Carry the system to cultivating immortals

Ning Xiaofan saw countless spikes flying out of the stick, turning into a giant wolf demon in the air, and the giant wolf waved his hand at Wenxinjian.

The sword light flickered, maybe Ning Xiaofan's strength was not strong, maybe the sword intent was not enough, forming the sound of metal and iron clanging in the air.

At the same time, the tall monk took a few steps back, with fear in his eyes, who is this person?
I only felt my neck was cold, and my body flickered a few hundred meters away, and if I retreated, I would withdraw from the big formation, which was to announce my withdrawal from the competition.

If you don't get a certain reward, your clan will definitely try its best to make trouble for you. These people are actually the puppets of the clan.

His eyes flickered, and with a wave of the mace, countless fangs appeared around him, turning himself into a real mace.

Ning Xiaofan gritted his teeth, his body flashed, disappeared again, and hid again to a place where no one was.

This person is very strong, and he didn't kill him with one blow.

At the same time, Ning Xiaofan saw the man in white, whose body flickered in the air, and every time he flickered, a monk disappeared. He was really the ecstasy of the underworld, and he was still wearing white clothes. No matter how you look at it, he looks like Bai Wuchang .

Seeing the tall cultivator being attacked by Ning Xiaofan, he became even less courageous, looking for people who were wandering on the edge of the formation to strike, and he was extra careful when he shot.

Ning Xiaofan didn't want to kill directly, but just wanted to test the opponent's cultivation level?
It seemed that if he wanted to kill this tall monk, he really wanted to use his strength. He didn't want to expose his strength prematurely, so he had to let him go first.

Seeing that the man in white and the tall monk moved very quickly, he had the illusion that he couldn't beat them.

The nine pillars turned into a real place of massacre, the blood stained the nine pillars red, most of the hundreds of people gave their lives here, Ning Xiaofan finally understood that this war can only be won, not lost.

Because he saw someone escaped from the formation, was directly dismembered by Wan Ren, turned into blood mist and disappeared into the sky.

The large formation shrinks again, and there are only nine pillars, and there is no buffer anymore. At this time, there are people standing on the pillars, and there are about five or six people on each pillar. The higher the pillars, the fewer the number of people. A man stands on a pillar.

That person's cultivation is in the late stage of infant transformation, but that person has a heaven-defying magic weapon in his hand, as long as someone goes up, the magic weapon will directly take away his soul.

Ning Xiaofan didn't dare to test that person, so he found a pillar of six people and stood on it, his body was still in a state of invisibility, for fear that the six people would find him, so he could only avoid the eyes of the six people and the spirit of the six people. knowledge.

"The field is shrinking again, time is running out, hurry up for the points!"

Ning Xiaofan saw that the formation only consisted of nine pillars, and there would be no more shrinking pillars. The people on the pillars started to fight, because they were originally partners, but now they are mortal enemies.

Now these people only have a chance to kill the other people on the pillar. Only in this way can they stand on the pillar and get the top nine in Jiutai City.

This is too bad, only nine people left in the first round?
Ning Xiaofan didn't know, but felt that everyone was still fighting, could it be that there was only one person left on each pillar?
Then the second round will be much easier!
Ning Xiaofan didn't dare to look at other pillars, he put all his soul on himself, because stealth is much safer than attacking, now there are seven people on the pillar, if he reveals himself, they will attack him at the same time, he can only look at it now With six people fighting.

The cultivation bases of the six people are four Nascent Souls and two Nascent Souls respectively. The six seem to have a certain tacit understanding. , In the end, I didn't know how I died.

The four Nascent Souls were the first to use it at the same time, and the two attacked one Nascent Soul. In fact, there is a world of difference between the Nascent Soul and the Soul Transformation, but these Nascent Souls also have powerful magic weapons, and they have heaven-defying cultivation. Dare to team up with the infant monk.

The four of them shot at the same time, and the two infants seemed to have been alerted for a long time, because they would fight to the death in the end, here there are only temporary friends and only permanent enemies.

When the interests are the same, when the goal is the same, we are friends, and when we turn around, we are enemies. There is a saying that no one can be successful for a hundred days, and no one can be happy for a thousand years. That’s what it means!

It's not that there are no friends who can make friends for thousands of years. The lifespan of a monk is too long, and it is enough to make one or two true confidants in a lifetime!
Ning Xiaofan saw that the battle groups of the two were somewhat different, one of the Infant Transformation Cultivators was strong and the other was weak, the strong one would not be a problem against the two Nascent Soul Cultivators, it was waiting, waiting for the other group to end.

As long as that group is over, he will shoot and kill everyone else, he has reservations.

Because this competition is about points, at the last moment, as long as there are people on the stage, and if someone has higher points than you, the big formation will ruthlessly kill you, and you can only kill everyone on the stage.

At this moment, Ning Xiaofan made a move, "Soul net superposition."

An invisible soul net was on the body of the strongest Infant-Bian monk, and his body was stunned. In such a short time, the magic weapons of the other two Nascent Soul monks arrived, and the body of the Infant-Bian monk was shining with aura. It is counteracting the attack of Nascent Soul cultivator.

I'm going, so stupid, I can't kill him after helping you, can I only do it myself?
The aura in his hand moved, the sword asked the heart, the sword asked the heart, and the sword directly penetrated the opponent's heart. As soon as the Nascent Soul flew out, it was struck by two Nascent Soul cultivators, and it directly turned into a little bit of aura. The two wiped off their sweat , this is really too hanging!
Before the two of them knew what was going on, the person on the opposite side died directly, and they didn't know if it was the strength of the other party. The two Nascent Soul cultivators glanced at each other, and they both felt a little more careful.

The two backed away and directly gave up a distance of tens of meters. The two did not make a move immediately, looking at each other's battle group.

Glancing at each other, they both understood what the other meant. Seeing that the two Nascent Soul cultivators were not too different from the cultivator at the beginning of the Infant Transformation, they both began to adjust their cultivation and prepare for the final fight.

The two of them formed another tacit understanding. As long as the other party decides the victory or defeat, they will attack at the same time to kill the remaining person.

If one of the Nascent Soul cultivators dies in battle, they will fight, and if the Infant Transformation cultivator dies, they will also fight. The two are still a team now, and only when they defeat each other will they compare their victories with each other.

The Infant Bian cultivator was obviously a little bit stronger. Not long after, a Nascent Soul was hit with a palm, and his body was paralyzed.

At the same time, the other two Nascent Soul cultivators made a move, and the three of them fought that Nascent Soul cultivator at the same time.

The Infant Transformation cultivator was obviously overwhelmed, because his cultivation base was only in the early stage of Infant Transformation, and he was forced to upgrade to Infant Transformation, which was better than the late Nascent Soul Stage. In a few years, he was able to kill these three people with a wave of his hand, it seems that his life will be explained here.

Sometimes there were swords and guns in the sky, and sometimes flashes of spiritual light. Gradually, the baby monk became exhausted, and his body was always covered by the magic weapon of the three of them.

"The field is shrinking again. This is the last field shrinking. Time is running out. Hurry up for points!"

Now there are only nine high platforms with protective shields, that is to say, as long as they fly away from the high platforms, they will encounter ten thousand blades and dismember corpses, leaving nothing in the world and turning into fly ash.

Ning Xiaofan saw that there were only three people on the field, and the Infant Transformation cultivator died in battle. He never thought that he would die in the hands of a Nascent Soul cultivator in his life, and seriously injured a Nascent Soul cultivator on the verge of life and death.

There were only three Nascent Soul cultivators on the stage, and one of them was lying on the ground. The two cultivators standing there looked at each other at the same time, and they immediately started to fight.

Because they saw that the man lying on the ground had already lost his combat effectiveness, and now as long as he killed him, he could become the only person on the pillar.

The two fought directly, one of them held a fairy sword, a fifth-grade spiritual sword, and the spiritual sword flickered between the heavens and the earth, driving the spiritual power to turn into cyclones, constantly impacting the opposite cultivator.

The cultivator on the opposite side held a flower basket, and every time he took out a flower from it, the world would turn into a sea of ​​flowers, a duel between swords and flowers.

In the end, the spirit sword killed the flower basket cultivator directly, and walked towards the only opponent on the stage with the broken sword in his hand.

The person lying on the ground stood up slowly, "You, are you alright?"

"Haha, how could that hurt me."

"You, you, you liar? You liar."

"Haha, not only the hand, but also him."

With a flash of inspiration in his hand, the man directly hit Ning Xiaofan, with such sharp eyes, he could find his position at once.

"My friend, let's try again later."

Ning Xiaofan nodded, and saw a flash of inspiration in the man's hand, and a bell flew into the air, directly covering the Nascent Soul cultivator opposite him.

I saw the flames flickering, but Xiang, the only Nascent Soul cultivator with only one breath left, died tragically like this.

"Good trick."

Ning Xiaofan looked at the wind and fire hood, it was just five pieces of magical artifacts, and the other party looked like he was only a Nascent Soul?
The spiritual eyes flickered, the other party was a late-stage infant, not just the late-stage, did it hide its cultivation?

"How far can your cultivation reach?"

Ning Xiaofan saw that the other party used secret methods to hide his cultivation, otherwise his method would not be so strong, he could kill a Nascent Soul cultivator with a wave of his hand, he is not just an infant transformation, he is the pinnacle of infant transformation, he is a one-step enter The old monster in the fusion period.

There are quite a few people like this in Xuanwu Star. If there are few monks like this in Demon Realm, there are many such demon races, and there are also many such soul races. If he is on Suzaku Star, he is a peak-level figure, or even higher.

"Haha, good boy, can you see my cultivation?"

In the Demon Realm Competition, the cultivation base can only reach the late stage of infant transformation. If the cultivation base is too high, the managers are afraid that they will not be able to control the situation, so there are powerful families and let the monks compress the cultivation base, which is equivalent to a downgrade blow.

This is similar to a dimensionality reduction strike. The magic weapon in the hands of a strong man, and the strong man's understanding of the law, is very difficult for a monk at the next level to win.

"Your cultivation base is the integration stage?"

"Haha, boy, you are very good, but you are participating in the battle of the demon gods. If you are not here, I can let you go."

Ning Xiaofan also nodded, "You can see my invisibility, you are not bad, few people in the world can see my invisibility."

The two praised each other for a few words, and then the real contest began. With a flash of inspiration in the man's hand, three wind and fire shields appeared in the air.

I went, "Is this your real strength?"

That person's eyes turned cold, he couldn't be a bit sloppy about the battle of the demon gods, he didn't know who was standing opposite him!

The three wind and fire shields came out together, and the one facing the wind and fire shield came down, and three fire dragons rushed towards Ning Xiaofan.

Ning Xiaofan's body flickered, and he appeared on the other side of the high platform. He didn't dare to let the wind and fire cover, even for a while, because the Nascent Soul cultivator just turned into green smoke in just one instant, not even a Nascent Soul. chance of survival.

"Boy, you can't escape."

I saw that the aura of the wind and fire cover is getting thicker and thicker, and will soon cover the entire platform, and there is not much time for Ning Xiaofan.