Ji Shijiu only threw a wisp of searching gaze in a certain direction, and after a sharp gaze, he swaggered back to his original position with a smile on his face, and began to talk and laugh. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As if nothing had happened.

However, he still secretly explained to the transmission of the Seven Uniques.

Of course, he didn't tell all kinds of things, but he just said perfunctorily that he didn't want to be too presumptuous, afraid that Mu Xiu would be in the forest.

Qijue didn't mean to pursue it again, but once again encouraged him earnestly.

The competition venue of the lowest layer of the foundation building was not the focus of their attention, and the competition of the Jiedan layer did not pay too much attention, and the four of them almost all focused on the battle of the cultivators of the top layer of the Transformation Realm, in order to know themselves and their opponents, and no matter how bad they were, they could have a rough prediction.

But suddenly, the sighs of a group of people in the same team caught their attention.

It turned out that there were several foundation building monks from the various gates of the Three Holy Cities at the base level, not to mention that they had the same way of playing, and they also had some connections with someone Ji.

These cultivators all threw out all kinds of talismans to attack each other without money, and even the positions and talismans used were all the same.

Ji someone can't help but see it now.

These small repairs are really the same, and I don't know how many of them will not go bankrupt.

At that time, he chose that style of play out of desperation, and he dared to do so with the full support of the Ji family.

Could it be that these small repairs have his background back then, I'm afraid it may not be.

Even Shang Keqin laughed and said, "Brother Ji, your influence on these small repairs is really deep enough." ”

"Hahaha, thanks to Brother Shang's praise, it's natural for people to have a herd mentality when they are weak. ”

Ji Nineteen laughed casually, not worth it.

"Well, herd mentality! This statement is rare and insightful, and it deserves to be the originator of these minor repairs!"

Shang Keqin looked like an old pedant, shaking his head and commenting.

The narrowed eyes suddenly flashed, as if they had really realized something.

It's very mysterious.

Ji someone was snooping, noncommittal, and didn't want to answer his words again.

Obviously, it was a momentary oversight, and once again popped up a term that did not exist in this world, and I was too lazy to explain anything.

Only Murong Yan understood him very well, and at a glance, he re-noticed the large number of Transformation Realm competition venues.

The time of the competition in each field was long and short, and after half an hour, it was finally Murong Yan's turn to play.

The duel against him was a disciple named Tan Guan under the Boundless Sect of the Hanging City.

This person looks like a dog, and his gorgeous clothes show his wealth.

But those pair of straight and squinted slits, the small eyes glowed with an obscene light, staring at Murong Yan who was floating like a fairy, which was really unpleasant to the eye.

This guy also pretended to be chic and wanted to salute first and then soldier, but Murong Yan, who had long been unhappy with him, launched an attack brazenly without waiting for his body to lean forward.

And when it came up, it was the same as Ji Nineteen, the Dao sword was like rain, and it was also mixed with the sword and sword that she inspired.

A cold face and a soul-stirring face.

I don't know how many cultivators in the stands were attracted by her ruthless energy.

"It's spicy enough, Tan likes it. ”

And the guy on that side actually rolled the corners of his mouth, as if he was swallowing the drool, and the original form was revealed in one sentence, as frivolous as he wanted.

The moves used are also gentle and gentle, as if there is no lethality at all.

It was a three-foot embroidered folding fan that flew up and down in front of this person, as if by magic, white pigeons and other birds and birds were crisply singing and gushing out, pink petals were flying, and the wind and drizzle were accompanied, and the willow green leaves were sprinkled one after another.

I don't know where I know it's powerful, and I thought it was a beautiful woman who was going to dance.

What I know is to sweat for the cold beauty.

This is a well-known drunken trick, a method used to deal with female cultivators.

Sure enough, Murong Yan frowned, his nose fanned, and he smelled a sweet aroma mixed with fine wine.

As soon as the shop found out, he felt that something was wrong.

This is a battlefield, although it is a competition, it is also an occasion for real swords and guns to fight to win or lose with strength, then there may be people who fall in love with you.

Besides, he was still competing with a cultivator who was so frivolous.

Vigilance is instantly raised to the highest, the nose is closed, and even the ears are closed.

This is still her quick reaction, only a few breaths, and the love scene with someone Ji appeared in her mind, which is already on the way.

The mana rolled in, incinerating the foreign qi inhaled at the previous moment, and the meditation exercise was running even faster, throwing away distracting thoughts and concentrating on the competition.

At this time, there were countless Ya Que who bypassed the Dao Sword like a huge school of fish and were about to attack and kill Murong Yan's body.

"Hmph, Dengzi, die. ”

The sparrows still had the same holy white snowflakes as when they first appeared, and they were completely changed, all with sharp beaks and red eyes, and black and shiny feathers, and rushed rushing with chirp.

Murong Yun, who reacted, spat out his mana wildly, and more sharp swords swept towards both sides.

For a while, the terrible birdsong was fierce, and the black bird feathers and scarlet blood droplets soared.

"Hey, the beautiful girl reacts quickly. ”

The cultivator on the other side didn't feel sorry for those miserable deaths, his eyes were glowing with color, and he slammed the hanging folding fan in the air, and then pressed down fiercely.

'Hula,' the wind roared.

The previously dense rain of petals, weeping willows and wind were scattered in an instant.

The wind like a sharp knife swept away, flashing thousands of miles away.

Although there are many Dao swords, they can stop all these pervasive winds.

"Rampant!"

Murong Yan grimaced his eyebrows and gritted his teeth to squeeze out two words, and his hands danced quickly.

In an instant, a crystal wall made of mana was in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, it was like a silent barrage hitting the curtain densely, crackling and crackling, mixed with click, click, click.

It was as if the hastily stirred up mana crystal wall was a little overwhelmed.

Qianqianyu's hand reached upward, and the follow-up mana surged, which made the crystal wall intact.

"Yo, Niu'er deserves to be a realm cultivator. The trail likes. Again. ”

The corners of Na Tanguan's mouth were crooked, and he had to make a move.

Murong Yan will still let him come there.

Groups of Dao swords swarmed up, like ten thousand swords firing at once.

"Hey, Drizzle wants to ...."

The latter words didn't have time to be spoken, and the cultivator called Tanguan was already in a hurry.

The reason, of course, was that he misjudged that these Dao swords summoned by Murong Yan were ordinary magic weapons, thinking that they were only won by numbers, and they did not have much power.

But after the wall of qi he had propped up collapsed, several layers of defensive magic weapons were breached, and there was no longer the arrogance just now.

He hurriedly threw out more defensive magic weapons to protect his body, and the mana surged like a river bursting to the crystal wall like an eggshell in the innermost layer that was hastily activated. (To be continued.) )