His eyes fell on Meng Youwei's hand hanging on the side, and seeing the yellow corner, Jia Jia was faintly excited in her heart, and a bold idea gradually formed in her mind.

The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, his fingers moved slightly, Meng Youwei immediately reacted, and raised his hand to "Zhenyue Thunder". He shouted "Thunder Charm!"

What I'm waiting for is now! Jia Jia's face was happy, and with a flick of her wrist, the phantom attack bracelet was taken off at the same time.

In an instant, the blue waves on the fighting platform were surging.

Meng Youwei only felt as if he was numb at this moment, and as soon as he raised his head, he caught a glimpse of Jia Jia's left hand swinging a golden blade, and at the same time, his right hand turned into a thorn, striking at him from both sides, one left and one right.

But his body didn't seem to obey at all, and his whole body was filled with a soft feeling, and the two attacks, one left and one right, were reflected in Meng Youwei's pupils, getting closer and closer.

Meng Youwei was shocked into a cold sweat, and couldn't help but shout, the spiritual power in the small world in the dantian was surging, and he finally moved his body, and then watched the golden blade fly past his neck, shaving off a strand of broken hair, and the thorns on the other side did not lag behind half a point towards him, and the thorns added to his body, Meng Youwei felt a pure spiritual power, couldn't help but smile bitterly, and in just an instant, he pulled him out of the fighting platform and fell into the crowd.

"No. 2 platform, No. 274 vs. No. 36, No. 36 wins!" Jia Jia was overjoyed, bowed in the direction of Meng Youwei, and jumped off the fighting platform.

As soon as he landed, Huanxi squeezed out of the crowd: "Jia Jia, this win is beautiful!"

Jia Jia secretly rejoiced in the accumulation on weekdays. Generally speaking, the spiritual root is divided into the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, but in fact, there are also mutated spiritual roots such as wind spirit root, thunder spirit root, and ice spirit root. Among them, the Thunder Spirit Root is a mutation of the Golden Water Spirit Root. Meng Youwei's thunder sword technique just needs the practitioner to have golden water spiritual roots, and there is no doubt that Meng Youwei must have these two spiritual roots.

Meng Youwei used such a big move as "Zhenyue Thunder", and if he wanted to turn the thunder into reality, then there was no doubt that he would transform gold and water into thunder, which was not a problem in itself. But the problem is that he threw out the thunder talisman, limited by cultivation, Meng Youwei's transformation skills are not mature, and the thunder transformed into gold and water is true to Jiajia, but there is always gold and water that can be transformed into thunder in the future. Coincidentally, these two are good things for lightning and lightning, and they use their tricks neatly on weekdays, and they will not be electrified. But once paired with her Phantom Attack Bracelet, it's different.

Phantom attack, to put it bluntly, is all fake, a hint. Jia Jia naturally didn't have the ability to confuse the real with the fake, what she relied on was just the psychological shadow caused by the phantom attack to Meng Youwei, and the monstrous blue waves made Meng Youwei's tricks pause for a moment, and the gold and water that were still in the future and transformed became an excellent conductor, and with the lightning guide charm he threw out himself, he hurt himself.

"What about you?" asked Jiajia, "what's wrong?"

"Defeated!" Huanxi touched his head a little embarrassedly.

"There's still a chance!" Jia Jia didn't say much, but fortunately Huanxi was a cheerful person, and after a while, he smiled.

Qingxin Peak, Zongwu Palace.

Different from the bustle of the Japanese side, at this time, there was a lot of doors in front of the Zongwu Palace, and only one deacon sat in it, flipping through a few miscellaneous books of cultivation.

"Deacon!" Walking into the hall of the sect was a woman dressed in plain flowing cloud brocade, with a bun on her head, swaying obliquely, and the rest of her hair was loosely draped over her shoulders.

"Senior Sister Xiao?" the deacon put down the miscellaneous notes in his hand with some confusion, "If I'm not mistaken, isn't Senior Sister also going to participate in the competition?

"That's the case!" Xiao Lixue lightly covered her cherry lips and exhaled like an orchid, "There are Taoist friends waiting for me at the bottom of the mountain, I don't know if I can temporarily close this mountain protection array, and let me go out for a while, just for a while!" With that, Xiao Lixue grabbed a handful of spirit stones from the storage bag and put them in the deacon's hand.

"You're alone?" The deacon stared at the pile of spirit stones, his gaze pausing for a moment.

"And my maid Lan Ju, you don't know her, can you? just for a while!" Xiao Lixue said and added another handful of spirit stones.

"This ......" The deacon stared at the spirit stone for a moment, and then made a decision, "Although the sect is not allowed to enter and exit during the big competition, but this rule is dead after all, I will turn it on]] Close for a while, you come back quickly!"

"Don't worry, Lixue has her own measure!" Xiao Lixue smiled, very delicate.

The deacon took the spirit stone, then walked out of the sect hall, came to the side of the mountain protection array, moved on the formation for a moment, "boom", and the running mountain protection array stopped to look.

Xiao Lixue nodded to the deacon, and then grabbed "Lan Ju"'s arm: "Hurry up, it's not good to wait for a hurry!"

"Lan Ju" stood in place a little unwillingly, and was pulled by Xiao Lixue, and almost fell to the ground.

Xiao Lixue hurriedly supported her, a little disgusted: "Look at you, why are you so careless, forget it, I'll take you with you!"

Xiao Lixue grabbed her as she spoke, and came to the foot of the mountain with a few ups and downs.

"Nangong Han, Huangpu Weiming!" Seeing the two men standing there from a distance, Xiao Lixue's face had a little more smile.

"Xue'er, you're finally here!" Nangong Han stepped forward and hugged her, his eyes narrowed slightly, evil and gentle.

Smelling the familiar smell on Nangong Han's body, Xiao Lixue only felt that her heart was full of tenderness, and she couldn't help but call: "Cold! Xue'er misses you very much!"

His eyes fell on Huangpu Weiming behind Nangong Han, who stood with his hands in his hands and looked at her, his eyes full of concern.

"Huangpu is still so cold, but it's okay to be gentle with me alone!" the smile became sweeter when he thought about it.

The face of "Lan Ju" on the side was full of embarrassment, and it was strange to look at it horizontally and vertically. And Xiao Lixue looked at him recently, which always made him feel inexplicable and very uneasy.

The two hugged each other for a long time before letting go of each other, Nangong Han's eyes fell on "Lan Ju", and asked Xiao Lixue in some surprise: "That's what you're talking about?"

"Not bad!" Xiao Lixue said and reached out to put her hand on Lan Ju's shoulder: "Feasible?"

"There should be no problem!" Nangong Han's thumb rubbed lightly on his chin for a moment, and he opened his mouth to answer.

The uneasiness in Lan Ju's heart was even worse, and when her eyes crashed into Nangong Han Youye's eyes, the uneasiness reached its peak, and she couldn't help but shout "Ah-" loudly, broke free of Xiao Lixue's hand, and ran frantically towards the mountain.

Nangong Han smiled lightly, a nine-section whip suddenly appeared in his hand, and threw it towards "Lan Ju", hooked her waist in just a moment, and pulled her in front of her, Xiao Lixue took a step forward and took off the purse of "Lan Ju", easily found the notes from the purse, and sneered: "Sure enough, it's you!"

After that, he didn't wait for Lan Ju to say more, and nodded lightly to Huangpu Weiming, and the fingers that were described as "like spring onions" in the "Attack on the Body" pinched the neck of "Lan Ju", and with a slight force, only to hear the "click", Lan Ju's head hung weakly to the side.

A yellow smoke was separated from Lan Ju's body and ran towards Qingxin Peak, which was not slow.

"Huangpu!" Xiao Lixue snorted softly.

Huangpu Yuming didn't speak, but raised the spirit flag, and a powerful suction force sucked the smoke into the spirit flag in his hand.

"Huangpu, I am limited by the sect's precepts in Qingxin Peak, and I can't do it. She ......" Xiao Lixue spoke, but she was a little hesitant, as if she didn't know where to start.

"Don't worry!" Huangpu Yuming immediately understood, "I have the soul of the earth soul beast in this soul flag, no matter whose soul it is, for it, it is a good thing to replenish, how can it miss it." This must be done without leakage. This skin Nangong will deal with it, just a mortal, no one will get along with you!"

"Zhilu Dao!" Xiao Lixue smiled, stretched out her hand and grabbed Huangpu Weiming, "I know that you care about me, but it's a pity that you are people from the Demon Dao, so you can't go to see my competition!"

"Life and death on the fighting platform are unpredictable, be careful!" Huangpu Weiming added.

"Xue'er won't be afraid, she's the master of the Divine Beasts!Could it be that those foundation-building monks can still fight the Divine Beasts!" Nangong Han smiled and shook his head, "Besides, with Luo Heng and Mo Tianqing here, Xue'er will not be hurt." ”

Xiao Lixue waved her hand, which was a farewell. On tiptoe, he walked away.

Nangong Han turned around and put away his smile, glanced at Huangpu Weiming with an unpredictable expression, snorted coldly, and said: "Brother Huangpu, I heard that you are a loose cultivator of my Demon Dao, and there are a lot of good things on hand!"

"Each other!" Huangpu Weiming put away the spirit flag, controlled the flying magic weapon without looking back, and left alone......

ps: Lan Ju collar bento!^-^, by the way, as soon as the next sect is over, this volume is about to end, and the next volume is about to begin!

PS again: It's almost the New Year, I wish you all a happy new year, peace and health! Thank you, Mo Die and I are the red envelopes of your little monk and two book friends, rolling on the ground with excitement......