Mu Xindaoren nodded lightly, the purple light flashed on his right hand holding the bamboo scroll, but there was no more words, he turned his eyes and continued to pay attention to the other three pairs of competitions.

These three competitions seem to be relatively evenly matched, and it seems that they can't immediately tell the winner for a while, after all, not everyone can have such a surprising winning method as Wu Tianhao, and it is not possible to work with one blow every time.

In the camp to the west of the ring, Qiu Yeyu raised his hand to look at the number in his palm and fell into deep thought, looking puzzled, and didn't seem to pay much attention to the competition in the ring.

After a long time, Qiu Yeyu finally couldn't hold back the doubts in his heart, turned his head to look at Qiong Xiang and asked, "Aunt Qiong, what is this mark in my hand?"

Qiong Xiang suddenly felt strange, she had already seen Qiu Yeyu's number, and the mark was clearly only the number "seventy-two", where were there other unusual marks.

Qiong Xiang turned her head to look at Qiu Yeyu's palm with puzzled thoughts, and saw a strange rune appear directly above the line of numbers at some point, just at the junction of the five fingers and the palm of her hand, and from time to time flashing with a strange purple and yellow brilliance, which was very strange.

Qiong Xiang was also puzzled for a while, and looked at it intently for a while, and suddenly said, "Xian'er, show me your palm!"

Ni Mengxian tilted her head suspiciously, first raised her hand to look at her palm, and then stretched out her white and tender little hand.

Qiong Xiang pulled Ni Mengxian to Qiu Yeyu's side, and compared the two, but except for the words "fifty-three" that were also printed, the special rune could not be found at all.

"Night Rain, did this seal appear with the numbers?" Qiong Xiang thought for a moment and asked earnestly.

"No, it came later!" Qiu Yeyu thought for a moment. Shaking his head.

"Well, you don't have to worry too much about this, this seal seems to contain a few wisps of pure Saint Yuan Qi, that is, only monks above the Chengxin Stage can practice the Pure Spirit Yuan, I believe that Venerable Mo entered it when he gave you the Spirit Yuan mark, there should be no risk!" Qiong Xiang looked at it thoughtfully for a while, and explained after savoring the aura emanating from the strange rune.

Qiu Yeyu nodded stupidly. For a while, he couldn't understand why the three-foot boy wanted to make this mark on him, and this was the best time to understand the strength of other fellow Daoists who had entered the Absolute Immortal Valley, so he put this question aside for the time being.

At this time, another gong sounded, Qiu Yeyu looked up as if he woke up from a dream, and said, "Well, Yu'er knows! Aunt Qiong, it seems that the second batch is about to start!"

"Take a good look at these people's skills, after entering the Absolute Immortal Valley, you will be equal to competitors!" Qiong Xiang suddenly sighed. Looking at the eight young men and women who walked into the ring, he sighed leisurely.

Qiu Yeyu and Ni Mengxian turned their heads and looked up, only to see that the six men and two women in the ring had already faced each other in two by two, and one of them had even fought together.

"Huh!" Qiu Yeyu suddenly stared at one of the two women who were still facing each other, and he was a little distracted.

This girl is seventeen or eighteen years old, and she is slim and beautiful. A pink skirt sets off the delicate face with a gentle and lovely face.

"Why, just look at other people's little girls to be beautiful......" Ni Mengxian inadvertently turned around. Seeing Qiu Yeyu's dejected appearance, a feeling of untaste came to my heart.

"Where do you think of it!" Qiu Yeyu didn't care, he just silently looked at the girl in the pink skirt in the southwest corner of the ring, his eyes rolling as if he was thinking about something.

Ni Mengxian suddenly felt strange, from Qiu Yeyu's eyes, she seemed to see a little gentle divine light. And this kind of divine light is not like the fiery state of mutual admiration between men and women. After thinking for a while, he still couldn't figure out what he was thinking, so he followed his gaze and paid attention to this gentle and lovely girl in a pink skirt.

Under the gaze of the two, this pair of beauties also made a move. The pink little hand of the girl in the pink skirt flicked the long skirt, and a pale green glow flashed. A scent of flowers and plants emanated, and at the same time, a delicate basket of turquoise flowers flew up, swirling and drifting around the girl's body.

The fragrance of flowers continued to disperse with the rotation of the flower basket, and in the blink of an eye, almost the entire place in the ring was shrouded in this fragrant fragrance, even those masters of the old and serious sects couldn't help but move, and the sense of elegance and comfort was so fascinating.

"It's coming!" Qiu Yeyu suddenly said without a head or an end.

Ni Mengxian only felt strange, but she didn't ask anything, because at this time, the girl in the pink skirt did it again. Her graceful defloration action was indeed so gentle, and then a soft wood spirit aura emanated.

A small pink flower flew away, and began to diverge within two or three feet of its distance.

A small flower turned into a rain of flowers in just a few breaths, drowning the ring in the southwest corner.

The other woman's wrist holding up the short sword froze in mid-air, and she was a little overwhelmed for a while, as if she had been fascinated by the rain of flowers in the sky.

"This child's illusion attainments have a certain degree of popularity!" While Qiu Yeyu was still in a daze, Qiong Xiang's voice suddenly came from the side, as if he could see his thoughts at this time, and continued: "The illusion formed by this 'Holy Flower Treasure Basket' cannot be cracked by a disciple of the Qi Transformation Period, that girl is not simple!"

Qiu Yeyu nodded subconsciously, and continued to stare at the ring that was flooded by the rain of flowers, and was a little nervous for a while, but he was silently worried about the girl in the pink skirt in his heart.

Suddenly, Qiu Yeyu seemed to remember something and began to look around, trying to find something. After a moment, he withdrew his gaze a little frustratedly, and continued to watch the girl's every move that made him a little out of shape.

Although he couldn't see the girl's actions in the rain, he seemed to know what was going to happen, and muttered to himself like a mosquito: "Listen to the lotus ......"

After that, the words became vague, and even Ni Mengxian, who was standing next to Qiu Yeyu, could only vaguely hear the word "little sister", and the words behind it were like mosquitoes buzzing.

Ni Mengxian also muttered in her heart now, Qiu Yeyu's strange behavior has proved that he did know this woman before, and the relationship must be good. At this time, I listened to the vague word "listening to the lotus" in his mouth, and for a while began to guess the relationship between Qiu Yeyu and this girl.

The prosperity is gone, and all the qiē is calm. The girl in the pink skirt lightly rested on the opponent's spiritual veins with one hand, and elegantly carried the emerald flower basket with the other, with a faint smile, no one would have thought that she would win a game like this.

"Report your name, little girl!" Mu Xindao's heart moved slightly, but he asked quietly.

The girl in the pink skirt gently put away the slender wrist pressed on the opponent's shoulder, and after saluting Mu Xindaoren, her voice was as crisp as a yellow warbler: "Xue Ling Bai Bi Sect Listen to the lotus!"

Mu Xindao did not hesitate, the purple and yellow light on his wrist flashed, and the name of Qiu Tinghe was included in the bamboo scroll, and then he turned his attention to the other three competition venues again.

After a while, the girl in the pink skirt suddenly felt a familiar feeling from behind her, and she subconsciously turned her head to look. Looking at each other, a feeling of joy suddenly came to her heart, and a familiar face appeared in front of her in front of her in the west of the ring, and she suddenly smiled and had the intention of stepping forward.

Qiu Yeyu suddenly felt that something was wrong, and shook his head at the girl in the pink skirt, but he didn't make a sound.

The girl in the pink skirt was about to stop running, and she looked a little disappointed.

After a while, she secretly calmed down her joy and walked out of the ring as if nothing had happened. Walking along the edge of the ring towards the camp east of the ring, it was as if nothing had happened.

Qiu Yeyu watched silently for a while, and once again set his eyes on the ring of the other three groups of competitions.

These three groups are all men's competitions, and naturally they are not as elegant as this group of women's competitions. The brilliance and sound of the amazing aura collision continued to spread, as if the battle was in full swing, and it seemed that it was impossible to distinguish the winner from the loser for a while. (To be continued......)