The System Takes Me to Practice

what! what! what!

There were three screams in succession, and the bodies of the three disciples of the Sacred Sword Gate were all burned with black flames.

"help me!!!"

Among the three disciples of the Shendaomen, the youngest one kept rolling on the ground, but the fire was getting bigger and bigger.

In less than three seconds, the screams became smaller and smaller, until the end, not only the bones, but also the storage ring on the body were burned.

1kill!

The two people who were lit by Amaterasu saw this and hurriedly took out the token to send it out.

However, at this moment, a disciple of the Sacred Sword Sect who was proficient in the water system issued Tao Dao Fa Jue, and icy cold water poured on the two disciples.

boom! boom!

Just as the cold water poured on the two of them, the flames of Amaterasu like an open flame met gasoline, and the fire suddenly soared.

In the blink of an eye, the flame of Amaterasu swallowed both of them.

And the tokens in their hands fell to the ground the moment they fell, forming a sharp contrast.

"This..."

The disciples of the Sacred Sword Gate who were rushing forward stopped and looked at Yang Fan with endless horror.

In less than ten seconds, in the blink of an eye, the three people who had reached the stage of infant transformation were burned to death by the weird black flame.

And the disciple who released the water system tactics was blank, because he knew that it was the tactics he released that killed the two fellow students.

"escape!"

I don't know who drank it.

The others ran towards the inner teleportation formation as if they were ordered.

"Escape? Can you escape?"

A weird smile appeared at the corner of Yang Fan's mouth, a seal was made on his right hand, and his left hand pressed against the ground to drink.

"Ultra Light and Heavy Rock Art!"

As Yang Fan raised his hand, the remaining six people in the distance fell to the ground instantly. They desperately wanted to get up, but there was a mountain on Fu Fu's body, let alone getting up, he couldn't even straighten his waist.

Yang Fan came to the crowd, raised his right hand high, and a huge palm appeared in the air, patted them fiercely.

"Spare!!"

Regardless of his care, Yang Fan continued to pat on his momentum, as if swatting flies, six people were slapped, blood, brain plasma, and internal organs splashed all over the floor.

then.....

Huh! ! !

The surrounding scene changed, and the nine dead Shendaomen appeared in the same place in the blink of an eye, without the slightest scar on their bodies.

Looking at Yang Fan's eyes, the triangular windmill pattern quickly faded.

What happened before was nothing but that all nine members of the magic sword gate were hit by Yang Fan's illusion.

Even though Yang Fan had a life and death feud with the Divine Sabre Sect, it only involved the senior level of the Divine Sword Sect. As long as the disciples of the Sacred Sword Sect did not provoke him, he would not kill innocent people indiscriminately.

"This...what happened just now, dreaming?"

A female disciple of the magic swordsman was sitting on the ground, her face sweating profusely.

"We, it seems... have entered the illusion created by that man. It's terrible, it feels the same."

Everyone is extremely afraid of thinking.

"Hand over all the remaining crystal nuclei, or die!"

Yang Fan put away his smiling face and suddenly said in a deep voice.

"How to do?"

"It's better to hand it in, we are not his opponents at all."

Half a minute later, the people of the magic knife gate handed over all the crystal nuclei one after another.

"Walk slowly, don't give it away!"

Yang Fan smiled and greeted the people at the magic knife gate.

Outside the field, before the teleportation formation, the referee loudly told about the ranking of the forces.

"First place..."

The referee looked at Yang Fan's location bitterly.

"Excalibur Gate."

"Great!"

Xing Yating couldn't help but yelled, and subconsciously hugged Yang Fan, but then ran over with a blushing face, making Xie Jian fly and laugh.

It didn't take long for Xun Jianfei to react.

"If Uncle Master became my son-in-law, how would I call it?!!!"

Yang Fan's face was indifferent, not even a trace of waves.

"The second pharmacist union."

"The third place, the fire country."

"Fourth place, the temple."

"..."

"No...no, the last one without ranking..."

The referee twisted and squeezed, some dare not say it.

Ba Dao had a bad feeling, because only the ranking of the Divine Dao Sect had not yet been revealed.

"Say it!!!"

It seems that he knows who is next, the great elder Xun Jianfei will press the referee's momentum in the early stage of the robbery.

Puff!

The middle-aged referee was directly pressed to his knees, unable to move.

Hum!

At this moment, a man in his 30s and 40s appeared beside the referee who was holding floating dust and wearing official clothes.

With the appearance of the man, the coercion of the great elder Xun Jian in the early stage of the Flying Tribulation was easily resisted by the man.

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir."

"Go down!"

The man holding the dust did not even glance at the middle-aged referee.

The man's voice is deep and deep, giving people a sense of not anger and self-prestige. This kind of person is definitely a habit that can be cultivated by being above the top, or by contacting high officials for a long time.

"The one who is not ranked is the magic knife."

"The Yellow Door Servant!"

At this time, Zhao Zheng, the third prince of Huoyuan Country, walked out and said respectfully.

That man is the celebrity next to the emperor of the fire-Huangmen minister Liu Dequan. Although he was just a servant of the Yellow Door, he was specifically responsible for assisting the Fire Emperor to deal with the affairs of the palace, and sometimes passed edicts to the Fire Emperor.

Regarding status, Huangmen Shilang is only a fourth-rank official, and naturally incomparable with the prince. However, the person who can become the servant of Huangmen is enough to show that the emperor of the fire has great trust in Liu Dequan.

The person who was seen by everyone was Liu Dequan, the servant of the Yellow Door, and they walked up to the front and bowed their hands.

Among them are the powers of various forces.

Taiyi, the master of Tianji Pavilion, the saint sword dragon of the temple, Yaozun, the president of the alchemist union, Gu Yuehu, the master of Danta Tower...

"Sovereign masters are polite. I am here on the order of the Fire Emperor to invite you and the princes who participated in this competition to go to the palace for a banquet tonight. His Majesty the Fire Emperor is very happy that you can come to the banquet. "

"Since it is the invitation of the Emperor of Fire, I will definitely go there on time. There is Lord Lao Liu."

Taiyi arched his hands.

Liu Dequan returned the gift.

"It's getting late, I'll go back first."

"Master Liu walk slowly."

Everyone said in unison.

Liu Dequan nodded and turned to leave.

The reason why so many power-holders would be so polite to a second-rank official Huang Clan servant is because Liu Dequan represents the Fire Emperor. If he is disrespectful to him, he is disrespectful to the Fire Emperor Zao Wuji.

The entire Huoyuan Continent belongs to the Fire Emperor. How can the powers of these forces be rude?

When the Taiyi and other people left, the many monks on the viewing platform were like fried ants, talking.

"Oh my god, it's so grandiose to be able to eat in the palace!"

"That is, the palace, that is the existence that many people yearn for."

"I heard that the fire emperor has mid-Mahayana strength."

An old man in Yuanying period spoke up.

"Where did you hear about it, and when?"

A young monk next to the old man asked.

"Two thousand years ago!"

The Jin Danqi old man stroked his beard with a look of pride.

"puff!"

The young monk almost vomited blood, "Then how old were you?"

At this time, the young monk asked respectfully.

"Hey, me, I was less than a hundred years old then!"

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Several people next to the old man Yuan Ying fell to the ground one after another.

In this world of cultivating immortality, the life span of the refining period is only three hundred years. By the foundation period, you can live for six hundred years, the pill formation period is one thousand years, the golden core period can live for 1,500 years, and the original infant period is 2,500 years. year. After the meta-infant period, life expectancy will increase greatly.

By the Mahayana period, you will live for at least tens of thousands of years. If you have a good mentality, the pill will be sufficient for 15,000, or even 20,000 years. Because many ancestors of the big powers have lived from 20,000 years ago to the present.