Such a provocative gesture was seen by the experts of the various races, and there was an uproar.
The human race and the Heavenly Devil Race were the two largest races in the Chaotic World, and they had been mortal enemies for tens of thousands of years. Not to mention the hatred between them in the previous Sacred Wars, and not to mention the results of the battles between the experts of the two races, just the tenth battle of the Immortal Foundation Ranking, where Li Mu defeated Gu Tieyi of the Wind and Cloud Faction as a dark horse, was a ruthless slap to the face of the Heavenly Devil Race.
This time, Liu Dongshan had almost replicated Li Mu's miracle, defeating Daozi, who was thought to have the chance to compete for the title of the First Immortal of a Hundred Thousand. He had won a round for the Heavenly Demon Race.
As people who had made great contributions to the Human Race and the Heavenly Demon Race, Li Mu and Liu Dongshan were bound to fight.
Only a battle between these two could truly determine who was stronger between the two races.
Liu Dongshan's provocative gesture instantly caused the atmosphere to explode with gunpowder.
Li Mu was never a person who would swallow humiliation and suffer in silence.
He met Liu Dongshan's gaze and smiled coldly. First, he gave him a thumbs up, then he slowly turned his thumb down and pointed it three times. His disdain and disdain were not concealed at all. "Is your mother seeking death?"
Everyone was stunned.
Green Bull Taoist asked, "What do you mean?"
Wang Shiyu and Li Mu were classmates, so she rushed to translate, "Do you want to die?"
Zhi Qiance, Shi Baixuan, and the others' foreheads immediately darkened.
Anger flashed across Liu Dongshan's face, and he was immediately teleported away from the first arena by the soft light of the divine jade token.
The battle was temporarily over.
But the aftermath of the battle was like a lead cloud of nuclear radiation, radiating towards the entire Immortal Ascension Grounds.
As the first descendant of the Human Race's number one holy land, Daozi's defeat was undoubtedly a huge blow. The atmosphere in the Dao Palace's station was a bit strange. Envoys from the other holy lands also came to visit and inquire about Daozi's injury.
"Thank you for your concern. Senior Daozi is still unconscious and temporarily unable to receive guests. Please return."
Green Bull Taoist's subordinates received the healing items from the other holy lands, then politely sent everyone away.
Standing at the entrance of the encampment, Taoist Green Bull's expression was not relaxed.
He was well aware of how unfathomable Senior Brother Zi's cultivation base was. Even if he encountered a true Martial Emperor, he would still have the power to delay the battle. However, he had unexpectedly lost to Liu Dongshan, who was as famous as Gu Tieyi. This matter was too strange and simply incomprehensible.
However, Senior Brother Daozi was currently in a deep coma, so it was impossible to ask him anything.
He turned back to the quiet room and saw that Li Mu had finished examining Daozi and was slowly withdrawing his hand. He couldn't help but ask, "Junior Brother Li, how is it?"
Li Mu revealed a thoughtful look and said, "His spirit, qi, and spirit are all silent, and his soul is not moving, just like a living dead person. With such injuries, even I can't do anything. I'm afraid we have to ask a real Immortal Doctor to treat him."
Shi Baixuan and Zhi Qiance's faces darkened when they heard this.
The two of them had heard a little about Li Mu's attainments in medical skills, which were absolutely not low. Since even he said so, they were afraid that Senior Fellow Daoist Zi's injury was serious.
Daoist Green Bull said, "In that case, I can only send Senior Brother Daozi away from the Celestial Ascension Land and back to the Dao Palace. I'll ask Master to personally take action."
After some discussion, they could only do so.
A moment later, a flying boat soared into the sky, and Taoist Green Bull personally sent the unconscious Daozi away.
This scene was seen by all the major races.
In the encampment of the Thunder Path Ancestral Mountain, Bai Rushuang looked at the flying boat in the distance, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, a mysterious smile on her face.
…
Samoyed looked up at the Immortal Ball of Reincarnation in the sky.
"Big, from afar, it looks a bit like a ball of sesame oil, and it looks delicious."
It muttered to itself, and before it knew it, a trace of saliva flowed down the corner of its mouth.
The Divine Generals of the Beast Race next to him.
Seeing the expression of the acting Pope, they immediately realized something.
"Your Excellency, the Immortal Ball can't be eaten. I'll order someone to prepare dinner for you."
The Divine Generals said in a trembling voice.
Although the former Pope Zhong Dajun also did some absurd things, he was definitely not like the acting Pope in front of them, whose temper and preferences were completely unpredictable.
The Divine Generals of the Beast Race were in despair.
Why were the Popes so unreliable?
…
The battle continued, and it was in full swing.
Zhuge Qin, the successor of the Hundred Refining Divine Armaments, was up against Fish Tears River, an expert of the Golden Light Branch. Before the battle, it was also considered to be a battle of the same level, but the final result was Zhuge Qin's defeat and death.
After that, the other representatives of the Hundred Refining Divine Armaments, Zhuge Yun and Zhuge Wangwo each defeated their opponents, obtaining two consecutive victories, which could be considered as regaining some face for the Human Race.
However, after that, the Quasi-emperor of the Hundred Refining Divine Armaments, Zhuge Chuanggong, was unexpectedly defeated by the Quasi-emperor of the Heavenly Demon Race, Li Lingfeng, and was seriously injured, which made the situation even more confusing.
After the first round of battle of the Hundred Refining Divine Armaments, the successor of the most mysterious holy land of the Human Race, the Pure Yang Palace, entered the state of battle.
The Pure Yang Palace, which had sealed its mountain gate for hundreds of years, once had a glorious history. Recently, it opened its mountain gate and entered the world, and there were a total of five experts who entered the Immortal Foundation List. They were the blind Taoist, Lv Liuliang, Taoist Feng, the thin Taoist, and the fat Taoist.
Taoist Feng was up against Ouyang Zhengwu, an expert of the Wind and Cloud Branch, and was defeated in one battle, which caused the Pure Yang Palace to suffer a heavy blow.
After that, the thin and fat Taoist were defeated by Yue Ximei of the Heavenly Demon Race, and Xiang Xuehai of the Xuance Branch.
The Pure Yang Palace suffered three consecutive defeats in the Immortal Foundation List stage. Such a start could be described as miserable.
Fortunately, Taoist Feng, the fat and thin Taoist were only defeated, but not seriously injured, so they still had the strength to fight again.
In the Immortal Foundation List stage of the Holy Battle, every expert had three chances to fight in the arena, so from this point of view, the Pure Yang Palace still had a certain amount of combat power.
But no matter what, by the fourth battle, the Pure Yang Palace was under a lot of pressure.
If they were defeated in the first round, it would be a humiliation that would be difficult to wash away.
The fourth battle of the Pure Yang Palace was fought by the layman disciple, Lv Liuliang.
Even the inner clan disciples were defeated in a row, so could the secular disciples reverse the situation?
Under the attention of all parties, Lv Liuliang also risked his life and blocked the Blood Tail Demonic Emperor of the Fox Clan with his Pure Yang Sword. He spent a full twelve hours in the arena and defeated the bloodthirsty Blood Tail Demonic Emperor, setting a record for the longest time spent in the Holy Battle since the start of the Holy Battle.
It was a very reluctant victory.
It could be seen that Lv Liuliang's sword technique was most suitable for defense and was almost invulnerable, but his attack power was extremely lacking. It was still unknown whether he could withstand the attacks of a true top expert.
In general, after Lv Liuliang barely achieved a victory, the outside world's evaluation of the Pure Yang Palace did not improve much.
"Perhaps after a long time of sealing the mountain gate, the strength of the Pure Yang Palace is not as good as before, and it has fallen out of the list of the Ten Great Sacred Grounds of the human race."
Someone raised such a question.
There were many followers.
Until the last battle of the Pure Yang Palace, the one who appeared was the successor of the current Palace Master of the Pure Yang Palace, a young blind little Daoist priest.
The little Daoist priest was dressed in a black and green Daoist robe that looked a little old, but it was very clean. Unlike the other successors of the Pure Yang Palace, he did not carry a sword on his back. Instead, he carried a silver-stringed mahogany erhu on his back, which looked very old.
His opponent was a twenty-winged battle angel of the Feather Clan, the Silver White Sword.
The twenty-one-winged battle angel had the cultivation of a Quasi-emperor, and the twenty-one-winged battle angel was basically about to step into the Quasi-emperor realm, so she could be considered half a step into the Quasi-emperor realm. No one would have thought that.
According to the evaluation system of the Samsara Celestial Sphere, it would actually arrange such a powerful opponent for the little Daoist priest.
"You're blind. Instead of ringing the bell in the mountains, you have to run to the arena to die. Are you tired of living?"
The Silver White Sword looked at the little Daoist priest, his eyes full of contempt.
The little Daoist priest was expressionless. He sat back slightly in the air, took off the silver-stringed erhu on his back, and put it on his raised leg. He calmly arranged the silver strings of the erhu, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he slightly sang, "A song that breaks the heart, where can I find a soulmate!"
This sentence seemed to set the tone for the battle.
At the same time, it was unknown when it started, but the sound of the erhu, like the weeping of a broken heart, circulated faintly on the arena, like resentment, admiration, and weeping.
"Deliberately mystifying … I'll send you on your way."
The Silver White Sword's face was restrained, and his murderous intention burst out. The wings behind him turned into a heavenly blade, splitting the void, and directly slashed out.
The blade of the wings split the void, like a sharp knife cutting through the waves.
But at the moment when the heavenly blade was about to reach him, the sound of the erhu in the little Daoist priest's hand changed, and with a shake of his wrist, a scarlet long blade appeared without warning. The blade slashed against the blade, and they slashed together.
Boom!
The broken wings and the broken blade exploded.
"What?"
The Silver White Sword's expression changed greatly.
Music martial arts?
Using sound as a blade?
When did the Pure Yang Palace have such martial arts?
This slash directly cut off one of his wings.
What was even more frightening was that in this confrontation, the Silver White Sword felt the strong aftershock of the little Daoist priest's music saber, which was no less than his own strength.
This blind little Daoist priest actually had the cultivation of a half-step Quasi-emperor?
"Myriad Domain Heavenly Blade, slash!"
The Silver White Sword no longer held back and attacked with all his strength. Nineteen pairs of wings fluttered in the sky, like a blade storm, covering the sky and the earth, frantically moving, and submerging the figure of the little Daoist priest in the Winged Heavenly Blade Storm.
Almost at the same time, the sound of the erhu suddenly became rapid and intense, as if there was an ambush of thousands of soldiers and horses. The iron cavalry broke out, and the sound of swords and spears formed a special field around the little Daoist priest.
"What? Emperor Path field? "
The Silver White Sword's eyelids twitched wildly.
The flying feathers that invaded within one meter of the little Daoist priest dissipated like smoke, unable to cut in the slightest. This was clearly the disintegration power of the Emperor Path field.
But how was this possible?
The little Daoist priest was not in the Quasi-emperor realm at all, how could he comprehend the Emperor Path field?
Even the evildoer Li Mu, in the battle with Gu Tieyi, only understood and simulated part of the lethality of the Emperor Path field. This little Daoist priest was unknown, how could he have such strength?
The Pure Yang Palace had closed the mountain gate for hundreds of years, was it to cultivate this evildoer?
These thoughts flashed in his mind, and the Silver White Sword's fighting intent wavered.
However, the little Daoist priest was expressionless from beginning to end, the silver-stringed erhu in his hand was fast and slow, and the sound of the strings was constantly flowing, the tune was rising, and the surrounding airflow changed, as if the door of the void had been opened, there were soldiers wielding swords and sabers, whistling out from the depths of the void.
In the end, the Silver White Sword was indisputably defeated, and did not even have the chance to admit defeat, and was slashed on the arena.
The little Daoist priest slowly put away the silver-stringed mahogany erhu and was teleported out of the arena.
But the experts of the major races who were watching the battle set off a monstrous wave in their hearts.
The successor of the Pure Yang Palace had not reached the Emperor Realm, but had the Emperor Path field. What kind of evildoer was this, and it seemed that it was a complete Emperor Path field. The Pure Yang Palace was afraid that they had cultivated a monster.
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