The No. 421 contestant, a scattered immortal, looked at the announced list and held the first competition with Mo Xian of No. 67. He was eager to get the mulberries of Fusang, but he had no confidence, although his skills were very famous among the casual cultivators. There was one rule that made him feel more at ease, that is, he was not allowed to be beaten to death on stage, otherwise he would be disqualified.

The opponent is Mo Xian. He remembers that as long as he enters the top 135, his luck is not that bad! He has to go back and prepare and strive to defeat this person named Mo Xian.

After seeing it, he returned to his camp. He was not qualified to live in the inn, so he just found a place nearby, built a thatched hut, and arranged a simple formation around him. He had just returned to his temporary residence, and someone came to him at this time.

"Cui Linhai, are you Cui Linhai?" asked a guard-like man.

"I am Cui Linhai, who are you?" A trace of confusion flashed in Cui Linhai's eyes.

"Your number 421?" The visitor asked again.

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"Do you want to get the mulberries from Fuso?"

"How do I make it to get the mulberries of Fusang?" Cui Linhai knew that there were no steamed buns for free, he was a smart person.

"Very good! You just need to kill the opponent in the game."

"What, isn't this a way out?" Cui Linhai called.

The guard took out a jade box from his arms and a long needle with green and black gas wrapped around it. From time to time, he emitted fire and said, "There are mulberries in this jade box, and this soul-destroying needle will also be yours. As long as you kill Mo Xian, these things are yours. The reason you participated in the ring competition is for mulberries, and you may not be able to get one, but as long as you agree, mulberries are yours!"

Cui Linhai's eyes were filled with strong strength, and he swallowed and said, "What if I don't agree?"

"I think you will be a smart person, don't you agree? You said you can walk out of Fusang Island...?`c?om"

"Okay. I promise, you keep the things and I want to improve my strength."

"Happy, here is a jade prose. It contains the method of refining the true fire of the sun and how to control the soul-destroying needle. Since you agree, my master is a cheerful person."

"Then... I'm going to start preparing and I won't entertain you." Cui Linhai was about to ask who his master was, and he swallowed the words. He swallowed them, but it would be better not to ask, "Don't worry, I will treat it as if it wasn't."

"Okay, you are a smart person." After the guard said that, he left home. After turning a few turns, his face began to change and became a stranger. At this time, even Cui Linhai looked at him, he would not recognize him.

Cui Linhai sat quietly for a while and calmed down his mind. Although he was very curious, he could imagine that Mo Xian had offended some major forces. It seemed that he was one of the three sects and thirteen islands. It was very good! A person without a heart will face a person with a heart, and he dared not kill himself. But he could kill him. Mo Xian, water would blame me, on the road to immortal cultivation. Everyone will seize the opportunity, you are my opportunity.

Cui Linhai activated the protective array around him, took out the jade box, looked at the purple-red mulberries, like agate, and wanted to refine pills. The effect was better, but it was not easy for a casual cultivator to refine pills, especially if this kind of genius treasure was placed on his body, once the news leaked, it would often cause a disaster of killing. It would be better to take it. Although the medicine was less effective, it was enough.

He first used his spiritual sense to look at the Jade Priest, which was indeed the practice of the Sun True Fire and the sacrifice method of the soul-destroying needle.

He carefully put the mulberries into his mouth. Although he knew that the mulberries were very cool, he felt like a piece of charcoal. A stream of heat was falling down the esophagus. He felt a coolness, but in his consciousness, a ball of fire suddenly spread. He seemed to hear the screams of the golden crow. He saw a day before his eyes, and three-legged black crows appeared in the sun. Gradually, the golden crows occupied his vision. He even felt that he was a golden crow, bathed in a raging flame. He sat cross-legged on the cushion, and his body suddenly shot out three feet of flames. His clothes and cushions lit up, and even the thatched huts were lit. Fortunately, he had a formation outside the house, and at this time the fog was not seen by others...?`

He opened his eyes and his body was naked. He thought about it and hurriedly took out his clothes from the Qiankun bag. He was overjoyed when he saw that the ground was melting within three feet of his seat.

The hut was gone, and he took out the soul-destroying needle from the Qiankun bag. The needle was covered with miniature talismans. Green and black smoke accompanied by fire, and he dared not grab it with his hands. He took it from the box and dripped blood to refine it. This blood refining method was the fastest. Once the blood was immersed, the soul-destroying needle quickly brightened. The talisman lit up and flowed like water waves, sucking the green and black smoke into it.

The needle was hanging in front of him, turning sharply. Each time he turned, a different light appeared on the surface. After three rotations, the needle turned into a weak point and threw it into his body.

This is a magic weapon, and it is very insidious. Once the needle is caught, the soul will be immediately tormented. Cui Linhai further doubted whether Mo Xian had done anything. He made one of the three sects and thirteen islands hate him so much, and he must die.

On the open space on the island, there are thirty-six arenas. Yesterday, there was not. This is a magic weapon. The magic weapon of the Sanshan Sect is a treasure handed down by the predecessor of the Sanshan Sect. This senior likes to refine weapons and has a deep understanding of the laws of space. He feels that the Sanshan Sect has few arenas and disciples cannot communicate. He takes the thirty-six heavenly gangs and refines thirty-six arenas, and the number is controlled at will. From one to thirty-six. When not in use, it is only the size of a palm, but when it is used, it can hold thousands of people for competition and viewing. The interior contains a small space. From the outside, it seems that it is only about acre.

The Sanshan Sect specially used this treasure to form a competition venue, and everyone flocked in, but at the scene, one of the Thirteen Island Masters of the Three Sects did not arrive, and only their elders and others came. They sat up high and looked up at the entire thirty arena. The others were divided into two categories, one was the competition, and the other was the audience, who watched in front of the arena of interest.

Mo Xian was in the second game, located in the 31st arena. The competition started at the right time. When it was right, no matter what kind of magic, the two of them jumped onto the ring and showed their magical powers. It was amazing that there seemed to be an invisible border on the edge of the ring, and people could enter and exit, but magical powers could not go beyond the line. No matter what kind of magic the two on the stage cast, they did not have to worry about hurting the innocent audience below.

The cheers were heard one after another, and everyone on the stage showed their magical powers. Mo Xian watched for a while and the level of participating in the competition was between Foundation Building and Golden Pill. There were fewer golden elixir monks, and most of them were condensed Tiangang. In terms of realm, there was not much difference, and each person's combat power and experience played a decisive role.

Even the Jindan monks have just entered the Jindan shortly after they entered the Jindan. Although they have advantages over the Foundation Establishment monks within the third turn of the Golden Dan, some of the Foundation Establishment monks are good at fighting, and some even surpass ordinary Jindan monks. Generally speaking, it is fair to compete.

Half an hour later, the first game was over. Although many monks were injured, none of them died.

An elder announced the start of the second game. Mo Xian slowly stepped onto the 31st ring, but Cui Linhai stepped forward and jumped onto the ring, with his elegant body movements, which attracted a lot of praise.

When he got into the arena, Mo Xian realized that it was very vast inside, not less than a little. From outside, he looked only a few feet inside. Mo Xian secretly praised that he must have used the Taiyu technique. Mo Xian even wanted to sit in it and experience how the space inside suddenly works.

The referee said it and left the court, with only two people left in the court, and everyone in the audience seemed to be very far away. Mo Xian bowed and said, "Please!"

I felt that the other party had a murderous intent and couldn't help but frown. The other party accidentally showed the murderous intent. Doesn't the other party know the rules, or does the other party usually have murderous intent?

The other party also bowed: "Please!"

He took the initiative to attack, without even testing, and directly hit Mo Xian with a sword light. What's even more sinister is that his sword light was very fierce, but it covered him with a secret release of the soul-destroying needle, which was completely a trick to take human life. Fortunately, Mo Xian was very sensitive to information, so he felt that a trace of green and black ghost flashed in his strong and dazzling sword light. It was extremely fast. Even after Mo Xian refined his body, he had reached the level of the Nascent Soul, and was also very surprised. A ray of dim light came first, and Mo Xian felt that he could not touch it.

He took a sudden step to the side and punched it out. The needle whistled past, and the punch was hitting the side of the needle. The needle collapsed and flew out more than ten feet, but it drew a dim arc of black light, and continued to fly towards Mo Xian.

At this time, his sword was approaching. Mo Xian thought about it, and the Yin Talisman Sword behind him flew up like a ray of light. After cutting off the sword light, a sword was sealed out horizontally. The soul-destroying needle just arrived. With a loud noise, the needle did not cut off and flew again.

In the eyes of outsiders, the two of them changed their moves in a flash, and Cui Linhai flew into a sword, but Mo Xian did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him, but returned to the sword and sealed it horizontally. The people watching the audience were a little confused. The needle light was too dim and they did not show up.

Cui Linhai's body shook slightly, his flying sword broke, and he was also backfired. He realized that Mo Xian was indeed not simple. While he took back the soul-destroying needle, he opened his mouth, and a ball of real fire roared out, and a golden crow appeared. The golden crow sang a bird's cry. Under his wings, the sun's real fire was like an avalanche. In a blink of an eye, the entire arena turned into a sea of ​​fire.

"Sun True Fire!" Someone who was onlookers immediately shouted. They had a question in their minds, since they had cultivated the true fire of the sun, why do they still have to compete for mulberries?

Cui Linhai was not relieved, and an iron seal appeared in his hand. The iron seal became bigger in the air. In Mo Xian's eyes, it was even as big as a mountain. In the eyes of the audience, the iron seal appeared and the entire arena was smashed down fiercely under his shadow.

Everyone also realized that this was not a competition, but a direct result of human life. They even suspected that the two were enemies of life and death.

Mo Xian was in the fire and showed a sneer on his face. No matter how he was stunned, he could see that the situation was wrong. On that day, Qianxuzi not only spread the truth fire of Samadhi, but also the true water of Tianyi was always warming in the orifice, and he moved.

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