The thunder spirit root is very different from the five elements spiritual root. There is almost no way to restrain it. It is the most powerful spiritual root. Learning that Fang Xinghai is just the most useless fog spiritual root, Song Yufei's fear of him instantly disappeared.

The fog-spirited cultivator is good at hiding. If it turns into invisible fog, others will not be able to cause harm to him, but he can come out and attack without realizing it. This is probably Fang Xinghai’s biggest advantage.

Mo Yu and Zou Yiming were attacked one after another, but when they came to Song Yufei, they could not take his tricks at all.

"Fang Xinghai, I haven't seen you for a long time. You still like to hide your head and tail as before. You are despicable and timid. This fog spiritual root is indeed the most suitable spiritual root for you." He raised his hands and pinched a thunderous magic trick.

The purple lightning exploded in the air, and the entire fog was instantly covered with thick fog through the transmission of tiny water droplets. For ordinary monks, launching group attack techniques is an extremely consuming act, but for the thunder spirit root cultivators, each attack of their attack can cause huge damage, but the spiritual power consumed is only a small amount.

This is even more true in places where water vapor is everywhere. Song Yufei has long discovered that water can conduct electricity.

"The thunder spirit root cultivator is really amazing!" The disciples in the audience couldn't help but sigh when they saw the thick fog wrapped in lightning.

Zhou Yunsheng, who was hidden in the fog, could naturally feel the numbness caused by the lightning penetration of his body. However, he could even withstand the ninety-ninth level of disaster. This powerful lightning could not cause damage to him at all. But the lightning evaporated the water droplets, making his mist thinner.

His atomized body appeared in the air and had to lift his fingertips to extract spiritual power to create more mist. The so-called extraction of spiritual power was not to extract his own spiritual power, nor to extract spiritual power in the air, but to Song Yufei's spiritual power.

This is the fog he refined. The most terrifying and most defensive thing - it can penetrate the body of the practitioner as the spiritual energy penetrates into the body, and after a cycle of cycles, it will run out with more spiritual energy. It spreads, invades, absorbs, and dissipates. These are the characteristics of the mist, and Zhou Yunsheng incorporates these characteristics into the martial arts to exert their maximum power.

Seeing that the fog became thinner by the lightning strike, Song Yufei smiled slightly and pinched several magic tricks one after another. The purple lightning was scattering everywhere, making a numb sound that made the scalp numb. If Fang Xinghai was hiding in the mist, it would be very uncomfortable at this moment. Song Yufei only had to wait for him to show his figure and smash his golden elixir with one punch.

Didn’t the Supreme Elder say that he would not care about life and death when he was on the battle stage. Since Fang Xinghai could treat others like that, he could naturally repay him in the same way. If the Supreme Elder insisted on causing trouble for him, he would have to leave the Wuji Immortal Sect.

He didn't have much deeper feelings for the sect.

But soon, he noticed something was different. The spiritual energy in his dantian began to flow into the meridians uncontrollably, then evaporated into the air through the pores and turned into a white mist. The mist evaporated by lightning became rich again. If it continued to attack, it would only consume more of his spiritual power.

How could this happen? Song Yufei was shocked and quickly looked inside with his spiritual sense. He found that the surface of his golden elixir was covered with a layer of white mist. They transported spiritual energy into the golden elixir, but they carried more spiritual energy to drill out of their body, as if something outside was pulling them.

Fang Xinghai! He underestimated you! Song Yufei gritted his teeth and immediately used his skills to dispel the white mist on the surface of the golden elixir. However, this layer disappeared, and as the spiritual energy outside was inhaled, it would soon be covered with another layer, which was endless.

It was not until this moment that Song Yufei realized that Fang Xinghai actually attached the refined fog to the spiritual energy. As long as he still needed to absorb the spiritual energy, he would continuously extract the spiritual energy from his dantian. This kind of exercise is really weird, and it is impossible to avoid it if you are not careful!

Song Yufei then put down his previous arrogance and took out the Yin and Yang Qi bottle treasured in the jade ring. This is a top magic weapon. Although it is not comparable to the innate treasure, it is only a slight difference. It can absorb all things and dispel evil cultivators, and can also suck cultivators with two great realms higher than him into the bottle and refine them into spiritual energy.

Song Yufei avoided countless murderous intents by relying on the Yin and Yang Qi bottles, and he had refined many cultivators without knowing it. They have long since transformed into the spiritual energy stored in his dantian. If Fang Xinghai's martial arts were not too bizarre, he would never have taken it out at the risk of being exposed.

Fortunately, the platform is filled with thick fog and can still cover up. Just hide the magic weapon when the thick fog is completely sucked away. Song Yufei opened the bottle plug and aimed the bottle with the flashing glow of the precious light at the thick fog around. If Fang Xinghai hides in it, he will definitely not be able to escape this disaster.

There was only a whistling gust of wind, and the thick fog was sucked into the bottle, revealing the dark sect under the platform.

Song Yufei quickly put the bottle into the jade ring before the fog was dissipated, looked around, pretending to shout, "Fang Xinghai, don't hide anymore, come out for me!" While shouting, he exhaled a few crackling thunders.

The disciples from the audience also looked left and right, looking for Fang Xinghai's figure.

Song Yufei had already made up his mind and pretended not to be able to find Fang Xinghai. The fairy had countless restrictions inside and outside the jade ring. In the original words of the fairy - unless the Immortal Emperor and Immortal Lord came, it would be impossible for people in this world to find another world inside the jade ring. After the battle, he first refined Fang Xinghai's golden elixir, then destroyed his mind and turned him into a fool, and found an extremely dangerous land to release him.

When the Supreme Elder found Fang Xinghai, he might have turned into a pile of bones. Without any evidence, the Supreme Elder could not do anything to himself. If he insisted on asking for guilt, a mysterious cave he found could also escape the search of the Supreme Elder. There was a lot of spiritual energy there, which was not bad at all compared to the Wuji Immortal Sect. When his strength was improved, he would naturally have the chance to return to the sect in the future.

Song Yufei had a very thorough idea and was determined to go all out. He would definitely not be able to tolerate a villain like Fang Xinghai. Even if he was willing to lose to Fang Xinghai this time, could Fang Xinghai really let him go in the future? No one knows how the other party is vindictive and revengeful.

However, he didn't know that Zong Yi had long been able to break the woman's ban and severely damaged the woman with his soul. The woman would never mention this for the sake of his dignified Xuanxian's face. If he really put Fang Xinghai in the Yin-Yang Qi Bottle to refine it, Zong Yi could see through it at a glance, and he would even kill him to death.

The stunning woman in the jade ring saw him doing this and realized what he was thinking. She was about to remind her, but she found that a sudden change occurred.

The tiny droplets of water attached to Song Yufei's robe instantly turned into thick fog and surrounded him again. A light gray mist drilled into his body along his nostrils, merged with the gurgling spiritual energy and entered the dantian to deposit.

In the blink of an eye, the stage was covered with heavy fog again, making the disciples below the stage confused.

"Is it fun?" Zhou Yunsheng attached himself to Song Yufei's left ear like a ghost.

Song Yufei's fist was covered with lightning and bombarded him, but only a cloud of fog was hit.

"You have quite a lot of treasures." Zhou Yunsheng attached himself to his right ear to laugh.

Song Yufei's face was gloomy, knowing that the other party was probably interested in his treasure. Killing and catching treasures was the norm in the cultivation world. Once Fang Xinghai was thinking about him, he would have a way out. Who would let him have a master with high magic power?

In this way, Fang Xinghai must be killed today. Regardless of life and death on the battle stage, this is the rule of the sect. The Supreme Elder will not deal with him explicitly, and he still has time to plan a way out.

A touch of murderous intent passed through Song Yufei's eyes, and suddenly drained all the spiritual energy in his dantian, using the most powerful move, Thunder and Clouds. The blue sky outside the fog was suddenly covered with rolling dark clouds, and there was a rumbling thunder sound from far to near, resounding throughout the sky.

At first glance, I thought it was a monk who was about to overcome the tribulation.

The disciples in the audience immediately withdrew from the dark clouds to avoid being affected. At the same time, they also lamented that the thunder spirit root cultivator is indeed the most powerful alien.

Zhou Yunshengyin smiled in the mist. He was not afraid of the Ninety-Nine Tribulation, so how could he take such a small lightning strike seriously?

Song Yufei kept pinching the magic tricks and laid layers of bans on the stage, one could prevent Fang Xinghai from escaping, and the other could enhance the power of thunder. In less than a breath, he had already laid nine layers of bans. At the same time, the thick lightning also fell from the sky and smashed hard on the Battle Platform.

The fog beads burst into crackling, forming purple smoke, and its power seemed to destroy the world. Song Yufei stood in the center of the magic circle, constantly changing his hand techniques, making this place completely become a thunder realm, and vowed to slash Fang Xinghai so that it was not even left.

"That's all you can do?" Zhou Yunsheng condensed his atomized body into a body and sneered.

Song Yufei raised his fingertips slightly and caught a few lightning bolts to slash at him.

"I will also set up the thunder formation, and you can try it." Zhou Yunsheng's body suddenly turned into fog and suddenly turned into a physical body, and he could easily shuttle through several lightning columns, and at the same time released the nine-nine heavenly thunder that had been absorbed by the black hole before.

A creepy roar exploded in the air, and the lightning that was more dazzling and terrifying than Song Yufei's lightning, thunder was scattered in the thick white fog, and rushed towards Song Yu.

Fang Xinghai is clearly the fog spirit root, how can he control thunder? Song Yufei was in a panic in shock and was hit by the falling thunder. Logically speaking, he is a cultivator of the thunder spirit root and will not be afraid of thunder and lightning. However, the thunder in the ninety-nine-level disaster is not an ordinary thing.

Not to mention that he is only in the late stage of the Golden Pill, even if the Nine Tribulations Sanxian encounters such a fallen thunder, he can only bear to resist it.

The surface of the body was charred and the meridians were broken. A few cracks appeared under the repeated shock of the golden elixir. If this continues, he may fall here. Song Yufei wanted to break free, but was tightly entangled by the dragon-like lightning and could not move, leaving only a heart full of despair.

"Fairy, save me!" He finally gave up his dignity and asked for help from the stunning woman in the jade ring.

The woman also hoped that he would ascend and take him back to the fairy world, so she could not watch him die, and used her magic power to isolate the falling thunder and throw him off the stage.

"I admit defeat!" Before landing, Song Yufei shouted with all his strength.

The onlookers saw lightning in the fog, and one was even more powerful than the other. The last few even the sects with defensive magic arrays were shaken, and many cracks were rumbling. They all thought that Song Yufei, who had thunder spirit roots, was casting spells, and they couldn't help but be respectful and awe in their hearts.

"Senior Brother Song is worthy of being the best among this class of disciples!"

"What kind of magic is this? What a powerful power! I'm afraid even a master in the Nascent Soul stage can kill him!"

"The thunder spirit root cultivator is indeed a heaven-defying existence! Uncle Master is afraid that this time he will be in danger!"

Everyone whispered and talked a lot.

On the high platform, the Lord of Lei Yuanfeng stared at the last few thunders and showed a meditative look. Not to mention Song Yufei, even himself who was already in the late stage of the tribulation, would not be able to use this kind of magic.

The other peak masters and elders looked at Zong Yi's expression from time to time, for fear that he would be furious because of this.

True Man Chi Xiao looked at Bidoutai with expressionless face, and a burst of pleasure surged in his heart. If Song Yufei could kill Fang Xinghai, he would not mind against the Supreme Elder to save his life.

It is a sect rule that can be compared to life and death on the fighting stage, and no one can say anything.

But the next moment, his happy eyes turned into surprise. Song Yufei, who was charred all over his body, flew out of the thick fog, fell heavily under the stage, shouting that I would admit defeat.

Several disciples caught him quickly and saw his embarrassing appearance clearly. They were shocked. What is this situation? Isn’t Senior Brother Song’s thunder spirit root? Why was he struck by the thunder he attracted to this tragic situation?

Zhou Yunsheng sucked the falling thunder and thick fog into his dantian, walked to the edge of the Bidou platform and looked down at Song Yufei, and made a gesture of digging the golden elixir.

Song Yufei spit out a few mouthfuls of blood and climbed to Taiping Zhenren with unwillingness.

After all, he was his disciple, how could he watch him be humiliated? Taiping Zhenren stuffed a Guiyuan Pill into his mouth and bowed to Zong Yi, "Supreme Elder, my disciple has already admitted defeat. This battle is enough, right?"

Zong Yi stood up and walked towards her disciple, and spoke casually, "Yes."

The two flew towards Fenji Peak in the black sword light, leaving behind the disciples looking at each other with inexplicable expressions.

This is the end? Even the reward for the competition is not needed? Fang Xinghai is indeed taking revenge. He fought for three games, but he never even had one move or another to see. His strength is really unfathomable!

"Go back." Taiping Zhenren helped Song Yufei up, and the lightning flashed under his feet and disappeared from the spot.

True Man Chi Xiao waved his hand to disperse everyone, looked at Fenji Peak with a cold gaze for a long time, and then slowly left.

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Mo Yu was lying on the bed. Because the bones were pulled away, there was no part of his body except his eyes, and there was an unbearable severe pain in his abdomen.

"Have you found out clearly? Did Senior Brother Song kill Fang Xinghai?" She asked viciously when she saw the Taoist boy pushing the door.

"Senior Brother Song is defeated." The Taoist boy knelt beside the bed and spoke in a low voice.

Mo Yu's eyes were flawed and screamed wildly.

"What are you shouting! If you weren't stupid and dull, how could you end up today? Why did you say you are so kind of spiritual roots and go to grab someone's repair grass?" Chi Xiao Zhenren walked to the bed and spoke coldly.

Mo Yu regretted it very much and wanted to go back in time. She would never believe Song Yufei's instigation to help him find repaired grass.

"Father, you must have a way to help me restore my spiritual roots and reshape the golden elixir, right? Father, you are the sect leader of the Wuji Immortal Sect." She asked with hope.

"Do you think I am the Supreme Elder? If you want to restore your spiritual roots and reshape the golden elixir, only the Decision of Heaven and Creation Pill in the world can do it. However, I have never heard of how precious the spiritual herbs that refine the Decision of Heaven and Creation Pill, let alone help you find them all. Even if you find them all, where can you find a Chaos-level alchemist to refine medicine? Don't imagine being a father too powerful. At present, being a father can only let you grow mortal bones again, and you may not be able to cultivate immortals." Chi Xiao Zhenren's tone was calm, but his eyes were slightly red.

After all, this is the only descendant born to him by the Taoist couple who exhausted their cultivation and life. How could he not feel sorry for him?

"No! I don't want to become a mortal! Father, you have the heart to watch me grow old and die, and turn into a piece of loess?" Mo Yu cried in despair, "Father, go and ask the Supreme Elder to give me a pill of fortune to seize the sky! I am willing to apologize to Fang Xinghai, and even kowtow to him! I will take a detour when I see him in the future and will never provoke him again!"

The man pulled out her bones, smashed her dantian, and squeezed her golden elixir and kept flashing in his mind like a nightmare. She was really scared. If she had known that Fang Xinghai's methods were so cruel and vicious, she would not have provoked him even if she had beaten to death.

"Do you think the Heaven-Demon Creation Pill is so easy to refine? If you say it to you, I'll give it to you?" Chi Xiao Zhenren left and thought for a few hours. Finally, he put down his figure and went to Fenji Peak to apologize. When he arrived at the foot of the mountain, he heard the puppet Taoist boy say that the Supreme Elder and Fang Xinghai had been in seclusion, and he was afraid he would not come out for decades.

The true man Chixiao could not do so, so he could only take the bone-generating pill for his daughter first, so that she could grow mortal bones. Then he spent a lot of money to buy a life-long pill and a beauty-raising pill to protect her for two hundred years of life and youthful face, and then someone sent her to the mortal world. She offended too many people in the Wuji Immortal Sect, and now she has no ability to protect herself, and she may be assassinated one day.

Mo Yu cried and made a fuss, and wanted to break into Fenji Peak to plead. However, Zong Yi had said earlier that she was not allowed to step into the top of the peak, so there was a defensive formation to throw her out without waiting for the Taoist boy to stop her.

Mo Yu regretted not being able to do it, and lay down at the foot of the mountain and cried for a long time.

On the other side, Zou Yiming, whose golden elixir was crushed, lost his position as the leader of the sect and moved to the wing room where ordinary disciples lived. The injuries on his abdomen had healed. When he was about to lure the qi into his body again, he found that the dantian was filled with a gray mist. The mist absorbed the spiritual energy he introduced, and then quickly excreted it out of his body through the meridians, and could not be kept at all.

He tried it repeatedly but failed but failed. His calm expression began to burst out, revealing a crazy look.
To be continued...