Because Yang Qingyan's competition was ranked behind, he shook his head lightly and prepared to leave after watching this battle with no skills at all. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Stroking the dress on her body, Yang Qingyan turned around and walked a few steps, her body suddenly slammed, and she turned to look at the No. 7 ring not far away.

Isn't this breath the Buddha cultivator in the secret realm? Looking at Yang Qingyan's beautiful eyes in the No. 7 ring, she instantly planned to go over and take a look, after all, the cultivation shown by the Buddha at that time was also extremely extraordinary, this time to see, one can understand how the Buddha and the Buddha fight, and the other is to see how the Buddha is in detail, which will also have a lot of benefits for her in the future.

Having made up his mind, Yang Qingyan smiled slightly, turned around and came to the No. 7 ring.

It may be the reason why Buddhist cultivation is very rare in the world of cultivating immortals, at this time, there were already many monks watching the No. 7 ring, and the ring was wrapped tightly, and in desperation, Yang Qingyan could only watch it from a distance. However, she is a demon clan, and her eyesight is excellent, which does not affect her viewing.

On the white jade ring, there were two men standing at this time, one of them was about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a moon-white robe, barefoot, and a gentle smile on his beautiful face, it was the Buddha cultivator Yang Qingyan had met in the secret realm.

Opposite him was a thin young man in a green robe, about twenty years old, with an extremely ordinary appearance, an indifferent expression, and a cultivation body that was also as high as the twelfth layer of Qi refining.

Green robe! It seems that these two are both inner disciples! Yang Qingyan glanced at the two of them, and a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes, he could wear his favorite clothes casually, which was a right that only inner disciples could have, but he didn't know who the master these two worshipped was?

It's no wonder that Yang Qingyan doesn't know, she was forced by Chu Nanhe to refine pills every day this year, and she didn't have time to wander around the sect at all, so she didn't know much about the people and things in the sect.

After the two people in the ring looked at each other a few times, the green-robed man said with an indifferent face: "Please, Senior Brother Yue." ”

The man surnamed Yue still said with a smile on his face: "Please." ”

As soon as his words fell, the figure of the blue-robed man on the opposite side moved, turning into a cyan shadow and attacking the man surnamed Yue.

"Amitabha."

In the face of the attack of the man in the green robe, the young man surnamed Yue recited the Buddha number in a low voice, and then stepped forward, and the whole person instantly appeared on the other side of the ring, avoiding the attack of the man in the green robe.

"This is, shrinking into inches?!"

The blue-robed man missed the blow and appeared where the young man surnamed Yue was standing, and looked at him with a frown and said.

The young man surnamed Yue didn't answer the question of the blue-robed man, still looking at him with a smile.

"Pretend!"

Seeing that the young man surnamed Yue didn't answer him, the man in the green robe snorted lightly, and then flipped it in his hand, and the entire palm was immediately covered with a layer of frost, and then he stepped down a little bit, and slapped it fiercely at the young man surnamed Yue.

At this moment, bursts of ice mist emanated from his palm, freezing the ground nearby with a layer of pale blue ice, and its coldness could make the onlookers feel the huge power contained in it, even through the defensive cover of the ring.

"Stains, look at this momentum, Senior Brother Qian's cold ice palm technique is probably close to Dacheng! I don't know if Senior Brother Yue can resist it? ”

At this time, a hint of amazement flashed in the eyes of a white-clothed disciple who was onlookers and said.

"I'm afraid Senior Brother Kanyue can't stop him, but I don't know how many rounds he can hold out in the hands of Senior Brother Qian."

Just when the onlookers below the ring were discussing how many rounds the young man surnamed Yue could last, Yang Qingyan didn't think so, how could his cultivation be so poor if he could easily defuse the attacks of two Qi Refining Peak Cultivators, but she didn't know how the green-robed man's cultivation was, so she just continued to watch with a flash of her eyes.

Bai Yubing's palm was cold, freezing the ground next to the young man surnamed Yue.

Glancing at the attacking ice palm, the young man surnamed Yue flashed with golden light in his eyes, and put the golden lotus in his right hand on his chest and shook it gently, and a layer of pale golden light instantly appeared outside his body.

Rumble!

As soon as the golden light mask appeared, the frosty palm slammed into the light mask.

As soon as the ice palm hit the light mask, a layer of light blue frost instantly spread along the light mask, instantly freezing most of the light mask.

Seeing this scene, a hint of joy flashed in the eyes of the blue-robed man, and he used the mana in his body, and the palm of his hand immediately became silver.

As soon as the palm of his hand flipped, an endless cold air came out of the palm of the man surnamed Qian, and he was about to slap it again.

Suddenly, a golden lotus flower appeared beside him, the lotus flower swayed, exuding bursts of fragrance, and the pure golden lotus petals shone with a faint golden glow, which looked extremely beautiful.

As soon as the golden lotus appeared, the golden light flashed, and it seemed to hit the back of the man surnamed Qian slowly and urgently.

Seeing that a golden lotus flower suddenly appeared and hit his back, the man surnamed Qian's face changed, and he hurriedly waved his hand and slapped it back.

Yikes!

As soon as the ice palm and the golden lotus came into contact, the golden lotus immediately flourished, forming a golden light curtain in the air, and the light curtain was like a chain, stopping the palm of the man surnamed Qian, not to mention, but also wrapping the seemingly mighty ice qi in it.

Hum!

The man surnamed Qian saw that the light shield emitting from this golden lotus actually stopped his cold palm, and immediately snorted lightly.

The mana in his body worked, and the silver-white palm of the man surnamed Qian immediately turned very blue, and the ice mist that was originally trapped by the golden light curtain also rose suddenly, and a colder aura came out of the light curtain, and the ice mist was full of blue ice, which instantly froze most of the light curtain that wrapped it, and then continued to spread towards the center of the light curtain, that is, the golden lotus.

The man surnamed Qian got rid of the shackles of Jin Mang, and immediately slapped the golden lotus in the center of Jin Mang with a fierce palm.

The blue ice mist condensed in the air, and with the movement of the man surnamed Qian, a huge blue ice palm formed in the air, and slapped down with his palm.

As soon as this ice palm appeared, the lotus flower located in the center of the golden mangs couldn't help trembling, as if it couldn't withstand the invasion of the cold ice aura.

But at this moment, the golden lotus flower suddenly trembled slightly, and suddenly burst open, forming a golden storm that spread out in all directions.

The golden brilliance was like golden light dust, and it dispersed towards the surroundings at an extremely fast speed, and instantly came into contact with the blue ice palm in the air.

There was no piercing crackling sound, and there was no fluctuation of spiritual power, and as soon as the blue ice palm touched the golden dust, it was like a snowflake falling into the water, and most of it melted in an instant.