After purchasing two fourth-order super-grade array disks from the Divine Weapon Workshop, He Miaomiao only had 12,000 medium-grade spirit stones left on his body, which was considered to be very poor in Jindan Sanxiu.

However, the quality of the two array disks is really excellent, one isolation, one defense, and the combination has a powerful concealment effect, she tried it in the Divine Weapon Workshop, and immediately made up her mind to buy it.

Qu Jingque's natal magic weapon is the spirit flag, which is powerful to attack, but the defense is slightly weak. She bought a third-order super defense skirt, and also picked a fourth-order super defense hairpin that she could hide.

The two of them were very satisfied when they left, and they couldn't wait to return to the hidden floor of the Heroes Tower, and confessed the treasures they had purchased in the compartment, before they got together to chat and kill time.

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Two days later, the second game of the ring brought the city to life again. Walking out of the water curtain of the Qunying Tower, looking at the square and the streets were full of people, He Miaomiao and Qu Jingque finally squeezed into the ring square along the crowd, and entered the barrier with the token from the last time.

On the lotus platform where the clouds and mist gathered in the air, there were Tianshu Zhenren with crane hair and childish face, Lu Yunshen with a friendly smile on his face, and more than ten real people sent by the clan to watch the battle.

Tianshu Zhenren was in good spirits, turning his head from time to time to talk to the real people around him, or looking at the juniors waiting in the field with a relieved gaze, not looking like the city lord who was full of Yuanying, but like an old man who came to see the excitement.

After all the participating monks entered the barrier, he slowly got up, smiled and stretched out his hand to suppress it, signaling everyone to be quiet.

"The halftime match in the ring is about to start, please don't crowd the children watching the game in the square. The contestants are ready to be drawn again and the winner moves on to the next tournament until the top three are finished. ”

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand to the audience, and the three Jindan monks dressed in the costumes of the Sanxiu Hui immediately dispersed and went to the ring of Qi refining, Zhuji, and Jindan respectively to organize the lottery.

The forty contestants of the late Jindan - the perfect one, soon all achieved their own numbers. He Miaomiao drew the number one, and Qu Jingque drew the twelfth, and both of them were very glad that they didn't draw each other.

The same name as He Miaomiao is a female cultivator of the Beiyuan family, or because she has seen her fighting with Lu Shan, the female cultivator is always a little constrained when she moves. The uncertain fight was destined to not last long, and in less than half a pillar of incense, the competition ended with He Miaomiao's victory.

When it was Qu Jingque's turn to play, He Miaomiao's spiritual power had even recovered to its peak.

The female cultivator opposite Qu Jingque was dressed in a black gauze skirt, and a small black and silver mirror was suspended above her head, which continued to rotate at an indiscernible speed, and the dark light emitted was either refined into one piece or separated into dense thin needles.

Qu Jingque's sleeves shook, and the blue and red spiritual light drilled out from the black flags, turning into two smart long Jiao, shaking his head and tail, and pounced on the dark light at two ends.

She grew up in the East China Sea since she was a child, and she is very good at transfiguring sea beasts, a pair of long Jiaojiao wrapped their tails, and immediately turned into two fish with two wings, opening their fangs and sharp mouths to spew out countless golden arrows.

The other party only guarded against the sea beast itself transformed by the wood spirit and fire spirit, but who knew that a more aggressive gold spiritual power suddenly appeared, flying from all directions, making her unable to guard against it.

The female cultivator tried her best to defend and was already defeated, and her defense could not withstand a total of three attacks near and far, and the spiritual light around her body was shattered layer by layer, and she soon couldn't withstand the stronger and stronger golden arrow rain, and was protected by the ring formation and teleported to the stage.

Qu Jingque breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this, and transformed the sea beast and secretly attacked with golden spiritual power, which made her consume fifty percent of her spiritual power, if the female cultivator insisted on a stick of incense again, she would inevitably lose due to the exhaustion of spiritual power. Fortunately, the opponent's defense was weak, and the result was not far from what she expected.

Qu Jingque jumped out of the ring, pulled He Miaomiao to the side and sat cross-legged to breathe. Entering the late stage of the next game, there are only twenty consummation monks left, and when everyone recovers to the peak, a new round of competition will begin.

He Miaomiao had already returned to normal, only sitting quietly on the side with her eyes closed to recuperate. After more than half an hour, she suddenly felt something noisy in the distance, even through a barrier, and there seemed to be a slight explosion at the other end of the square.

She quickly got up and looked, and the sight was shocking to her.

The Yuanying real people on the stage all set out in unison, and quickly walked in the direction where the explosion came from, where a large area of blood mist rose up, mixed with the rich black qi, and it looked like there was a demon cultivator attacking.

The more than 100 monks who had fallen were physically incomplete, with frightened expressions, and many of them were enduring the severe pain of the cracking of the dantian and the dissipation of the spiritual energy, and they continued to struggle with wide eyes, but unfortunately there was no elixir in the world that could restore such a serious injury.

The body of Qi refining and foundation building with incomplete limbs was covered in a faint black mist, and the monk who was broken in Jindan hung his last breath, looking at the real person in the sky in despair and hope. Their bodies have been eroded by demonic energy, and even if the True Monarch is present, they are helpless.

There are also two real people in the early and middle stages of the Yuan Infant, who escaped death by luck, but they were still unable to control their minds because of the demonic qi entering their bodies.

A large area of the entire square was vacated, and it was isolated by the real people with an enchantment to prevent the demonic energy from continuing to spread. Several clan real people who were watching the battle saw their juniors fall to the ground lifelessly, and a monstrous anger burned wildly in their hearts.

"This is the end of the Immortal Conference!

He Miaomiao pulled Qu Jingque, who had just opened his eyes, and jumped into the ring behind several contestants, the area where they were located was cut off by a barrier, and it became the safest place in the square at this time.

"What kind of demon cultivator is so bold, and he dares to make trouble in the Immortals Conference?"

"Hmph, who else can there be besides the Tu Shan clan?"

"Yes, yes, yes, it must be them! Could it be that the Demon God Sacrifice is about to start, and they have started to slaughter Dao cultivators?"

There was a lot of discussion among the monks near the ring, and they didn't want to step out of the barrier and enter the square where they might encounter demonic energy.

He Miaomiao looked closely, there was no demonic energy in the place where the explosion occurred, and even the two Yuan Infants who were about to be demonized were taken away, and now only a few real people were left standing above the crowd to observe.

The blood on the ground continued to spread, and the stumps soaked in it looked a little terrifying, and the monk who had just watched the battle with excitement had even dissipated his soul from the world, and the person who launched this attack had long since disappeared.

He Miaomiao was about to pull Qu Jingque away, when she suddenly felt a coercion behind her, but there was no hostility.

"Fellow Daoist, please come with me. ”

Lu Shan, who was dressed in the uniform of a disciple of the Xuanqing Sect, was quite uncomfortable and took out a broad sword behind his back, signaling He Miaomiao and Qu Jingque to leave with him.

"Miao Miao?" Qu Jingque looked at He Miaomiao, and saw that she nodded a little uncertainly, so he jumped on the broadsword and pulled her up first.

The flying sword flashed through the barrier, crossed the crowded square, and quickly rushed out of the city gate to the cliff opposite the cloud bridge.