The Fierce Taoist of Online Games

"Could it be..." Facheng looked at Faxian.

Fa seemed to say: "Jiangqiquan, this stinky boy has only practiced for more than two months, so let's see."

The elders looked at each other a few times, and then at Zhou Xing, their eyes were different from just now.

Zhou Xing smiled, two thumbs swiped on the ring at the same time, and a vast array of spiritual weapons appeared at once, such as flying knives, flying swords, flying needles, flying bricks. There were many kinds of them. There were thirty or forty pieces in his mind. Next, he shot Sun Youwei in a messy manner.

Sun Youwei was shocked again! At the critical juncture, he had to raise the cultivation base to the extreme in an instant, and the peak cultivation base of the Niwan realm suddenly broke out! The strength and range of the defensive mask suddenly increased several times, blocking many spirit weapons and Zhou Xing from ten feet away.

"Stop!" Facheng suddenly stood up and said.

The two of them stayed, hurriedly converging their breath, tidying up the skirts, and standing respectfully facing the sovereign.

Fa Chengdao said: "Zhou Xing, you can push Sun Youwei to this point. I am really impressed. But you also need to know that two tigers will fight each other and there will be an injury. After all, the selection is not a life-and-death contest. The odds of winning are not great, so I have to learn more from the seniors in the future."

"Yes, Sovereign!" Zhou Xing said respectfully.

After this battle, he roughly knew his own weight, and the Sect Master was right. Although Sun Youwei’s cultivation is the same as that of Elder Liu in Red Hand Valley, his real combat power is a lot higher than that of Elder Liu. He was just caught off guard by himself when he came up. Then he was passive. If he adjusts With a good rhythm and going all out, his odds of winning are very slim.

Unless it is a battle of life and death.

Since it is not a battle of life and death, instead of making a fool of yourself and hurting the same family, it is better to accept it when you see it, and it ends here.

Fa Cheng was very satisfied with Zhou Xing’s attitude. He hesitated for a while, and then said: “No need to compare others. The representative of the Niwan Realm is Sun Youwei. Zhou Xing, you have performed outstandingly, and this Sovereign will add extra How about rewarding you with two hundred middle-grade aura pills?"

"Sect Master Xie!" Zhou Xing clasped his fists hard, and said very sincerely.

Facheng stroked his beard and laughed.

After the match, Facheng immediately fulfilled his promise, awarding hundreds of middle-grade Reiki Pills to Zhou Xing and Sun Youwei, and bringing them to the second floor of Tianyuan Baoshan.

Looking at the fifty or sixty rich spirit treasures inlaid on the mountain wall, the two of them were very excited, especially Sun Youwei, who was already at the pinnacle of the Niwan Realm. He didn't have a spirit treasure yet.

Facheng smiled and said: "Ling treasures are usually only worthy of being owned by the cultivators of the Profound Cavern Realm. If you are not in the Profound Cavern Realm, you can have a spiritual treasure, and it is also a high-grade Lingbao. See you brothers and sisters, It must be jealous."

Zhou Xing smiled, and said triumphantly: "Counting the reward, I have three high-grade spirit treasures."

Sun Youwei was dumbfounded, thinking he was bragging.

Facheng was in a good mood and said with a smile: "You talk too much! Okay, hurry up and choose treasures."

"I have a lot of treasures, don't worry, Brother Sun will choose first." Zhou Xing waved his hand pretendingly.

Sun Youwei was so angry that he naturally wouldn't be polite to him. He immediately walked to the mountain wall and looked up and picked one by one. It can be seen that he wants a weapon, and it takes the most time to look at the offensive Lingbao.

Zhou Xing was not idle either, his iron-hearted cauldron and Tianlei clock were both offensive and defensive, so he mainly looked at auxiliary spirit treasures. Soon he picked it. It was a pair of silver-white boots with a handsome shape. The silver wires were used to trace the clouds outside.

After a while, Sun Youwei pointed to a giant axe hanging on the mountain wall and said: "Sect Master, I have chosen it, that's it!"

Facheng waved, the giant axe flew into his hand, smiled and said, "The giant spirit axe is now yours."

Sun Youwei took the giant axe excitedly and looked very excited. He looked and looked at it, and he couldn't put it down.

Zhou Xing gave him a look that hadn't seen the world before, and said, "Sect Master, I have also chosen those boots."

Facheng looked in the direction pointed by Zhou Xing and waved his hands in the same way. He put his boots in his hands and nodded: "Dengyun shoes can speed up their movement after putting them on. If they are injected with a lot of spiritual energy, they can float for a short time. Good choice."

Zhou Xing took the shoes with a smile and couldn't wait to change them. The shoes automatically adjusted the size according to the shape and size of his feet, and they were as light as a feather. They were as light as a feather when worn. Zhou Xing liked it very much.

He walked a few steps, jumped twice, and ran more than ten meters, feeling more satisfied. After that, he injected a large amount of aura into the shoes. With a thought, his feet left the ground and his body floated into the air. However, because the aura he can inject at present is limited, he will reach the limit when he rises to more than ten feet. Had to fall back to the ground with some regret.

"As your cultivation level improves, you can run faster and rise higher." Facheng smiled.

Zhou Xing nodded and thanked him, and his idea of ​​raising his cultivation level became stronger.

"Sect Master, as far as I know, magical artifacts are much more powerful than Lingbao! The battle is about to come, why don't you reward us with a magical artifact?" Zhou Xing suddenly whispered.

Facheng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I think, and I will never be stingy, but you also need to know that the magical artifact contains the power of the law. It is a treasure that can only be controlled by the golden core monks. Now it is not better than burning a fire stick. How much."

Zhou Xing was extremely embarrassed, only giggling.

After leaving Tianyuan Baoshan, the three returned to the competition square. Facheng announced in public: "Three days later, the disciples and elders who participated in the Centennial Meeting rushed to the Purple Cloud Palace with me. The rest of the people guarded the mountain gate and stepped up their practice. There was an accident!"

"Yes!" more than a hundred people shouted in unison.

For the next three days, Zhou Xing was not idle either. He had been adapting to his Dengyun shoe, and he also refined the Tianlei Zhong into a handy weapon, preparing for the battle.

Three days later, Zhou Xing was called into the Hall of Clouds. In addition to him, there were four people in the hall, namely Facheng, Zhou Binli, Sun Youwei, and the old sweeping man.

I saw Facheng respectfully salute the old man and said, "Master, everyone is here and you can set off."

Zhou Xing's head buzzed, and he couldn't react for a long time.

The old man's name is Hong Hai, who is the master of Facheng, the contemporary lord of Tianyuan Sect.

Hong Hai nodded and looked at Zhou Xing with a smile. The latter hurriedly shrank his neck, thinking of the previous scenes, embarrassing to the extreme.

Facheng looked at the two of them, and for a moment some monks Zhang Er was confused, but he didn't ask anything, and led everyone to the apse.

Zhou Xing was a little puzzled. Since he decided to set off, shouldn't he get out of the Yunxiao Palace and take the flying boat? How to go back? Of course, he was the youngest among the five people, so he didn't ask too much.

Under the leadership of Facheng, the five people entered a secret path, and then all the way down, and soon came to a vast space.