Dragon Vein Martial God

3Jiang Ting could sense that under the transformation of the Golden Core near the formation, although the tokens of the Internal Sect disciples from the three sects were constantly shifting and changing, and were getting further and further away from the tokens, they were rapidly merging with the formation.    

    

It wouldn't take long before the three tokens would become the tokens of the formation.    

    

Hua Ling was the first to speak, "Fellow Daoist, the people under your command are truly capable people."    

    

"Not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning..." Chi Xue was very modest.    

    

What a joke, if he didn't have any tricks, why would he come to the Autumn Water Mountain Range with him?    

    

...    

    

The floating mountain range.    

    

The gentle Zhou Yang and the unruly Si Kou were flying through the mountain range at a rapid speed. The distance between them was less than 200 meters.    

    

The first round of eliminations was very easy for both of them... With their strength, killing a fifth level Foundation Establishment Demonic Beast was as easy as flipping their hands. Surviving for three days was even easier.    

    

Or rather, as long as they did not take the initiative to deal with the others, no one would attack them recklessly, not to mention that they were disciples of the Purple Frost Sect, who were the most popular disciples in the competition.    

    

When the others saw the two of them, they would only retreat far away to avoid being targeted. How could they take the initiative to attack them?    

    

After traveling for a while, the arrogant Si Kou shouted in a low voice, "Senior Brother Zhou, there are too many devil cultivators who entered the arena earlier. It is difficult to find any results in tracking their auras."    

    

They were in a group.    

    

Before they had set off in the manor, Jiang Ting had told them. Although they were not allowed to go together in the elimination round, they were not allowed to... Therefore... After letting the disciples of the Purple Frost Sect enter the arena, they suddenly increased the distance between them. Together with the disciples of the other six sects, they slaughtered the Devil Dao.    

    

If it wasn't for the fact that they could see the situation in the mountain range from the outside, and if not for the fact that everyone was gathered together, it wouldn't have looked good... Perhaps, a large group of people would have been squeezed together.    

    

Zhou Yang replied as he jumped and shuttled back and forth, "It's fine. There are many devil cultivators who have entered this place. As long as the general direction is correct, they will definitely be able to find the devil cultivators."    

    

After a while.    

    

Zhou Yang and the other man stopped at the same time... They could sense that about half a mile to the right, there was a strong fluctuation of magical energy! If not for the fact that the trees in this mountain range were too dense, a distance of half a mile wouldn't be able to block their line of sight at all.    

    

Half a breath later.    

    

Zhou Yang kicked the ground with his feet and pounced in the direction of the waves. "That's where Wu Peng and the others are."    

    

"They must have fought with the Fiendish Cultivators. Let's go and take a look..." Si Kou also rushed towards the area where the energy waves were coming from.    

    

Half a mile away, they arrived very quickly.    

    

Just as they approached, the two of them saw Ye Shiyu and Wu Peng together, fighting against three sixth-stage Foundation Establishment demonic cultivators... Although they were fighting two against three, Wu Peng and Wu Peng were not at a disadvantage at all.    

    

Especially when Ye Shiyu waved a white silk ribbon in her hand... That white silk ribbon perfectly delayed two demonic cultivators of the same realm. Wu Peng fought the last demonic cultivator alone, forcing that demonic cultivator into a dangerous situation. If nothing unexpected happened, he could die at any time.    

    

"How dare you Fiendish Cultivator? You actually dared to violate the rules of the competition and kill your fellow cultivators! Today, I, Zhou Yang, will clean you up for the law enforcement disciples!" After seeing the situation clearly, Zhou Yang twisted his wrist and threw out a folding fan.    

    

The folding fan was suffused with a cold light. The fan bones became sharp, supporting Ye Shiyu.    

    

"Hurry up and leave. These Purple Frost Sect disciples are too shameless!" The three fiendish cultivators were greatly alarmed. Their powerful supernatural powers erupted, attempting to force back a few people and seize the opportunity to escape.    

    

Si Kou swept his eyes over them, and a large bow appeared in his hand... The bow.    

    

His magic power converged into a silver arrow. Then, he narrowed his eyes and started to aim.    

    

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The three Fiendish Cultivators grew increasingly anxious.    

    

However, Ye Shiyu and the others were too powerful. Especially after Zhou Yang joined, the threat of the folding fan was too great. The three Fiendish Cultivators actually could not find a chance to escape at all.    

    

About ten breaths later.    

    

Si Kou, who had been holding the arrow and did not shoot, seemed to have seen an opportunity. He suddenly let go... The arrow flashed with a cold light and disappeared.    

    

When he reappeared, he was already in front of a fiendish cultivator. The fiendish cultivator had just used his own magic treasure to barely block Zhou Yang's folding fan, and it happened to be too late for him to react.    

    

"With a bang, the arrow entered the fiendish cultivator's body. The fiendish cultivator was instantly torn apart by the arrow and died on the spot.    

    

Si Kou was not pleased with himself. Instead, he drew his bow once again and stared at the two devil cultivators with narrowed eyes, looking for an opportunity to kill them with one blow...    

    

Three devil cultivators were difficult to resist, but now, one had died...    

    

In less than fifteen breaths of time, another of the two Fiendish Cultivators had been shot to death by Si Kou's bow and arrow. The other one had been torn to pieces by Zhou Yang's folding fan.    

    

And at this time... Around ten or so auras were rapidly approaching them, but there were no devil cultivators.    

    

"The Fiendish Cultivators are dead!" Zhou Yang and the others were not on guard. Instead, they shouted in a low voice... Their voices continued to spread under the support of magic power.    

    

When the dozen or so auras that were still approaching heard this, their speed paused. Then, they began to shuttle deeper into the mountain range... They were all disciples of the Purple Frost Sect or other sects.    

    

According to the instructions of their respective elders, after entering the arena, the six sects would join forces to kill the fiendish cultivators. It was prohibited to fight with the disciples of the other six sects.    

    

It was also because they could observe the situation in the arena from the outside that no matter what the disciples of the six sects thought in their hearts... they could avoid attacking the fiendish cultivators, but they could not have any thoughts about the disciples of the other six sects.    

    

Zhou Yang and the other three exchanged glances for a while, then Zhou Yang and Si Kou left towards the left, while Ye Shiyu and Wu Peng headed to the right.    

    

After a while.    

    

Wu Peng complained with some impatience, "Senior Sister, these fiendish cultivators can really run like loaches. They clearly entered the arena later than us, but in the end, a portion of them were sacrificed as the price. The rest all ran into the depths of the mountain range."    

    

"Try to kill as many as possible. I feel that devil cultivators are not that easy to deal with." Ye Shiyu's brows furrowed.    

    

...    

    

One day later.    

    

Jiang Ting and the others were still standing in the sky.    

    

The devil cultivators who were studying the floating island had already retreated behind Chi Xie... The three Golden Core devil cultivators had all received the pass.    

    

The two sides still maintained a friendly facade.    

    

After Jiang Ting's lazy gaze, he glanced at the sect tokens in the hands of the three devil cultivators from time to time... He didn't know how the Golden Core devil cultivator did it, but after the three tokens had been modified, they had all become pass tokens.    

    

According to his and the others' initial thoughts, as the leading elder, Since the six sects had decided to target devil cultivators, they would be able to enter and exit the mountain freely. Once the disciples of the six sects had a conflict with the Fiendish Cultivators, the six elders... Just be biased.    

    

If the devil cultivators were no match for them, they would pretend not to see it.    

    

If the disciples of the six sects were no match for him, then he would personally punish the devil cultivators in the name of not being able to kill them in the competition.    

    

In the end, because the three devil cultivators of the Chi Xie Sect also had the pass... it was somewhat inconvenient for the six of them to go down. After all, they were able to enter the mountain range, and the Chi Xie trio were also able to do so now!    

    

The current situation within the mountain range... there were severe casualties.    

    

Not to mention the rogue cultivators and the minor powers who did not dare to interfere.    

    

Nearly fifty disciples of the six sects had died... and more than eighty devil cultivators had died as well.