At a glance, there was not the slightest spiritual pressure in this woman's body, as if she was a mortal, but Liu Changsheng used the Divine Mind Secret Technique to investigate carefully, this woman was the peak realm of the late Jindan. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Could it be that this girl is really Ziyu?"

A strange thought came to Liu Changsheng's mind.

When Ziyu left, his mana had already recovered to the early stage of Jindan, and now that more than twenty years have passed, it is not impossible to advance to the peak of the late stage of Jindan.

Ziyu is carrying a lot of secrets, and this woman is now covered with a black veil, and it seems that she is deliberately hiding something.

Liu Changsheng retracted his gaze, but he was a little more curious and concerned about these barbarian people in his heart......

Although chance is important, life is even more important, in the ring, there are not many people fighting for their lives, and almost all the monks are coincidentally using their tricks as soon as they get on the field, trying to defeat their opponents as quickly as possible.

Obviously, none of these monks wanted to fight with people for a long time, and they didn't want their magical secret skills to be exposed to everyone one by one, and they all wanted to force their opponents back through one or two tricks.

As a result, most of the battles were quickly resolved, but there were also several battles of equal strength, fierce and bloody, in which four monks were seriously wounded by each other, and in another, both were defeated and were unable to fight again.

At three o'clock, there were only the last two games left in the second round of the ring match, and at this moment, a team of monks came from outside the city, striding straight to the direction of the ring, and the man in white at the head shouted from afar: "You are all Yuan Infant Cultivators who have been cultivating for hundreds of years, why are you so anxious, you set up the ring without waiting for the arrival of this son, is this in line with the rules!" ”

This person did not shout hoarsely, but his voice was sharp and piercing, buzzing in everyone's ears, as if they were going to tear their eardrums, and those Qi Condensation Stage monks who were watching the excitement near the ring were actually boiling in the blood of an individual, and dozens of people with low mana power actually fainted to death.

Hearing this, everyone's eyes turned to the group of monks.

There are fourteen monks in this team, and thirteen of them are monks in the Jindan realm, both male and female, with different appearances, and the white-clothed monk who is headed by him is a strong man.

This person is seven feet tall, his skin is as white as jade, his face is delicate and demonic, the folding fan in his hand is light and remote, and his form walks leisurely and slowly, but his step out is a full ten zhang distance.

From a distance, this person seems to be a handsome man, but if you look closely, this face is too beautiful, the eyebrows are like spring mountains, the eyes are like autumn water, the neck is slender, the waist is soft, and the five fingers of the slender jade hand holding the fan are as thin and white as spring onions.

Seeing the appearance of the white-clothed monk clearly, more than half of the eleven infant monks on the viewing platform had changed their complexions, vigilant, disgusted, angry, and guarded...... All kinds of emotions are written on the faces of these old monsters who are not happy and angry on weekdays.

"Wen Ruyu, you traitor, you dare to come here!"

On the viewing platform, Huo Ran, the silver-robed young man with flying sword eyebrows, stood up and glared at the white-clothed monk angrily.

A fierce killing intent burst out from his body, this murderous aura, as if substantialized, the Jindan monks under the viewing platform only felt inexplicable palpitations in their hearts, and their skin was as stinging as if they had been cut by a sharp blade, and many people couldn't help but urge the true qi in their bodies to circulate and sacrifice their body protection aura to resist the discomfort caused by this murderous aura.

Even Liu Changsheng's skin had a tingling sensation, and he was secretly surprised in his heart, and looked up at the silver-robed young man.

This silver-robed young man is the Yuanying Elder who led the team of the Divine Soldiers, speaking of which, Liu Changsheng has also met once, this person killed the seventh-order demon king King Kong Barbarian Bull in the Purple Smoke Mountain Range that day and fled, the magic power is strong, Liu Changsheng couldn't distinguish the realm of this person that day, but now, he can clearly sense that this person is at least a monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant.

The intensity of this person's murderous aura is something that Liu Chang has only seen in his life, as if a killing god has descended into the world.

"Gongsun is uninjured, and his subordinates are defeated!"

The white-clothed monk Wen Ruyu glanced at the silver-robed young man mockingly, and a faint white flame suddenly gushed out around him.

With the appearance of this white light flame, a piercing chill suddenly filled the void, followed by this strange cold, there was a terrifying spiritual pressure that was so vast that it made people palpitate, boom, the void was actually distorted and blurred, whether it was the Yuanying monk on the viewing platform, or the Jindan and Condensation Stage monks under the viewing platform, they only felt as uncomfortable as pressing on the lead.

"Late Yuan Infant Monk!"

A thought came to Liu Changsheng's heart, this spiritual pressure that Wen Ruyu casually cast was actually a few points stronger than the spiritual pressure used to imprison himself on the day of Tu Zhan, and the cold flame around this person's body did not seem to be simple.

Feeling this vast spiritual pressure, the silver-robed young man's complexion changed several times, and he stretched out his hand to pull away the chair, and was about to step out.

Wen Ruyu had already defeated him in the middle of the Yuan Infant realm, and now, Wen Ruyu has become a great monk, although his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, he has no certainty of winning, but as a disciple of the Divine Soldier Sect, how can he show weakness in front of others?

"Gongsun is not injured, this son came today, not to communicate with a defeated general like you, let alone to compete with all the Yuanying Dao friends, just to send some disciples of this sect into that small world to get the opportunity, of course, if someone obstructs it, in case it angers the evil dragon master, the evil dragon master suddenly has a whim, and wants to invite the Tianjiao disciples of various factions to the Xiaoyao Sect as guests, this thing is a little not very good!"

Wen Ruyu did not stop, getting closer and closer to the viewing platform, and more and more white light flames flew out of his body, suddenly, these white light flames hovered and flew above his head and transformed into eighteen white lightsabers with a long length, arranged in a fan-shaped shape, although this light saber was illusory, but there was a powerful spiritual pressure throughout, and the sword body trembled slightly, as if it would slash towards the viewing platform at any time.

As Wen Ruyu approached, the Jindan Stage and Qi Condensation Stage monks below the viewing platform couldn't help but shiver one by one, and even the True Qi and Blood in their bodies seemed to be frozen, secretly complaining bitterly.

Wen Ruyu's gestures are dashing, but her voice is like a woman, sharp and piercing, which is very contrary to her image, revealing a bit of evil spirit, and the translucent white cold flames flying around her body make it more and more demonic.

However, hearing his words, not only Gongsun Wuwu's face instantly turned pale, and he stopped moving, but the other Yuanying monks on the viewing platform also frowned and looked ugly.

Even if Wen Ruyu is a great monk in the late Yuan Infant period, how can he resist the joint attack of the eleven Yuan Infant monks on the viewing platform, not to mention the group of Jindan disciples behind him, Xiaoyao Sect is a public enemy, as long as someone takes the lead, the crowd rises up and attacks, it is enough to blast these thirteen Jindan monks into scum, and now, he has the courage to come, obviously under the command of the Evil Dragon Venerable.

Once the Evil Dragon Venerable is killed, who can stop him?

Many people were already thinking in their hearts that the appearance of the Evil Dragon Venerable a few days ago could not have come with this matter, so in this way, the opportunity in this small world is really not small.

The Yuanying monks on the viewing platform looked at each other, but finally looked at Ao Feiyan one after another.

Although the Evil Dragon Venerable is strong, although the Xiaoyao Sect is strong, the strength of the West Sea Dragon Palace is even stronger, and this trip to the small world, the person in charge is Ao Feiyan.

Wen Ruyu stopped more than ten zhang away from the viewing platform, his eyes slowly swept over the Yuanying elders on the viewing platform, and finally fell on Ao Feiyan's face, a light smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he sighed in admiration: "I have long heard that the Feiyan Fairy of the West Sea Dragon Palace is a first-class beauty in this world, and when I see it today, it is really good, and Wen Ruyu of the Xiaoyao Sect is polite!" ”

After that, he bowed slightly to Ao Feiyan and saluted from afar.

The middle and low-level monks who watched were silent, and their eyes were cast on the group of Yuanying masters on the viewing platform, and few people dared to look at Wen Ruyu and the Jindan monks of the Xiaoyao Sect.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense and depressing, and many Jindan monks even had the idea of turning around and running away.

Even the two Jindan monks who were fighting in the ring stopped fighting and looked at the viewing platform in a daze.

"It turned out to be Wen Daoyou, Feiyan did not invite the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect to participate in this trip to the small world, and the word 'rules' mentioned by Wen Daoyou will not be used in this ring selection!"

Ao Feiyan's expression was calm, and he didn't care about Wen Ruyu's threat at all.

Although the Xiaoyao Sect is strong, the West Sea Dragon Palace is the overlord of the sea, and the legend has a super power of true immortals, compared with the West Sea Dragon Palace, the Xiaoyao Sect is a little worse, and there is no conflict of interest between the two, because of this, Ao Feiyan shot at the Evil Dragon Venerable that day, but the Evil Dragon Venerable seemed to ignore it and did not embarrass Ao Feiyan.

"The Flying Smoke Fairy is wrong, this son now has three hidden dragon orders in his hands, these three hidden dragon orders were issued by the fairy in the name of the West Sea Dragon Palace, how can it be said that there is no invitation?"

Wen Ruyu shook the folding fan with a smile on her face, and after that, the sleeve of her left robe was raised, and three rays of light and shadow flew out, turning into three tokens of a certain length of feet, circling and flying in the air, and in the tokens, there was a lifelike little golden dragon.

Seeing these three tokens, at least half of the monks understood why the three forces had not arrived so far, it seemed that it was not that they were late, but that they were robbed of the tokens by the Xiaoyao Sect, and maybe their lives were not guaranteed.

These medium-sized sects and families, there are very few Yuanying masters, and they can't send Yuanying elders to escort their disciples to Jinao Island like the Seven Great Sects.

Ao Feiyan's expression was also solemn, and he hesitated for a moment, but said with a faint smile: "These three hidden dragon orders are indeed issued by my West Sea Dragon Palace, in this case, these nine places, Feiyan can be the master, and transfer to the head of the Xiaoyao Sect, however, you Daoyou are a step late, this ring competition, but you are not qualified to participate, if Wen Daoyou has an opinion, you might as well invite the evil dragon seniors, Feiyan explained the matter to him in person!" ”

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