The man stared at Libei without saying a word, and after a long time, he slowly showed a smile, and the spiritual breath around him was no longer restrained, and the coercion that was wantonly exuded proved that he was actually a sixth-order body refining stage cultivator.

Libei thought that he would strike first and take the lead in twisting the trick.

With a wave of the man's hand, the pale golden aura struck, and the two strands of aura collided violently, intertwined and collided.

I saw that the green aura gradually lost its brilliance, and finally it was all shattered, but the golden color was even more dazzling.

Jin Kemu.

Li Bei frowned, her nature was restrained, her chest was suppressed by something, as if she was about to explode.

"It seems that Libei will lose this game." Someone sighed from the audience.

Mo Nianqing's eyes did not leave the woman on the stage, and he said in his heart: "I believe she must have a way." ”

"Why are you spying on me?"

Libei did not make a rash move again, but tried to delay time as much as possible to recover his spiritual breath.

It's a pity that in front of high-level gold-based cultivators, the recovery of wood-based spiritual breath is extremely slow.

"Your strength is the strongest of all of me, just curious." The man said slowly.

"I didn't expect you to be wooden, it's just that, God help me."

After the man finished speaking, he held his troops out of thin air and flew towards Libei.

In the blink of an eye, the two had been fighting for dozens of moves, and the spiritual breath collision was accompanied by the sound of Jin Geling.

The two of them are rigid and soft, and the tension is extremely strong, and the audience seems to be watching a wonderful dance.

Libei's attack is dense and fast, just because she was once a strong gold spirit root, she knows that the gold attack is strong, and she can recover slowly!

You have to catch every cooldown of his skills.

Seeing that the woman's attack continued like a shower, the man also struggled to resist.

So he restrained his attacks and no longer took them lightly.

Libei smiled secretly, took out a teleportation talisman from his arms, and instantly appeared behind the man.

The green glow explodes!

The man couldn't dodge and rolled away in embarrassment, his back still being cut open with blood.

His eyes flashed fiercely, and he threw out a golden blade, all of which pierced Libei's body.

He was overjoyed, but he saw that Libei was shattered into pieces, and it was just a phantom!

The real Libei seems to dissolve into the air.

For a long time, only the man stood alone in the ring, and the wind was blowing.

The corner of the man's eyes showed coldness: "So it's mysterious!" ”

He stood still, took out a weapon like a pitch-black Zen staff, folded his hands, and shouted: "Anger strikes the bell!" ”

When it got dark, the wind gusted, and countless ghost hands stretched out from the ground and rushed straight towards a clearing.

The seemingly uninhabited open space bloomed with greenery, and Libei was forced to show up.

"What kind of trick is this? So weird! Everyone in the audience shouted.

The old man in the center of the stands in the distance, with a kind face, raised his eyelids slightly when he saw this, and said, "Heh": "Carving insect skills." ”

Libei was wrapped around his trouser legs by the ghost hand, and he struggled for half a minute.

Seeing this, the corners of the man's mouth curled: "Admit defeat." ”

As soon as he took a step, the ground was full of red light, vaguely looking like a formation.

Countless intricate symbols came to life, standing up in the shape of a small figure, holding hands and circling around the man.

Libei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, endured his physical discomfort, and smiled.

She frowned and waved her hand, and the ghost hand turned into endless black smoke and dispersed.

Libei: "You've only been with me for so long, are you playing hide and seek with you?" ”

The man threw out his spiritual breath, but only the red light was more intense, and there were more and more villains, and the colorful and complex patterns on his body were dazzling.

The man couldn't step out of the formation, and after a while, he lost his mind like crazy, slashing and smashing in the formation, his eyes were reflected red, and the scattered spiritual breath smashed into the bricks and stones of the ring.

Libei watched the man go crazy with cold eyes, and when the man was powerless to fall to the ground, she just wanted to raise her feet, but she put it down cautiously.

Sure enough, the man jumped up in one fell swoop, and he was really pretending to be dead!

……

When the red light slowly went out, Libei squatted down and patted the unconscious man's cheek.

"Hey, are you dead?"

The man was unresponsive.

Once the Soul Binding Array locks up a living creature, it will not automatically unravel until it has no ability to fight back.

Wu Yu, who taught Libei the formation, is the remnant of the Honghuang God Clan, and Libei was also rescued by her when he died in his life, so he had this opportunity.

"In the third round of the competition, Libei wins!"

The audience was like a swarm of rats sprinkled with boiling water, and she couldn't hear half of the words clearly.

Drawing this needle requires the essence and blood to nourish, which is extremely consuming to the body!

Libei urgently needed to rest, but he felt that his feet weighed a thousand pounds, and when he walked off the stage, he stumbled on his left foot and fell into Mo Nianqing's arms.

"You're amazing, Libei."

His expression was as gentle as water, "Sleep, I'll send you back." ”

Libei's eyes matched, and he was completely unconscious.

Under the suppression of Linggen, you can still succeed in the battle against the next level, if it is not for Libei's strong plug-in, I am afraid that it will also fail.

The old man in the stands looked slightly moved, and only watched Mo Nianqing hugging Libei until he disappeared from his field of vision.

He muttered, "Good seedling." ”

The old man disappeared in place.

"It's cold, it's cold."

Libei's brows furrowed, and in a trance, she returned to the Western Wilderness Ice Field.

In order to exercise her will, Xie Xuanhui left her there alone for several months.

At that time, Libei was only a second-order cultivator, and there were many monsters and spirit beasts in the ice field, often in groups.

But if you don't do it, you can only starve to death.

She shuddered with her hands, and conjured up a green shoot.

When the ice deer was about to bite the branch, the young shoot turned into a chain and shrank rapidly.

In fact, Xie Xuanhui didn't mean to, he wanted to let her go for a few days at the beginning, and then he went to pick her up.

But the territory of the ice field changes at any time, and the scenery is also unpredictable, and there are fatal crises everywhere.

Xie Xuanhui searched for her in the snow for a month, and when she found her, her original clothes were dirty, her back was covered with tattered animal skins, and she lay on the neck of the ice deer like a grasshopper, greedily absorbing the last breath of blood.

The two looked at each other, and Xie Xuanhui didn't know what to say for a while.

Libei's eyes were cooler than the wasteland: "Are you here to pick me up?" ”

In reality, Xie Xuanhui took her away, but in this nightmare that couldn't wake up, Xie Xuanhui just looked at her:

"You're not strong enough."

He disappeared in place.

Libei panicked and wanted to grab his sleeve, but the sleeve passed through his fingers, and only the ice and snow were left in front of him.

"Don't go."

Libei muttered.

Mo Nianqing, who was taking the warm sticker, hurriedly leaned over: "What did you say?" Libei? ”

The girl frowned, her face was pale, her lips were bursting, and she looked a little fragile.

Mo Nianqing felt a pain in his heart inexplicably.

Libei didn't know at all, and only gasped lightly: "Don't leave me." ”

"Xie Xuanhui."

Mo Nianqing's warm sticker fell to the ground in his hand, he staggered back, and accidentally rolled the water sticker to his feet.

He just woke up like a dream, hurriedly picked it up, carefully brushed off the dust, and still put it on Libei's forehead.

But Libei burned until the evening, and Mo Nianqing didn't have the heart to think about anything else, so he had to ask for another doctor when he raised his feet.

but bumped into an old man.

The old man's hair and beard are meticulous, his skin is firm, he is not angry and arrogant, and his height is the same as that of Mo Nian.

He didn't even look at Mo Nianqing: "Where are you going?" ”