Through the villains, I may have worn a fake book

"Escape, can you escape?"

Jimo Yuan directly activated Tianluo Yihuajiezhi, swapping the positions of the fast-running Pang Wanjie with a stone behind the spaceship.

Pang Wanjie felt the surrounding scenery change, and a spaceship suddenly appeared in front of him, and he didn't stop in shock.

"Oh!"

Pang Wanjie had the most primitive intimate contact with the spaceship.

"what!"

Pang Wanjie fell backwards with stares in his eyes, and couldn't stop shouting:

"Fuck, you're doing a sneak attack!!"

Ignoring Pang Wanjie's howl, Jimo Yuan launched the Ground Gan·Teleport, flashed behind Pang Wanjie who was about to fall to the ground, and hit a lore-killing Nine Nether Falling Soul Palm.

Pang Wanjie flew up after being hit, hit the spaceship again, and howled again:
"what!"

Jimo Yuan opened his palm, and a fairy sword appeared out of thin air in his hand.The sword falls in hand.

"hiss!"

With a flash of sword light, Pang Wanjie felt himself tossing in the air before he could curse, and saw a familiar headless corpse on the ground, then fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

As the breeze blows, Jimo Yuan's silver hair flutters, and he wears white clothes.Reminiscent of a proud son of the world.

You Xueyan said in amazement:

"The young master is too handsome!"

Leng Qianao pouted, disapprovingly said:

"I beat the disabled, he doesn't talk about martial arts, grabs heads, and is a k-headed monster."

Jimo Yuan glanced at him and said with a smile:

"So, return it to you?"

Then he kicked the head that had rolled several times in the air towards Leng Qianao, who quickly dodged.

shouted:

"Don't be dirty, young master."

"This man is full of evil, and he does all kinds of evil. Let him die so easily, it's cheap for him."

Seeing that it was almost dusk, Jimo Yuan said:
"Go back, it's getting late."

After all, the three returned to the spaceship and returned.

A pair of piercing eyes were hidden in the dark, watching the spaceship quickly go away.

"Since Pang Wanjie is dead, I should go too."

At dusk, the setting sun shines on a sassy figure with a ponytail. Even if you look from behind, you can see the unconcealed chivalry.

Jimo Yuan seemed to have sensed something, and looked back, only to see a vague figure.

The spaceship has just arrived at the station when it is nearing the time of appointment.

Returning to the familiar Holy Child Hall, Jimo Yuan continued to practice.

Mo Lao was no longer by Jimo Yuan's side as before.

After all, Jimo Yuan has also grown up, and he has the amulet of the Emperor of Heaven on his body, so there is no need for Mr. Mo to worry about it, as long as he takes care of it secretly.

Jimo Yuan sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at his personal jade pendant.

Lost in thought: When I was sent away, the Emperor and Empress of Heaven gave me two jade pendants, when did I lose one?
This jade pendant should be his amulet, and it will definitely inspire something when he is in danger.

After all, no father would really ignore his children, even if the Emperor of Heaven would, that gentle queen would not agree.

Then I thought of the doubtful point of the original owner's death:

When the original owner died, why was there no description of the jade pendant?
Why didn't Mo Lao show up at that time?
Why didn't the Emperor of Heaven respond after the death of the original owner?
The doubts in my heart deepened. Could it be that the death of the original owner was a conspiracy?
But I can't think of a reason.

The spiritual consciousness was released, and I felt the breath of Xueyan in the middle of the side hall, and I felt warm in my heart.

Yes, no matter what lies ahead, with Xueyan Lanmaoer by my side, I will definitely find out everything!

Immediately, he let go of his doubts and was preparing to concentrate on cultivation.

But he received a voice transmission from Mo Lao:

"Young master, in one month's time there will be a Tianjiao ranking battle in the Immortal Territory. Within the Kyushu, all Tianjiao under the age of 30 can participate."

"The top-ranked Tianjiao can enter the Tianwen Secret Realm that will be opened a year later together with other Tianjiao in the fairyland."

"Therefore, in a few days, the Holy Land will hold a Zongmen Grand Competition to select the five best members of the younger generation to participate in the Tianjiao Ranking Tournament."

"Of course, the Holy Son does not need to participate in the big competition, and can directly occupy one of the five places."

"The young master can let Miss Xueyan participate, win the ranking, and obtain the qualification to participate in the Tianjiao qualifying competition."

"Okay, Mr. Mo, I understand."

After Jimo Yuan responded, he thought about it:
"According to the development of the plot in the book, I should be No.10 in the ranking battle. And Mu Li hasn't risen yet, uh..."

"Forget it, the plot of Go Temiao has already been messed up."

"That Lin Fan should have been my most loyal dog leg, but now he is completely different from the one described in the book."

"Furthermore, he clearly has a cultivation level in the spiritual realm, but his reputation in the sect is not obvious."

"I'm afraid it's an anomaly just like Baili Ningyan."

"No, there is something similar to a system on him, and the system seems to be a necessary artifact for some kind of creature."

"Could it be because his name is Lin Fan?"

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"But no matter what you think, as long as you dare to hit my people, I will make you regret coming to this world."

Immediately he got up and walked towards the side hall, and saw that beautiful young girl with eyes closed sitting cross-legged practicing.

The girl opened her eyes in a timely manner, looked at Jimo Yuan, and said softly:
"Young master, do you have any orders?"

Jimo Yuan then told her about the Zongmen Grand Competition and the Tianjiao Ranking Tournament.

"Zongmen Dabi, you should have no difficulty in winning the championship, but be careful Lin Fan."

The girl opened her beautiful big eyes and said:
asked suspiciously:
"Lin Fan? Is he very strong?"

"Uh, he's a little weird."

Jimo Yuan thought to himself:
I can't tell you, 'Because he is Lin Fan, protagonists with their own systems often appear in novels, right?'”

"Okay, Xueyan knows."

……

One day, the sun was shining brightly at the beginning of the day, the holy land was full of singing birds and fragrant flowers, and the trees were lush.

On Yanwu Peak, the Zongmen Grand Competition has reached its final moment. The Holy Master is sitting on the command platform, and Jimo Yuan is standing behind the Holy Master, watching the battle on the martial arts arena.

The Lord discussed with several elders:
"Ning Ning's talent is excellent, but it's a pity that she is too young. If she is older, she will definitely win a ranking."

"Li Jinzhou is worthy of being the direct disciple of the Holy Master. Every time he defeats his opponent, it takes no more than three rounds."

"This You Xueyan is also very talented, and she should be able to win a spot."

"Lin Fan is also very unexpected. I didn't expect to be in the realm of Lingjun. Presumably he will be the number one this time."

Jimo Yuan secretly said:
The people of the Holy Land cannot be trusted. Lin Fan is so sharp, he must be feared by people in other states.

But Xueyan's hidden clumsiness is much wiser, and a person with seven orifices, exquisite heart and physique really has roughness in his heart.

The Holy Master stood up at the right time and said:
"Next is the final round of competition"

"Only the remaining five disciples of the three thousand disciples are ranked, and the top four will have the opportunity to participate in the Tianjiao Ranking Tournament."

"The five disciples are Lin Fan, Ning Ning, You Xueyan, Li Jinzhou and Meng Xinghe."

"In the first match, You Xueyan played against Ning Ning."

There were two girls standing on the battle stage, You Xueyan in a fluttering white dress, and the cute loli Ning Ning in Tsing Yi.

Ning Ning cautiously looked at You Xueyan, who had a refined demeanor in front of her, and tightly clenched the Arc Moon Knife in her fingers.

You Xueyan stood upright with her head raised, holding an ice-blue Xueyan sword in her hand, her waist-length black hair fluttering, she was too beautiful to behold.

Ning Ning stepped forward and took the initiative to attack.

Combat is imminent.