Early in the morning of the fourth day, nine of the twenty contestants had already been eliminated. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In other words, as long as one more of the remaining eleven contestants is eliminated, the rest will be able to enter the top ten! No matter how many contestant jade medals you have in your hand, as long as you can survive to the end, then you are one of the winners of this competition!

So far, Mu Yu has obtained a total of two jade medals, one is the jade medal of another Refining Seventh Disciple who was killed by Yu Jie, and the other is the one that was snatched from him by Mu Yu who took advantage of the loophole and defeated an injured Refining Sixth Cultivator.

Mu Yu knew very well that he was a catty, and from the very beginning, he corrected his identity: not a prey, nor a hunter.

In a small world with a radius of thousands of miles, the aura is rich to the extreme, and there are excellent elixirs almost everywhere, most of the years are around ten or twenty years, and the elixirs of fifty years are rare, and the hundred-year-old elixir like the bitter heart fruit is even rarer.

Here, there are first- to second-order demon beasts, they usually hunt for a living, mostly carnivorous beasts, but occasionally eat some elixirs to improve their own demon power.

As for why didn't the sect send a demon hunting team composed of monks in the foundation building period to kill the demon beasts here and protect the elixir to fully grow? The reason is that there are many first-order demon beasts in the small world, and there are also many second-order demon beasts, and this small world is incomplete after all, and the law is not stable, so it is difficult to withstand the breath of a monk in the foundation building period, even if it is a high-level foundation building period monk, if he is not careful, he will be twisted into ashes by the spatial vortex.

Only Qi refining stage cultivators will not be affected in the slightest here, beginner-level foundation-building period monks are better, as for middle-level foundation-building period monks, they can only exert their power, no more than six layers.

Once the sect declares war on the demon beasts of the small world, a large group of first-order demon beasts, under the leadership of the second-order demon beasts, will fight to the death with the sect, without thousands of years of hard work, it will not be able to sweep away the demon beasts of the small world, even if the sect wins the war, the vitality will be greatly injured because of this, and thus be exploited by the rest of the sects that are eyeing each other.

The storage bag for the elixir has been stuffed with Mu Yu, and as a last resort, Mu Yu vacated the capacity of a storage bag and started the crazy medicine collection mode.

In the eyes of Mu Yu, in addition to the first place being very tempting, the rest of the ranking rewards from the second to the twentieth place are far less valuable than a few elixirs.

Go back and plant it in the ground, water and cultivate it with a small black pot full of stream water, and the quality of its vintage will show a skyrocketing trend, and the pure and majestic medicinal power of the dime will also greatly enhance the power of pastoral language!

Suddenly, a majestic aura of spiritual power rushed up from a certain place, disturbing Mu Yu, who was preparing for retreat.

Performing the Wind Technique, the cyan air flow surrounded his legs, coupled with the speed of the Innate Realm, causing Mu Yu to turn into an afterimage, quickly flying through the vast grass leaf forest.

After running for more than thirty miles, Mu Yu stopped, he took a few breaths, and held a low-grade spirit stone in his hand to recover the consumed spiritual power.

Mu Yu swept around and found that the number of participating disciples who had rushed here had reached eight.

Almost everyone's eyes stayed on Mu Yu's body, and his expression was full of astonishment and doubt.

A fifth-level monk in the Qi refining period actually spent four days in peace?

Although the small world is as big as a thousand miles away, and the teleportation location is also random, the distance between the twenty contestants is not too far, and even if they deliberately escape, they will meet one or two other contestants on the way.

Or once entangled by monsters, the fierce fighting sound will also attract the rest of the contestants.

"Hey, this little insect really knows how to hide, in the past four days, I have searched almost every place within a hundred miles, but I have not been able to find him, and I thought that the rest of the contestants had taken the lead. A thin gray-robed disciple chuckled maliciously.

Mu Yu glanced at everyone coldly, some of the Sixth Refining Cultivators were about to move, and Senior Sister Song, Zhang Bao and other Refining Seven Disciples who had arrived also showed great interest.

"This junior brother, I don't embarrass you, I handed over the jade plate myself, and presented a hundred lower-grade spirit stones, so as to avoid the pain of skin and flesh. The thin disciple said proudly.

"What are you?" said the pastor indifferently.

The thin disciple was stunned for a moment, and then rebuked angrily: "Bold! You dare to insult Senior Brother, you are not afraid of ......."

"Now, I am not a brother and I with you, but a competitor! The pastor scoffed.

The thin disciple was speechless, he clenched his fists tightly, his expression flashed with a touch of cruelty, and sneered: "Toast and don't eat and drink, wait for me to break your bones, see if your mouth is still hard!"

Laugh at~~

It was too late, it was too fast, and before the thin disciple finished speaking, the three wind blades of the pastoral language arrived.

The thin disciple was shocked, and hurriedly slapped the storage bag, and an iron shield flew out, overflowing with runic light, and with a few snorts, it shattered the three wind blades that struck.

"Wind blades?" everyone was surprised.

Although there are only three of these wind blades, there is a gap between them and the normal five in a row, but the young man in front of him has not been in business for less than a year!

In other words, since he cultivated the first-order spell, it has been less than a year! Many outer disciples are still in the stage of mastering the first-order spell, and if they are as proficient as Mu Yu, to the technique of firing three wind blades in a row, even if they are old disciples who have cultivated for five years, they will be ashamed of themselves!

"Even Senior Brother Zhang Bao back then, he wasn't as terrifying as him, right?" Many people were surprised that this comprehension ability ...... It's a pity that the spiritual root is talented! Otherwise, this young man would have to be the elder's personal disciple.

However, there is no way to do this, practice to look at the spiritual root, no matter how smart you are, it is useless if the spiritual root is not good.

Just like the wise man among mortals, even if you are respected as a saint and a heavenly master, you can't practice without a spiritual root, and a fireball from a Qi refining period cultivator can easily kill you.

Feeling the pure spiritual power exuded on the wind blade, the thin disciple put away his thoughts, the strength of this pastoral language actually reached the peak of the fifth layer of the qi refining period! If the other party had a set of top-grade rune treasure equipment, the realm gap between the two would be enough to make up for it.

Indulge in a large number of first-order spells, wind blades, fireballs, ice picks, golden thorns......

Mu Yu strode forward and raised a small yellow shield to protect his face and most of his chest.

The thin disciple hurriedly retreated, and couldn't help but secretly hate in his heart, if he had just reined in his thoughts, would he be able to be pressed and beaten all the way by the other party? Under the full attack, how could the battle situation be in a state of stalemate, and even he would faintly gain the upper hand.

"Let's end it!" Mu Yu whispered, his eyes flashed with a ray of essence, his hands were pinched, and a mysterious force sucked at the thin disciple's defensive talisman treasure, broke away from his control, and fell aside.

Driver, push!

Boom!Boom~~

Forty talismans followed the finger of Mu Yu, and directly rushed to the front of the thin disciple and exploded, and the strong spiritual explosion impact caused the thin disciple to spurt out a mouthful of blood and staggered back.

Phew!

A gust of wind blew his sideburns and hair, his eardrums ached slightly, and his innate power converged on his right palm, slamming it violently, and a dull airflow distorted the void slightly.

With a miserable scream, the thin disciple was slapped to the ground by Mu Yu's palm, and it was no more than twenty rounds before and after!