The rise of the sect: I am the most enduring child in the world of immortality

The most uncomfortable thing for everyone now is that both sides have the same blue dragon horns.

Each side has twelve.

It's a draw.

In this case, what decision should the old man with white bones make?

Who will win?

At this time.

Bi Youtian came out, his steps were slow, but he revealed a firmness and confidence.

At this time, the white bones on his body were as bright as silver clouds, emitting a crystal luster. At this moment, he smiled, his voice was very strange, and the white bones on his chest danced.

"How do you know that there is no one here."

"We have one more person here."

One more person? Where?

When everyone heard these words, they couldn't help but be stunned, and looked around, but they didn't see anything.

The huge blue dragon head hall was empty, and there was nothing special.

Ye Yang's eyes glowed slightly, and soon his pupils changed to one yin and one yang, one blue and one red.

Yin and yang reversed evil flowed in his eyes, and a gleam of light suddenly emerged.

Under the blessing of Yin-Yang Reverse Chaos Evil.

Ye Yang finally found something different in the air.

At this moment, the illusory space around the hall appeared vortex-like ripples, and then someone opened a window from the space and walked out slowly.

No, it can't be called a person, but an evil ghost.

Full of resentment, extremely terrifying.

"This third person."

Bi Youtian's voice echoed in the square.

"It's the evil ghost bride!"

The ghost bride who appeared from the space at this moment, wearing a blood-red wedding dress, stood in this ancient hall, looking lonely and weird.

She looked horrible, her skin was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood, like a body that had lost its life.

Her long hair was as black as the night, fluttering in the wind, hanging down to her heels, sometimes entwined around her, and sometimes squirming like a living thing, as if it had its own will.

Creepy. The figure was twisted and weird, as if it was the incarnation of the night.

The strangest thing was a pair of eyes sunken in the eye sockets, without pupils, only bottomless darkness, and the eyes were not flowing with tears, but blood.

She didn't seem to be alive, but more like a being condensed by a curse, a drop of blood and countless nights of loneliness.

In the hall, the old man with a haggard face opened his eyes.

Obviously, he had been hesitating.

After all, he had never seen the same situation of the Blue Dragon Horn twice.

At this moment, he heard that another person appeared in the field, and his brows relaxed.

"Cursed Ghost Mother?"

His voice was full of indescribable vicissitudes.

"It turned out to be an evil thing, no wonder it was not discovered before."

"That's right."

Bie Huanghun nodded slightly.

After he got this Cursed Ghost Mother, he always used it as a trump card and never showed it to others easily. Today he finally used it.

The old man with bones stood up slowly. Although his movements were slow, he revealed an indescribable majesty.

"Evil ghosts are also a special species, a race, and can be counted as part of the word companion. Are you sure he is your friend and can help you in the future?"

"Yes."

Bi Youtian answered confidently.

"Since you are so sure, let me see."

After that, he looked at the ghost bride.

She saw that her wedding dress was embroidered with complex black patterns, as if it was an ancient spell, exuding a strange breath.

Her fingers were long and slender, but covered with sharp nails, as if ready to tear everything that stood in her way.

As if admitting endless loneliness and pain

This evil ghost suddenly appeared.

All the eyes of both sides were focused on her.

"Cursed ghost mother, do you want to help Bi Youtian participate in this competition?"

Old man Bai Gu asked curiously.

After all, even he had little contact with these evil ghosts.

But something surprised everyone.

The cursed ghost mother said nothing, her face was indifferent.

Elder Bai Gu coughed dryly and repeated it again.

"Do you want to participate?"

But what was even more shocking was that she remained silent.

This?

The situation in the field was full of twists and turns

Especially Bi Youtian couldn't believe it and hurriedly urged.

"Ghost Bride, answer the words of Elder Bai Gu quickly, don't forget who rescued you."

At this moment, the evil ghost that he called didn't listen to his command.

Bi Youtian's voice was full of coldness and anger.

He stood on the high steps, staring at the cursed ghost mother in front of him like a knife.

The cursed ghost mother had a calm face, but at this moment she was like a sculpture, with a calm face and no wavering.

"What's going on?"

Bi Youtian's eyes flashed a bit sinister.

As his voice fell, countless black air flew out of his skeleton body.

Like ghosts, they came from all directions, surrounded the cursed ghost mother, and their momentum was overwhelming.

Old Bai Gu glanced at him.

"How dare you! Everyone here is a guest. How can we allow you to mess around?"

After saying that, he waved his hand, revealing his skinny big hand, and the black air emanating from Bi Youtian's body was immediately released.

"In a big meeting, both parties are willing, how can we force them?"

"Since there is no movement or emotional fluctuation, let's take another approach."

"You guys follow me."

Seeing this situation, Ye Yang secretly exclaimed that it was a close call!

Just now, he secretly activated the power of the corpse-wrapped red wedding dress and forcibly activated the characteristics of the Demon Devouring Immovable City, so he controlled the ghost bride.

Just now, he won a round.

Otherwise, I am afraid that Bie Huanghun would have lost this time.

The round of the ghost bride does not count. Now the two sides are still twelve blue dragon horns against twelve blue dragon horns.

Maybe there will be a chance to win a round in the future.

The white-bone old man led a group of people into the temple at this moment.

Only the ghost bride was still standing there motionless.

The white-bone old man brought the two groups of people to a huge arena.

"This is the arena for the competition."

The old man pointed to a huge circular pedestal in the center of the square.

"Since the blue dragon horns of both sides are the same, we can only use the method of additional test."

"You will compete here."

"The rules are very simple."

The white-bone old man continued to explain.

"You will decide your opponent by drawing lots, and then fight one-on-one."

"The winner will advance, and the loser will be eliminated."

"Okay, since everyone is here, let's start."

As his voice fell, the circular arena in the center of the square suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and then gradually rose.

At the same time, many small blue scales flew from all directions, flying and spinning around the arena.

Each scale has a serial number written on it.

"Now, please draw your own serial number."

Ye Yang walked forward and reached out to grab a scale.

When he opened the scale, there was a "three" written inside.

"Number three."

Ye Yang pondered in his heart.

He looked to the side and saw that everyone else had also drawn their own serial numbers.

Among them, Li Sijing, the god of southern Xinjiang, drew number one, and Hu Huangniu, the medical elixir and poison hand, drew number two.

The two will take the lead in starting the battle.

"The cultivation world is full of dangers, and strength is also a very important part of the competition."

"The winner is on top and the loser is on the bottom. There is nothing to say."

On the ring shrouded in fog.

Li Sijing and Hu Huangniu stood face to face.

One is known as the "Medical Pill Poison Hand", and the other is the famous general Li Sijing in southern Xinjiang.

Hu Huangniu was dressed in a green shirt, his face was normal, and his eyes flashed with cunning.

He gently stroked a blood and flesh gourd on his waist with his left hand, and held a seemingly ordinary medicine stick in his right hand, but it actually contained a mystery.

Li Sijing was wearing armor and holding a long sword at this time, majestic and imposing.

There was an unyielding fighting spirit between his eyebrows, and his eyes were fixed on Hu Huangniu.

Just now, he was the only one who was evaluated as a blue dragon horn, so he didn't want to admit defeat at this moment.

The air around him seemed to solidify.

The breathing of the two people was clearly audible.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, breaking the brief tranquility.

Hu Huangniu smiled slightly, moved his body, and pounced on Li Sijing like a ghost.

When he waved his bamboo stick, strange green smoke was brought up, and there were thirteen blood-red silver needles in the green smoke.

It was his unique magic weapon, the Green Blood Poison Needle.

Li Sijing did not dare to be careless, and shook his long sword, dancing a sword flower, airtight.

His swordsmanship was steady and fierce, and each sword was aimed directly at Hu Huangniu's vitals.

After a while, the long sword rose into the air, turned into a long rainbow, and quickly shot towards the Green Blood Poison Needle.

The two magic weapons intersected in the air, making a series of crisp collision sounds.

The sword light was like a green dragon, vigorous and powerful.

Although Hu Huangniu's Green Blood Poison Needle was powerful.

But under Li Sijing's tight defense, it could not succeed.

The battle lasted for a while.

Hu Huangniu suddenly paused, and seemed to be a little powerless.

Seeing this, Li Sijing was delighted, knowing that this was a good opportunity to win.

He shouted loudly, pinched a sword gesture, and the long sword turned into a long rainbow like a dragon, and then turned into a long rainbow, piercing Hu Huangniu's chest.

However, at this moment, Hu Huangniu showed a strange smile on his face.

He suddenly threw out the blood gourd with his left hand, and the gourd exploded in the air, spraying a cloud of scarlet blood mist, and then turned into a puppet figure rushing towards Li Sijing.

Li Sijing was caught off guard and was shrouded in the blood mist. He felt dizzy and the scenery in front of him began to blur.

Hu Huangniu took the opportunity to attack, and the medicine stick was like a poisonous snake coming out of the hole, going straight to Li Sijing's throat.

At the critical moment, Li Sijing relied on his years of fighting experience to move his body away and avoid this fatal blow.

But he also lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground.

Hu Huangniu smiled coldly, took away the medicine stick, did not chase, but stood there, looking at Li Sijing who fell to the ground.

He knew that the battle had already been decided.

Li Sijing struggled to get up, his eyes full of reluctance and anger.

He held the sword tightly, but he no longer had the momentum he had before.

Hu Huangniu sighed softly and said, "General Li, you are a martial arts expert, brave and righteous, I admire you very much."

"But this matter cannot be solved by fighting and killing, how about we stop here today?"

Li Sijing was silent for a moment, knowing that he was no match for Hu Huangniu.

In addition, he was in constant pain and was poisoned, unable to recover, so he could only nod unwillingly in the end.

He showed a trace of apology to Bie Huanghun.

Li Sijing failed, defeated by Hu Huangniu.

The old man with white bones glanced at the two and nodded.

"In that case, Hu Huangniu won. Each of you is worth one Canglong Horn, and the other is worth two Canglong Horns."

"Li Sijing, after you lose today, your Canglong Horn will belong to Biyoutian. Do you have any objections?"

Li Sijing shook his head sadly.

Hu Huangniu threw a bottle of pills over.

Li Sijing opened it and swallowed one. The poison on his face gradually disappeared, and he finally returned to normal.

...

Then it was Ye Yang and Yi Xuezi.

Yi Xuezi was good at fortune-telling, feng shui, medicine, divination, and practicing numerology.

His eyes were like torches, and he seemed to be able to see through all the falsehoods.

At this moment, the corners of Yi Xuezi's mouth rose slightly, as if he had foreseen the outcome of the battle.

Ye Yang's eyes had a special confidence and sharpness.

He gently stroked the White Horse Knife and the Red Maple Sword, and the blade and the sword body faintly emitted a faint luster, as if eager for a fight.

"Xuezi Yi, I have heard that your divination and calculation skills are powerful. I wonder if you can calculate whether you will win or I will win today."

Xuezi Yi did not care and responded lightly: "Brother Ye, the secret of heaven cannot be leaked, cannot be said, cannot be said. After today, you will know it yourself."

As soon as the voice fell, a few old copper coins suddenly appeared in Yi Xuezi's hand.

He flicked his fingers lightly, and the copper coins jumped in the air like living things, emitting strange light.

Seeing this, Ye Yang did not dare to be careless. He drew the Red Maple Sword, and the sword light was like lightning, pointing directly at Xuezi Yi.

Although Xuezi Yi is famous for his calculation method, he is now ranked fifth on the Hidden Dragon List.

Those who can be on the Hidden Dragon List, especially those who can enter the top ten, themselves show his strength.

The battle between the two, one static and one dynamic, formed a sharp contrast.

Xuezi Yi's copper coins drew complex patterns in the air, and each ray of light contained the power of heaven and earth.

And Ye Yang shuttled between the lights at lightning speed.

The blade and the tip of the sword pointed to the vital points.

"The Heavenly Maiden Scattered Flowers!"

Yi Xuezi's copper coins seemed to have life. Under the control of his gestures, they kept spinning around Ye Yang.

Every collision produced a deafening roar.

Ye Yang's figure became more and more blurred under the attack of the copper coins.

This copper coin looked ordinary, but in fact it seemed to be covered with a net of heaven and earth, which was very scary and actually cut off all his retreat routes.

But Ye Yang's swordsmanship became more and more fierce. The white horse fast knife danced wildly, and the sword light and sword energy had already condensed into substance.

Just when the two were fighting hard.

Yi Xuezi suddenly stopped his movements, closed his eyes, and muttered something.

Seeing this, Ye Yang knew that this was a sign that Yi Xuezi would use his special skills. He took a deep breath and prepared to meet Yi Xuezi's final attack.

Suddenly, Yi Xuezi opened his eyes, two rays of light shot out of his eyes, and he pointed his fingers.

Those copper coins instantly gathered into a huge beam of light, rushing straight into the sky.

Then the light condensed into a substance and turned into a huge finger.

"Brother Ye, take my advice!"

A pair of fingers pressed down, as if the sky was falling, and stretched out directly from the sky.

The pressure was extremely great, and the huge pressure and the whistling wind made Ye Yang's clothes rustle.

Ye Yang did not dare to neglect it, and the White Horse Sharp Sword and the Red Maple Sword collided with each other, making a fierce clanging sound.

The two circled in the sky, and the sword light and the knife light entangled with each other, forming a huge sword dragon.

The two collided and made a loud noise.

The giant finger and the sword dragon intertwined and collided constantly, forming a huge vortex that surrounded the two people.

Everything in the outside world seemed to be isolated.

Only the breathing and heartbeats of the two of them were echoing.

Finally, with a loud bang, the two dissipated at the same time.

Yi Xuezi and Ye Yang each retreated a few steps.

"Yi Xuezi, your divination skills are really unfathomable."

Ye Yang put away his sword and exclaimed.

During the exchange just now, he actually found that the other party seemed to be able to predict the position of his next move in advance.

So he simply crossed swords and knives, and the sword lights and shadows flew, covering the entire arena with a large range, leaving the other party no way to avoid it.

"Sure enough, Ye Yang is worthy of being a master of both swords and knives."

"I am not your opponent. I admit defeat in this battle."

Ye Yang knew that Yi Xuezi still had a trick up his sleeve, but the other party suddenly wanted to admit defeat, which was beyond his imagination.

Yi Xuezi was very open-minded.

"When you defeated Dao Xinghe, I was also on your side. I know all your methods. I am not your opponent."

"Especially the Thirteen Swords of Time. Even if I beat you, the price is too high. There is no need."

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