From doubt, to shock, when the Spirit Void True Monarch really saw the phantom shadow that appeared behind Li Muyu, an extremely incredible sense of distortion filled the heart of the Spirit Void True Monarch almost instantly.

"He's obviously just a demon, why would it be difficult to use the witch clan's psychic technique, this person's heel is subordinate to the witch clan"

It seemed to be a ridiculous thing like a fantasy that was challenging the common sense of cultivation for many years, and almost without thinking, the Spirit Void True Monarch directly identified Li Muyu's "extraordinary background", but he didn't forget to ask the Ziyang Divine Monarch on the side.

"Li Muyu once saved the daughter of Emperor Yan of the Wu clan."

The tone was still indifferent, and the Lingxu True Monarch was slightly stunned in his heart after hearing the sound of the Ziyang Divine Monarch, although he was still puzzled, but for the explanation of the Ziyang Divine Monarch, the Lingxu True Monarch did not continue to ask.

"I didn't expect that Emperor Yan would be so generous, and he was willing to teach the secret skills of the Wu clan to a foreigner, which is really completely unreasonable."

After listening to the Spirit Domain True Monarch's rather puzzled words, the Purple Sun Divine Monarch did not continue to answer the words of the Spirit Void True Monarch, but just looked at the light curtain in front of him with a calm expression, as if he had already known about it.

It's just that

The eyes behind the black gauze stared at the woman's phantom behind Li Muyu for a moment, although her expression was quiet, but when the Ziyang Divine Monarch looked at the phantom, her dark purple pupils shrank invisibly. Like a surging thunder hidden behind a dark cloud, even if it was hidden deeply, the vibration inside was far beyond the composure in the heart of the Purple Sun Divine Monarch.

"Could it be that Emperor Yan really taught him spiritism?"

After this thought rose in his heart, the Purple Sun Divine Monarch quickly denied it. After all, in recent years, the contact between Heavenly Court and the Wu Clan has also been frequent, so the importance of psychic techniques to the Wu Clan is naturally clear in the heart of the Ziyang Divine Monarch.

Although it is not ruled out that Emperor Yan would really teach Li Muyu the psychic technique without authorization because Li Muyu had saved the relationship between the female baby. However, according to Ziyang Shenjun's understanding, cultivating the Psychic Technique requires extremely high personal talent, and even among the Wu Clan, few people can successfully cultivate this technique. Even Emperor Yan, the patriarch of the Wu clan, doesn't seem to be proficient in psychic techniques.

"Why the hell?"

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At this moment, unlike the questions that flashed in the hearts of the two examiners, Li Muyu, who was in the middle of the wind and snow, was completely covered in a thick layer of snow all over his body at this time. Whether it is Ruoshuiqin or the dragon tail swinging under him, without exception, he, the "snowman", was tightly covered by the heavy snow he summoned in the end.

"I didn't expect the power of psychic to be so strong"

After brushing off the snow on his body, Li Muyu instead put away the dragon tail under his body and returned into his original Hebo human appearance.

"Poof"

Just when Li Muyu was slightly stunned, suddenly, the snowflakes splashed, and the barrier of the enchantment that was originally shrouded in Li Muyu's body suddenly shook, and just when Li Muyu came back to his senses, as soon as he turned around, he suddenly found that the phantom of the Snow God that was originally suspended behind him turned into a cloud of wind and snow and dissipated into the sky.

"Is it time?"

Looking at the abruptly aggravated snowflakes, he raised his hand, and in the end, Li Muyu still did not stretch out his hand from the enchantment, but suddenly rose into the air, broke through the wind and snow, and fell in an extremely thick layer of frost-colored snow clouds.

"When the competition is over, let's stop this heavy snowfall."

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With the howling cold wind, Li Muyu's chaotic thoughts couldn't help but stop, looking at the snow under the clouds, touching the clouds under him, unconsciously, a sense of extremely quiet and far-reaching leisure, gradually, the complicated miscellaneous thoughts in Li Muyu's heart were soothed.

"It's another turnaround"

Looking at the scene on the light curtain, for a while, the mouth of the Hundred Flowers Fairy didn't know whether to open or close, and Mobei and Yanrong on the side were completely dumbfounded and shocked, as if everything that happened in front of them was completely beyond the scope of their understanding, and it was simply a "Arabian Nights" existence.

"What kind of magic power is this, why does Li Muyu have a virtual image of a woman behind him, it is a spell of Jizhou's soul sacrifice practice, but why, that phantom has the breath of a god on his body, it is not like an ordinary divine soul Li Muyu casts what kind of spell is it?"

A series of questions washed over and over every nerve in Mobei's brain. Looking at Li Muyu's miraculous powers, Mobei, who has always been known as a "know-it-all" among several people, has a rare desire for knowledge at this moment, and he can't even suppress it. Now he really can't wait to break into the space where Li Muyu is, and directly pull Li Muyu to ask him clearly.

"I'm also very curious about how Li Muyu did it, and his snowfall technique, the limelight can be said to completely overshadow everyone present. Even the Beiyuan Sea God, his Ten Thousand Miles of Ice Sealing Technique, in front of the orthodox snowfall technique performed by Li Muyu, seemed to be a side-by-side way, and he was powerless. ”

His eyes were shining and his eyes were burning, and he was also Yan Rong who had watched Li Muyu's entire assessment process, and for some reason, a sense of empathetic excitement was like a flame, constantly burning in his chest. It's as if the flames on the lava mountain burn even more violently in the cold winter.

"Hahahaha, it's not a loss, it's not a loss, it's a person I'm optimistic about, even if the cultivation is low, how can I still win beauty"

Eight white teeth were clearly exposed, and the corners of his mouth were smiling, as if the winner of this time was the Hundred Flowers Fairy herself, and a kind of empathetic joy almost overflowed from the eyes of the Hundred Flowers Fairy.