The person who fell on the stage looked twisted, his face was bruised, as a monk, his body was already stronger than ordinary people, but he seemed to be suffering greatly.

Soon, someone came to the stage and took him down, and the ending that had been without suspense suddenly took a sharp turn, and the white-clothed friar on the stage was frozen there, as if he didn't understand why this was happening.

However, it was only a small episode, which was soon overshadowed by a new round of cheers and shouts.

Mingli was puzzled, and after thinking about the monk's symptoms for a while, although it was inconclusive, she knew that it was ......

This time, Dabi is not expected to be too calm, but there is no turmoil in the next few games, and the performance is decent.

As soon as Ming Li and Xie Liqing walked to the next battle platform, they saw many female cultivators arguing fiercely with each other.

"You are old and yellow, are you worthy of the first day of our Immortal Sect?" The female cultivator had a beautiful face, but her personality was extremely irritable, and she felt that these female cultivators outside were not worthy of their most respected senior brother at all.

"Fool, it's not up to you to decide whether I'm worthy or not. The slightly revealing nun spat out cursed words contemptuously.

The angry nun was about to say something, but was stopped by the nun next to her.

"Senior sister, don't be angry, senior brother is preparing for the competition. The nun was very weak, and her pair of willow eyebrows seemed to be frowning, which made people reluctant to refuse her request.

"Heh, Little White Lotus~" As she spoke, she glanced at the female cultivator with her amorous eyes.

Ming Li was trying to stay away from the battlefield of these female cultivators with Xie Liqing, but he didn't expect that in just a moment, he was seen by someone with sharp eyes and pulled into the battlefield.

"Yo, you're embarrassed to say that your senior brother is a first-day talent, and he doesn't even look as good as others. The exposedly dressed nun suddenly skimmed Ming Li's appearance and said sarcastically to the pair of senior sisters.

Only the cultivation of the ninth layer of Qi refining, and Ming Li's subconscious restraint of her own coercion, could not accurately feel Ming Li's cultivation, so she dared to be so presumptuous.

The female cultivator was also ridiculed because she was over two hundred years old and had not broken through the foundation.

When the female cultivator with a fiery personality saw that there was someone who looked better than her own senior brother, the female cultivator was envious and ashamed of herself.

said sourly, "If you look good, your strength may not be good." ”

As soon as Xie Liqing heard this, he was about to refute something, and the game on the stage began, so he had to hold his breath.

Ming Li didn't care, for the first time, he felt that the female cultivator still had such a terrifying existence, and took Xie Liqing to the side a few steps away.

"Please advise. Yue Wansen held a bone fan, raised his hand slightly towards the other party politely, and the aura of a noble son on his body spontaneously came out, but he didn't expect that he would meet the legendary Immortal Sect on the first day of this scene.

Xin Yu didn't answer, her fairy aura was ethereal, and she raised a jade flute to her lips and signaled to start.

The flute slowly came out, and the sound waves penetrated the space invisibly, piercing into the opponent's consciousness.

Yue Wansen's divine consciousness was disturbed, but he didn't panic, he had prepared beforehand, and dense thin needles shot out from the bone fan.

The thin needles blocked the sound wave's advance, and several more headed towards Xinyu.

Xin Yu's sound wave was broken, and the imperial flute knocked off the thin needles that came towards him, and it was not in vain on the first day, he played the jade flute again.

The sound waves formed a phantom array and swept towards Yue Wansen.

Yue Wansen hurriedly dispersed the bone fan in his hand, and the painting in the fan actually fluctuated, wanting to form another phantom array to break the formation.

I didn't expect this bone fan to have the shape of an ancient Turing, but it was only an imitation, and its power was not as good as one ten-thousandth of the ancient Turing.

The sound wave broke through the painting in the fan and came towards Yue Wansen, and in just a moment, Yue Wansen fell into an illusion.

Ming Li thought of Chu Hua, both of them were sound cultivators, and the first day of the Immortal Sect in front of him was only the peak of the early stage of the foundation building period, and he was so strong, if he was allowed to break through to Jindan, it was not known which was stronger or weaker.

"Poof"

A mouthful of blood gushed out, and Yue Wansen squatted on the ground, obviously Zhihai was not lightly injured.

Xin Yu was about to retract the jade flute, when Yue Wansen suddenly looked crazy, and attacked Xin Yu with a hideous face.

Xin Yu didn't notice it in time, and subconsciously picked up the jade flute in his hand and struck at him.

"No!"

I saw a purple monk on the referee's bench roaring angrily and quickly soaring towards the battle platform.