Chapter 1818
Above Neimeng Square.
In the sky, in the sky in the east, there is a mountain peak suspended in the void. This mountain peak is a mountain top cut out from a mountain peak!
This upside-down mountain is actually a stand, and there are eight seats on the stand!
At this moment, on the six seats, there is an old man with Daogu Xianfeng!
It is six of the eight ancestors of the inner alliance!
At this moment, the entire Neimeng Square, as well as countless cultivators in front of the countless mountain peaks and cave houses, are all focusing their attention here!
"The competition for the Holy Son is finally about to begin!"
"I don't know if Senior Brother Teng can keep the Holy Son this time!"
"This holy son competition is not only for the selection of the holy son, but also to determine the resource allocation of the Eight Peaks in the next ten years!"
"I think Senior Brother Teng will definitely hold on to the Holy Son this time, and his strength is the perfection of refining emptiness, which no one can match!"
"Indeed, even the second son Duan Ruyu and the third son Chen Wenwu are far inferior!"
"But I heard that this competition hasn't even started yet, and Senior Brother Xiao is already in the limelight!"
"Yeah, I am the most beautiful woman in the Eastern Spirit League, the most changeable man, and the most tyrannical man, all of whom have an intersection with him!"
"Unfortunately, this senior brother Xiao has just been promoted to the eighth son of the inner alliance, and his strength is only in the middle stage of virtual refining, far less than the other senior brothers!"
...
For a time, the voice of discussion echoed in the valley!
At this moment, a sound of laughter came from the void:
"Haha, the deity is here to take a step!"
The next moment, the void shattered, and two figures came out of it!
The two, one old and one young, are Qianzhi Sanren and Tengfei!
"Meet the leader!"
At this moment, on the entire Neimeng Square, countless cultivators bowed down.
"Don't be too polite!"
The Thousand Fingers Sanren sat in the center, glanced at him, and asked the junior brother beside him, "Junior Brother Ling hasn't come yet?"
"Hehe, it's too late, a step too late!"
As soon as Qianzhi Sanren said these words, a voice came from afar, and a looming white giant eagle rushed out of the clouds and roared!
On it, one old and one young, walked down!
It was Hui Lao and Chu Yan!
The old man was seated, Chu Yan stood beside him obediently, and at this moment, Chu Yan felt a cold light roaring towards him, turned his head, and met Tengfei's provocative eyes!
Chu Yan smiled lightly, which was a response!
"It's really you!"
At this moment, Tengfei sound transmission sounded in Chu Yan's ear!
"Of course I am me!"
Chu Yan responded with a faint voice transmission.
"You're very good. I know everything about you. There has been a lot of limelight recently, and now I'm turning my attention to Su Xin. She is destined to be my Taoist companion, you have no chance!"
The take-off sound transmission sounded again.
"Her business has nothing to do with me, and your business has nothing to do with me, don't say anything!"
However, Chu Yan said in a tepid voice transmission again.
"Okay, I see what capital you have to be so calm!"
The sound transmission of the take-off came again, and then there was no sound!
At this moment, Qianzhi Sanren stood up, swept his eyes across the crowd, and said loudly, "After seventeen days of competition, the new generation of the Eight Sons of the Inner League stood out, and in the next three days, they will compete for my Eastern Spirit League. The new generation of Saint Son, Saint Son, is the hope of a sect, the future of a sect, and the honor of a sect!"
When the words came to this point, Qianzhi Sanren glanced at the eight people in Chu Yan and said: "You must go all out to fight for this sacred title! The final winner will carry all the honors of my Eastern Spirit Alliance, go to The Xiaoyuantian General Alliance, competing for the position of the Five Spirits and the Son!"
"Yes, the leader of the alliance!"
Chu Yan and other eight people immediately said in unison.
Immediately, Qianzhi Sanren looked at the countless young disciples on the square and said, "Today, it is you who are here to witness the birth of the Holy Son, but no one can say for sure, any of you may be the future of my Eastern Spirit Alliance. My holy son, I hope that you will follow the example of the eight sons of the Neimeng, strive to reach the top, and cultivate for the honor of our Eastern Spirit Alliance!"
"For honor, for honor!"
"For honor, for honor!"
...
Obviously, the agitation effect of the words of the Thousand Fingers Loose People, the scene has been boiling for a while.
"Okay, today, eight into four, the lottery begins!"
The Thousand Fingers Sanren's eyes showed satisfaction, and he immediately shouted.
Immediately, the eight sons of the inner alliance flew down from the sky stand and landed on the ring one after another.
In the center of the arena, a box has been suspended!
This old referee is very familiar, he is actually the elder Yuan who presided over the internal alliance assessment before!
He opened his mouth and said: "In the box, there are eight numbered jade symbols, marked with numbers one to eight, you each draw one, of which number one is for number eight, number two is for number seven, number three is for number six, number four is for number four. No. 5 vs. No. 5, the four who finally win will enter the semi-finals!"
Everyone nodded, according to the rules, draw lots according to the ranking of the peak!
Take off for the first draw, and the No. 1 Jade Talisman was drawn impressively!
Everyone took it out one after another!
Duan Ruyu No. 3, Chen Wenwu No. 2, Zhan Qinghai No. 6, Zhou Wutian No. 7, Fang Zheng No. 8, Su Xin No. 4!
When it was Chu Yan's turn, only the last one was left, and there was no need to draw, it was number five!
So the battle list is coming out one after another!
In the first battle, take off the opponent's promise!
In the second battle, Duan Ruyu took on Qinghai!
The third battle, Chen Wenwu vs. Zhou Wutian!
The fourth battle, Su Xin vs Xiao Xuan!
After the lottery was drawn, Chu Yan clearly felt that Su Xin's gaze towards him was a bit special, with a bit of anticipation in her shyness, a bit of resentment in her anticipation, and a bit of anger in her resentment. How strange, how strange!
Chu Yan could only pretend not to feel it, and felt helpless in his heart, why did he meet this girl in the first game!
The first match will start soon!
On the arena, Tengfei and Fang promise have been opposed to each other!
"Senior Brother Teng has won this game!"
"Yeah, although Senior Brother Fang's strength is not bad, he is only ranked sixth among the Eight Sons of the Inner League, and is not on the same level as Senior Brother Teng!"
"Naturally, but Senior Brother Fang rarely speaks and is extremely low-key, so he has some trump card!"
"It's useless to have a trump card, if Senior Brother Duan and Senior Brother Chen Fang would have a chance to fight Senior Brother Teng!"
...
On the stand, countless cultivators have already discussed it at this moment.
Chu Yan's eyes are like torches, this is the first battle of the take-off, he naturally has to pay attention to it, although Chu Yan believes that the overall strength must be higher than this person, but since entering the spiritual world, Chu Yan has been cautious step by step, only in this way To go further!
Needless to say, Chu Yan had already tried it out. If this equation gave Chu Yan a sense of mystery, he thought to himself that this first battle would not be so simple!
"In the first game, the first peak takes off against the sixth peak, and the competition begins!"
With a wave of Elder Yuan's hand, the whole person flew out of the arena. At the same time, he flexed his fingers and opened the defense mask on the arena. Such a battle between disciples must be very terrifying, and it is easy to spread to others. .
"I hope you don't let me down!"
Tengfei glanced over Equation Ruo, and said lightly.
"I've been looking forward to this day for a long time!"
If the equation were to change from the usual dullness, at this moment, fighting intent would burn in his eyes.
"Within thirty fingers, you will be out!"
Tengfei said a little, and immediately became a little empty.
At this moment, the void vibrates, the void crack has emerged, the piercing void wind roars out, and a finger shadow has floated in front of Tengfei's eyes!
"You are too conceited!"
Equation Ruo said in a cold voice, a ray of light flew out from his mouth, and instantly transformed into a giant hammer. This hammer is very huge. If the hammer head is the size of a water tank, in contrast, Equation Ruo's body is a little bit bigger. Appearing to be small, the golden pattern on the giant hammer circulated, and the momentum was terrifying.
"First finger!"
Take off without a word, point out!
The illusory finger shadow immediately roared out. Although its speed was fast, it was extremely slow!
At this moment, a sense of oppression followed.
"Crazy Eighteen Hammers, fight!"
Just listen, Fang Ruo roared, and the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand smashed out!
"Bang!"
This hammer immediately collided with the finger shadow, and for a while, the void oscillated, and the strong winds collapsed like water waves!
However, they were all blocked by the defensive mask. If there was no defensive mask, this attack would inevitably affect the onlookers.
It was only the first time they fought, and the momentum was so amazing. It was indeed the battle of the Holy Son, and the blood of everyone was boiling!
"Pick my finger, fine, second finger!"
Tengfei's eyes were boiling with fighting intent, the second finger, immediately pointed out, the second finger pointed out, and immediately two huge finger shadows appeared!
If the equation is not bad, change the hammer method in the hand immediately, and take it again!
In the next time, the two of you will come and go, not Tengfei's main attack, Fang Ruo's strength is beyond everyone's expectations!
Originally, everyone thought that the equation would be defeated if it only took a few strokes, but they didn't think it could last so long!
Thousand Magic Fingering, but layer upon layer, one finger is stronger than the other!
Now that seventeen fingers have passed, and the two still have no winner or loser, everyone can't help but sigh, the eight sons of the inner alliance really have nothing, and this seemingly unremarkable Senior Brother Fang has such strength!
"Bang!"
The finger shadow collapsed, and the eighteenth hammer of Equation Ruo was also shaken back!
In the sky, in the sky in the east, there is a mountain peak suspended in the void. This mountain peak is a mountain top cut out from a mountain peak!
This upside-down mountain is actually a stand, and there are eight seats on the stand!
At this moment, on the six seats, there is an old man with Daogu Xianfeng!
It is six of the eight ancestors of the inner alliance!
At this moment, the entire Neimeng Square, as well as countless cultivators in front of the countless mountain peaks and cave houses, are all focusing their attention here!
"The competition for the Holy Son is finally about to begin!"
"I don't know if Senior Brother Teng can keep the Holy Son this time!"
"This holy son competition is not only for the selection of the holy son, but also to determine the resource allocation of the Eight Peaks in the next ten years!"
"I think Senior Brother Teng will definitely hold on to the Holy Son this time, and his strength is the perfection of refining emptiness, which no one can match!"
"Indeed, even the second son Duan Ruyu and the third son Chen Wenwu are far inferior!"
"But I heard that this competition hasn't even started yet, and Senior Brother Xiao is already in the limelight!"
"Yeah, I am the most beautiful woman in the Eastern Spirit League, the most changeable man, and the most tyrannical man, all of whom have an intersection with him!"
"Unfortunately, this senior brother Xiao has just been promoted to the eighth son of the inner alliance, and his strength is only in the middle stage of virtual refining, far less than the other senior brothers!"
...
For a time, the voice of discussion echoed in the valley!
At this moment, a sound of laughter came from the void:
"Haha, the deity is here to take a step!"
The next moment, the void shattered, and two figures came out of it!
The two, one old and one young, are Qianzhi Sanren and Tengfei!
"Meet the leader!"
At this moment, on the entire Neimeng Square, countless cultivators bowed down.
"Don't be too polite!"
The Thousand Fingers Sanren sat in the center, glanced at him, and asked the junior brother beside him, "Junior Brother Ling hasn't come yet?"
"Hehe, it's too late, a step too late!"
As soon as Qianzhi Sanren said these words, a voice came from afar, and a looming white giant eagle rushed out of the clouds and roared!
On it, one old and one young, walked down!
It was Hui Lao and Chu Yan!
The old man was seated, Chu Yan stood beside him obediently, and at this moment, Chu Yan felt a cold light roaring towards him, turned his head, and met Tengfei's provocative eyes!
Chu Yan smiled lightly, which was a response!
"It's really you!"
At this moment, Tengfei sound transmission sounded in Chu Yan's ear!
"Of course I am me!"
Chu Yan responded with a faint voice transmission.
"You're very good. I know everything about you. There has been a lot of limelight recently, and now I'm turning my attention to Su Xin. She is destined to be my Taoist companion, you have no chance!"
The take-off sound transmission sounded again.
"Her business has nothing to do with me, and your business has nothing to do with me, don't say anything!"
However, Chu Yan said in a tepid voice transmission again.
"Okay, I see what capital you have to be so calm!"
The sound transmission of the take-off came again, and then there was no sound!
At this moment, Qianzhi Sanren stood up, swept his eyes across the crowd, and said loudly, "After seventeen days of competition, the new generation of the Eight Sons of the Inner League stood out, and in the next three days, they will compete for my Eastern Spirit League. The new generation of Saint Son, Saint Son, is the hope of a sect, the future of a sect, and the honor of a sect!"
When the words came to this point, Qianzhi Sanren glanced at the eight people in Chu Yan and said: "You must go all out to fight for this sacred title! The final winner will carry all the honors of my Eastern Spirit Alliance, go to The Xiaoyuantian General Alliance, competing for the position of the Five Spirits and the Son!"
"Yes, the leader of the alliance!"
Chu Yan and other eight people immediately said in unison.
Immediately, Qianzhi Sanren looked at the countless young disciples on the square and said, "Today, it is you who are here to witness the birth of the Holy Son, but no one can say for sure, any of you may be the future of my Eastern Spirit Alliance. My holy son, I hope that you will follow the example of the eight sons of the Neimeng, strive to reach the top, and cultivate for the honor of our Eastern Spirit Alliance!"
"For honor, for honor!"
"For honor, for honor!"
...
Obviously, the agitation effect of the words of the Thousand Fingers Loose People, the scene has been boiling for a while.
"Okay, today, eight into four, the lottery begins!"
The Thousand Fingers Sanren's eyes showed satisfaction, and he immediately shouted.
Immediately, the eight sons of the inner alliance flew down from the sky stand and landed on the ring one after another.
In the center of the arena, a box has been suspended!
This old referee is very familiar, he is actually the elder Yuan who presided over the internal alliance assessment before!
He opened his mouth and said: "In the box, there are eight numbered jade symbols, marked with numbers one to eight, you each draw one, of which number one is for number eight, number two is for number seven, number three is for number six, number four is for number four. No. 5 vs. No. 5, the four who finally win will enter the semi-finals!"
Everyone nodded, according to the rules, draw lots according to the ranking of the peak!
Take off for the first draw, and the No. 1 Jade Talisman was drawn impressively!
Everyone took it out one after another!
Duan Ruyu No. 3, Chen Wenwu No. 2, Zhan Qinghai No. 6, Zhou Wutian No. 7, Fang Zheng No. 8, Su Xin No. 4!
When it was Chu Yan's turn, only the last one was left, and there was no need to draw, it was number five!
So the battle list is coming out one after another!
In the first battle, take off the opponent's promise!
In the second battle, Duan Ruyu took on Qinghai!
The third battle, Chen Wenwu vs. Zhou Wutian!
The fourth battle, Su Xin vs Xiao Xuan!
After the lottery was drawn, Chu Yan clearly felt that Su Xin's gaze towards him was a bit special, with a bit of anticipation in her shyness, a bit of resentment in her anticipation, and a bit of anger in her resentment. How strange, how strange!
Chu Yan could only pretend not to feel it, and felt helpless in his heart, why did he meet this girl in the first game!
The first match will start soon!
On the arena, Tengfei and Fang promise have been opposed to each other!
"Senior Brother Teng has won this game!"
"Yeah, although Senior Brother Fang's strength is not bad, he is only ranked sixth among the Eight Sons of the Inner League, and is not on the same level as Senior Brother Teng!"
"Naturally, but Senior Brother Fang rarely speaks and is extremely low-key, so he has some trump card!"
"It's useless to have a trump card, if Senior Brother Duan and Senior Brother Chen Fang would have a chance to fight Senior Brother Teng!"
...
On the stand, countless cultivators have already discussed it at this moment.
Chu Yan's eyes are like torches, this is the first battle of the take-off, he naturally has to pay attention to it, although Chu Yan believes that the overall strength must be higher than this person, but since entering the spiritual world, Chu Yan has been cautious step by step, only in this way To go further!
Needless to say, Chu Yan had already tried it out. If this equation gave Chu Yan a sense of mystery, he thought to himself that this first battle would not be so simple!
"In the first game, the first peak takes off against the sixth peak, and the competition begins!"
With a wave of Elder Yuan's hand, the whole person flew out of the arena. At the same time, he flexed his fingers and opened the defense mask on the arena. Such a battle between disciples must be very terrifying, and it is easy to spread to others. .
"I hope you don't let me down!"
Tengfei glanced over Equation Ruo, and said lightly.
"I've been looking forward to this day for a long time!"
If the equation were to change from the usual dullness, at this moment, fighting intent would burn in his eyes.
"Within thirty fingers, you will be out!"
Tengfei said a little, and immediately became a little empty.
At this moment, the void vibrates, the void crack has emerged, the piercing void wind roars out, and a finger shadow has floated in front of Tengfei's eyes!
"You are too conceited!"
Equation Ruo said in a cold voice, a ray of light flew out from his mouth, and instantly transformed into a giant hammer. This hammer is very huge. If the hammer head is the size of a water tank, in contrast, Equation Ruo's body is a little bit bigger. Appearing to be small, the golden pattern on the giant hammer circulated, and the momentum was terrifying.
"First finger!"
Take off without a word, point out!
The illusory finger shadow immediately roared out. Although its speed was fast, it was extremely slow!
At this moment, a sense of oppression followed.
"Crazy Eighteen Hammers, fight!"
Just listen, Fang Ruo roared, and the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand smashed out!
"Bang!"
This hammer immediately collided with the finger shadow, and for a while, the void oscillated, and the strong winds collapsed like water waves!
However, they were all blocked by the defensive mask. If there was no defensive mask, this attack would inevitably affect the onlookers.
It was only the first time they fought, and the momentum was so amazing. It was indeed the battle of the Holy Son, and the blood of everyone was boiling!
"Pick my finger, fine, second finger!"
Tengfei's eyes were boiling with fighting intent, the second finger, immediately pointed out, the second finger pointed out, and immediately two huge finger shadows appeared!
If the equation is not bad, change the hammer method in the hand immediately, and take it again!
In the next time, the two of you will come and go, not Tengfei's main attack, Fang Ruo's strength is beyond everyone's expectations!
Originally, everyone thought that the equation would be defeated if it only took a few strokes, but they didn't think it could last so long!
Thousand Magic Fingering, but layer upon layer, one finger is stronger than the other!
Now that seventeen fingers have passed, and the two still have no winner or loser, everyone can't help but sigh, the eight sons of the inner alliance really have nothing, and this seemingly unremarkable Senior Brother Fang has such strength!
"Bang!"
The finger shadow collapsed, and the eighteenth hammer of Equation Ruo was also shaken back!
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