Way of Immortal Sovereign

In the inner courtyard, on the square in front of the blue stone monument, the crowded crowd was dead silent.

At this moment, everyone was looking at the battlefield with the corners of their eyes beating. The young man in the late Dao Soul period looked like an evil spirit. His eyes were blank and lost, his face was silly, and his figure was dancing lightly.

Opposite the youth, Wu Feiyan, with a fierce stature, let out a silver bell-like laugh, and his pretty face was full of jokes.

And her clever smile, her cheeks that should have been pleasing to the eye, now made everyone feel a bit creepy.

This scene is too weird. A powerful man in the later stage of the Taoist spirit actually looks like a demon in front of him, dancing and dancing, completely losing his consciousness.

And not only this person, but the few people who challenged Wu Feiyan before, all danced like this young man with a blank and strange expression, as if their mind was controlled by a mysterious power.

"The magical charm of the witch is really getting harder and harder to guard against." On the white jade seat, Pang Yin sighed with emotion.

"This demon girl is really nasty." Di Qing said with a strange smile.

"Come on, go down."

On the battle stage, Wu Feiyan seemed to have watched enough to perform, and with a light wave of his slender hand, the young man of the late soul stage, like a gourd, rolled off the battle stage in an extremely embarrassing manner.

In this scene, everyone off the court took a breath. You look at me, I look at you, and you can't speak at all.

The cultivators of the late Dao soul, among the academy disciples, except for the few Dao souls who reached great perfection, can be said to be strong men standing on top.

But such a character is so vulnerable in front of Qingyun Bang Tianjiao.

Even though the young man had just come to power, he was weirdly defeated without even having time to display his Dao Soul.

If it was a life-and-death struggle, he would have died tens of thousands of times.

Wu Feiyan, only the eighth on the Qingyun ranking, is so powerful and terrifying, which really shocked everyone's hearts, but it could not help but appear bitter and helpless.

Although they are both disciples of the Profound Sky Academy, they and the ten enchanting Tianjiao on the Qingyun list are not in the same world, and even everyone themselves feels too embarrassed and a little ashamed.

Of course, what everyone does not know is that although the challenger on stage is not low, but in terms of his own foundation, there is no one on the Qingyun list.

The rank of Minghai and the pros and cons of the Dao Soul technique, each of which is related to the future achievements of the cultivator, is an extremely important foundation. As the strength becomes stronger, the gap in these foundations will also be directly revealed in strength. .

Just like Pang Yin, Di Qing, and Wu Feiyan. Although they only have the middle stage of the Dao Soul, they all opened up the sea of ​​life, and the Dao Soul cultivation technique is only slightly weaker than the Tianxuan Four Jue. For one thing, the foundation is much more solid than those of challengers.

If you want to make a breakthrough in your realm, but ignore the accumulation of your own roots, then no matter how high your realm is, it will look like rootless duckweed, and the gap will only get bigger and bigger.

"Why, is no one on stage to challenge?"

On the battle stage, Wu Feiyan spoke lazily, and his eyes swept across the crowd below.

"Challenge a fart, as evil as a fairy, who would dare to go up and make a fool of."

In the crowd, Han Yitian couldn't help but curled his lips, but found that Wu Feiyan raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he heard something, so scared that he hurriedly shut up and looked around as if nothing had happened.

"Wait for Lao Tzu to condense the Taoist soul, I can't beat you to death!"

Although Han Yitian dared not say anything, he kept slandering in his heart.

"Sixty-six, the iceberg beauty who sits third is really your sister?" Then, Han Yitian leaned close to Bai Ningxue, his eyes were glaring, "When will I introduce Lao Han?"

"Just you? Let's forget it." Bai Ningxue rolled her eyes, and said in contempt, "You have to dare to show this insignificant thing in front of my sister, and keep it cut into eighteen segments by her. This is for you. Fate to think about it."

Hearing this, Han Yitian couldn't help but shrink his neck, and his heart began to slander again.

"It's really a bunch of wine and rice bags, it's boring."

On the battle stage, Wu Feiyan waited for another moment. After seeing that no one was on stage, she yawned gracefully and lazily.

His unceremonious words made the faces of everyone on the court slightly flushed, but when they thought of the embarrassment of the first few people after they took the stage, the anger in everyone's hearts would be completely extinguished by a basin of cold water.

Seeing that no one dared to take the stage, Wu Feiyan sighed and shook his head, just about to return.

Suddenly, she seemed to sense something, and her eyes fiercely looked towards the distant sky.

At the same time, on the Baiyu seat, Lei Tingzi, who had been sitting still with his eyes closed, had his eyelids slightly raised.

When the eyes of the nine members of Qingyun Bang were cast into the distant sky, Gu Shentan at the top sighed slightly in his heart.

"After all, it came."

After sighing lightly, he noticed something, his brows were slightly raised, and his expression was a little shocked, saying: "This kid has such a deep spiritual formation?"

Boom!

In the distance, there was a roar and roar suddenly in the sky, as if an indescribable storm swept over it. Everyone in the field, at this moment, all raised their heads with hindsight, their eyes cast in the direction of the sound.

I saw a blue-black storm dragon, meandering, with a harsh sonic boom, coming through the air, and the moment was approaching.

"What is this?"

"How can it be?!"

"There is someone on the dragon's head!"

Everyone in the room was full of strange screams, shocked.

On the Baiyu seat, Liu Feiyang and Chen Huang both narrowed their eyes, and looked at each other in disbelief.

auzw.com

Lei Tingzi squinted his eyes for a while, then closed his eyelids again.

Bai Qingyou stared at the dragon's head, as if recognizing the person above, her pretty face was even more cold.

"Hey, the battle is quite big in the end, but it's just a guy in the late stage of life." Qi Yu's pale golden vertical pupil appeared playful, and he sneered.

"This kid is really unexpected." Yin Kong's eyes rested on the blue-black storm dragon, his expression showing solemnity for the first time.

At this moment, everyone in the room opened their mouths, staring at the blue-black wind dragon floating above, and their faces were full of incredible and shock.

The wind dragon of hundreds of meters in size slowly dispersed, as if it turned into a wispy air flow, diagonally paved into an airflow ladder invisible to the naked eye, making the figure above the dragon's head walk down like a foot in the void.

Like a **** descending to the earth.

This scene was really shocking. It was Wu Feiyan on the battle stage, with her beautiful eyes wide open, and she was slightly surprised.

When the blue-black wind dragon completely dissipated, the figure stepping down from the sky was already completely standing on the stage.

The figure wore a black shirt, slender and tall, with a delicate face and dark and calm eyes.

It was Ye Hao impressively.

"Damn! I thought this guy wouldn't be here anymore, making such a big battle! Old Han, I'm convinced!" After Han Yitian was shocked and sluggish, he exaggeratedly cried out, and his eyes were full of conviction.

"It turned out to be Ye Hao! Does he really want to challenge the strong on the Qingyun list?"

"His realm seems to have broken through to the late life of the sea?"

"How can it be long?!"

At this time, the crowd of people on the court was completely boiling, and everyone looked at the battlefield in disbelief. Without showing up in front of them for half a year, his face seemed to fade away, and he turned into a more determined and calm Ye Hao.

"Not enough! Even if he breaks through the late stage of the sea of ​​life, he is definitely not an opponent of Qingyun Rank Tianjiao."

"Oh, with good eyes and low hands, it is inevitable that he will suffer a bit. Today he is afraid he will be taught a lesson."

Almost none of the people present were optimistic about Ye Hao. Even Tang Yun, who was watching the battle on the high platform, had a pretty face full of worries. He stared at the young man and turned to the ancestor Gu Shen sighed at the top.

Ye Hao's expression did not change at all in response to the voices of discussion below, and his eyes looked at Wu Feiyan.

"Hey, I recognize you, Ye Hao, who was making a lot of noise in the outer courtyard the other day?" Wu Feiyan smiled, a strange color appeared in his bright eyes, "Why, are you trying to challenge me today?"

"The power to confuse the soul?"

Ye Hao was slightly startled, and instantly understood the nature of this power. The woman opposite seemed delicate and harmless, and he didn't even say to challenge, but she still chose to take the initiative in the first place.

No one can deal with anyone who can be on the Qingyun list.

However, Wu Feiyan also picked the wrong target this time. Not to mention that Ye Hao, as a spiritual formation master, is far more powerful than ordinary cultivators. The most important thing is the Seed of Thunder in the Sea of ​​Knowledge. The power of confusion, the greatest nemesis.

Thinking of this, Ye Hao's eyes showed playfulness, and he snorted directly, igniting the Seed of Thunder in the sea. Suddenly, a terrible thunder flashed with purple light, with palpitating fluctuations, crashing towards the person who wanted to flood in. Know the power of the sea.

Well!

Wu Feiyan snorted, his pretty face turned white, and the whole figure seemed to be electrocuted, and his delicate body trembled back a few steps, his bright eyes appeared in shock, and he looked at Ye Hao in disbelief.

Although she was just a tentative attack and did not use all of her strength, she was definitely not a life-sea cultivator who could contend.

The most important thing is that the young man's knowledge of the power in the sea poses a great threat to Wu Feiyan, like a natural nemesis.

Wu Feiyan's heart sank slightly, and her pretty face became a little dignified.

The people below, at this moment, looked blank, looking at Wu Feiyan who suddenly stepped back a few steps.

Only Pang Yin and Di Qing seemed to see something, raised their eyebrows slightly, and surprise appeared in their eyes.

"Ye Hao, **** her!"

Among the crowd, Han Yitian was also extremely keenly aware of something, and shouted with a vengeful expression on his face.

Everyone looked slightly strange, and Bai Ningxue on the side kicked him away, as if ashamed to be with him.

Even Ye Hao's eyes twitched slightly, and immediately looked at Wu Feiyan with a pretty face, and coughed lightly, "Senior Sister, I am not going to challenge you this time."

Wu Feiyan picked it up beautifully, unconsciously relieved.

Ye Hao knew the power in the sea and exercised great restraint on her. Even if Wu Feiyan's realm was stronger, if he really fought, this young man who had broken through the Profound Sky Pagoda without precedent in history would have other means.

The battle of the Qingyunbang is about the number of places to burn cremation sites, and there is no room for loss. If he can choose not to fight, Wu Feiyan is naturally unwilling to take risks.

"Hey, I don't know how to understand Lianxiang Xiyu." Wu Feiyan smiled, and looked at the delicate young man in front of him, "Then who do you want to challenge this time?"

At this moment, the sea of ​​people below unconsciously fell silent, and everyone held their breath and stared at the young man for a moment.

On the Baiyu seat, Lei Tingzi still closed his eyes and sat quietly, Bai Qingyou's pretty face was cold and indifferent, and the rest of the people were all playful, looking down at the teenager on the stage.

Ye Hao twitched the corner of his mouth, his deep eyes flicked over the eight human shadows under the bluestone monument, his eyes gradually sharpened.

"Liu Feiyang, Chen Huang."

Ye Hao's black eyes were sharp and sharp, his eyes fell on the two of them, and the calm and extremely jealous voice came out slowly.

"You two, let's go together."