"It turns out that the intensity of various techniques is different." Sang was not upset and took all these into his heart. She didn't plan to practice completely, but just took this opportunity to test and had a clear idea.

She was just a first test, but the others were shocked. What kind of martial arts are this and what qualifications are there?

The big guys who were hiding in the clouds also started to discuss it.

"Is this girl a Chaos Spirit Root?"

"No, she has no chaotic energy around her. I think she is as ethereal as Weishu." A big boss sighed, "No wonder Weishu is so worried about her. It's probably because she is a pity."

"Oh, it's a pity. It would be great if I worshiped Wei Shu's sect. But I just worshiped him under his brother's sect and couldn't even rob him."

"Is she still robbed her? She is from Guiyi Jian Sect, our old rival." A bald man touched Cheng Liang's head and cursed inwardly, "Damn it, do you think she was always sending her to harm our sect? Look what he did?"

"Why, can you still do her? Old bald man, let's not look at these small fuss, Helian Wancheng is a big deal." A steadfast boss in brown clothes said, "If he is really wronged, the major forces of the Tianxuan Immortal Sect will be shocked. What should we do with him? These are all problems."

The bald boss wrinkled his nose: "What do you care about? He will do what Weishu does. We will talk to several seniors who are scattered."

"Yeah." The big guys agreed one after another. They were all cultivators in the Mahayana stage of the Tribulation and had long ignored the affairs of the sect. But if someone tried to subvert the Immortal Sect, then don't blame them for being polite.

Sang didn't know that she had walked in the gate of hell before, and she felt a little chill all over. She guessed that her true energy was probably exhausted, so she immediately grabbed a handful of the spiritual pill and swallowed it like eating sugar beans.

She shook the strange fan comfortably and looked around: "Who else wants to challenge me, just go on stage."

Many disciples of the Tianxuan Immortal Sect were all withdrawn. You can simply advance with all the spells and strange swordsmanship. Anyway, they also want to know what happened to the thousand-year-old legend Helian Wancheng back then.

Although I thought about it this way, there were still many disciples who wanted to challenge it. Five of the ten places had been used, and not many were left.

Because the power of the disciple cannot be repeated, Sang next encountered beast control, psychic, thunder, formations and a cultivator who was a big peak.

When she met the beast-controlling monk, Sang summoned the iron-eating beast that had been ready to move since the master returned. With the cover of the thick skin and thick flesh to resist the beating, she quickly bypassed the encirclement of the spirit beast and drove the beast-controlling monk off the competition platform.

The psychic monk was a little troublesome and had weird and ruthless methods. However, it was not the first time that Sang met a monk who practiced this kind of martial arts. She worked steadily and firmly determined. Although she felt uncomfortable in the middle, she finally put the person on the trial stage.

The thunder magic monk with a bright lightning, a firm personality and quick movements caused Sang to suffer some injuries at first, and the overwhelming thunder magic was amazing. Unfortunately, the thunder magic consumed too much, and Sang also used the thunder magic to resist it, and forced the opponent to have only thunder and no lightning in his hand. In the end, the two collided, and the opponent was unlucky and was struck by his own thunder.

Sang did not dare to be careless when practicing the formation. She either used her strength to break it or took advantage of it. Although it took some time, she won the competition.

Perhaps these monks will definitely be difficult to deal with when they reach the Nascent Soul stage, but after all, everyone is now a Jindan stage monk. Whoever has more true energy and more magic will win, and it will stop when it reaches the point, which is not a battle of life and death.

Sang's challenge this time also took advantage of the Tianxuan Immortal Sect's just held a sect competition. Most of the top disciples in each stage have gone into seclusion. Even if they are not in seclusion, they are injured or are not interested in challenging her for other reasons.

But the cultivator who came to power in the end was a late-stage Great Perfection disciple of the Golden Pill, and half of his foot stepped into the existence of the Nascent Soul.

This disciple was born with a good appearance, wearing a brocade dress and waving a folding fan, just like a graceful young man who reads poetry and books in the world.

Sang did not dare to take it lightly, because when this person came on stage, some of the onlookers started to whisper.

Sang could hear it clearly that this disciple not only had the Great Perfection of the Golden Elixir, but even made the nickname "Iron Hand Shura".

This is not the point, the point is that he is Li Jinzhi's admirer.

"Miss is polite, the Iron Hand Shura Luo Xiu offended it." The disciple of the Great Perfect Golden Elixir did not feel anything wrong with a disciple in the early stage of Golden Elixir. He bowed slightly and put away his fan, revealing a pair of sharp clawed iron hands that were shining with cold light.

Sang could see clearly that the tip of his claws might flash with bright red and green light, which clearly had poisoned and cursed.

What a vicious pair of iron hands, no wonder they are called Shura.

Looking at the looming poisonous light, Sang felt a faint pain in his hand, his broken ring finger trembled, and his heart veins were thrusting.

I really hate the poison curse!

Without thinking, Sang directly sacrificed Ruyi fan and flew to his head, changing thousands of forms, progressing layer by layer, and the snow flying all over the sky extended infinitely. The ice and snow technique that shocked everyone appeared in front of him again.

For poison, freeze it with ice to slow down its effectiveness.

Unfortunately, the other party was a great perfect monk of the Golden Pill. With a whistle, the vigorous power gathered in his hands. He grabbed the bones of Ruyi Fan, which had been unfavorable before.

Sang An felt that it was not good, so he immediately asked Ruyi to retreat, his heart moved at will, and the spirituality of the natal magic weapon made the other party's plan fail.

"The reaction was fast, but unfortunately I met me." Na Luo Xiu smiled evilly, "Who told you to be a slutty and always provoke Jinzhi? Today I will let my Iron Hand Shura kill you!"

"What's the point of nullifying me? If you really have the ability, kill me." Sang was very disgusted with the person who said his nickname in one sentence, what is the difference between him and the bandits' report to the top of the mountain.

Luo Xiu pointed at her: "Everyone has heard it clearly. She asked me to kill this. Don't blame Luo for failing later."

"It's so nonsense!" Sang had known that the visitors were not good, and she would see who killed whom.

Some of the onlookers shook their heads, some sighed for Sang, and some sighed for Luo Xiu.

"Hmph, witch, you are with Helian Wancheng who has fallen into the evil demon. Everyone will be punished. Today I will let me clear the door for the Taoist Master Weishu!"

Luo Xiuyi spoke righteously and shouted loudly to extend his iron hand towards Sang, and the sharp claws actually contracted freely like Sang's Ruyi Fan.

Only those who are guilty will yell at justice when fighting.

Sang raised his hand to raise the ice wall. She knew that she could not stop the other party. This was just to delay time. Then vines were raised on the ground, and layers of green intertwined, stuttering on the enemy's legs, forcing her to subconsciously wave her hand to cut it.

However, all this was still just to delay the time. Sang moved from one side of the trial platform to the other side. She sighed a little. This move consumed too much real energy. Perhaps if you have the chance in the future, you should charge some wood-attributed spiritual plants as a means of fighting.

Soon, the entire trial platform was shrouded in green, and the wood was thick.

And wood produces fire.

"Someone once told me that there is no need to be kind to those who intend to hurt themselves." Sang thought about it, touched his heart and said softly, "Bixu, come out!"
Chapter completed!