Duran really never hides it, and never denies her desires, before it is worth it, she has to ask if she wants to do it!

Are you willing to stop there? Are you willing to let all your efforts go down the drain because of a superb magic weapon? Are you willing to be unwilling to lose and all your plans die here?

She didn't want to!

Are you willing to take the risk of exposing the best magic weapon to others, and are you willing to try your best and still fail?

She does.

So, it's worth it.

The moment he held the sunglass, Duran was really calm like never before.

Before that, all her calm, was indifference. Calm, unemotional, detached from oneself, purely rational, inhuman and more Tao-like indifference.

Only this moment.

From this moment on, she felt calm as a person, as a person with Du Lanzhen, with feelings, and from the heart.

"I'm going to kill Duranzhen. Wei looked at the woman holding the mirror on the stage, and said calmly, calmly, and seriously.

"What?" Shen Huaiyan was already shocked when he saw Du Lan really looking at the sunglass, and when he heard the words of the guard, he was not even shocked.

"Break off, never talk again, that's the end of it. Wei said with a slumped face. There are so many hole cards, she doesn't show her tone at all, and she deceives people, which makes people worry that she will lose......

Let Duran really love whoever he wants!

On the stage, Yan Qingyi looked at the mirror in Du Lanzhen's hand, and for the first time showed an extremely obvious expression of surprise.

He has already tried his best to overestimate Duran's real hole cards, but she even has the best magic weapon?

But whether it was Du Lanzhen or Yan Qingyi, none of them were distracted or hesitated.

The silver glow spreads all over the tower, and the scales illuminate the universe, revealing a very intoxicating beauty. The silver light wanders on its surface, just like the starlight descending, adding luster to it and setting it off.

The clear light flows through the mirror, and the dark and complex lines rise from the edges, slowly crawling all over the mirror. The sunlight reflects an incomparable brilliance on this water-clear mirror. It's like, that's the second round of the sun.

Yu Shan got up suddenly, and the next moment, she appeared near the stage.

Her actions not only attracted the attention of all the audience, but also the attention of other Yuanying Zhenjun.

She ...... Is this to escort?"

"Let's improve the formation - our formation may not be able to withstand the waste of two superb magic weapons. ”

Yan Qingyi and Du Lanzhen also noticed Yu Shan's approach.

However, Yu Shan just stood in mid-air, watching them through the formation, and did not mean to intervene immediately.

None of these two people cared.

At this moment, what they care about, what they focus on, is only the opponent, only winning or losing, and only the magic weapon in their hands...... It's just the game itself.

Duran is really not in great shape.

Although she promised with the Yuan Ying Zhenjun of the jury that she would be injured in the competition and enter the Cangming Realm with the aura below the middle stage of the foundation, she also expected that Yan Qingyi would not admit defeat so easily, otherwise she would have to pay a certain price, but the need to use the sunglass was still something she did not expect.

The known magic weapon grades in the Wuwu realm are magic weapons, magic weapons, and spiritual weapons, and their power increases in this order.

And there is a fault in the refining inheritance of the Wu Realm. What is really suitable for Yuanying Zhenjun is actually a spiritual weapon, but there are too few spiritual weapons in the Wuwu realm!

But the creativity of the world doesn't stop there. Unable to create a spiritual weapon, the refining masters took other ways. They tried their best to expand and improve the magic weapon, and gave the magic weapon a new level - the best magic weapon.

The best magic weapon is a magic weapon with some spiritual weapon characteristics, but the grade is far inferior to the spiritual weapon.

Even if it is held in the hand of Yuanying Zhenjun, as long as it is suitable, it can exert the strength of an almost spiritual weapon.

Therefore, the best magic weapon has always been the standard configuration of Yuanying Zhenjun and the ideal configuration of Jindan Zhenjun.

But for the foundation building monks, even for the two foundation building late stage monks, the ultimate magic weapon was too far beyond their level.

Du Lanzhen once used the sunglasses once—that time, she recuperated from her injuries for three months in order to kill Xia Huarong. Afterwards, she speculated that she might have used a level that the helioscope was less than a percentage.

At that time, she was just a young girl who had just laid a foundation - in retrospect, she was actually still childish at that time, but she thought she was mature at that time.

Along the way, she has witnessed and experienced, and finally calmly embraced her growth, admitted her shortcomings, looked back on the past, and then reflected on herself, everything is enough to be happy.

The important thing is that she is always moving forward.

Duran really forgot her slightly trembling hand, ignored her surging and almost dried up spiritual power, didn't care about her slightly dizzy and stinging divine sense, resolutely stretched out his hand, and gently swirled the sunmirror in front of him-

Xihe drove her car and flew out of the mirror.

At this moment, in the eyes of all onlookers, what flies out of the mirror is not brilliance, not brilliance, not inability to look directly......

That's the sun.

Almost at the same time, thousands of stars shook down from the tower, turning into falling stars like rain, flying towards the sun.

When the starlight meets the sun, everything around it is blurred.

It was as if all of a sudden it had been burned out, and everything was pulled away, leaving only the two dazzling rays of light.

"Ka-"

"Formation! It looks like it's going to break—" Someone stood too close to the stage and heard the slightest whisper of the formation.

As if catering to this sentence, the sound of "click" was endless in an instant, and tiny fragments crawled all over the formation, like a porcelain cup cracked with ice, fragile and gorgeous, maintaining this short and unstable glory.

Yu Shan stretched out her hand.

She made a few marks, and the widening crack slowly stopped climbing, and slowly—very slowly, faded.

And Duran really didn't have time to take care of these things at this time.

Blood was pouring from the corners of her lips, dripping down her chin and onto the hem of her clothes, and she didn't have the energy to care about it.

Her consciousness had almost dried up, and was now trembling and contracting uncontrollably, barely maintained by her desperate control.

And in her dantian, the spiritual power has almost bottomed out, if it is replaced by the past when Youluo was still there, she is now mostly occupied by the spiritual fire dove that gave her regeneration and opportunity.

It didn't hurt last time, and it must not be as bad as last time.

Duran's mouth was trembling with his heart, but he couldn't help but think of it.

In the later stage of foundation building, it is stronger than the early stage of foundation building.

Now she not only has to run the sunmirror, but also has to maintain the previous sword light, Qingyin, Taixu Qianyuan Dao and Guiyuan Suo, Yan Qingyi is simply crazy, squeezing himself to the limit, not letting go of any chance to win.

As if he was carrying a thousand burdens, dancing gracefully, and embroidering flowers at the same time, Duran really seemed to see himself walking on a tightrope on the edge of a cliff, and dancing on the tightrope, and the slightest mistake would break his bones.

- It can't go on like this!

Yan Qingyi is crazy without limits, it is easier to expect him to give up than to expect him to die violently!

Du Lanzhen suddenly opened his mouth and called softly, "Yan Daoyou—"

At this moment, her voice was like a bead and a jade, like knocking on ice and jade, which was so beautiful that it made people feel refreshed, swaying, and crazy.

Under this call, they can forget heaven and earth, forget sentient beings, and forget themselves.

Yan Qingyi's expression was in a trance for a moment.

The next moment, he suddenly came back to his senses, and a sense of crisis came to his heart from every corner of his body—not good!

The sun breaks through the starlight, as if the latter were only for its sake and should be extinguished for it.

In the extremely bright sunlight, Yan Qingyi's figure was finally submerged.