"You're an eighth-order alchemist? Why am I so unbelieving? ”

In Jin Yuanzi's opinion, the little girl in front of her was so young, even if she was an alchemist, she would be a fourth-order alchemist.

Still an eighth-order alchemist?

Do you know what kind of existence an eighth-order alchemist is?

If you want to deceive the old man, you young people are still a little tender.

"Don't you believe it, old man? So what do you see what this is? ”

Gusu Qingqing saw that Jin Yuanzi didn't believe it, so he took out an eighth-order pill recorded in the "Secret Book of Pills" that he had refined in Yaowang Mountain.

When Gu Su Qingqing took out this elixir, Jin Yuanzi's eyes stared at this elixir.

"What are you...... Quenching Pill! ”

The Quenching Pill is an eighth-order pill that can only be refined by an eighth-order alchemist.

Moreover, looking at the breath on this elixir, it is also the little girl named Gusu Qingqing in front of him.

Could it be that this quenching pill was really refined by her.

Is she really an eighth-order alchemist?

"Today, the old man ran into you freak, and the old man admitted it! But the old man doesn't believe that you are all freaks, that little girl, you wait for the old man, tomorrow, the old man's disciples will naturally eliminate you. ”

Seeing that Gu Su Qingqing was really an eighth-order alchemist, Jin Yuanzi had already retreated, but he still didn't forget to let go of his cruel words.

"What if I'm a freak, old man?"

Sun Yue performed the Yihua technique, changing his cultivation aura to that of his father, the Demon Wolf King Sun Can, and then released it.

Jin Yuanzi felt Sun Yue's breath

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After that, my jaw was almost shocked.

"! This is the demigod aura of the ninth order and the ninth level of peak cultivation or above! What the fuck are these freaks! ”

Demigod cultivation!

There aren't many on the mainland!

Even the president of the Array Mage Association doesn't have a demigod cultivation!

Can't be provoked, can't be provoked!

Slipped!

"What! Fu Yao, Uncle Shi still has something to do, so let's go first, you can talk to your friends! ”

After speaking, Jin Yuanzi smeared oil on the soles of his feet and slipped away.

"Sister Sun Yue, who are you?"

Fu Yao remembered that Sun Yue's cultivation should have been around the eighth order, but now how did he suddenly become a demigod-level aura.

"Oh! This one! It is one of my secret techniques that can imitate the breath of people I have seen, including the breath of cultivation. ”

Sun Yue explained to Fu Yao.

But this explanation, Fuyao was even more surprised.

"Sister Sun Yue, have you really seen a demigod-level cultivator?"

Fu Yao asked in disbelief.

Sun Yue nodded and said, "I've seen a few, like the old patriarch of Gusu, my father the Demon Wolf King, and the Phoenix King of the Phoenix Clan, they are all demigod-level cultivators. ”

"What? Sister Sun Yue, your father is a demigod-level cultivator? ”

Fu Yao was very surprised, what did it mean for her to be a real demigod-level cultivator!

"Yes! What's wrong? ”

Sun Yue replied very plainly.

She has seen more demigod-level cultivators, and there are countless ninth-order cultivators, so it's early

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It's not surprising.

"It's okay, I should have thought of it a long time ago, Sister Sun Yue's talent is so strong, and she is the inheritor of the artifact, your father's strength will definitely not be weak."

"Okay, Sister Sun Yue, everyone, I'll go back first."

After Fu Yao said goodbye to Sun Yue and his party, she went to find her uncle Jin Yuanzi.

Because there was a ring match on the second day, all the contestants rested in the open space outside the ring.

Sun Yue: The same is true for them.

There was no word all night, and the time soon came to the next day.

"The second round of the fourth ring of the T-ring, the rules of the second round of the competition."

"The rules of the game are based on the time trial point elimination system, that is, one hundred and fifty people in each group, two by two, one point for winning, no points for a draw, one point for a loss, one point for each game, and finally seventy-five people with more points in each ring enter the third round of the game!"

"Now the first game of the fourth T-shaped ring begins, and Sun Yue of the Demon Wolf Clan will fight against the formation mage Ling Yuanzi!"

After the referee read out the rules of the game, Sun Yue and Ling Yuanzi both stepped into the ring.

"I knew that your demigod-level cultivation was fake, although I don't know how you did it, but fake is still fake after all!"

As soon as Ling Yuanzi stepped into the ring, he immediately discovered that Sun Yue's cultivation was only an eighth-order sixth-order, and he didn't even have a ninth-order cultivation at all, let alone a demigod-level cultivation.

"What if you don't have a demigod-level cultivator? To deal with you, my current cultivation is enough! ”

Sun Yue smiled indifferently, as if he didn't care that the other party had seen through his disguise.

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