As the last piece of incense was burned to ashes, the competition on the stage also came to an end.
"Ling'er, Ling'er!" Yan Shu in the audience waved her hands excitedly, her eight-foot-tall figure standing out among the crowd.
Jiang Ling'er smiled, leaned down and landed under the stage.
"Oh my God, Ling'er, you were so handsome just now!" Yan Shu hugged her with a hug, her face full of excitement, "When those old men rushed over just now, you didn't know how nervous I was. !”
Jiang Ling'er had a smile on her face, listening to the chirping of the girl beside her, nodding in agreement from time to time.
Competition stage auditorium.
"Ziyu, why is it you? Where is your master?" Elder Jiji frowned and looked at the person behind the boy and asked.
"Old Yu, Master, he is in seclusion. I will take care of the external affairs for the time being." The young man in white clothes and snowy clothes smiled at the corner of his mouth, bowed and cupped his hands.
"In this case, then you arrange for someone to go to Fu Feng and ask them to take them back!" Mr. Yu shook his head, pointed at the back of the girl who was walking away, and said helplessly: "Not one of them knows that they ate the wrong food. What kind of medicine, send all the people to me, why, what kind of paradise is I here?"
The boy who was traveling with him noticed that Yu Lao was starting to babble, so he quickly gave him a wink to let him go.
Jiang Ziyu nodded with a smile and stood up to look for the back pointed by Yu Lao. When the distance got closer and closer, the man suddenly turned back with a gentle and peaceful smile on his face.
is her?
She's not dead?
When Yan Ziyu saw her appearance, his body froze and his expression was complicated. He paused, thought for a moment, and flew away in the opposite direction.
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Jiang Ling'er returned to the courtyard and began to review today's competition.
She took out the Fire Dragon Talisman from her storage bag and looked at it from front to back. The symbols on the yellow paper contained a faint light, which was no different from before.
She remembered the abnormality when she injected spiritual energy into the fire dragon talisman today, and her spiritual consciousness probed into it.
Giant dragons jumped up and down in the boiling magma, scorching heat waves hit their faces, and dragon roars could be heard from time to time.
She was so shocked that she let go of the talisman, and her consciousness quickly retracted as if she had been burned.
It turns out it's not an illusion, it's the fire dragon talisman that has mutated!
She stroked her temples and guided the spiritual energy into the center of her eyebrows.
There are black and red light groups floating in the sea of consciousness. If you look closely, you will find that both of them are mixed with a faint trace of purple.
Is it the mutation caused by the Hongmeng purple energy?
Jiang Ling'er tried to put her consciousness into the red light group, and it was indeed the same as what she saw in the fire dragon talisman!
"Stupid woman, what are you doing?" Xiaoxu came out of Dantian and looked curiously at the white consciousness that appeared in front of him.
Her eyes lit up, Xiaoxu was the Yanxu Heavenly Fire, and had a bloodline inheritance, which might be able to solve her doubts.
So he told me what he had just seen.
"Fu Ling?" Xiaoxu seemed very satisfied with Jiang Ling'er's humbly asking for advice, "It's because these two talisman treasures have been nourished by the Hongmeng purple energy in your body that they gave birth to Fu Ling."
She suddenly realized it, and recalled the scene where the fire dragon turned into a wall of fire to protect her today, and a guess emerged in her mind.
She got up and walked out of the yard.
The yin and yang slowly rotated in the Dantian, and the spiritual energy was injected into the Fire Dragon Talisman. At that moment, the strange feeling began to emerge again.
She tried to use her consciousness to mobilize the fire dragon. It was a little sluggish at first, but she became more and more skillful in the future.
Success!
Sure enough, this talisman obeyed her instructions completely. The wall of fire that appeared during the battle was also caused by too many attacks, and was formed by the thought of protection that flashed through in a thought.
Jiang Ling'er couldn't care less about Shu, and kept trying to change into various forms, sometimes as a shield, sometimes as a sword... She didn't stop until her consciousness felt stinging.
The sky was completely dark, Jiang Ling'er mixed the prepared cooked food with some Bigu Pill and fed it to the little snake.
The Sky Fire is still just a few pieces of spiritual stone, and even the weight is exactly the same. If it is slightly different, the Sky Fire will explode.
After taking care of it, he started practicing without any distractions.
"Ling'er, it's finally the last round. I've been very tired these days. When the competition is over, no matter what the result is, we have to have a good barbecue!" She looked serious and held Jiang Ling tightly. child's hand.
Jiang Linger smiled and nodded.
The two came to each other's ring, and as the bell rang, the match officially began.
In the auditorium of the competition arena.
"Ziyu, where are the people from Fu Feng?" Yu Lao asked with a dissatisfied look on his face.
Yan Ziyu choked and didn't know how to answer. He glanced at the girl next to him.
Jiang Yinxue's face was slightly cold, and her delicate and beautiful phoenix eyes were staring at someone in the place for a moment.
She was indeed not dead.
"Mr. Yu, that female cultivator is not from Fu Feng. My junior sister and I have both asked, and we don't know where she got in..." Yan Ziyu explained.
"What are you asking? Who are you asking? If this girl appears in Fu Feng, those old guys will have to break their heads. I asked you to do this meritorious service, but you dropped the chain instead, huh!" Yu Lao hated it. Gang said helplessly: "Forget it, let me open the door."
"Xue'er, Xue'er?" Yan Ziyu saw the face of the girl in front of him changing again and again because of the old man's words, and couldn't help but hugged her distressedly, and whispered: "Xue'er, leave it to me, there is always a way."
Jiang Ling'er didn't know that people in the audience were talking about her.
The Chaos Orb in front of her activated, the thick protective shield lit up, and she moved with the momentum.
Standing opposite her was a short man with sly eyebrows and extremely fast speed.
Ling'er activated her Yin-Yang Eyes, rotating the Tai Chi pattern deep in her pupils, and quickly found the rat-eyed man's breakthrough point.
She dodged a dart sideways, and during the fight, her consciousness turned into a needle and stabbed him hard.
Divine Sense Needle, this is a new trick she came up with on a whim last night.
She suffered from the fact that she had no means of attack other than the talisman. After thinking about it for a long time, she finally remembered that she had a stronger spiritual consciousness than the monks of the same level or even in the later stages of Qi refining, which she could use as an attack means.
"Ah!" A shrill scream sounded, and the rat-eyed man rolled on the ground with his head in his hands, staring at her fiercely.
The few silver thunderbolts he held in his palm made a tingling sound.
not good!
Jiang Ling'er quickly rolled to the distance, and as explosions sounded one after another, air waves rolled across the field, shocking her so much that she vomited a mouthful of blood.
She swallowed the sweet taste in her mouth, took advantage of the smoke to cover her figure, and kicked the person off the competition platform.
"Oh my God, that man actually used a thunderbolt!"
"Why did I remember that it was an illegal item? Have the rules changed now?"
"No change, look, the law enforcement elder is here!"
"Foul on Channel 85, serious foul!" Elder Order was angry. He dared to commit a foul under his nose. He was so fed up!
The rat-eyed man was escorted to the law enforcement hall.
Jiang Ling'er half-supported the wall and walked off the stage step by step, her face frighteningly pale.
"Ling'er, the game is over," Yan Shu quickly ran over to hold her arm and stuffed healing pills into her mouth in panic, "Are you injured anywhere?"
"It's okay." The girl smiled weakly, as if she were a person made of paper, thin and pitiful.
"That ugly thing, don't let me meet him again!" Yan Shu cursed angrily at the rat-eyed man's back.
Jiang Ling'er felt something. She looked up and saw a slender figure standing in the audience, looking down at her from afar.
