Yun Que had never hated a person so much. She had not suffered much in the human world before, so she was picked up by her master and brought back to the sect. Although her spiritual roots were damaged, she had a smooth journey afterwards.
No one has ever allowed her to be so embarrassed.
With resentment in Yun Que's eyes, he gently shook the bell on his wrist. The bell made a crisp sound when it collided. Everyone present moved slightly when they heard the sound.
Qing Huan Ling, the tenth magical weapon on the list of spiritual weapons.
She really has a lot of good things.
Almost everyone was in a daze for a moment. Just one mistake in the battle could be fatal. Yun Que wanted to seize this moment, but Ye Qiao was not affected at all.
She shook several times in disbelief.
"Don't waste your efforts." Qing Huanling could interfere with the sea of consciousness, but Ye Qiao didn't even frown.
Yun Que gritted his teeth and ducked away from the place.
Ye Qiao cannot capture the speed of the golden elixir stage, but her consciousness is very wide and can completely cover a certain range.
The moment Yun Que's aura appeared, Ye Qiao aimed his kick at her abdomen, landed quickly and accurately, and kicked Yun Que to the ground mercilessly.
The hot ground suddenly burst into steam, which was undoubtedly painful for Yun Que, who had Shuilinggen. The temperature on her back was so hot that she wanted to jump up from the ground.
However, Ye Qiao stepped on her mercilessly. Yun Que was unable to move, her eyes were black, and her internal organs were in pain as if they were being displaced. She couldn't help but scream, and she lost some of her sanity: "Ye Qiao!! "
This performance resembles incompetent rage.
Ye Qiao pulled off the bell hanging on her wrist, and without changing his expression, he crushed it manually for her.
There are so many good things about the heroine.
The magical weapon of his destiny was destroyed, and under the backlash, Yun Que vomited blood.
The third secret realm was the first time that the Wenjian Sect, the Yue Qing Sect, and the Chang Ming Sect competed against each other to test each other's strength.
Obviously Yun Que's performance disappointed the elders who had previously been optimistic about her.
It might be said that there is a gap between Fu cultivators and sword cultivators, but Song Hansheng is also a Fu cultivator, so there is no difference between him and him.
When he heard that Yun Hen had picked up a disciple with the best spiritual roots, Qin Fanfan almost turned into a lemon juice with soreness.
Now he is balanced.
The top-grade spiritual root was pressed and beaten by his disciple from time to time.
The monks outside the field were all well-informed, and some people soon recognized that this was a spiritual weapon that ranked high on the list of spiritual weapons.
"It's such a pity that Qinghuan Bell was destroyed."
"People are not good, but there are quite a lot of good things."
"He's both good and fun-loving."
"..."
Su Zhuo's cultivation level was one level higher than Mingxuan's, but Mingxuan was from the Eight Great Families and knew far more talismans than he did. Coupled with the cooperation of Changming Sect's mental skills, the two could even be tied.
"Don't go too far." Seeing his junior sister being beaten, Su Zhuo was extremely angry in his heart, but at this moment, he was entangled by Ming Xuan and couldn't do anything, so he could only watch helplessly.
Mingxuan laughed: "Who went too far? Didn't you strike first?"
With so many people outside looking at whoever struck first and who was wronged, Su Zhuo gritted his teeth. Thinking of what Yun Que had just done, he couldn't say the words "She's just a child" shamelessly. Seeing Su Zhuo, he didn't say a word. After speaking out, Mingxuan paid special attention to the situation at Mu Chongxi's side.
Seeing that Su Zhuo didn't notice his movements, Mingxuan quickly swung Zhang Chuanyin over with quick eyes and hands, reminding the fourth junior brother of the direction of the formation and where to break it.
Song Hansheng set up the formation very quickly, but Mu Chongxi was always impatient. After being trapped inside, he struck down with a sword move, but the formation did not move at all.
Hearing Mingxuan's instructions, he cheered up and struck hard towards the weakest part of the formation.
Because Su Zhuo kept looking in Yun Que's direction, he failed to notice Ming Xuan for a moment and actually asked him to throw the transmission talisman in.
When Song Hansheng saw that the formation he had worked so hard to set up was broken, his face turned dark and he said, "Trash." He couldn't even stand it.
Su Zhuo's face sank slightly at these words.
After all, they are all the pride of heaven, and no one is more noble than the other. Song Hansheng was always harsh in his words, but Su Zhuo couldn't stand it, and his face turned cold, "You can only bully those who are lower than you."
Song Hansheng's eyebrows were cold and unmoved: "You can't even stand a person in the early stage of the Golden Elixir, so what's the use of you?"
Su Zhuo was furious: "When Mingxuan was at the peak of his foundation building, even Zhai Chen could be replaced. What's wrong with me and him being tied? Why don't you say it's your own problem? You can't even deal with Mu Chongxi. What's more? Even setting up a formation is embarrassing to me.”
Oh haha.
Mu Chongxi and Mingxuan stood side by side and whispered, "They...are they having an internal strife?"
The only one they want to beat now is Yun Que, but Yun Que is too charming and has many guardians.
Finally, Yun Que's two flower protectors were quarreling. Ming Xuan, who was watching the commotion and not taking it too seriously, wanted to shout, "Stop the quarrel, let's start a fight."
