Qiankun Gourd

Three years later, with the help of the small gourd, Ye Feng's cultivation finally broke through to the ninth level of True Immortal, and he also cultivated the "Divine Thunder Art" to the ninth level.

Wangcai also entered the eighth level of True Immortal, and the Golden Ape entered the sixth level of True Immortal.

The ninth day of September is the day when the geniuses from the fourth-class sects who are in the realm of true immortals participate in the grand ceremony of snatching pills.

More than one hundred cultivators from the True Immortal Realm gathered on the square paved with white marble on Xiantai Mountain. All of these cultivators were the best in the True Immortal Realm from various major sects.

Ye Feng hid his cultivation to the level of an eighth-rank True Immortal, and stood behind the crowd, appearing inconspicuous.

The people around were whispering to each other.

Suddenly, a yellow light came from the horizon, and then an old man in a yellow robe and white hair appeared.

The white-haired old man exuded a powerful aura. Even when Ye Feng used the "Blue Light Divine Eyes", he was unable to see the other party's cultivation level. It can be seen that the old man's cultivation level is unfathomable.

"Xuanxian?"

Ye Feng was immediately shocked. His "Blue Light Divine Eyes" could see the cultivation level of anyone as long as it was not two levels higher than his own. However, he could not see it for this old man. He boldly guessed that this old man was at least at the level of Xuanxian.

"My dear friends, I am the steward of the Immortal Palace and I am in charge of this competition!"

"I think everyone should know that only the top three can obtain the 'Human Emperor Immortal Pill'!"

"The method and rules of the competition are very simple!"

"I will cast a spell to open up a competition space in a moment!"

"After entering the space, you will get a random venue and opponent!"

"The winner will enter the next round, and the three final winners will receive the Human Emperor Pill as a reward."

"Do you understand?"

The old man transmitted the message loudly.

"Follow the law!"

Hundreds of True Immortal Realm monks in the square clasped their fists and saluted at the same time.

"it is good!"

The old man nodded slightly in satisfaction, then he made a hand gesture and runes floated to the square below. Soon a portal about a hundred feet high appeared in the square.

"Okay, you can enter now!"

Upon hearing this, everyone turned into a beam of light and flew into the portal.

Ye Feng followed everyone and flew towards the portal.

Then, there was a flash of light before his eyes, and Ye Feng appeared above a sea of ​​fire.

"The illusion of a sea of ​​fire, very interesting!"

Ye Feng glanced around and saw that everything around him was red, with waves of fire rolling under his feet. He smiled slightly.

At this moment, a young man in a red robe appeared not far ahead. The young man had a thin face, with a clown-like face painting, and had the cultivation level of a ninth-level True Immortal.

"After the two of them announced their names to each other, they began to compete, regardless of life or death!"

A mysterious voice sounded in the space.

"Zhu Xian Sect Wu Chou!"

The young man raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a wicked smile on his face.

"Ye Feng from Luxian Sect!"

Ye Feng bowed slightly.

"The competition can begin! The winner can enter the next round, and the loser will be eliminated."

The mysterious voice sounded again.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Chou quickly made a hand gesture and a fire dragon flew out from behind him. The fire dragon had bared fangs and claws, and seemed to be a hundred feet long.

Ouch...!

The fire dragon roared angrily and pounced towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng made a hand gesture and a blue water dragon flew out from behind him and pounced on the fire dragon.

"Humph, just an eighth-rank True Immortal!"

"How dare you confront me head-on!"

Wu Chou smiled proudly.

In a moment, the water dragon and the fire dragon were fighting each other in mid-air.

Because there was a sea of ​​fire all around, the fire dragon became more powerful and the water dragon was beaten back step by step.

There was a loud bang!

The water dragon was killed by the fire dragon in one pounce. The fire dragon was victorious and became even more powerful. It stared at Ye Feng with its two huge eyes, as if it wanted to eat Ye Feng.

Ouch ...!

The fire dragon roared again and swooped down towards Ye Feng from high above.

"As expected of a ninth-rank True Immortal, he is truly amazing!"

Ye Feng praised while smiling.

"It's too late now that you realize how powerful I am!"

Wu Chou mocked Ye Feng.

"Haha, I think you are happy too early!"

Ye Feng waved his hand, and a huge suction force sucked the fire dragon towards him.

The fire dragon was also confused. What was going on?

Just as the fire dragon hesitated, his body suddenly shrank, turned into a ball of fire, flew into Ye Feng's sleeve, and disappeared.

"How can this be?"

Wu Chou widened his eyes and looked at Ye Feng. He wiped his eyes hurriedly, fearing that he had seen it wrong. The other party had easily dissolved his fire dragon.

"Sir, if you only know fire-attributed magic, I think you should just admit defeat!"

"Because no matter what fire magic you use, it will be useless to me!"

Ye Feng said lightly with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"What a big tone! I just don't believe that a ninth-rank True Immortal like me can't defeat an eighth-rank True Immortal like you!"

Wu Chou did not want to admit defeat. He once again summoned a spell in his hand, and a huge hand burning with flames flew out from behind him and slapped Ye Feng fiercely.

"Let me see how you catch it!"

Ye Feng stood there motionless, opened his mouth wide, and a ball of fire shot out. The ball of fire instantly turned into a big hand and slapped the opponent's flaming hand.

There was a loud rumbling sound!

The two huge flaming hands collided with each other in an instant, making a loud explosion.

Wu Chou's flaming hand was dispersed by a slap, and Ye Feng's flaming hand slapped towards Wu Chou.

"What? You also know fire-attributed magic?"

"What kind of magic is this? It's so powerful!"

When Wu Chou saw this, he was so scared that he retreated hastily. He thought that his fire-attributed magic was already very powerful, but he didn't expect that the opponent's fire-attributed magic was even more powerful.

He summoned a spell in his hand, and a high wall wrapped in flames appeared not far in front of him.

Bang!

Ye Feng's flaming hand slapped the high wall, and the wall shattered.

A huge force rushed towards Wu Chou, and Wu Chou hurriedly circulated the magic power in his body to stabilize his body.

Whoosh!

The flaming hand instantly transformed into a flame and pounced towards him.

"It seems that I must use this treasure!"

Wu Chou hurriedly activated the magic formula again, and a grey fan flew out, with a Yin-Yang Bagua painted on the front and back.

The gray fan waved gently, and a whirlwind shot out and rushed towards Ye Feng's flames.

Under the attack of the whirlwind, Ye Feng's flames were dispersed.

"What kind of treasure is this? It can actually fan my Samadhi True Fire!"

Ye Feng frowned slightly and was suddenly surprised.

"Haha! This is the Bagua Fan, a fourth-grade immortal treasure. Even if your flames are powerful, they can't stop the whirlwind of the Bagua Fan!"

Seeing that Ye Feng's flames were dispersed, Wu Chou became very proud.

"Catch me a fan!"

The Bagua fan waved gently again, and a whirlwind shot towards Ye Feng again.

"Ha ha!"

"All right!"

Ye Feng smiled coldly, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot. The next moment, he appeared behind Wu Chou. A green sword pierced into Wu Chou's back with a "swish".

Before Wu Chou could react, he felt a sharp pain in his back and screamed in pain.

"ah...!"

"So fast..."

"Impossible... I am a ninth-rank immortal, and you are only an eighth-rank immortal..."

"Humph, go to hell!"

Ye Feng smiled coldly.

Wu Chou fell to the ground with a thud.

"Ye Feng, just wait. I will definitely avenge this!"

No one knew what magic Wu Chou used, but he managed to save his Nascent Soul. His Nascent Soul was instantly teleported out of this place.

"This guy is not simple, he actually escaped"

Ye Feng was very surprised.

Ye Feng originally wanted to take away the other party’s treasures and the storage magic weapon on his body, but was stopped by a mysterious voice.

"After winning, you cannot take away the opponent's treasure!"

"Ye Feng wins and can enter the next round of competition!" A mysterious voice sounded.