"Go!" Su Heng waved his hand, and all the demon beasts rushed towards the peak where Long Yu used to be. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info At the same time, the mountain peaks began to shake, and I wanted Long Yuxi to be unstable under his feet.

Long Yuxi was not flustered, what others saw was an illusion, but what she saw was more than just an illusion. The illusion in her eyes only appeared dimly on top of the real environment.

Su Heng stepped on the top of another mountain peak, as steady as Mount Tai. He wanted to see how Long Yuxi would deal with all that he had created.

"Get up!" Long Yuxi raised her hand, the ground trembled, and she was forced to pull her up more than ten feet, and the trembling ground gradually stabilized. The beast screamed under the peak, which had become steep because of its height.

"Retreat!" ordered the demon beast under the peak of Long Yuxi. The demon beasts retreated one after another, getting closer and closer to Su Heng as they retreated.

"No way! how can you manipulate the illusion I weaved!"

Su Heng shook the flag in his hand, the clouds and mist became more, and the illusion began to change again, and the demon beasts all transformed into flying beasts and pounced towards Long Yuxi. And in the sky, black clouds surged, and occasionally flashed thunder and lightning the thickness of a few arms.

"Senior brother, come down quickly!, it's so dangerous to stand so high!" Seeing that Long Yu was surrounded by flying beasts, Su Heng showed a smile on his face, but he was slandering in his heart, standing so high, see if the thunder doesn't kill you.

"Don't worry about it, senior brother, be careful of your step!" replied Long Yuxi.

Su Heng saw that the water under his feet was accumulating more and more, and his calves were completely submerged in the water, rising higher and higher. And after a few thunderstorms flashed in the sky, it began to rain, and along with the rain, there were charred unknown birds, exuding a pungent smell of burning, those were not the flying beasts that they had conjured up!

One of them stumbled under his feet, and his whole body was submerged in water. But I don't know when many water beasts appeared in the water, including ugly fish and fierce carnivorous water beasts, all of which chased and pounced on Su Heng. That sense of realism, even knowing the illusion, scared him a lot.

"No, no, it can't be like this! Something must be wrong!" Su Heng grabbed the small flag and wiped it again, and then chanted a word, waving it towards the countless water beasts.

He was about to be devoured by the water beasts with their mouths open, but suddenly, all the water beasts disappeared, and Long Yuxi was already fighting in front of him.

"Senior brother, stop it! Your flag is useless! Look at me!" Long Yuxi took out an identical flag, which was just a temporary illusion for her, just to remember a certain TV series. If she was outside the phantom world, she didn't dare to fool Su Heng with a fake one, Bi Jing was also a master of refining. But this is in the illusion, she said that this is true, no matter how Su Heng looks at it, it is a real flag, and the effect displayed in this illusion is no different from the real one. Even if it is debunked in the future, she has thought of a rhetoric.

"How can it be exactly the same!" Su Heng looked at the flag in Long Yuxi's hand, and he hated to take a look, he had an obsession with refining weapons that ordinary people couldn't understand.

"Of course it's exactly the same, yours is a male, and mine is a female. It's fundamentally the same root. As soon as your flag sees its lady, of course you don't want to make a move!"

The corners of Su Heng's mouth twitched, he didn't believe what his mother said, but he also understood the truth of one thing descending another. It is estimated that the one in the other party's hand must be the nemesis of this small flag.

Snatched the small flag in Long Yuxi's hand and took a closer look, the refining techniques and materials were really the same. The small flag in his hand was a reward from the ancestors, and he didn't know the origin, thinking of the saying that it had the same root and the same origin, he was also a little suspicious in his heart.

"Can you lend me this flag and bring it back to the ancestor to see!" Su Heng thought, if it was really a magic weapon of the same vein, then there must be a story in it. If it is passed down from one's own family, then it will be exchanged for some more. There are so many good magic weapons among the disciples of the Holy Monarch, and they don't necessarily care about this one.

"How can that work! I'll talk about this later, do you still want to fight? If you can fight, I will continue to accompany you!" Long Yu Xi Road.

"If you don't fight, you win, I just didn't accept you before. But now, even though you won, I'm still not convinced by you, I'm just losing on the magic weapon! Next time, I'll challenge you when I refine a better magic weapon!"

The thick fog in the arena subsided, and the figures of the two were revealed. Who wins and who loses can be seen at a glance, Long Yu used to be neat and tidy, and Su Heng's clothes were messy, and he looked a lot embarrassed.

"Yu Xin, how is it!" Long Yuqing ran past Long Yuxi and asked.

Long Yuxi smiled, "What else, of course it's a victory!"

The members of the Long family are really happy for Long Yuxi, and they can finally get rid of those bad rumors.

The next game is Long Yuan against Lan Jiang. Originally, neither he nor Long Yuan had to participate, but now that he has arrived, he will simply compete for a ranking and take a loud honorific name.

Long Yuan was in the late stage of the Yuan Shen cultivation at this time, and his real combat power was comparable to the late stage of leaving the body.

Lan Jiang Xiuwei is in the middle stage of the Yuan Shen Dynasty, and not many people know what his real combat power is. I only know that it shouldn't be worse than someone with the same cultivation.

The Lan family of Nanyuan Kingdom is a first-class family, and it can almost be compared with the Nangong family, a super family, and it is impossible for the leaders of the younger generation in their family to not have two brushes. In the first few rounds, there were many veteran core disciples who were defeated by him.

Elder Yan announced the start, and the two went to the arena.

Long Yuan held the green fan that Long Yuxi had refined for him and shook it in front of his chest, he knew that no matter how powerful Lan Jiang's strength was, it was impossible for him to be perverted.

Dodging the opponent's sword, the fan swept across the opponent's lower plate, Lan Jiang was blown by the green fan and stood unsteadily, his body tilted downward, and the tip of the turquoise sword was propped up on the ground, drawing a long ravine.

Rowed a few meters, turned over and jumped up, and attacked Long Yuan again.

The dragons also use magic weapons, but they are not as accustomed to using magic weapons as humans, in addition to the natal divine fire, they use their own claws the most. There are also dragons who have been transformed for many years who like to study some refining tools or something, and learn from human pretenses, but rarely rely on their own magic weapons. Long Yuan's use of the green fan is still affected by Long Yuxi, some dragon secret techniques are not suitable for direct use in the sect competition, and the magic weapon he can use is only the clear fan, of course, in addition to the clear fan, he can also use his own body. "Qiang" Long Yuan took the opponent's sword with his left hand, and there was no damage in his hand, which made the disciples in the audience jaw shocked.

How was that kind of flesh that comparable to the strength of a superb spiritual weapon tempered? No matter what others thought, he didn't care, he continued the movements in his hand, the sword body was held in his hand, a few purple beams appeared, and the best spirit sword instantly turned into flying ashes, he used the divine fire slightly, but others couldn't see it.

When he felt the heat transfer to the palm of his hand, Lan Jiang let go of the sword in his hand, and that temperature gave him a deadly threat and had to give up.

"Brother Long Yuan is worthy of being a disciple of the Holy Monarch, and he really hides it deeply!"

"Senior Brother Xie Lan praises!" Long Yuan folded his folding fan and bowed to Lan Jiang.

The magic weapon of Lanjiang was destroyed, so he had to take out a magic weapon again, spread his palm upward, and a small Zhong Ling appeared in his palm.

"This Zhong Ling's name is Chaos Soul Bell, Brother Long be careful!"