Early in the morning of the second day, Fang Yan got up early and adjusted his state slightly.

After looking inside, he found that half of the spiritual power in his body had recovered, and he began to sigh that being a fierce beast was good and bad, and the good thing was naturally that the spiritual power in his body was abundant.

The disadvantage is also obvious, human beings only need a few pills for a little breathing, and it took her a whole night to rest, and she only recovered half of her spiritual power, which is because of her special physique.

Why do you say that, the first few dragon tribulations were not in vain, and the improved root bones, at least in terms of recovering their physique, are still rapid and abnormal, dozens of times more than ordinary demon beasts and humans.

However, due to the huge size, no matter how fast the speed is, it can't withstand the size and the vast capacity of the Qi Sea!

Use one's noodle......

It's still the preparation area, it's still the ring, and the dialect gnaws on the spiritual fruit to replenish the spiritual power, waiting to play.

After the dozen or so spirit fruits are gnawed, the kernels are collected, and they may be able to be brought back to the mountains for planting in the future, so don't waste them. That's a stupid thing that humans do, monsters generally cherish food, and as a strange among monsters, dialects are the best among them, and there are a large orchard and medicine shops in the territory.

Many disciples around looked at this maverick snake demon with their eyes, shaking their heads and being speechless, the current war, and still have the heart to eat the fruit, a leisurely appearance, originally wanted to secretly complain a few words, but thinking of the strength of the snake demon, many disciples wisely chose to shut up, the snake demon has strength, and naturally has capricious capital.

Eating the fruit by herself, she didn't pay attention to the eyes around her, otherwise she would mistakenly think that others wanted to share the fruit.

If you want snakes to share food, dream about it!

"Hiccup~!"

Fang Yan burped without any image, and was about to take out a cigarette stick to smash it twice, looked at the dense crowd on the left and right, and thought about it.

Perhaps because she couldn't stand the maverick of dialects, a certain merger elder called her name.

"The true transmission of the Daozang Peak of the Qing Ying Sword Sect, dialects, battles, the true transmission of the Three Talents Hall of the Yanxing Sect, Xu Hui."

Fang Yan stood in the ring, looked up, yo roar, it's quite a coincidence!

Hello, Second Brother!

That's right, the opponent is the second brother who threatens to be careful with his tongue and asks for more blessings.

What a coincidence!

The second middle brother, Xu Hui, looked at the dialect arrogantly, and said, "Snake demon, if you can persist in being undefeated, even if you win, how about it?" ”

The dialect asked incredulously, "Are you sure?" ”

There are still such good things in the world......

It's just ten seconds, it's not easy, and Shadow Langhui can easily do it.

Xu Hui nodded and said, "That's nature." ”

Fang Yan turned his head and glanced at the judging elder, and said, "You heard it, he said it himself, and you can look at it now when the time comes." ”

The adjudicator coughed dryly and said with a calm face, "Continue the game." ”

Fang Yan took out his light flying sword, saluted, and then reminded, "Here we go." ”

After the shadow wave returned, the scene was full of cyan figures in dialects, Xu Hui couldn't figure out which was the true body of dialects for a while, shook his head in annoyance, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and he flicked his sleeves very casually, and suddenly a giant snake with a black body jumped out, and it grew into the wind, and instantly turned into a big python that reached the sky.

The giant python's head was huge, and he looked coldly at the dialect that stopped using the shadow wave to stand in place and had a shocked face, and sucked it suddenly, and suddenly an unimaginable huge suction force suddenly appeared.

The suction is extremely strange, and it only targets one dialect.

Seeing this scene, many disciples watching the battle talked about it, and it was the first time that someone had used a spirit pet so far.

"Snake demon against snake demon, plus a disciple of the Derivative Star Sect, it's just two to one!"

"Senior Sister Snake Demon, why is she stunned!"

“……”

Fang Yan was stunned in place, and a sadness inexplicably rose in his heart, how similar the black snake's encounter was to her in the past.

Shaking her head, she shook her head, and the sad emotions that inexplicably appeared in her mind, she knew that the remnants of the soul of her predecessor had come out again.

It's a pity that this emotion can't be dissipated, the dialect roars in his heart, and his face looks hideous.

"What does it matter to you to live and die of your kind? You're dead, you're dead, you're dead......"

"Roar!"

Fang Yan had a headache and let out a roar like a dragon's groan, and the black snake was suppressed by this sudden burst of coercion, and lay on the ground, the breath from the superior creature made it dare not move. Fang Yan pounced regardless of it, and began to use the sword qi sword gang to draw inscriptions around the prohibition, wanting to trap one person and one snake first.

On the other side, in order to gain time for the prohibition of painting inscriptions, the small ring was surging and full of clouds and mist.

Wind blades, wind thunder, sky thunder, rain arrows, rain needles, water snakes and other means emerge in endlessly.

Xu Hui glanced at Fang Yan arrogantly, sneered, and looked down on this snake demon in his heart, who knew that his face changed in the next moment, and the wind, rain, thunder and lightning in the sky generated various means to resist the enemy, making him tired of coping, but the snake demon was still waving his sword qi around, not knowing what he was doing.

The sword qi turned into an inscription prohibition, staying around, like a cage.

The audience under the ring was shocked by the scene in front of them, they had never seen such a means of fighting the enemy, and they were silent for a while, their eyes were firmly fixed on the ring, afraid of missing every little detail.

The judging elder of the merger period squinted his eyes and said in a low voice, "Inscription, trapped words." ”

After a while, the dialect inscription prohibition was completed, and he concentrated on mobilizing the wind, rain, thunder and lightning generated by his natural supernatural power to bombard Xu Hui who was trapped in the formation.

"Hiss~!"

"It's terrifying, the one from the Derivative Star Sect is estimated to be enough."

"Huh? Is this a lost contract? It depends on whether this snake demon junior sister of the Blue Shadow Sword Sect will show mercy. ”

"It's okay to admit defeat, don't you say it's good to ...... ten breaths"

The spectator seat suddenly erupted into a burst of discussion, which reversed the quiet polarity just now.

Xu Hui, who was trapped in the formation, gritted his teeth, he didn't want to admit defeat, but now that the general trend has gone, he will not admit defeat again, according to the current situation, it is estimated that he will be carried down to recuperate after the end of the game for a while, and then he will lose face, and he has no choice but to weigh the pros and cons and admit defeat.

"The ten-breath time has passed, Xu Hui keeps his promise and admits defeat."

There was a coax, and the spectator seat once again set off a noise of discussion.

"It's embarrassing......"

"How do you know he's not back?"

“……”

The Elder of the Merge Period glanced at Fang Yan and said coldly: "After receiving the supernatural power, he has already admitted defeat." ”

Fang Yan's temper came up, and as soon as he wanted to ignore it, he heard the voice of Master Zheng Yin in his mind.

"In vain, count it~! Don't make trouble, it's chaotic outside~! Don't provoke them, make enemies for the sect for no reason, and the battle of will is unacceptable. ”

Fang Yan's mind cleared up a little, and he barely suppressed the remnants of the soul of his predecessor and regained control of his body.

"Since I admit defeat, let you go."