The annual big competition of Biluomen is held on Qiluo Peak, which is a short and fat mountain with a low altitude; The wide summit of Kira Peak and the large plaza completely paved with granite are impressive.

Today is the investigation of the outer disciples, and there are a large number of people flying to Qiluo Peak with flying swords or other spiritual weapons in the sky, and a small number of disciples are rushing up the mountain; The most conspicuous thing is the big cyan tiger that strolls in the air, and on the back of the tiger sits a majestic old man wearing a green coat with white eyebrows and a face like a baby; Behind the old man were five men in white and two women in white with flying swords. The other disciples who were scattered in the air all saluted respectfully to the old man in Tsing Yi before flying far forward.

Liumo Mo and Ling Iced Tea ran lightly towards Qiluo Peak, and after the spiritual power was infused with their legs and used the Wind Resisting Technique, climbing the mountain became an easy task, and they flew dozens of meters with a light foot; Although it is possible to fly by wrapping the body with spiritual power in the later stage of condensation, the consumption of spiritual power is also quite huge, and it is generally not important to use the wind resistance technique during the condensation period.

"The front is coming soon, Momo, you should be in the late stage of condensation now, when will you break through the foundation?" Ling Bingcha looked at the running all the way and still asked with a relaxed face.

"It's coming soon, I've been cultivating for the past few days, and I feel that my body can't absorb the aura; It's all stuffed. When the big competition is over, I will go back and prepare to attack the foundation building period. Liumo Chong Ling Iced Tea grimaced and said. As they spoke, the woods that flew by around them came to an end, and an oversized granite square was revealed before them; There were already some disciples in the square, and the eyes of those who saw them coming flashed with amazement;

"Right here, Dabi?" Liumo asked as he looked at the completely empty square suspiciously, Ling Bingcha covered his mouth and smiled; Of course, I'm going to take you astray. Usually, Qiluo Mountain is a large square, and only when there is a big competition, there are elders who open the Wanluo array of Qiluo Mountain; After the Wanluo Array is opened, the square will not be like this, and when the elders arrive, you will know what Qiluo Mountain looks like. Ling Iced Tea left a small suspense for Liumomo, which made Liumomo a little depressed.

Just when the ink was entangled, eight people landed in the sky, and the old man in Tsing Yi led by the cyan tiger opened his eyes when the cyan tiger landed, and the fierce essence shot out; Originally, the disciples who were still talking in the square were quiet, so everyone's eyes were on the old man in Tsing Yi.

"This inspection of outer disciples was presided over by the old man Qingqian, and the disciples who did not participate in the big competition retreated to the edge. Saying that, some of the disciples quickly retreated to the edge of the square, and Liumo Mo was also pulled by Ling Iced Tea to a big tree; Qing Qian looked at it, then jumped off the cyan tiger and stood on the ground; A handprint formed in both hands, and a bright blue light appeared between the two hands, Qing Qian recited a few words in his mouth, and then the blue light in his hand shot out like the sun; The entire granite square slowly blurred in the dense cyan light, and the cyan light dissipated in about a few breaths.

Liumo stared at the unfamiliar square in front of him with wide eyes, and the originally empty granite square was completely gone; An unknown material with a grayish-white luster constitutes an innumerable square ring more than two people high, and in the central area of these rings is a blue stand with more than four people high, on which Qing Qian stands; The blue light in his hand slowly dissipated.

"This time there are 1,966 people, two people in a ring; The inner disciples are on the sidelines to supervise, and they must not be disabled or killed; The winning side took the gray jade card to wait under the stands. After speaking, Qing Qian sat down. At the front of the stands sat Elder Qingqian, and behind him were seven men and women in white; Behind them is a group of inner disciples. And like Ling Bingcha, the outer disciples who just watched were sparsely gathered around the edge of those rings.

"Sister Iced Tea, don't go. Watching the outer disciples of the condensation period fight for a while, the ink ink was a little tasteless, and she couldn't help but grab Ling Bingcha and asked her not to take her to other rings to watch.

"What's wrong?" Ling Bingcha turned around and asked suspiciously, the disdainful Nunu mouth; I didn't want to watch it, but I didn't want to watch it if I watched these rings. In front of them were two men competing, a young man with a sharp beak and a middle-aged man with a hideous face; The young man held the law in his hand, and a cold wind with ice and snow blew towards the middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man released a pale yellow aura to cover the cold wind like a knife and stood still; The young man released the cold wind and approached the middle-aged man step by step, and then suddenly burst out; A talisman paper was thrown at the middle-aged man's protective shield, and with a bang, the charm exploded the protective shield, and the middle-aged man turned over and flew back, and the ground followed the huge ground stabbing at the protrusion of the young man, and the young man who was about to make a move had to rise against the wind; The middle-aged man drew a soft sword from his waist and stabbed the young man in the neck when he flew up to avoid the stabbing on the ground;

"You lost. The tip of the sword stopped in front of the young man's neck, and the middle-aged man said calmly. The young man glanced at the middle-aged man with an unwilling face, and then flew out of the ring; And the inner disciple who had been watching from the sidelines and being the referee threw a gray jade pendant at the middle-aged man with an expressionless face, the token was the size of a triangular palm, one side was a comparison word, and the other side was a small Qi character.

"First go to the audience to rest and wait, and after half of the people are eliminated, the opponent will be decided by lot. The middle-aged man saluted the inner disciple and then jumped towards the stands; The inner disciple looked around for a moment, then flew towards the ring on the other side, where there were a little more people.

"They all use the most basic Five Elements Law Decisions to fight back and forth, and at most some rare attribute Law Decisions occasionally appear; The aura of the disciples in the condensation period is only in the form of gas, and the magic decisions they have are very ordinary, even if they have high-level magic skills, the spiritual power cannot support them; You see, that person just now even used the soft sword of a mortal warrior. Liumo shook his head and said to Ling Bingcha beside him, Ling Bingcha nodded,

"This is also something that can't be helped, the Qi Condensation Period can't resist the sword at all, and the aura on the body is thin; It can only support ordinary legal decisions. Liumo was about to say more, when a cold voice suddenly came from behind him,

"Just two disciples of the condensation stage dare to talk about Dabi here?" Liumo Mo and Ling Iced Tea turned around, only to see a boy in white who looked not much older than Liumo looking at them proudly, his eyes full of disdain; Ling Bingcha's heart suddenly burst out, a disciple in the foundation building period;

"I'm just telling the truth, are you a disciple of the foundation building period, do you think these big comparisons make you watch them with relish?" Liumo could see at a glance that the young man in front of her was more advanced than her, but the cold arrogance in her bones made her directly ignore the gap between her and the young man; Liumo said with an expression that was even more arrogant than that of the young man. The young man's face was ugly when he looked at the flowing ink;

"Still so arrogant, don't say that the master bullied you. Saying that, the young man moved a white flying sword flying up and coiling around him, and he said "Go" The flying sword seemed to have a spiritual flying stab towards Liumomo, Liumomo pushed the Ling iced tea next to him away and then flew up, and the flying sword followed; A pale blue light suddenly enveloped the flying sword, and the flying sword wanted to fall into the quagmire, and his movements became sluggish, and the boy in white snorted coldly;

"It's naïve to want to trap my flying sword. Then the boy in white pointed his finger at the flying sword, and a cluster of white light shot into it, and the light on the flying sword shattered the blue light wrapped around it, and then quickly pounced on the flowing ink; Liumo looked at the flying sword that was stabbing at a rapid pace, but she didn't dodge it, a trace of gray light flashed in her hand, and the flying sword that originally stabbed her immediately was missed by her; The boy in white's original smug smile froze, and his face was full of incredulity as he looked at Liumo who was still standing in place with his hands in his hands;

"How is it possible, how can you stop my flying sword? The boy in white looked at the flying sword that was thrown into the ground after being missed, and said in a daze, "It must be dazzling, how can you block my attack, I'm a disciple of Zhuji!" The boy in white roared out like an injured little beast, and several rings around him listened to it, so people's eyes were focused on the two of them; In the stands, Qing Qian discovered the anomaly here and flew over.

"What's wrong with Long'er?" Qing Qian looked at the boy in white and asked gently, Yan Long'er had a trace of injury and shame in his eyes, and he didn't dare to look at Qing Qian with his eyes, but said in a voice as thin as a mosquito and a fly;

"That little girl in the condensation period knocked my flying sword flying; I don't believe it, grandpa, I'm in the foundation building period, how can she just fly my flying sword in the condensation period. A hint of surprise flashed on Qing Qian's face, can the condensation period compete with the foundation building period? Qing Qian's eyes fell on Liumo Mo, who was still standing with his hands in his hands, his face was flat; Only Ling Bingcha behind him, with a complicated face, looked at the right palm of Liumo Momo's back behind him, and the tiger's mouth had been bleeding.

"What's your name?" Qing Qian looked at Liumo and asked,

"Flowing ink. Liumomo's voice trembled slightly, and her right hand was already numb with pain, although she looked at her just now and looked at her with an easy way to miss Yan Long'er's flying sword, and then she stood calmly and looked like nothing was going on; But after all, they are one class apart.

"Elder Qingqian," Liumo bowed, "Although I am only an outer disciple in the condensation period, I can't stand the insults of others; Today's events are only passive defense, and he is not harmed; I don't think Elder Qingqian should punish anything for this trivial matter, right?" Qing Qian listened to Liumomo's words for a moment, and then a smile actually flashed on his face;

"Liumo Mo, this matter is Long'er's first; I'm not going to show favoritism. Liumo listened and bowed,

"Flowing ink retired. After speaking, he flew directly and jumped down the mountain, Ling Bingcha saluted Qing Qian and hurriedly chased after her, Yan Long'er saw that Liumo was gone, and shouted unwillingly;

"Flowing ink, I remember you;" The ink that had run away from it floated a sound that made Yan Long'er almost vomit blood,

"I remember you too, a little peacock with teeth and claws!"

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