At this time, a faint sigh came from the audience.

I saw that on the ring, in an instant, a gray palm appeared out of thin air, which seemed to be slow, but in fact it was extremely fast, and with a light scoop in the void, he grabbed the ecstasy array in the magic circle.

The main stab of the soul misses with one blow.

The Bat King's soul seemed to be in a daze, his mind was lost, and Shen Yun took the opportunity to take it back.

Shen Yun breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the master make a move, and while secretly scolding the main soul of the Bat King, he looked under the ring.

Seeing that under the ring, there was a purple-robed monk standing steadily, and the Ecstasy Bell was in the palm of his hand, Shen Yun peeked at this senior uncle and ancestor's face, there was no displeasure, and his heart was slightly peaceful.

Xiahou Xing glanced at Ma Yangping, who was still in a daze, intentionally or unintentionally, casually threw the Ecstasy Bell to Xuan Xiang, who looked grateful, and beckoned to Shen Yun to come over.

Shen Yun withdrew Xue Ling, hurriedly exchanged politeness with the three referee uncles, and then walked quickly towards the purple-robed monk.

As soon as he got out of the ring, he sensed a grandmaster bearing from the purple-robed monk, and even the Heavenly Refining Treasure in the Sea of Knowledge had a trace of fluctuations, obviously the person who came was a person who had achieved refining weapons.

Zhang Tianhua and the others wanted to come forward to congratulate them, but when they saw that their uncle summoned Shen Yun, they didn't dare to come over and disturb them, so they stood in place and waited.

"This Shen Yun is worthy of being a casual cultivator, and he is really forbearing. Ding Yishan said secretly in his heart.

After all, he had known Shen Yun for so long, and he didn't know about this Soul Thorn, and he didn't even know how powerful Xue Ling was.

What made him even more curious was what secret method or treasure this Shen Yun had, so that he could not be afraid of the power of the Ecstasy Bell?

Ding Yishan was no better than a monk who didn't know about the Ecstasy Bell, and he knew very well the power of this famous treasure.

Xia Hongyan's face was complicated, Shen Yun was a disciple who entered the mountain gate with her after all, and she didn't want to be a disciple of the outer sect for a few years, and the other party achieved the status of a disciple of the outer sect, this achievement suddenly opened up a gap with herself.

Fortunately, to her relief, Ding Yishan was also successfully promoted to an outer disciple this time, so that she finally had a backer.

"Disciple Shen Yun of Yougu Peak, meet my uncle and ancestor. Shen Yun stepped forward quickly and bowed.

Although he had never seen this Wuyang Peak Peak Master, but the Brahma Realm existed, and it was not wrong to call him Uncle Ancestor.

"Well, old man Xiahou Xing. Xiahou Xing nodded, and suddenly chuckled and said, "That Ecstasy Bell is Elder Ma's treasure, but you can't be asked to destroy it." ”

Shen Yun was awe-inspiring in his heart, he was indeed a little impulsive just now, in case Xuan Xiang didn't admit defeat, even if he broke the Ecstasy Bell during the battle, he was afraid that he would offend Elder Ma, if the other party was careful, it would be a big trouble.

And then the main stab of the soul went out of control...... Fortunately, the lord of Xiahou Peak made a move.

As soon as he thought of this, he sincerely thanked him: "Disciple Xie Shi Shuzu made a move, it was indeed the disciple Meng Lang just now." ”

Xiahou Xing nodded and said with a smile: "The pair of spiritual magic weapons of the master and nephew, can you let the old man take a look?"

Shen Yun had no objection, and took out the Soul Twin Thorns and offered them.

With a single move, Xiahou Xing's twin thorns slowly floated up, flying towards Xiahou Xing, and after a while, they were suspended in front of him, spinning slightly.

Xiahou Xing stared at the twin thorns of the soul with interest, and the essence in his eyes flickered.

Shen Yun saw that the other party was concentrating on viewing the magic weapon, so he raised his head and looked around.

Probably because of the prestige of the Xiahou Peak Lord, no one in the audience looked at this side, and none of the disciples dared to approach.

Shen Yun looked at the location where Ma Yangping was before, and saw that the other party was flying away from this place with his sword. Traveling with him, in addition to a female cultivator with a good figure, there were also Zuo Zhe and Xuan Xiang with ugly faces.

As they flew away, they were still talking about something.

Shen Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, staring coldly at them leaving, and snorted coldly in his heart: Ma Yangping, Zuo Zhe, today's events have been written down.

In fact, how to fight Xuanxiang, this was thought about a few days ago, whether he cultivated the immortal exercises or the body cultivation exercises, he couldn't compare to this Xuanxiang, the real battle, only Xue Ling.

Snow Spirit's illusion attack, although it can conjure dozens of phantoms.

But after all, her attack power was insufficient, and she couldn't hurt Xuan Xiang, who was successful in refining her body.

Xue Ling is only powerful with speed, and since she broke through the fourth-level spirit beast, it has been difficult for her to keep up with her rhythm, so when fighting, she doesn't have to worry about Xue Ling's safety.

It's just how to increase the attack power of the snow spirit?

After thinking about it, only by letting Xue Ling hold the main stab of the soul and cast illusion can he effectively stab and scratch the opponent.

Once Xue Ling can effectively hurt the other party, under normal circumstances, Xuan Xiang will be worried about hurting the vital point, and will eventually choose to surrender.

After all, this is a great competition between the sect, not a life-and-death struggle, not an extremely ruthless gambler's mentality, and he will not take the risk of damage to his cultivation at all to resist Xue Ling.

This can be regarded as a hit, when Xuanxiang was injured and the rescue of the Ecstasy Bell was not timely, he simply took the opportunity to admit defeat directly.

It's just that Shen Yun didn't expect that Ma Yangping would actually lend Xuanxiang Ecstasy Bell to plot against himself.

"Not bad, not bad. Xiahou Xing was very engaged, and praised it thoughtlessly, but then frowned and sighed, "It's a pity." ”

Shen Yun saw that Xiahou Xing was quite friendly, so he mustered up his courage and asked carefully: "May I ask Uncle Shi, what is good, it's a pity?"

Xiahou Xing looked up at Shen Yun, who looked ignorant, and didn't hide his selfishness: "You, the demon beast soul above the main thorn, actually have the talent to control it, which is very good." ”

"Yes, Uncle Shi. Shen Yun nodded, but his face was bitter, "It is possible to call a small part of the main soul on the main thorn by communicating with it, but this main soul is not very obedient and often ignores it." ”

Xiahou Xing's surprise flashed, and he smiled and said: "This is a soul with spiritual intelligence, I think it was too deeply injured back then, and it was not completely healed, and the talent under its control was too burdensome for it." ”

After that, he looked sorry again, "Moreover, if the raw materials of your magic weapon are refined well, it can reach the level of the best magic weapon, and once the best magic weapon contains the spirit, even if the power is not as good as the super product, it is not far off." ”

Shen Yun nodded as if he didn't understand, and he was also very helpless in his heart, after all, this was not a magic weapon he asked someone to refine.

Xiahou Xing showed a hint of regret, shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that my Seven Star Sect is not good at refining weapons after all, if I can have a complete inheritance like the Golden Crow Sect, I can refine this spiritual magic weapon and improve its power." ”

"Can you still refine and improve?"

Xiahou Xing nodded and sighed lightly again.

Then he was a little interested, waved his hand and stabbed the soul twice, and retreated back to Shen Yun.

"Thank you for your advice. ”

"It doesn't matter. Xiahou Xing didn't say a word, and in a blink of an eye, the clouds and fog went away.

At this time, Shen Yun's mind came to the "Heavenly Refining Treasure" in the sea of knowledge, but obviously now is not the time to think about this, even if there is really a inheritance in it that can repractice the magic weapon of the soul, it is not something that can be done now.

As soon as Xiahou Xing left, Zhang Tianhua and others surrounded him.

Seeing the friendly gaze, Shen Yun's mood improved.

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Shen, hehe, Xue Ling is so powerful!" Qin Xiulian walked over quickly, she was very worried when she saw Xue Ling rushing towards Xuan Xiang with a soul thorn in her mouth, but at that time, Xuan Xiang seemed to have fallen into an illusion, and a knife slashed in the air.

"Hehe, Senior Sister Qin, you're here too. Shen Yun replied with a smile.

"Hehe, congratulations to Senior Brother Shen for winning. Ding Yishan sincerely congratulated, he is now convinced.

"Senior Brother Ding, I'm happy!"

Those who knew Shen Yun stepped forward to congratulate them, but those who didn't know them looked curiously not far away.

There were a few disciples who looked at Shen Yun with a little jealousy.

Seeing the curious and inquiring eyes of Ding Yishan and the others, Shen Yun shook his head slightly in his heart, he knew what they were curious about, but it was his secret and he couldn't tell them.