"I admit it." Fucha Hanhan felt his chest that was broken to the bone, and forced himself to cough and want to kill the woman who punched him in the chest.

After a momentary misstep, Ning Sheng felt Fu Cha Hanhan's murderous gaze, rolled over, jumped up from the ground, and kicked Fu Cha Hanhan off the No. 3 platform with one kick, and there was ice in his eyes that could not be dissolved.

It's just a superficial pretentiousness.

"Cousin, Ning Sheng, you slut, I'm not done with you." Fu Yue, who rushed over, made an irritable voice, piercing the silent sky, Ning Sheng looked at Fu Yue condescendingly, and did not see Fu Qing's figure, it should be in the competition of the immortal power realm.

She's not afraid, not just because they have a temper, but because she's too.

She had already thought very clearly, she would not kill her for no reason, Ning Sheng's eyes were deep, condensed to a staggered place.

Fixed.

Ning Sheng gave up directly in the next game, sitting on the stone where she sat for the first time, she actually felt that the scenery around her was so clear and quiet.

"Ning Sheng." The mechanical voice of the pager came from her ears, evoking Ning Sheng's wandering thoughts.

"It's handled well, for that kind of insidious person, that's how it should be." The voice of the pager brought a bit of popularity to Ning Sheng, a disastrous face, and a clear feeling of the last trace of flame entering her veins.

She's very uncomfortable right now, very uncomfortable.

The tug-of-war in her body made her unable to calm down and cultivate, and she couldn't leave and return to her residence before the competition was over, because she didn't have a chance to carefully examine what her body had been destroyed.

Slowly, the corners of her mouth floated in an arc, not to let her feel better, how could she let him feel better, the same way, the means of the game

After five days and five nights of endless competition, the sect competition finally came to an end.

First place in the realm of spiritual power: Ni Jundi.

A man that Ning Sheng had never seen before, he looked more mature, with a black hairpin pinned to the back of his head.

It's very fairytale.

Pursing his lips, watching the man go up to get his reward, Ning Sheng was very envious, a heaven-level exercise, a high-grade cold ice sword. It shines brightly.

Second place in the spiritual power realm: Huangshi.

Ning Sheng grinned, when Senior Brother Huangshi came over, she was really happy for him, she had long known that Senior Brother Huangshi's strength was not bad, and those who could enter the top three were all obtained by relying on their own strength, and the rest, Ning Sheng didn't know, but he didn't feel so witnessy.

Seeing the top-grade elixir used to advance to the realm of immortal power contained in a box, ten top-grade talisman seals, Ning Sheng's eyes lit up.

Third place in the realm of spiritual power: Fuyue.

Ning Sheng looked at the provocative eyes on her above, and suddenly, he wanted to laugh a little, enduring the physical torture, and the surrounding scenes seemed to have become the background, leaving only Fu Yue's smile.

The cold one has no temperature.

The afterglow drifted towards Fu Cha Hanhan, who was standing not far from her side, only four people apart.

Fourth place in the realm of spiritual power: Jin Zhu.

Ning Sheng saw that it was her, it turned out that her name was Jin Zhu, and she was also the most immortal of the Seven Fairies, and her popularity remained high, second only to Jingyin.

Fifth place in the spiritual power realm: Ning Sheng.

She walked up and respectfully took her share, a top-grade elixir used in the high-grade spiritual power stage, and a set of medium-grade defensive formations.

Under the eyes of everyone, she regained her position, Ning Sheng quietly waited for the end of the spiritual power realm of the sect competition, and the immortal power realm had almost entered the end, and the aura realm had already ended.