Chapter 1087 Suppressing the Son of Immortal Spirit
“If you can’t defeat Junior Brother Qian, what qualifications do you have to challenge me?”
The Son of Immortal Spirit’s eyes fell on Wu Tao.
Qian Ming's sarcastic voice sounded: "Senior brother, don't worry, junior brother, I will let him know what it means to not know the heights of the sky... Do you really think that if a casual cultivator gets such a chance, he can stand shoulder to shoulder with the geniuses of the Holy Land like us?"< br>
The gods of other Holy Lands looked at Wu Tao with mocking eyes, because at least they grew up and practiced in the Holy Land, and they were naturally not happy with Wu Tao's arrogant casual cultivators.
Their positions are consistent.
"Fellow Taoist Li Mo, you must never challenge the Son of Immortal Spirit..." Sun Chen sent a message to Wu Tao's spiritual thoughts. He was slightly unhappy with Wu Tao at the moment, but seeing that Wu Tao was willing to hand over For the sake of the Ninth Level Warm God Lotus Platform, I still gave Wu Tao a few words.
If Wu Tao still has his sense and admits his mistake to the Holy Son of Immortal Spirit, then Xianyang Holy Land will also be a peacemaker and take over the matter gently.
If Wu Tao loses his mind and insists on challenging the Immortal Holy Son, then let him ask for his own blessings and let him experience for himself the power of the ninth-level Immortal Cultivation Sect's Divine Master.
Taojun Tianxu, Zixuan, Chixuan and other Taoists were also nervous. They did not expect that Wu Tao not only did not reject Qian Ming, the genius who was ranked 152 on the list of geniuses, but instead challenged a stronger one. The Son of the Fairy Spirit.
The Son of the Immortal Spirit is ranked third in the list of the geniuses who can transform into gods, and he is the senior brother of the Immortal Spirit Holy Land.
If Wu Tao was born and practiced in the Xuyang Sect since he was a child, and the Xuyang Sect was still a ninth-level immortal cultivation sect in the Xuyang Holy Land, as the eldest brother of the Xuyang Holy Land, he would naturally have the qualifications to challenge the Immortal Son.
Now, I am indeed not qualified to challenge the Immortal Holy Son. I know this clearly in the hearts of Tomorrow Xu Daojun and He Daodao Daojun.
In their minds, as long as there is a ninth-level Warm God Lotus Platform, Wu Tao will have a great future in the future, not in the present.
"Li Mo, don't be arrogant. The gap between you and the Holy Son of the Immortal Spirit can be narrowed with the ninth-level God-warming Lotus Platform in the future, but now you are no match for the Holy Son of the Immortal Spirit." Tianxu Daojunshen I wanted to send a message to Wu Tao and patiently tried to persuade Wu Tao.
Chixuan Daojun also sent a message to Wu Tao with his spiritual thoughts: "Li Mo, I know that the Holy Land of Immortals is not friendly to us, but please don't accept the method of provoking generals. You can just refuse Qian Ming's invitation to compete. Your reputation will be ruined." What’s important is the road ahead.”
Wu Tao knew in his heart that they were for his own good, but the Immortal Holy Land was clearly trying to persuade him. He's ugly, so he might as well challenge the Immortal Son directly.
Defeat the Fairy Son and make the Fairy Holy Land look ugly.
This is Wu Tao’s decision in his heart.
Furthermore, Wu Tao is not afraid at all of the top 12 geniuses on the God Transformation Genius List. If he is afraid of these holy sons of the Holy Land, then he does not need to continue on the path of cultivating immortals.
These saint sons of the ninth-grade immortal cultivating sect are not as knowledgeable as him. He has seen the existence of immortals, and he has also seen the existence of easily crushing and killing immortals.
So these Immortal Spirit Sons, Immortal Yang Saint Sons, and Immortal Sword Saint Sons are just like that to Wu Tao.
"Everyone, fellow Taoist Li Mo is joking with fellow Taoist Ji. We are constantly fighting, so we must liven up the atmosphere!" The words of the Holy Son of Xianyang rang out, as if to adjust the frozen atmosphere.
He also wanted to help Wu Tao. If Wu Tao suffered a setback and was unwilling to trade the ninth-order Warm God Lotus, that would be bad.
But the next moment, the smiling face of the Holy Son of Immortal Yang froze, because he heard Wu Tao say in calm words: "Li is not joking, but sincerely wants to fight with the Holy Son of Immortal Spirit .”
"Haha!" The Holy Son of Fairy Spirit sneered twice.
At the seats of Xianyang Holy Land, Chu Heng and other gods of Xianyang Holy Land also had bad expressions on their faces. The senior brother personally made peace with Li Mo to avoid trouble. And this Li Mo actually didn't give any face to his senior brother, he was really ungrateful.
The smiling face of Holy Son Xianyang froze for a breath, then returned to his smiling face, and said to Holy Son Xianling: "Fellow Daoist Ji, since Fellow Daoist Li Mo invites you to fight and discuss martial arts, why don't Fellow Daoist Ji give some pointers to Fellow Daoist Li Mo and let Fellow Daoist Li Mo Do you know the demeanor of our Holy Son?”
The Immortal Holy Son chuckled and said, “Is it just him? If you want to appreciate the demeanor of our Holy Son, let’s defeat Junior Brother Qian Ming first. If a random god comes and wants to challenge me, then should I continue to practice?”
All the gods present felt that what the Immortal Holy Son said made sense.
Qian Ming stood upright on the fighting stage, looked at Wu Tao and said: "Come on, Li Mo, defeat me on the fighting stage, and you will be qualified to challenge my senior brother."
Wu Tao turned around and looked at Qian Ming on the body.
Under the gaze of all the gods of the Twelve Holy Lands present, Wu Tao moved and turned into a ray of light, landing on the fighting stage, facing Qian Ming from a distance.
“No, this Li Mo really dares to fight with Qian Ming. The difference between the two is not only in their rankings on the list of gods, but also in the background behind them.”
< br> "He who doesn't know is fearless. This Li Mo, who was born as a casual cultivator, has never seen the details of our Holy Land. He thinks that he can rely on chance to equalize. When he is defeated miserably in the hands of fellow Taoist Qian Ming, he will know the gap between himself and the genius of the Holy Land." ”
The geniuses who transformed themselves into gods in these holy places were all looking at the fighting stage with great interest.
They seem to have seen that Wu Tao will be defeated miserably in the hands of Qian Ming. As for how disastrous the defeat will be, it depends on Qian Ming's mood.
"You really dare to come up here...Okay, I'll show you the magical powers of my Fairy Holy Land..." Qian Ming looked at Wu Tao and said with a sneer on his lips.
Looking at what he was saying, he wanted to continue talking, but Wu Tao only calmly uttered two words: "Noisy."
Then he patted the storage bag, and three streaks of light flew quickly. Coming out, he was immediately in front of Qian Ming.
Although these three streams of light were fast, Qian Ming didn't take them seriously at all. For a cultivator who was a casual cultivator, how powerful could Yu Chai's magic weapon be? He immediately used the defensive magical power of the Fairy Holy Land, and layers of defensive light curtains were superimposed in front of him.
A total of seven layers of defensive light curtains.
As soon as he displayed the seven-layer defensive light curtain, Wu Tao's three attack magic weapons had already landed on his seven-layer defensive light curtain.
The seven-layer defensive light curtain shattered into light in an instant under Qian Ming's horrified gaze, and three attack magic weapons bombarded Qian Ming's body, directly hitting Qian Ming's body heavily against the fighting platform. On the array light screen.
Wu Tao turned around, and three streams of light flew back, floating above Wu Tao's head. He looked at the Holy Son of the Immortal Spirit and said: "The Holy Son of the Immortal Spirit, I wonder if Li is qualified to fight with you now?"< br>
Although Wu Tao's words were calm, they hit the Immortal Holy Son's face hard.
The Immortal Holy Son’s brows jumped slightly. He looked at the Dou Fa Formation light curtain behind Wu Tao. At this time, Qian Ming’s breath was low, blood was pouring from his mouth, and he made a hehe sound, and the Dou Fa formation was like mud. The light screen of the Formation Formation slid down.
Without any probing, the Immortal Son already knew that Qian Ming was seriously injured, with all his bones broken and his internal organs broken. Such injuries would require decades of recuperation.
Qian Ming was seriously injured in one move, which was a challenge to the Immortal Holy Land. However, the Immortal Holy Son’s qi-nurturing skills are still very good. His face is calm and his emotions and anger are not expressible, but in his heart, Wu Tao has been sentenced to death. Although the God-incarnation Tianjiao Conference cannot kill people, Wu Tao can only be compared. Qian Ming was even more seriously injured, but Ji Miaotong could still do it.
Wu Tao looked at the Immortal Holy Son with a calm expression.
He also noticed that the whole place suddenly became quiet, and you could hear a pin drop. The geniuses who transformed themselves into gods in these holy places all looked at him with incredible eyes.
Obviously Wu Tao defeated Qian Ming with one move, which broke the expectations of these geniuses for this battle, and also broke their inherent understanding.
Qian Ming, ranked 152, was defeated by a powerful move and was seriously injured. He could not even speak. From this, it can be seen that Li Mo's strength can definitely be ranked in the top 50 of the list of gods.
The top 50 incarnation geniuses here are also confident that they can defeat Qian Ming with one move. But the gap between Qian Ming and the Holy Son of the Immortal Spirit is like a chasm, and they have no confidence in fighting the Holy Son of the Immortal Spirit.
The tablet holders of the Tianji Sect at the seats in the Xianyang Holy Land immediately recorded the results of this combat method and were quite excited. Once the results were announced, they would definitely cause a small shock.
Daojun Tianxu, Daojun Zixuan, Daojun Chixuan and other Daojun Hedao opened their mouths, and they were extremely shocked. They did not expect that Wu Tao's strength had reached such a high level.
Sun Chen looked with strange eyes at Wu Tao, who was standing on the fighting stage and looking at the Fairy Son, and said in his heart: "This Li Mo is stronger than me!"
At least Sun Chen was not sure that he could defeat Qian Ming with one move.
The Holy Son of Xianyang watched with interest. Although he was surprised that Wu Tao could defeat Qian Ming with one move, he wanted to see the fighting skills between Wu Tao and the Holy Son of Immortal Spirit.
"Hahaha, the genius of the Immortal Holy Land is so bad. Ji Miaotong, you have failed as a senior brother!" Duan Jiujian, the Immortal Sword Saint, began to mock.
The eyes of the Holy Son of the Immortal Spirit moved slightly, and he did not respond to the ridicule of the Holy Son of the Immortal Sword, but said: "Go and bring Junior Brother Qian down so that you can heal him."
"It's Da Senior brother." Jiang Haoyuan immediately led two of the immortal geniuses from the Holy Land of Immortals into the fighting stage and carefully lifted Qian Ming off, who was seriously injured like mud.
Passing by Wu Tao, Jiang Haoyuan glanced at Wu Tao with hatred.
The two immortal geniuses from the Immortal Holy Land took Qian Ming away from the Dao Discussion Conference, and the immortal cultivators from the Immortal Holy Land arranged a place for healing.
Jiang Haoyuan returned to the side of the Holy Son of the Immortal Spirit and whispered: "Elder Brother, let me teach him a lesson."
The Holy Son of the Immortal Spirit showed a smile on his lips and said: "No, he didn't want to Come and spar with me, that will be as he wishes."
As he spoke, the Immortal Holy Son slowly stood up from his seat. At this moment, the other gods in the Holy Land seats all looked at the Holy Son of the Fairy Spirit.
The Saint Son of Immortal Source, Saint Son of Immortal Sword, Saint Son of Xianyang and other eleven ninth-level Immortal Cultivation Sects’ Holy Land Saint Son also looked at the Immortal Spirit Saint Son.
"Li Mo, as you wish!" The Immortal Holy Son's expression moved, and in the next moment he was standing on the fighting stage.
"I will let you know the gap between the senior brothers of the seventh-level immortal cultivating sect and the senior senior brothers of the ninth-level immortal cultivating sect..."
"Do all the immortal cultivators of the ninth-level immortal cultivating sect talk so much?" Wu Tao After he finished speaking, the three magic weapons suspended above his head shot towards the Holy Son of the Immortal Spirit in an instant.
The Holy Son of the Fairy Spirit looked at the three magic weapons above his head. He moved forward a little, and with a slight movement, seven layers of defensive light curtains appeared in front of him. This magical power was exactly the same as the defensive magical power Qian Ming had just used. .
This move of the Holy Son of the Immortal Spirit seemed to prove to the gods of other holy places that Qian Ming's defeat at the hands of Wu Tao was not due to lack of magical power, but because Qian Ming was not strong enough.
“Dang Dang Dang!”
Loud like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, Wu Tao's three offensive magic weapons hit the seven-layer defensive magical light curtain in front of the Immortal Son, but the light curtain remained unscathed.
Three offensive magic weapons cannot break through the seven layers of defensive magical power of the Fairy Son.
This scene did not surprise the God-Transforming Talents present in the Holy Lands, because they knew how powerful the Fairy Son was, otherwise they would not be ranked third on the list of God-Transforming Talents.
Wu Tao didn't care about the failure of his attack, because it was just a small trial and he didn't achieve 100 percent success. Next, he would go all out to give these ninth-level immortal cultivation sects the transformation. Shen Tianjiao was slightly shocked.
The Immortal Holy Son blocked Wu Tao's three magic weapons attacks and immediately used his magical power to bombard Wu Tao with beams of light.
Wu Tao used the Endless Fire Screen to block the beams of light, making the Son of Immortal Spirit slightly surprised.
But the next second, Wu Tao reached out and slapped his waist, and all the streams of light flew out, turning into a torrent and attacking the Immortal Son, a total of 27 attack magic weapons.
As soon as the 27 offensive magic weapons came out, the defensive magical powers of the Fairy Son were superimposed to nine levels, but the 27 offensive magic weapons instantly shattered the nine layers of defensive magical powers.
The Son of the Immortal Spirit stretched out his hand a little, but he condensed a 20-layer defensive magical light curtain. This was the limit of this defensive magical power, and he had cultivated it to perfection.
But the 20-layer defensive magical light curtain was also broken layer by layer, and 27 offensive magic weapons directly hit the body of the Fairy Son. The Fairy Son immediately used Escape and retreated.
Wu Tao went all out, while driving 27 offensive magic weapons, magical powers came out from his hands one after another. The endless fire curtain defensive magical powers resisted the attacking magical powers of the Holy Son of the Immortal Spirit, and the flames of burning sky also shrouded the Holy Son of the Immortal Spirit. .
In the blink of an eye, Wu Tao and the Son of the Immortal Spirit were fighting fiercely on this fighting stage. The gods of the various holy places present looked at it, and their faces showed shock at the same time, because at first glance, it was Wu Tao. Yu Cai's 27 magic weapons forced the Holy Son of the Immortal Spirit to retreat continuously. The defensive magical powers of the Holy Son of the Immortal Spirit were constantly broken and re-united under the 27 magic weapons of Wu Tao Yushi.
The eleven ninth-level saints of the Immortal Cultivation Sect, including Saint Son of Xianyang, Saint Son of Immortal Sword, and Saint Son of Immortal Source, now no longer have the calm expressions on their faces and the mentality of not dwelling on foreign objects.
If Wu Tao is really that strong, wouldn’t it mean that today’s number one on the list of gods-transforming geniuses will have to sit down with a senior brother from a seventh-level immortal cultivator sect who was born as a casual cultivator.
If this is really the case, then they, the God-Transforming Talents of the Holy Land, and the God-Transforming Senior Brothers of the Holy Land, will become the laughing stock of the entire Tiancang World.
As for Tianxu Daojun, Zixuan, Chixuan and other Hedao Daojun, their hearts were surging like a sea, and they could not calm down. They could not believe that Wu Tao could suppress the Immortal Holy Son to fight.
The stele holders of the Tianji Sect all looked excited. If Wu Tao really defeated the Immortal Holy Son in a battle, then as the record-keepers on the spot, the Tianji Sect would definitely receive a very high reward.
"How is it possible? Impossible... He was born as a casual cultivator?" The horror in the heart of the Holy Son of the Immortal Spirit who was fighting fiercely with Wu Tao was extremely hard to dissipate. He had a head-on fight with Wu Tao, and he knew that Wu Tao's magical powers were not weaker than his own, and he was driving twenty-seven magic weapons at the same time, which showed that his spiritual thoughts were also extremely powerful, and he must be extremely skilled in transforming spiritual thoughts into reality.
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(End of this chapter)