Become a Demon Lord, sign in and develop for three hundred years

Chapter 45 Dugu Sword Intent

The white horse passed through the gap, and suddenly three days passed.

Under the Immortal Vine, the Immortal Lord's birthday banquet officially begins.

A red vine leaf with a radius of several miles was lifted into the air, like a jade plate reaching the sky. It was the jade true platform.

Above, the Qiong Tower is covered with jade and celestial beings, and the splendid spiritual plants are dazzling. Looking from a distance, the stars are twinkling and misty like clouds, just like a fairyland.

The sky is full of colorful clouds, and the Xuanhui light is shining, magnificent and magnificent.

Dozens of Jindan masters were chatting and having a banquet.

Sitting in the middle, Taoist Master Yuyi was high-spirited and gentle, but his eyes were full of childishness.

When someone comes to wish me a birthday, I greet them with a smile and a pleasant attitude.

When someone comes to offer wine, he doesn’t pretend to take it and drinks it happily.

When he meets a junior whom he meets, he will give some gentle words and make some jokes.

This person is none other than the Yuan Shen of Xuan Bing Jie Sect, Du Mi Xian Zun.

"Congratulations to the Immortal, and I wish the Immortal to have great power and longevity."

Xu Mingyuan held his hands in greeting. He was dressed in a moon-white gown, astonishingly talented and graceful, as if he were a fairy boy descending to earth.

"It turns out that he is the Qilin son of the Xu family. Your ancestor also gave me a magic weapon, but you were asked to pay for it?" Watami chuckled and winked narrowly.

"I don't dare to praise the Immortal Lord because several waves of demons appeared in the gaps in the sky.

The ancestor went to suppress it, but he didn't come in person, so he asked the immortal for forgiveness. "

Xu Mingyuan's tone was neither humble nor arrogant, and he replied calmly.

Domi waved his hand and said with a laugh: "It's all old guys who have nothing to look at. The faces that have been there for thousands of years remain the same. I'm either angry or annoyed.

It's just that you little guys have some new ideas. "

Du Mi looked Xu Mingyuan up and down.

"It's interesting. I actually developed sword intent at the seventh level of Ningzhen. But I want to try my hand at various Taoist techniques at my birthday party."

"I just want to meet the talents here with the sword in my hand, and maybe make the immortal smile." Xu Mingyuan replied in a deep voice.

"It would be nice to be more lively, hahaha, go, go!" Du Mi waved his sleeves, and Xu Mingyuan immediately withdrew.

Tou Mi tapped his chopsticks lightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he was rarely interested, and his thoughts were vague.

Xuanhen Sword Sect is not particular about what they do, but I have to say that this sword intention is summarized well.

The world's sword intentions are classified into nine types, and all sword cultivators must account for one of them.

They are Dugu, Heming, Guanghua, Gangzheng, Peacock, Shunyi, Tiandun, Guayan and Guizhen.

The Xu family's Qilinzi's Dugu Sword Intention is the best at overcoming the superior and defeating the inferior, fighting beyond the level, and does not judge combat power based on cultivation level.

It's really interesting. You can see the drama at this birthday party.

……

The most troublesome thing in this world is that enemies meet on opposite sides of the road.

Liao Chenyu and Huang Huabi are in this state of mind right now.

Liao Chenyu looked at Xu Jindan sitting opposite with complicated eyes and said lightly,

"Why, the person who escaped from the battle is willing to show his face?"

For this Immortal Lord's birthday banquet, the Xu family only sent one Jindan, the clan elder Xu Yingqu.

But I saw him raising his glass from a distance, signaling to the two Jindans of Mingtan Sect, and just then he said,

"It is up to others to laugh and scold, and I will be the victor."

Then he chuckled and said, "The Sword Transformation Competition is coming again. I wonder if you have ordered Tan Zong to prepare a few Taoist techniques this time to sacrifice to me and Feijian."

Huang Huabi looked at Xu Yingqu with cold eyes and said calmly, "I'm not afraid of flashing my tongue. Have you, the heir of the Xu family, condensed the sword intention or obtained the true inheritance? You are talking shamelessly here."

Xu Yingqu's eyes drifted and he said with a smile: "Maybe there are. I advise you to go back and find more disciples. If there are no Taoists and talents, it would be better to have more people who wave the flag and shout."

Huang Huabi was furious.

No wonder she is like this.

Among the seven peaks of Mingtan, only the three peaks of White Bones, Mysterious Demon, and Puppet Shadow have true magical powers of swordsmanship.

And because Shadow Peak is the first god-demonic peak and has the most complete magical powers, the disciples of Shadow Peak can hold silk swords several times.

In the last sword transformation competition, the ordinary disciples of Puppet Shadow Peak suffered the heaviest losses, and they were ridiculed by the Xuanhen Sword Sect as "What a silk-stringing sword, it's so fancy, it's better to call it a silk-stringing show instead."

At this moment, Xu Mingyuan Shi Shiran came behind Xu Yingqu and looked at the two Mingtanzong masters coldly.

I saw that he had an extraordinary aura,

Just like a solitary peak, it is heartbreaking,

Another example is the only man in the world who makes people break their swords.

"This is..." The two masters of Mingtan Sect immediately saw the clues and looked a little ugly.

Xu Yingqu laughed,

"Ming Yuan, this fighting arena can be entered repeatedly.

You must get closer to your good friends in Mingtanzong.

Let several peaks and Taoist disciples give you guidance. "

After saying that, he bowed his hands to the two masters of Mingtan Sect, flicked his sleeves, and left together with Xu Mingyuan.

Huang Huabi was filled with anger at this time and went to the spiritual platform in anger.

There are more than a dozen large sects and aristocratic families coming to celebrate their birthdays in the land of the West, but there are only ten in the arena. It is obvious whether they have lost their dignity or not.

The bottom line for Mingtanzong is to occupy at least one arena.

As a result, I never thought that the Xu family would actually have a late-stage Ningzhen who condensed his sword intent.

If they were to target Ming Tan Sect for a sniper attack, the Taoist disciples of the ninth level of Ningzhen would probably be no match for them, and they would definitely not be able to defend the arena.

Huang Huabi turned around to look bitterly, but Liao Chenyu was there.

He immediately said with some displeasure, "Aren't you worried about losing the sect's reputation?"

"A jar of Wanrunxueling wine!" Liao Chenyu said lightly,

Huang Huabi was a little confused and looked at Liao Chenyu with surprise: "What do you mean?"

Liao Chenyu laughed,

"The mountain man has his own clever plan! How about you and I take a gamble?

Our sect is bound to secure a place in the arena. If this is the case, you will lose to me a jar of Wanrunhua Xueling Liquor.

If you don't occupy it, I will also lose an item to you, and you can choose a spiritual item of equal value. "

Seeing Liao Chenyu's confidence, Huang Huabi immediately said,

"The spiritual thing is nothing but a trivial matter, I just don't want to embarrass myself in front of the Xu family.

If you can really hold on to the arena, I still have three jars of Wanrunhuaxuelingjiu, and I will give them all to you. "

"It's a deal!" Liao Chenyu flicked his fingers, and a beam of light broke through the air.

……

Under the red vine leaves for miles around,

Another hundred-foot-sized green leaves were produced, with ten leaves in total, which were exactly ten arenas.

Each of the ten golden elixirs of the Xuanbing Jie Sect stood on the leaf stem,

It not only determines the outcome, but also avoids death. After all, the birthday banquet is just for fun. If any accident happens to the disciples of each sect, the Xuanbing Jie Sect will not look good.

A magnificent loud noise echoed in everyone's ears,

"Stay in the ring for three days,

Those who succeed in guarding the ring will be given a magic weapon by Immortal Dumi.

Disciples of each sect are not allowed to challenge the master of their own sect. "

Boom!

A hundred feet high, shaped like a solitary peak, the incense burned, and green smoke curled up into the sky.

There were no groups, no promotions, and the rules were simple and rough. Jiang Moshu complained secretly and thought for a while.

Can't get on? That is a magic weapon, worth the old nose spirit stone.

Or should I go to several arenas and see how others fight? After all, I don’t have much experience in fighting.

At this moment, a beam of light "swooshed" fell in front of him.

Hey, what's going on with Liao Zhenren, who is leading the team?

Jiang Moshu opened it with a finger, and a message was transmitted to his spiritual consciousness.

After a moment, Jiang Moshu nodded and smiled knowingly.

Unexpectedly, in the Ten Thousand Monsters Jungle, there was a real Miao behind him who could withstand the pressure of the Demon King. This was indeed a favor he owed.

I am an ordinary disciple, but this garrisoned golden elixir can defeat the Demon King. It seems that the friendship between Corpse Buddha Peak and Ten Thousand Ghosts Peak is okay.

Then I'll return a favor to Corpse Buddha Peak and keep this challenge.

Besides, watching other people's fighting skills, how can you understand it thoroughly yourself and make a decisive decision in a fight?

Thinking of this, I saw a young Taoist priest with red lips and white teeth rushing up to the Yiye Arena first, and said in a loud voice,

"Mingtanzong, Ji Cuiyu, please give me some advice."