Zombie Evil Emperor

"Is this really a bit troublesome?"

The leading immortal frowned.

If you don't think of a way, partner up with the magical power similar to the curse of the witch clan. When Wang Botong competes with Yang Tian for first place tomorrow, it will be in danger.

Wang Botong, the monk who defeated Wei Tianxiong, was also the disciple of the leading immortal.

"It seems we can only cheat." The leader of the immortals had no choice. With a wave of his hand, Sun Tianxue and others were left in the cloud, leaving only Wang Botong, who was going to duel with Yang Tian tomorrow.

The leading immortal waved: "Come here."

"Yes." Wang Botong walked over with some confusion.

Hum, the immortal had a little white light in his hand, and sealed his immortal divine thought in Wang Botong's Nascent Soul, saying: "With this divine thought of mine protecting you, Yang Tian's curse can't reduce your power." It’s reached the realm of cultivation.”

He is an immortal and shouldn't interfere in such a big competition, but he can't do it without intervening.

In the human race fairy court competition in the Purple Star Cultivation Realm, whoever can come first can be ranked first, except Yang Tian. Now this is no longer a question of points and rewards, but a question of face.

Wang Botong said respectfully: "Thank you, Master."

…

Early the next morning, tens of millions of spectators came to the God Transformation Stage area again, all waiting for today's showdown.

Whether it was Yang Tian who was in the middle stage of becoming a god, or the monk named Wang Botong who defeated Wei Tianxiong, their previous reputations were not prominent.

But in this competition, the performance of the two was really wonderful. Even now, no one knows about their reputation.

After meeting Wang Botong, many people were even more curious about Yang Tian. After all, even though Wang Botong kept a low profile, many people still knew him.

Yang Tian is also different. Many people have never heard of him, which leads many people to inquire about Yang Tian's past.

However, they did not find out anything about Yang Tian, ​​his origin, his past deeds, etc. The only thing they could find out was that he suddenly appeared in the Immortal Court a few years ago and completed many super difficult tasks. Task.

The reason why they couldn't find out anything was because the ten immortals in the human celestial court of the Purple Star Cultivation Realm didn't want people to know that Yang Tian was not a human cultivator of the Purple Star Cultivation Realm.

After all, even if Yang Tian didn't get the first place in the competition in the end, he was still the second place in the competition. He was still a slap in the face of the human Immortal Court cultivator of the Purple Star Immortal Realm, allowing an outsider to get second place, and he was still a mid-stage god-transformation cultivator.

All the monks who knew Yang Tian's identity, including the member of the Jindan Stage Immortal Court who was responsible for the registration of the competition, were all ordered to keep silent.

Not only him, but Yang Tian also received a message from Immortal Sun Shang that night, asking him not to tell others about his origins.

Of course, Yang Tian had no objection to this. After all, he was not stupid and could guess the thoughts and concerns of those immortals.

That night, there was a rumor from somewhere that Yang Tian was a close disciple of a certain immortal.

Regarding this news, people expressed doubts at first, but later they stopped doubting, and instead speculated on which immortal Yang Tian was a closed disciple.

After all, it is impossible for a person with no background to stand out in the fairy court with complex relationships and to gain a certain status in the fairy court without someone behind him.

Not to mention anything else, just the quality of Kung Fu registration and the level of magical powers and combat skills used in combat cannot be learned without being taught by an expert.

Of course, there are also advanced techniques in the Immortal Court Kung Fu Pavilion, but they all require a large amount of Immortal Court points, which are simply not accessible to ordinary Immortal Court personnel.

Therefore, everyone was convinced that Yang Tian was a disciple of a certain immortal.

In the eyes of everyone looking forward to it, Yang Tian and Wang Botong finally flew onto the ring, and the first place among them would be the winner.

In Yang Tian's eyes, Wang Botong across from him was tall and thin, with an ordinary appearance. The only thing that attracted attention was his cold eyes, as if they were the eyes of a wild beast, giving people a powerful feeling. sense of oppression.

At the same time, Wang Botong was also looking at Yang Tian across from him. In his eyes, the other person's appearance was slightly handsome, his cultivation level was average, and there was nothing surprising about him.

However, this person with no unusual characteristics made Wang Botong feel dangerous, very dangerous, very dangerous.

"Hit!"

"Why don't you fight?"

"You have been standing for more than half an hour, take action now!"

Because the two of them stood there for too long and never made a move, the spectators roared.

However, there was a light curtain guarding the ring, and the voices of the audience could not be heard. The two of them stood there for a while. Suddenly, they both started moving at the same time, and they rushed towards each other as fast as lightning.

Clang!

The flying sword carried on Wang Botong's back fell into his hands. The next moment, his whole aura suddenly changed, becoming even colder and sharper.

boom!

The sword light swirled, and a thousand-foot-long sharp sword energy seemed to split the heaven and the earth, and struck Yang Tian head-on.

brush!

At the same time, Yang Tian also held the natal magical weapon Flying Sword Broken Soul in his hand, and all his energy and energy were hit at a high level. The power of blood, mana, and Tiangang energy all over his body were injected crazily into the sword.

Boom!

The collision of two thousand-foot-long sword lights was like two ancient sacred mountains suddenly colliding together. The sound was deafening, and the entire arena was suddenly a blinding white, all filled with dazzling sword light.

At this time, the two people were glowing and steaming with energy, like two suns of different colors constantly colliding on the ring. The terrifying energy fluctuations were like a tsunami that stirred up in all directions. If it weren't for the forbidden light curtain blocking the ring, this place would be thousands of miles round. All had to be destroyed in the battle between the two and reduced to ruins.

"The Nascent Soul form condensed with Tiangang Qi is indeed terrifying. The power of using the power of the laws of heaven and earth is several times greater than that of ordinary monks of the same realm. No wonder they can fight in the Dzogchen realm of the late stage of divine transformation between two small realms."

Sun Tianxue, Wei Tianxiong, Shangguan Chidao and others who were watching the battle were all watching with envy in their hearts.

There used to be ruins of Penglai Immortal Island in the Purple Star Immortal Realm, but it collapsed during an opening millions of years ago, and no one in this world has ever received the Qi of Tiangang.

Not only the Purple Star Cultivation World, but also the neighboring Cultivation Worlds also have no remains of Penglai Immortal Island. I don’t know how many years I haven’t seen a monk with Tiangang Qi.

"Look, the winner is out!"

I don't know who shouted.

Everyone looked at the arena with their eyes wide open, but nothing could be seen where the divine light was steaming and the swords were shining.

When all the visions in the arena disappeared, people only saw Wang Botong kneeling on the ground with one knee, holding a long sword in his hand, breathing heavily with blood coming from the corner of his mouth.