Chapter 63: Saint

A day passed quickly. At this time, Shi Yifeng, who was sitting upright on the ground, his thoughts were obviously immersed in yesterday's battle. After a day of fighting, as Shi Yifeng expected, the casual cultivator named Zhou Zifeng still won with a slight advantage as always. In the eyes of discerning people, this person must have hidden his strength and did not want others to see his trump card.

The winner was also the female disciple of Xuantian Sect wearing white clothes. This person can be called an alternative among female cultivators. The Taoist magic of Xuantian Sect is extremely fierce, and there are always too many entanglements in the battle. The man who was facing him yesterday was obviously not weak in cultivation, but he was still easily defeated by this woman in a few rounds. In a moment, he became a stolen figure in the Golden Pill Period.

The monk Famied Monk in Qingshan Temple was also very good. When he used his magic, layers of halos appeared around his body, and a Buddha halo was above his head. The demon cultivator on the opposite side obviously encountered a nemesis, and his cultivation was suppressed. No matter what method he used, these demon attacks would not have any fatal impact on the monk Famied Monk. In the end, he was shot down by the monk Famied Monk in the audience with a Buddha light.

There is also a monk from a mysterious immortal cultivation family called Liefeng. This man's magic power is full of righteousness. He has a magic weapon in the shape of a ruler. There are many people with outstanding cultivation against his opponents, but they are all defeated by him with mysterious means. If we look at it from the perspective of mystery alone, this man is the most mysterious monk. From the beginning to the end, these monks who participated in the battle did not recognize the powerful martial arts this man had practiced.

After a day of watching the battle, Shi Yifeng received a lot of goods this day. Among these many monks, he could put a huge pressure on him. Except for these four and Dugu Zhuiyun, it seems that other people are not as strong as these people. Of course, Shi Yifeng also came to other conclusions in his own inference, that is, some people still hide their own means and do not want to be known too early by their opponents to avoid being targeted by others.

After yesterday's battle, there were only fifty-five people left in today's field. According to this rule, twenty-eight people will continue to fight in the next round. Every battle now is extremely important for these advanced monks. What is most concerned is that a bye quota will be generated this time. In such an emergency battle, this quota is of course extremely precious. After all, there are basically no weak monks who can reach this stage, and it is extremely difficult to defeat their opponents without doing their best. If you can get this quota, you will be able to accumulate energy and will have a great advantage in the next round of competition.

More than fifty people drew lots, almost half a stick of incense. Shi Yifeng silently held his own number, and saw three words "No. 2" engraved on it. He raised his head and observed the people around him. These people were all frowning. They obviously had some hope for the yacht number, but they didn't have this luck, so they were so emotional.

"Sure enough, a person's luck will not continue to be so good!" Shi Yifeng was not so disappointed with this. After all, at this stage, it is no longer a good way to advance by relying on luck. At this stage, Shi Yifeng urgently hopes to have an equal opponent to test his cultivation. Then he will become famous at this conference.

"I got it, the fifty-fifth draw!" At this moment, the fat guys who were not tall and covered in flesh cheered and excited.

Just as Shi Yifeng was about to look back and watch, he saw a woman in emerald green clothes slowly walking towards the No. 1 Battle Stage. Then he put away his curiosity and walked towards the stage without saying a word.

"Your Excellency is Shi Yifeng!" A pleasant voice sounded faintly from the woman's mouth, and the sound was like a sound of nature, which made people feel very comfortable. Just as I was about to reply, the voice of the woman opposite came gently.

"I wonder if you can still be as amazing as you are in the illusion array here!" Although the voice was soft, there was a hint of provocation in your tone.

"You can try it girl!" Shi Yifeng's tone was plain, obviously because of the tone of this woman.

"Today, let you know that you are not invincible in the same realm!" After saying this, his head quickly turned to the elder responsible for order, and no longer looked at Shi Yifeng.

"Elder, please seal my cultivation level. I don't want to be honest!" Everyone heard this, especially around this battle platform, there were many monks gathered. These monks were all attracted by Murong Yan, the saint of Feihua Valley. Not only is Murong Yan extremely famous among the Jindan stage monks, her appearance is also beautiful.

These monks present had inquired about the relevant information about this woman through relationships intentionally or unintentionally. This woman is the saint of Feihua Valley, and she has only been practicing Taoism for more than twenty years. It was not until three years ago that she was allowed to go out to practice. This monk was immediately regarded as a heavenly girl by other monks, and followed countless followers for a while. In addition to Shi Yifeng, these monks in the Golden Elixir stage were extremely clear about the origin of this woman.

At this time, the elder was obviously surprised by Murong Yan's words, and couldn't help but ask: "You have thought that your cultivation is sealed, and you will be in the early stage of the Golden Pill just like your opponent!"

"Please take action by the elder!" The voice was extremely decisive, obviously wanting to defeat the opponent standing in front of him at the same level. This was also for his own heart of Tao, and even more for proving that he was no worse than anyone else!

Seeing the woman in front of him so resolutely, the elder shook his head slightly and sighed softly. Then he didn't see any movement, and a green pill suddenly appeared in his hand. "This pill is called the Forbidden Pill, which was specially entrusted by the priest of the Heavenly Pilgrimage to refine it for this Immortal Ascension Conference. After taking it, the realm can be suppressed to the desired level within one day. After a day, the drug will be automatically removed and it will not harm you."

After saying that, the pills suddenly flew gently towards Murong Yan opposite him, and Murong Yan did not hesitate at all. After taking the pills, she gently put them in her mouth and swallowed them with her head raised.

Even Shi Yifeng felt a little moved by the woman's heroic spirit, and for a moment he no longer looked down on the woman in his heart. There was a burst of appreciation in his eyes, but what Shi Yifeng didn't know was that his eyes had been clearly seen by the woman opposite him.

Everyone in the audience never expected that Murong Yan would really block her cultivation level at the early stage of the Golden Pill. They were obviously shocked by the behavior of this woman. For a moment, the offense suddenly became silent, and these people were all looking at the two people on the stage without moving their eyes.

At this time, on the viewing platform not far away, Bai Ruoling, the master of tribulation, stared at Murong Yan's position with his eyes, and a look of worry flashed through his eyes.

"Yan'er, why bother you!"

Then he looked at Wei Yi Zhenren next to him, as if he was afraid that the other party would find out, so he hurriedly withdrew his gaze, but his face turned slightly flushed. If others didn't observe carefully, they wouldn't see anything strange at all.
Chapter completed!