Dan Xiu is compared to other combat monks.

It is much weaker in each sect competition.

But they have more than enough pills to support them.

Especially in the Great Dan Sect like the Jin Ding Sect, there are countless types of pills that are refined.

There is no set time for the Zongmen Competition, and even if they consume it, they can consume the opposite side of the test table.

The last Zongmen Competition.

The disciples of the Taixuan Sword Sect and the disciples of the Silent Moon Sword Sect were both defeated, and after barely squeezing into the top four, after resting for a day, they came on the field with injuries, and with a record of 3 to 4, they lost to the disciples of the Jinding Sect in their heyday, becoming the last of the four major sects.

As soon as he saw the disciples of the Jinding Sect on the field, Elder Yin Zheng remembered the fiasco of their sect in the last Dabi.

He sighed for a while, and then told the disciples: "Take a good look at the combat methods of the disciples of the Golden Ding Sect!" ”

The first group of leading disciples of the Jin Ding Sect was Wen Shiyuan.

Jiang Yanlu's gaze fell on the gentle monk on the test platform.

She had never seen Wen Shiyuan fight other monks.

In her impression, Wen Shiyuan has a gentle personality and never makes enemies with others.

Even if it's a fight, it's supposed to be just a kind of fluttering fire at the other party.

Finally, through the accumulation of pills, the opponent is exhausted, and then it is knocked off the test table.

Jiang Yanlu thought so.

Just listen to the steward's "bang" and beat the drum.

"Jin Ding Sect vs. Cangyan Temple, the first competition begins!"

The five monks of the other party's Cangyan Temple have not yet put on an Arhat formation.

Wen Shiyuan suddenly took out a small discarded Lian Dan furnace in his mustard seed bag.

He picked up the alchemy furnace with one hand, swung it in the air of his arm to charge power, and then smashed the alchemy furnace in his hand at the other party.

The monk on the opposite side had just jumped on the shoulders of his fellow disciples.

An alchemy furnace smashed into his bare head.

There was a loud bang and a loud bang, surrounding the East Peak.

Monk Xiu's eyes darkened, and the huge impact smashed him off the shoulders of his fellow disciples.

Wen Shiyuan took out an alchemy furnace without any image, and rushed towards the enemy formation with the alchemy furnace in his arms, shouting loudly: "Senior brothers, rush!" ”

"Rush, !!"

The four fellow disciples behind him held the alchemy furnace at the same time and smashed the brains of the disciples of Cangyan Temple.

The scene was chaotic.

Jiang Yanlu: "........."

The filter is sparse.

Ke Tang couldn't squeeze next to Jiang Yanlu, so he sat in the back row of her.

Seeing Jiang Yanlu's rare stunned expression, his upper body leaned forward, lying next to Jiang Yanlu, and said:

"Ever since they scooped out the seawater from the ship with the alchemy furnace on the surface of the endless sea, they have unlocked the new skills of the alchemy furnace."

"In this sect competition, they relied on this way to get promoted all the way."

"And Brother Wen, since he came to Kunlun Palace, his whole person has become more and more outrageous, I heard that he was stimulated by their sect master, but we don't know how it was stimulated."

Jiang Yanlu: "...... Just win it. ”

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Thirteen into seven sect competition, Kunlun Palace bye.

There were six groups of the remaining twelve sects, and they were divided into three days.

One group competes in the morning and afternoon.

Elder Yin Zheng's luck was as steady as ever.

The competition between the Taixuan Sword Sect and the Huayin Sect was on the afternoon of the last day.

The disciples of the Huayin Sect are all female Yin cultivators.

Yin Xiu's sonic attack is close to the sea of spiritual consciousness, and the damage is quite powerful.

The day before the start of the competition, Elder Yin Zheng adjusted the formation of the seven teams and shared the news he had heard with his disciples:

"This time, the disciples of the sect sent by the Huayin Sect to participate in the Great Competition of the Cultivation Realm have the highest cultivation, but the Great Perfection of the Jindan Realm."

"Their sect only has three Jindan Realm Great Perfections, and our sect has grabbed a lot of them, not to mention that we also have a god transformation disciple and three Yuanying disciples."

"However, although their individual strength is not top-notch, their team combat ability is remarkable in the sect competition, and the further they go, the stronger their advantage is."

"You must be careful not to fight a protracted war with them."

"The so-called cultivation in the world is only fast and not broken. Did you see the way Jin Dingzong played the day before yesterday? After setting up the defensive formation, fight directly at the weakest Yin Xiu, as long as one of them messes up, you can find a breakthrough. ”

“……”

It's already the middle of the night when the training session is over.

Jiang Yanlu flew directly to the Fusang tree to cultivate.

This time, the classmates didn't go with her, they still have a thousand-word report to write, and they need to go back tonight to write it at night.

Yun Qing is also one of them.

She had just returned to her quarters, and before the door had been opened, she heard someone behind her whispering her name.

"Yun Qing."

Yun Qing's body stiffened subconsciously.

She also performed illusion desensitization in Jiang Yanlu's illusion beads.

It's really because every time I turn around, I will meet all kinds of Ah Piao's faces, leaving a bit of a psychological shadow.

After a while, I remembered that this was reality, not Jiang Yanlu's illusion.

Yun Qing turned around at this time.

But I didn't see anyone.

Her eyebrows furrowed slightly, her eyes swept around again, and she even let go of her spiritual sense.

Only then did he lock his eyes on Jian Yuquan, who was standing under the big tree.

Out of nowhere, he found a set of clothes, and when he put them on, he not only blended in with the night, but also resembled the trunk of a tree.

It's hard to tell with the naked eye alone.

Yun Qing: "......"

The corners of Yun Qing's lips raised a faint smile, and her voice was gentle and surprised: "Brother Jian, I haven't seen you for a long time, where have you been recently?" ”

She took a step forward and asked curiously, "Why are you dressed so strangely?" ”

Jian Yuquan suddenly spoke: "Don't come here!" ”

His tone was too urgent, and his voice was a little louder.

Sounds like a reproach.

Yun Qing really stopped, and her eyes were slightly injured.

"Brother Jane......"

Jian Yuquan apologized in annoyance: "I'm sorry, my tone is too anxious, I don't mean anything else, I just can't meet you for some reason." ”

"But I'm really worried about you, so I want to come and see you quietly, you don't have to come, I'll just look at you and leave, I-"

He wasn't done yet.

The inky night was suddenly split by a long chain of silver-purple heavenly thunder from the middle.

With a loud bang, it once again landed on the top of Jian Yuquan's head with incomparable precision!

This time the thunder was even more violent than the last one.

It seemed that he was dissatisfied with Jian Yuquan's repeated provocations to the majesty of the Heavenly Dao, and the giant thunder almost shredded all the clothes on his body.

The thunder lit him up for a moment.

His hair was all blown up, smoke was coming from the top of his head, and he was charred black, except for a pair of obscene pants on his body.

Yun Qing screamed, covered her face and turned away.

Open and close the door in one go.

Jian Yuquan was left alone, and he was scorched in place.

The loud noise alarmed all the monks in the Kunlun Palace.

Everyone came out of the room one after another and looked in the direction of the East Ten Peaks.

An idea popped up in my heart -

Could it be that Jiang Yanlu broke through the ?!!

(End of chapter)