Blood Fairy

Biluomen’s big competition is held every year on Qiluo Peak, a little behind Biyun Peak. Qiluo Peak is a short and fat mountain with a low altitude; It was shocking at a glance.

Today is the inspection of the disciples of the outer sect. At dawn, a large number of people flew to Qiluo Peak with flying swords or other spiritual weapons, and a small number of disciples rushed up the mountain quickly; A big blue tiger, sitting on the tiger's back is a majestic old man in green clothes with white eyebrows and a baby face; behind the old man are five white-clothed men and two white-clothed women with flying swords.The other disciples scattered in the air saluted respectfully to the old man in Tsing Yi before flying far forward.

Liu Momo and Ling Bingcha ran towards Qiluo Peak lightly. After pouring their spiritual power into their legs and using the Wind Control Technique, climbing the mountain became an easy task. They flew tens of meters with light feet; In the later stage of qi, you can fly by wrapping your body with spiritual power, but the consumption of spiritual power is also quite large. Generally, it is not important to use the wind control technique during the condensing period of qi.

"We'll be there soon, Momo, you should have reached perfection in the late stage of Qi Condensation, right? When will you break through to Foundation Establishment?" Ling Bingcha asked Momo with a relaxed face after watching him run all the way.

"Come on, I feel that my body can't absorb the spiritual energy after practicing these few days; it's full. I'll go back to prepare for the foundation building period after the big competition is over." Liumo Mo Chongling Iced Tea said with a grimace.While speaking, the forest that flew by around them also came to an end, and a huge granite square was revealed in front of their eyes; there were already some disciples in the square, and the eyes of those disciples who saw them coming had a flash of amazement;

"Just here for the big competition?" Liu Momo looked at the completely empty square and asked suspiciously, and Ling Bingcha covered his mouth and smiled; "Of course, I will still lead you astray. The usual Qiluo Mountain is There is a big square, only the elders opened the Wanluo Formation of Qiluo Mountain during the Grand Competition; after the opening of the Wanluo Formation, the square will not look like this, and when the elders arrive, you will know what Qiluo Mountain looks like. "Ling Bingcha left a little suspense for Liu Momo, which made Liu Momo a little depressed.

Just as Liu Mo was entangled in Lingbing Tea, eight people descended from the sky. The leader, the old man in Tsing Yi, opened his eyes when the big blue tiger landed, and a fierce light suddenly shot out; The disciples who were still talking fell silent, so everyone's eyes turned to the old man in Tsing Yi.

"This inspection of the outer disciples is hosted by the old man Qingqian, and the disciples who do not participate in the competition all retreat to the edge." Some disciples quickly retreated to the edge of the square, and Liu Momo was also dragged by Ling Bingcha to a large tree. Under the tree; Qing Qian took a look, then jumped off the blue tiger, and stood on the ground; his hands formed a handprint, and a bright blue light appeared between his hands, Qing Qian said a few words and then the blue The light shot out instantly like the sun; the whole granite square was slowly blurred in the dense blue light, and the blue light dissipated in about a few breaths.

Liu Momo stared wide-eyed at the unfamiliar square in front of him. The originally empty granite square had completely disappeared; countless square arenas with a height of two people were made up of unknown materials with gray and white luster. In the central area of ​​these arenas were It was a blue stand with a height of four people, and Qingqian stood on the blue stand; the blue light in his hand slowly dissipated.

"This time there are 960 contestants, two people in one ring; the inner disciples are on the sidelines to monitor, not to be maimed or killed; the winning side is waiting under the stands holding the gray jade plaque." Qing Qian sat down after speaking.Elder Qingqian sat at the front of the stand, behind him were seven men and women in white clothes; behind him were a group of inner disciples.As for Ling Bingcha and the others who were just watching, the outer disciples gathered sparsely around the ring.

"Sister Bingcha, don't go." Watching the outer disciples in the condensing period fighting for a while was a bit boring, so I couldn't help but hold Ling Bingcha to tell her not to take me to other arenas to watch.

"What's the matter?" Ling Bingcha turned around and asked suspiciously, her mouth full of disdain; "I didn't watch it, I just watched these few arenas, I don't want to watch them." On the arena in front of them It was two men who were competing, a young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks and a middle-aged man with a hideous face; the young man was holding a magic bullet in his hand, and the middle-aged man was blown by gusts of ice-cold wind, and the middle-aged man released The light yellow aura shield stood still in the cold wind like a knife; the young man unleashed the cold wind and approached the middle-aged man step by step, and then suddenly exploded; With a sound, the talisman exploded the protective cover, and the middle-aged man turned over and flew to the back. Huge ground thrusts rushed towards the young man's protuberance, and the young man who was about to make a move had to stand up against the wind; the middle-aged man When the young man flew up to avoid stabbing, he drew a soft sword from his waist and stabbed the young man's neck;

"You lost." The middle-aged man said calmly as the sword tip stopped in front of the young man's neck.The young man glanced at the middle-aged man with a face full of reluctance, and then flew away from the ring; while the inner disciple who had been watching from the sidelines as the referee threw a gray jade pendant at the middle-aged man expressionlessly. The token was a triangular palm-sized side It is a Bi character, and on the other side is a small Qi character.

"Let's go and rest under the stage and wait until half of the people are eliminated." The middle-aged man saluted the inner disciple and jumped towards the stand; the inner disciple looked around and then turned to the other side. Flew a little more arena.

"They always use the most basic five-element jurisprudence to fight back and forth. At most, some rare-attribute jurisprudences will appear occasionally; disciples in the condensing period have only auras, and their auras are very common, even if they have advanced points. The spiritual power of the Jue skills can't support it; you see, that person even used the soft sword of a mortal warrior just now." Liu Mo Mo shook his head and said to Ling Bingcha beside him, Ling Bingcha nodded,

"There is no way around this. You can't control the sword at all during the Qi Condensation period, and your body's spiritual energy is thin; it can only support ordinary spells." Liu Momo was about to say more, when a cold voice suddenly came from behind,

"Two mere disciples of the Qi Condensation Period dare to talk about Dabi here?" Liu Momo and Ling Bingcha turned around, only to see a boy in white clothes who looked not much older than Liu Momo looked at them proudly It was full of disdain; Ling Bingcha's heart burst, a disciple of the Foundation Establishment Period;

"I'm just telling the truth. After all, you are a disciple of the foundation-building period. Don't you think you'll enjoy watching these big competitions?" Ignoring the gap between her and that boy; Liu Momo said with a more arrogant expression than that boy.The young man's expression turned ugly when he saw Liu Momo;

"You're still so arrogant, don't say that the young master bullies you." As the young man said, a white flying sword flew up and coiled around him, and he said "go" and the flying sword stabbed at Liu Mo Mo , Liu Momo pushed away the Ling ice tea beside him and then flew up, Feijian followed; Liu Momo pinched his hand, and a burst of light blue light suddenly enveloped Feijian, Feijian seemed to be trapped In the quagmire, his movements slowed down, and the boy in white snorted coldly;

"The Wind Binding Art only wants to trap my flying sword. It's so naive." Then the boy in white pointed at the flying sword, and a cluster of white light shot into it. Crushed, and then quickly rushed towards Liu Momo; Liu Momo saw that the flying sword that was stabbing rapidly did not dodge, a gray light flashed in her hand, and the flying sword that stabbed her immediately was caught by her He missed the track; the white-clothed boy's original smug smile froze, and he looked at Liu Momo who was still standing there with his hands behind his hands in disbelief;

"How is it possible, how could you block my flying sword? You are only in the condensate stage." The boy in white looked at the flying sword that was thrown into the ground after being missed and said in a daze, "It must be dazzled, how could you block it?" My attack, I am the disciple of Foundation Establishment!" The boy in white roared like a wounded little beast, and the surrounding arenas listened, so people's eyes focused on the two of them; Qing Qian noticed in the stands The abnormality here also flew over.

"What's wrong with Long'er?" Qing Qian looked at the boy in white and asked gently, saying that Long'er's eyes were both hurt and ashamed, not daring to look at Qing Qian directly, but said in a voice as thin as a mosquito;

"That little girl in the condensing stage knocked my flying sword away; I don't believe it, grandpa, I'm in the foundation building stage, how could she just blow my flying sword away in the condensing stage?" Qing Qian's face flickered. After a little surprise, the gas condensation period can compete with the foundation establishment period?Qing Qian turned his eyes to Liu Momo, Liu Momo was still standing with his hands behind his back, with a calm expression on his face; only Ling Bingcha behind him looked at Liu Momo's bloody right palm with a complicated expression on his back.

"What's your name?" Qing Qian looked at Liu Mo Mo and asked,

"Liu Momo." Liu Momo's voice trembled a little, her right hand was already numb from the pain, although just now she looked at her and easily deflected Yan Long'er's flying sword, and then stood there with a calm face It doesn't look like anything happened at all; but after all, they are a class apart.

"Elder Qingqian," Liu Momo bowed, "Although I'm only an outer disciple in the Qi Condensation period, I can't bear others' insults; I'm just passively defending what happened today, and he doesn't have any damage; I think Elder Qingqian shouldn't be punished for such a trivial matter, right?" Qingqian was startled when he heard Liu Momo's words, and then a smile flashed across his face;

"Liu Momo, Long'er took the lead in this matter; I won't play favoritism." Liu Momo bowed his hands after hearing this,

"Liu Momo leaves." After finishing speaking, he flew directly down the mountain, Ling Bingcha saluted Qing Qian and hurriedly chased after her, Yan Long'er saw Liu Momo leaving just like that, and shouted unwillingly;

"Liu Momo, I remember you;" Liu Momo, who had already run far away, came a voice that made Yan Long'er almost vomit blood,

"I remember you too, the little peacock who can show its teeth and claws!"