In the autumn mood, he raised his hand and waved, and the silk turned into a long whip and flew towards him.
After only one meeting, Bai Mengjin felt something was wrong.
When has autumn ever been so strong? The released spiritual power was so surging that she actually felt as deep as the ocean.
In a hurry, the gray-white fragments of jade flew back like flying flowers.
Under the control of the strong autumn mood, the silk cloth seemed to have eyes, and it flew around like a spiritual snake. Only a few "boom boom" sounds were heard, and the gray mist was shattered by her.
There were exclamations in the audience, and the disciples surrounded Senior Sister Yu, talking all over the place.
"Senior Sister Yu, your odds are unreasonable, right? I think Senior Sister Qiu and Junior Sister Bai are evenly matched!"
"Yes! With Master Qiu's strength, it doesn't look like he will lose easily."
"So Senior Sister Qiu is so powerful? She was really low-key before... In this case, her performance in the spiritual training conference is really unreasonable! Is it really..."
"What nonsense are you talking about? If you believe what Senior Sister Qiu said, then you suspect that Junior Sister Bai is colluding with monsters? How is that possible!"
"Then if you believe Junior Sister Bai, do you think that Senior Sister Qiu is lying?"
Qiu Yinong's words just now were too fierce. Once the disciples were biased, it was almost impossible to coexist, and they started to quarrel while talking. Those who believe in Qiu Yi Nong believe that Bai Mengjin is indeed a ghost. Those who believe in Bai Meng Jin cannot explain Qiu Yi Nong's behavior.
Amidst the noise, Senior Sister Yu shouted: "That's enough, shut up!"
There was silence in the colorful shed.
Senior sister Yu said: "We don't know the truth. Both of you are our classmates, so please don't argue anymore. The master will judge after all."
The disciples are not convinced, but it is useless to argue now. Everyone can only shut up for the time being and watch the competition first.
On You Yan's side, several people noticed the movement.
Liu Zhi couldn't help but look worried: "No matter what the truth is today, there is already a rift between the disciples, Senior Sister Qiu... alas!"
You Yan also complained about the strong autumn mood. Even if there was something really wrong, there was no need to make it happen on an occasion like today, right? When it comes to evidence, there is no evidence. Instead, it makes the disciples pull each other away. What is the purpose?
"Who do you two senior sisters believe?" Shen Hanqiu's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
You Yan and Liu Zhi looked at her.
"Junior Sister Shen..."
Although everyone has a good relationship, is this issue too in-depth? On the surface, they ask who they believe, but in reality, aren’t they asking how they stand? Should he stand as the sect leader or the young sect leader?
You Yan's expression remained unchanged: "We don't care about this, we still have to wait for the teacher to verify it."
Shen Hanqiu smiled, but said: "Intuitively, I trust Junior Sister Bai. After all, Senior Sister Qiu used to... However, it seems that Senior Sister Qiu has no reason to lie. She exposed it in public like this. If she can't produce evidence afterwards, how can she do it in the future? To gain a foothold in the sect? She has worked hard for so many years, why would she want to ruin her image?"
You Yan remained silent. What Shen Hanqiu said was exactly her doubts.
What Qiu Yinong did today was very different from her past behavior. No matter how you think about it, it was both harmful and unhelpful. Why did she do it?
Thinking like this, she caught a glimpse of Lin Baiyu's heavy expression and asked, "Junior Brother Lin, what are you thinking about?"
Lin Baiyu said slowly: "Senior Sister Qiu...when did you become so strong?"
Others may not know it, but he and You Yan grew up together with Qiu Yinong and knew her abilities clearly.
You Yan looked towards the ring and saw the autumn-rich silk fabric dancing like a god. Under her repeated pressure, Bai Mengjin did not get any advantage.
She couldn't help but have a headache and murmured: "There is always an ominous premonition that something might be going on..."
The battle on the stage became more and more intense. The thick autumn air was thrown out, and the huge mana swept away. The entire arena was covered, squeezing Bai Mengjin's space smaller and smaller.
At the beginning, the gray and white broken jade could still compete with it, but the autumn-rich silk was everywhere, and gradually formed a huge magic circle on the ring, and the broken jade became less and less.
Bai Mengjin frowned and looked towards Qiu Yi.
Qiong Yu Gong has the meaning of silent death, and she has rarely encountered situations where she was at a disadvantage in a confrontation. But when autumn comes, the silk scrolls can dissolve it, which is really weird...
The shawl was thrown again, Bai Mengjin raised his hand and released a spiritual light.
The figure in the autumn mood is like lightning, coming in a flash.
Bai Mengjin was forced to retreat. With two fingers, the broken jade was shot out and pressed against the silk.
At this moment, it is a pure competition of strength, to see who has deeper skills and a deeper foundation.
"Why, why don't you take out your umbrella?" Qiu Yi Nang said coldly, "Do you think you can defeat me with this move alone?"
Bai Mengjin looked at her seriously and suddenly said: "What kind of magic skills have you practiced?"
Qiu Yi Nong was furious: "At this time, you are still slandering me!"
Then she swung the silk around, creating layers of gauze shadows, and the mana on the stage was turbulent.
"Crack-pop!" There was a sudden explosion in the air, but the pressure of the magic power reached the extreme, compressing the air and making a roaring sound.
The disciples in the audience, as well as the elders on Yuntai, couldn't help but look at him sideways.
"Senior nephew Qiu's cultivation is so profound?" Elder Gan was surprised.
The current situation in the autumn atmosphere is as if the sword cultivator's sword energy is too sharp and suppresses the sound of the sword. Only if the strength is strong enough will it appear.
Facing such heavy magic power, Bai Mengjin was overwhelmed. In the previous few competitions, she had always clicked until the end. Except for the parasol in the first game, she didn't use it later if she could.
After all, the yin-yang umbrella can stir up demonic energy. If used in a sect competition, it would overly reveal her identity as a demon cultivator and give people a bad impression.
But now, she was cornered. Qiu Yi Nong's strength is beyond imagination. If he doesn't take action, the only way is to lose.
Among the vast gauze shadows, a little light suddenly appeared.
But it was Bai Mengjin who transformed into a yin-yang umbrella.
She slowly opened it, and the breath of the arena suddenly stagnated, and then swayed. Spiritual energy flows in from the yang side, demonic energy flows out from the yin side, and the black and white colors instantly sweep across the arena.
"You finally took action." Qiu Yinong said, his figure like lightning, approaching her suddenly.
In a hurry, Bai Mengjin suddenly raised his palm and struck her violently.
This was a normal mana competition, but at the next moment, Bai Mengjin felt something was wrong.
She couldn't move her hands away! It was firmly sucked!
She suddenly raised her head and met her autumn eyes.
At such a close distance, she saw the strange and inexplicable blood-colored shadow flashing in Qiu Yi's thick pupils.
Something's wrong!
But it was too late, Qiu Yinong seemed to have a magnet in her body, sucking her in tightly. That weird aura surged over her, causing a surge of demonic energy in her body.
Demonic energy overflowed from Bai Mengjin's body. Her whole body was covered by black shadows, her eyes were filled with dark shadows, and her face was stained with a strange green color. In the blink of an eye, she changed from a peerless and independent fairy to one that seemed to have never been born before. Evil spirits crawling out of hell.
"No!" Yuan Songqiao suddenly stood up on the cloud platform, "Quickly interrupt them!"
