Aiming for the Immortal Path

"Master, this...isn't this a pseudo-spiritual weapon that you refined with the skin of the second-level spiritual beast, the Qingyun Leopard?"

"With the strength of Baili Chailong, even without this treasure, it should be more than enough to deal with this kid, right?"

"He is a physical practitioner. Unlike Bai Yunsong, most of his strength relies on external objects."

When Ge Tianchuan said this, the boy immediately realized that he was planning to let Baili Zhuilong take action.

But when his eyes fell on the gloves, he couldn't help but feel a flash of envy and greed in his eyes.

This is a pseudo-spiritual weapon. There are definitely no more than ten disciples in the sect who can have such a treasure in the Qi refining stage.

This kind of treasure passed from my own hands, but it is not my own. This feeling can only be described as scratching my heart.

"Okay, it's just a fake spiritual weapon, it's nothing."

"Baili Zhuilong himself is not bad in strength, but his magical weapons are average. With these gloves, I can rest assured."

"When you get rid of this kid, apart from the earth furnace, I will allow you to choose two of the treasures on him."

Ge Tianchuan glanced at the boy next to him and naturally knew what kind of character he was, so he narrowed his eyes and said one more thing.

When he heard the cakes painted by Ge Tianchuan, the boy felt as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood and his spirits were high.

"Disciple, thank you Master!"

He thanked Ge Tianchuan with a busy smile, then turned around and walked towards Baili Zhuilong's location.

The treasures on Su Twelve also made him jealous.

snort! I don’t believe it. Are you going to die this time? !

Seeing the boy walk up to Baili Zhuilong and hand over his gloves, the corners of Ge Tianchuan's mouth raised slightly. The peripheral vision swept through the thick fog, looking like he was convinced by Su Twelve.

"Huh? Isn't this guy Ge Tianchuan's registered disciple?"

"Why has Ge Tianchuan been deliberately targeting him since the competition? Moreover, he seems to be bent on killing him?"

Shen Miaoyin, the master of Tianyin Peak, frowned slightly and was looking away from the pavilion where Tianshu Peak was located.

Most of the communication between Ge Tianchuan and Tongzi used some kind of secret method, and the content was not known to outsiders.

But from the change in the boy's expression,

And actions, but Shen Miaoyin was sensitive to some clues.

Thinking back to the defense match and the previous round of competition, she immediately realized that Ge Tianchuan was deliberately targeting Su Twelve.

"With the strength of chasing a dragon within a hundred miles, if you add this glove."

"Boy, how are you going to deal with it this time?"

Shen Miaoyin squinted her eyes and glanced at Su Twelve indifferently, with a hint of contemplation flashing in her eyes.

Five years ago, Qi Canyon was attacked, and all the jade in the jade-growing area of ​​the sect disappeared.

She has been secretly investigating this matter.

And Su Twelve is one of the targets she wants to investigate.

She never thought about helping Su Twelve, except to find out the truth, which was a bit unexpected.

Unexpectedly, Su Twelve's strength has advanced so quickly. Even demon cultivators and evil cultivators may not be able to cultivate at such a speed.

And... I just feel strange about Ge Tianchuan's behavior.

Her intuition told her that there must be some hidden secret in this.

But with her strength and experience, she naturally has to wait and see what happens at this time.

On Yandang Lake, the winners and losers were soon determined in each arena.

Except for Su Twelve, Han Yu and Xiao Yue were both strong, and they each defeated their opponents with a little effort.

In addition, not to mention Yan Guilai, Baili Zhuilong and the female disciple from Tianyin Peak.

For the three of them, the game ends as soon as it begins.

The only ones left are two disciples who are at the eleventh level of Qi refining stage.

One is Yuntai Peak and the other is Luoyan Peak.

A total of eight people have advanced, three of them from Luofu Peak alone.

Seeing this result, Lu Mingshi laughed heartily again.

He turned around and winked at Fu Boren.

Fu Boren has already made arrangements, mi

With his eyes open, he ignored Lu Mingshi's provocation.

And with the end of the battle in the ring.

Ge Tianchuan did not speak again.

But the lotus ring under several people moved again, and the two were connected and became one.

Without giving everyone any time to rest, a new round of fighting began directly. ??

This round, Han Yu was not so lucky and directly faced the strongest Tianhua Peak, Yan Guihui.

In contrast, Xiao Yue was lucky and met the strongest disciple of Luoyan Peak, Jiang Feng.

As for Su Twelve, he directly faced the number one person in Tianshu Peak and chased the dragon for hundreds of miles.

Seeing this round of duel, the master of Luofu Peak stood up from his position with a loud sound.

"Yu'er, you are no match for him, admit defeat and come back!"

His eyes fell on Han Yu, and he immediately shouted.

This is not a good thing for Han Yu to deal with people from Tianhua Peak.

He knew only too well the strength of Yan Huihui.

The third-turn Hunyuan Kung Fu is a top-notch technique. At this time, when Yan Gui returned, as long as he was willing, it was possible to build a foundation at any time, even without the help of the Foundation Establishment Pill.

With such an opponent, Han Yu today has no chance of winning.

And considering the grudge between Luofu Peak and Tianhua Peak, if they really fight, it is very likely that it will not be as simple as simply deciding the winner.

He wouldn't care about Su Twelve's life or death, but Han Yu was different. This was the successor he focused on training.

"Don't worry, Master, I know how to do it!"

Han Yu's eyebrows trembled slightly, and a hint of imperceptible dissatisfaction quickly flashed in his eyes.

Staring at the opponent in front of him, he did not listen to Lu Mingshi's words.

His spiritual talent is astonishing, and even after five years of hard work, the arrogance in his bones is still there.

He also has some confidence in his own strength.

Lu Mingshi shouted like this in public, which only made him feel dull.

Surrendering without a fight would be a great shame if word spread.

"Yu'er

, don’t mess around! "Lu Mingshi's eyes became serious and he shouted coldly.

"Master, you also said that a sword cannot become sharp without being sharpened."

"Just let the disciple do whatever he wants! I can bear any consequences."

Han Yu shouted loudly, eyes wide open with anger, looking determined.

"This...that's all, be careful!"

Lu Mingshi sighed softly, shook his head and stopped forcing it. Sitting down again, his eyes remained focused on the ring where Han Yu was.

Han Yu's reaction made him feel a little disappointed. However, the following words have some truth.

The edge of a sword is sharpened!

What he wants is not a successor with only empty cultivation but no ability.

Seeing that Lu Mingshi agreed, Han Yu stared at the opponent in front of him. With a whoosh, a domineering and majestic spear shot out of the air and appeared in his hand.

This spear glows with silver, looks like a spear but not a spear, and combines the characteristics of spears, halberds, axes and other long weapons.

The tip of the spear was sharp and shone with a silvery cold light. The middle section is connected by a silver crescent hook blade, and the cold light reveals a somewhat mysterious character.

The body of the gun contains rich spiritual energy, and anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that this is a pseudo-spiritual weapon.

"The weapon is a good weapon, but unfortunately, it is with the wrong master. You should listen to your master!"

On the ring, Yan Huihui just glanced at Han Yu, his eyes fell on the spear, and he said lightly.

This understatement immediately made Han Yu feel angry.

"Hmph! Stop talking nonsense."

"Others are afraid of you, but I'm not afraid. Let's take action and let me see what strength you have."

Han Yu grimaced and groaned.

After saying that, the true energy in his body surged wildly.

Under his urging, the silver gun trembled slightly and made a buzzing sound.

The tip of the sword shone with silver light, exuding an astonishing pressure.

"Xue Hai Shen Feng! Break!"