The design of this hotel is very ingenious and mysterious, Wang Tianhao tried it, and the spiritual sense could not penetrate the wall, and he didn't know how the divine sense was done by isolating the spiritual consciousness on such a large scale

The spiritual consciousness in the late stage of the selfless realm can't, and I don't know if the ethereal realm monk can't, and presumably he can't.

"Brother Tian, the strength of the monks participating in the competition is good, but I think you must be the best." While Wang Tianhao was thinking, a crisp and pleasant voice sounded in his ears.

Without waiting for a response, a soft feeling was squeezing on top of the juniors, not only that, Wang Tianhao could even feel two slightly hard dots!!

Li Ya'er's white jade arm wrapped around Wang Tianhao's neck, pouting and leaning on his shoulder.

"Ya'er, you're naughty again..."Wang Tianhao's smile gradually rose, and he suddenly felt that the dragon had changed, and the thoughts in his mind became slow, and he couldn't help shaking his head and throwing his thoughts out, and smiled evilly: "But I like it!" ”

"Ahh

After Wang Tianhao's words fell, he heard Li Ya'er screaming, and she was actually hugged by Wang Tianhao, a princess, in her arms, and then she was thrown on the couch, and since then it has been a dark situation.

The room is very secretive, not only can the spiritual sense not penetrate, but even the sound can't leak at all, otherwise the room where Wang Tianhao is will definitely become the object of discussion among the monks, and it is estimated that a few will come here with sister paper.

After all, it is a youth cultivation battle, gathering monks from all over the world, and each family or sect can come here There are very few places, the general small sects and families have two places, and the super families and sects with ethereal realm monks only have three places.

With such a scarce place, they can't wait to bring all the potential monks in the sect or family, how can they bring sister paper for recreation, this Wang Tianhao can be regarded as an unprecedented and unprecedented.

Also on the fifth floor, in a certain room, Xu Donglin, who was covered by a cyan robe, stood quietly in front of the window, and outside the window was a beautiful scenery, and the steaming spring water reflected a beautiful painting of heaven and earth.

On the leather sofa behind him, a black-haired monk dressed in a crescent-colored robe with a calm face was wiping a long sword in his hand, and the breath emanating from the long sword was sure that this was a magic weapon, and it was also a magic weapon of the human class, Yi Ping, the master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect!

Maybe it's because the cultivation technique is related to the sword intent, although Yi Ping is more than 100 years old, his face is very young, he looks like an old man in his sixties and seventies, and the most important thing is that his whole body exudes a sharp aura, which should be caused by sword cultivation, and even the aura is cold.

"Master Xu, when I see you this time, you seem to be a little different." As soon as he wiped the long sword in his hand, Yi Ping asked tentatively, without any change in expression on his cheeks, as if chatting loosely.

Xu Donglin took back his gaze from afar, walked to the sofa, waved down the green robe that covered his body, and after coming out of retreat, he showed his true face for the first time, and the unique aura in his body was also leaked a little.

Well?

Slightly stunned, Yi Ping raised his head and glanced at Xu Donglin, his pupils suddenly shrank, feeling the breath that permeated the void, and the arm holding the sword trembled.

"You, you..." After controlling his feelings a little, Yi Ping trembled in disbelief.

At this time, Yi Ping seemed to have forgotten the dignity and coercion that he should have as an ethereal realm monk, and in the face of Xu Donglin, he seemed to be a low-level monk.

"Haha, Master Yimen, relax, we are partners, am I so terrifying..."Xu Donglin laughed, although his tone was a joke, but even so, the weird and cold tone was still not reduced by half, and what was even more terrifying was that in that leaking aura, there was a trace of evil!

What shocked Yi Ping the most was not only Xu Donglin's breath, but also his face, if the snow is the whitest, what can be whiter than it, many people can't find the answer, but Yi Ping found it today.

That is Xu Donglin's face, compared to Xue, his face is whiter, his hair, eyebrows, and even eyelashes are white.

Such a face is definitely not the posture that ordinary people should have, even if leukemia patients are not as terrifying as him, basically there is no blood at all.

Being reminded by Xu Donglin, Yi Ping hurriedly adjusted all his emotions and tried his best to stabilize himself.

How to say that Yi Ping is also an early monk in the Ethereal Realm, and he adjusts this kind of thing very quickly, and it is only a few seconds before he recovers to his original state, and he is sure that as long as he sees Xu Donglin, he will be frightened.

"Hehe, the head of the Xu family laughed, I'm just not used to it." Yi Ping smiled bitterly, didn't look at Xu Donglin again, and continued to wipe the long sword in his hand.

Xu Donglin's face, which was whiter than snow, bloomed with a smile, he naturally knew that there was something wrong with his current state, but there was no way, in order to achieve the goal, he could only do this for the time being, and after it was completed, he would find a way to restore it to its original state.

"On the last day of the Youth Cultivation War, the action will begin, as long as you take the lead and stand clearly, I believe this matter will be very pleasant." Saying that, Xu Donglin's expression became very serious, he had never slackened on this matter, and now even if he has a background, he doesn't dare to be careless.

Feeling the change in the atmosphere, Yi Ping raised his head and looked at Xu Donglin, he didn't have any fear, he just had an extremely serious feeling.

"I know how to do it, Yi Ping is here to congratulate the head of the Xu family first..."Yi Ping tried to squeeze out a smile.

The two are still similar, Xu Donglin's smile gradually aroused, and in the end, both of them laughed.

When night fell, in the hotel, the monks who entered the room did not come out again, some were meditating cross-legged in the room, some were condensing and practicing mudras, and some were sleeping, all kinds of postures, the most special should belong to Wang Tianhao.

In the next three hours, the room was covered with Wang Tianhao and Li Ya'er's activity tracks, and when they first arrived, they were not uncomfortable, the spiritual sense here could not penetrate, and it was safer than anywhere else, so they were even more crazy.

During this period, Li Yaer's madness almost made Wang Tianhao lose his armor, but every time he turned the tide and fought back.

If you want to say which one is the most profound among the famous weapons, it should be Li Yaer's horse chestnut insectivore, as long as he is not careful, he will be hit, and his whole body will be paralyzed and unable to move, and this is the super effect of this famous weapon.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next day a ray of sunshine shone on the earth, bringing a trace of strange silence to this bright earth, in the hotel, everyone had not gone out, and without the notice of the host of the Divine Bureau, they didn't know where to go even if they went out, so it was better to breathe in the room.

Finally, at about nine o'clock in the morning, Wang Gang's voice sounded from the small loudspeaker in the room, saying that the monks who participated in the battle meeting should gather downstairs to draw lots, while the others were now waiting in the room.

A light peck on Li Ya'er's charming face, Wang Tianhao dressed up and went out of the room briskly, and when he went out, he also saw monks who participated in the war like himself going out, the difference is that those monks are either carrying long swords or short knives, all kinds of weapons are available, and you can even see some holding magic weapons.

Seeing this, Wang Tianhao couldn't help but smile bitterly, fortunately he had storage space, otherwise, he would be like them, wandering around with a sword and a tiger's brain.

In the open space outside the hotel, Wang Gang, Meng Xingmin, and other colleagues of the Divine Bureau stood solemnly, they were wearing uniform clothes, and a divine character was printed on their chests, representing the personnel of the Divine Bureau, but this divine character was very awkward.

God has always represented the gods in the sky and the like, your god bureau is just a department in Huaxia, and you dare to compare with the gods, but even so, no monk dares to stand up and accuse, speaking of which, the god bureau is also the most mysterious and powerful organization in the monk world, and it is not good to say that it is a sect, let alone a family, it can only be said to be an organization.

Just by founding the Qingxiu Battle, you can see the strength of its heritage, and every five years it gives away a few ground-level magic weapons or mysterious spiritual arts and magic decisions, which family and sect dare to compare.

Wang Tianhao followed everyone to the door of the hotel, there were no ethereal realm monks here at this time, Wang Tianhao and the monks present did not have any worries, and dispersed their spiritual sense, in order to probe the strength of the opponent.

The few people who had paid attention to it before all seemed a little special, and the veil girl of the Flying Frost Pavilion was not in the crowd, but leaned against a mangrove tree about two meters away, her charming eyes admiring the strange flowers next to her.

There are many female cultivators who participate in the battle meeting, but the veil woman is particularly attractive, she is not only special in temperament, but also strong in cultivation, in the middle of the realm of selflessness!

Du Feibai, Xu Jianming, Qian Feipeng, Tang Ye, and the few young people who participated in the battle in the realm of selflessness that they met at the door of the hotel before were all isolated people, standing alone in a remote place.

Facing what the participating monks below were doing, Wang Gang didn't bother, he glanced around the scene, he counted the heads, as usual, the number of participants was about two hundred, most of the cultivators were in the late stage of the realm of selflessness, and those who could reach the realm of selflessness were geniuses among geniuses.

After all, this is a group of monks who are only in their twenties, thinking that when he was at this age, he didn't even have the realm of selflessness, and after feeling it, Wang Gang's spiritual sense danced, and an iron box floated behind him.

Wow!

With a loud bang, the iron box landed on the floor in front of him, and the eyes of the monks below were all attracted to him.

"I believe you all know the details of the battle meeting, you are all genius young people of your family or sect, and you can be said to be very proud to be able to advance to such a level at this age." When everyone looked at the iron box from afar, Wang Gang took advantage of the situation and began to lead.

"This box is isolated from any spiritual sense, everyone come and smoke one by one, good luck to you." Without further ado, Wang Gang waved his hand to let the event begin, and by the way, asked several colleagues behind him to sit on chairs around the box, in order to register the number drawn by the monk. Read-only URL: