The sun and the moon in the mirror do not know where.

When Shentu Bai Xiao woke up, the first round of the duel had already ended. Seventy-one young Tianjiao of the major sects have been eliminated. As soon as he opened his eyes, Qingyang was guarding his side.

Seeing Shentu Bai Xiao wake up, Qingyang took out a few pieces of green bamboo slips that he had just robbed, and said, "When you wake up, eat two pieces of bamboo to make up for it." ”

Shentu Bai Xiao moved his lower limbs, and all the spiritual power that had been hollowed out in the previous battle returned. The prototype of the spiritual mountain in the body is becoming more and more condensed, and I am afraid that within a week, the Emperor Realm will be completed.

Shentu Bai Xiao waved his hand, rejected this hardcore kindness, and said, "I have bad teeth and can't chew." How about a round of battles. ”

Qingyang proudly gnawed on the bamboo slip and said, "Guess what, I'm Zhang Qingyang, what can I do." ”

Shentu Bai Xiao pressed Qingyang's head and said, "I know that you are powerful, I am asking how the others are." There are no unexpected opponents. ”

Qingyang grabbed Shentu Bai Xiao's collar and said, "Okay, you don't care if I'm beaten or not, I still work hard to guard your corpse for half a day." ”

Shentu Bai Xiao had a helpless expression on his face, but he was quite warm, and smiled, "You are so powerful, you must be fine, what about the other senior brothers." ”

Qingyang nodded thoughtfully, and said, "Ten people from the mountain gate, plus six of you and me have been promoted." At noon, Tan Chun was defeated by Wang Mo of Yehua Palace and the white-clothed monk Jin Silkworm of Sanshu Temple respectively. ”

"Kang Jima fought with me, and as soon as he saw me, he stepped down. He happened to be so ugly that I couldn't bear to beat him. ”

"Unexpectedly, the Dao Jing lost to Jian San."

Shentu Bai Xiao nodded and said, "Unexpected, reasonable." Although the Tao Jing is proficient in the golden light mantra, it can be attacked when it advances, and it can be defended when it retreats. ”

"But hundreds of years of Dongmi Tianzhou, the person who came out of the mountain of the Five Elements Sword Sect is not the leader of the Sword Dao of the Immortal Family."

"First, there are three mountains in the ancient world of Jinshan Sword Immortal Sword. After that, there was Baixi Sword Immortal splitting the sea for half a day. I even heard that there was an unknown woman who asked Jian Xianyang City alone. ”

Qingyang said, "I know, the records of the Five Elements Sword Sect have been secretly read by you with me no less than ten times in the past few years. It's because your mother's name is Baixi. ”

Suddenly, Qingyang's face became solemn. "The Tao Sutra has failed too quickly. The golden light spell protection body that reached the pinnacle, as soon as the sword three natal flying sword came out of the sheath, it was divided into two. Along with the Dao Heart of the Tao Sutra, it was also broken. ”

Only then did Shentu Bai Xiao know why Qingyang's face was so solemn, his Dao heart was broken, and the spiritual mountain qi in his body would inevitably dry up and wither. Not to mention breaking through the inner demon level of Jindan, I am afraid that it will be even more difficult to practice in the future.

Qingyang couldn't help laughing again, and said: "Fortunately, Dao Jing practiced the Golden Light Mantra hard every day, not because he didn't have a high level of understanding. It was that his literary fortune was too strong, and later condensed the Confucian natal word "gold" from the golden light mantra, reshaped the Dao heart, and fought with Jian San again, and the spell was attacked for hundreds of rounds before he was defeated. ”

Hearing that the Dao Sutra reshaped the Dao Heart, Shentu Bai Xiao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and asked, "How is that Dao Sutra now." ”

"I heard that he was taken by the Confucian mountain lord stationed in the sky, and after some bargaining with the bad old man, he "lent" it to Bailu Academy for fifty years. Before leaving, the old man also gave the Taoist Sutra a golden light mantra that he copied by hand, and I heard that the old man was valuable. ”

"You beg your ancestor to copy two more copies. I will definitely lack money when I go down the mountain in two days. ”

"Don't worry, that bad old man is very bad, and he said that he copied it. I read it, in fact, it was the year before last, when we burned the mountain, he punished me for copying, I still have 99 copies, and I will take them with me when I leave. ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, everything was silent.

After a pleasantry, the unfinished bamboo slips in Qingyang's hand emitted a faint light. Qingyang immediately pulled Shentu Bai Xiao and ran towards Wen Sendai, "This glow means that the second round is about to begin." ”

Shentu Bai Xiao tugged at Qingyang's ear and said, "Then you still eat." ”

Qingyang patted his pocket, "It's a lot." ”

Before the words fell, the two were already asking Sendai.

The remaining thirty-six young men in the second round, Tianjiao, looked at Shentu Bai Xiao with a little jealousy, and secretly exchanged heads, no one wanted to touch this madman who was piercing and playing with his life.

On the contrary, the weevil armor of the Bingshan Sect sat beside the sect master, enthusiastically like Shentu Bai Xiao beckoning, like a chimpanzee.

Di Biao couldn't help but glared at this proud disciple who had worked so hard to cultivate.

The elephant armor scratched his head and smiled innocently, and whispered, "It's so fun to fight, it's not a shame to lose to Bai Xiao." ”

Di Biao hated that iron could not become steel, and said: "I asked you to protect one out of ten." Now the reverse leader is embarrassed to laugh. ”

The elephant just smiled honestly, did not justify Bai Xiao being too strong, and did not complain about his bad luck. When he came, he made up his mind, he didn't want to fight for the first place, he just wanted to have fun.

Thirty-six bamboo slips fell from the sky, and today it is still one-on-one, and the rest are the top 18 that can enter the immortal list.

Qingyang glanced at the numbers, couldn't help but get scared, opened his mouth wide and threw it in, and jumped on the Sendai. While chewing on the crunchy bamboo slips, he said, "I'm the first, who will be beaten." ”

A female cultivator of Yehua Palace with a delicate face leaped onto the stage, and her colorful sleeves were flying. Indescribable fairy temperament. After bending down to make a salute, he said, "Yehua Palace, Fangcao, please advise." ”

Qingyang swallowed most of the bamboo slips that had not been bitten in one bite. I couldn't help but burp, touched my round belly and said, "It's easy to say, you can hit first." ”

Fangcao had never seen such an arrogant cultivator, and seeing that Qingyang was just an eleven or twelve-year-old doll, she thought, "No wonder it's so big." ”

The strength in his hand was inevitably a little lighter, Yehua Palace and Dragon Tiger Mountain had always been friendly, and before he came, Elder Wei Kui had warned that if he encountered a disciple of the Blue God Dao Saint, the means could be gentle. I heard that he has never been out of the mountain gate, and he has never had a life-and-death battle with anyone. Through yesterday's victory of Qingyang, she was even more convinced.

How did she know that Kang Ji was really afraid of being beaten and couldn't get out of bed.

The spiritual light on the arm entered the color sleeve, turned into a long rainbow, and attacked the green sheep.

Qingyang closed his eyes and frowned, stepped on one foot, and a radius of dozens of meters was swept away by the terrifying true qi, and the colored sleeves that attacked were shattered inch by inch under the true qi.

When I opened my eyes again, the coercion of the Emperor Middle Realm was undoubtedly revealed.

Fangcao's heart was terrified, and in an instant she knew that she had made a big mistake. But she is also worthy of being one of the top ten cultivators in Yehua Palace, and has experienced several bloody battles of life and death. The explosive true qi flew in, instantly sacrificed the magic weapon tassel, set up a five-fold protection in front of him, and moved out of the spiritual mountain in his body, and shocked his body ten meters with the mountain and wood aura that was close to his own avenue, turning into his own small world. Boosts all defenses to the extreme.

But it was still a step too late, Qingyang stepped forward, shrunk into inches and came to the front, standing with one hand, the palm of the palm was thundering, and patted on her abdomen.

After the thunder, Fangcao was already under the Sendai, her expression was dull, but her clothes were intact, and the abdomen of the middle palm did not burst as expected.

It's just that the waist-length black hair stands up, like a chicken nest, and it has a fairy temperament.

"I'm defeated. ”

Qingyang waved his sleeves and walked off the stage with extremely arrogant steps, "I don't beat women." Then he glanced at the sage Qingshen, as if to say, "What's the matter, I'll give you a long face." ”

The saint Qingshen didn't pay attention to it, but the Sanssouci Mountain Lord secretly gave a thumbs up. The palm of the sky thunders, and the thunder comes out without returning. It can control the retraction and release between breaths, and not only use a thunderstorm to pop the grass out of Sendai, but also not hurt the body, and even the fairy clothes are only a layer of scorched black. It can be seen that the control is fine, almost fascinating.

Returning to the sitting Fangcao, ignoring the bird's nest on her head, she just looked at "Elder Wei Kui" faintly without saying a word.

In the second battle, Ye Xiu Xiao was drunk and stood on the Sendai.

The ten wild cultivators have no sect background, and there are no heavenly treasures. It is not easy to find a great opportunity. Whether it is the cultivation in the body or the magic weapon of weapons, it cannot be compared with the Tianjiao of these great sects. After a round, only Xiao Zui and Meng Fan remained.

Xiao Zui was very lucky to draw No. 71, and Meng Fan was a monk with a knife in the Battle Soldier Mountain Sect. The battle between the two can be described as the bloodiest battle in a round of duels. Meng Fan exchanged injuries for injuries, and the monks of the Bingshan Sect who had begun to have a great advantage were shocked. After a fierce battle for several hours, he finally gave up half of his body and ended the monks of the Bingshan Sect.

At the end of the game, Meng Fan had only white bones left on his right shoulder. Still dragging the white bones, he clasped his fists with the man and saluted.

Everyone sitting there was shocked.

Until now, Di Biao's eyes are not right when he looks at Meng Fan, just like a general seeing a beauty. I can't wait to immediately pull Meng Fan back to the Bingshan Sect, and it is not impossible to be an inner doorman, along with his little girlfriend Xiao Drunk.

Xiao drunk and watched around the stage, and the ghost of the funeral palace got up quietly and flew to the stage.

Looking at the poor lamb in front of him, he licked his mouth and said, "Seven points for countenance, eight points for body." But I love your eyes. If you submit to me as a handmaid, I will spare your life. ”

Meng Fan's eyes were cold in the audience, and the killing intent of the broken sword at his waist skyrocketed.

Xiao Zui wrinkled his nose and snorted coldly, "Men are not men and women, and they are not women." ”

Qingyang couldn't help but echo, "Sister is right. It's just a yin and yang person, beat her. ”

The ghost blinked and smiled calmly, and then turned into a blood bat and came to Xiao Zui in an instant, grabbed the girl's neck and held it in the air, the sword in Xiao Zui's hand was broken by a kick before it came out, only to feel that it was difficult to breathe, and kept slapping, and the ghost's long scarlet tongue licked Xiao Zui's cheeks.

Meng Fan scolded, "Perverted, let her go." I'll fight you. ”

The ghost turned his head to look at Meng Fan, "You asked me to put it down." Then he pressed Xiao Zui's head and smashed it into the ground, and smashed it several times in a row, Xiao Zui's spiritual power in the qi was shattered by the ghost several times, and he no longer had the power to resist.

The girl's blood ran down her forehead. The ghost owl smiled and looked at Meng Fan, "What a poignant picture." It's so pleasant. ”

Meng Fan drew his sword and jumped up, and the Sendai Thunder Array rebounded to the ground when asked, spitting out two mouthfuls of blood. Turning his head to the master of Sanssouci Mountain, he said, "I admit defeat for the drunken." ”

The Sanssouci Mountain Lord frowned, and then withdrew the magic circle.

The ghost threw Xiao drunk casually and said, "It's boring." ”

Meng Fan crawled in a row, caught the falling Xiao drunk, and roared angrily when he saw his beloved unconscious covered in blood. Just as the ghost was about to step down, he laughed and stopped again. The blood shadow flashed, and the pale and narrow fingers stabbed at Meng Fan's neck.

At the last moment, Shentu Bai Xiao turned into thunder and fled, and punched the ghost claw aside, blocking behind Meng Fan.

The ghost smashed his mouth and said, "Yo yo yo, this is a decent chivalrous courage, regardless of the rules, to save the weak." Oh my God, I'm so impressed. ”

Shentu Bai Xiao raised his hand and slapped it on the ghost's face, and a crisp sound occurred, snapping, "Speak well." ”

The ghost was furious, pointed at Shentu Bai Xiao and said, "You dare to hit me in the face." ”

Shentu Bai Xiao slapped the ghost in the face with his backhand again, snapping. "Speak human words."

Heavenly Blood stood in front of Shentu Bai Xiao, his face was cold, and he didn't say a word. Shentu Bai Xiao looked at each other and didn't let go.

The Sanssouci Mountain Lord came over and patted Shentu Bai Xiao on the shoulder. "Don't go too far." The pupils of his eyes were staring at the ghosts and the heavenly blood.

The ghost laughed out loud, "What a decent person." He turned and walked off the stage.

Meng Fan took out the bamboo slip in his arms, it was three, and said to the master of Sanssouci Mountain, "I want to challenge him." ”

The ghost turned around and threatened, "Don't die, boy. I'm already in a bad mood. ”

Meng Fan looked at the Sanssouci Mountain Lord, and the Sanssouci Mountain Lord shook his head and said, "Please forgive me for the rules, no." But in the next round, you can challenge him. ”

Meng Fan handed over the Xiao drunk in his arms to the master of Sanssouci Mountain and stood on the stage.

The same person who fought the third battle was Zhigang of Sanshu Temple.

The monk Zhigang walked up to Sendai and said, "Amitabha." He threw in the towel.

Meng Fan knelt down and kowtowed in thanks. The Zhigang monk helped Meng Fan up, left a drop of golden blood in the center of his eyebrows, and turned to step down.