Dao Shen Zhenjun opened his mouth with some embarrassment and explained:

"The leisurely girl is not a disciple of our Qingxia Sect, and it is not good for this gentleman to let her fight;"

Hong Aya looked at Mo Youran with a sneer, her eyes full of contempt;

"I don't think I'm embarrassed, but I don't dare!"

"This...."

Dao Shen had to look at Xi Yuanzhen, who was indifferent on the side, and saw that the latter looked at Mo Youran with inquiring eyes, and she nodded in reply;

Xi Yuanzhen smiled mildly and said slowly:

"Then let's give it a try!"

"But a leisurely girl...."

Xi Yuan Zhenren knew what Dao Zhen Zhenjun was worried about, after all, there was a realm difference in cultivation between the two of them; But since his apprentice has nodded, he, as a master, must believe her;

"Dao Shen Zhenjun, please rest assured, leisurely is not a strong person;"

Isn't it? I believe that except for Xi Yuanzhen, who said this, he doesn't think so!

The two sides decided on the candidates for the competition, and soon came to the competition venue outside the main hall; Hong Aya took the lead in jumping on the competition platform, and hooked the corners of her mouth at Leng Mohan charmingly, with a strong sense of temptation; But the latter is a person who does not appreciate the amorous feelings, and he is still the iceberg face;

Xi Yuan Zhenren said softly to this Mo leisurely:

"The teacher is behind you;"

A few simple words warmed Mo Youran's heart, and she showed a cute smile of the little girl and said:

"Don't worry! Master! ”

Apprentice Yuan Zhenren nodded slightly, she was about to go to the ring, but was dragged by Ye Xiuchen;

"What's wrong, Uncle Shi;"

Ye Xiuchen looked at Mo Youran, who was wearing women's makeup, and said in a slightly hoarse voice:

"You must be careful, my intuition is not easy for this demon cultivator, if it doesn't work, I'll come back;"

After speaking, he also helped Mo Youran to incorporate a wisp of green silk into his ears, and Mo Youran only felt that the roots of his ears were a little hot. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoAs for Ye Xiuchen, who did this, he was also a little embarrassed, and he didn't know why he did it, but he saw that there were wisps of green silk scattered on Mo Youran's face, so he helped to get it right; He just came from his own heart involuntarily, but these small actions of the two of them stabbed someone's eye;

Leng Mo looked in the direction of Mo Youran and the others with a cold face, and said coldly:

"If you don't dare, take advantage of the towel, this gentleman doesn't have time to watch you play here;"

Mo Youran glared at Leng Mohan fiercely, the other party had already looked at it, and his eyes were lost for a moment. However, Mo leisurely retracted his gaze first, and stood opposite the red silk with a leap.

In fact, Mo Youran didn't take a serious look at the red aya, but at this time, the red aya skin standing under the scorching sun was like a white jade pink peach blossom, she was really a peerless beauty; Especially her half-exposed breasts, which almost jumped out;

Please allow her to look at it twice, this is also a little too big, I thought that she was not small, but compared to the person opposite, she was not enough to see at all;

Seeing Mo Youran staring at her chest in a daze, the corners of her mouth sneered up, and she deliberately straightened up, and blurted out sarcastic words:

"What? Envy? Hum! .....”

Mo Youran retracted his gaze and said with a sneer:

"I'm just worried about you!"

Red Aya was a little puzzled and asked rhetorically:

"What are you worried about me?"

Mo leisurely shrugged his shoulders and continued:

"Yes! There is a small piece of cloth on your chest, and it is not good to be afraid that it will burst out of the two big steamed buns on your chest than the trial force, even if you don't care, I am afraid of long needle eyes! ”

Hearing this, Hong Aya stomped her feet angrily, and said coldly:

"Humph! What kind of ability is the kung fu of the mouth, and the competition is above the real chapter; ”

After speaking, without waiting for Mo Youran to reflect, his right hand shook, and a green rattan whip several meters long was held in his hand. The body of the whip is dark green, and there are countless thorns at the end of the whip at the front, and it still flashes with sharp light under the reflection of the sun;

Mo Youran also summoned the Soul Eater, both in appearance and momentum, his Soul Eater felt a few points inferior to the whip in Hong Aya's hand, causing the opponent to laugh;

Nor is it ready for the appearance, the whip is directly swung; The whip, which was originally dissatisfied with thorns, instantly turned into a giant snake full of fangs, and the fangs in its mouth still flashed with a trace of cold light;

To say that Mo Youran must have felt uncomfortable before, but since he adopted the little snake, he has been used to snakes, not to mention that the form of the snake in front of him is inferior to the little snake's mother;

Mo Youran also wielded the soul devouring and entangled with the other party; The soul devouring in his hand was originally refined by the dragon body, but he didn't expect it to be as good as the other party's whip;

Moreover, the soul eater was entangled to death, and she could clearly feel that her spiritual power was slowly sucked away by the whip; Mo Youran couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, it seemed that he was underestimating the enemy;

Immediately, the mind moved, and the soul devouring in the form of a whip instantly turned into a sword, and in a flash of cold light, the giant snake retreated back as if in pain, and there were several sharp thorns scattered on the ground;

Hong Aya glared at Mo Youran in annoyance and scolded:

"You're so shameless, you used a whip and suddenly turned into a sword!"

Mo leisurely looked at this big-chested demon cultivator and sneered:

"Did anyone say you couldn't change the magic device? What's more, it's just that my magic weapon can be transformed, and I have the ability to make your magic weapon transform! What childishness! ”

Seeing Mo Youran's delicate appearance, several people couldn't help but smile, even Leng Mohan had an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth, and his cold eyes were also stained with a trace of tenderness;

"What should you do with this?"

The expressions of the crowd on the stage didn't know that Hong Aya looked at Mo Youran, who humiliated herself, and her eyes couldn't help but be full of murderous intent;

He took out an object with his bare hands, and looked closely at the object like a bull's horn, on which there were runes carved like gold wire;

As soon as this thing came out, Leng Mohan couldn't help but look at it; Others don't know about this thing, but he knows that this is a demon spirit weapon soul exorcism snail, which can attract evil spirits to attack opponents for himself;

Ye Xiuchen, who was standing on the opposite side, was equal to the demon cultivator who had dealt with it, since he also recognized this thing; I couldn't help but be shocked;

Xi Yuanzhen said anxiously:

"Hurry up and quit;"

Mo Youran held the Soul Devouring Sword in his hand and stared straight at Hong Aya, but his words were directed at Xi Yuanzhenren:

"Don't worry, master, you'll be fine!"

Ye Xiuchen on the side was also anxious:

"Don't come slowly, the thing in her hand is the spirit weapon of the demon race, not something you can compete with now;"

Mo Youran had already seen that the things in Hong Aya's hands were extraordinary, but even if it was a spiritual weapon, she had no possibility of retreating at this time, she could see the killing intent in Hong Aya's eyes, and she believed that the other party would not let her step down so easily;

Leng Mohan frowned his sword eyebrows, and couldn't help but secretly scold Mo Youran in his heart for not being able to measure himself; But he still scolded the red silk on the stage in secret words:

"Red Aya, don't hurt her!"

Hong Aya was stunned in her heart, Lord Evil Monarch is not such a soft-hearted person, there is only one reason, and that is the woman in front of her; She immediately remembered the smile that Lord Evil Monarch had never seen before, and the eyes that looked at Mo Youran here were even more ruthless; I secretly made up my mind that this man must die;

The thin lips of the fiery red seduction rose lightly, and the soul exorcism snail in his hand was blown; The melancholy music fluttered, forming a black, translucent barrier around her body;

The voice is sad and moving, but Mo Youran is not in the mood to feel this melody; She only felt that many black holes wrapped in translucent demonic qi appeared like a void under her feet, and from the black holes, powerful ghosts continued to emerge towards Mo Youran.....