Jumu Zhenren looked around at everyone, and when he saw that everyone was not interested, he smiled with satisfaction. He worked tirelessly this time, ran this trip, and assigned two of his most proud disciples to participate in this fight, so he naturally came for this "Lingxiao Tower".

These monks who were assigned to participate in the fighting, except for Xiao Ziyang, the youngest was over fifty years old, and they all became Jingxiang figures. When I first heard the name of 'Lingxiao Tower', although my heart was hot, but after thinking about it, I understood that with the respect of the real people of the giant tree, if he had no plans, how could he come here in person. This "Lingxiao Tower" is naturally in the bag of the two disciples of Jumu Zhenren.

Seeing that everyone looked like they were understanding, Jumu Zhenren smiled and nodded, and continued to speak: "In addition, in order to increase your strength, each person can choose one of these magic weapons. As long as we win this fight, the magic weapon you choose will be your reward. And if someone can kill any disciple of the Great Snow Mountain Sect on the opposite side and take his head, he can exchange it for a higher quality magic weapon from me. ”

As soon as Jumu Zhenren finished speaking, the atmosphere in the main hall suddenly became warm. The quality of the magic weapon taken out by Jumu Zhenren is clear to everyone, and the value of each piece is more than 700,000 medium-grade spirit stones. If he could kill another disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect, it would be a reward of nearly two million medium-grade spirit stones, which was a fortune that would make the Jindan monks desperate.

Xiao Ziyang sat on the side and sneered in his heart, "This giant wood real person is worthy of being a person who has lived for more than three hundred years. It's really watertight to get things done. If he can win this fight, the priceless treasure 'Lingxiao Tower', which can be called a magic weapon that can be called a powerful one, will naturally fall into his pocket, and everyone will naturally be able to share the soup and drink it. If he loses, it is naturally because these people are incompetent, and it has nothing to do with him Jumu Zhenren.

With the profound cultivation of his two disciples and the excellent magic weapons, as long as he didn't take the strength to rob the 'Lingxiao Tower', even if he lost, it would be easy to save his life. And no matter if you win or lose, you can kill me by the way, and get back the 'Worry-Free Divine Armor', it's really a triple win! Should I take this opportunity to kill Wang Ziling?" Thinking of this, Xiao Ziyang's heart was full of murder.

"It's not appropriate, if I kill Wang Ziling this time, I will definitely not be able to hide it from Jumu Zhenren, with my current strength, if I encounter those half-hung fake Dan monks, I may be able to escape with my life. But in the face of a great master of Jindan in pregnancy and infancy, Jumu Zhenren, I am afraid that if someone sneezes or farts, they can kill me!" Thinking of this, Xiao Ziyang silently suppressed the murderous intent in his heart.

He looked at these monks who were about to participate in the competition, all of them were rewarded by the real people of Jumu, their faces were red and their ears were hot, and their eyes were greedily staring at the magic weapons on the table, and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts: "This time, the Great Luo Sect uses the 'Spirit Tower' as bait, and the opposite side must also be elite." Based on the information he got from Cang Soulzi's memory, it can be seen that with the strong strength of the Great Snow Mountain Sect that is no less powerful than the ten major sects of good and evil in the Central Plains, I am afraid that the Great Luo Sect will lose much more, and when the time comes, I wonder how many of these eager people will be able to come out alive?"

Although Xiao Ziyang sneered in his heart, his face also showed a faint look of greed, looking at the ten magic weapons on the table.

Just as everyone's voices were getting more and more enthusiastic, Jumu Zhenren raised his hand and pressed down, and the hall was suddenly silent.

"Okay, let's choose the magic weapon that suits us, just choose them one by one according to the level of cultivation, after choosing, there are still two days to take advantage of the competition, and everyone is familiar with the magic weapon. ”

According to the arrangement of Jumu Zhenren, everyone selected thousands of magic weapons one by one. The first to be selected were naturally the two disciples of the real person. And among these ten magic weapons, there are also two magic weapons whose value is comparable to the "Ruyi" shield in Xiao Ziyang's hand, needless to say, this is exactly what Jumu specially prepared for his two disciples.

With Xiao Ziyang's cultivation, it is naturally indisputably ranked at the bottom of the list, and the last magic weapon is probably also "carefully" prepared by Jumu Zhenren for Xiao Ziyang. Although this magic weapon can also be called the best, it is an ordinary superb magic weapon that cannot even be entered on the third floor of Lingxiao Pavilion.

After Xiao Ziyang got the magic weapon, he put it away as if nothing happened. When he turned around and walked back, more than a dozen eyes of sympathy, disdain, or murderous intent fell on him.

After Xiao Ziyang received the magic weapon, Jumu Zhenren waved his hand, signaling that everyone could retreat. When everyone walked out of the main hall, a low-ranking monk immediately stepped forward and led everyone to the room that had already been arranged in the side hall.

Entering the room, Xiao Ziyang casually grabbed a middle-grade spirit stone and sent away the low-level monk who was happy to be in the fifth layer of the Qi cultivation period.

Xiao Ziyang took out the flying sword magic weapon he had just received from the storage bag on his waist, and as expected, a very vague tracking magic circle was attached to the magic weapon. He sneered, threw the magic weapon on the table, and said in his heart: "When I am a poor ghost who has never seen a magic weapon, or an idiot with no brains? Such a tattered flying sword, even if you can't see the tracking circle on it, I'm afraid that no monk will take what the enemy gave with you." If you come up with a better magic weapon, you may be able to make the uncle entangled. Hmph!"

What he didn't expect was that he really let him guess, in the eyes of Jumu Zhenren, Wang Ziling and others, Xiao Ziyang, a monk who had only built a foundation for five or six years, what kind of magic weapon could he have? The magic weapon they arranged for Xiao Ziyang, although it was not as good as shit in Xiao Ziyang's eyes, but if it fell into the eyes of ordinary monks who had not built a foundation for a long time, the best flying sword worth nearly 100,000 medium-grade spirit stones could only be obtained in a dream!

They thought about it, Xiao Ziyang got this magic weapon, even if he guessed that there was a tracking magic circle on it, they were afraid that he would have to take it with him in order to save his life in the Dharma Fighting Field the day after tomorrow.

After laughing at the IQ of Jumu Zhenren, Xiao Ziyang sat down and quietly thought about future countermeasures. As for the competition the day after tomorrow, hmph! Even he Wang Ziling was sure that he would save his life, let alone himself! He didn't take it to heart at all.

Looking at the way this giant wood real person acts, it is obviously not a good stubble, if he kills Wang Ziling by himself, I am afraid that this giant wood will personally deal with him. But Wang Ziling must die, otherwise he will be stared at by this person like a poisonous snake every day, and he will not even be able to sleep well; let him deal with himself again and again, one day he will find out his old bottom, and then I am afraid that he will die without a place to bury.

"Now it seems that this Da Luo faction may not be able to stay any longer, so I will kill Wang Ziling and then escape from Xiliang Kingdom!"

Wang Ziling, as the golden pill seed of the Great Luo Sect, killing him will definitely cause an uproar.

As one of the six major immortal sects in Xiliang, the Daluo faction ranks second in the famous sect, with strong strength, and there are more than 100 Jindan elders in the sect. How can he escape the revenge and pursuit of the Da Luo faction?

Xiao Ziyang suddenly turned his head to look at the flying sword that was still on the table like garbage by himself.

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