At this time, the thing in front of Li Mu had pointed ears, red eyes, and white hair, and it turned out to be a rabbit!

And no matter how he used the power of divine sense or the power of the demon body's perception to investigate, he couldn't detect any special aura on this rabbit. www.biquge.info In other words, the little rabbit in front of him, the reward given by the Great Demon King himself, seems to be really just an ordinary rabbit......

"Give me such a rabbit because you want me to roast it and eat it? Is it possible that the meat of this skinny, small rabbit has the effect of rejuvenating?"

Li Mu touched the hard stubble on his chin, looked the rabbit up and down, muttered in his mouth, and guessed wildly.

The rabbit on the table was no more than the size of a palm, thin and small, but with thick white fur, and its appearance was somewhat gratifying.

The strange thing is that after the rabbit was taken out by him, he lay quietly on the table, looking at Li Mu motionless with his two eyes, and did not show any panic.

But this is not an impossible thing, maybe this rabbit is stupid, I don't know if I want to eat it? Li Mu shook his head, he really couldn't guess the mind of the great demon king, first the egg, then the rabbit, the rewards he gave casually were more outrageous than the other.

Could it be that he wanted to tease himself in this way, and take revenge on himself by the way?

If that's the case, then this big demon king's mind is too narrow-minded. Of course, it is also possible that Feng Qingyu was in a hurry and did not prepare the reward, these are just things that he took out of the storage bag casually.

Naturally, the demon clan also has things like storage bags, but this storage bag is too special - how can a living thing be placed in the storage bag?

And what do you do with a rabbit in your storage bag?

Li Mu was extremely depressed in his heart, but he was helpless. After staring at the rabbit for a while, he stopped paying attention to it.

He meditated on the ground, took out the Huiyuan Pill given by Lingxiao, opened his mouth and swallowed it, and began to recover his Yuan power.

Although there are some injuries on his body that are not light or serious, with the self-healing ability of his body, it is enough to heal them, so this day, he only needs to focus on recovering Yuan Li.

The effect of the Sanpin Hui Yuan Pill was very obvious, as soon as Li Mugang swallowed it into his stomach, he felt a pure Yuan Force flowing out of this pill, slowly entering his dantian, and quickly replenishing his Yuan Force.

He closed his eyes, didn't think about it, and concentrated on guiding these yuan forces, and began to replenish the yuan power deficit in his two dantians.

On the table, the rabbit he casually placed on it flashed red in his eyes, but he did not choose to escape, but stared at Li Mu tightly. From its eyes, there seemed to be a flash of wisdom.

At the same time, Li Mu's divine sense power silently enveloped an entire room.

This is his habit, and he must maintain the power of perception and vigilance of the outside world before he settles down.

This habit has never changed in the Xuanming Sect, let alone being on this strange Beiquan Mountain at this time.

In the quiet room, Li Mu's breathing became vague, and the rabbit looked at him motionlessly, with a faint red light in his eyes.

Silent.

......

on the square.

The sky was bright, and the glowing insects in mid-air scattered one after another, flew into the palaces one after another, and disappeared.

In the fifteen rings, the final winner of the foundation building period and the barbarian demon realm has still not been decided.

Everyone and demons gathered under the ring one by one to watch each competition.

The battle between the barbarian demon and the monk of the foundation building period, because most of the monks and barbarian demons in the foundation building period can fly with qi or imperial weapons, so they are generally not limited to the ring, but extend to the mid-air of the ring.

However, the rules set by Feng Qingyu are that even if the two sides of the competition fly into the air, once they exceed the range of the ring, they will be directly judged, so although the scope of their combat has expanded a lot, they must be more cautious, and they can't let themselves fly in the air beyond the range demarcated by the ring.

In the middle of the square, the five demon kings and Jiang Lanjian stood opposite each other, all silent.

The sword under Jiang Lan's sword was slightly glowing with blue light, and there was not a trace of aura on the whole person, but when he was here, he had to be stared at by the five demon kings tightly.

Its cultivation is like this, and the invisible deterrent power is so great that no one or demon dares not to pay attention to it.

Moreover, since Jiang Lanjian dared to come to Beiquan Mountain alone, it represented that he had one person and one sword, and he was not afraid of the demon kings of Beiquan Mountain.

You must know that up and down Beiquan Mountain, there are at least more than ten demon kings, and there are more than three big demon kings among them. Ordinary monks may not know, but Jiang Lanjian, as the head of a faction, how could he not know this?

The only explanation is that even if one person is alone against the ten demon kings, Jiang Lanjian has the strength to fight, or has the confidence to retreat with his whole body!

The sun rises and the darkness recedes completely.

Feng Qingyu turned his head to stare at the not very bright morning sun, and there was a strange light in his eyes, so the tip of his long nose was more conspicuous, but it didn't look ugly at all. He looked at the rising sun for a long time, and then looked back.

Feng Qingyu looked at Jiang Lanjian, and asked in a light tone: "The sword has been in the sea for hundreds of years, and has entered the sword path with the momentum of the waves, but now it has killed the demon heart and turned into a god?" ”

When the other four demon kings heard Feng Qingyu's question, they were all shocked, staring at him tightly, waiting for his answer.

Jiang Lanjian opened his eyes, he looked like a young man in his twenties, looking very immature. But in those eyes, there has always been calm and indifference, as if everything in this world has been seen by him at a glance, and there is nothing worthy of him to be moved.

His hair was half-white, which added a bit of old-fashioned air to him. At this time, his feet were on the sword, the corners of his clothes fluttered in the wind, and his figure was very thin, and he really felt that he would ride the wind at any time.

Jiang Lanjian watched the rising sun rise from the top of the distant mountain inch by inch, but he didn't look at Feng Qingyu and the other four demon kings, and he didn't seem to be ready to answer Feng Qingyu's question.

Feng Qingyu's face always had a smile that made people feel like a spring breeze, and he didn't feel angry at all because of Jiang Lanjian's ignorance.

However, among the four demon kings standing beside him, three of them were a little angry when they saw that Jiang Lanjian did not answer their big demon king's question for a long time. They turned their gaze to Feng Qingyu, with an inquiring intent in their eyes, and as long as Feng Qingyu gave an order, they would join forces to personally test the strength of this first monk in the Xuanying Realm.

Feng Qingyu shook his head slightly, turning his gaze to the middle of the field.

The sun gradually rose, Jiang Lanjian maintained a posture of turning his head to look at the sky, standing motionless on the sword, as if he was not ready to pay attention to these demon kings at all.

Time passed slowly, and as the sun fully rose into the middle of the sky, the last successful defender finally appeared in the ring below.

Jiang Lanjian didn't know when he started, and he also turned his gaze to the place in the ring.

Feng Qingyu smiled slightly, pointed to the ring below and asked, "Now the sword master, can you tell me who will be the one who will win the most among the fifteen people and the monks of the demon clan below?"

"There is no need to divide the firsts, this gamble will be nullified. After this celebration of the mountain lord is over, I will return to my Yuanli Island, and ten years later, before the secret realm is opened, I will come back to Beiquan Mountain. ”

Feng Qingyu was stunned for a moment, and then said happily: "Has the sword master changed his mind? ”

Jiang Lanjian stopped talking, he casually looked at the many monks and demon cultivators from the various sects and families of the Xuanying Realm, and the look in his eyes flashed a trace of unbearability for some reason.

Feng Qingyu bowed his hand towards Jiang Lan's sword slightly, and then his figure flashed, appearing in a certain ring, and after telling everyone that the final top three competition and exchange meeting would be held tomorrow, he returned to mid-air.

He faced Jiang Lanjian and asked, "The sword master has come to my Beiquan Mountain, and there are many things that are not well entertained-I wonder if the sword master is interested in following me to the golden summit of Beiquan Mountain and meeting my father?"

"No need, I've already communicated with him just now, sword master, please feel free, I'll go to the palace with my juniors to repair. ”

Feng Qingyu nodded, in fact, between Beiquan Mountain and the Seven Swords Sect, they were the biggest opponents of the two demon clans. The reason why he was so polite to Jiang Lanjian was, on the one hand, because he admired his cultivation, and on the other hand, he just did his best to be a landlord. Since Jiang Lanjian said so, he was not reluctant.

The people below the square left one after another, and Jiang Lanjian walked with his sword, falling into the ranks of the Seven Sword Sect below without slowness, and also led his disciples towards a certain palace.

In mid-air, the Demon King of the Xiaoyue Clan asked Feng Qingyu in a demon language: "The Great Demon King thinks that this Sword Venerable is so confident that he dares to come to my Beiquan Mountain alone, what is his reliance? Could it be that outside Beiquan Mountain, other Sword Venerables of the Seven Sword Sect have also arrived?"

Feng Qingyu shook his head: "Beiquan Mountain is a hundred miles away, and there are clansmen of my Split Sky Clan parading everywhere, even if it is a sword master of the Seven Sword Sect, it is impossible for him to sneak into here silently." Moreover, the sword venerables of the Seven Sword Sect will never make a large-scale dispatch. Brother Bai thinks that if five Sword Venerables appear here, what will I face in Beiquan Mountain?"

The face of the Demon King surnamed Bai of the Xiaoyue Clan changed, and then he said with a sigh: "The last time such a powerful Terran monk appeared, it was three thousand years ago, right?

Feng Qingyu said lightly: "Everything is predetermined, Jiang Lanjian is this person...... I can't see through it. However, the Seven Swords Sect is so prosperous and powerful today, and how do you know that thousands of years later, it will not become another Xuanming Sect?"

The conversation between the two demon kings disappeared into the wind, and in the northern realm after autumn, the white-haired wind that hung all year round blew the hair of the wind light feather.

When it comes to the Xuanming faction, Feng Qingyu's eyes are somewhat complicated. (To be continued.) )