"Brother Qin, what is the Ten Thousand Year Earth Heart Milk, look at your expressions as if you are surprised?"

Su Ying on the side pulled Qin Yu beside him and asked in a low voice. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as he said this, Qin Yu suddenly looked at him with a strange expression, and said, "Brother Su, I have some doubts about how you have cultivated to such a point? ”

Without waiting for Su Ying to speak, Qin Yu explained: "Legend has it that the 10,000-year-old earth-core milk is formed by the condensation of the Yuanshi vein, but unlike the Yuanshi, the Yuanshi is a substance that stores the vitality of heaven and earth, and the earth-centered lotion is directly a treasure of heaven and earth that will only appear when the vitality is condensed to a certain extreme, the best use of this kind of thing is alchemy, in addition, as long as you still have a breath, no matter how many injuries you have, you can heal in a very short time, against the sky." Yuanchen's predecessors are worthy of being immortal masters, and they even have this kind of legendary thing. So later, Brother Su can let go of his hands and feet to fight. ”

"Me?"

Su Ying pointed at himself and wondered, "Isn't Brother Qin interested in the inheritance of the Yuanchen Daoist?"

"How is that possible?"

Qin Yu glanced at him and continued: "Who doesn't want the inheritance of the immortal master, but unfortunately, I'm not the opponent of Linglong's sister, haha." ”

Qin Yu said that in the end, he smiled open-mindedly, and smiled at Jiang Linglong again: "Cousin, I will admit defeat directly later, you must get the inheritance of Yuanchen Daoren." You know what?"

Jiang Linglong nodded: "If you want, I can also admit defeat and give it to you." But can you beat Brother Su?"

"No, you can't. ”

Qin Yu was speechless, he had already seen Su Ying's strength along the way, although it was only the tip of the iceberg, it was not something he could deal with. Ever since he knew Su Ying, from the beginning he felt that he could compete, until now, Qin Yu had to admit in his heart that he was not an opponent in the face of Su Ying.

The three of them said this, and the battle was about to start in the field, and the first group was Bi Chen and Fang Yue.

Bi Chennai is a disciple of the Five Poisons Sect, the first person of the younger generation, while Fang Yue is Fang Qing's brother and sister, a woman dressed in black with a cold and delicate complexion, although she is not as talented as Jiang Linglong, she is also beautiful and slim.

The two faced each other, and Bi Chen sneered: "Miss Fang, you are not my opponent, just admit defeat." so as not to hurt the harmony between me and Brother Fang Qing. ”

He was a disciple of the Five Poisons Sect, while Fang Yue was a disciple of the Ghost King Sect, and the two families were on good terms. However, the reason why Bi Chen said this was completely because he wanted to preserve his strength to deal with the next round.

"Good. ”

What was surprising was that Fang Yue bit her lip and directly admitted defeat.

Everyone was speechless, and no one spoke next, the second group was Fang Qing and Zhou Li, and when they walked down, the two came directly to the field.

Zhou Li is a genius of Qingyunmen, he is silent, he didn't say a few words along the way, and the whole person is dressed as a Confucian, which makes people look like a person who has read poetry and books at a glance.

Fang Qing is a tiger's back, not very old, with cheeks on his chin, and his sister Fang Yue, it is simply one on the ground and one under the world, no one will believe that these two people are actually the same mother.

"Let's take action, you Qingyunmen and my Ghost King Sect have had a lot of grievances over the years, and today I will defeat you and let you know how powerful my Ghost King Sect is. Fang Qing laughed, his body was shocked, and suddenly the black ghost qi surged, and a blue-faced and fanged ghost appeared behind him.

What he cultivates is the Hundred Ghost True Scripture of the Ghost King Sect, the more powerful ghosts he gathers, the stronger his strength becomes, and those who know a little know that the disciples of the Ghost King Sect are the most difficult. Because of the battle with them, basically I don't make a move, it's all a condensed ghost fighting, killing one and another, and when all the ghosts are killed, they often lose because of the huge consumption.

It can be described as extremely aggrieved.

"Brother Fang, please advise. Zhou Li's face was indifferent, and as soon as his wrist moved, the three-foot Qingfeng suddenly appeared in his hand and was held by him.

"Hmph, hypocrisy!" Fang Qing smiled coldly, and the next moment the whole person rushed towards Zhou Li like a hungry wolf, and the fierce ghost behind him roared fiercely in his back, as if he wanted to swallow Zhou Li in one bite.

Seeing this, Zhou Li's face was not in a hurry, the long sword swept away, and cut directly towards Fang Qing's powerful ghost, but he directly hit the air, although he was holding a spiritual weapon, but the fierce ghost was illusory, and it was basically impossible to win with the long sword alone.

Because Zhou Li's long sword passed directly through the body of the ghost, as if it was cut into the air.

"Haha, little bull's nose, Lao Tzu's powerful ghost was specially blessed by the sect master before he came in, and your long sword can't hurt my powerful ghost at all!" Fang Qing was extremely proud, as soon as his voice fell, he punched out, and the fierce ghost behind him was the same, the huge fist fell directly from the sky, and came to the top of Zhou Li's head in a blink of an eye.

Zhou Li's face changed, his body moved, and the next moment, the huge fist of the powerful ghost bombarded the ground, causing a monstrous noise.

"Haha, what's the matter? Little Bull Nose, don't admit defeat quickly, otherwise Lao Tzu will beat you and cry your father and call your mother!" Fang Qing drove the powerful ghost and walked towards Zhou Li step by step, each step was powerful and heavy, as if carrying the power of ten thousand jun.

Zhou Li's face was tense, his face was no longer indifferent, seeing Fang Qing coming, he flipped his wrist and directly inserted the long sword into the ground, and then shouted: "Haoran Tiangang!"

In his life, a milky white Gang Qi shield rose around Zhou Li's body, and this shield was full of essence and light ripples, and there was a violent masculinity overflowing from it, and the air was distorted because of it.

"What?Haoran Tiangang?........ you" Seeing this, Fang Qing's face suddenly changed.

Haoran Tiangang is the peerless school of Qingyunmen, this technique is yang to strong, specializing in restraining all cold and negative internal forces, and the restraint of evil qi and ghost qi is even more tenfold.

Although Fang Qing's powerful ghost body was strong, it was useless in the face of Zhou Li's Haoran Tiangang.

Sure enough, Zhou Li smiled faintly, and suddenly stepped out under his feet, carrying the Gang Qi shield condensed by Haoran Tiangang, and rushed towards Fang Qing like a cannonball, Fang Qing roared angrily and wanted to resist, but it was useless.

When the powerful ghost touched Haoran's qi, he immediately let out a terrible scream, and his pitch-black body melted like snow, and most of it dissipated in a blink of an eye.

And Fang Qing's whole person was also hit hard, and his body directly vomited blood and flew upside down, defeated.

"Brother, are you okay?" Fang Yue hurriedly ran to Fang Qing and said with concern.

"Sister, I'm fine, his grandmother's, this little calf nose, has already gotten the true biography of Haoran Tiangang, this time it's my brother who miscalculated. Fang Qing scolded stupidly, extremely unwilling in his heart.

Originally, according to his estimate, he had a powerful ghost in his body, even if he was not defeated, he could consume the calf's nose to death, and before coming in, the sect master also specially condensed the innate ghost for them, which was equivalent to the powerful ghost of the congenital master.

I wanted to use it as a hole card, but who knew that this Zhou Li actually cultivated Haoran Tiangang, so even if Fang Qing used the innate ghost, he would have to be restrained by Haoran Tiangang, and his strength would not be able to play at all.

Of course, if it is condensed into a heavenly ghost, it is nothing at all.

It's a pity that Fang Qing's strength hasn't reached this point yet.

"In the second round, it was this little friend who won, and then the third round. Yuanchen Daoren squinted his eyes and announced lightly. This level of battle really doesn't interest him much, but in order to choose his own heir, he can only endure watching.

When the words fell, Murong Cheng and Wang Xingyuan walked into the entrance, the two faced each other, Murong Cheng was holding a folding fan, and Wang Xingyuan was still that cold look.

"Let's get started. ”

With the announcement of Yuanchen Daoren, the third round of the competition is about to begin.