Chapter 1144

"What do you say?"

Situ Mo asked, "who do you think is better now?"

"I feel no difference. If I really want to, Yunchen may be stronger."

"Your feeling is not wrong. Yunchen's strength in the middle stage of the immortal crushed this person, but the problem is also here. This earthquake is the early stage of the immortal, but it can fight up and down with Yunchen in the middle stage."

"What does that mean?"

"It shows that this person has hidden strength!" Sufu road.

Situ Mo smiled, "I'll take a look at you through the heavenly eye." Situ Mo's hand rested on Su Fu's shoulder. Through situ Mo's eyes, he saw a completely different scene.

Yunchen is fighting a monster wrapped with magic patterns.

This is something ordinary disciples can't see.

"Among the Tongtian immortal sect, there are very few disciples. They are wet and egg. As long as they have talent, they can enter them."

"That's right. He is a demon family and has reached the realm of immortals. Only with the strong flesh and inheritance of the demon family can he be equal to Yunchen."

"According to brother situ, isn't the battle between them fruitless?"

"Of course not. Yunchen is at a loss, but this Zhentian has never really made a move. This person is hiding his clumsiness. You carefully observe Yunchen's moves, and each blow is very fierce. However, hitting Zhentian doesn't make much waves."

"This shows that in this person's view, Yunchen has not been really regarded as an opponent by him." Situ Mo is very experienced in fighting. Every word is precious. He basically talks about the point.

Sure enough, after another ten moves, Zhentian's evil spirit soared and directly crushed Yunchen. Zhentian attracted the power of Jiutian xuanlei to bombard Yunchen, and Yunchen was seriously injured.

Zhentian had to fight. One of the three elders flashed to the void to intercept Zhentian, but they didn't think that Beiming ancestor was faster than him. He moved sideways and stopped him directly.

The ancestor of Beiming said with a smile, "it makes sense for sect disciples to fight, regardless of life and death. If you want to fight, I'll fight with you."

If they want to fight, I'm afraid the whole Tianxian academy will not live in peace.

After all, they are all yuan immortals. If they start, they are prone to the collapse of heaven and earth. If these disciples are affected a little, they will die miserably. This is a terrible consequence that no one can bear.

Zhentian killed Yunchen. At this time, yunshang stood up and stopped Zhentian.

Zhentian took a look at the cloud clothes. There was no breath on the cloud clothes, but the woman made him feel very dangerous.

"Go away, or I'll suppress you." The sky roared.

Yunshang didn't say much. He suddenly drew a river of heaven against the void, which directly isolated Zhentian. The power of Zuxian overflowed and shrouded Zhentian and the flying boat behind him.

Yunshang is declaring war on everyone on the flying boat.

Not long after, two masters of ancestral immortal breath stood up on the flying boat. They were also introverted, and the feeling of DNA was deeper than that of cloud clothes.

This is the state that the breath can be hidden to the extreme only after the strength reaches a certain level.

At one point, the two sides were going to fight.

The sword is drawn and ready to explode.

Fortunately, the elder stopped it in time.

"The disciples of Zuxian level don't have to fight each other. Our Tianxian academy can't stand such trouble."

"Don't be afraid, old man." The ancestor of Beiming groaned and was quite dissatisfied.

In the past, his disciples were killed. Now, instead, he had better stop directly, which made him very unconvinced.

"My Tianxian academy has never been afraid of this word. In my Tianxian academy, I have to abide by the rules of my Tianxian Academy. Otherwise, I will kill anyone who comes."

Qingtian Shenjian covers dozens of star regions, and the great elder stands under the starry sky like a god attracting worldwide attention. He exudes divine Qi and makes people worship.

"This is a saint!"

The ancestor of the northern underworld stared at the elder. Although there was a word difference between the yuan immortal and the holy immortal, there was a world of difference. The stronger the cultivation, the more difficult it was to make progress.

The difference of one word is the natural moat, which cannot be crossed, and he has stayed in the realm of Yuan Xian for 50000 years, and there is no sign of breakthrough.

"OK, Tianlong, kill demons. You two are not allowed to fight." They are Zuxian. As long as they don't do it, there's no problem.

"As usual, choose three disciples from the second generation and the third generation to compete. If anyone wins, he can get the opportunity to enter the practice of Qingtian God."

"Old and immortal, you have to enter our Qingtian divinity book to practice whatever you win or lose. In that case, our Tianxian academy will suffer too much. You can't give anything. You have to take out something as a reward."

"Otherwise, we suffer losses every year, which is absolutely impossible."

"Don't tell me that you are tongtianxianzong. You can't even find a decent Lingbao."

"OK, I'll take some good things out, too." With a big hand waved by the ancestor of the northern underworld, a lotus seed bloomed, and the Qi of chaos was released from it.

"This is the seed of chaotic green lotus?"

"No." Situ Mo's eyes were straight, "this is the seed of Qingtian lotus."

After hundreds of thousands of years of evolution, qingtianlian can evolve into one. Even in the whole Southern Star region, only tongtianxianzong can have one.

"This is the seed of Qingtian lotus of Tongtian immortal sect. It can live and die, human flesh and bones, and even cultivate a second God."

"The of this thing should be equal to the opportunity to practice in the blue sky god's book."

"OK."

The four elders smiled, "in that case, let's start."

"Two wins in three games."

Beiming's ancestor said, "Zhentian, this first scene is still up to you."

The three elders thought for a moment. It seems that they can't find anyone here. Listening to the wind, they must stay until the end. Yunchen has been seriously injured, and the neon clothes of Zuxian realm can't fight.

There are few of the second generation disciples with available strength.

Although these people are in the middle of immortality, they are just like a straw bag. They have insufficient combat experience and can't be relied on.

If you lose, it's small to practice in the Qingtian God's mirror, and it's big to lose talents.

On weekdays, I don't mention being trampled on my head by a Heavenly God Academy. If I am trampled on by the Tongtian immortal sect, I don't have to mix with the immortal academy that day.

The four elders' eyes fell on situ mo.

"Let situ Mo write this sentence."

"Let situ Mo paint it." Some disciples looked at each other. Isn't situ Mo a disciple of three generations?

Why did the elder let him go.

Some disciples also sigh. The earthquake is so powerful that Yunchen, one of the three immortals, was almost killed just now. This situ Mo is just a disciple of three generations. The elder drank too much fake wine.