The Holy City is jointly ruled by the Heavenly Slaying Demon Lord and the Nine Yin Evil Maiden, to be precise, the two have been arguing over the ownership of this Holy City for hundreds of years.

Obviously, the two of them will not work hard for this holy city, if they are in charge of one side and it is not easy to deal with the conflict, so the two agreed to have a competition by the disciples of the sect, and three people from the Jindanjin of the Condensation Realm, one-on-one competition in the same realm, the losing side will follow the master, and whichever side is the last person standing, which side can gain control of the holy city for the next hundred years.

If the winner of the Jindan Realm and the Condensing Realm belong to two sides, then the two will fight again.

Therefore, what really determines the outcome is the competition of Jindan Realm monks.

As the only son of the Heavenly Demon Lord, this matter should be the responsibility of the Regent.

He hurriedly finished explaining the rules, and before Chang Ling could react, he disappeared in a flash.

Only one sentence was left to reach Chang Ling's ears: "Go to the Treasure Pavilion tomorrow to find me and see your strength." ”

She couldn't refuse.

Seyu's idea is very simple, if this is not successful, he will go to the next one, this holy city lacks everything, that is, there is no shortage of people who are willing to do things for him, for such a Condensing Realm Demon Cultivator who can be rewarded by the Canglan Sword Sect and successfully escape, he is still extremely interested now.

But it's just interest.

If she doesn't meet her own requirements, or if there is something wrong with the competition......

He could easily break her overly slender neck.

After sending away the setup, Chang Ling, who was still in place, sat down directly.

Needless to say, she can also appreciate the importance of this competition.

Although it is difficult to really decide the outcome of the competition in the Contemplation Realm, it is related to face.

The loss is too ugly, let alone the reason, maybe the Heavenly Demon Lord is not happy, and he can pinch her to death casually.

Chang Ling's biggest life-saving move now is to let the Divine Soul Light Cluster control her body, and the second is to use multiple flying swords at the same time to catch him off guard, and either of the two methods can be operated well to ensure victory in this competition.

But none of them can be used in this competition.

As for the rest......

Chang Ling couldn't even think of what he was good at for a while.

The Nine Yin Evil Girl, listening to the name, is an evil cultivator, and her disciples should naturally be evil cultivators as well.

No matter how strong Chang Ling's physique is, he can't fight hard with the refined person stiff yin puppet head-on, facing the yin soul resentment, and then directly let the divine soul light group 'swallow' in the sea of consciousness like last time, this is abnormal, it is strange that the demon cultivators present do not dig deeper.

It took a long time for her to get up.

It wasn't clear in her mind that she was running away now, but she didn't think that she couldn't find out where she was.

Obviously, he just went to the Treasure Pavilion to tear up a bounty, and he was targeted.

In the face of such an unscrupulous businessman, Chang Ling had to curse a few words in his heart.

In any of the shops she met before, guarding the identity information of the guests was the most important thing, and it was the foundation of the shop.

This time I was careless.

Where is Youzhou a place with rules.

Chang Ling had to meditate to prevent himself from thinking about some miscellaneous things, many things, and the more he thought about them, the more troubled he became.

I don't know if it's the stimulation of external pressure, Chang Ling was looking at the three-talent sword formation today, and he actually had a little understanding, and he performed his own duties one by one, and barely danced for a while.

Of course, the sword cultivation sword, in addition to consuming the power of the divine soul, will also consume spiritual power, and the three long swords are all envoys together, and Chang Ling's spiritual power will soon bottom out.

Even if she learns this three-talent sword formation, with her current spiritual power, she can barely support the operation once, and this three-talent sword formation is not a pure attack type sword formation, and it is not particularly outstanding if it has more functions.

If any sword cultivator heard Chang Ling's thoughts, he would be eager to come up and slap her a few times to wake her up.

The most criticized thing about sword cultivation is that it has a single means of attack.

While Chang Ling was absorbing the pure spiritual power in the spirit stone, the changes of the Sancai Sword Formation were constantly swirling in his mind.

Truly immersed in cultivation, any irritability, fear, and worry disappeared, and she could only see the golden sword scripture in her mind at this moment, and she could see her sword.

Chang Ling continued to cultivate until noon on the second day before he stood up unsatisfied.

If it weren't for Seyu's request, she was afraid that she would have to close herself up for a while, and with all kinds of trivial matters in the world, her cultivation would be too happy and joyful.

Especially when you make a little effort to climb towards the ethereal and vast avenue.

With such a small and humble body, does she have the opportunity to touch or even control such a deep avenue?

Chang Ling carefully checked the talisman pills in the storage artifact, although it was estimated that these talismans would not be used if she checked her strength, but in the real competition, what means could not be used.

After making sure that her divine soul power and spiritual power had recovered to the best condition, she pushed the door out and walked in the direction of the treasure pavilion.

There seemed to be a few more people on the street, and many demon cultivators with low cultivation levels were sleeping on the side of the street at random like the mortals she had seen in Lincheng before.

When the houses in the Holy City are insignificant, no one will take care of them, but when they are in demand, it is inevitable that someone will use them for profit.

Fortunately, it is not yet time to be more nervous, I am afraid that by then, Chang Ling and the others may have to be kicked out of the houses they had occupied before.

The aura on Chang Ling's body could not be seen through by ordinary Condensing Realm cultivators, so she walked quite smoothly this way, and soon arrived at the door of the Treasure Pavilion, and unexpectedly, the door of the Treasure Pavilion was tightly closed.

Chang Ling looked at the door hesitantly, not to mention the reason, she didn't even see the figures of the previous guys in the treasure pavilion, just when she was puzzled, the door in front of her suddenly 'squeaked', and it opened all of a sudden.

Chang Ling lowered her head, the hands on her side couldn't help but clench into fists, she took a deep breath, raised her feet and strode in.

And the door of the treasure pavilion also closed at once after her figure completely entered.

The furnishings in the Treasure Pavilion have changed.

The counter that Ling saw when he came to the sky was gone, replaced by a high chair directly in front of him.

She sat on a high chair with her legs crossed.

didn't give a single glance to Chang Ling, who walked in.

"Well, the place is vacated for you, show it. It was a long time before he spoke.

Chang Ling was a little difficult in the face of the empty room for a while, and the best thing to do at this time was to dance a sword or fight a set of punches to show him his demeanor.

However, Chang Ling has not systematically learned any complete set of moves, and changing the direction of his spiritual power in battle to follow the opponent's changes, imitating or finding loopholes is the fighting method of the Sword Sutra.

Without an opponent, Chang Ling was really a little difficult for a while.

Thinking about the last time you fought those people...... Chang Ling followed the example of those Canglan Sword Sect disciples, took the Yuan Sacrifice Sword in his hand and began to wave it in style.

She wore a pure black robe today, covered with a large-sleeved shirt, and as she moved, the robe embroidered with dark patterns also danced.

Her fair face, her hair stood on end, and her smooth movements made her look quite amorous and wanton.

After a set of swordsmanship dances, Chang Ling's forehead was already sweating, she put away the Yuan Sacrifice Sword in her hand, raised her head and panted slightly, and looked at the Yu.

"Well, yes, what's that called, did you learn this swordsmanship in the Qinglou of the mortal world?" said Seyu, holding his chin.

"Well, it's those girls and men who have been trained to please others, but I saw in the book, I heard that girls wear men's clothes and dance swords, quite a style. ”

"Are you going to flirt with your opponent?"

Chang Lingwu's swordsmanship can only be said to be a flashy empty shelf, which looks beautiful, and it is estimated that it can't even touch the corners of the opponent's clothes in actual combat.

Looking at his gloomy face, Chang Ling didn't say anything, gritted his teeth and lifted the long sword in his hand again.

It was another completely different set of swordsmanship, and after Chang Ling remembered several sets of swordsmanship dances, she took another long sword from the storage artifact, recalling the way the monk wielded a double hammer in her memory, and continued to dance nondescriptly.

Each time the spiritual power worked in a different way in her body.

I don't know how long it took, Chang Ling exhausted all his spiritual power in one go, and even his legs were a little sore, and he barely used his long sword to support his body to stabilize his body.

At this time, the eyes of Seyu looking at her were already full of interest.

"Well, let me guess, you haven't actually learned any moves, these are the moves you memorized that belong to your opponent. He said with interest.

Chang Ling did not deny it.

Seyu continued: "Well, then can you let me explore your meridians, well, you definitely don't want me to explore, but it doesn't matter, I guessed, you should actually be the kind of person who is born without a pulse, so if I guess correctly, your body should also be extremely strong, because the spiritual power will wander around your body at will, and it is also necessary to moisturize your body." ”

The expression on Chang Ling's face was a little stiff for a while.

This is also ...... It's too good at giving her reasons.

If someone asks her about her anomaly in the future, she can also use such a statement.

At this time, Seyu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said: "I have also seen people who are born without pulses, and I am still very curious, such a person is a waste person as a mortal, and he can't go through the process of 'opening the pulse' in his life, so how is the aura introduced into your body?"

He continued to prop his chin on, his eyes staring straight in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking, but he obviously didn't mean to ask Chang Ling to answer the question.

There were more and more sweat droplets on Chang Ling's forehead, dripping straight to the ground in a silence, and the click was extremely loud.

Yu Meng came back to his senses, snorted coldly and said: "I can't think of a reason, I can't even think of it, you naturally don't know, presumably you have always been confused, but don't show it in front of others in the future, maybe you will be taken back by some Canglan Sword Sect to study." ”

"Cut you into slices. As he spoke, Seyu made a menacing look at her.

The corners of Chang Ling's mouth couldn't help twitching.

Slicing her up, no matter how you look at it, it seems like only their demon cultivators can do it.

After this experience, Seyu's mood was good for no reason.

Such a big secret, the monk in front of him has revealed it to himself, and he is really desperate.

This feeling of being trusted makes Seyu feel a little more complacent for no reason.

Although looking at her nondescript moves, you can't see her strength at all, but the battle in the original Condensation Realm has little impact on the result, so it's so interesting, keep it.

He said generously: "I already have a general understanding of your situation, so it's up to you to participate in the competition, and you can contact me at any time if you need anything." ”

As he spoke, a blood-colored token was thrown into Chang Ling's hand.

This token is engraved with the crooked word 'Taken', and in terms of the degree of distortion of this word, it is a spell with Chang Ling's own words.

Chang Ling hurriedly put away the token, and said hesitantly after thinking about the words of the leader: "I don't know if the predecessors have classics on formations, the attack methods in the next battle are still too simple, especially the opposite side should be evil cultivators, in the face of evil cultivators, some formations are always good......"

Before Chang Ling finished speaking, a few rolls of bamboo slips were thrown in front of her.

"If you like it, take it. Seyu waved his hand in disgust.

Chang Ling came back to his senses at this time, hurriedly bent down to put away those bamboo slips, looked at the reason in front of him was also much more pleasing to the eye, and even the words that came out of his mouth were unconsciously sincere: "Thank you for the seniors, then I won't disturb the seniors' cultivation in the future, goodbye seniors." ”

After saying that, she hurriedly turned around and walked out briskly.

As she pushed open the door and was about to walk out, Seyu's voice sounded behind her.

"After reading it, remember to tell me about your experience and confusion. ”

Chang Ling was stunned, could it be that this reason not only gave her the formation book, but also gave her a guide or two?

Is this really a demon cultivator?

Seeing Chang Lingying, Yu nodded with satisfaction.

His father threw him some formations for him to study before the retreat, but it was probably a problem in his mother's womb, and he would get dizzy when he saw the dense handwriting, and it would never be possible to study, study.

After a period of competition, his father will definitely go out to watch, and after the end, it will inevitably be a test for him.

It's annoying.

He got up violently and kicked over the chair next to him.

............

Leaving the Treasure Pavilion, Chang Ling still had a strong sense of unreality, she had already used her divine sense to probe before, and those books were really what she needed, from the most basic formation encyclopedia to the advanced formation solutions.

Chang Ling took a deep breath, no matter what, his life was saved for the time being, and the top priority was to solve the relevant reasons for the competition as soon as possible.

Whatever the reason, Chang Ling didn't want to lose.