Zhang Wunan looked at the arrogant mid-stage condensation monk in front of him, and didn't want to do anything with him at all.

"Wordless roar!"

Zhang Wunan attacked with his divine soul and directly hit the opponent's divine sense.

Yuwenluo's brain suddenly suffered from severe pain, a rolling word sounded like a thunderous roar, and his body fell down unsteadily, this transmission has been echoing in his consciousness, the voice is sometimes like a tiger, sometimes like a wolf, the sound is as loud as a thunderbolt next to him, Yuwenluo's consciousness is full of fear, and then he was so frightened that he peed his pants and fell unconscious.

"What's going on? Senior Brother Yuwenluo actually peed his pants without making a move?"

"Although this Wu Nan is not famous, it is not like this?"

"It's a shame, I peed my pants before I even hit!"

Some of the monks below didn't know what was going on at all, and they only saw Yuwen Luo peeing his pants, so they began to say with disdain.

"Is this a divine soul attack?

Zhang Wudi asked Zhang Wuji with a look of surprise, he saw that Zhang Wunan did not move, and he fell down, this was definitely a divine sense attack.

"I didn't expect this, haha, my son I don't understand more and more. ”

Zhang Wuji was very happy, and felt that Zhang Wunan really won glory for his face, in the past, Zhang Wunan only cultivated inside, and the sudden cultivation of the soul made him feel surprised.

"Big brother, this kid is still cultivating his soul, it seems that we have to pay attention, but don't let him take advantage of the loophole. ”

Zhang Yanan knew that this was a Divine Soul attack, because Yang Ling had told him about Soul Cultivation, and he also wanted to cultivate with Divine Soul, but they didn't have that resource now.

"As long as you lock Zhihai during the battle with him, it's fine, his soul body is not as strong as he imagined, it's just that the opponent's soul is too weak. ”

Yang Ling calmly said to Zhang Yanan, the divine consciousness attack of the Condensation Dao realm is rarely used, because many monks feel that this kind of attack is shameless, so few people cultivate souls.

"Come on, clean up the garbage!"

After Zhang Wunan finished speaking, he returned to his seat, and at this time, Zhang Wubin didn't know that Zhang Wunan was still cultivating his soul, so he asked, "When did you start cultivating your soul?"

"It's just that I don't think it's okay to keep cultivating inside, and everything else must be balanced, so I haven't improved my cultivation recently, but have cultivated my soul and body, which is the inspiration Yang Ling gave me. ”

Zhang Wunan replied calmly, since the last time he fought against Yang Ling, he had been analyzing why Yang Ling was so strong, and the reason was that he was cultivating inside and outside, so he had the intention of cultivating his soul and body.

"But the three initiates are too difficult, and it is easy to go mad, and the resources are also very expensive, have you ever thought about it?"

Zhang Wubin said solemnly, they also want to practice the three together, but the resources are too lacking, especially the resources for soul cultivation, and it is easy to be distracted if there are many ways to cultivate, which will lead to broken meridians and become wasted.

"Big brother, I know, I will pay attention, it's a big deal to repair for a few more years, and I will also make up for the shortcomings. ”

Zhang Wunan had a firm face, he must repair the three doors, what is the difference between not repairing the three doors and salted fish.

"Okay, I've got your back!"

Zhang Wubin smiled on his face, feeling that it was very good for his brother to have this kind of Dao heart, and he didn't fight for a momentary prestige and improve his cultivation, he would definitely be able to do it, he didn't cultivate his soul, but he cultivated outside, his defense and attack were very strong, and he could fight a dozen when the true yuan was exhausted.

"In the ninth game, Zhang Silkworm, a true disciple of the Floating Spirit Sect, fought against Zhang Jing, the eldest lady of the Blood Moon Sect. ”

As the words fell, Zhang Jing jumped onto the stage with a beautiful posture, and after Zhang Silkworm Bai came on stage to see Zhang Jing, he actually laughed and mocked.

"This young lady, I know that you are beautiful and strong in cultivation, but I heard that there is a foundation building monk in our sect who said that you are an old aunt, and said that if you are younger, you will be his little brother's wife, how do you feel about a peak Condensation monk being molested by a foundation building monk?"

Zhang Silkworm Bai felt that although Zhang Jing was higher than his own realm, how much combat power would a woman have? That's why he dared to be so mocking.

After Zhang Jing heard this, she was already worried about this matter, but this kid actually dared to say this, she was angry, very, very angry, so angry that she didn't even take a word and took out two short daggers to attack directly.

"Weaver Girl Shuttle!"

Zhang Jing used a special step of hers to walk around Taichung, this step had a charming effect, and many beautiful phantoms of Zhang Jing appeared in front of Zhang Silkworm Bai's eyes, accompanied by laughter, Zhang Silkworm's eyes were in a trance, and he was confused for a moment.

Zhang Silkworm Bai reacted in a second, knowing that this was an illusion, but it was too late, Zhang Jing had already cut off his limbs and veins with a dagger, accompanied by a heart-rending scream, Zhang Silkworm Bai knelt down because the tendons and veins were cut, and then Zhang Jing stabbed him twice, cutting off the tendons and veins of his wrists, and blood was spilled on the ground, Zhang Silkworm Bai couldn't stand the severe pain, so he shouted surrender.

"I surrender!

"You waste, count yourself as acquaintances, otherwise I will torture you to death little by little!"

After Zhang Jing heard Zhang Silkworm Bai surrender, she let out a cruel word and returned to her seat, at this time she hated Yang Ling even more, this matter was actually spread, she wanted to cry when she thought of this, but she couldn't cry, because she had a good face.

"This kid was kicked in the head by a donkey?"

"In the middle of the foundation building, he dared to provoke that female demon, admire! If no one healed him, it should be wasted. ”

"Have you seen it? In the future, this eldest lady must not be provoked, otherwise she will die a miserable death!"

Some of the monks were so frightened that they dared to whisper behind them.

"Your daughter is too cruel, isn't it?

Zhang Wuji couldn't stand it when he saw his sect disciples being tortured like this, so he asked Zhang Wuji.

"Who let Yang Ling of your sect make a statement to tease her? My daughter is already good-looking, isn't this monk still daring to poke her sore spot to find abuse?"

Zhang Wudi was asked like this, and replied unhappily, she knew best who his daughter was, and he also told Zhang Jing that if a girl is not cruel, it is meat on the chopping board and can be slaughtered.

Zhang Yanan had goosebumps at this time, even if he was given 10,000 guts, he wouldn't dare to provoke the female devil again, but Yang Ling didn't react, he just felt that Zhang Jing was so cruel for the sake of face, and if he had the opportunity to meet her outside, he would hit her again, or use other methods to make her succumb!

The remaining monks began to continue to fight, and after half a day, they were finally eliminated, and the remaining monks were assigned by the deacon's Supreme Elder to prepare for the next round of battles.

"The rest of the Condensing Dao monks have been assigned, and the Floating Spirit Sect's Young Advocate Wu Bin will fight against Zhang Jing, the eldest lady of the Blood Moon Sect, Zhang Wunan will fight against Zhang Bai, and Zhang Qingning will fight against Ziluo...... The battle starts tomorrow morning, so please go home and recuperate and get in good shape. ”

The deacons and elders announced the list of monks who would fight, turned to leave, and then the monks began to talk in a whisper, as they left the venue.