The divine bird Bifang, which had just appeared, looked at Wang Qianjun, who had suddenly left the battlefield, with its deep red eyes in astonishment. It never expected that someone could be so shameless.

This is a life-and-death competition. That guy obviously didn't suffer any serious injuries. He ran away without even fighting in the second round? Wouldn't he be targeted? !

Human race scum! Outside the battlefield, the leaders of the nine immortal sects were also somewhat amused.

"This Wang Qianjun is quite interesting."

"Indeed, the sword has returned to the elixir, and the sword intent has returned. I'm afraid he has referred to the secret techniques of our Sword Pavilion and has been preparing for this day for no less than a hundred years, just to break through the Nascent Soul stage."

The leader of Jiange also nodded.

To advance to the Nascent Soul stage, one needs to break the pill and condense the Nascent Soul, and the flawless golden pill has a 50% chance of success. If there is a better opportunity or a more ingenious way, the success rate may be increased again! But no matter how much you mention it, it is extremely difficult to reach 100%, unless you are born with a different species, that is, the so-called different spiritual roots. It is not God who feeds you, but God who fills your stomach with food. Even if you don’t practice, you can become more and more powerful as time goes by.

The treatment for human practitioners is indeed not that high, but over the years, naturally countless predecessors have worked hard to summarize a set of effective methods.

At least he saw the shadow of the Sword Pavilion's secret technique in the methods used by Wang Qianjun.

All I can say is that it's good to have a Nascent Soul father. I'm afraid that when this guy was just born, his Nascent Soul father had already paved the way for him. Not only did he do everything possible to help him clear the obstacles to promotion, he even prepared the secret method for his promotion to Nascent Soul.

This is called winning at the starting line.

"But the ending was a little too straightforward. He clearly still had the strength to fight."

There were also sect leaders who frowned slightly, expressing dissatisfaction.

In the arena of life and death, you should try your best, just in case something unexpected happens?

We are fighting on behalf of the human race and we cannot afford to make any mistakes.

"It doesn't matter. There's still Zhenchi sitting behind us."

The leader of Tianyan Sect smiled slightly and said nonchalantly: "It's good to win the first battle. I think the human race can add another Yuanying Master in the future. We can't lose this life and death arena. Wang Qianjun must have seen this, so he left so decisively."

On the surface, he was praising Wang Qianjun, but secretly he was actually saying that Zhen Chi's Golden Core was invincible. Everyone present was a smart person, so how could they not hear what he meant.

However, no one refuted it. Zhen Chi's strength was obvious to all and there was no longer any dispute about it. If it were not for the fact that one could not bring their own supplies and pills in the life and death arena, he would probably be able to defeat ten people in a row by himself.

Not only the cultivators outside the battlefield were discussing this, but Wang Qianjun's move, along with the cover of the sky, spread throughout the entire world of immortal cultivation.

This guy always gets mixed reviews. He just won his first battle and should have been very popular and been praised by everyone. However, as soon as he saw the next enemy, he turned around and ran away without any delay at all.

Even those who wanted to praise him felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

Fortunately, he won the first battle after all, so he didn't have to endure too much criticism. Many people also began to have a different opinion of this lunatic in the world of immortal cultivation.

At least this guy is not relying on his Yuanying father to bully only within the human race and kill the demon race and the Pantheon. He is not a wax figure with a silver spear.

After withdrawing from the battlefield, Wang Qianjun ran over. He looked unharmed, but he had a sharp and heavy aura. He smiled brightly and said, "Divine Bird Bifang, wow, the guys from the Pantheon are coming."

The Nascent Soul Master who was in charge of negotiating with these geniuses glanced at him strangely. Considering this guy's actions and choices, he was neither worthy of praise nor scolding. All one could say was that this guy was just like that.

"Wherever the divine bird Bifang is, a great fire will ignite. As long as the fire is not extinguished, life will not be lost. Whether it is defense or attack, they are all extraordinary, and ordinary immortal arts can hardly hurt them at their roots."

The Yuanying Master in charge of deploying the troops ignored Wang Qianjun who wanted to brag and said calmly, "Who thinks they can gain an advantage next?"

Being able to see who your enemy is is an advantage in itself.

When there are still many geniuses on your team who have not yet made it, you can completely choose the power of restraint, and you will have a great chance of winning the game.

As for whether the opponent will restrain himself next time, that will be a matter for the next game. Anyway, we will talk about it after we win this game.

Although everyone thinks that this life and death competition is absolutely safe, necessary caution is still required. After so many years in the world of immortal cultivation, what has not happened?

There are many cases of boats capsizing in the gutter!

To be on the safe side, it is better to let a few geniuses not have the opportunity to appear than to be really careless.

"Let me do it."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone immediately responded.

The Holy Maiden of the Hehuan Sect, Luo Qingyin! Today, she was not covered by holy light, and her rich Taoist aura was as conspicuous as the moon left in the human world. That special beauty far surpassed the beauty of flesh and blood, and was in harmony with the Tao.

The Hehuan Sect was able to become one of the nine great immortal sects not just by relying on dual cultivation.

However, there are also great methods for dual cultivation. Many low-level cultivators only know about the Hehuan Sect from storybooks and have prejudices in their hearts.

As the Holy Maiden of Hehuan Sect, Luo Qingyin does have the need to go to war. In addition to promoting her own reputation and that of the Hehuan Sect, she also wants to prove to the sect that the resources spent on her are not wasted.

"good."

The Yuanying Master nodded slightly, thinking that this person was a good candidate. Apart from the formation maniac, Luo Qingyin was one of the top geniuses of the human race. "Fight with great momentum and strengthen the reputation of our human race!"

Luo Qingyin nodded with a smile and moved lightly with lotus steps.

Despite the seemingly slow speed, they had already entered the battlefield in the blink of an eye.

When the divine bird Bifang saw the enemy, it cried out, "Bifang!"

Suddenly, the raging fire was like a sea tide. The hot flames wantonly burned everything around. The air was twisting and swirling, lava was flowing on the ground, and even the sky was dyed red. Not even a cloud was left.

It looks like a crane, with one foot, red markings, green body and a white beak. It is called Bifang and its cry is its own.

The Pantheon is naturally capable of keeping secrets from the human race, but humans have been fighting the Pantheon for so many years that their understanding of the Pantheon is not much inferior to that of the human race.

I just don't know what kind of guys they are going to send up. If they really go up, I will recognize them.

Facing the dangerous environment, Luo Qingyin's face did not show any fluctuation. At some point, a guqin suddenly appeared in her arms.

As if made of jade, her delicate white fingers gently stroked the strings of the guqin.

The sound waves were rippling, and I didn't know if it was an illusion, but the speed of the spreading sea of ​​fire seemed to have slowed down a little.

And this is just the beginning.

With the first sound of the piano, the brilliant and ancient music began.

Luo Qingyin stood there, flicking her fingers.

The lofty and ethereal music continued one after another, leisurely and beautifully.

Amid the beautiful and elegant piano music, water seems to be falling from the sky.

Extremely gloomy, extremely dark, extremely cold! As Shuize appeared, Luo Qingyin's own Dao essence seemed to also fluctuate with the sound of the piano and spread out.

The territory that the divine bird Bifang had just laid out had not even had time to unfold. When it encountered the thick black water, the fire suddenly stopped! It was as if it had encountered an unshakable natural enemy.

Nine Heavens Styx Soul Crossing Song! "Bifang!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the divine bird Bifang became furious and cried out its own name. A ball of scorching sun rose from its body and rushed straight towards Luo Qingyin.

The sun lies across the sky, with flames strong enough to burn everything, and nothing can stand still!

However, just as it rushed forward, a river blocked its way.

An extremely uncomfortable aura was brewing within it, and this power naturally contained the ultimate restraint on fire.

The harmony of Yin and Yang is ultimately just a fantasy that most cultivators cannot achieve; the incompatibility of water and fire is the easiest thing to see and the easiest thing to happen.

This is exactly the case.

The divine bird Bifang crashed headfirst into the River Styx!

Amidst the mouth - drying sound, three breaths later, the divine bird Bifang used its own brute force to break through the barrier of the Styx. The brilliance on its body, which was like the sun, was submerged a lot, but its momentum was still strong.

Without any hesitation, Bifang still pounced on Luo Qingyin. It wanted to roast this woman alive with its supreme divine flame!

However, Luo Qingyin didn't even move.

When Bifang stepped into the River Styx, all the wildfires burning around him had been extinguished at some point.

The melodious sound of the piano has changed from the elegant and slow sound at the beginning to the solemn and murderous sound unconsciously.

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It's like a big tide. When you see the first wave hitting the shore, you should understand that this is just the beginning, not the end.

Luo Qingyin smiled, and all the flowers lost their color at this moment.

But for Bifang, that was far more disappointing than the wailing of evil spirits.

Because along with that smile, the darkest and darkest River Styx arrived!

It was as if the breath came from the underworld, completely enveloping this place. It was not a mortal power. It looked like a river, but secretly it was the manifestation of the Tao.

Use the sound of the piano to move heaven and earth, rely on your own Taoism, borrow the power of heaven and earth, and inherit your own method.

Heju, heju, who says you have to be harmonious with others?

The harmony of heaven and earth is also a wonderful principle!

"Bifang!"

The divine bird Bifang called again, sensing that something was wrong.

This woman's strength is extraordinary, and she used her ultimate move in a very targeted manner right from the start.

Once you are lost in the River Styx, it is almost the same as encountering the real River Styx.

Immediately, the divine bird Bifang no longer hesitated, and the aura from its body that was like the sun suddenly changed.

A strange flame suddenly appeared in front of it.

What kind of flame is that? When you look directly at it, you can't feel the slightest bit of heat, but you can detect a slight turbid smell.

The vast River Styx had unknowingly spread out before his eyes, but the flame was still able to burn in the River Styx, as if it was forcibly peeling itself off.

A strong wind that shook the heaven and earth descended here, blowing the turbid flames, turning them into countless stars that were as swift as flowing light, covering Luo Qingyin who was playing the piano.

This time, it is the real killer move.

This is also the foundation for Bifang to gain a foothold in the Pantheon, an ability that is close to a natural divine power! Skills are close to the Tao, nothing is better than this!

However, Luo Qingyin was still unaware.

She played the piano with ecstasy, and her whole body seemed to merge into the Styx.

The self is merely an external manifestation, so why should we be so obsessed with it?

The Avenue responded to the sound of her playing, and the Styx high above the nine heavens roared down. The darkest river water covered the heaven, earth and everything. In the endless destruction, she was the only hope of life here.

The sound of the piano became hoarse and low at this time, like crying and complaining.

It was as if the music from ancient times was about to end, the prosperous era was no longer visible, all spirits were wailing and crying in misery, but even the struggle ended in just a moment.

Some turbid sparks penetrated the dark stage and launched a final stranglehold on the center of everything, hoping to resolve everything there.

However, fairy-tale dreams are ultimately just the fantasies of mortals.

The bloody truth is the ultimate theme.

The burning flames of Bifang fell on Luo Qingyin's body.

But it seems like nothingness.

The figure stood there like a dream, between reality and nothingness. No matter how fiercely the flames burned, it was difficult to hurt her in the slightest.

Her breath is intertwined with the Styx, the Styx is her, and she is the Styx.

The magical power of the Hehuan Sect: the body and the Tao are united!

This is an ultimate magical power that combines attack and defense. After practicing to a level almost similar to that of Nascent Soul, a true genius should at least master a magical power.

Now that her body and the Tao are one, it would be too much to think of causing trouble for her. Unless one destroys the Styx that descends here, she can be severely damaged.

Unfortunately, by the time the divine bird Bifang discovered and noticed it, it was already too late.

The piano music finally stopped.

Luo Qingyin looked at the unwilling divine bird. Her flawless and pretty face was filled with a sense of crisis that made people tremble deeply in their hearts.

"Send you to death."

The gentle voice was like music playing in my ears, without any murderous intent.

But as the voice fell, the Styx that descended here suddenly almost boiled, and a huge vortex appeared in front of the divine bird Bifang. The darkest river water washed, covered, entangled, and wiped out everything that existed here! Bifang struggled hard, and endless flames surged out, trying to ignite the river water and get rid of the shackles.

But, it didn't work.

The most yin and dark power is naturally resistant to fire. This extraordinary move did not block the River Styx, but instead made it more trapped. Every stream of water became a noose of life at this time.

The huge whirlpool washed over hundreds and thousands of times in a very short period of time.

No living creature can withstand such a horrific attack, not even the divine bird.

As the breath of the Styx gradually dissipated here, the struggling figure fell down completely, and not a trace of flame could rise up.

Luo Qingyin stood there quietly, independent and detached from the world, like a fairy descending to earth.

The second battle, and victory again. (End of this chapter)