The gray-bearded old man never thought that he would be so unlucky.

He finally gave birth to Jindan before his 100th birthday, that is, about 20 years ago. It's just that I didn't have time to participate in the last island-grabbing conference, so I postponed it until now and rushed to participate in this year's island-grabbing conference.

I thought that I had nearly twenty years of cultivation more than other monks, and I had almost reached the strength of the second layer of Jindan, and I should be a little stronger than the other Jindan monks who participated in the conference, and I could have a greater chance of grabbing the top ten spirit islands.

I didn't think about it, but I encountered this pair of double cultivation Jindan Taoist couples.

This pair of Taoist couples had already driven several Jindan first-level monks out of the ring in one go. Uh~, no, it was only the woman who did it, and the man still smiled and stood by, he didn't make a move at all, and his strength was not revealed.

If it is just that woman, he may still have the idea of fighting hard and competing for the best. But there is more of this man with unknown strength and a little sneer..."The more I look at it, the more difficult it is to deal with.

One-on-two, it's too hard.

The gray-bearded old man hesitated.

A green-shirted monk who was arbiting for this fight, saw the gray-bearded old man and Huangfu Bing'er in the ring for half a pillar of incense for a stalemate, repeatedly weighed it hesitantly, a little impatient, and said lightly, "If you are not sure, admit defeat, don't delay the hour!"

He was very unoptimistic about the gray-bearded old man. And because they are all monks of the Heavenly Dao Alliance who participate in the island seizure conference, they are not encouraged to fight to the death at the conference, and if the difference in strength between the two sides is too great, the arbitration can directly persuade one of the parties to abstain and admit defeat.

"Bow down to the wind!"

The gray-bearded old man was reprimanded by the Yuanying monk, and suddenly felt ashamed, and sighed, perhaps because he was not sure of it, and finally took the initiative to give up. Let's let others fight for this No. 2 Fire Spirit Island. He went to find a spirit island that was easy to grab, so as not to consume his strength in vain and affect the next fight.

The Jindan monks and Zhuji monks around the ring were waiting to see the excitement, but when they saw the gray-bearded old man taking the initiative to admit defeat, they couldn't help but feel a sense of regret. In the midst of the noise and ridicule, the gray-bearded old man collected the magic weapon and slipped out of the fighting ring.

"Jiang Hao abstained! The Ye couple won!"

The green-shirted infant monk, with an indifferent expression, made a ruling.

Ye Qin smiled faintly.

He had already expected this result, and Bing'er defeated two Jindan monks one after another, which seriously hit the confidence of the gray-bearded old man, and only then did he have the intention of retreating.

Because there was no loss in this fight, the two of them didn't need to rest, and directly met the challenge of the next Jindan monk. The next challenger was the big fat monk in the Golden Treasure Palace, who also took a fancy to the No. 2 Fire Spirit Island.

Ye Qin raised his eyebrows slightly.

He has a deep impression of the word "Treasure Palace", and he doesn't know what this Heavenly Dao Alliance's Treasure Palace has to do with the Treasure Treasure Palace, one of the eight ancient scattered cultivators in the Middle Earth Spirit Mist Realm.

He once broke through the underground labyrinth of the Xianyuan Palace and got a treasure gourd, which is also half related to the treasure real person.

On the main square of Baifu City.

A middle-aged man with a beard, a young man in a white shirt and a dignified young woman, the three of them looked at the two somewhat familiar monks in the ring, and couldn't help but be stunned that they were none other than Wei Dayuan, Zhu Tiannan, and Su Tong, who had been good friends with Ye Qin.

The three of them were all high-level foundation building monks, and they had also come here to participate in the White Floating City Island Seizure Conference. It's just that I didn't want to participate in the island capture meeting of the foundation monks, but I saw two somewhat familiar figures.

"Isn't that Brother Ye and his wife?" Monk Qiu was stunned for a long time, and pointed to Ye Qin and Huangfu Ben in the high fighting ring in disbelief, "How come they have all broken through to become Jindan monks in just over a year?!"

"I don't know. The power of Mrs. Ye's set of ice-based primordial magic weapons is really powerful, and she has already defeated several Jindan monks one after another. How strong does her divine sense need to be able to control sixteen handles at the same time?"

Su Tong's eyes were filled with consternation, and he couldn't believe Huangfu Bing'er's strength.

Zhu Tiannan looked at Ye Qin and Huangfu Bing'er in the ring, his eyes were dull for a long time, and he slapped the high-level feather fan magic weapon in his hand, and sighed for a long time, "Alas, alas, alas!"

Wei Dayuan wondered, "Brother Zhu, what are you sighing for?"

"It's unreasonable!"

Zhu Tiannan put together a feather fan, pointed at Ye Qin on the stage, and said sadly, "Look, an inferior character like Brother Ye, if he has strength or not, he has to rely on his wife to support him for a preparation conference." He doesn't have a good look, and he doesn't necessarily have much money if he wants money. But this is such a person, not only did he marry a wife, but he suddenly became a Jindan monk in just over a year, and from then on, the road to cultivating immortals was accessible. I think I, Zhu Tiannan, is young and promising, personable, talented, and has a good family background, and he is diligent in his hard work, but he is still in the cultivation of the eighth layer of the foundation, and he doesn't know how far he is from Jindan Avenue, far inferior to a person like him. What kind of heavenly principle is this, why doesn't God take care of me, alas~!"

"Brother Zhu, everyone has their own fate, you can't force it! Senior Ye is blessed with good fortune, and it is very out of everyone's reach.

Wei Dayuan persuaded and was speechless.

"Brother Jin, it looks like you're in trouble. That couple, especially the woman surnamed Huangfu in Shuiyun Palace, her set of ice-based primordial magic weapons is not comparable to ordinary primordial magic weapons, and it requires extremely strong divine sense to control it. Even if I use the Great Five Elements Sword Formation, I may not be able to have a chance of winning at the sixth or seventh level.

Unless the man surnamed Ye next to her doesn't have any combat power, you will have a chance to fight with that woman. Otherwise, as long as the man has half the combat power of the woman, your chances of winning are pitiful. ”

The purple-shirted woman watched Huangfu Bing'er's three competitions one after another, although she didn't see Ye Qin go all out, she still shook her head, very optimistic about Jin Da Fat.

After all, Ye Qin is a Jindan monk, and no matter how bad his strength is, he will not be far behind.

"People from the Water Cloud Palace in Xianque City?"

Jin Da Fat's eyes first swept over Huangfu Bing, and then he saw the Shuiyun Palace logo on her sleeve, and his pupils shrank slightly. I'm afraid that the Jindan monk of Shuiyun Palace is a little difficult to deal with.

Then, his gaze stayed on Ye Qin for a long time, except for a badge of the Dao Alliance on his sleeve, there was nothing else to prove his identity. Even Ye Qin's magic weapon is a low-level magic weapon that can no longer be garbage with a few pieces of garbage, and the street stalls are colorful, and I can't see any origin. In other words, most of the men surnamed Ye are casual cultivators and have no background background.

The look of the fat man Jin Da was suddenly a little disdainful.

"A Jindan monk from Shuiyun Palace and a Jindan scattered cultivator, what's so slow. Without a top-level magic weapon, even if it was a Jindan monk, he didn't have much combat power. Hmph, Senior Sister Zhou, let's see how I forced him out of the ring alive!"

He touched the large storage bag on his waist, which was filled with many mid-level and high-level magic weapons and various levels of talismans!" Full of self-satisfaction.

The gray-bearded old man Jiang Hao automatically admitted defeat and abstained, and after getting out of the ring, the golden fat man then flew into the ring.

The Jindan monks and Zhuji monks who were watching the battle around the ring once again began to quarrel eagerly. This golden fat man, as a Jindan monk of the Ancient Immortal Palace Jubao Palace, his strength is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary monks. I don't know if he can fight hard with that pair of Jindan Taoist couples.

Jin Fei Fat flew up to the big ring for No. 2 Spirit Island, and without saying a word, a top-level fire system magic bead in his hand was thrown out directly.

This top-level fire system magic bead slipped and spun in mid-air, gushing out a large area of the enemy's vast and surging Samadhi True Fire, which swept towards Huangfu Bing'er in the center of the ring.

He didn't expect this top-level magic bead to be able to break through Huangfu Bing'er's ice sword. I just want to use this top-level fire system magic bead to delay Huangfu Bing'er for a while. He took the opportunity to drive Ye Qin out of the ring.

As long as the monk is driven out of the range of the ring within a radius of 500 zhang, it is equivalent to losing, and he can no longer participate in the fight.

After he drove the monk surnamed Ye out, he would go back and fight with Huangfu Bing'er again. In this way, the joint efforts of the two of them were broken, without any worries, one-on-one, and the odds of winning Lingdao were greatly increased.

Of course, the premise of all this is that he can delay Huangfu Bing'er with the fire magic bead, as long as he takes a few breaths. He was confident enough to drive Ye Qin out of the ring in one fell swoop between these few breaths.

The big fat man threw out the fire bead to hit Huangfu Bing'er, and then opened his mouth and flew a small gold ingot-like Yuan Shen magic weapon, which rose to the size of a small giant mountain in a blink of an eye, and was dozens of zhang large, and pressed towards Ye Qin violently with the momentum of pressing the top.

He was secretly happy about his plan.

Ye Qin's few low-level magic weapons would definitely not be able to resist this gold ingot, and they would be finished if they touched it. If Ye Qin didn't take the initiative to retreat and leave the big ring, he would definitely be flattened alive by this gold ingot.

Ye Qin couldn't help but sneer when he saw that the big fat man didn't try to defeat Huangfu Bing'er first like the few Jindan monks in front of him, but attacked him first. How much guessed the mind of the fat man.

But, this big fat man, do you think he's easy to mess with?!

In the fighting ring, there was a clear roar, and a several-inch-long Nanming Lihuo sword shot out from Ye Qin's mouth, and immediately turned into a purple giant sword of nearly twenty zhang, and the sword body was surrounded by countless samadhi true fire.

Ye Qin's hand pointed far away, and when he headed towards the huge mountain-like golden ingots of the golden fat man, he slashed over with a sword.

"Bell!"

The gold ingot, which was as heavy as a giant mountain, was blocked by Nan Mingli's fire sword, and he couldn't suppress half a point, but instead.

"Nan, Nan Mingli Fire Sword...!Purple Sword Palace's palace magic weapon, how can it appear in your kid's hands?!"

The big fat man exclaimed.

He didn't have time to be shocked.

In the ring, Huangfu Bing'er screamed, and the sixteen ice spirit cold light swords had already hit the fire bead intensively, and in the blink of an eye, it "crackled" hundreds of times, and the top-level fire system magic bead was bombarded into pieces of fiery red fragments.

Then, sixteen ice spirit cold light swords formed a surging torrent that was cold to the bone, shooting towards the back of the golden fat man. ！~！

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