arena, you will definitely lose, and there may be no chance of winning at all!
It can only be said that it depends on who is the lucky one who wants to challenge him.

After half an hour.

Gu Changsheng finally opened his eyes again.

At the same time, a man who looked like a scholar also flew to the top of the ring he was guarding and stood in front of him.

Gu Changsheng glanced at him, he is a late-stage Golden Core!

He shook his head with a very flat expression.

The lucky ones have appeared.

I hope there will be fewer such lucky ones after this lucky one.

And this must be done quickly! !
The two distanced themselves from each other, stood on the top of the ring in one direction, looked at each other, and bowed to each other.

With a wave of Gu Changsheng's wide Taoist robe sleeves and his big hand, three, three, and three, a total of nine third-tier magic weapons and spirit swords appeared neatly in front of him.

"Um?!"

The scholar Jindan who just sent out the two magic weapons on his body, looked at the person in front of him, and opened his mouth slightly in surprise, nine magic weapons, it's a fucking formation!

Is this still a person? !
Didn't there only be three handles in the last match? ! !
But, no matter what he thought, a formation of heavy swords had already appeared on this small arena, and for a while, the entire arena could be seen, with the sound of swords chanting, and the river of spirit swords crisscrossing.

So this arena will be ruled by him! !
On such a small arena, no one could escape the attack range of Zhu Xian's sword formation, and everyone could only take his sword hard.

And how many swords can these people take from him? !

For a moment, all eyes on Xianlai Island were looking at him, including the eyes of a Nascent Soul.

"Hiss... Reverend Fuyun really has such a sharp set of swordsmanship, it's really impressive to have such a skill!"

"It's not swordsmanship, it's a sword formation, and it's a sword formation of nine third-order magic weapons and spirit swords, of course the power is not bad!!"

Some of the people below the ring began to discuss.

And under everyone's discussion, the shortcomings of Gu Changsheng's sword array were also clearly guessed by everyone.

As long as the spiritual energy in his body is insufficient, such a sword formation is nothing to worry about. Of course, any method will be like this if the spiritual energy is insufficient, but this sword formation will consume a lot of spiritual energy.

Suddenly, while the spiritual swords on the ring were still cutting and vertically and horizontally, a spiritual curtain suddenly covered the entire ring.

"Um?!"

Gu Changsheng only felt that these spiritual swords of his were cut into the endless cotton and air, as if something hindered his progress, and finally, these spiritual swords were blocked on the spiritual curtain.

And this spirit curtain just shook slightly.

"Stop it."

An ethereal and slightly lazy voice suddenly sounded.

And this voice... is none other than the Nascent Soul True Monarch of Piaomiao Lake, Fairy Su Ming.

"Is this the strength of Nascent Soul?!" Gu Changsheng recalled the sword formation to his side, and his heart was greatly shocked now.

This is the first time he has experienced the strength revealed by a Nascent Soul, which is equivalent to the first-level Zhuxian Sword Formation of Jindan Dzogchen. In front of the Nascent Soul, it is so powerless! !
Hiss, Nascent Soul...it's really terrifying.

Even if he sent out all the spirit swords in his hands, in front of Yuan Ying, he might not be able to block a few moves.

After the spirit curtain above the ring is gone.

Only the people below could clearly see the current situation above the ring.

The scholar standing on his knees in front of Gu Changsheng no longer had the vigor and vigor he had when he was on the ring, his crown hair was disheveled, and there was still a smear of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)