[Hey, why hasn't the rating of her physique and mental strength risen? ] Or f? Her strength, I feel like it's comparable to S. 】

[Exaggerate, you say her strength, there is a I admit, you say s?? Fart. 】

[It is estimated that the big guy thinks that cultivation is more important, and it is useless to have any level......]

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Everyone was silent when they heard this.

They seem to be used to measuring a person's strength by rank, but they don't know that in the eyes of the big guy, it is a waste of time to test the level.

Is this the difference between a big guy and a salted fish?

Now many people are gritting their teeth, looking at Ye Qianxing because another ten days have passed, Ye Qianxing has climbed to the sixth.

In the whole venue, there are only six people left.

Now it is only necessary to eliminate the last person, and the top five places will be determined.

Everyone's hearts tugged at each other, wanting to see who was the last one to be eliminated.

And Ye Qianxing looked at the rain foam floating above his head, and the thin food rain was floating on his body, bringing a burst of coolness.

She only felt dizzy in front of her, and a prosperous palace suddenly appeared in front of her.

In this ethereal fairy palace, it stands at the top of the entire immortal mountain, highlighting its status.

A hint of joy flashed on Ye Qianxing's face.

This......

This turned out to be the palace of the Immortal Venerable.

Is Xianzun here?

Ye Qianxing quickly ran forward two steps, pushed open the door of the palace, and the thousands of rays of light passed through behind her and sprinkled into the hall.

Behind the dragon-carved pillars, light gauze mist.

There was a voice as pure as the snow and water of the Tianshan Mountains, and the voice was so clear and cold that it made people feel comfortable all over.

But listening to Ye Qianxing's ears made her heart hot.

"Star, come here."

It's really the voice of the Immortal Venerable.

Ye Qianxing hurriedly rushed over and lifted the curtain.

"Immortal Venerable?" The always cold eyebrows and eyes have provoked joy and temperature, as well as a hint of the delicate nature of a little daughter.

Raised his head and looked at the beautiful face, the fairy-like temperament, the scenery and the moon, like a god.

It's the immortal who thinks about it day and night.

"Immortal Venerable?" Ye Qianxing squatted on Xianzun's lap, like the most well-behaved child.

"Huh?" The slender palm touched the top of Ye Qianxing's head, and Ye Qianxing instantly squinted.

"Immortal Venerable, why are you here?" Ye Qianxing didn't forget that he was competing.

"There's something I forgot to tell you."

Immortal Venerable's peaceful face suddenly had a hint of strength, and he pinched Ye Qianxing's chin, raised it, and looked directly at his gaze.

The eyes that have always been warm have a trace of depth and longing.

Ye Qianxing's heart was beating wildly, but it slowly stopped.

The voice was no longer joyful.

"What do you want to tell me?"

Xianzun didn't call anymore.

"This seat...... I've admired you for ......" for a long time.

But before he finished speaking, he looked down at the long sword on his chest in disbelief, there was no blood dripping out there, it looked very weird, the illusion in front of him suddenly collapsed, and Ye Qianxing's face was cold and terrifying.

The exquisitely arranged palace gradually disappeared, and the eyes were swallowed by this black, and it was a ruined wall.

It's discarded building materials, and hands that are almost pinched to their necks.

Ye Qianxing did not hesitate, dodged, and Yusi was thrown onto the enemy on the opposite side under her spin.

It's just that the small rain thread, I don't know when, actually condensed into a trace of ice needles, with a fierce aura, and directly shot the other party into a sieve.

The figure slowly dissipated.