Mortal's journey to immortality

At midnight, tens of thousands of monks had already gathered in the square, and it was crowded and lively.

This competition held in Mengge, from the number of people participating in the competition, the overall quality of the monks, and the endless emergence of talented disciples, has far exceeded any previous competition. This also indicates that the giant ship of Dream Sect has begun to set sail. , like the rising sun, the prospect is full of flowers.

The further you get to the back, the more exciting the competition becomes. Everyone already has a candidate to support in their hearts, including Wang Lu, who also has many people cheering him on.

Wang Lugujing walked to the drawing place calmly.

In his heart, Fu Tang has been regarded as his home, especially the hall master Bai Yifan, senior sister Xie Lingyun and uncle Yun Zibo are his most respected elders.

As soon as the senior sister condensed the golden elixir, she was worried that the spiritual weapon she used was not as good as others, so she specially sent this set of six-star Gongyue Blades. If he did not enter the top ten, he would really live up to their expectations and expectations of him. Caring deeply.

Wang Lu secretly clenched his fists, come on, let the storm come more violently, God will kill the god if he blocks it, and Buddha will destroy the Buddha if he blocks it.

At the drawing place, twenty-six people stepped forward to draw lots.

There is no lucky draw this time, everything depends on God’s will and strength.

When it was Wang Lu's turn, he drew the ninth lottery, and his senior sister Han Yu drew the seventh lottery. Wang Lu gave him a reassuring look and told her not to be brave and to let go when she should.

However, Han Yu had a determined expression, which made Wang Lu feel the different mood of senior sister Han Yu.

Wang Lu's opponent was Long Bing of the 18th Fantasy Sect, and Han Yu faced Li Yang, the 20th Dange Poison Spirit Root.

Wang Lu took a look at the battle formations. Chen Ya'er, Huang Yan, Xu Kui, and He Chan were all relatively strong opponents, especially He Chan's opponent against Liu Chen from Mei Lou. This was a strong conversation before the top ten.

Both of them are one of the Four Dream Fairies. Seeing the match between the two, almost half of the people were talking about them and comparing them in all aspects: appearance, temperament, cultivation, skills, magical powers, talents...

After Chen Zhu officially announced the start of the competition, thousands of sect monks gathered in each arena.

Li Yang, who was opposite Han Yu, looked at Han Yu with an evil smile, and said: "Senior sister is indeed the spirit of heaven and earth. She has won the grand prize four times in a row, but it makes junior brother salivate. I will beat him to death." We have just come this far, but Senior Sister has collected all the treasures. Junior Brother, do you have a suggestion?"

Han Yu heard Li Yang's sarcasm and said coldly: "Please speak."

"If senior sister lends the treasure she obtained to junior brother, maybe junior brother will be merciful and let you go. If senior sister doesn't agree, then don't blame junior brother for my cruelty."

Han Yu's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and said: "There are so many nonsense, just come and get it if you have the ability."

After saying that, Han Yu released a purple middle-grade spiritual sword, and the sword was full of shadows for a while.

When Li Yang saw this, he sneered and said he would be fined if he didn't drink the toast.

He took out a strange knife that was as black as ink and swung it away. A disgusting black cloud appeared above his head, and gusts of cold wind filled the entire ring. The black cloud and cold wind swept towards Han Yu.

Han Yu resisted the feeling of being upset and angry, and the purple spiritual sword kept dancing according to a certain pattern. After a moment, strands of purple sword threads formed a sword array in front of him, cutting towards the black clouds and cold wind. And go.

When the two came into contact, the sword array shattered, and the black clouds and cold wind dissipated.

Li Yang said evilly: "There is some ability, but it's not enough."

He threw the strange knife in his hand into the air. The strange knife kept spinning, and the wind surged instantly. It was as if a monster was pregnant in the black cloud. At the same time, thunder sounded, and black lightning continued to roll and intertwined in the cloud. The black clouds gathered together. It was so big that it covered the entire arena within a few breaths of time.

Han Yu gritted her silver teeth, and the purple spirit sword floated in front of her. She kept pouring magic spells into the spirit sword. As if the purple spirit sword couldn't bear it, it broke into dozens of pieces. She suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood essence. , the essence and blood spilled on the spirit sword, and the broken spirit sword seemed to have taken a tonic, spinning around her, getting faster and faster.

"Go", Han Yu shouted in a low voice, and then fell to the ground weakly.

I saw the broken purple spiritual sword, like an angry purple dragon, rushing towards the black thundercloud gestating above my head.

The black thundercloud was not to be outdone. Dozens of black lightning intertwined into a huge black python that opened its teeth and claws to face the purple dragon.

A black-purple halo covered the entire arena, and after ten breaths, the light dissipated.

When Li Yang was laughing wildly on the ring and was about to hit Han Yu who had exhausted his magic power, she was already missing from the ring.

Wang Lu held the weak Han Yu in his arms, pried open her lips and fed her a mouthful of semi-spiritual milk.

Han Yu, whose body was covered with scars, managed to speak: "Brother, I...I...didn't lose my...talisman...face..." As soon as he finished speaking, Fainted.

Bai Yifan, who was on the second floor, glanced hard at Shi Quan, the master of the Dan Pavilion, and jumped into the air.

Shi Quan from Dan Pavilion sneered: "If you can't afford to lose, don't compete. Am I still afraid of you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold look came over him, and Liu Muyan stood up and left the attic.

Wang Lu quickly carried Han Yu into the room. As soon as he entered the room, Bai Yifan walked in with a stern expression and said calmly to Wang Lu: "Junior brother, feel free to do your best, leave Han Yu to me."

After saying that, he picked up Han Yu and left through the air.

Around noon, it was Wang Lu's turn to appear.

He lowered his head and stood silently opposite Long Bing. Long Bing felt like he was facing a volcano that was about to erupt at any time, and the pressure was heavy.

He is also someone who has experienced great battles.

The two of them didn't say anything, but suddenly Wang Lu's head felt cramped, and the dragon soldiers attacked Wang Lu's sea of ​​consciousness with his spiritual consciousness.

This was his trump card, and it was originally meant to be reserved for those who stood in the way in the top ten, but under the pressure of the king's road being as deep as the abyss and the sea, he had to use it in advance.

When he saw Wang Lu holding his head and growling lowly, he thought the strategy was working.

However, the next breath, when he saw Wang Lu's blood-red eyes, he felt something bad and was about to release his spiritual weapon to attack and defend.

More than a thousand talismans were like a cloud of talismans. Fanned by a hurricane, they wrapped him up into a rice dumpling in the blink of an eye.

"Explode", Wang Lu roared.

His consciousness attack may be useful to others, but for Wang Lu, who was almost killed by a blood tyrant, it can only be regarded as a surprise and cannot achieve the effect of a single blow.

The dragon soldiers only had time to release a defensive spiritual weapon, and were seriously injured under the bursts of talismans that were more brilliant than fireworks.

Wang Lu stepped off the ring without even looking at it.

This sudden scene made all the onlookers stunned and chilled.

Where did Wang Lu come from as a ruthless man and a madman? The visual impact was too strong. The talisman explosion just now left such a strong impression on them that they couldn't calm down for a long time.