Chapter 760: Rolling Sweeping Across the Audience, the Heavenly Arrogance, the Lower Realm

"Why is it happening like that!"

Li Mucheng covered his face with his hands, feeling that he should be considered a social death this time.

"Not coming back yet?"

Li Mucheng's elders quickly stretched out their hands, sucked him off the field, and reprimanded him severely.

Zhou Fengyuan, Li Mucheng and others who were present were secretly found by the city master of Tianmiao Holy City.

Therefore, their elders did not know why their younger generation would challenge the disciples of the Misty Sect.

In their opinion, these juniors are crazy about being famous.

"In the second game, the disciples of the Misty Sect won."

The wine madman announced the result of the sparring, and then took a big mouthful of medicinal wine, enjoying it, and wanted to continue drinking.

"Is there anyone else who wants to continue to learn from each other?"

After drinking alcohol, he looked around for a week and asked.

"I come!"

Another young Tianjiao appeared.

She is a woman!

This person is about 1.8 meters tall, with long legs, wearing a dress similar to a red cheongsam with a very high slit, and holding a thin sword in each hand.

His cultivation has reached the fourth level of the Divine Origin Realm!

"Tianmiao Holy City, Wen Ling, please enlighten me."

Wen Ling glanced at the seats where the Misty Sect disciples were, as if looking for an opponent.

"Let me come and meet you."

Ji Ziling put down the book in her hand and stood up slowly, her ankle-length purple hair dancing wildly in the wind.

"It's Fairy Ziling!"

"That is a living textbook. She knows countless spells, magical powers, and allusions. She is the most famous talented girl in the Misty Sect. At the same time, she is also the administrator of the library."

"What is an administrator?"

"It's a job like an elder,

To manage the entire library, his status in the library is second only to the head of Ye. "

The appearance of Ji Ziling immediately caused a sensation.

"Junior Sister Ziling, Wen Ling is at the fourth level of the Divine Origin Realm, are you sure you can win?" Jia Yulan was very worried.

"Don't worry, I can do it." Ji Ziling blinked and walked out slowly, the breath on her body gradually improved, reaching the peak of the third level of the Divine Origin Realm.

She is a small realm lower than Wen Ling!

Wen Ling kept in mind that his mission was to defeat the disciples of the Misty Sect, so regardless of whether Ji Ziling's cultivation was lower than his own, he still stood out.

"That being the case, you and I will fight!"

high in the air.

Wen Ling took the lead in launching the attack as the word "start" was pronounced by the drunkard.

She threw her double swords vigorously.

They turned into two white real dragon phantoms, and the scales on their bodies flickered with cold light, attacking Ji Ziling from left to right.

"Formation, Tianyuan Shield!"

Ji Ziling didn't panic at all.

At the same time, her hands depicted the formation, a purple formation appeared under her feet, and a lavender light curtain rose up, forming a hemispherical shield, which firmly protected her.

Clang clang!

The two white real dragon phantoms continued to impact.

However, the Tianyuan Shield just kept shaking on the surface, and there was no sign of being broken.

"Killing formation, Abyss Demon King!"

Ji Ziling painted the pattern with both hands again, and an abyss appeared behind him, like a huge crack in the void, from which countless cold breaths emerged.

Indistinctly, a heart-pounding cry could be heard.

"Roar!"

Dozens of black devil heads jumped out of it, holding a giant axe and wings on their backs, each of them reaching the peak level of the inferior demon emperor, wrapped in a fierce breath, and killed them.

"This is the Summoning Array!"

"To be able to summon abyss devils, and there are dozens of them at once, Ji Ziling's formation skills are very high!"

The powerhouses of the major forces saw the essence through the phenomenon, and they felt that Ji Ziling was really a genius.

"Back!"

Facing the rush of dozens of inferior demon emperors at the peak level, Wen Ling was terrified, and quickly recalled the phantoms of white real dragons transformed by two flying swords to block the demons.

tear it up!

More than a dozen abyss demons were torn apart by the white real dragon phantom, and then screamed and vanished.

However, the remaining abyss demons continued to bite.

They are not afraid of death and are extremely ferocious.

Click!

The two white real dragon phantoms were unable to resist the powerful siege of the abyss demon and began to shatter, turning into two flying swords full of cracks and falling back into Wen Ling's hands.

"I surrender!"

Wen Ling decisively opened his mouth.

Ji Ziling's cultivation base is lower than her, but her attainment in formation is too high, even in the face of the fifth level of the gods, she can counter pressure and is very strong.

"As expected of Fairy Ziling, she's amazing!"

Ji Ziling has a large number of fans.

They came from all major sects, and they were all cheering at the moment, making Ji Ziling's name resounding in all directions.

"Congratulations to Misty Sect's Tianjiao who has won all three battles. Will anyone continue to challenge?"

The drunkard looked around and asked with a smile.

"I'm coming!" Another Tianjiao from the fourth level of the Divine Origin Realm appeared. This time, his opponent was Qiao Jiaxi.

"start!"

The alcoholic did not continue to peel, and shouted loudly.

Facing the almost invincible Qiao Jiaxi, this Tianjiao from Tianmiao Holy City had nothing to do.

Bang bang bang!

Qiao Jiaxi faced this person's attack and punched down three times, causing the Tianjiao to be in severe pain and smashed to the ground, completely defeated.

"Is there anyone else to fight?"

The alcoholic looked around for a week.

"I come!"

Unsurprisingly, another Tianjiao appeared.

The lord of Tianmiao Holy City has arranged ten arrogances at the level of the gods, all of them are very powerful, he does not believe that the disciples of the misty sect can follow.

"Next, it's my turn to appear."

Long Tianxing roared and turned into a real dragon in the second stage. With a swipe of the tail, the opponent collapsed and flew out.

In this battle, a rolling victory!

However, Tianjiao arranged by the lord of Tianmiao Holy City did not give up, and another newcomer appeared immediately.

"This battle, it's my turn."

Jia Yulan takes the stage.

She clenched her hands and used the top-level magical "Wan Hua Shen Feng" created by Ye Feng on the basis of the spell "Falling Flowers", and her whole body was quickly wrapped in countless pink petals.

They were like a storm, but they swept through the void and knocked Jia Yulan's opponent to the ground.

Another crushing victory!

Afterwards, the sparring continues.

In addition to Li Jiaojiao, the remaining true disciples such as Huo Yunjie, Mo Ying, Shi Lei appeared one after another.

Without exception!

They crushed their opponents with one move and created a ten-game winning streak for the disciples of the Misty Sect, which attracted the shock of the powerhouses from all sides.

"As expected of the true disciple of the Misty Sect, he has won all ten battles, and several of them were crushing games. He is really strong!"

"Disciple of Misty Sect, yyds!"

Everyone stood up and cheered, applauding thunderously.

behind the scenes.

Through a round mirror, Yin Rurong watched the disciples of the Misty Sect swept away Wen Ling, Zhou Fengyuan and other younger generation arrogances, gritted her teeth in anger, and slapped the mirror.

"Even the disciples of the Misty Sect can't beat them. What's the use of you, a bunch of useless trash!"

Yin Rurong gritted his teeth in anger.

If it wasn't for the fear of being recognized, she really wanted to release an incarnation, pretending to be the arrogance of a certain force, to sweep the disciples of the Misty Sect, so as to discredit the Misty Sect.

...

Misty Zong, Zongmen Square.

"Next, are there any fellow Daoists who need to learn from each other?" As the referee, the drunkard always had a smiling face and a soft voice.

"I'm coming!" Someone else appeared.

However, this person did not challenge the disciples of the Misty Sect, but asked his old opponent to fight over the Zongmen Square.

After them, there are dozens of competitions.

Three hours later.

Ye Feng felt that the time was almost up.

He looked around and said:

"Fellow Daoists, the four-star star-raising ceremony of the Misty Sect has ended. Thank you for your support!"

Everyone felt that it was not enough.

The disciples of the Misty Sect won all ten battles, almost all of them were crushed, and there was no suspense.

As for the dozens of competitions that followed, although they were all good, everyone always felt that something was missing.

tear it up!

Suddenly, there was the sound of the sky shattering.

Immediately after.

A gloomy voice slowly spread.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

"So many people?"

"It seems that not only can I kill Ye Feng today, but I can also hit the major forces in the mainland of China, which is really a double-edged sword!"

When everyone heard the words, there was a kind of creepy feeling.

When they raised their heads, they could see that a huge crack appeared in the sky, and two stalwart figures walked out of it, wearing a set of colorful light armor, which was extraordinary.

"It's the fog saint, and the Lingwei Holy Emperor!"

Ye Feng looked at these two figures and found that they exuded pure and mighty holy might. They were not clones, but their real bodies!

boom!

The two holy places exuded terrifying coercion.

this moment.

The unstoppable majestic holy prestige overlapped and suppressed it fiercely, causing all the practitioners to stay in place.

Even if it is a four-turn Quasi-Saint, he can't break free.

"It's the real body of the Holy Land!"

"Ruined!"

Many cultivators looked horrified, as if they were approaching the end.