Chapter 121: The Mysterious Chariot

"This is the Xuanhuang realm, not only can you cast magic tricks, but also condense attribute mystical power. ”

Looking at the Xuanguang Engraving Seal floating down in the air, Ling Changkong's eyes were burning, and he secretly said in his heart, although this clear wind and bright moon is a small means, but it is all a means that Xuanhuang Ancestor has.

"Poof!"

Just as Ling Changkong sighed slightly, a Xuanguang engraved mark fell on the top of his head, and suddenly a burst of refreshment passed through his nerves, penetrating his whole body in an instant, making him involuntarily hit a spirit.

"Water power. Although he didn't check what kind of mysterious power fell on him, judging by this feeling, Ling Changkong had already guessed the attributes of this Xuanguang seal.

Mu Xuanli contains vitality, just a trace can regenerate dead wood, and Shui Xuanli contains water cold, which can make people feel refreshed, these are all known to Ling Changkong.

"Thirty-seven. ”

Looking up, above his head, there was the word "thirty-seven" suspended, Ling Changkong's eyes flashed, he glanced at the audience, and soon found the thirty-seventh monk who had obtained the Mu Xuanli engraving, that person had a normal face and a slightly fat body, he was a casual cultivator, but it was also a Xuanling eightfold cultivator.

After he found the man, the man wanted to find Ling Changkong's location, and the two looked at each other and smiled, as if they were very satisfied with their opponent.

"Water Xuanli No. 24. ”

Wu Shiqi on the side also obtained the Xuanguang Engraving, and it turned out to be the same as Ling Changkong's Water Xuanli, not only her, but most of the people around her were engraved with the Shui Xuanli.

This is not surprising, no matter how fair Mingyue is, it is a spell casting range after all.

It was Wu Shiqi's opponent, Mu Xuanli No. 24, who was a seven-fold monk of Xuanling, and when he saw that his opponent turned out to be Wu Shiqi, his face suddenly turned pale, originally he wanted to perform well in the first round and strive to be favored, but now he has no chance at all.

"Now that everyone has obtained their own Xuanguang mark, find an opponent on their own, and then go to the ice platform in the air to duel, as long as you don't fall off the ice platform, don't admit defeat, and don't live and die, the battle is not over. ”

Seeing that everyone had obtained a Xuanguang Engraving, Qingfeng and Mingyue looked at each other and smiled, thanks to the many years of tacit understanding between the two of them, if they turned into other people, they would definitely not be able to do this.

Just as they announced the rules of the duel, in the air, after Bing Ling's instructions, Qingxin and Tong'er waved their sleeves, and the ice-blue battle platforms condensed, suspended in mid-air, exactly fifty.

"Let's go. ”

Seeing that the ice battle platform in the air was condensed, soon some people couldn't hold back their temperament, and they all waved their hands, controlled their mysterious weapons, and flew away towards the ice battle platform.

Fortunately, they are all existences in the late stage of Xuanling, otherwise they really can't go to the Ice Battle Platform.

Of course, there is an exception to this arrangement: if you can't even go up to the ice platform in the air, what else can you try, just admit defeat.

"Changkong, I'll go up first. Wu Shiqi said to Ling Changkong, and then directly came to a cold ice battle platform.

And Ling Changkong immediately went up, but waited until Mu Xuanli No. 37 went up before he came to that battle platform, and many people did the same as him, after all, this would not be so blind.

As soon as he stepped onto the ice battle platform, Ling Changkong felt a bone-piercing cold qi pouring in from the soles of his feet, instantly invading his whole body, menacing, as if he was about to freeze Ling Changkong into icicles.

"Break!" Ling Changkong's eyes condensed slightly, and he hurriedly used his Xuan power, which was able to resist the erosion of the cold air.

"Ahh

"Ahh

......

Just when Ling Changkong Hell was dwelling in the cold air, on the other ice battle platforms, screams came one after another, and figures fell from the ice battle platform.

Their faces were pale, cold, and exuded a biting chill that forced them down before the battle had even begun.

"Hmph! I can't even resist the cold air, and I want to be appreciated by others, it's just wishful thinking!" Seeing these falling from the cold ice battle platform, Bingling's face was cold, he snorted coldly, and said disdainfully.

"The opponent who falls down will advance directly, and the others will start fighting now. Mingyue said coldly, not glancing at the monk who had fallen down at all.

"I didn't expect you to come up, it's very good, but you just stopped there, now while I haven't done it yet, go down as soon as possible, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind." Mu Xuan No. 37 said disdainfully with a cold air.

"Who's welcome, and not necessarily. Ling Changkong smiled and said, not bothering to ask the other party's name.

"Look for death, conquer the chariot!"

The little fat man's face turned grim, and as soon as he stomped on the battle platform, a brown improvised chariot appeared, and he took it out and hit it with a "boom".

"There is such a strange artifact, but this artifact is probably only capable of one stroke. ”

Seeing the little fat man driving towards him, Ling Changkong was slightly surprised, and said secretly in his heart, but he was not careless, and hurriedly performed the Liuyun footwork, but found that the ice surface was relatively smooth, and even Ling Bo's microstep was also displayed, and the speed was suddenly a few points faster.

As soon as he turned around, he dodged the impact of the little fat man's chariot, looked at the wheels of the chariot, his eyes flashed, and said thoughtfully: "Could the weakness of this chariot be on these two wheels......"

"Yes, it's faster, but with that speed, you can't escape death. ”

Seeing that Ling Changkong was still ghostly, he actually dodged the impact of his chariot, the little fat man's face suddenly turned purple, and he stepped on the chariot again, and the chariot "rumbled" towards Ling Changkong, and the speed was three points faster than before.

"Broken!"

Ling Changkong's face turned pale, and he hurriedly staggered to dodge, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand was full of sword qi, and it was like a cold light, directly inserting into the wheel of the chariot, nailing the chariot to the cold ice battle platform.

"Bang!"

Ling Changkong suddenly nailed the chariot, and the little fat man couldn't react at all, and with the inertia of rushing forward, he fell out directly.

"Damn, the master is fighting with you!" The little fat man got up from the ice platform, still scolding, but then his face changed, and he suddenly turned pale, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I surrender." ”

I saw that Ling Changkong had already come to the little fat man, pointing at him with his sword, as long as the little fat man made a slight move, he would kill him instantly.

". Ling Changkong took the long sword, his opponent was not the little fat man in front of him, and when he saw the little fat man surrender, he didn't embarrass him, but just took the chariot as his own.

Although this car does not have much combat power, and it is full of flaws, it is fast enough, and it should be able to be used for transportation, even if it can't be used for transportation, it is a rare thing.

And it's very good that the little fat man can save his life, where do you dare to ask for a chariot, and even run off the ice battle platform.

"That's good. Bingling had been paying attention to these battle platforms, and when he saw Ling Changkong defeating his opponent, he couldn't help but smile slightly.

"The fairy is interested in him?" asked Qing Song, squinting his eyes.

"It's a pity that my Ice Heart Sect can't accept male disciples. Bingling glanced at Qing Song, and the question was not answered.

"That's fine. But when Qing Song heard Bingling's reply, he was relieved.

At this time, the first round of the competition is also going to end, after all, they are uneven, except for a few strong matchups, the others are overwhelming victories.

Of course, there are also people who, like Ling Changkong, are unwilling to expose their strength prematurely and win by skill.

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