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Burst!

A mistlet of blood spread through a dull explosion, and then a smell of blood wafted in.

Ling Xiaoye wiped his nose with his fingers before exhaling a breath of turbidity.

Originally, he didn't want this person to die, but on this competition platform, before Agula and Gao Changfeng regained their strength, he had better do what these masters said.

Thinking about it this way, the guilt in his heart was alleviated a lot.

The handsome Old Monster Yu paced back and forth two steps at this time, and said, "Well, since that Illusory God Realm martial artist chose to blow himself up, it will be regarded as automatically giving up the choice of living. This one, you kid, won by luck again. ”

From this old man's point of view, Ling Xiaoye's victory was not because of Ling's strength, but because the mentality of this big man was too bad, and he didn't stick to the end, so he gave up on himself, and it was useless to keep it.

However, at this time, Old Ghost Pan rolled his eyes and thought about something, he faintly felt that Ling Xiaoye was extraordinary. But all of a sudden, I couldn't say what was wrong. I can't see that Ling Xiaoye's specific exercises.

After thinking for a while, Old Ghost Pan said to the old monster: "Old Monster Yu, discuss something with you." ”

"What's the matter?"

"Can you give this kid to me? I want to spare him a little life, and then study him slowly!"

Old Ghost Pan did not hide his true thoughts, and told them all.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to want to fight this little ghost too!"

"Why? Don't you want to give?"

"Didn't you want that little girl before?"

......

While the two were talking and laughing, they teleported Ling Xiaoye back into the half-opened cocoon, of course, this time, Ling Xiaoye was still awake to watch the next game.

The next game was the Elder Yue of the Outer Hall of the Rain Soul Hall that Ling Xiaoye came into contact with a few days ago!

This Elder Yue was playing against a late-stage powerhouse of the Illusory God Realm from the Outer Continent.

Elder Yue pulled out a strange abacus-style magic weapon and began to brew an offensive.

The opponent in the late stage of the Illusory God Realm was also holding a long knife that exuded a cold aura, staring at him.

The old ghost Pan on the side, with a little more excitement on his face, said, "Finally, I don't have to look at that kind of low-level competition in the Wheel of Life Realm!"

In that cocoon, Ling Xiaoye secretly transmitted the sound to the two wandering spirits, Agula and Gao Changfeng, while the two masters were watching the competition, to see if they had recovered to their original level.

Agugula replied, "Three or four days if it's fast, or ten days if it's slow." ”

"I'm afraid I can't wait so long!"

"Afraid of what?"

"Those two masters, at least in the late stage of the Spirit Realm, maybe they are in the Concentration Realm!"

"Oh, that's a little tricky. ”

Agugula spoke, pausing for a moment before asking, "How many Beneficial Divine Fruits do you still have?"

"Yishen Fruit?"

Ling Xiaoye woke up like a dream, the Yishen Fruit gave Su Mengyu one last time, and used it for alchemy. He didn't pay attention to how many were left, but there were definitely some more.

"And how many do you need?"

"Use as much as you want!"

"Okay, but I can't move now, my mind is very restricted, you hide your body, and then sneak into the Qiankun bag, and absorb whatever you find!

Ling Xiaoye said this briefly, and then stopped transmitting the sound.

Because he saw the old monster, he seemed to look in his direction.

Now, if these two masters find out that they have two geistes on their bodies, or things like the Purple Cloud Marten and the Stone Man, then the end will definitely be miserable.

Ling Xiaoye suddenly stopped transmitting the sound, making Agula and Gao Changfeng both alert.

The current situation of these two wandering spirits is not necessarily much better than Ling Xiaoye.

On the floating holy island, the two of them were sealed for no reason, as if time had stopped, and they couldn't remember what happened there.

After they came out of the floating holy island, the two of them felt exhausted.

The geist body can feel tired, which means that the suppression is not ordinarily small.

Therefore, these two geists have not said much to Ling Xiaoye, and they are also recovering the power of the geist little by little.

They didn't dare to go out rashly now, for fear that those two masters would make a move on Ling Xiaoye.

The current Ling Xiaoye's eyes were attracted by the Rain Soul Hall Elder.

I always thought that this elder's cultivation was not very high, and his strength was just average. But this Elder Yue's move was extremely ruthless and aggressive, and he actually forced that opponent into a desperate situation.

Ling Xiaoye secretly sighed: It turns out that this Elder Yue is really capable!

Of course, this is only a superficial thing, Ling Xiaoye knows that this person's heart is definitely the same as the moves performed by this person, ruthless!

From the moment this person began to invite himself and Su Mengyu to participate in the assassination operation, Ling Xiaoye had long realized that this person's purpose was not pure, and when Ling reached the goal, he realized that this person had let himself and Su Mengyu and others be sent to death as cannon fodder.

Morally, Ling Xiaoye hoped that this Elder Yue would die at the hands of the foreign mainland martial artist on the stage, but in reality, Ling Xiaoye hoped that he could meet this Elder Yue and then shoot this person to death.

Sure enough, as Ling Xiaoye expected, before the time for a cup of tea, Elder Yue on the stage casually threw out an abacus-like magic weapon, and then those beads stabbed this opponent from all directions like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers.

In the end, the opponent was defeated and died with hatred. Elder Yue won this competition, and when Ling Xiaoye saw the smug look on Elder Yue's face, he couldn't help but feel disgusted, and said in a cold voice:

"You'd better not run into me!"

After this competition ended, Yu Lao Monster on the side teleported Elder Yue away, and teleported the two martial artists to the stage.

Unexpectedly, in this game, it was Su Mengyu!

Fortunately, this old monster deliberately arranged Su Mengyu's opponent, who was a martial artist in the early stage of the Illusion God Realm.

This made Ling Xiaoye's suddenly worried heart relax a lot at once.

Sure enough, Su Mengyu disposed of the martial artist in three moves, which made the old ghost Pan smile and said: "Yes, this female doll disciple is really good, Yu Lao Wei, you remember to leave this little female baby!"

Old Monster Yu didn't respond, just waved his hand and teleported Su Mengyu away.

And Ling Xiaoye could only stare dryly, because he originally wanted to transmit the sound to Su Mengyu, but this Old Monster didn't give him much time to do so.

In desperation, Ling Xiaoye had no choice but to continue to watch the next competition.