"The first battle of the Battle Chapter is over, stop the attack, and wait for teleportation. ”

When the familiar female voice came, He Miaomiao immediately put away her offensive and retreated a few steps away.

At the moment of teleporting out of the cave, the male cultivator on the opposite side was obviously relieved, and the other party also saw her secretly happy look, they were equal in strength, and it was really not appropriate to fight each other at the last moment of the melee.

The flowers in front of me were dim, and when I could see again, it was already near the teleportation array, and the square was crowded with people, and many defeated monks still stayed here to watch the excitement.

Qu Jingque stood not far in front of He Miaomiao, turned around and beckoned to her, and then lined up to draw numbers.

This time, those who draw the same number will have to fight one by one in the ring, and the nine hundred and ninety-nine high platforms of the Dao have been divided into three parts, and Qi refining, foundation building, and Jindan are all competing here. There is also a large cave in the battlefield of the Yuanying Monk, and low-level monks are not allowed to enter.

It was already dawn when everyone drew the numbers, and Tianji Zhenjun sat above and announced that the second ring match would start at the beginning of today's time, and after speaking, he left the square with the group of Zhenjun.

"Miao Miao! I drew the forty!" Qu Jingque passed through the crowd and came to the rear with a small token, looking in good spirits, obviously not injured in the melee.

"Hopefully we won't draw the same number, otherwise it will be a little boring for anyone to end up. He Miaomiao said as she followed the team forward, and looked at the Xuanqing Sect Sword Cultivator who was lined up in front, and it was best not to draw him in the secret way.

The two walked forward while chatting, and soon it was He Miaomiao's turn to draw numbers. With a turn of her spiritual power, she picked out a ray of light from the ball of light, exploded lightly in the air, and turned into a small trumpet plate and fell into her hand, which was the twenty-one.

And just now, she noticed sharply that the sword cultivator was also the twenty-one.

"What a coincidence...... He Miaomiao was helpless, ignoring Qu Jingque's inquiring eyes, and pulled her out of the square and walked towards the Qunying Tower.

"What's the matter? What is the coincidence? I remember that the one who drew the twenty-first was a sword cultivator? Could it be that you have encountered it in the cave?" Walking to the street where there were fewer people, Qu Jingque immediately became concerned.

"Yes, even if you fight for a long time, you can't tell the difference between victory and defeat, and in my opinion, if you don't use a killing move, you can't compare at all. He Miaomiao shrugged her shoulders and quickly prepared for a possible defeat. After all, her killing move is Lingguang, and there is no way to make a clear move.

"As long as you do your best, it's not a shame to lose in the hands of a sword cultivator of the same level, not to mention that the sword cultivator is still from the Xuanqing Sect. Qu Jingque patted her shoulder sympathetically, tried his best to comfort her all the way, and strolled back to the hidden floor of the Qunying Tower.

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After repairing in the compartment until midnight, He Miaomiao's spiritual power and sea of consciousness had recovered to its peak. She didn't think much about how to defeat the other party in the ring, the boat was naturally straight to the bridge, and no matter how much she thought about planning now, she might not be able to play it when the time came.

When they came to the square with Qu Jingque, the outside of the barrier was already crowded, and there were more people watching the game than that day, and the two of them finally managed to get through the crowd and squeeze into the barrier.

The platform was lowered to the height of one man, and the total number was reduced to ninety-nine, each of which was greatly enlarged. The thirty-three seats on the left are the Qi refining monk ring, the right is the foundation building period, and the middle is the Jindan period.

He Miaomiao and the two came to the thirteen rings of the late stage-consummation, waiting for the Jindan monk sent by the Sanxiu Hui to call the number.

When the ring began to flash with a spell aura, He Miaomiao saw that it was no longer the True Monarch of the Transformation God sitting in the sky, but an extremely familiar female cultivator, as well as real people from all clans watching the battle.

The nun had a beautiful face, a light smile on the corner of her mouth, and looked gentle and kind, and the light blue gauze skirt made her look more approachable.

He Miaomiao remembered that this real person named Ling Yun was the hall master of the Scattered Cultivation Hui Battle Hall, and when he led the team to the Golden Lotus Secret Realm, he was already a Yuan Infant Perfection, and now he should be only one step away from transforming into a god.

Before the opening of the Golden Lotus Secret Realm, this real person also had a small dispute with Tu Shanqiong and Yue Rushuang of the Yin Yang Sect, He Miaomiao still remembered that she had broken the demagogic voice of Tu Shanqiong with a shout, and her strength was definitely far superior to that of ordinary peers.

However, He Miaomiao also remembered that this Lingyun real person was a little petty. When she arrived at the entrance of the secret realm, she concealed the timing of entering the secret realm from all parties, just so that the scattered cultivators could enter first, which was really not the demeanor of the Yuanying real person who presided over the overall situation.

In addition, on the way to the secret realm, she had hinted that Sanxiu would kill the Tu Shan clan and the disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect, and she wanted to distance Sanxiu Hui from these things, as if she wanted Sanxiu to work hard for Sanxiuhui, and she didn't want to pay any price for it.

In fact, it is precisely because of Lingyun Zhenren that He Miaomiao is always cautious of loose cultivation. She always felt that if it was a force controlled by the Zi family, it was really impossible to take the lives of low-level casual cultivators so lightly.

When He Miaomiao was distracted, there were already several rings that had decided the winners and losers, and the eliminated monks regretted leaving, and the winners sat on the edge of the square, meditating and pranayama and waiting for the next one.

He Miaomiao's number was at the front, and soon he heard the monk shouting to the twenty-one.

"Just do your best, don't be impulsive. Qu Jingque was afraid that she would be competitive in the fighting, so he hurriedly reminded her, said a lot of words of encouragement, and watched her jump into the ring.

Xuanqing Sect's sword cultivator stood opposite her, his face fixed in his early twenties, and his sword eyebrows and starry eyes were very handsome. His eyes are resolute and unwavering, giving people a sense of calm and reliability, just like the sea when the wind is calm, it seems to be able to accommodate all things in the world.

"Xuanqing Sect Lu Shan has seen Daoyou. I don't know what to call you?" he clasped his hands into fists and saluted, his voice was as warm as water, and the whole person was not as sharp as a sword, but it was perfectly integrated with his sword intent.

"I've seen Lu Daoyou, in Xia He Miaomiao. When she returned the salute, she suddenly thought that the path chosen by this monk surnamed Lu seemed to be somewhat similar to Lu Yunshen, the blue water sword. At this time, Lu Yunshen was sitting on the left side of Lingyun Zhenren, and his eyes occasionally swept over, obviously paying attention to Lu Shan.

Lu Yunshen is the elder brother of the former owner of the Hundred Refinements, and he is also the real person who led the team to the Golden Lotus Secret Realm by Xuanqing Sect back then, He Miaomiao has heard a lot of rumors about this person's combat power, and the Blue Water Sword is well-known and powerful in the entire East China Sea.

He is only one step away from becoming a god, and it is said that he is very likely to realize the sword power. The appearance of Lu Shan in front of him is not similar to him, but the means and strength are obviously from his subordinates.

He Miaomiao silently recited the "Yuan Shi Dao Sutra" to calm her mind, so as not to press on these external forces in her heart and make herself unable to exert her true strength.

The two were very cautious, and Lu Shan's defense of He Miaomiao was also very deep.

The two of them stood opposite each other in the ring for a few breaths, and the aura around their bodies suddenly surged at the same time, one soft and one fierce, one cold and one hot, instantly turned into sword intent and aura, and collided fiercely in the middle of the ring.