Nine Evolutions of the True Spirit

The old man is dressed in an azure daoist robe and is the director of True Spirit Side Hall, Core Forging Stage True Person Xuan Yong.

This Taoist Chief Xuan Yong is amiable and approachable, and he is highly respected by Side Hall dísciple and Professor Immortal Elder. I saw him standing on the ring, beside him were two middle-aged cultivators who looked like Taoist cultivators.

The Taoist Chief Xuan Yong said with a smile: "The disciples cultivation is hard, and you have contributed to leading Immortal Elder!"

Immortal Elder quickly thanked everyone.

Dao Chang Xuan Yong pointed at the two people around him and said: "These two people want to come and you know each other, but I'm afraid I don't know the dísciple below, so I have to introduce it."

After that, point to the thin and tall cultivator on his left and say: "This is the Xuansu True Person." Then he pointed to the red-faced cultivator on the right and said: "This is Xuan Ce True Person."

All dísciples are startled in their hearts, and they are actually two True Persons!

Of these dísciple normally is the only Core Forging Stage True Person in Side Hall. Dean Xuan Yong is also rarely seen, and the overwhelming majority dísciple is only seen once in five years of competition. There are actually three True Persons here this time, why not make the dísciple excited? If you perform well in the competition and are favored by any True Person, you can immediately become the Inner Sect Disciple, and the Blood Dissolution Stage is in sight.

Lu Ping looked at the three True Persons on the stage. Although he was extremely admired in his heart, he kept a trace and soberness and calm in his heart. The three True Persons came to the competition of the Blood Refining Stage cultivator. It seems that this competition is really extraordinary!

It just made Lu Ping wonder if there is something that can make True Person of Core Forging Stage pay attention to their little Blood Refining cultivator competition?

After more than two hundred dísciples are drawn, they will fight against each other. The place of the competition will be on eight small arenas. The first round will determine the top 128, and there will be two rounds a day, and the top six will be determined on the first day. Fourteen.

The eight small arenas raised small shields. Lu Ping knew that this was an application of Formation, which could prevent attacks below the Blood Dissolution Stage from accidentally injuring people outside the arena.

Each ring is hosted by an Immortal Elder from the Blood Dissolution Stage.

Xuan Yong True Person is also not long-winded, and directly announced the start of the competition, and the dísciple went to the central ring to draw lots in a pot containing red and blue bamboo sticks.

Lu Ping did not expect his luck to draw a bye, but he did not draw Senior Apprentice such as Blood Refining Eighth Layer and Ninth Layer. After all, more than half of these two hundred people are Blood. The cultivation base of Refining Seventh Layer.

Lu Ping first round’s opponent is a dísciple from the Twelfth group in the middle of the Blood Refining Seventh Layer. This dísciple looks younger than Lu Ping, about fifteen years old and tall and thin. A little arrogant in the childish look of his stature.

Li Sheng does have a proud capital. He is only fifteen years old this year, and he has reached the mid-term of the Blood Refining Seventh Layer. In terms of cultivation, he not only has innate talent, but hard work is no worse than other dísciples. . Not only the family, but even the group Immortal Elder praised him for entering the Blood Dissolution Stage with almost no problems.

There are five geniuses in Grade 2 dísciple. They are the first group Lin Sheng, the fifth group Zhao Lang, the Seventh Group Shi Lingling, the fourteenth group Leng Qian, and the eighteenth group Qian Fei. These five people are known as the "Five Shows" and they are all characters of Blood Refining Eighth Layer and Ninth Layer, because these five people entered the Blood Refining late stage Seventh Layer before they were fourteen years old.

Li Sheng has always believed that he is only the "sixth show" of these five people. This competition smelled sect's rich rewards, and the family has prepared a good low-level for it. Magic tool, as well as a lot of talisman, can be said to be rich in wealth, he himself is even more ambitious, consciously, even if he encounters the Senior Apprentice of Blood Refining Eighth Layer, he can beat it, even the ordinary Blood Refining Ninth Layer dísciple is not impossible. Fight with one.

So when this ordinary 16 or 17-year-old Blood Refining Seventh Layer dísciple stood in front of Lu Ping, Li Sheng naturally thought that this was a stepping stone for him to advance to the next round.

Lu Ping looked at the half-old child, smiled for no reason, drew out his advanced magic weapon, put on a gesture style of "Blood Dissolving Bone Refining Sword", and said to Li Sheng: "Junior Brother Please!"

Looking at Lu Ping actually using this Foundation Swordsmanship, Li Sheng is also a common disciple with no family background. His face is even more contemptuous, and he screams, showing off. Generally, he took out a top rank magic weapon and presented a gesture style of Kung Fu handed down by the family. Father thought to himself that this set of "Twenty-Four Swords of Gale" was quite formidable power in the Blood Refining Stage. Obviously, he is afraid that he hasn't even heard of this set of Sword Art.

Lu Ping really doesn't have the Sword Art set of sees, but looking at this little cultivator like a child showing off his toys, I think it's very ridiculous. However, through this strange sword style, he was aware of the danger in it.

Li Sheng flashed the top rank magic weapon in his hand, and an unrolled bolt of white silk flashed white light. Lu Ping suddenly felt that a magic power was hidden in this road and was sent by the magic weapon. Among the white light, swiftly came toward the face, the move was not old, and the face had been cut and hurt.

Lu Ping calmly challenged, turned around to avoid this white light, and the magic soldier in his hand was also a sword qi, which cut back to Li Sheng's wrist.

Li Shengsi didn't care, relying on the sharpness of the magic soldiers, he pushed Lu Ping's magic soldiers to the side, pinched a hand gesture with his left hand, and at the same time mutter incantations in his mouth, a flame rose, and waited. After Lu Ping's magic soldiers were separated, they were open and beat him completely unprepared.

Unexpectedly, when the two magic weapons were connected, Li Sheng felt that a strong magic power was transmitted to his magic weapons. He was temporarily weak. Not only did he not disengage the opponent’s magic weapons, but he was actually himself. Pushed by this force, it took two steps back to resolve it.

The flame tactic in his hand was rushed by this magic power, and it was deflected. Lu Ping easily dodged it. The flames exploded, making Lu Ping a simple breeze blowing thoroughly.

The contemptuous color on Li Sheng's face disappeared a lot. This person's magic power is so strong that he is not under him. It seems that some of them have been beaten. But thinking of his wealth in his storage pouch, Li Sheng suddenly felt more confident.

Lu Ping looked at the soya bean-sized gap cut out on the sword edge of the high-grade magic soldier in his hand, he couldn't help but smile a little bitterly on his face. This magic soldier was only three times in his hand. In the month, after only two fights, he suffered such a heavy blow.

The magic weapon in Li Sheng's hand crossed and attacked again. A set of "Twenty-Four Swords of Gale" was faster than a sword, and a sword was as fast as a sword. At the same time, the spell in his hand won together. After one pass, there were occasionally several talisman intertwined in it, and hit Lu Ping with his head and face.

Lu Ping really feels a little rushed for a while, the other party’s Sword Art is like a violent wind passing through the border, it is simply with no opportunity, there are also flame tactics, ice-sealed tactics, wind blade tactics, golden sword. Tactics, giant tree tactics and so on spell, when I finally got a little breath with a solid foundation, before I could counterattack a half move, the opponent was a talisman to make up.

Lu Ping looked at one after another low-grade or even mid-grade Blood Refinement Talisman, and fought at him without money, like a piece of spirit stone dangling in front of his own eyes. Yelling at wasrel.

"Fortunately, this Li Sheng is somewhat sensible, and he didn't regard the high-grade talisman as a water drift." Just as Lu Ping sighed, an ice blade talisman exploded in front of him. Lu Ping’s spiritual power fluctuated, and Lu Ping jumped, wishing to slap in the flace, which is clearly a high-grade talisman.

The cold air, before the three crystal clear and near-transparent ice skates hit him, he had already scared the cold hair on Lu Ping's body to stand up.