Speaking of Wei Yao, he is Huang Yinger's little follower, who is responsible for some chores in the little witch's life, and is often scolded for being lazy.

It is precisely because of this that Wei Yao has won Huang Ying'er's poisonous tongue!

And most of Huang Ying'er's intimidating skills are all inherited from Ling Qiyu, and they are out of the blue.

It can be seen from this that this group of old-fashioned cultivators could be Wei Yao's opponents? A group of people were red-faced and red-eared by him, and their fists were rattling, and they wanted to squash this bastard who was not beaten.

"What? Look at me and want to hit me? It's tickling to jump! Lend you ten guts!"

Wei Yao was not intimidated at all, during the martial arts meeting of the three sects, the disciples who watched the battle were strictly forbidden to fight privately, and violators would be directly abolished and expelled from their respective sects.

"Senior sister, I can't help it, I really want to kill him!"

"Ahh

"Hey, look here! Who is this woman? She seems to have unlocked some kind of seal! What are those monsters?

"The innate battle body is going crazy!

"This person is from the Tianwei Sect? What kind of spell is this?! I haven't heard of him!"

"Get out of the way, let me see ......"

A group of onlookers from the Three Sects were quickly attracted by the fresh battle.

"Hey, hey, come back and fight me! You brothers, wait for me......"

......

The ancient battlefield, a dark place where you can't see your fingers.

Zi Yao was surrounded by a group of russet humanoid creatures that were only about one meter tall and full of eyes, and they were constantly pouring out from the mouth of an underground cave, hideous, and let out a piercing scream, but they didn't dare to approach Zi Yao's side for half a step.

"Are you dead......?"

Zi Yao rose in the sky, raised her hand, and a dazzling fireball burned fiercely, like the sun rising in the boundless darkness.

"Incineration...... Extinguish ......"

The fireball turned into a monstrous sea of fire under Zi Yao's control and swept down!

Another place in the woods.

The congenital battle body Xiang Ding encountered the Great Perfection Monk of the Dementor Valley, and the two fought a battle, but Xiang Ding was finally defeated and defeated!

After all, his cultivation was too low, and the gap between him and the Great Perfection of Foundation Building was too big, and in his desperate fight, he insisted on a stick of incense in his hands for a long time, and seriously injured the Great Perfection of Foundation Building, which was already quite a good record.

And the luck of Leng Mercy at the same time as Xiang Ding was much better, first of all, she was not as arrogant as Xiang Ding, and chose to cross the two rings to fight against the foundation building monks, among the Qi refining cultivators, Leng Mercy was enough to protect herself as long as she did not encounter too powerful demons.

What's more, the area where she is located is still an extremely cold place covered in ice, which makes her feel like a fish in water!

There is a big battle ahead of Cold Pity.

A disciple of the Tianwei Sect's two-ring foundation building is fighting against seven Qingyuan Gate foundation building realms and one Soul Valley Void Pill realm monk!

It is a bit inappropriate to say that it is a big war, and it should be crushed.

Crush eight people with the power of one person!

As soon as the monk's palm was raised, the eight hostile monks were tossed high like marionettes, and then fell the frozen frozen layer, and then lifted and fell again, and so on!

During this period, those eight people were not without the strength to fight back, but no matter what magic weapon they sacrificed, or what kind of magic power they had, they would all be cracked by the monk of the Wei Sect that day!

This foundation building disciple only has the cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building!

His performance not only suppressed the onlookers on the square, but even the heads of the sect elders on the third layer of the suspended high platform were all solemn, and with their eyesight, they naturally saw a lot of things in this battle.

Compared to Duan Furong's unpredictable methods, Ling Qiyu's powerful unknown magic weapon, and Zhou Yuan's invincible talent, this disciple of the Tianwei Sect is really strong in his own strength! What he uses is a basic aura operation method, which any monk will use!

For example, the aura of the object, flying in the sky, are all a kind of aura use.

This person is a ghost, and he has used the operation of the aura to the point of being superb, so the scene in front of him will appear!

The Pheasant Fire Sect Master of the Tianwei Sect showed a look of confusion.

Who is this disciple?

is so outstanding, why doesn't he have the slightest impression?

"Elders, who is this son, who is the teacher, do any of you know?" The Pheasant Fire Sect Master transmitted the message to the Tianwei Sect Elder below, how could such an excellent sect disciple be unknown?

"Sect Master, this person's name is Huo Jie, he was originally a miscellaneous disciple of the outer gate, in recent years, he has broken through the foundation building cultivation, but he has not taken the initiative to become an inner disciple, but has been staying in the area of the outer disciple to cultivate alone, living in a simple place, often not seeing him for a long time, as far as I know, he has not yet apprenticed. ”

An elder from the outer gate replied.

"Is that so?"

The Pheasant Fire Sect Master is overjoyed, it's good not to have an apprenticeship, such an excellent disciple is hard to find!

Practicing alone can transform the aura into a supernatural operation, if you can get the guidance of a famous teacher, then it will be worth it?

Huo Jie only needs to polish it well and give him some secret treasures, and it will not necessarily be weaker than Duan Furong and Ling Qiyu!

Boom! Boom!

After being thrown violently, several monks finally couldn't support it and fainted to death.

Huo Jie deservedly took away their storage props and talisman treasures, and then made up for them one by one and eliminated them.

This action caused an uproar again.

In the ancient battlefield, once the monk was eliminated, the magic weapons and belongings he had sacrificed would disappear with him, but if he was snatched before the elimination and fell into the hands of others, then he would have fallen into blood mold.

In whose hands it is, even if the three sects end their martial arts, those treasures will inevitably not come back.

In addition to these genius disciples with low cultivation, among the Jiedan monks, there are naturally also leading existences.

As time passed, more and more monks were eliminated, and the mirror walls of the square had been shattered by more than half, and from time to time monks fell out of the colorful vortex in the sky.

Some of these eliminated monks have encountered strong enemies, and some have been eliminated without knowing anything.

Like Lu Donglai, Faye Wong and others who woke up, they all looked inexplicable.

"What's going on now?"

"I ...... How did I end up here? Am I eliminated?"

"Sister Fei'er, what's going on?"

"Donglai, you're dead too?"

"What the hell is going on?"

Of course, they are not bad, at least after asking, they learned the reason why they were eliminated, although they were very unwilling, but after all, they were attacked by irresistible demons, and the defeat was not unjust.

And for others, that's really unjust!

For example, a Shidan monk in the Qingyuan Sect was eliminated from the competition after just cleaning his body after a battle in a pond.

Or maybe a certain Soul Valley monk died of anger when his soul was released to survey the surrounding situation!

Or, a Tianwei Sect Qi Refining Cultivator, walking and walking, died with a bang.......

This kind of alternative situation abounds, not to mention that the parties are confused, and even the onlookers are confused.