Cultivation of immortality begins with swallowing Tao fruit

The timing of this challenge chosen by Holy Blue Palace is also excellent. If in normal times, someone would challenge Zhao Yu. Zhao Yu directly activated the Mountain Xuanguang Formation and was able to kill people easily.

But the four Nascent Soul cultivators from the Holy Blue Palace came to attend Li Xianjiao's Nascent Soul Ceremony and gave them precious congratulatory gifts. The other party just proposed to discuss magic and magical powers. Zhao Yu couldn't mobilize a large formation to suppress the opponent.

If Zhao Yu refuses to fight, the reputation of the Danling Sect will be ruined. From now on, the Danling Sect's reputation in the Lan Konghai monk circle will plummet, and there will be a lot of unnecessary trouble in their actions.

Zhao Yu said: "How to compare?"

True Lord Yun Mian smiled and said: "We have four people from the Holy Blue Palace! Then let's compete for four times! If your Danling Sect wins, then our Holy Blue Palace will give you a third-level high-grade spiritual vein of the Danling Sect. Island, Fairy Yinluo, the most famous singer in the blue sky and sea, is also given to you."

"Fairy Yinluo! It's her!"

"As expected, it's Fairy Yinluo, the number one singer in Lan Konghai who was born in Lingyin Pavilion!"

"..."

Many of the monk leaders below were slightly moved and glanced a few more times at the stunning blue-haired beauty next to True Monarch Yun Mian.

Fairy Yinluo is famous for her singing voice. She has traveled to many forces in Lan Konghai and sang for many Nascent Soul monks, and has been appreciated by many Nascent Soul monks. She also possesses a golden elixir cultivation level and a stunning appearance, so she is naturally pursued by many golden elixir monks. She did not choose any golden elixir monk to be a Taoist companion, but she did not expect that she would be summoned by the Holy Blue Palace to give her away.

The young man in gray clothes looked at the stunning blue-haired beauty, and countless complicated emotions surged in his heart: "Fairy Yinluo, she was the person I admired most in the past!"

Zhao Yu said calmly: "Let's compete! I won't take advantage of your Holy Blue Palace. If you Holy Blue Palace wins! Then I will also give you Holy Blue Palace two third-level spiritual islands with high-grade spiritual veins." !”

True Lord Yun Mian smiled slightly and said: "Since you, Sect Master Zhao, have spoken, then let's do as we please! I will fight in the Holy Blue Palace!"

"The Danling Sect will be led by me to fight! Please!"

Zhao Yu stood up and turned into a ray of light and flew into the sky.

Three fourth-level monsters, the Jiuji Corpse Emperor, the Red Emperor, and the White Ghost Emperor, also flew into the sky and stood beside Zhao Yu.

“It’s really ‘one person’ fighting!!”

There was a strange look in the eyes of the three Nascent Soul cultivators, True Lord Jin Ling, True Lord Kumu, and True Lord Luo Sheng.

However, in battles between monks, spiritual beasts, corpse demons, magic weapons, evil ghosts, puppets, talismans, etc. are all part of the monk's power.

A strange look flashed across the eyes of True Lord Yun Mian, he chuckled, and also turned into a ray of light and flew into the sky.

True Lord Yun Mian praised: "These three are the corpse demons, evil spirits, and spirit beasts around you, Sect Leader Zhao. They are indeed extraordinary!"

After several battles, the three powerful men around Zhao Yu, namely the Jiuji Corpse Emperor, the Red Emperor, and the White Ghost Emperor, became known. However, many people only heard about it and saw the three Red Emperors for the first time today.

True Lord Yun Mian waved his hand, and an eight-foot-tall puppet appeared next to him, shrouded in a faint cyan light and looking lifelike. Its eyes were inlaid with a pair of red gems, holding a shield in one hand and a sword in the other.

Zhao Yu's eyes flashed with solemnity and he said: "Top puppet?"

True Lord Yun Mian smiled and said: "That's right! This is my puppet Qing Ling. It is also my best partner!"

Zhao Yu said: "Then how about starting the discussion?"

True Lord Yun Mian nodded slightly: "Okay!"

Zhao Yu directly used the mountain seal of Lingbao Mountain to float above his head, and then used the mountain's divine light to protect himself first.

True Lord Yun Mian shouted softly: "Qing Ling, come on!"

Qing Ling's eyes flashed with crimson light, and she was surrounded by layers of breeze as she flew towards Zhao Yu.

There was a fierce glint in the Red Emperor's eyes, and he said with a ferocious smile: "Master! Let me deal with the two of them!"

Zhao Yu said: "Go!"

The Red Emperor's whole body was shrouded in flames, and he appeared in front of Qing Ling in a flash. He smiled ferociously and punched Qing Ling fiercely.

Qing Ling's face was expressionless, and she slashed hard with a magic weapon-level long sword, and a green sword energy shot out from it, slashing towards the Red Emperor.

boom!

The Red Emperor punched the cyan sword energy, shattering the cyan sword energy with one punch, causing the sky to tremble slightly.

Among the many monks watching below, those below the foundation level paled slightly and their hearts skipped a beat. Even if there was only a little aftermath from the fight between the Nascent Soul level warriors, it would be difficult for monks below the foundation level to withstand it.

Qing Ling and Chi Huang quickly exchanged dozens of moves, and terrifying loud noises continued in the sky.

A complex look flashed across the eyes of Zhenjun Yuansheng: "That Qingling puppet has the combat power at the peak of the mid-stage Nascent Soul! It is worthy of the Holy Blue Palace!! Zhenjun Yunmian is also worthy of being the most popular heir of the Holy Blue Palace!"

"What an awesome puppet!"

"The spiritual beast named Red Emperor is also very terrifying!"

“…..”

The numerous Nascent Soul cultivators below who came to participate in the Nascent Soul Ceremony were all extraordinary, and they could see the terror of Qing Ling and Red Emperor at a glance. None of them could defeat Qing Ling and Red Emperor in a duel.

True Lord Yun Mian shouted softly: "That fellow Taoist, be careful, I am about to take action!"

The Red Emperor smiled ferociously and said: "Come on! If you only have this ability, it would be too boring!!"

True Monarch Yun Mian directly sacrificed his natal magic weapon, the Wu Yuan Mirror. Mysterious spiritual patterns emerged from the Wu Yuan Mirror, and large tracts of mist poured out from it.

Countless mysterious clouds and mist condensed together to form a cloud giant that was ten feet long.

As soon as the cloud giant appeared, he took one step forward and punched the Red Emperor.

The cloud giant condensed by True Lord Yun Mian's natal magic weapon, the Wu Yuan Mirror, can change in reality and reality. At the same time, the fog also has a strange mist poison that corrodes people's hearts and corrodes mana. If there is no powerful magical power to break it, he will be eaten alive by the cloud giant.

"Mist! Let me break your magical power!"

The Red Emperor opened his mouth and sprayed out, and an extremely domineering dragon flame spurted out in an instant, shooting towards the cloud giant.

The dragon flames fell on the cloud giant, and the cloud giant was continuously burned by the dragon flames and turned into ashes.

Qing Ling surrounded Qingfeng with a sword, appeared strangely behind the Red Emperor, and stabbed towards the Red Emperor with a sword.

"You are too weak!! I was just playing with you before! Break it to pieces!"

The Red Emperor smiled ferociously, activated his bloodline power, shook Qing Ling's sword away with one claw, and punched Qing Ling's body hard.

With a terrifying explosion, Qing Ling was instantly blasted thousands of feet away, and cracks appeared in his chest.

A trace of physical pain flashed across the eyes of Zhenjun Yunmian and he said: "Stop, fellow Daoist Zhao really has magical powers. I lost this battle!"

Zhao Yu said: "Stop, Red Emperor!"

The Red Emperor curled his lips and stopped pursuing.

A burst of cyan spiritual light shone, and the cracks in Qing Ling's chest began to open rapidly.