522: C522 Monkshood Moxibustion

C522 Monkshood Moxibustion

"Hehe, I wish you success in advance. It is Senior Brother Meng's turn to fight against the cultivators of Shennong Holy Land. The cultivators of their Shennong Holy Land are really strange, everyone's cultivation realm is fluctuating. "

Meng Jiu was like her brother, who had been taking care of her since the time he was at the Stage of Qi Refinement. When he had expressed his love for his, she had always rejected him, until later, when she purposely distanced himself from him. However, towards Meng Jiu, she still cared a lot about him.

Jue Yazi also looked at the stage from the side and stroked his beard: "I still approve of Meng Jiu, but I don't know where he's from, and I hope that he can be defeated easily. His Shennong has already been in the spotlight, and it's time for us to display our Kunlun Holy Land as well."

Bing Lan nodded upon hearing Jue Yazi's words. He wished that he could go up personally and fight to his heart's content with the Nascent Soul stage cultivators in Shennong Holy Land.

"Elder Brother Meng, kill him!"

"Give justice to our Kunlun Holy Land and kill this brat. He killed over a dozen of our Kunlun Cultivators, don't let him off easy!"

"We must make him regret standing on this stage!"

Everyone in the audience expressed their support for him.

Meng Jiu looked at the cultivator in front of him, his face full of anger. He was waiting for the match to begin, so he could immediately kill the brat in front of him.

The cultivator opposite of Meng Jiu laughed arrogantly at Meng Jiu: "Haha, Meng Jiu, the number one expert recognized by the Sacred Grounds, I think that you have earned your reputation. After this battle, the Sacred Grounds no longer have your Meng Jiu's name, only my name, Ma Yang!"

Three years ago, this Ma Yang was still a cultivator of Middle Period of Core Formation Stage, but the cultivators of their Shennong Holy Land did not have human feelings, and even their own master, if he did not have something good for him, would not give you proper guidance. He could only risk his life and enter the ruins time and time again, and with the help of Ao Tian, he obtained a rare material.

Fortunately, he survived, even though he did not have much lifespan left. If he could kill this Meng Jiu and become famous in the cultivation world, he would not have lived his life in vain. He was used to life and death, and in order to obtain something even better, he had killed many of his own sect members, let alone an outsider.

"You are really arrogant. There is no need for a person like you to exist. This time, I will not let you go and avenge my fellow sect members!"

When Meng Jiu's aura reached its peak, Ma Yang could feel its power, and only then did he cautiously look at Meng Jiu. He was already prepared for battle, but he casually said: "Bearing the title of number one expert, seems like it won't be easy to deal with. I like this kind of thing, only like this will it be challenging!"

Meng Jiu did not reply, he looked at Ma Yang, and the killing intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

"The match begins!"

Hearing the order, Meng Jiu and Ma Yang moved at the same time. They started with the strongest attack and instantly entered the white-hot state.

His bloodline was the bloodline of the Primordial Divine Beast, the Dragon Turtle. After being stimulated, Meng Jiu's body grew several pairs of wings, and a dragon's horn appeared on his head. This was the characteristic of a bloodline that was extremely dense, and in this instant, the entire plaza began to boil.

"Elder Brother Meng is so handsome! He has the blood of a dragon! Look at that dragon horn, it's way too powerful!"

"Senior brother Meng is definitely not ordinary. I have never provoked a Bloodline Power when he spars with others. It was only today that I realized that senior brother Meng was hiding his true strength."

"This time, senior brother Meng is even more powerful. That bastard from the Shennong will definitely not live."

When Meng Jiu's treasure appeared, the surrounding area was frozen. Ma Yang laughed fiercely, and a strange treasure immediately appeared, which looked like a ring of treasure that had never been seen before, but was covered with thorns, whizzing towards Meng Jiu.

The two treasures clashed, and a loud sound came out. When the ring collided with Meng Jiu's treasure, it was still spinning non-stop, and knowing that Meng Jiu's treasure was releasing "crackle" sounds, Meng Jiu's mind was shaken, and then he was injured, he did not expect the ring to actually harm his treasure.

He did not dare to hesitate and immediately scurried closer to Ma Yang. This frightened him and he quickly backed away, but in reality, this treasure was not his, but rather something the sect had given him. These treasures were all imitations of ancient treasures, and they were all extremely evil treasures, so naturally, their offensive and injurious abilities were very strong.

After Meng Jiu activated the God Beast Bloodline, his strength reached its peak. After taking a few steps, he arrived beside Ma Yang and grabbed onto Ma Yang's head with his hands. Before he could even react, he had already twisted his head off, as though he had easily unscrewed a toy.

"You … I underestimate... "Kill you!"

When he saw his own body, he felt pain. He knew that if he failed, the result would be death, and he was extremely unreconciled to it. He thought that he had already thoroughly studied Meng Jiu, but he did not know that he had Dragon Dove's bloodline, and so easily killed him.

"Killing you is like killing a chicken. This is the result of your evil deeds. Killing you like this is letting you off easy!"

Meng Jiu held onto Ma Yang's head, and after he finished speaking, a blue flame emerged from his hands, instantly burning the head of Ma Yang into ashes, causing him to forever leave this world.

"Elder Brother Meng is mighty!"

"Haha, what a relief. Look at Shennong and those people, their noses are crooked from anger!"2

"If you want to fight like this, then let the people from Shennong Holy Land know that our Kunlun Holy Land is not easy to bully. As long as Senior Brother Meng enters the arena, no matter which immortal you are, we will be able to cut you down."

Meng Jiu raised his hands up high, like a war god, looking around to welcome the cheers of the cultivators of Kunlun Holy Land.

"Whoever bullies me, Karakorum, however distant, shall be destroyed!"

They had long since disliked the look of the Shennong Holy Land. As Ma Yang continued to kill, every participant died to his strange magical equipment, and in an instant, his ring-shaped treasure would shatter their treasures and kill them. Every time he killed a person, he would have to laugh out loud on the stage, which truly made people angry.

Now that they had been killed by Meng Jiu, there was no need to mention how happy they were.

After the final round of the competition, the victorious participants were number four Wang Kong, number six Ann Sudong, number seven Hou Hui, number eight Lu Ming, and number ten Meng Jiu. Among the contestants, number four, seven, and eight were all from Shennong Holy Land, so the next round of competition would be between these five people.

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