Chapter 1610: Big match begins

"I said that kendo is better, just to encourage him to teach you alchemy."
Hearing this sentence, Li Tian couldn't help but sigh. Sure enough, was still hot.
The Supreme Elder smiled and sent Li Tian out and let Li Tian stay in the Ghost Mountain well, otherwise he might be dangerous.
Li Tian didn't dare to entrust him, so he did the same.
At this moment, the monks in the Nandan Hall were really aggressive, headed by the three foundation-building elders, and the others followed proudly behind them, like a rainbow.
In any case, the Nandandian disciples are very confident of their three elders, representing the highest peak of the mainland's Dandao, can it be surpassed by the Beijian Immortal Gate?
"The North Sword Immortal Gate is nothing but tricks. What kind of estrus pill is refined, otherwise how can it be compared with us?"
"Now let that masked alchemist's master come and compare with my sent ancestor, and I will be defeated instantly without any suspense."
The disciples of Nandan Temple yelled loudly for themselves.
The disciples of the small forces in the casual cultivator also followed behind, thinking that this time the Northern Sword Immortal Gate was too big, and might lose a spiritual weapon because of this.
"The three Profound Grade peak alchemists in the Nandan Hall, I heard that they are going to refine the pill together this time, how can the North Sword Immortal Gate win?"
Other forces spoke in a low voice, feeling that this time the game had already had a result. Although the North Sword Immortal Gate often appears miracles, they believe that this time it is impossible for a miracle to occur again.
The North Sword Fairy Gate will be defeated.
Beiying and his party led the disciples of the Northern Sword Immortal Clan and Nandan Temple facing away. If it was about fighting, they were not afraid, no matter how strong they were, they would draw their swords to each other without hesitation.
But when it comes to alchemy, they don't have much confidence and feel that this time they are not opponents of Nandan Palace.
After all, if there is an alchemy master who can contend with the Nandan Palace, will the North Sword Immortal Gate still ask the Nandan Palace to refine the alchemy?
"Brother, we won't really lose a spiritual weapon this time?" A disciple of the North Sword Immortal Clan spoke softly.
As a result, everyone including Beiying was silent.
They don't know what the elders of the Zongmen think this time, and they can't gamble. A spiritual tool is too important for the Zongmen. It is simply the treasure of the town.
"Maybe, we might win, let Nandan Palace bow down and claim the court..." Jiang Ning whispered, but even the disciple next to him shook his head, obviously not optimistic.
"According to my opinion, you can fight them directly with the sword!" A disciple had a fiery temper, and the sword in his hand was already ready to move.
In the alchemy competition, they really didn't have any competition. They believed that the fist of the North Sword Immortal Gate would not be defeated by anyone.
"Don't do it next time, the alchemy test will be the alchemy test, don't let other schools look down on us, say we Wufu." Beiying said.
As a big brother, he must consider the overall situation, not just care about personal emotions.
Li Tian also came, he didn't stay in Ghost Mountain.
Bai Yi said, if the host immortal gate really has the heart to kill, then hiding in the ghost mountain is useless, after all, it will take a month for the ghost mountain formation to fully recover.
He looked at the surging Nandan Temple monk, he should have felt that he could not defeat it.
Don’t know why, he remembered the always calm and calm appearance of white clothes, and suddenly felt--
This time, Nandan Palace will lose.
If you want to ask Li Tian why he believes, he just feels it, with a feeling.
Nandan Palace will be defeated.
Dong Wutian, who was next to Master Badao, naturally also noticed the existence of Li Tian, ​​and instantly squeezed his fist, and wanted to do it, but was stopped by Master Badao.
"Now it is the Dan Dao Grand Competition, what are you anxious about, don't spoil the good things of the Immortal League."
"He hurt my heir." Dong Wutian looked at the Eight Realms coldly, even if it was the Supreme Elder of the sect who had absolute power, he didn't want to obey.
He just wanted to rush over and smash the body of the guy who killed his grandson and abolished his son!
Madam Badao frowned and explained:
"I think the Ghost Mountain Formation has become weaker and weaker in the past few days. I am afraid that it will temporarily lose its effect if you use it once at most. Then I will arrange a life and death duel between you and the big devil. If you want to kill, it will be justified."
"Wu Tian, ​​you are going to kill now, Zao Wou-ki and others will definitely stop it, there will be trouble."
The Eight Realms persuaded softly, for fear that Dong Wutian would break out and ruin the major events of Nandan Hall.
After all, Nandandian wants to win a spiritual weapon through the Dandao competition, if it is disturbed by Dong Wutian, it is estimated that it will turn his face.
Dong Wutian took a deep breath and had to withdraw again.
In Wanyao Valley, all the disciples of the Nandan Temple have been in place, and their three ancestors are all wearing purple robes, all dressed in gorgeous and noble clothes.
Xing Zheng felt very comfortable. Hearing the applause from the rear, he raised his head and looked at the Danfeng of the North Sword Immortal Gate. Although he was looking up, he was looking down.
"Friends of the North Sword Immortal Sect, the time is up, why haven't they come?" Xing's face was sneered.
He felt that the North Sword Immortal Sect should not dare to come to the competition, otherwise, at this moment, no one would be seen.
"You are Yaoyuan on the stage? Why don't you see his shadow?" Nan Yuan asked the disciple of Beijian Immortal Clan next to him.
The disciple of the North Sword Immortal Clan looked ashen and did not say a word.
They were nervous in their hearts, for fear that Dan Feng would not dare to fight, and they would make jokes in front of the monks in the world.
"It's fine if you don't come, just bring that Xuan Ye over, we won't look at your jokes."
"Yeah, it's no comparison at all, can you North Sword Immortal Sect win?"
The disciples of Nandan Hall raised their heads high.
"What did you say, there is a kind of you say it again?" How can the disciple of the North Sword Immortal Clan endure, holding the sword and trying to kill it.
"Say it once, say it again, a bunch of samurai!"
"Why, this is a pill refining test. Could it be that you still want to fight and fail?"
At this time, Nandan Hall naturally became hardened, trying to kill the prestige of the North Sword Immortal Gate.
The test time has come, and the profound grade alchemist of the North Sword Immortal Gate has not come yet, so naturally it gives people a sense of fleeing.
In fact, the source of medicine is not an escape.
He was dressed in white, his face still looked like a teenager, he had already reached the Valley of Ten Thousand Medicines, if it hadn't been stopped by Tang Susu.
"Master, she has been waiting here since last night until now."
The Taoist boy with a bun-faced spoke up, and continued holding a hoe, digging a hole, and burying the coffin.
Yaoyuan looked at the familiar face and said nothing.
He is very plain, and there is no wave in his heart. Perhaps he has not let go, but he knows that he must let go at this moment.
"You don't know me anymore." Tang Susu sneered, holding a colorful sword and pointing to the source of medicine.
"Knowing, fate is so far, I don't want to force it." After standing for a long time, Yaoyuan said such a sentence, and then fluttering in white, strolling down the mountain.
Don Susu who left tears on his face.