The outer gate competition usually lasts for about three days, mainly the last round, and the rest are the elite disciples of each mountain gate.

From a rough point of view, the lowest is also the cultivation in the late stage of Qi cultivation, and there are many powerhouses in the realm of perfection.

After ten years of hard work, they finally succeeded in standing at the end, which can be said to be when they are in high spirits, but the uneasy color in their eyes still exposes their nervousness.

The source of tension came from the slim shadow in the field, the opponent defeated the opponent with only one move in two consecutive games, and the end was too fast, so that the rest of the people had no time to observe the depth of her strength.

"Koaoyama ......"

"Why haven't I heard of it before?"

Several familiar disciples looked puzzled, inquired about each other's background of the female cultivator, and the Yun Jufeng disciple next to him smiled faintly, he also received the instructions of the elder, and naturally understood what the situation was, but fortunately, he was not facing the other party in the next battle, so as not to be embarrassed.

Now that they've all come here, who doesn't want to fight for the first place.

Even an elder would understand.

After all, the final reward was the Tsukidan given by the inner sect himself, and for all Qi cultivation stage disciples, this was their best chance.

Su Egret stood still, closed his eyes and recuperated.

The deacon called out her name in her ears, she slowly opened her eyes, pulled out her sword and looked back, her expression changed slightly.

The woman in purple bit her lip and walked out of the crowd, looked over with a slight apology, and was silent for a long time before shouting, "Senior Sister Su." ”

"Senior sister, this is too coincidental. Su Bailu smiled helplessly, her eyes revealed a little complicated, she didn't expect Senior Sister Zhao to be in Dingmo, and she happened to meet her.

I don't rule out the possibility that it is just a coincidence, but thinking about what my senior sister said a few days ago, there is a high probability that this matter is still from Li Qianchen's handwriting.

I haven't seen him for a long time, and Zhao Ling obviously has a lot of gadgets on his body.

Whether it is the hairpin in the hair or the jade pendant on the chest, they all exude the breath of magic weapons.

"I'm also under Master's orders, don't mind. Zhao Ling clenched the hilt of his sword, a little embarrassed.

After all, he was able to worship under the name of Elder Qingfeng, and he actually received the favor of Senior Lin, but at this moment, he had to stop in front of Xiao Qingshan.

Hearing this, Su Bailu shook his head and said that it didn't matter.

Zhao Ling breathed a sigh of relief and pulled out his Dao sword: "Wait for senior sister to win the reward, you and my sister will be divided in half." ”

In his voice, it seemed that the winner had been decided.

The other disciples were already fighting together, but only this side was still chatting, which naturally attracted the attention of the deacon of the South Temple.

He looked sideways, and saw that wisps of breeze were actually born on the long sword in the purple-clothed disciple's hand, and his eyes were slightly surprised: "Clear Wind and Bright Moon Sword?"

This is the secret of Qingfeng Mountain.

Solid top-grade exercises.

Not to mention ordinary monks, even he has some hot eyes.

The treasure of Zhenshan, which even many deacons in Qingfeng Mountain couldn't ask for, actually appeared on a disciple who had just joined the sect for less than ten years, when did Li Qianchen become so generous?

Zhao Ling looked at the opposite side quietly.

Elder Qingfeng's serious injuries have not healed yet, so in order not to lose face and prevent the rest of the people on the mountain from knowing that he fell to Senior Lin, she has been allowed to take care of her alone.

The other person lies on the bed and spends all his time teaching himself this set of exercises.

In order for her to save face for Qingfeng Mountain.

It's a pity that the time is too short, and it can barely be regarded as an entry, but even so, the power is still far beyond all the exercises that Zhao Ling has practiced before.

When the wind on the sword was loud, she slowly took a step forward, and her slightly vain aura overflowed.

This realm is very unstable and seems to be crumbling.

But all the disciples who were fighting the Fa all stopped and looked at this place in unison, their hearts were shocked, this was the realm they had dreamed of.

The first foundation building monk finally appeared in Ding Moli?!

The deacon of the south hall shook his head, in his opinion, this foundation was only half built.

It can be called a half-step foundation building, but it is actually still a Qi cultivation period, but it is far more powerful than an ordinary Qi cultivation cultivator.

A normal cultivator will not encounter this situation, which can only mean that the other party has taken the Tsukidan but has not been able to truly break through the realm.

He said to himself: "If you add the Tsukidan rewarded by Dabi, it will be done." ”

This is exactly what Zhao Ling thinks.

No one could resist the temptation of doubling Shouyuan, even if she and Su Bailu were best friends.

As for Li Qianchen's request, it was just incidental.

"Senior sister, I owe you this time. ”

She gritted her teeth and ran forward with a little guilt, the double crushing of the realm and the exercises, there was absolutely no possibility of losing.

Su Bailu still stood in place, with a hint of hesitation on his face.

Many onlookers thought she was scared, but they didn't know what this little girl was thinking.

She sighed, Senior Sister Zhao must have received Li Qianchen's order, if she lost so inexplicably, she would definitely not be able to pay the difference when she went back.

Let the other side win...... How is that possible.

can only let the senior sister lose, and no one can find fault.

Thinking of this, Su Bailu suddenly raised his head, and a breath similar to the previous one erupted.

It's just that compared to the previous one, the current one is several times thicker.

In contrast, the judgment is made from above.

In fact, in the original simulator, there was no need for the Taoist with Lin Ze as the prototype to use the means of sneak attack on the two women.

As long as you are a monk with a little common sense, you will never challenge an enemy who is a big level higher than you, unless the hole cards are amazing, it is no different from looking for death.

Less than three feet away from the other party, Zhao Ling stopped in shock, and the fierce wind on the Dao Sword slowly dispersed.

His eyes were full of doubts.

She couldn't figure it out, she had worked hard to get a Tsukidan from Li Qianchen in advance, who could Su Bailu find?

Before she could finish her thoughts, a tidal wave of exclamations sounded next to her.

The fake Tsukiki met the real Tsuki, and there was nothing more interesting than that.

Su Bailu had never used a sword from beginning to end, she just glanced at her senior sister, which was enough to make the other party stop moving.

The deacon of the south hall subconsciously turned to the rear.

I saw that the old man who was almost dozing off on the wooden chair had opened his eyes at some point.

Huang Long's true immortal eyes moved slightly.

But it was only for a moment, and he continued to sit back in the old god's usual presence.

If you want to join the inner door, this alone is not enough.

The faces of all the disciples who were fighting in the arena were gloomy, and they were inexplicably a little less energetic.

At the moment when Su Bailu showed his foundation building and cultivation, Ding Mo's big competition was actually over.

Helin and Pan Yang glanced at each other, their old faces suddenly turned red, and they wanted to ask Lin Ze for an explanation, but when they turned around, they found that the other party had gone somewhere.

On the other side.

A very small figure squatted on the ground, stubbornly grabbed the hem of the Taoist's clothes, and whispered, "You can help me." ”

Lin Ze shook his head.

He didn't know why he suddenly wanted to come and hang out.

Maybe it's because I saw a familiar shadow in this girl.

But he wasn't ready to do anything, so he refused:

"There's no reason I have to help you. ”

"You've been looking at me just now. She held her head high, revealing her bruised face under her short hair.