With A Crippled Spiritual Core, I Become The Boss Of The Cultivation World

"Old man Qin Lie, these two are the old man's junior and senior brothers, I and the three of us have been entrusted by the head of our sect Han to preside over the Island Seizing Conference, and now you can hand in the number plate, and then draw lots to decide. your opponent!"

On the floating flying boat, when Wang Ping Ping's cultivators who participated in the "Island Seizing Conference" gathered under the flying boat, a pock-faced old man wearing a blue robe on the flying boat immediately spoke in a deep voice to reveal his origin.

Hearing this, cultivator Wang Ping Ping took out the number plate he got when he signed up and threw it into a wooden box thrown out by the pock-faced old man Qin Lie.

When everyone's number cards were put in, the pock-marked old man Qin Lie let half of the people go up to draw the opponent's number cards.

It didn't take long for everyone to choose their opponents in the first round.

Wang Ping's luck was neither bad nor bad. The first opponent he drew was the eleventh level of Qi practice.

After they all knew who their opponents were by drawing lots, the pock-marked old man Qin Lie said to the two junior brothers on the flying boat beside him, "Junior Brother Song, Junior Brother Zhang, you can start the formation."

Hearing what he said, the two foundation-building cultivators immediately flew out of the floating boat, then slapped the storage bag at their waist, took out the array equipment such as the array plate and array flag, and started busy on the barren hills below.

Almost two quarters of an hour later, a formation shield glowing blue light rose above the barren mountain.

Seeing this, the pock-marked old man Qin Lie immediately waved his hand and said: "Okay, now you can enter the battle formation in the order of the numbered cards, with this formation, you can fight with confidence, and you will never let you fight. Wait for something life-threatening."

The purpose of holding the "Island Seizing Conference" in Jinshuimen is to select suitable monks to guard those islands. Naturally, this must be implemented in terms of safety. Otherwise, the number of monks who are willing to sign up for this "Island Seizing Conference" for their benefit , will undoubtedly reduce a lot.

After all, the magic weapon has no eyes. Once immortal cultivators with similar cultivation bases fight, and there is no cultivator with a higher cultivation base than them, they will take shelter in time, and casualties will easily occur.

At this time, the pock-marked old man Qin Lie finished speaking, and the cultivator who signed up for the "Island Seizure Conference" immediately entered the formation with the cultivator who got his license plate, and started fighting.

The scope of the formation is limited, and the monks in it have no other way to go, except to defeat the opponent or voluntarily admit defeat.

Therefore, the time spent in a fight is actually not that long.

About three hours later, Wang Ping came on stage.

As soon as he entered the formation, he called out Xiaofeng from the spirit beast bag, and then quickly took out Bi Xuanzhu to attack.

Seeing that he is a spiritual pet and a high-level magic weapon, the opponent is first of all weaker in aura.

Within half a quarter of an hour, the person's defense was shattered under the joint attack of Wang Ping and Xiao Feng, and he was forced to admit defeat.

In the end, it took about eight hours, and the first round of fighting competition was all over.

Including Wang Ping, a total of 43 people successfully defeated their opponents and entered the second round.

Since the number of qualifying places set by Jinshuimen this time is 30, they have to fight in the second and even the third round, and finally decide all 30 qualifying places.

The second round is still to draw lots to decide the opponent.

This time, Wang Ping wasn't very lucky. Not to mention, he drew an opponent with a 12th-level Qi-refining cultivation. The opponent also had a high-level magic weapon in his hand.

Although he had Xiaofeng's assistance, and he also had two middle-level magic weapons, Moyun Net and Black Scale Armor, he might not be able to fight against such an opponent.

But Wang Ping finally gave up the idea of ​​going all out and voluntarily conceded defeat.

He had seen it before. This time, there were only twenty-five practitioners on the 12th floor of Qi Refining who signed up for the "Island Seizing Conference", and some of them bumped into each other out of bad luck.

In this case, even if he loses in the second round, he can still wait for the third round.

By the time of the third round of lottery, Wang Ping's luck was not too bad, and he had drawn another opponent who was at the eleventh level of Qi practice.

The opponent this time was a middle-aged man in red. Wang Ping noticed earlier that this man was very good at fire spells, so he should be practicing fire spells.

At this moment, as soon as the two entered the formation, he still first released Xiaofeng from the spirit beast bag, and then quickly urged Bi Xuanzhu to release the "Bi Xuan Water Shield" to protect himself.

And almost as soon as he finished all this, a crimson fireball the size of a sea bowl slammed into the water shield, and the fiery heat wave spread, making Wang Ping feel like he was under the scorching sun.

However, he didn't show any emotion because of this, and the hands that made the seal didn't stop. He quickly cast the "Water Wave Mask" spell, giving himself a second layer of protection.

After taking the protection, Wang Ping started to fight back.

He pointed at the Bi Xuanzhu floating above his head, and a blue light blade slashed towards the opponent.

At the same time, his body moved, and he took the initiative to approach the opponent.

Although Wang Ping's opponent did not understand why he did this, interrupting what the enemy wanted to do was the most basic way of fighting.

Therefore, after entrusting a black tortoise shell magic weapon to block the Bixuan Lingguang blade, he immediately slapped a red gourd magic weapon suspended above his head, and the gourd mouth was full of fire, and quickly spit out seven or eight fists. A big fire bomb hit Wang Ping.

At the same time, he retreated sharply~www.readwn.com~ took the initiative to step back and try to distance himself from Wang Ping.

But his opponent is not only Wang Ping.

Xiaofeng, who had been let out by Wang Ping long ago, hurriedly interspersed behind him with a wolf howl, "Ouch", and opened his mouth to spit out several wind blades to attack him.

Those wind blades were extremely fast, and he couldn't dodge at all, so he could only quickly mobilize the tortoise shell magic weapon to block in front of the wind blades.

It was this delay that made Wang Ping rush more than ten meters away from him.

At this distance, Wang Ping did not hesitate to punch out a "Quicksand Technique" talisman, causing the solid ground under the man in red to quickly soften into quicksand, sinking his legs directly to the roots of his thighs.

Then, before the man in red could exert his strength to break free from the "quicksand technique", Wang Ping had already resorted to "splitting the waves" to kill the opponent.

Clang!

A loud and crisp sound came out, and the water-splitting magic weapon was bounced out by the tortoise shell magic weapon of the man in red.

However, this middle-grade defensive magic weapon was attacked one after another, and its aura was much dimmed compared to the beginning. When Xiaofeng took the opportunity to pounce on it, he cast the "wind cracking claw" spell and shot it out with a single claw, revealing the The man in red behind is still trying to break free from the "quicksand technique".

"Stop, I admit defeat!"

When a demon wolf as tall as an adult buffalo was beside him, and the wolf opened its mouth to bite at him, the man in red suddenly changed his expression and hurriedly shouted to admit defeat.

And at the moment he shouted the words to admit defeat, a blue aura descended from the sky and protected him inside, allowing him to avoid the tragedy of losing his life.

However, because of this, Xiaofeng slammed into a bag full of heads. It was so painful that it made an "oooo" sound, and ran back to Wang Ping with his tail between his eyes full of grievances to find comfort.