"How are the arrangements for tomorrow's battle?" Meng Shentong looked at Nalan Ruoyu and asked, "That monk was pretty good today. He finally didn't kill anyone. Will he fight again tomorrow?"

Nalan Ruoyu shook his head and said: "That monk should not be a disciple of the Snowfield Holy Land. He left without a trace after the battle today. From his conversation with Ouyang Chongming, it can be seen that he no longer owes him any favors."

"Tomorrow, Wang Qiang will take the lead in the first game, Yaozun's disciples will take the lead in the second game, and my disciple Chen Xiaoyan will take the lead in the third game!"

Quietly, Nalan Ruoyu told Meng Shentong about the candidates for tomorrow's three competitions.

Meng Shentong pondered for a moment, shook his head and replied: "The disciples of Wang Qiang and Yaozun are afraid that they cannot defeat the disciples of the Snowfield Holy Land. As long as your disciples can survive the last battle, it will be fine!"

"Are you sure this guy can come out tomorrow?"

Nalan Ruoyu looked at the shining green light in the cave and couldn't help but asked worriedly.

Meng Shentong smiled and said: "I have to win one game tomorrow no matter what. The four games the day after tomorrow are guaranteed by this guy. If he dares not come out tomorrow, I will burn this cave with fire."

Nalan Ruoyu chuckled upon hearing this: "Speaking of which, a teacher like you actually wants to set fire to his own disciples."

Meng Shentong spread his hands and said seriously: "You made a bet with the headmaster on his behalf, so he has to win the last day's competition for himself no matter what. He is not doing this for the sect."

When Nalan Ruoyu heard this, she looked back at the entrance of the cave.

He said softly: "That's right. He is trying to fight for himself the opportunity to go to the Snowfield Holy Land. It's useless for us to just be anxious!"

Li Xiuyuan, who had achieved nirvana in the cave, seemed to understand what the two people in the bamboo shed were saying. A golden light shone, instantly illuminating the two people in the bamboo shed.

Meng Shentong smiled and said: "Look, that guy is in Nirvana, but he also understands what you mean."

In the Jade Disk space, under the tree by the river.

The old man lying on the bamboo chair sighed, got up and went to the medicine garden to pick an elixir, turned it into juice and injected it into Li Xiuyuan's body.

Seeing a golden light rising in the sea of ​​gods, he couldn't help but say: "This woman is right. Let's get through the calamity of Nirvana tomorrow, and then fight for the opportunities you need the next day."

In the old man's opinion, the ruins under the snow-capped mountains are where Li Xiuyuan should go.

It's better than fighting against a group of zombies under this abyss every day. The important thing is that this guy doesn't know what's going on, and he can't even defeat the zombies.

There is absolutely no domineering power on the Shura battlefield.

"Is it because your realm has been imprisoned by your master? Don't you still have the physical power of Buddhism?" The old man walked to the river and threw down the medicine residue in his hand.

Looking at the fish grabbing for food, he said to himself: "Go to the depths of the snow-capped mountains to hone your skills. Come back and stay for a few more days. It's almost time to go back."

Although the old Taoist priest gave Li Xiuyuan ten years, one year passed in the blink of an eye.

The old man calculated carefully that although the time in the Xuanwu Continent seemed very long, ten years, it only lasted one year in the Shura Heaven Realm.

After a year in the Shura battlefield and a year in the Xuanwu Continent, the boy who returned once again can really complete his transformation into a mortal in the Five Realms Dynasty, right?

And this realm of mortal transformation is just the first and lowest threshold set by the old Taoist priest for Li Xiuyuan.

Even among the Mahayana monks in Xuanwu Continent, there are probably not many who have completed their journey to mortal transformation.

Li Xiuyuan, who was sleeping, turned over and seemed to be saying to the old man: "The road is long, don't be impatient."

Nalan Ruoyu in the bamboo shed looked at the green light at the entrance of the cave that suddenly turned into bursts of golden light, and couldn't help but cover her mouth.

He said softly: "Isn't this guy coming out?"

Meng Shentong smiled: "It's not that fast. The calamity cloud above us hasn't come yet. If there is a calamity cloud rising during tomorrow's competition, you must not let the headmaster follow you to find out what's going on."

In his opinion, the thunder tribulation tomorrow will be much more severe than the last one, and Li Xiuyuan will naturally spend a longer time on overcoming the tribulation. When overcoming the tribulation, he is most afraid of being disturbed by outsiders, and he does not want to face it head-on.

A few old guys.

Nalan Ruoyu nodded, looking at the flashing golden light at the entrance of the cave, her frown gradually relaxed.

"Don't worry, I will hold them back. After all, there are elders from the Snowfield Holy Land here. I'm afraid the headmaster won't let them come to find out!"

In her opinion, as long as she is present, these guys will not be interested in coming to Zhufeng.

What's more, there are old people guarding here, and they are afraid that as soon as the calamity cloud rises, the master and the disciple will have left Tianyun Mountain far away.

Meng Shentong looked at her and smiled: "You can finish this matter tomorrow, and I will give you a big surprise in the spring!"

"What's the big deal? It's so mysterious, why can't we talk about it now?" Nalan Ruoyu was intrigued by the old man and stared at him and asked.

Meng Shentong shook his head and said with a smile: "The time has not come yet, even I am powerless."

...

As the night passed, the golden light in the cave became stronger and stronger, and it seemed that it would break out of the cocoon in the next moment.

The old man lying in the bamboo shed did not react at all. He was waiting for the moment when the calamity cloud arrived.

At ten o'clock, the square in front of the main hall at the foot of the mountain was crowded with disciples and elders of Tianyun Mountain. Not to mention the three losses yesterday, in their opinion, today was the highlight!

Because the headmaster's Tiandao Peak and Yuzun's Zhufeng have not taken action yet, everyone is looking forward to senior brother Wang Qiang being able to fight against the genius of the Snowfield Holy Land.

At this time, Wu Zun, Ouyang Chongming and others had already taken their seats on the stone steps of the hall, waiting for Yuan Zun's promotion competition to begin.

Yuan Zun's disciple was defeated for the first time and felt very heavy. He looked at the master silently and didn't know what to think.

Then he shouted to the square: "Today we will continue with three competitions. Let's start the first one now. The disciples of Tianyun Mountain will compete in the battle!"

Before he finished speaking, thousands of disciples in the square under the high platform were finally fired up.

Finally it was the turn of the headmaster's disciple Xinzi to fight. Without even thinking about it, it must be senior brother Wang Qiang.

Pingan looked at the master in a green shirt walking up to the high platform step by step, took Xiao Ling'er's hand and said: "Master will definitely win this battle!"

Xiao Ling'er looked up at Wang Qiang who was walking towards the high platform, and asked softly: "Sister, do you think Senior Brother Wang Qiang can win?"

"I don't know either!" Chen Xiaoyan said quietly: "It depends on what kind of masters the Snowfield Holy Land will send today!"

"Come on, Senior Brother, we support you!"

"Senior Brother, we must win, we all depend on you!"

"Senior brother, be careful, don't underestimate the enemy!"

For a moment, the roars of the Tianyun Mountain disciples rang out in the square. Today's wind and snow also stopped. Although there was no sun, the weather finally came.

Wang Qiang, who had ascended to the high platform, bowed to his master, venerable, Ouyang Chongming and others in the main hall, then turned around and looked at the people below the high platform and said, "I invite the genius of the Holy Land of Snowfield!"

The headmaster in the main hall looked at Ouyang Chongming beside him and introduced him calmly: "This guy has been following me since he was a child. He is the first disciple I accepted."

Ouyang Chongming nodded and said quietly: "Yes, he has the bearing of a headmaster, and he is a talented person."

Before the two of them finished speaking, a disciple from the Snowfield Holy Land walked out of the square, but he was a young man less than twenty-five years old, five feet tall, and wearing a white robe.

The man was very fast and had already arrived in front of Wang Qiang before anyone could see him clearly.

Wang Qiang looked at the young man in front of him, cupped his hands and said: "Wang Qiang, a disciple of Tiandao Peak in Tianyun Mountain, please give me some advice!"

The young man cupped his hands and said, "Ouyang Jian, a disciple of Snowfield Holy Land, please give me your advice!"

Yuan Zun, who was under the high platform, looked at the time and shouted: "Let's begin. If one party admits defeat or one party falls off the high platform, the competition will end here!"

Suddenly, Ouyang Jian's eyes became extremely cold as his long sword was unsheathed, and his murderous intent was released in an instant.

"I want to experience the power of the disciples of Tianyun Mountain!" Ouyang Jian looked coldly and faced Wang Qiang who was only two feet away from him. Wang Qiang raised his head and looked at Ouyang Jian as well. The white-robed young man in front of him gave him a very dangerous feeling.

, like a snow wolf from the wilderness, full of dangerous aura.

Stretching out his left hand, Ouyang Jian pointed at Wang Qiang, making a gesture of slitting his throat. His eyes were as cold as a snow wolf, with murderous intent undisguised.

Wang Ru looked stern, thinking that the disciples of the Snowfield Holy Land were indeed more arrogant than the other. The long sword in Ouyang Jian's hand suddenly flashed with sword energy and slashed at Wang Qiang in front of him.

Almost at the same time, Wang Qiang also rushed towards Ouyang Jian, and his sword flickered with phantoms.

"Well done!" Ouyang Jian struck out with his sword as fast as thunder, and was about to cut into Wang Qiang's body.

But he saw Wang Qiang's body suddenly twisting, and a cold wind blew by. Ouyang Jian felt a biting chill, his neck felt cold, and he knew that the opponent's sword energy was about to hit him.

Wang Qiang stepped over him and continued to rush forward. The long sword in his hand went to chop the opponent's neck, and saw a sword energy rushing straight away...

Looking back, Ouyang Jian was startled to think that he, who was also in the late stage of the Void Refining Realm, almost got slashed in the neck with a sword from the opponent.

For a moment, he broke out in a cold sweat, his eyes stared straight at Wang Qiang, and then his body disappeared from Wang Qiang's eyes.

"This body technique." Wang Qiang's expression froze. He looked at Ouyang Jian who disappeared in front of him, as if he could reach the void, but he thought that he couldn't do this!

"I want to see what other tricks you have!" Wang Qiang's body suddenly rushed out, and his sword turned into a meteor shower, slashing in all directions.

Ouyang Jian dodged past and stared at Wang Qiang, releasing his pressure. Suddenly, a terrifying sword energy roared out, turning into a roaring snow wolf!

In the midst of lightning and stone fire, he slashed towards Wang Qiang's chest!

Wang Qiang made a mistake with his right wrist. He did not dodge this time, and slashed out with the long sword in his hand. He heard the sound of dragon's ring, and directed the sword towards Ouyang Jian.

This scene caused Ouyang Jian, who was rushing towards him, to freeze for a moment. He felt that Wang Qiang had turned into a phantom, so he had no choice but to withdraw his long sword and create a sword wall in front of him.

"Clang, clang, clang!" A sound of sword sounds rang out, and the two of them each stepped back a foot!

Thousands of people under the high platform witnessed the scene before them. Ouyang Jian's eyes burst out with cold light, but Wang Qiang ignored him and stood quietly on the high platform.

The strength that the two of them unleashed at this moment was both very strong.

"I'm really curious, how many times can you block my swords!"

Ouyang Jian's momentum in the late stage of Xu refining exploded, like a rolling snow wall or an avalanche on the mountain. He stepped forward and struck out with a fatal sword, and the terrifying coercion rolled towards Wang Qiang.

Even the snowflakes on the high platform began to dance one after another. Ouyang Jian roared and slashed towards Wang Qiang. Countless sharp swords seemed to appear on the high platform!

Wang Qiang did not retreat, and the long sword in his hand roared out, shattering the mountains and rivers, and trying to force the opponent to survive this competition.

Under the high platform are thousands of disciples from Tianyun Mountain, and in the main hall are his master and four sages. As a senior brother, he has no way out!

Ouyang Jian snorted coldly and rushed towards him, as if countless sharp swords were roaring in the wind, slashing at Wang Qiang in front of him with murderous intent.

Wang Qiang still refused to retreat. He took a sudden step and the high platform was shaking. He turned into a phantom, and the long sword in his hand was like a long dragon, rushing toward his opponent!

"Seeking death!" Ouyang Jian roared angrily, and his whole body was filled with fierce sword energy. Between him and Guan, there was endless sword light slashing at the opponent, and the next moment he tore the opponent apart!

"Go away!" Wang Qiang let out a roar, and slashed forward with his sword like a dragon. At this moment, the two of them rushed into the air, and the long swords slashed out sparks all over the air. At almost the same moment, the two of them punched each other with all their strength.

Go!

"Boom!" With a sound, an earth-shaking violent sound erupted from the high platform!
Chapter completed!