"Huhahuha——" Tian Xiaobao fell to the ground and gasped for air, his chest heaving violently.

Everything around has returned to its original appearance, the land of magma has also returned to the land of ashes, and the stone statue Suzaku still stands there unchanged.

It was quiet around, no one was around.

It seems that the scene I just saw should be an illusion.

Tian Xiaobao's whole body was soaked with sweat, and he had no strength at all.

"What a shame...it almost hurts me to death."

"What kind of divine fire? Why don't you feel anything?" Tian Xiaobao took out his hands and looked at them in confusion, and suddenly felt blessed.

A magical feeling came to my heart, and the white "seed" in the heart of Tian Xiaobao's chest surged out with a trace of power and flowed into his palm.

With a bang, his hands ignited with white flames.

This flame is different from others, showing a pure white color. As soon as this flame comes out, it seems to burn everything around it. It is extremely calm and extremely explosive!

As its new owner, Tian Xiaobao instantly knew the origin of the flame.

Nanming Lihuo.

Nan Mingli is a member of the innate hexagram, and is the companion of the Suzaku clan, a mythical beast. It is very powerful, especially the damage to Yin gods and monsters is doubled.

According to legend, it is Suzaku's true destiny, and it is also Suzaku's most powerful move.

?And because this ?? burns to the extreme, it is pure ??, and the object does not burn.

This is a great opportunity. Tian Xiaobao's experience of dying due to severe pain has been forgotten by him.

Tian Xiaobaole's grin was full of surprise. He felt that this Nanming Lihuo seemed to have many uses, not just being attached to his body.

He tried to use magic to condense a fireball, and then called on a trace of Nanming's Lihuo power.

The originally fiery red fireball became much lighter in color, and Tian Xiaobao threw it out casually.

This is just an ordinary fireball technique. Who would have thought that after Tian Xiaobao incorporated a trace of Nanming's Lihuo power, he would directly blast a huge crater on the ground in the distance.

Damn it?! So fierce? Tian Xiaobao was shocked.

This small fireball technique is almost comparable to the attack of the monks in the foundation building stage...

Tian Xiaobao, who was still shocked by the power of the fireball technique, suddenly looked around.

Because, the shaking started again...

Rumble——

The earth is shaking and ashes are being raised!

Tian Xiaobao felt something was wrong and immediately got on the spirit shuttle and flew off the ground.

And underground, an hour before the earthquake...

The monks who were looking for opportunities began to fight.

As people say, there is indeed a mysterious palace underground where the Suzaku statue was born.

These buildings look dilapidated, but there are many resources in many areas.

For example, a garden is filled with elixirs that are hundreds of years old;

In a towering building complex, there are countless spiritual weapons;

A large amount of elixirs were found in a certain room;

There is a lot of spiritual wine stored in the basement!

……

Countless teams are competing for these resources.

In the very luxurious main hall, several teams restrained each other, and no one took the initiative to take action.

Because in the center of this hall, there is a spiritual sword placed on a black platform.

This sword is completely white, with a flame pattern on the hilt.

I don’t know if it is a magic weapon, or... it exists beyond the magic weapon.

"Shenxiao Sect! Are you going too far! This spiritual sword was obviously seen by our Huanjian Sect first!" Among the opposing forces, an elderly monk wearing gray robes said.

As the strongest sect in the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty, the Shenxiao Sect is definitely not weak in terms of momentum, and its leader is a middle-aged man.

His expression seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and he responded: "The treasures of heaven and earth are inhabited by those who are capable. Is the first thing your Huanjian Sect sees is yours?"

"That's right, we at Junling Pavilion also want to compete for this spiritual sword."

"Come on, your Junling Pavilion is not a sword cultivating sect, so what do you want with this spiritual sword?"

Next to him, an old man with a somewhat wary expression did not speak, but the young people around him looked worried.

If Tian Xiaobao were here, he would definitely recognize that these people are the monks of Guiyuan Sect.

Unexpectedly, they came to the main hall.

As a not very strong team in the Suzaku Secret Realm, they did not say anything when they were competing for the Spirit Sword.

But as a sword cultivating sect, when they encounter such a spiritual sword, they are definitely not willing to give up.

Upon closer inspection, there were actually more than a dozen teams in the hall.

No one wants to give up this spiritual sword.

At this time, the leading monk of Shenxiao Sect suggested.

"Since everyone wants to compete for this spiritual sword, we old guys should not participate. The purpose of the Suzaku Secret Realm is to lead the disciples of our respective sects to experience it.

How about we set up an arena here, and the winning sect can take away the spirit sword?"

As soon as these words came out, some people agreed, "This method is okay. We old guys will eventually withdraw from the stage of history. The future belongs to these little guys. That's it, but how do we compare?"

"Let's do this. Each sect is limited to two people. Their age cannot be higher than 30 years old, and their cultivation level cannot be higher than the foundation building stage. How about the winner who wins the most times takes this white spiritual sword?"

"Yes, I agree. We have a total of thirteen teams here, with only twenty-six people. A competition will not take long."

All the teams agreed.

The leading monk of Guiyuan Sect is named Yuan Chuyang. He is an elder of Guiyuan Sect’s Sword Trial Peak. He is very powerful and is about to enter the late stage of foundation building.

He glanced at the younger generation of his sect. At the front of the team, Lin Dongya and Mu Shiyao stood together.

These are the two geniuses of their sect. Lin Dongya is at the Great Perfection of Qi Cultivation, and Mu Shiyao is at the eighth level of Qi Cultivation.

This cultivation level can be said to be the best among the Yanyun Sixteen States, but among the younger generation of the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty, he really doesn't know if it is possible.

But for the sake of the spirit sword and for the two young men to practice, he decided to let them fight in the ring.

Soon, an area was drawn, and a magic circle was arranged around it.

The twenty-six young monks competing in the competition drew lots and fought head to head, namely No. 1 and No. 26, No. 2 and No. 25, and so on.

The winner competes with the winner of the next group, during which no elixirs, talismans, seals or other foreign objects are allowed to be used.

The Shenxiao Sect is worthy of being the first sect of the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty. The young monks who came here to practice this time all have good cultivation skills, especially these two who came to compete.

One is practicing Qi Dzogchen and the other is practicing Nine Levels of Qi. They are both geniuses among geniuses.

The attack was even more ruthless, and some monks from the sect were beaten until they vomited blood and lost their hands.

The battle progressed quickly, and it was Lin Dongya's turn. He faced a force named Xuanyun Tower.
Chapter completed!