Chapter 39 Zongmen Dabi (4)

(During this season when day and night alternate between hot and cold, brothers and sisters, remember to run naked)

"Junior Brother Lin, admit it." Liu Yanqing put away her swords and her expression remained unchanged.

"It's my skills that are inferior to others." Lin Yi smiled wryly.

After a fierce battle, it ended in Lin Yi's defeat.

The next battle will be Wang Ziming vs. Lin Yi.

Without needing to rest, Lin Yi's strength was restored by Xiao Yuanjing, and he started to fight with Wang Ziming.

Wang Ziming was stronger, and after a hundred moves, Lin Yi lost again. Since then, he has no chance of winning the first place, nor the second place.

Lin Yi was very sorry, after all, the rewards for the second and first place were much more generous than those for the third place, but there was no way, the skills were inferior to others, and if you lost, you lost, and there was no excuse to look for.

In the end, the first place belongs to Wang Ziming and Liu Yanqing.

Fighting spirit soared.

Wang Ziming and Liu Yanqing collided again and again, with countless sword shadows, turning into a ball and engulfing Wang Ziming, but Wang Ziming broke the sword shadows with his own strong strength.

"You deserve my best."

As soon as the words fell, Wang Ziming's body rose with an incomparably frightening aura, like a volcano that had been silent for a long time erupting suddenly, causing everyone's expressions to change drastically.

"It turns out that he didn't show his full strength." Lin Yi was hit hard. When Wang Ziming defeated him, he didn't show so much strength.

Wang Ziming broke out with all his strength, the pressure on Liu Yanqing increased sharply, and his face became more and more dignified. The two swords resisted Wang Ziming's attack with difficulty, but each blow of Wang Ziming carried terrifying power, and even contained a bursting impact. It made Liu Yanqing's swords tremble continuously, and even his palms and arms went numb.

"Explosive magma!"

Wang Ziming blasted the final blow, Liu Yanqing resisted with all his strength, but as if being hit by an ancient giant beast, the whole person flew upside down like a meteor, smashed into pieces of boulders, spewed blood and turned pale, no longer able to fight anymore.

"Prince Mingsheng." Following the voice of Elder Yuan De, the audience was in an uproar.

The top ten of the intermediate sect grand competition were also born.

At last,

It is the superior Zongmen Dabi.

"You have to be optimistic, this is the embodiment of the true background of Taiyuan Tianzong." An elder of Liejianzong said seriously to several disciples.

"Yes." The disciples responded seriously.

core!

What a core!

That's a sign, a manifestation, of true heritage.

The core disciples have already reached the level of an entry-level sect background, and the mainstay at the next level is the secret disciples.

The strength and weakness of a sect's core disciples often hint at the future of the sect to some extent.

Is it getting stronger and stronger, or standing still, or failing to catch up.

This is not only true for the Fierce Sword Sect, but also for other sects.

At the place of Jiwu Tianzong, the conversation stopped for a while. They are all core disciples selected by Jiwu Tianzong. The previous competitions were only at the level of official disciples and elite disciples, which could not attract their interest. Only the core disciples Dabi really caught their attention.

"But I don't know if there are any unexpected people among the core disciples of Taiyuan Tianzong?" A core disciple of Jiwu Tianzong suddenly said, the purpose of their coming here is naturally to see and see Taiyuan Tianzong Are there any outstanding students among the core disciples?

"As far as I know, among the core disciples of Taiyuan Tianzong, Fang Xingchen is the only one who has reached the third extreme."

"As for the second extreme, there are some, probably similar to our Extreme Martial Heaven Sect."

"I just don't know if there will be a dark horse?"

During the conversation, the superior Zongmen Dabi also kicked off the curtain.

The sect competition of the core disciples is naturally different from the previous two competitions.

The arena changed again.

Everyone was shocked to find that the arena in front of them was constantly expanding and getting bigger.

Not just the arena, but the entire fighting arena is expanding and expanding, half of the area has been enlarged in the blink of an eye, but it still hasn't stopped.

Expansion Expansion continues to expand until it is ten times its original size.

The original arena was already very large, but after expanding it ten times, it was even more amazing.

Immediately, the terrain began to change.

Mountains and rivers uplifted, valleys subsided, and water poured from the ground, instantly turning into a lake, five or six times larger than the previous pool, sparkling.

The vegetation is towering, converging into a forest, lush and lush.

The swamp appeared, and the thorns were thick.

This is like a virgin forest valley that has not been touched by humans.

But the change in terrain is just the beginning.

Groups of rays of light appeared out of thin air in forests, valleys, mountains and rivers. The rays of light continued to stretch and expand, and their shapes changed rapidly.

Chen Zong, who saw this change for the first time, was stunned and shocked.

How is this different from creating life?

"When I saw it for the first time, I was also stunned." Yu Zhengxiao chuckled softly: "However, this is not the real creation of life, and those monsters are not real life, but created with the little Yuanjing The power is condensed."

Chen Zong was stunned.

Xiaoyuanjing is indeed a very magical place, and with my current level, I can't understand it at all.

However, this method of using strength to condense monsters, although it can be called unfathomable, but if you think about it carefully, it is not impossible. In the simplest terms, warriors can use their own strength to condense some shapes, The shape of a weapon or the shape of a monster.

"However, although these monsters are condensed by the power of the Xiaoyuan realm, they are based on real monsters as prototypes, and their strength is not weak at all." Yu Zhengxiao added.

All kinds of monsters appeared in the primeval forest valley. There were all kinds of birds and beasts, and they made different roars.

"All the core disciples who are going to participate in the Zongmen Dabi are ready." Elder Yuande who was floating in the sky spoke, and his voice filled the audience: "You have one hour to kill the Yuan Beast to get Yuan Guang, At the end of the time, the top ten will enter the final based on the number of Yuanguang they have obtained, and the rest will be eliminated."

The crowd couldn't help being in an uproar, this competition method was completely different from before, and it was more challenging.

Strength, luck, adaptability and other aspects of ability are more comprehensive.

"Remember, no matter what, you must not kill others, and you must not maliciously maim them." Elder Yuande emphasized very seriously.

Every core disciple is the background of a sect, which is very important. If they are killed outside for some reason, they have no choice but to take revenge, but this kind of competition is absolutely not allowed.

Whether it is malicious or not, the powerhouses of Taiyuan Tianzong can naturally see it.

"All core disciples, formally enter."

As Elder Yuande's voice fell, there was a burst of wind, and figures got out of their seats one after another, and flew towards the central primeval forest valley like lightning.

Like a streamer across the sky, like a flying eagle spreading its wings vertically and horizontally.

Shhhhhhh, one after another figure fell into it one after another.

This primeval forest valley is really huge. Once people enter it, they will not be able to see everything at a glance like before when they were seated.

"Well, this feeling..." Chen Zong frowned slightly.

The moment the body fell to the ground, it felt invisible force squeezed from all directions, making the body suddenly much heavier, as if the limbs and body were wrapped in many invisible chains, and every move was bound inexplicably.

Without acting in a hurry, Chen Zong felt it carefully, allowing his body to adapt to this change, so that he would not be unable to perform normally due to lack of grasp of himself and his surroundings in an unexpected situation.

Chen Zong's control over his own power has reached an astonishing level, coupled with his own extraordinary spiritual power, it is another advantage.

Therefore, in just ten breaths, Chen Zong got used to the pressure here.

"The pressure has doubled in all directions." Chen Zong said to himself.

No more, no less, exactly double.

Doubling may sound like nothing, but this is all-round pressure, suppressed from all sides.

It means that here, if you want to exert your original strength, you must consume several times the strength.

As for wanting to leap into the air, there will be an invisible force attached to the body from the ground, as if invisible hands are grabbing it, pulling it down desperately, the farther it is from the ground, the stronger the pulling force will be.

Chen Zong tried to jump with normal strength, and found that he could only jump three meters, but when he jumped to four meters, the consumption of strength increased by 20%, and when he jumped five meters, the consumption of strength increased by 50%. When lifting six meters, the power consumption doubled.

After adapting to the pressure around him, Chen Zong looked at him clearly.

The place where I landed happened to be on the edge of a swamp. The swamp was pitch black with a radius of several hundred meters, and there was a rotten sour smell, as if something had rotted inside.

But Chen Zong didn't care, he just blocked his sense of smell.

His eyes are as sharp as a falcon, and he shoots fiercely, locking on to a point in the swamp, and immediately draws out his sword.

It's true that the sharp sword is out of its sheath, and it comes out with a single point of the sword.

The sword light pierced through the sky between hesitation, with astonishing fortitude, leaving behind a dazzling red sword light, piercing into the swamp.

At the same time, a huge black figure rushed out of the swamp, like a ferocious beast out of a cage, with an astonishing momentum, and with a terrifying roar that made the scalp tingle, and a strong sour smell whistling like a gust of wind.

It was a ferocious dry marsh crocodile, whose strength had reached an astonishing nine-star peak. If it was replaced by other weaker core disciples, it might not be able to fight against it, and it might even be killed.

But what it met was Chen Zong, and the moment it was about to attack, Chen Zong had already made a move.

With a stab of the sword, the dry marsh crocodile seemed to take the initiative to face Chen Zong's sword.

The momentum is like a broken bamboo, piercing directly.

With a slight flick of the sword, the tyrannical force surged, directly strangling the dry marsh crocodile from the inside.

There was no blood splashing, and the dead marsh crocodile instantly turned into a ball of light and split into two parts, one part was four light spots the size of rice grains, flying towards Chen Zong, and most of the other part of the light dissipated in the air, without a trace.

The four light spots the size of rice grains are the so-called Yuanguang.

The primordial beasts at the beginning of the nine-star stage have one point of primordial light, the primordial beasts of the mid-nine-star stage have two points of primordial light, the primordial beasts of the late nine-star stage have three points of primordial light, and the withered marsh crocodile that Chen Zong killed was Nine-star peak, four-point Yuanguang.