The little mute's well-behaved appearance is always particularly pleasing, and when Yun Yanchu was about to continue teasing him, the doors of the other rooms in the courtyard opened one after another.

Hua Rong looked at the three people in the courtyard and walked forward indifferently.

He knew that the little mute got up early in the morning to practice, and he also knew that Chu Wanjun had just instructed the little guy.

Glancing at Chu Wanjun sideways, Hua Rong said softly: "It's rare to see you pointing your fingers." ”

As soon as Hua Rong's words came out, Chu Wanjun paused, then looked at the little mute and said, "He is very similar to the little junior sister when he was a child, and the master thinks so too, doesn't he?" ”

Chu Wanjun sketched a smile slightly, and Hua Rong looked down at the little mute, noncommittal.

Chu Wanjun knew that she was right.

The first thing she noticed when she first came out was not the little mute, but the weapon used by the little mute.

It was a spiritual weapon refined by Huarong, and this Zhouxia sword had attracted heavenly thunder when it was refined.

No matter how many people in this sword cultivation immortal realm want it, they can't get it.

Hua Rong gave it to a little mute who had nothing to do with him and couldn't cultivate yet.

Chu Wanjun didn't think that his master would be kind, and there were always some other factors.

"Senior sister is really up early as always."

Mo Zhifan stretched his waist and walked out of the house, and before anyone arrived, the sound had already reached everyone's ears.

Shen Nanzhou and Wei Siyou, who were walking behind him, both set their eyes on Hua Rong and Chu Wanjun.

Xu Zhengdu also silently closed the door and stepped forward.

"It's like you, waking up so late." Chu Wanjun looked at her chest with her hands around her chest and quipped.

"Senior sister is wronged, the three of us can practice all night last night, no, I almost forgot the time." Mo Zhifan hurriedly waved his hand to argue, and his face showed a look of grievance.

"Oh......?" Chu Wanjun raised her eyebrows, her eyes meaningful.

Yun Yanchu and the little mute were watching the play on one side.

Seeing this, Hua Rong raised his hand and coughed lightly: "Okay, if you don't go over, I'm afraid everyone is waiting for us." ”

As soon as Hua Rong's words came out, everyone also remembered today's business.

The second round of the competition was about to start this morning, but the city lord Wen Manchuan did not give anyone a thorough question.

The only news I know is that this second round of competition will be screened from 300 teams to 50 teams.

And the rewards are also much more generous than the first round.

The winners of the second round will be rewarded with 5,000 spirit stones.

Compared to these, the most generous thing in the Apocalypse Sword Midtown is to prepare a Heavenly Lei Dan for the winner of the first place in the second round.

When breaking through the Tribulation, it can reduce the damage caused by the Thunder Tribulation.

Tianlei Dan is extremely precious, although it is a six-pin pill, no one dares to practice this pill.

With this elixir, it means that the success rate of the next breakthrough will be higher, which is a great temptation for everyone.

When Qianming and his party came to the scene, the number of people at the scene was much smaller.

Compared to the first round, tens of thousands of sects plus the participation of the children of the family.

In the second round, only 300 sects participated.

Even so, there were more than 2,000 people in this square.

Huarong's group is not the slowest, there is another sect after them, but there are only three people.

There is no so-called substitute in the sect competition, and the first team died in the last round, and how many are left to continue in the next round of the competition.

Maybe a team of six people will end up with no survivors.

The big competition of Xianmen is a big gamble in itself.

The last team was registered, and the disciples guarding the door also rang the drum bell on one side.

As the drum bells rang, the whole square boiled.

More than a dozen figures walked slowly from the side of the square.

Four young men dressed in different costumes walked ahead, followed by five people each.

Seeing a group of people walking to the high platform, without waiting for Wen Manchuan to speak, everyone was silent, and silently looked at the high platform.

Wen Manchuan stood in front, and twenty-four young people stood behind Wen Manchuan in unison.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this second round is the Beast Tide Fantasy Realm, in the Illusion Realm, you will fight with the demon beasts for three days, and the final result will be based on the beast core.

The count of the beast core, from the level of the demon beast, since the foundation is built, each higher order will be doubled above the five points of the foundation, this fantasy realm does not have Yu Jue to save his life, I hope you take care. ”

Wen Manchuan's still calm tone made everyone feel creepy, without a talisman token, he fought with the demon beast for three days.

But if there is a mistake, you will be buried in the mouth of the beast.

This is hundreds of times more cruel than the Immortal Mansion that has a way out.

Hua Rong listened to the rules introduced by Wen Manchuan and couldn't help frowning.

"Master, is it a little too ......" Chu Wanjun wanted to speak and stopped, obviously feeling that this competition was too cruel.

"Wen Manchuan, this guy, I'm afraid that he has something else hidden in it, you only need to take care of your life on this trip, and the rest will be talked about when you come out."

Hua Rong turned his head to look at the group of disciples behind him, his gaze fell on Yun Yanchu for a second, and then quickly retracted.

Wen Manchuan's second round of competition was really weird, and the originally quiet square gradually sounded like discussions.

Wen Manchuan didn't stop it, and after giving everyone a short discussion time, Wen Manchuan spoke again.

"This illusion, the six chief disciples sent by each of the four major academies will set up a formation for you, among the ten thousand beasts in the illusion, there are twenty-four tokens to break the illusion, each token can break the illusion once, and the passage is limited to six people."

Wen Manchuan spoke again, and the introduction of the rules as if panting made everyone breathe.

But I was nervous because of the only twenty-four Broken Mirror Tokens.

Three hundred people snatched twenty-four tokens in the beast tide, and they were hidden among the demon beasts.

This probability is too low.

There were waves of discussion in the square, but Yun Yanchu thoughtfully raised his hand and touched his chin.

It may be hell mode for others, but she ...... There are infrared night vision goggles.

It's just that there are many people, and whether they can be used is another matter.

Yun Yanchu's thinking appearance fell into Chu Wanjun's eyes, she reached out and pinched Yun Yanchu's face, and said gently: "Little junior sister will follow senior sister when she goes in, with senior sister here, you will not let the demon beast get close to you." ”

"Senior sister, it's not a good thing to blindly protect."

Hearing Chu Wanjun's words, Wei Siyou said disapprovingly.

In the next second, Chu Wanjun suddenly attacked with a brain meltdown.

Wei Siyou covered his head and raised his eyes slightly, and saw Chu Wanjun turn to look at him with his hands on his chest, "You are the same, follow Zhifan when the time comes." ”

When Chu Wanjun put on the posture of her senior sister, everyone was stunned.

Even Wei Siyou didn't dare to refute, and silently shut up and looked at Mo Zhifan.

Then he crashed into Mo Zhifan's eyes full of smiles.

"Let you lie to me, your status has dropped significantly." Mo Zhifan chuckled and teased.

Wei Siyou: ......

I want to beat it, but I can't beat it too much, and I can't poison it.

When Yun Yan first heard Mo Zhifan's words, he couldn't help but cast his eyes with some doubts.

When did Wei Siyou deceive Mo Zhifan?