The cold light in Ye Ziqing's eyes converged, staring at Ling Sin, however, Ling Xian didn't care at all, and shouted at the top of his throat. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"The sword is ruthless, since the fight, it is inevitable that there will be life and death, but one party takes the initiative to admit defeat, and the other party must stop unconditionally, hehe, listen well, the most critical thing is coming, if any of you lose, you will have to do a year's handyman in the madman's inn, there is no negotiation, do not agree to get out!"

After Ling Xi finished speaking, he didn't wait for everyone's reaction, and ran to the front of the six big stone jars with a smile, and with a wave of his hand, he took away the spiritual dew inside, and shouted happily.

"Who else?"

Whoa!

Before his voice could fall, the six stone jars were already filled.

"Hua Jia, Hua Feihua, the early stage of Mingxin!"

Ling Xi remembered it and took Linglu away.

"Penglai Immortal Island, Leng Hao, the early stage of Mingxin!"

"Yin Yang Sect, Yang Guan, the early stage of Mingxin!"

"Ten Thousand Ghost Gate, Ghost Impermanence, Early Stage of Mingxin!"

......

Ling Xian became more and more frightened, and in an instant, more than a dozen people issued a challenge, how much evil has this madman inn created, there are so many enemies, and finally, the names of twenty-one people were written in the booklet.

However, Jiang Xiaobai, who had fallen into a state of cultivation in the Madman Inn, didn't know that his hundred-day battle had been scheduled for the twenty-first day.

In the purple void eyes, purple qi surged, and a colored ball of light bloomed with dazzling light, making it impossible to look directly.

"Oops, open it, open it, open it for me!"

There was an angry shout from inside.

Click!

A crisp sound came from the surface of the ball of light.

Bang, the ball of light shattered, the fragments merged into the purple qi, the little martial soul was dressed in purple, stretched his body a little feet high, a pair of big black eyes looked curiously left and right, twitched his nose slightly, and shouted in a milky voice.

"Xiaobai, Xiaobai, I'm hungry!"

"Are you hungry?"

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the little guy in his left eye in shock, should the martial soul be like this?

"Well, I want to eat Panlong tea, five tablets a day, no, ten tablets a day!"

Xiao Wuhun stretched out ten fingers with baby fat and said seriously.

"Panlong tea is not, there is a heavenly spirit fruit here!"

The corners of Jiang Xiaobai's mouth lifted a smile.

"Ahh ”

The little martial soul jumped up and down excitedly. ”

"Hmm, why don't you come out!"

"I'm a martial soul now, I can't go out casually, I will be sensed, that's not good!"

Xiao Wuhun bit his fingers and said with a look of grievance.

"Hehe, I can't give you the spirit fruit for nothing, right?"

"A Heavenly Spirit Fruit, I can give you a martial monument!"

The little martial spirit stretched out his chubby little hand and handed it to Jiang Xiaobai, on which there was a stone tablet engraved with inscriptions.

"Huh, it's a set of punches!"

Jiang Xiaobai was taken aback.

"Well, this is a Buddhist fist method, Vajra fist, a ground-level advanced exercise!"

"Good!"

A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and with a movement of his heart, he collected the Heavenly Spirit Fruit into the Purple Void Spirit Eyes.

Click, click!

Xiao Wu's eyes lit up.

"Wow, you actually have a fountain of life, it's amazing, hurry up, show me where it is, huh? Sumeru Ring, Xiaobai, what kind of shit luck did you take!"

The little martial soul happily turned in circles, and its beautiful life was coming.

"How do you know everything?"

Jiang Xiaobai opened his eyes, revealing a touch of disbelief, he only gave Xiao Wu Soul a Heavenly Spirit Fruit, and Xiao Wu Soul knew that he had a fountain of life, and he had never found his Sumeru Ring.

"Haha, look at what scares you, I can't see anything in your eyes!"

Xiao Wuhun said cutely.

"Oh, this martial monument?"

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the martial monument with spiritual light in his hand.

"Wow, your Sumeru ring is so big, you can put the martial monument here, ahha, and a big wolf dog!"

In the beast space, the little martial spirit ran and jumped happily, no different from a child.

A gleam flashed in Jiang Xiaobai's eyes, and with a thought, the martial monument in his hand appeared in the Imperial Beast Space.

"I'll settle here in the future, it's all my territory, and I'm in charge of my territory!"

Xiao Wuhun held his hands behind his back, kicked Xiao Hei, who had fallen into a deep sleep, and said a little unhappily.

"The space is empty, it's not fun, Xiaobai, find me some spirit beasts to come in, flowers and plants, I'll dress up here!"

"By the way, why didn't you see the fountain of life, did you?"

The little martial spirit looked up, and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.

"Why did you come in?"

Airplanes!

The figure transformed by Jiang Xiaobai's divine sense appeared in the beast space, staring at the little martial soul fiercely.

Sou!

The little martial spirit rode on his neck and laughed.

"Huh!"

Jiang Xiaobai could actually feel the warmth coming from his neck.

"Because I'm a martial spirit!"

Xiao Wuhun waved his hand domineeringly.

"Okay!"

Jiang Xiaobai glanced at Xiao Hei who was lying on the ground, if he didn't deliberately stop it, these two guys could enter and exit the beast space.

"Hee-hee, Xiaobai, is there another layer on top of that?"

Xiao Wuhun tilted his head and looked at Jiang Xiaobai from one side.

"Oh no, this little guy knows!"

Jiang Xiaobai pretended to shake his head calmly.

"Hmph, little machine spirit, dare to stop me, let's wait and see!"

The little martial soul shouted up dissatisfied.

In the spirit plant space, Panlong Tea trembled violently, protecting the fountain of life around him even tighter.

"Hey......

Jiang Xiaobai saw that Xiao Wusoul was deflated, so he patted him pretending to be comforted.

"Xiaobai, I want to eat the Heavenly Spirit Fruit, I want to eat the Heavenly Spirit Fruit......"

The little martial spirit grabbed his hair and was coquettish with anger.

Knock knock!

The three martial monuments were thrown out like garbage by the little martial spirit.

"Well said, well said!"

Jiang Xiaobai was overjoyed, and with a thought, he picked three Heavenly Spirit Fruits from the Heavenly Spirit Fruit Tree.

Xiao Wuhun was happy, however, Panlong Tea was not calm, and a wisp of dissatisfied spiritual fluctuations spread to him.

"Ten Heavenly Spirit Fruits a day, it's not negotiable, hum!"

"Ugh!"

Jiang Xiaobai realized that Panlong Tea was the instrument spirit of this Sumeru ring, and it must be clear about everything that happened here.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say!"

After he finished speaking, he no longer hesitated, and his divine consciousness withdrew from the Sumeru ring.

"Ahh

He saw the scene in front of him and screamed violently.

"What are you doing?"

He looked at the strange old faces approaching, and looked at himself with burning eyes.

"If you don't wake up again, you will lose this first day of challenge!"

The eyes and nose of the loose people were crooked, if he hadn't found that the divine consciousness on Jiang Xiaobai's body had disappeared, he would have kicked it over.

"Huh, so fast, who am I fighting today?"

Jiang Xiaobai said in a solemn tone, the aura on his body was restrained, like an ordinary teenager, and he couldn't see anything unusual.

"Yejia, Yeziqing!"

Ling Xi read a pamphlet and looked at him and smiled.

Jiang Xiaobai snatched the booklet, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition. (To be continued.) )