Chu Zhan danced the flag of fire, and above the blazing red flag, the boundless flames, each of the firebirds, were as realistic as a phoenix, spreading unmatched heat, flapping their wings to the sky, and colliding against the Xuanwu seal. Away.

However, the big hill-like basalt seal above Chu Zhan directly exploded the firebird that had collided with it. When the firebird exploded, the burst of flames erupted, like a sky appeared in the sky. A small sun is so small that the audience in the audience can\'t face it.

The outcome of this test is already very obvious. Chu Zhan\'s body is already shaky, and in front of Zhao Zirou who urged the Xuanwu seal, he has been unable to return to heaven.

"Boom..." The basalt seal fell downward, and the mighty power of the water flow, if a sea was surging in the sky, everyone on the square had been attracted by the power of the basalt seal.

"Sister Zhao has already won, and Zizhufeng\'s Xuanwu Seal is really extraordinary!" Gu Fei saw this scene and knew that Chu Zhan\'s defeat was a foregone conclusion.

Sure enough, as the basalt seal in the sky slowly presses down, the boundless water travel force descends violently, the firebirds rushing up below their faces, and the fire travel force emitted by the flag is gradually suppressed, a big banner. The hunting and hunting sounded by Chu Zhan waved, but the light from the fiery flag began to dim.

Zhao Zirou squeezed a finger of the Xuanwu seal in the sky, and the seal instantly released a water-blue energy like the rolling Yangtze River. It swept down from the sky, and it almost exhausted the mana in the body. Chu Zhan curled up and got out of the ring.

At this time, Chu Zhan almost couldn\'t grasp the fiery flag in his hand. He didn\'t have any resistance at all, so he was swept into the air.

The disciples of Mochizuki Peak in the audience couldn\'t help exclaiming loudly. Then they saw a middle-aged Taoist wearing a green robe rising up into the sky. With a wave of his right hand, the red flag immediately flew out of Chu Zhan’s hand. , Quickly shrank to the size of a palm, and fell into the hands of the middle-aged Taoist. After that, the middle-aged Taoist caught Chu Zhan with one hand and floated lightly to the ground.

That Chu Zhan was still collapsed, the middle-aged Taoist stared at the Yan Xingyun at Zizhu Peak with a cold eye, a sharp look flashed in his eyes, and he hugged his disciple and walked away.

Chu Zhan’s cultivation base is only a bit weaker than Zhao Zirou’s, but Zhao Zirou’s magic treasure Xuanwu seal is not a mortal thing, although this square Xuanwu seal is not the true treasure Xuanwu seal handed down from the ancient times, However, after Zizhufeng\'s first seat in the past has spent countless efforts and sacrifices, the power can be imagined.

With Zhao Zirou\'s cultivation base, even as a disciple of Zizhufeng, he did not fully exert the power of this Zizhufeng treasure, but only inspired 10 or 20% of the power of this magic weapon.

After Zhao Zirou defeated Chu Zhan, she waved her hands and slapped the Dao Dharma tactics toward the big seal in the sky. The surging water flow immediately retreated like a tide, and was submerged in the Xuanwu seal. Rotating around in the air, from big to small, it turned into a white jade seal the size of a fist.

Zhao Zirou waved, and the crystal clear white jade seal flew back into her hand. Holding the Xuanwu seal, flying off the ring, Zhao Zirou\'s master Yan Xingyun greeted him with his disciples.

But Zhao Xueqi looked around, her eyes were looking for someone, she just saw that person\'s back disappear into the crowd.

The head of the Taixuan Sect and the head of the Seven Channels sitting high on the steps of the square were not surprised by the result of the third ring, but the face of the Taoist Xuan Cang who was the head of Mochizuki Peak was a bit ugly.

This Chu Zhan is an outstanding disciple of the younger generation of Mochizuki Peak, and it is hoped that Yuefeng’s magic weapon, the flag of fire, is in hand. I thought that with the power of the flag of fire, even if the cultivation base is a little weaker than that of Zhao Zirou of Zizhu Peak, it is still There is no hope of victory.

However, what Taoist Xuan Cang did not expect was that the first Long Hongxue at Zizhu Peak had given the treasure of the cave to this disciple to use, and Taoist Cang Xuan couldn\'t help being a little unconvinced.

The Nine Channels will be tested once every ten years. Although it is to confirm that the young disciples under the school have learned to the extent of the Taoism they have learned in the past ten years, to a large extent, it is also a contest between the nine channels of Taixuan. On the test, overwhelm the other eight meridians.

"Junior Brother Long, I didn\'t expect you to have dispatched the Xuanwu Seal. It seems that you are a disciple of your Zizhufeng line. Enter the top ten, and then enter the ruins of the world for experience!" Taoist Xuan Cang said lightly.

Chu Zhan, the favored disciple under his sect, had already lost, but Taoist Xuan Cang thought of Long Hongxue’s intentions. The journey to the market realm is related to the longevity grass. If one more disciple enters the market world, the chance of getting the longevity grass It will be higher than the other branches.

"Haha! Isn’t Senior Brother Xuancang thinking like someone like me?" Long Hongxue laughed, but he was in a good mood. His disciple Zhao Zirou had already won a match, even if she lost the second match. Can also enter the second round of competition.

"Okay, two brothers, let\'s just watch the competition below!" Taoist Xuantian sitting in the middle raised his head and looked at the sky, then he drew his sleeves and interrupted the conversation aloud.

Taoist Xuantian knew the personalities of his two younger brothers, and even though he had cultivated for hundreds of years, he still had no diminishment in his eagerness to compete. If the two of them continue to speak, they will inevitably quarrel again.

"Huh? That Cui Lingfeng kid is going to play!" At this moment, beside the seventh ring below the steps, a lone figure entered the vision of Taoist Xuantian.

That person was Gu Fei. In his first match, he was against Li Hao, a young disciple of Chaoyang Peak among the Nine Meridians.

Li Hao, a slender boy with a thin face, was less than twenty years old, but he showed a hint of maturity that was not commensurate with his age.

This is a person with a story. When Gu Fei saw this boy for the first time, he felt this kind of feeling in his heart. This person may have experienced something that no one else has experienced. A person will only mature if he has experienced tempering. .

Just like Gu Fei, in the past ten years, he has been blinded by Jiumai disciples. Everyone thinks that after he has cultivated the ancient body refining technique, he will be abandoned on the way of cultivating, and he has no further achievements.

In this way, Gu Fei’s mind has been underestimated in the past ten years, he has been scorned, bullied, and even stepped under his feet. He has gained experience, making him even more experienced than those who have not experienced these things. Stronger, the heart of cultivation is even more determined.

Now, he points directly to his heart, what he thinks in his heart, what kind of action he puts into action, does not let the mind have a trace of fetters, do whatever he wants, this can be played at will.

During the cultivation process, if there are too many fetters and too much annoyance in the mind, it will be difficult to practice the exercises to the extreme level. Only by keeping the heart of innocence at all times can you go further on the road of cultivation.

"Bang!" Gu Fei came to the seventh ring, kicked his feet on the ground, and his body rose into the sky like a sharp arrow, and then fell onto the ring.

At this time, that Chaoyangfeng disciple Li Hao also rose from the ground and jumped to the arena.

"please!"

"please!"

The two didn\'t have any extra words, Gu Fei gave a fist to that Li Hao, and Li Hao just hit Gu Fei as a checkpointer and then set aside each other, staring at each other and preparing to move.