Chapter 119: Secret Art of Possession

The cyan heavenly sword collided violently with the golden divine spear. The light was surging, symbols reflected in the sky, and various terrifying Taoist scenes repeatedly appeared in the void.

In the Taoist scene, the sky phoenix sings in the starry sky, and the golden divine waterfall falls from the sky. Every scene is terrifying enough to shock the world.

boom!

The cyan heavenly sword and the golden divine spear exploded at the same time, triggering a super explosion directly in the void. Song Tianming and Yang Jue were both backfired by the tyrannical shock wave.

Song Tianming immediately activated his immortal body, with immortal essence flowing throughout his body. His body was as bright as a star, and he forcibly withstood the tyrannical shock wave coming from the radiation.

But Yang Jue couldn't bear it at all. His body was blown to the ground like a rag, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

The onlookers clucked their tongues, Song Tianming was too evil, Yang Jue had made so much progress, but he was still defeated and had no power to fight back.

When Luo Zichen saw this, he was also horrified.

Song Tianming, a third-level practitioner, relied on sacrificing his potential to obtain extraordinary combat power in his current state. Yang Jue was no match for him.

Yang Jue was extremely sad. He relied on Qingluan Heavenly Blood to sublimate his cultivation and bloodline, but he was still no match for Song Tianming, and his heart was broken.

Roar!

Yang Jue roared, and then bit into pieces of the Boiling Pill held at the bottom of his tongue. His spiritual power immediately boiled, and the energy was so hot that it even partially evaporated the jade bones that carried the spiritual power.

In an instant, powerful spiritual light emerged from the pores all over Yang Jue's body, gathered into the flow, turned into cyan fluid, and wrapped around his arms.

call!

Yang Jue bared his teeth, opened his arms, and rushed forward. The phantom of Qingluan behind him was almost materialized when filled with spiritual power. Its Qingluan wings were even more lifelike, with every feather and every pattern glowing with power. endless.

boom!

Immediately, Yang Jue transformed into an ancient blue luan that covered the sky and the sun. Its wings were like knives, slashing across the void.

When Song Hai saw this, he stood up with a slap on the table and said in horror: "Impossible, the spiritual power penetrates the body. This is a performance that only Tongmai realm warriors can have!"

Guan Shanyue also frowned and said: "Master Luo, Yang Jue seems to have used a foreign object. I think he should be declared a loser!"

The old god Luo Zichen was there and said leisurely: "Is there any evidence? Don't talk nonsense for a long time without evidence."

Guan Shanyue was furious. Luo Zichen, relying on his position as an examiner, actually cheated on the spot, but he had no way to do anything about it.

At this time, Liu Yiyi also stood up, her brows were raised, her breath was heavy, and she said coldly: "Luo Zichen, Yang Jue obviously used the Xuanjie Boiling Pill to forcibly improve his level. Do you think I am blind? Afterwards, do you think the sect Will law enforcement spare you?"

Luo Zichen didn't care and said: "My master is in charge of the Law Enforcement Hall, do you think you can threaten me? Secondly, the ranking battle is not included in the main stage of the Heaven Trial. The rules are adapted to local conditions. I did not say that foreign objects cannot be used! "

Liu Yiyi clenched her fists tightly, her eyes were angry, and said: "You really didn't even give up your face in order to let Yang feel the earth's essence liquid!"

Luo Zichen smiled and looked calm.

However, at this time Song Tianming looked back at Luo Zichen and said with a smile: "You said you can use foreign objects!"

Immediately, Song Tianming patted the seven-colored treasure gourd on his waist. The Three-Yuan Immortal Art was fully loaded, the Immortal Yun was connected, and this high-grade Xuan-level magic weapon was fully activated.

The colorful treasure gourd is very powerful, but it also consumes a lot of money, and the forward swing of the attack is very long. It is extremely difficult to use in life and death battles, so Song Tianming rarely uses it.

But now Yang Jue rushed in desperately, without any change. He wanted to kill Song Tianming with all his strength. This was the perfect time to use the colorful gourd.

boom

Under the water of Xian Yun, the colorful treasure gourd shimmered with colorful light, the treasure talisman bloomed, and the mouth of the gourd immediately erupted with energy beams, like a star river crossing the void, and like an eternal divine light covering the sky.

In an instant, the phantom of Qingluan that Yang Jue evolved was penetrated by the energy beam bursting out from Song Tianming's colorful treasure gourd, and its lifelike wings on both sides were even shattered into pieces.

"Impossible, impossible!" Yang Jue screamed, but he was unable to save himself. His body was washed away and his flesh and blood collapsed. If Luo Zichen hadn't taken action in time and used powerful magic to save him from the attack of the colorful treasure gourd, Yang Jue would have been there long ago. I can't die any more.

Song Tianming walked off the ring, looked at Luo Zichen, and said with a smile: "If you had said earlier that you could use foreign objects, you wouldn't have had to fight for so long. By the way, can you use them in the next match too!"

Luo Zichen's eyes were about to burst, and he was gnashing his teeth. His back molars were almost broken. He knew that Song Tianming had a high-grade Xuan-level magic weapon - a colorful treasure gourd.

But he didn't expect that Song Tianming could use the energy at the mortal level to drive this high-grade Xuan-level magic weapon, and it also exerted 100% of its effectiveness.

"If it doesn't work for the next one, it can be used for this one!"

When Song Tianming heard this, he burst out laughing. Even without saying a word, Luo Zichen was extremely angry.

Liu Yiyi, Guan Shanyue, Song Hai and others all laughed. Luo Zichen's double standard was simply ridiculous, even a little silly.

In the second round of the ranking battle, Song Yang faced off against Xiang Ding.

There was no suspense in this battle. Song Yang was pushed away by Xiang Ding, and his sternum was dented. He was bleeding profusely and vomiting blood crazily.

Song Tianming immediately fed Song Yang a blood-coagulating pill at the holy level, quickly recovering Song Yang's injuries.

Song Tianming stared at Xiang Ding with a solemn expression.

The other onlookers were also extremely surprised. This cauldron was obviously just a casual cultivator and its realm was very ordinary. Why was its combat power so terrifying that it could defeat Song Yang, who was at the same realm, with a single palm strike.

"Could it be that he is a genius from a hidden family?"

Luo Zichen's eyes were filled with joy. This cauldron was striking out with swords, and its combat power was terrifying. It might be possible to intercept Song Tianming.

In the third round of the ranking match, Song Tianming faced off against Xiang Ding.

Song Tianming took the stage and stared at his opponent.

Xiang Ding was thin, dark-skinned, and had an ordinary face. He was not noticeable in the crowd, and he did not have the temperament of a genius.

But under Xiang Ding's plain appearance, he had a deep blood and energy. He seemed to be a young cub of an ancient monster, and his every move released a great power.

Xiang Ding was silent, bowed his hands, and then walked slowly towards Song Tianming.

Even after seeing Song Tianming's terrifying battle scene, Xiang Ding still had a calm face and slow steps, without any stagnation or anxiety.

Song Tianming's brows were solemn, and he was afraid in his heart, but he still attacked strongly.

Three paths of cultivation, immortal body prosperous.

He did not think that anyone in the mortal realm could surpass him.

Boom!

Song Tianming swung his fist, full of electric energy, surrounded by wind and fire, and his attack was a sure kill. Even the physical cultivators in the early stage of the cave heaven could not withstand this fierce punch.

However, Xiang Ding's expression was calm. He held the Tai Chi seal with his hands and pushed his palms horizontally. In an instant, the Yin-Yang Tai Chi seal jumped. He easily pushed away Song Tianming's straight punch, and then used his force to push a palm towards Song Tianming's chest.

Bang!

Song Tianming was pushed away by a palm. The palm force was heavy, and the blood of him who had a body of lightning and thunder surged. He almost coughed up a pool of blood.

"What a wonderful palm technique, I'm afraid it's not the first level!" Song Tianming's heart was shocked. The palm technique of the great success level definitely didn't have the terrifying performance of Xiang Ding.

Outside the field, Luo Zichen, Guan Shanyue and others were also horrified.

The secret technique of the first level is rarely achieved by even the cultivators of the Xuan realm. The ordinary body cultivator in front of him could actually practice a Xuan-level palm technique to the first level. It was too terrifying.

At this time, Batian whispered, "Be careful, this tripod might be an old monster that has taken over someone else's body."