"Boom!"

As soon as Nie Changkong performed the Heaven-Ghost Concentricity Technique, the sky dimmed, and then he was completely plunged into darkness. Without its brilliance, it was all ghosts, as if ten thousand ghosts came out.

In the sky above him, countless ghost patterns gathered and turned into a huge sky ghost, with blue-faced fangs, big bald head, green eyes, pointed nose, ghost king knife in hand, and the power of the sword is unmatched.

"Roar!" The sky ghost looked like the emperor's wind is not changing, and let out a sharp roar, exuding a cold, violent aura, just like a killing god.

"Heaven and ghost concentric art?"

The wind didn't change his brows slightly, and he calmed down immediately, stepping on the void, rolling the endless golden light and coming, before it was near, he stuck his hand out, and slapped the sky ghost with a bang.

And the heavenly ghost rushed out at this moment, the ghost king knife slashed towards the windless palms, and when they collided, there was a loud noise, deafening, and everyone was shocked.

The impervious emperor's true essence is strong, and Nie Changkong's heavenly ghost concentricity is also strong, it is the ultimate evolution of ghost and emperor's way, all kinds of terrible forces rush out, shock the space, and shake the battlefield.

"Fusion!"

But Feng Buhua suddenly roared at this moment, rushing towards the ghost of the day, and it blended perfectly to mention that the heavenly ghost is him, and he is the heavenly ghost.

This is the true power of Heaven and Ghost Concentricity!

"kill!"

The weather that the sky ghost possesses, controlling the sword of the ghost king, brazenly slams into the wind, the ghost and murderous aura is raging, and the space is under the sword of the ghost king, as if it is about to crack.

But the immortal emperor’s true essence is also a high-level magic skill, showing the way of the emperor, just like the co-lord of the world, in charge of the universe, to kill all existences that dare to violate him.

Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom!

The two attacked together, loud noises continued, ghost energy and golden light rushed up, like a Tianzhu, sweeping across the square, the battle platform was shaking, and the scene was terrible and amazing.

Blood spattered from the two of them, but neither the weather nor Nie Changkong stopped, and attacked each other violently and senselessly.

"Chop! Chop! Chop!"

Seeing that Nie Changkong couldn't suppress the wind, his green eyes were burning, his aura was violent, and he held the Ghost King Knife in both hands, running the ghost energy, and using the sword.

This is the tenfold sword arc, which contains the power of ghosts.

With a single cut, it seemed as if a thousand ghosts roared, fiercely smashing into the wind.

"Boom!"

The wind did not resist strongly, but he was smashed into the air. The gloss on his body was dimmed, and blood oozes out of his palm.

"Well, the weather doesn't change, this is what you asked for."

Looking at the blood in his hands, the wind did not change his face, his eyes flashed cold and cruel, and the two hands were immediately strangled, and countless runes evolved.

The sacred breath bloomed, as if he was open and solemn, he was like an emperor, in power, watching the world, his eyes were full of majesty, and he was heartfelt to bow down.

"Holy Spirit!"

"The wind can't change the holy spirit."

"It seems that Nie Changkong has pushed him to the limit."

"This is an ancient technique, Nie Changkong was defeated by this technique in the first place."

Everyone knows Fengfuhua very well, and he also knows a little bit about his cultivation techniques. What's more, the fame technique of Fengfuhua, the Holy Spirit?

Therefore, as soon as he performed this technique, everyone was shocked.

"This ancient method is so strong." Lu Chen couldn't help but be surprised. The Heavenly Sun swordsmanship he had practiced was also an ancient method, but he didn't feel as if the Holy Spirit's magic was not so powerful.

"Feng Buhua defeated countless powerful enemies with this technique," Wang Chun said.

"So, Nie Changkong is sure to lose?" Lu Chen asked.

"Almost." Wang Chun nodded.

When Lu Chen heard this, he turned to look at Nie Changkong, only to find that Feng Buhua had already attacked him. He was magnificent, like a **** descending, and there was suffocating power raging out of his gestures. .

But at this moment, Nie Changkong laughed loudly: "If the weather does not change, you have finally performed this technique. Unfortunately, this time, you will fail."

After saying this, Nie Changkong threw the Ghost King Knife, and then pinched it with both hands. Numerous ghost patterns and ghost symbols appeared, and it was divided into five. He moved east, west, south and north, and the five directions were condensed together.

In a moment, five huge ghosts gathered together, one golden, one black, one green, one fiery red, and one yellow. They were the power of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. They all held a ghost king knife and uttered a roar. , Exuding powerful ghost power, impressively the breath of the heavenly gods.

In addition, Feng Buhua himself, that is, the six powerhouses of the Heavenly God Realm!

"This is the Five Elements Ghost!"

"Oh my God, each of these ghosts has the cultivation base of the Celestial Divine Realm, and the strength is strong. The wind is in trouble this time."

"Unexpectedly, Nie Changkong still hides these hole cards, no wonder he said that the wind will lose to him."

Everyone was shocked when they saw this. The visionary elder immediately recognized the five ghosts summoned by Nie Changkong.

"Amazing."

Lu Chen was also shocked and frowned. The Five Elements Ghost contains the power of the Five Elements, and each one has the cultivation base of the Celestial God Realm. With strong strength, it is a one-to-six confrontation with Nie Changkong!

Two people like Zhou Luxiong and Zhenye also looked terribly solemn, thinking that they were not sure of winning against the current Nie Changkong.

"It looks like we will lose this time when the wind is not turning."

The two sighed lightly, looking towards the wind.

"Five Elements Ghost?"

The expression on his face was heavier than ever before, and the power he felt from the Five Elements Ghost made his forehead pulsate, but he knew that by now, he had no retreat, so he could only kill him with the Holy Spirit technique.

"Five ghosts are here, kill me!"

Nie Changkong smiled grinningly, let out a stern roar, scrolling endless ghost energy, and the body moved, the five elements ghost immediately moved forward, showing the power of the five elements, the ghost king knife in his hand was also stained with the light of the five elements, and he mercilessly cut to the wind. .

"Boom boom boom!"

The wind waved his fists and slammed it down like a mountain, resisting the ghost king knife and the five elements ghosts, but Nie Changkong and the five elements ghosts combined, they were six powerful men in the heavens and gods. They were extremely powerful and surrounded him.

The ghost spirit was raging, like a deep sea like a sea, completely shrouded the brilliance of Feng Fuhua's body, and the entire battle platform was plunged into darkness, whining endlessly, as if it had been occupied by ten thousand ghosts.

There was a loud noise, and Nie Changkong carried the Ghost King's knife and cut it down. The Five Elements Ghost also attacked at the same time, showing strong power. The wind did not shake his body, and blood overflowed from his mouth.

"The wind doesn't change, you have lost this battle!" Nie Changkong grinned.

"Don't think about it!" Feng Buhua gritted his blood teeth and let out a low growl. He has never lost since practicing, and Feng Buhua was his former defeater. How could he be willing to lose to the opponent?

"If that's the case, then I'm not welcome."

Nie Changkong narrowed his eyes when he heard the words, with a cold light and stern expression. He waved the Ghost King knife, followed by the Five Elements Ghost, attacking his head, shoulders, back, and chest.

Blood immediately spattered from everywhere in the wind, and there were knife marks on the shoulders and chest, and the pool of blood flowed out, exuding a pungent blood.

"Ah!" Feng Fuhua cried out in pain, but gritted his teeth, looked at Nie Changkong unwillingly, and tried his best to urge the Holy Spirit to resist.

"Stubbornly stubborn."

Nie Changkong sneered, and made the Ghost King's knife cut down, and the Five Elements Ghosts shot out one after another. The weather didn't change and they were immediately hit, there was a loud noise, and then they were blown away severely.

"Puff!" He, who was about to be on the ground, spouted a mouthful of blood, revealing a painful expression on his face, but his eyes were staring at Nie Changkong, showing unwillingness.

"You lost." Nie Changkong said lightly.

Falling from a high altitude, he rolled his hands, and the five-element ghosts disappeared one by one, as if they had never appeared before, only the ghost king knife was still in his hand.

"Cough, cough, cough, it turns out that this is your biggest trump card, but I'm not reconciled!" The wind was so uncomfortable that he coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, staring at Nie Changkong and said bitterly.

"The winner is the king and the loser, now you are the bandit, and I am the king." Nie Changkong said coldly.

"Well, the disciple Nie Changkong of the God of War Sword Sect won. If the weather does not turn, you should go and heal your injuries." Du Xuan suddenly said, looking at the severely injured weather, his expression also showed waves.

The elders of the major forces are no exception. The unfavorable weather was originally a strong candidate for the first place, but they did not expect to be defeated by Nie Changkong. This was beyond their expectations.

The most important thing is that Nie Changkong's five element ghosts are really powerful, and they all have the cultivation base of the gods, who can be the enemy?

Cao Zhendao, the Great Elder of the Eastern Palace, looked gloomy. Seeing the pale face and the stifling weather all over his body, he opened his mouth and wanted to scold him, but finally fell silent.

"Go down and heal."

In the end, Cao Zhendao sighed softly, letting the wind continue to heal his wounds, because he knew that he couldn't blame him, it was Nie Changkong's Five Elements Ghost that was too powerful.

"Nie Changkong won the competition for the outer disciples of the top ten forces in this year."

"Yeah, even if the wind doesn't change, Zhenye of the Buddha Kingdom, Zhou Luxiong of the Wu League, I am afraid it will be difficult to defeat him. As for Hongtian of the Eastern Palace and Lu Chen of the Divine Sword Sect, although they are powerful, after all With only the cultivation base of the true gods, there is almost no chance of winning."

"Unexpectedly, this result is really surprising."

The disciples of the outer sects of all major forces were talking in low voices, in their opinion, Nie Changkong had become the uncrowned king.

Zhenye and Zhou Luxiong were silent, but Hongtian was unconvinced. Lu Chen did not speak, but frowned.

"Okay, now the poor monk announces the list of people who have entered the second round of the competition. Eastern Palace disciple Hongtian, Buddhism disciple Zhenye, Wu League disciple Zhou Luxiong, Shenjian Sect disciple Lu Chen, Shendao Sect disciple Nie Changkong, congratulations Obtained the qualification to enter the second round of competition." Du Xuan said suddenly.

"Yes!"

All five of Lu Chen bowed slightly, and expressed their greetings to Du Xuan.

"It's getting late, and the second round of competition will be held tomorrow. Let's take a rest first." Du Xuan said.

"Lead!"

The five of Lu Chen had no objection.

As the sun sets, Tianzun Mountain is plunged into darkness.

The Tianzun Mountain under the night sky is like a great demon standing between the heaven and the earth.

No words for a night.

The next day arrived.

The morning sun rises in the east, and the sun is shining, like golden brilliance falling, making Tianzun Mountain as if bathed in a golden ocean.

The elders of the ten major forces once again gathered around the battle platform.

Standing at the front of the battle platform, Du Xuan said loudly, "East Imperial Palace disciple Hongtian, Buddhist disciple Zhenye, Wu League disciple Zhou Luxiong, Shen Sword Sect disciple Lu Chen, Shen Sword Sect disciple Nie Changkong, five of you come forward to draw lots. "

"Yes!"

The five of Lu Chen respectfully stepped forward and drew lots again.

After the draw, you could hear Du Xuan say: "Because there were five people in the second round of the competition, the two faced off, and one person remained. Therefore, after the discussion between the poor monk and the elder of your sect, they unanimously decided to draw. The disciple with the No. 1 lottery has a bye and directly enters the third round of competitions. They will compete with the other two winners to compete for the top three of the top ten external disciples of the God Realm this year."

After saying this, Du Xuan's gaze swept over the five Lu Chen and asked, "Do you have any opinions?"