Xiuxian: Beautiful Women Like Clouds

Chapter 405: Fierce Battle

The blond monk didn't say much. He pinched the magic formula and the magic power in the air quickly condensed into a huge lion king. It roared to the sky, its fur was like silk, and every step it took made a rumbling sound.

"Boom!" The blazing furnace collided with the huge lion king. The red flames in the sky rose and fell like waves, and the terrifying energy shock wave spread in all directions.

"kill!"

The two sides engaged in a brutal battle in the sky, with all kinds of divine lights surging. In the end, the blond man was determined to kill the twin brothers even if it meant losing one of his arms.

"puff!"

Blood gushed out, the heads of the twin brothers were chopped off, and the two headless bodies fell heavily from a high altitude. However, before the blond man could be happy, other monks took the opportunity to besiege him.

The blond man's chest was pierced by more than a dozen flying swords, and his whole body was pierced like a plug. Blood instantly flowed along the sharp blades that pierced through his body. Finally, his head tilted and he died unwillingly.

It is very difficult to gain a place in this. In addition to having strong personal strength, you also need to have enough power behind you to deter others.

This is the case with this blond man. Although he is strong enough, the forces behind him are too weak, which leads to him being besieged unscrupulously.

In the end, the fourth seat was occupied by a Confucian scholar. Not only was his cultivation at the Jindan stage, but the sect behind him was the Tianxuan Sect, the second largest sect in the Tiandu Empire, second only to the Tianyu Sect where Youlan was.

The competition for the remaining four seats became increasingly fierce, with battles constantly breaking out in the field. A large number of monks died tragically on the spot, and the blood dyed the ground red.

"Boom!" Suddenly a loud thunder exploded. The sky was covered with dark clouds and it started to rain. The rain mixed with blood flowed wildly like the tentacles of a devil.

The formation deep underground began to operate continuously, and countless blood finally seeped in here. After being refined, it dripped into a crystal ancient coffin below, and the faint sound of a heartbeat seemed to be heard from inside.

Everywhere you look, there are broken limbs and the miserable wails of monks.

In the end, the fifth seat was won by a monk with a huge rosary hanging around his neck. Although he was a monk, he was blood-thirsty and had a fierce look in his eyes. It seemed that he was not a Buddha, but a demon from hell.

"Zhao Sheng of the Zhao family of the Tiandu Empire wants to get a seat." Zhao Sheng walked out, but this time it was surprisingly quiet and no one stopped him.

Because there have been many strong men in the Zhao family, the strongest among them are Zhao Sheng's father and second uncle, especially his father who is the general of the Tiandu Empire and controls hundreds of thousands of troops on the border. His strength is unfathomable.

You have to know that the Tiandu Empire is a country of immortal cultivation. You can imagine how powerful the person who can sit in that position is.

Zhao Sheng showed a proud look on his face. After revealing his name, he successfully obtained a seat without any fighting.

Although many people were dissatisfied with Zhao Sheng, they obviously could not afford to offend the forces behind him.

There were fewer and fewer seats, until only two were left. Everyone was staring at them with bloodshot eyes.

"Why hasn't Lu Hao come out yet!" Youlan murmured softly. With his strength, he would definitely be able to get a seat.

"Why did he end up like this? Was it because of the declining Yuntian Sect?" Zhao Sheng burst into laughter when he heard Youlan's murmur.

Ever since Lu Hao and Youlan had a fight, he had been filled with hatred and had been trying every possible way to kill the other party. Now that he had found an opportunity, he naturally wanted to mock her harshly.

"Zhao Yu from Jinqian Sect wants to get a place!" A young man in his twenties hesitated slightly, but still stood up and said.

Their Jinqian Sect is a third-rate sect, mainly because it has no sect-stabilizing spells. This time, he carries the hopes of everyone in the sect and wants to obtain a inherited spell at all costs to change the sect's situation.

The imagination is beautiful, but the reality is that the most outstanding disciple of Jinqian Sect was strangled into pieces by various flying swords and magical treasures before he even got close to the seat.

Finally, the seventh position was occupied by a young man in gray clothes with an evil look on his face. He was covered in blood and looked like he had just killed his way out.

Now there is only one spot left, and everyone in the field is eager to try.

"Mu Lingshan from Lingquan Sect wants to get a place!" A beautiful pregnant woman stood up. Her voice was very sweet, but she was extremely unconfident.

The Lingquan Sect has actually declined to the point of being not even of a good sect. Mu Lingshan was adopted and raised by her master since she was a child. Out of gratitude, she wants to acquire a magic spell to revive her master's sect.

Magic spells in the cultivation world are extremely rare, especially high-level spells. All sects will not pass them on to outsiders. They even set up restrictions in the disciples' sea of ​​consciousness. Once anyone tries to spy on their spells, the sea of ​​consciousness will self-destruct.

Whether a sect is strong or not, in addition to constantly producing geniuses, it must have a powerful magic to support it.

Of course, the Yuntian Sect was an exception. The main reason was that Taoist Tianyun was too talented. Apart from him, no one else had fully mastered the Four Heavenly Swords he created, which led to the decline of the Yuntian Sect.

It is precisely because of this that both Zhang Yu, who was strangled into pieces, and Mu Lingshan, who is about to take action, are extremely eager to obtain a powerful spell to change the situation of the sect.

"Alas..." Lu Hao sighed in his heart as he looked at the beautiful pregnant woman who admired him. With this woman's strength, it was too difficult for her to grab a seat.

As soon as Mu Lingshan landed in the arena, she was attacked. A huge golden palm, with a fierce gust of wind, slapped down at her.

Mu Lingshan took out a bracelet and instantly turned into a fiery red fox. It soared high into the sky on all fours and collided directly with the golden giant palm.

"Bang!" A loud noise was heard, and the golden giant palm was directly smashed to pieces. Only a fiery red fox was left in the sky guarding Mu Lingshan.

"There are some things, but let's see how many of our attacks you can withstand!" A man with his upper body naked sneered, and then continued to practice magic.

Ten huge palms suddenly appeared in the sky, and then one palm was stronger than the other, slapping towards Mu Lingshan.

Mu Lingshan's magic power surged all over her body and continuously poured into the bracelet. Suddenly, the fiery red fox's body swelled up again.

The two collided with each other, and explosions were heard. In the end, Mu Lingshan defeated the enemy's attack and killed her opponent directly.

However, before she could be happy, more than ten figures appeared in the field, holding magical treasures and attacking Mu Lingshan.

Mu Lingshan was quite powerful. She was not at all inferior to the attacks of these people. However, as more and more people came to fight, she gradually became exhausted. Her hair was disheveled, her clothes were torn, and there were scars on her body.

Mu Lingshan was hit by another palm strike and immediately started coughing up blood. Before she could react, another sword stabbed at her forehead, intending to kill her to pieces.

Mu Lingshan tried her best to dodge, but her right arm was still pierced by the sword, and even part of her long skirt was torn, revealing a piece of snow-white skin.

"Is it over?" Mu Lingshan looked at the dozens of spiritual treasures that were rushing towards her again with her beautiful eyes, and she suddenly felt despair. She was really unable to resist these attacks, and she could not help but close her beautiful eyes, waiting for death to come.

"Master, I have tried my best!" Mu Lingshan was engulfed in the white light, and a tear of unwillingness rolled down from the corner of her eye.

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