Xuantiao is also a treasure weapon that measures the talent of the five elements, although it is not superior, it can only be cultivated in the realm of soul release.

Hovering over Yang Qiuyu's head for a while, a soft breeze erupted from Yang Qiuyu's dantian.

The sound of hissing and cracking all around came, and a breath came out of Yang Qiuyu's body.

Everyone was shocked and stared, as if they were afraid of missing something.

"Phew"

I only saw a layer of golden light floating beside Yang Qiuyu and on the ground, the light was only two centimeters thick, and the rest of the colors were invisible.

"It's not perfect!"

"Fake golden light, it turned out to be a waste, I'll just say, how can there be a monster beyond perfection in this world, it turns out that his golden spirit root is only half of perfection." A man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks clasped his nose and said disdainfully.

"Alas..."The head of the West Widow House shook his head helplessly, he didn't expect the result to be like this.

His expectant eyes dimmed.

Everyone was in an uproar, "Why is there only one aperture of the Five Elements Talent!" ”

"Yes! Moreover, we believe that the Golden Spirit Root, which has surpassed perfection, is only half of perfection. ”

Everyone watched with disappointment as to see where the talent they had felt before had gone.

"No, that golden light just now made my eyes shine and cry."

"Hey, it turns out to be really a waste, you have to know that the treasure measurement will not be fake, and he is only in the realm of mind control, it is impossible to have the power to seal his five elements talent, unless he reaches the realm of the emperor."

It is true, to reach the emperor realm, it takes at least a thousand years of cultivation, and only that kind of strength can close one's five elements.

There are very few emperors in the realm of the prosperous dynasty, and even the Xue Hou Yan in the realm of a god is a peerless powerhouse of the dynasty.

Some people say that if he cultivates for another hundred years, he may be as powerful as one of the twelve shadows of the Holy Emperor Palace, after all, he easily entered the twenty-four shadows a hundred years ago.

Only Jin Linggen, even the most ordinary immortal cultivation sect will not ask for it, even if you go to the sect as a miscellaneous disciple.

The head of the West Widow House stretched out his hand, put the treasure into his hand, and then patted the storage bag, and the treasure turned into a light and entered the storage bag hanging around his waist.

He glanced at Yang Qiuyu calmly, as if he was about to make up his mind, after all, a person who had just come into contact with cultivation would come to the West Widow Tower to spread the wilderness without knowing the height of the sky.

"Alright, the jousting begins."

At the order of the head of the West Widow Building, everyone paid attention to the field.

Originally, they thought that the head of the West Widow House would kick the boy down, but today all the actions of the head of the house were beyond what they expected.

Lin Xianyu was also a little surprised, she didn't expect that the head of the family would be different from the beginning, usually two realms apart, he would not easily start this at this time, and the white-haired young man in front of him who covered his eyes from time to time was six realms different from her, and she could solve the battle with her hands all the time.

Because she relaxed the battle, at first she saw the vast golden light, she was a little skeptical of life, but after the treasure was verified, she seemed to laugh and cry, and the two moods wandered.

What I want to laugh at is why the boy in front of me is still coveting her beauty like a silly white sweet, and what I want to cry is that she thought Yang Qiuyu was a son of Tianjiao just now, because the golden light emitted just now was too strong, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a little sun.

After the head of the West Widow House gave an order, he jumped up and jumped out of the dueling platform.

There were only her and the white-haired boy on the field.

The white-haired boy didn't have a smile, he has always been very cautious about duels, he wanted to try what kind of strength he didn't rely on his eyes, he had a lot of confidence in his heart, and a few words came out of his mind, that is: definitely not an opponent!

"As for me, I won't bully you, I will press the realm to the stage of mind control with you."

Lin Xianyu didn't want to suppress him with a high realm, because even if a high realm exudes a mental energy, it can make ordinary people crawl on the ground, let alone a teenager who is new to cultivation.

Yang Qiuyu had no words, and the other party in the low realm would undoubtedly lose, because it was not an exaggeration to say that his body was copper-skinned and iron-clad, although it could not be seen from the surface.

As soon as the duel bell rang, the two figures in the dueling arena rushed to each other's positions together, and the low-level competition must touch the body to be injured, but it can condense the mind qi in a certain part of the body.

The girl's fingers were red, it was a red mind, it looked like a layer of hot fluid, and she came with her palms.

Yang Qiuyu came with a fist and rushed over in an instant, and the fists and palms of the two people blended together.

"Hiss"

There was a small touch and they immediately separated, and the people watching the stage could not hear it, compared to an ordinary fist fight.

Yang Qiuyu's face was surprised, the other party's palm was so powerful, and he could even feel the scorching afterglow on the back of his fist.

Lin Xianyu was also really surprised, she didn't expect this white boy's fist to be so hard, if her body was punched, she would definitely break it, thanks to her condensing her thoughts into her palm, what puzzled her was that the tenacity of this young man's body might surpass that of the soul release realm.

"Are you sure you really don't raise your realm?"

Cold words came out of the young man's mouth and slurred and swallowed.

"Little brother is so confident?"

Lin Xianyu said delicately, moving the butterfly flower step, and an instant sound appeared behind Yang Qiuyu, raising the cloud leg and kicking him in the chest.

Yang Qiuyu didn't expect her speed to be so high, just now she was dozens of meters away, and she reached her skills in the blink of an eye, I don't know what kind of chanting tricks the other party has learned.

But he didn't have much room to think about it, his body quickly avoided slanting to the right, and with his left foot was a thousand troops on the side.

Lin Xianyu just kicked him, suffered a big loss, and was just about to land with his foot, but the other foot he was standing on was bent by him, and then he was about to fall down when he stood unsteadily, and she was at a loss for Yang Qiuyu's strange moves.

"Girl, are you alright?"

Lin Xianyu was about to turn around with her hands before she fell, or jump up directly, but she didn't expect the other party's speed to be so fast, she only felt that her legs were numb and crispy and her abdomen was itchy and warm, and a man's voice reached her earlobes softly.

"Hmm~"

She couldn't help but spit out, and then her face flushed and avoided it, otherwise the other party's mouth would have to kiss her earlobe or the side of her face.

"Bang!"

The sound of falling to the ground came, and the people watching all around fell silent, only to see the white-haired young man clapping his hands, "Hurry up if it's okay, the master can't serve you." ”

Lin Xianyu unexpectedly lay on the ground, and was humiliated like this.

She tucked the hair from her forehead behind her ears and quickly stood up, while the white-haired boy silently lowered his head without even looking at her.

She was hit hard by the heart.

Suddenly, a strong hot wind swirled in the field, and the hot wind roared fiercely on Yang Qiuyu's face, the white hair covering his eyes was lifted a lot, and a pair of blood-red eyes flashed and turned brown-black, which was not noticed.

"Don't pretend to be a lady with me, take out all your strength, and don't lie on the ground like a dog."

The white-haired boy still coldly spat out words that hurt his heart.