The next day, the group of immortals began to fight for the mountains and rivers of the society.

On this day, there were many decorations walking towards the venue of the group of immortals, among which there were many immortal heirs and the new seven masters.

For the immortals, the mountains and rivers are too attractive.

Yin Wushuang supported his sore waist, and was dragged to the audience by Jun Shangxi, and watched him perform in the name of beauty.

Because of the particularity of the group of immortals, everyone can only use the armor and weapons provided by the Zhuxian Palace when they come to power.

The first one to come to the stage was a male cultivator among the new seven masters, the one who cultivated during the Mahayana period and was once thrown away by the monarch's evil spirit.

Qiu Jing came to the stage and said lazily: "Please give me advice." ”

Seeing that the opponent was Qiu Jing, and his cultivation was still lower than him, this male cultivator snorted coldly, his face was disgusted, and he went up to the fireball technique.

The rules of the competition of the immortals are that only the most basic spells of gold, wood, water, fire and earth are allowed.

Qiu Jing was not in a hurry and opened the water curtain.

She knew that her foundation was inferior to others, so she followed closely with the use of earth thorns, and then connected to the golden light array.

In three or two strokes, the male cultivator was eliminated, and he lost in the light of the enemy, and he also lost in the fact that he was not as flexible and fickle as Qiu Jing.

"Concession." Qiu Jing shrugged.

After the male cultivator stepped down, he came up again as the sect master of the Royal Beast Sect, and after a few polite sentences, he took the initiative to attack.

Qiu Jing immediately defended, followed closely by attacking, and without half a pillar of incense, he forced the Sect Master of the Royal Beast Sect to retreat.

In the audience, Yin Wushuang was a little surprised.

Even the Vermilion Bird in the Purple Phoenix Ancient Ring praised: [At least, Qiu Jing is by no means so frivolous on the surface, she is a person who has worked hard. 】

After a few battles, Qiu Jing won unexpectedly, and many people looked at Qiu Jing again, and her foundation was very solid.

There were still a few immortals waiting for the opportunity, and the heaven-shaking immortals looked at the king's evil spirit, and had the idea of retreating in their hearts.

Jun Shangxie didn't come to the venue a few days ago, but he came today, and the meaning is obvious.

Zhu Qingshan is not qualified to participate in the competition because he is from other continents, but the king is different.

If the monarch has an idea about the Shanhe Society, then he really doesn't need to make a move.

On stage, Qiu Jing won ten games in a row, and some of them were unstable.

Yuxu flew on the field, but before he could make a move, Qiu Jing came down by himself and gave up the victory.

Yin Wushuang.

This guy is very thoughtful, and she probably didn't think she could get the Shanhe Society map, so she came to find an opponent to exercise.

Yuxu played, she knew that there was no chance of winning, so she saved time and physical strength and came down directly.

After Yuxu fought a few times, Jun Shangevil came on the field.

Looking at the silver-haired man in front of him, Yuxu somehow, his temples jumped, and he had an ominous premonition.

After Jun Shangyi came to power, he didn't look at Yuxu, he went straight to the venue to find the ink dyeing song, and said in a loud voice: "But it was said that once, the sect master of the Kunlun Sect was drunk, he put down the wine glass, turned around and-"

The calmness on Yuxu's face cracked, and he silently stepped back from the stage.

History is always strikingly similar, and he can't beat the freak of Jun Shangevil anyway!

The audience whispered for a while, and Qiu Jing sat down beside Yin Wushuang, extended cordial greetings to the shameless behavior of the king, and raised his middle finger to express his praise.

After praising the king's evil, Qiu Jing paused, hugged Yin Wushuang, patted Yin Wushuang on the back, and said softly: "There is nothing that can't be passed, a younger brother will change to the future master of the Zhuxian Palace, and he will die." ”

She was comforting Yin Wushuang.

During this time, although she didn't go to Yin Wushuang, she also knew what Yin Wushuang had experienced.

It just so happened that she could also take this opportunity to comfort this junior.