Chapter 743 The Genius Conference (3)

In a genius conference, more than 20,000 geniuses from the three major interfaces participated, and more than half of them were in the foundation-building realm.

The only foundation-building monks from the Yang family who participated in the Tianjiao Conference were Yang Lingjian and Yang Huangge.

The former builds a three-level cultivation base, while the latter builds a six-level cultivation base.

After killing the mountain turtle, Yang Lingjian was invincible, defeating or killing all kinds of geniuses, and successfully broke into the top 32 in the early stage of foundation building.

At this point, all that are left are the proud ones of the three major interfaces, who can easily cross the border and kill enemies. In the future, those who break through the golden elixir will almost always have the qualifications of the purple golden elixir.

The senior officials from all parties who were originally indifferent began to really pay attention.

Regardless of these foundation-building realms, the speed of cultivation breakthroughs in the interface war is several times that of normal times. If the war can last for three to four hundred years, it is not surprising that among these geniuses, there will be holy monks. It is so terrifying.

Yang Tianyou sat on the throne, his pupils shining slightly, looking at Yang Lingjian below with a satisfied smile on his face.

I don’t know where this kid got his cultivation skills, but they are actually much better than the top inheritances in the family.

In other words, Yun Hua's "Guanghan Taiyin Scripture" can be compared with it, and the "White Tiger Open Heaven Scripture" practiced by Yang Tianyou is even weaker.

"Uncle Master, is this a descendant of your Yang family?" Wu Huang, who was sitting next to him, said softly.

"Not bad!" Yang Tianyou nodded with a smile, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Wu Huang sighed with emotion: "What a good young man, what a good young man. Among the members of our Four Elephants Alliance, he is the only one who has reached the top thirty-two. He has gained a lot of momentum for us."

Yang Tianyou smiled and asked, "If this kid is no longer hostile to the opponent in a while, please ask my nephew to save him."

At this point, all the elites from all sides are left behind, so the unspoken rules allow the strong men in the palace to take action to save their own children.

No force on either side wants to lose such a disciple. As long as they can grow up smoothly, they will eventually become personal god monks.

When all parties maintain a tacit understanding, it is logical to rescue people.

"Uncle, don't worry. Since the spirit sword belongs to your Yang family, that is, a member of my Four Elephant Alliance, I will naturally pay more attention to it!" Wu Huang said, patting his chest.

Yang Tianyou nodded, and suddenly his eyes moved slightly, "It's begun!"

At this moment, the battle between the top 32 and the top 16 officially begins.

Within the sixteen formation barriers, battles broke out simultaneously.

This time Yang Lingjian faced not the geniuses from the Jiufeng Realm, but the demons from the Qiongqi Realm, which made Yang Tianyou breathe a sigh of relief.

Wuhuang can rescue, and the opponent's strong men can also block it.

As for Qiongqijie, they are naturally at a disadvantage since they do not have a sage in charge.

Even if Yang Lingjian loses this battle and has no time to withdraw from the formation barrier, his life will not be in danger.

On the dark earth, Yang Lingjian put his hands together, and a look of disgust flashed through his eyes as pure as a clear pool.

The smell of the demon opposite made him nauseous. Even from a distance, Yang Lingjian could smell the extremely strong smell of blood, and the roar of the injustice souls could be heard in his ears, which was particularly permeable.

"Jie Jie, such a pure soul, if you swallow it, it will definitely increase my heritage a lot." The clam stretched out its pale green slender tongue and licked the barbs on its back.

The surface of the body, which looked like an armored toad, was shrouded in extremely vicious black smoke, and the place where it stood was corroded into large pits.

His clan is best at toxins and devouring, and especially loves chewing pure souls. When he was in the Qiongqi Realm, the Toads would eat the souls of nine human babies every day, and their cruelty and blood can be seen.

"The battle begins!"

A line of golden characters appeared, and the stagnant atmosphere between the two parties suddenly broke out.

"Roar!!" Wu Ha was the first to speak, opening his mouth wide, and the violent sound waves spread, raising layers of gravel and smoke, and rushed towards Yang Lingjian.

The latter remained unmoved at all. The flying sword transformed from the sword pill vibrated slightly, and the sword light roared out, cutting through the sound wave arbitrarily.

hold head high! !

The domineering fire dragon, holding a flame dragon ball, rushed towards Wu Ha with its fangs and claws. The dragon ball contained countless terrifying sword lights, which made Wu Ha's whole body feel cold when he faced the sword.

However, Wu Ha was also experienced in many battles. His four legs flexed and flicked, and his body, which was about ten feet tall, suddenly turned into a shadow and disappeared, and the fire dragon rushed into the air.

call! !

The dark wind blows, and the poisonous mist fills the air. In an instant, the thousand-foot space within the formation barrier is filled with poisonous smoke that can easily poison the monks in the late stage of foundation establishment.

Yang Lingjian frowned slightly. After sensing the difficulty of the poisonous smoke, he withdrew his flying sword, and the sword light danced, turning into a thin shield of pure sun sword light.

The poisonous smoke filled the air, but was burned away by the pure Yang fire, and crackling sounds continued to sound.

Whoosh! !

The sound of breaking through the air came from behind, and a series of black spikes, with a shrill scream, hit Yang Lingjian's back like a violent storm.

Boom! !

The pure sun sword light shield was punched into dents one after another, but like the rocks in the ocean tide, it always stood firm.

However, the poisonous smoke filled the air, and Yang Lingjian was unable to use his flying sword to attack. If he did, he would both perish.

He is not good at defense, and his resistance to poisons is not high. At low levels, poison cultivators are notoriously difficult to deal with, let alone a toad who grew up eating poisonous insects.

The toxicity of this clan ranks among the top ten in the entire Qiongqi Realm, and even in the top three in the Lu Wu Realm.