Even if the ending is known, the competition is still gorgeous.

The cold wind gradually rose, the sleeves of his clothes flew, and Chu Mo's slightly drooping eyes under the attention of everyone were deeply strange, unwilling and a trace of resentment.

It's just that she still doesn't want to admit that she is down now.

But the facts remind her all the time.

In front of her, she was only a young lady at the end of a Kyoto family, and her luxurious clothing and decoration were completely incomparable to her at this moment.

There is an unwritten rule that the Dabi of the sect can participate in the competition in his own costume.

And at the beginning, she was completely crushed.

There seems to be a trace of humility in the bottom of my heart.

Having lost everything she had been, she knew how tricky it was to be a "pseudo" spirit planter, so she coldly pulled her lips and chose to directly release her natal battle spirit, that is, the Dark Butterfly.

That is the source of the future continental disaster.

The shallow eyes stained with mist shallow narrowed slightly, and the deepest cold crimson flashed away.

In the original plot, she is not only the enemy of the heroine in the future, but also the source of the ruin of life on the mainland and the death of all things.

Jiang Wanqing was thinking about the two options in front of her.

It's the choice to turn a blind eye.

Or is it ......

The waves and clouds are treacherous, and the dark butterflies are shocking.

From above the Chu Mo Battle Spirit, the extremely pure dark aura that emerged, even the great powers condensed by the glazed palace had already stood up involuntarily.

The treacherous throbbing and restlessness was the first reaction of almost everyone who watched it, and it deepened the world's yearning and curiosity about the imminent awakening of the mysterious war spirit.

As Chu Mo's opponent, Lu Yan naturally sensed the weirdness and mystery of the Dark Butterfly up close, but there was a trace of absolute strength missing from it.

Don't be afraid.

Thinking like this in his heart, Lu Yi, who had not gained the upper hand with a sword and lightly drawn a spiritual technique sword flower in a few rounds, disdained to sneer, and chose to give up the temptation after making a false move.

Her current strength is the fifth order of the foundation building period.

And Chu Mo is the third order of the foundation building period.

Although the Dark Butterfly of the War Spirit is strange and fast, the butterfly wings are as sharp and unpredictable as blades, and it can even cross two orders to make her fall to the downside.

But not absolutely.

I don't know, the moment I released the power of the "pseudo" spirit planter-

How should you deal with it?

Lu Yi still has a certain degree of confidence in his "master" profession.

As the most unique and noble existence of all professions, the Spirit Planter is not just talking.

And being able to take sides with it, and even to a certain extent, to confuse the real with the fake, is enough for her.

The lip flap was raised silently, and the breath became lighter and lighter, and after a false move, Lu Yu immediately distanced himself from his opponent.

Her eyes closed slightly, and the shadow of a dandel flower reflected in her eyebrows amazed the world.

You must know that the Spirit Planter, as the best in the continent, is not chosen by heaven and cannot be obtained, but as its phantom shadow, if you want to become a "pseudo" Spirit Planter, it is more difficult than other professions.

It is not an exaggeration to describe the efforts that need to be made the day after tomorrow dozens of times, and it is extremely difficult and requires a certain amount of understanding from the final success.

But Lu Yi succeeded, which is also the absolute self-confidence she gained while breaking through herself and overcoming all kinds of obstacles.

And the pride that has existed from beginning to end has never passed away.

Enjoying the surprised and reverent gaze of many people, Lu Yi immediately released the spiritual skills of the spiritual root of the wood that she had comprehended through night and day, which could only be released by the spirit planter.

Although the power of "pseudo" transformation is less than half that of the spirit planter.

But that's enough.

That is, it is a spiritual skill that can be manipulated at will to pour flowers and flowers into bloom for your own use - Wood Spirit Soul Control.

However, with her "pseudo" spirit planter's attainments now or in the future, she can only barely control the former's "grass and trees", and she is still far from comprehending the realm of "pouring flowers".

Unlike the first battle where many people watched it with excitement and felt that they had benefited a lot, Jiang Wanqing couldn't help but yawn after secretly thinking about it.

For Lu Yi, it is as insurmountable as ascending to the sky.

But for her, who has the identity of a "true" spirit planter, plus the unique and transcendent sense of the "flower" Dao heart to nature, it is just a snap of her fingers.

Each spirit planter has his own natal wood "spirit".

Lu Yi's is the "Pu Ying Flower", and Jiang Wanqing herself, because she has never released the special ability of the Spirit Planter to fight and has not awakened, it is not known for the time being.

And she didn't care.

In the quiet shallow eyes without any waves, Chu Mo's extremely embarrassed appearance of falling off the platform and losing was reflected.

In addition, Lu Yumian hid a needle in the smug mockery, and looked down with a very arrogant disdain in the posture of a winner.

Jiang Wanqing spied on the depths of Chu Mo's pupils, who were wrapped in countless seemingly ill-intentioned whispers and indescribable strange eyes, and the dark killing that flashed away.

It's cold and terrifying.

After only a moment of peeping, Jiang Wanqing chose to look away quietly.

What she didn't know, however, was this.

The source of Lu Yi's arrogance and pride, in addition to winning this expected competition, the main goal is to compete with her for Senior Brother Chuan......

I don't know the height of the sky, and the female cultivator named Jiang Wanqing.

Stomping her under her feet and humiliating her is the most important thing!

"If I remember correctly, you...... It should be called Jiang Wanqing, right?

What ever won me with a painting? ”

Lu Yu, who was faintly and partially, seemed to speak lightly inadvertently, but the place where his gaze was condensed naturally drove everyone's attention.

"What if...... will only hide behind Senior Brother Mu.

I'm really disappointed. ”