"Let her go!" Lingyun Zhenzun glared fiercely at Yating, who was full of clouds, and his figure stopped Ye Zihao. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Lend her a favor." Yezi Hao smiled evilly, he knew that Lingyun Zhenzun would not hurt Yang Shiyi, so he used Yang Shiyi's petite body to block in front of him, blocking Lingyun Zhenzun who was going to attack him, and gave the other party a reassuring pill before leaving, "Don't worry, I won't take her life, but if you chase her, it's hard to say."

In the end, Lingyun Zhenzun didn't make any moves. He has heard of Yang Shiyi's deeds over the years, his son has extremely high luck and a bright future, he will definitely benefit the sect one day, bring good luck to the sect, and compared with the divine beast egg, she is much more important.

Fang Qingling, who was in the distance, witnessed everything that happened.

As mentioned in the original book, the beast egg was won by one of the male protagonists, Ye Zihao, and I believe that it won't be long before the five-clawed golden dragon will recognize Yang Shiyi as the master.

Ye Zihao is the young master of the Demon Palace, his appearance is no less than Xiao Duyang, and the evil overlord aura exuded by his body can win the favor of all women.

Ye Zihao is cruel, whoever wants to offend him, he will definitely torture the person who offends him to an inhuman form, but he loves the heroine very much, holding it in the palm of his hand for fear of falling, and holding it in his mouth for fear of turning into a pamper.

Looking at the place where there were many demonic beasts, Fang Qingling shook her head, speaking of which, her strength was still too low, even if she went to fight with the intention of fighting, it would be similar to a sheep entering the mouth of a tiger, let alone snatching the opportunity.

was taken to a secluded place by Ye Zihao, and before she came back to her senses, the five golden dragon eggs in Ye Zihao's arms snapped and shattered.

"Dad, mother." The first sentence of the newly-born five-clawed golden dragon made Yang Shiyi stumble and almost fell to the ground.

Ye Zihao hurriedly supported her, with a smile in his eyes, and said gently: "You have made a contract with it, and it is now your spirit beast." ”

Looking at Yang Shiyi's unbelievable face, Yezi Hao smiled evilly, "When you were injured, blood spilled on the eggshell, by the way, you were injured like ......"

Halfway through Ye Zihao's words, Yang Shiyi's body suddenly softened, and his whole delicate body hung on him and lost consciousness.

Back to the sect, the sky has dawned, and the current Wuji Sect can be said to be ants on a hot pot, and it is a mess.

The Demon Beast Forest infiltrated the Demon Cultivation, not to mention that the Divine Beast Egg was snatched away, the Yating Fairy was still seriously injured, and the talented genius Yang Shiyi was held hostage again, how could the sect not be worried?

The most worried and angry person is Ziyun Zhenjun, if it weren't for the fact that the sect couldn't be managed by no one, and the peak masters couldn't leave the sect, maybe such a thing wouldn't have happened.

Sitting upright in the Palm Sect Hall, Ziyun Zhenjun said with a gloomy face: "The thief captures my apprentice, Dabi must postpone it." ”

Fanyu Zhenjun raised his eyebrows, and then made a difficult statement, "I'm afraid it's not appropriate, how can the rules of the Wuji Sect be changed because of her alone?" ”

"That's so unfair to Shi'er, when she comes back, what do you want her to think, it's chilling to do this?" Ziyun Zhenjun does not follow.

"Hehe, her cultivation is just in the early stage of foundation building, how good does Senior Brother think she can achieve in Dabi with her current ability?" Fan Yu laughed.

"Senior Brother Fanyu is right, Yang Shiyi will be treated as abstention, and the big comparison will be carried out as usual, and there will be no objections." The head of the house made a decision, "When Yang Shiyi returns, I will give her another reward as compensation." Senior Brother Ziyun, are you satisfied? ”

Hearing the words behind the head of the ruins, Ziyun Zhenjun's face improved, and he nodded in agreement, as an old man, he understood the truth of what is enough, if Yang Shiyi had not been held hostage and participated in the competition, maybe he would not have gained anything, if it wasn't for her extraordinary potential, the head of the sect would not reward her as a comfort.

In this way, the big comparison proceeded as usual.

Fang Qingling stepped forward to draw the game number, No. 22, according to No. 1 against No. 48, No. 2 against No. 47, her opponent was No. 27, she didn't have to play in the first round, so she sat in the corner and watched.

In terms of strength, there are two people who make Fang Qingling jealous.

One is her future fourth senior brother, Luo Yu, the youngest disciple of Fanyu Zhenjun, the earth system single spirit root, practicing qi and cultivating the Great Perfection, for people who are two years younger than herself, and whose cultivation is comparable to her, Fang Qingling has some unpleasant feelings in her heart.

The other is the inner disciple of Wanfa Peak, known as Lian Idiot, the same is the cultivation of Qi Great Perfection, the Golden Fire Twin Spirit Root, what Fang Qingling is afraid of is not his cultivation, it is his combat effectiveness, this person is ruthless, not crippled, but also injured the internal organs, the defeated monks are not lightly injured, and the fighting time is not more than three minutes, it can be seen that the strength is extraordinary.

Whoever comes to mind, Luo Yu, who looks like a Zhengtai, has a faint smile on his face, as if he praised: "Senior sister is worthy of being a registered disciple of the master, defeating nine qi cultivation disciples with the strength of one person, senior brother is really honored, to have such a powerful junior sister as you." ”

"Senior brother has won the award, junior sister has no strength, there are a lot of talismans, if the senior brother wants it, the junior sister can give you a few." Who doesn't know that she won the game with foreign objects, and when he says this, does he praise her or belittle her?

"Ahem, no, I don't lack it." Luo Yu clenched his fists and put a fake cough on his lips, "Look at the senior sister is full of confidence in this big competition!" ”

"Hehe, who can compare to the senior brother, with the strength of the senior brother, he will definitely win the first prize."

"Hmm...... It's not impossible, but compared to me, I still think that my sister has a better chance of winning the first prize. Luo Yu smiled deeply at her, and then returned to the seat where he was and sat down, leaving Fang Qingling, who was confused by the second monk.

Fang Qingling couldn't help but think narcissistically: Is her strength really that strong? Even he thinks he can't fight?

At the end of the first round of the game, Fang Qingling stood on the No. 11 martial arts platform, and the opponent was a beautiful woman, who practiced qi at the twelfth level, and her strength was not comparable to Fang Qingling, who had cultivated in the Great Perfection, and she won this game very smoothly.

The second afternoon went on as usual, and in the competition of twelve people, Fang Qingling still entered the top six very smoothly.

The next day, the remaining six disciples had cultivated quite a bit, and all of them had attained Dzogchen cultivation.

The opponent's magic weapon was a round wheel, and the round wheel was surrounded by sharp serrations, and under the scorching sun, it reflected a dazzling white light.

Fang Qingling blinked uncomfortably, and his face subconsciously turned to the side to avoid the dazzling light.

Her move allowed her opponent to seize the opportunity, and with a flick of his ape arm, the round wheel detached from his palm, and with a violent tornado, it spun at extreme speed, flying towards Fang Qingling.

Smelling the wind, Fang Qingling's eyes were sharp, her steps moved lightly, the round wheel passed by her, she thought that she had avoided the attack, but unexpectedly, the round wheel swirled around and spun back from behind, Fang Qingling couldn't dodge, with a bang, a small wound appeared on the arm, the flesh and blood at the wound were blurred, as if it had been twisted by a meat grinder, and the blood flowed down.

Fang Qingling gasped and raised the sword in her hand in pain, blocking the round wheel that was rolling towards her again.

"Clank!"

The soldiers were fighting each other, her hair was flying, her clothes were messy, a deep pit appeared under Fang Qingling's feet, her hands and feet were numb, and she almost couldn't hold the sword in her hand.

It is worthy of the Great Perfection cultivation, such a strong internal strength! But now is not the time to sigh, it is the best policy to defeat the other party as soon as possible, and the longer you are injured, the more bad it will be for you.

Fang Qingling's eyes flashed, the soles of her feet kicked, her hand moved forward, Teng's figure retreated a few feet away, she didn't pause at all, and waved her sword.

Wood is born, the first floor: a hundred flowers bloom!

A hundred lotus flowers bloomed and flew towards the other party with the intention of wood, and he had to turn back to the roulette wheel to resist. However, before he could stop the hundred lotus flowers, the sword that emitted cold light had already reached his neck from behind, and the victory was already out.

Most of that male disciple's spiritual power was controlling the round wheel, but his own defense was very low, which gave Fang Qingling a chance.

She took the pill to meditate and heal, and she suffered a lot of injuries in that battle, which also made her realize her weakness, which was too weak for close-range attacks.