Immortal cultivator is divided into great death

No matter how Ye Xiu proceeds with his next death plan, let's turn our attention back to Long Yu.

Today is 25 and [-]. After rounds of elimination, those who can stay are basically the elites of this generation.

Before the start of the competition, there was a routine lecture and lottery. Long Yu still adhered to the practice of being ugly, and got a difficult opponent.

Tree Soul, the head disciple of the Ghost Sect, is in the middle of his body, and the magic weapons he has used so far are the Six Souls Mirror and the Soul Suppression Staff, and he is good at controlling ghosts.

【Practice Tips: The six-hundred soul mirror, the seventh-grade magic weapon, can illuminate people's ghosts, make people dizzy, lose the power to resist, and the attack method is extremely concealed, and it is impossible to guard against.

Soul Suppressing Stick, a seventh-grade magic weapon, is made of the trunk of a thousand-year-old pagoda tree. It has the effect of gathering yin and calming souls.

Note: Disciples of different levels hold different grades of soul-suppressing sticks, which are determined by the ranking in the sect]

Long Yu looked at the official information in his hand. This is available to every contestant. However, it is useless. If you haven't seen his battle, you can't make a detailed response plan.

"This match...is not easy to fight."

Ye Xiu looked at the list in his hand and frowned slightly.

It was another hard fight for Long Yu to face the tree soul...

"What? Worried about the little apprentice?" Xue He joked on the side, Hong He's opponent simply sent it off.

The disciples of the head of the Feisha sect are only in the early stage of ecstasy, and they are not enough to look at the late stage of ecstasy in Shanghonghe.

"That's your apprentice too."

"Huh?" Xue He raised his eyebrows, and smiled irrefutably, "Need me to send a letter?"

"No, I trust him."

Ye Xiu took a deep breath, he found that since accepting Long Yu, his gray hair was about to come out.

"It's started." Longshu reminded aloud.

The first one to play was Long Yu.

"Loose cultivator Longyu, please give me more advice."

"Youhun sect tree soul, please give me more advice."

As soon as the words fell, a burst of gray gas quickly spread to Long Yu's back and spread.

Seeing this, Long Yu frowned and threw out the Luoxia Lantern.

In the turbid gray mist in between, a cloud of clouds stands out, which is extraordinarily weird.

Yunxia Lantern, an eighth-rank magic weapon, can release clouds for defense, and has miraculous effects on spells.

This was specially prepared by Ye Xiu for him. Long Yu has a high melee combat ability and also has a fixed sky clock in defense. However, he can't easily expose the sky-defying effect of the fixed sky clock that can stop everything. Therefore, he specially searched for Luoxia. Give him a lamp to defend against various magic attacks.

In the mist, Long Yu was guarding the surroundings with a streamer sword in his hand. From time to time, various small monsters rushed out of the gray mist to attack Long Yu. If it wasn't for the Luoxia Lantern, he probably would have succeeded.

Looking at the skeleton mobs that were split apart by a sword, Long Yu thought, this should be constructed by spells, there is no way to go on like this, sooner or later the opponent will run out of patience and show flaws.

The audience outside watched and discussed among themselves, and the tree soul looked proudly at Long Yu being played and played by his phantoms in the mist, showing a nasty smile.

Yes, it's all an illusion.

This mist is only used to cover up these phantoms, and it has no destructive power at all.

For fun, the fear of the unknown, human nature, has always been like this.

Seeing this, Ye Xiu had no choice but to applaud this kid for his good intentions and methods.

I just don't know, when will Long Yu find out?

In the gray mist, under the cover of the sunset lantern, Long Yu killed another skeleton mob, "Damn it! You haven't played yet?!"

Seeing the skeleton mobs being split apart, Long Yu looked at the surrounding mist with a headache, what is this?

No matter it's the sound or the consciousness, it can't penetrate. Even when these little devils made of mana are killed by him, they don't have any spiritual power fluctuations...

and many more……

Long Yu raised his head, stared at the surroundings, closed it again and felt it for a while, then removed the sunset lamp.

Losing the protection of the Luoxia Lantern, the gray mist instantly enveloped him in it, and a clear smile appeared on the corner of Long Yu's mouth, "Sure enough."

"Looks like he's figured it out."

Xuehe smiled and raised his eyebrows, "It's not too stupid"

"Next, let's see how he breaks through the fog."

Nagarjuna recited the sound of the Buddha and watched the play cheerfully.

"You two→_→"

Ye Xiu was helpless, he was obviously himself, why did his personalities differ so much?

In the arena, the tree soul also noticed Long Yu's actions. Seeing that Long Yu removed the Luoxia Lantern and ignored the skeleton ghosts, allowing them to pass through his body, he understood that his trick had been seen through.

'Can't wait! '

The movements in the hands became faster.

All kinds of magic formulas, talismans, and formations were spread out by the tree soul centering on himself, forming a huge magic circle. This magic circle began to be arranged since Long Yu was trapped, but Long Yu cracked it at a much faster speed. Far beyond Tree Soul's expectations, according to his understanding, Long Yu is an extremely withdrawn person, such a person is often very vigilant, so he decided to use this method in an attempt to trap Long Yu until he deployed After finishing the descending formation and drawing Yin soldiers into his body, Long Yu would naturally be no longer his opponent.

However, the display is brutal.

Until Long Yu broke through the gray mist, the tree soul did not finish setting up the formation.

"I lost."

For things like formations, especially medium and large formations, without any infrastructure, you can either take your time and take an hour or two, or you can do it non-stop for half an hour. About an hour is enough, the tree soul belongs to the latter, and this way, if there is no external force intervening in the middle, it must not be stopped. If there is a little carelessness, the formation will explode, similar to a fryer.

Tree Soul, he is too confident.

Too much confidence in his own level of judging people, Long Yu is not withdrawn, he just doesn't like to talk.

"It's really a dramatic scene." Many viewers sighed like this.

The same is true for Long Yu. If it wasn't for the fact that the tree soul was too confident and chose to possess the spirit instead of summoning ghosts to attack as before, it would be hard to say whether he would win or lose. ...not easy to hide...

"Are you satisfied now?"

Xue He tilted his head and looked at Ye Xiu, his movements and expression were a little frivolous and evil, why didn't he remember that he had such a side?

Ye Xiu gave him a sideways look, but remained silent, expressing his contempt for Xuehe with silence.

"It's Zen language."

While talking, the next monk came to the stage, speaking in Zen language.

This is the first time Ye Xiu has seen Zen language make a move.

In the top [-], Zen Yu had a bye, and when the hundred entered fifty, Long Yu and Zen Yu had conflicts. Ye Xiu naturally looked at Long Yu, and when he turned around, he realized that Zen Yu had already dealt with his opponent. More than half an hour.

Now that I am 25 and [-], I finally have this opportunity.

This is the real cheap little apprentice.

As soon as he entered the stage, Zen Yu smiled and performed Buddhist rituals to his opponent, "Amitabha, little monk Tianlong Temple Zen Yu, please give me your advice~"

"Qianji Pavilion turns blood, please advise."

The other party was a handsome guy with a paralyzed face, and he didn't buy Zen language. He was holding a strangely shaped weapon that looked like a crossbow, his tone was cold, and he wore a half mask, like a killer.

"Thousand Machine Pavilion? Is it Yaoyue?"

"Ah."

Feeling the aura of Huaxue's body, it is very similar to the technique passed on to Yaoyue back then, presumably it is from Yaoyue's lineage.

"After Yaoyue followed me into the Devil's Cult, she didn't establish her own sect. Instead, she became a leisurely elder who didn't care about business. She took in a few apprentices, and he left all the affairs assigned to him to the apprentices. , Later, several apprentices also grew up, and I ordered them to set up the Qianji Pavilion to gather the Seven Islands."

"Oh oh."

"Qianji Pavilion specializes in assassination work, and the weapons used are mostly silent and powerful weapons, hidden weapons, guns, etc. Your little monk must be practicing the lotus magic method, the poison dart hidden weapon of Qianji Pavilion , can break your golden lotus technique."

Regarding Xuehe's provocation, Nagarjuna didn't take it seriously, and smiled slightly, "Who said Zen language only learned the magic of the lotus flower?"

"Forehead……"

Xue He's complacent face froze.

"The magic of the lotus flower, the magic of the dragon and the elephant, Kurong Zen, and the Purdue Heart Sutra, everything I know, I have taught him."

"...You are not afraid of supporting him to death."

"Ha ha."

Facts have proved that having a good temper and not swearing does not mean that you are easy to bully. These smiling tigers are black when cut open!

The two were pinching each other, and the two of them had already started fighting on the field.

The body of Huaxue is ethereal, appearing from time to time, every time it appears, it must be attacked with hidden weapons, guns, poison darts, etc., and the speed is extremely fast. If the cultivation base is not enough, you can only see figures running around and overwhelming hidden weapon.

On the other hand, in Zen language, the two-shaped body of a dragon and a tiger, and the magical golden lotus falling out of thin air, accompanied by the sound of scriptures, flowers bloom and fall, and countless swastika Buddha seals collide with the overwhelming hidden weapons. , the two forms of dragon and tiger will rush over in an instant, trying to keep it behind.

The two moved and remained still, stalemate with each other, which feasted the eyes of the surrounding audience.

Whether it is the exquisite hidden weapon technique of Qianji Pavilion or the various supernatural powers of Buddhism, it is rare to encounter them once in normal times.

"This little monk is quite capable. Late out of body?"

Xuehe stopped the verbal war with Longshu, glanced at the situation in the arena, saw that the two were in a stalemate, and couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

"This round, the poor monk won."

Longshu dropped a white piece, penetrating the whole board, this game was lost by Xuehe.

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"Can you guys watch the game well!!! Also, aren't you drooling, when did you start playing chess!!!"

Glancing at the chessboard with only a few pieces, "Do you dare to play so hastily!!! At least play a few more pieces!!!"

"Quiet!" Xue He stared fiercely at Ye Xiu with his triangular eyes.

"Shut up." Long Shu put away the chessboard and cast a sideways glance at Ye Xiu.

It was quiet for a moment...

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