Chapter 751: Zongmen Grand Competition

"Little treasure, little demon, you are top-level beings formed from the essence of heaven and earth, and you have unique camouflage conditions. With my secret method, you can completely conceal your aura and disguise yourself as an ordinary plant..."

An Bulang began to teach Tianshen Baoshu and Tiangui Yaoshu how to hide their breath and attach themselves to him.

This technique is very similar to that of the little suckling pig in his shadow.

Only by being concealed in that way can it become his hole card and bring surprise effects to the enemy.

Gods, ghosts, such existences are no different from real Xuanxians.

No matter where they go, they can have a high status.

The top sects in the sanctuary, such as Chaoyang Shengzong, can also serve as elders.

In other words, An Bulang is now equivalent to having two elders of the Holy Sect protecting the Dharma personally.

In addition, he still has eighteen statues of gods raised in Najie space, but they are still receiving his nourishment, and it is not yet time to become real gods.

If he can become a real god, the power he possesses will definitely be a power that cannot be ignored!

An Bulang walked out of the secret realm.

A middle-aged man with red hair and a strong physique was waiting outside.

"Little friend An Lang, you've come out, how is your retreat?" True Immortal Jiuming grinned.

"Very good, please take care of senior Jiuming." An Bulang said gratefully.

Immortal Jiuming waved his hand immediately, and said with a smile, "Where?"

Immediately, he seemed to think of something, he couldn't hold it back, and secretly said: "My son...you came from Hongmeng Continent, did you break open the dark hand of Emperor Xiaoyao?"

An Bulang thought for a while, and said, "Part of it is."

"Let me just say... It can make all the supreme emperors panic, and even make the crystal phoenix take risks and break into the Hongmeng Continent. It turns out that the one who really reversed the situation has a lot to do with you, the emperor... The tiger father has no dogs... "True Immortal Jiuming expressed emotion.

An Bulang just smiled, too lazy to speak.

To be honest, the comment he hates the most is that the tiger father has no dogs...

It's as if you accidentally turned into a dog, not only yourself, but also your father's face. Is he awesome, why does he always want to hook up with his father?

But An Bulang also knew that it was more difficult than everyone else to get out of his father's glory.

In this respect, he took on a hell-level challenge.

Of course, he can also do nothing and be the top second generation of immortals with peace of mind, enjoying the glory brought to him by his father, so he must live more comfortably than all the second generation of immortals in the universe.

It is definitely impossible to be able to settle down with an unwavering character.

"Little friend An Lang, if you want to participate in the Ten Thousand Worlds Competition, do you need a stronger identity, such as being the holy son of Chaoyang Sacred Sect? I talked to Yuanyang Tianxian. If you want to be the holy son, Tomorrow, the Holy Son of Beiyang will be revoked by the Holy Sovereign because he entered the Suzerain Hall with his left foot first..."

What Immortal Jiuming said made An Bulang's jaw drop in shock.

"No, really no, I need to keep a low profile!"

An Bulang very seriously rejected the proposal of losing True Immortal Jiuming.

To be honest, what he hates the most is this kind of unrestricted flattery.

Sigh, he just wants to be a quiet and handsome man, why are you trying to flatter me like this?

This made his challenge journey experience without any difficulty!

At this moment, Beiyang Shengzi of the Chaoyang Sacred Sect didn't know that he had just encountered a crisis, and that the young man had helped him resolve another crisis.

He was taking a nap in Guanyun Pavilion, thinking about how to crush An Lang to death.

"Jiang Shan, you are a well-deserved leader among my Zongdu Jie Tianjiao. I heard that your next competition will be against Mo Shi among the lower realm monks. Her relationship with An Lang is not simple..."

"Hehe, a scumbag who has just stepped into the tribulation stage dares to participate in the competition. Take advantage of the opportunity of the competition, and attack hard. Don't show mercy!"

"Okay, Son, just wait for my good news."

A dark-skinned man with a cruel smile on his face.

Chaoyang Sacred Sect, hundreds of thousands of Tianjiao disciples gathered together, and started their sect competition.

This time, only Tianjiao who are less than a hundred years old can participate in the competition.

Even in the huge Chaoyang Sect, there are very few monks who can enter the catastrophe stage within a hundred years old. There are only more than 20 people in the whole sect, and these people are the seeds that can become immortals, with unparalleled aptitude and amazing talents.

"You said this competition, who can enter the top ten of the sect?"

"The two candidate saintesses are neither Qingxue nor Qingyue are a hundred years old, they will definitely be able to enter the top ten, and my sect's Duguyao, who is titled the son of Chaoyang, is already the eighth heaven of Sendai at the age of seventy. With his cultivation base, he is amazingly talented, and even made it to the top 100 list of the top ten sanctuary gods, so he will definitely be in the top ten."

"Duguyao...that is truly a genius unparalleled in the world, but it is a pity that Beiyang Shengzi became an immortal earlier than him, otherwise it is really uncertain who will be my sect's Shengzi."

"Jiang Shan will definitely be in the top ten."

"I heard that there are also three monks from the lower realm participating in the competition, and that An Lang will definitely be able to enter."

"Hehe, there is a monk named Mo Shi, who has just crossed the Tribulation First Layer, and wants to participate in the competition. He has no chance at all. Is it really true that the arrogance of our Chaoyang Sacred Sect is made of mud?"

When mentioning Langmeng and others, some disciples of Chaoyang Sacred Sect couldn't help ridiculing them.

They can't be blamed for being xenophobic, the main reason is that An Bulang was too arrogant when he entered the sect, which made many people feel uncomfortable, but he couldn't do anything about the young man, so he could only vent his anger on other people.

A series of competitions began.

The Tianjiao disciples of the Chaoyang Sacred Sect showed their demeanor, and their use of various Taoist spells was superb, which made the two big brothers of the Wentian clan feel ashamed.

Although their cultivation base is above most Tianjiao.

But their skills, their use of various powers, are far from those of these Tianjiao.

"Hey, look at how they look when they are decades old, and then look at what we look like when we are dozens of years old..."

"It's really worthy of the holy sect. Some people live for dozens of years, and they are even more powerful than our old man who has lived for thousands of years..."

Wang Feng, the Supreme Elder of the Wentian Clan, looked at the extremely exaggerated Tianjiao competition in front of him, feeling a lot of emotion.

Not long after, bursts of cheers began to come from the field.

It turned out that it was Jiang Shan from Chaoyang Sacred Sect, who was about to face off against Mo Shi, a monk from the lower realm.

Some Tianjiao disciples of the Chaoyang Sacred Sect have long been displeased with the monks from the lower realms. Now that they have such an opportunity to educate the monks from the lower realms, they are excited and looking forward to it.

The dark-skinned, burly man stepped onto the competition dojo step by step.

The wind and cloud swirled, turning into terrifying dark fire dragons entangled his body.

His pupils opened, like the eyes of a demon god, a terrifying oppressive force enveloped the delicate woman in plain clothes.

Mo Shi felt extremely powerful pressure.

The Jiang Shan in front of him is not a cat or a dog, but a genius recognized by the Chaoyang Sect who can enter the list of the top ten tribulations.

At their level, they have already cultivated the Zongmen's Chaoyang holy law to the extreme, and condensed a flame that is infinitely close to the fairy fire, which can burn the stars and destroy everything!

"Junior Sister Mo Shi, since you are on the stage, I can only deal with you as an enemy. If there is any force that I can't grasp, and the shot is too heavy, please forgive me." Jiang Shan grinned, smiling Very cold.

He said this just to prepare for the tyrannical Mo poetry that will follow.

Mo Shi also felt the other party's intentions, frowned slightly, and said: "It doesn't matter, if you want to fight, fight!"

Boom!

The pitch-black flame turned into a torrent and tsunami, rolling up waves of fire, carrying extreme heat and burning.

Everyone exclaimed, they didn't expect Jiang Shan to be so violent and terrifying when he made a move.

"This is a mutated Chaoyang sacred fire, which can melt Dao power and burn out laws. A cluster of flames can melt the body of a monk who has crossed the catastrophe. Brother Jiang Shan can actually release so much..."

"Come on, it's so ruthless as soon as you make a move, so the female cultivator won't be burned to death right away?"

Just when all the geniuses were shocked, the woman's steps moved, and her body moved like a light and shadow.

She moved to the top of a mountain in the blink of an eye, avoiding the torrent of flames that could swallow and melt everything.

"She actually escaped!"

"The speed is so fast..."

Some cultivators in the Tribulation Stage felt that they could not keep up with the woman's speed.

"Don't run away!" Jiang Shan's voice came from the torrent of flames.

He shrouded endless dark flames, and with a roar that shook the sky, he condensed into a black dragon crawling out of hell, jumped high from the endless sea of ​​flames, and crashed into the mountain where Mo Shi was!

The flaming black dragon opened its mouth and swallowed the mountains and rivers. It swallowed Mo Shi and the mountain where she was in one gulp, melting the mountain with extreme high temperature.

"Moshi was eaten?"

"No, she's there!"

Through the air distorted by the high temperature, the Tianjiao saw a woman who escaped the attack of the black dragon at the very moment, and then shifted to another mountain peak.

"Hey! How annoying! Hiding around like a mouse, dare to fight head-on?"

Jiang Shan roared, and Mo Shi once again dodged with dexterity, but her fair arm was still touched by the dark flames, and it was burnt black in an instant, causing her to frown in pain.

Among the crowd, Beiyang Shengzi smiled faintly: "Mo Shi didn't dare to fight head-on at all, because she couldn't stop Jiang Shan's mutated black flame, so she could only keep dodging. This is a battle without any suspense. Poetry can only take time, and as time goes on, she will lose sooner or later, falling into the pain of being burned by endless flames..."

As he said that, he also cast his eyes on the man in white who was also watching the battle in the dojo, wanting to appreciate the expression on the man in white when he saw his friend being tortured.

It's a pity that An Bulang didn't show much expression, but there was some expectation in his eyes.

Jiang Shan attacked Mo Shi frantically, and everything that stood in his way would be devoured by him.

Even though Mo Shi's body skills are very good, he gradually loses his physical strength, and his actions are a little weak, and he will be completely swallowed by the fire dragon.

Jiang Shan sneered, and was about to continue rushing towards Mo Shi.

Suddenly, he felt something strange in his stomach. There was a kind of mineral inside the mountain peak that had been swallowed up before, and it reacted horribly with his flame and Dao source.

"This is……"

"Is this the Explosive Flame Stone?"

"No……!!"

Jiang Shan screamed suddenly, as if the Chaoyang Holy Power in his body had touched some extremely strange substance, and began to riot out of control, just like gunpowder meeting an open flame, the energy in his body released all the power in one go.

boom! ! !

Jiang Shan exploded!

Black flames illuminate the sky.

The sky and the earth shook, setting off the entire land.

When the flames dissipated.

Jiang Shan was covered in scorched black, standing there with a shocked expression, his eyes still revealing confusion.

When Mo Shi saw it was a good opportunity, he rushed over and kicked Jiang Shan in the chest.

Boom!

A thud.

Jiang Shan was knocked into the air, his sternum cracked and sunken, he vomited blood and rolled to the ground, unable to get up again.

The audience fell into a deathly silence.

Especially those who were hostile to the Tianjiao of the lower realms, the expressions of the Tianjiao who shouted for it before were all frozen.

just……

In the end what happened?

Mo Shi looked at an elder Qing Hai who was in charge of refereeing.

The corner of Elder Qing Hai's mouth twitched slightly, he raised the flag, and said, "In this competition, Mo Shi contestant wins!"