On this day, the mountains were misty and the rolling sea of ​​clouds came from the endless wilderness in the west, like a billions of legions, crossing the blue mountains and heading towards the ocean in the east.

It was already noon, and the golden sunlight penetrated the clouds and shot down like a pillar of light, making the entire blue mountains seem to be shrouded in the golden light.

Among the mountains and valleys, countless cranes fly, composing the grand scene of the immortal path in the air.

Today, the mountain on Douxiantai is even more powerful than a sword to the sky!

The Douxiantai seems to be a giant sword inserted into the sky, with the tip pointing to the east, and it has a domineering and will to defy the will! There is no flat surface on the upper surface, and all the places where you can stand are very tilted. Not to mention that ordinary disciples are fighting, they are already capable of standing firmly on this Douxiantai.

Because of this slanted surface, in today's battle, the most errand disciples in the Tongtian Sword Sect must not be able to watch the battle. Those who can stand here and watch must at least be in the seventh level of the mortal body-building realm.

With this alone, Douxiantai is more solemn than climbing to Xiantai.

This Douxiantai forbids the cranes from leaping, so the disciples rushed up on foot. When they arrived at the real battle, they were actually a little tired.

On the vast immortal platform, looking around, the heads were moving, and the immortal disciples were waiting for the battle between the twelve core disciples with anticipation. The battle between the disciples of the Qi Condensing Realm was hard to come by.

Of course, Wu Yu is not a core disciple, but because he is involved in the struggle between the two supreme figures of the head and the sect, and his hatred with Situ Minglang, a one-year appointment, etc., are all very gimmicks, so today's viewers are looking forward to the battle between them!

"The Supreme Protector has arrived!"

The disciples who were originally noisy and loudly discussed closed their mouths for a moment. They looked at a beautiful woman in blue skirt falling in the sky with awe.

Although she is not young, the years have left no trace on her body. Instead, it has added her noble, solemn temperament and exquisite and atmospheric makeup, which is even more icing on the cake.

When Lan Huayun fell, the light and shadows around her changed. In a vague way, there seemed to be a dark blue lake behind her. She was like a woman falling in the water, and finally descended on the heads of everyone and landed on a golden and blue seat built by ten thousand swords.

That is the 'Ten Thousand Swords', which is the exclusive seat of the Supreme Protector. If others dare to sit around, at least in the Tongtian Sword Sect, it would be a death sentence.

Next to Lan Huayun, there were several old men, all of whom were profound in the immortals and important figures in the Sword Sect. One of them Wu Yu knew was the elder Mu Ge. Today, other elders, including Lan Huayun, were in charge, and Mu Ge presided over the selection of the supervisors of the Immortal Kingdom.

Naturally, the disciples of the younger generation had no seats, and they all stood, surrounding the central battlefield of Douxiantai. Even people like Su Yanli were among the crowd, but they were standing closest to the battlefield, and there were no other disciples within three feet of their side.

The selection of normal Immortal State supervisors will not be so grand. Today, Lan Huayun appeared in person, because Situ Minglang would participate in the war. Her appearance also made this selection become unprecedentedly grand and solemn.

Amid the crowd, Situ Minglang, dressed in blue, was chatting and laughing with the disciples at this time. Several of them were participants around him, but they had a very good relationship with Situ Minglang and were vaguely pleasing to him, which made Situ Minglang proud and even more casual. At this time, he definitely attracted the attention of most onlookers.

"Wu Yu."

Situ Minglang searched secretly for a week but didn't see Wu Yu.

"It turns out that as they said, he had no intention of coming to participate in the war, he just delayed the time and was afraid that I would kill him." Thinking of this, Situ Minglang sneered deeply in his heart.

I haven't seen Wu Yu yet, and I'm afraid many people think so in their hearts.

At this time, Elder Mu Ge stood up from his seat and asked, "The competition is about to begin. Have the twelve participants all arrived?"

Everyone looked around and saw that there were ten of the warriors who were already surrounded by Situ Minglang, and there were only eleven in total.

"Wu Yu, you haven't arrived yet."

Soon, many people answered one after another, and this kind of answer was accompanied by a kind of contempt and disgust. Wu Yu did not arrive today, which confirmed the speculation of most of the disciples in these days. He participated in the selection battle purely because he was afraid that Situ Minglang would kill him.

"I, Tongtian Sword Sect, have a shameless person. I heard that a few days ago, he even picked up the monkey-headed fruit that Situ Minglang threw on the ground and stomped."

After saying this, a burst of booing sounded around him. As disciples of the Immortal Way, they were naturally not ashamed of this cowardly behavior.

"You know too little. It is said that Wu Yu crawled under Situ Minglang's crotch and picked up the monkey-head fruit. A mere monkey-head fruit actually told him that he had no backbone. It's really me..."

Before this person could finish his words, elder Mu Ge looked around for a while, and finally his eyes were fixed on Su Yanli, and he said aloud: "Nephew Yan Li, you have a good friend with Wu Yu, go and invite him, don't waste time."

He naturally knew that Wu Yu would definitely not have been afraid of death.

"Okay." Su Yanli also prepared this way. Today is a special day for Wu Yu, and it is the final test of the supreme master of the sect, and he cannot not come.

“No need.”

At this moment, a sound full of breath sounded after the dense crowd. Everyone turned around quickly and saw a tall, tall, thin, but actually tight muscles, like a strong cheetah, strode to the Douxiantai.

When they came behind everyone, under the pressure of their cold eyes with golden lights, everyone subconsciously retreated a passage for him, allowing Wu Yu to quickly and smoothly arrive in front of Su Yanli.

"It's only a few days, why have you grown so much?" Su Yanli's beautiful eyes flashed with deep shock, and his rosy cherry lips were slightly opened. Wu Yu would have been so surprised that he had never seen her.

After careful comparison, Su Yanli was tall, but Wu Yu was half a head taller than her at this time, and Situ Minglang only reached Wu Yu's chest.

"The reason for practicing these days." Wu Yu smiled slightly, and his confident smile was like the sunshine pouring over the clouds, showing a masculine charm. In this way, he made the people who were talking behind their backs close their mouths and looked at each other in a glance, and everyone could be seen as being embarrassed.

"Wu Yu!" Situ's Minglang's gaze burned to Wu Yu. This is not a good sign. He was originally the core of everyone's gaze. Why can Wu Yu steal his gaze when he comes?

For a moment, thunder flashed in his eyes. There were still five battles ahead, but he could no longer wait. The fire in his heart was still running upwards without him restraining it.

"Minglang is just a humble ant, but you are so angry that you are not worthy of becoming my disciple of Lan Huayun." It was not until Lan Huayun's words that Situ Minglang's heart was cold, suppressing his strong murderous intent, and continuing his chat and laughter.

Seeing this, Mu Ge directly announced: "Since you are all here, then you won't waste time. For the first battle, you don't need to call me, get out and fight."

The exciting moment came, and everyone finally stopped paying attention to Wu Yu, but was full of expectations and watched the battle between the core disciples! At this moment, the hot start!

The two young prides of the Qi Condensing Realm came to the central battlefield in just a few steps. In front of everyone, they first greeted each other, and then started fighting directly.

"Taoism, magic weapon!"

This is the first time Wu Yu has seen these two exclusive Qi Condensation Realm so clearly. Both are holding a sword. The long sword is different from the Demon-Suppressing Sword. Perhaps the Demon-Suppressing Sword is sharper, but the magic weapon has the power of immortality and has a huge bonus to the caster's ability!

Moreover, different magic weapons have many different functions. Judging from the records in the "Dongsheng Shenzhou Record", magic weapons can even be fixed and release poisonous fog and other unimaginable effects.

As for Taoist art, it is even more incredible to use magic power. The simplest ones, such as wind induced, thunder control, fire control, etc., are countless, with great power. If you use Taoist art, you will be considered a god in the eyes of mortals.

"Little Junior Brother!" Just when Wu Yu was so impressed, his shoulder was suddenly slapped, which scared Wu Yu. With his current level, being able to come behind him secretly and pat his shoulder without knowing it, which means that the other party is very strong.

If he stabbed his sword into his back, then he would be dead at this time.

He suddenly turned around and saw a man dressed in a scholar standing beside Su Yanli, dressed in pure black, wearing a high hat, shaking a folding fan in his hand, and depicting many graceful and charming women in exposed clothes. Looking closely, the man looked handsome, with a thorny beard, and seemed serious, but in fact, his eyes were flashing from time to time, as smart as a fox.

At this time, the man was looking at him with interest, amazed.

Su Yanli gave the man a blank look and said a little angrily: "Senior Brother Third, don't tease him. He is about to join the war."

The man glared at him and said, "Why am I? I am the one who is here to support my junior brother today." Seeing his funny look makes people feel intimate.

Wu Yu understood his identity. He turned out to be the third disciple of the supreme Fengxueya, Su Yanli's senior brother. It seems that his ability is definitely better than Su Yanli. Fortunately, he seems to appreciate himself, otherwise he would not have called himself the junior brother without any settlement.

"My junior brother, let me know you. I am the third disciple of Old Man Feng, named Mo Shishu. Just call me the third senior brother." He was obviously dressed as a scholar, but his tone was like a hooligan.

"Uncle Mo? Third Senior Brother?" Wu Yu was fainted. Is it my uncle or senior brother?

"He is a poem and book of poetry and books. He always takes advantage of others with his name. If you look back, you can ask your master to give you the name Mo Shizhi." Su Yanli, who is indifferent on weekdays, spoke much more relaxed when he met Mo Shishu. It seems that the relationship between them is really good.

"Hey, junior sister, don't do anything randomly. I'm convinced. I can't bear to fall on your pomegranate skirt? By the way, you are so concerned about this junior brother. To be honest, can you want the old cow to eat tender grass? "

Mo Shishu shook the folding fan in his hand and said humbly.

"Ask for a fight!" Su Yanli had no choice but to treat him, and he didn't look like he was a senior brother at all.

At this moment, I heard them fighting and making trouble, but I didn't expect that the winner had been decided on the battlefield, and the first Immortal State Supervisor was born. It was getting closer and closer to the battle between Wu Yu and Situ Minglang.
Chapter completed!