Fast time travel: The heroine and the female supporting role hold the script of the villain

Chapter 119 I, Rich, Immortal Cultivator! (5)

"That is……?"

"My God, if I'm not mistaken, it's Senior Brother Yan?"

"Impossible, no matter in terms of cultivation base or talent, Senior Brother Wang has always been superior to Gao Yanjing. Otherwise, why did Elder Wumiao accept Senior Brother Wang instead of him? It's just an ordinary inner sect disciple, so how could he?" Easily defeated the direct disciple?"

In the midst of these whispers, the figure was about to walk out of the shadowless formation, and when the sharp and indifferent eyebrows came into everyone's eyes, the surrounding discussions disappeared instantly.

This result was obviously beyond most people's expectations. Under the sluggish gaze, Haiyao's ears moved slightly, and she keenly heard an inauthentic chuckle coming from behind.

Turning around, he saw Fatty Wang bent down there and put all the hill-like spirit stones into a big bag at hand, his whole face was glowing red.

As if aware of her gaze, Fatty Wang's subordinates paused for a while, and after lifting their necks, their eyes met in the air for a very short time.Immediately afterwards, he lowered his head again and continued to wear the spirit stone, his round and somewhat greasy face could not conceal the triumphant feeling.

At this time, Elder Wumiao, who was guarding outside the formation, had a gloomy face, and there were not deep or shallow wrinkles between his brows, but he could only watch silently as Yan Jing walked slowly to the gate of Wuji Hall, The white-bearded old man clasped his fists and said, "Disciple Yan Jing."

"Hmm..." The white-bearded old man slowly stroked the gray hair that had fallen to his chest, and nodded in satisfaction: "Yan Jing... doesn't seem to be a direct disciple of any main peak in the sect? "

Asking like this, he confirmed with the elders one by one as if he was sure, and finally raised his voice: "The opening of the Wuji Hall has a final result, Wumiao and Tianyin, you two will withdraw Use this formation!"

There is only one person in charge, and even if the people inside continue to struggle, it will be futile.

Elder Tianyin took the order, and after glancing at Elder Wumiao's expression from the corner of his eye, he stretched out his hand first, injecting the spiritual power in his body into the formation.

Elder Wumiao had no choice but to learn how to untie the formation in the end.

The eyes of the people who watched the whole process on the hillside flashed before their eyes, and when they looked at the Kangling Square again, the figures of the remaining dozen people were exposed in hundreds of thousands of ways without any cover. under the gaze.

Although this Wuying Mizong formation was only evolved from an ancient formation, its power should not be underestimated.Not only the attack power of the formation is very high, but the illusion within the formation will also change and change with the thoughts deep in the heart of the person entering the formation, and it is easy for people to fall into the way accidentally.

No, some disciples were bewildered, some simply lay on the ground, breathing evenly as if they were in deep sleep, and some even made obscene gestures with obscene faces, which caused a lot of trouble. The contempt of other people present.

Of course, the most eye-catching one is Wang Xiangxian. I don't know what happened to him in the formation before. What was originally a good Taoist robe has now become a tragic situation that can only be described as "naked clothes". Fragments hung on his body.

The long hair that was always stuck on the top of the head with a hairpin was also scattered. Not only was it messy, but it was also burnt and curly at the end. If someone looked carefully, they would find that it was still smoking.

The face that the man was most proud of on weekdays also became pitch black. I don't know if it was an illusion, but it seemed to be two points swollen than before entering the battle.

At the moment when the white mist dissipated in the big formation, Wang Xiangxian jumped up high with his saber, and slashed down heavily on a void in front of him, and let out a loud shout: " Fury of Fire!"

The most eye-catching thing was the rags that fluttered in the wind because of his movements. Between falling together, the white thighs and looming buttocks broke into everyone's eyes.

Hurala!
A fairly powerful flame poured out from the tip of the sword, and soon disappeared on the anti-spirit stone ground of the square, without causing any ripples.

"Ha!" Wang Xiangxian came back to his senses, Xu found that there was no white mist around him, and couldn't help but look excited, and then he saw Elder Wumiao not far away, announcing the good news with excitement: "Master! Lao Shizi Wuying Fanzong Formation was completely broken by the disciple's sword! Fortunately, the reputation of the master has not been dishonored!"

"Pfft!" A sudden laugh came from above the hillside.

Wang Xiangxian looked over, and saw Haiyao standing at the front of the crowd, with the corners of her mouth raised high, and undisguised joy in the corners of her brows and eyes.

I don't know if it was influenced by her, some disciples who wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, also pursed their lips and lowered their heads, their shoulders were heaving up and down uncontrollably.But even though he suffocated so hard, he still couldn't control the laughter overflowing from his mouth and chest.

After knowing it later, Wang Xiangxian finally saw Yan Jing standing in front of the Wuji Hall. Although the other party still had that indifferent expression, he clearly saw a strong look of ridicule in those long and narrow eyes.

"Idiot!" Elder Wumiao couldn't hold back his anger, then flicked his sleeves, turned around and walked towards the Wuji Hall.

"Wow, as expected of Senior Brother Wang, not only can he split a large formation with a single sword, but he can even wear such a dilapidated Taoist robe with a unique style!" I heard it clearly.

Haiyao clasped her arms around her chest and said with a playful tone.This remark naturally caused a commotion of unknown meaning.

It was only then that Wang Xiangxian felt that there was wind in his crotch, and after he looked down to see his current state clearly, his disfigured handsome face couldn't help turning blue and white.

Without caring about anything else, he quickly squeezed a tactic with both hands, then flew up and stepped on his flying sword, and escaped from here as fast as possible.But before leaving, he took a deep look in the direction of Haiyao, his eyes were sharp and gloomy, as if poisoned.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Xiangxian's figure was only a small black spot in the air. At this moment, voices that were a hundred times more enthusiastic than the previous few times finally erupted from the surrounding hillsides.

"Looking at it this way today, the famous Wang Xiangxian is no different from my young master! I can't get out of the shadowless trace formation, isn't he also trapped?"

"That's right, maybe we won't be in such a mess even if we go in, but I never expected that Senior Brother Wang would have such fine skin and tender flesh!"

"But it's strange to say, why is it that everyone else is fine, but Wang Xiangxian is so miserable?"

"It's all just a reputation touted by those blind female cultivators. Maybe this person's cultivation base is very vain, and it's not worth mentioning at all."

Such sour remarks came from the mouths of some male disciples who often witnessed Wang Xiangxian's scenery in the past and were quite aggrieved.

And their belittling also unexpectedly aroused the displeasure of several female disciples: "You guys dare to stand here and insult Senior Brother Wang with nonsense? You really are shameless!"

"That's right, some people are destined to just talk. After all, the Wuying Mizong formation has not yet reached the Nascent Soul stage, but they don't even have a chance to join the formation."

"Who knows if Senior Brother Wang is following someone's way in the big formation? He has always been upright and has no scheming. It is easy to believe that the bad guys have suffered!"

"That's right. Senior Brother Wang's strength can be seen from the scene just now. Everyone else is trapped in an illusion and full of ugliness. Only Senior Brother Wang is trying his best to fight. I believe that as long as he is given a little more time, he will It will definitely break out!"

"Even if Senior Brother Wang is in a mess, he is definitely not comparable to you."

The slightly sharp rebuttals reminded everyone of the performance of the other breakouts. It was indeed not the most embarrassing, only more embarrassing.

The disciples who had recovered from their gods planned to continue watching the excitement in the square, but they didn't expect that the empty state had long since returned.

The honor belongs only to the final winners. Those who were caught off guard and lost face naturally ran as far as they could quietly while the big guy's attention was taken away by Wang Xiangxian.

The process for Yan Jing to enter the Promise Hall was very simple. When the monks watching on the hillside were making noise, the old man with white beard handed over the special black Taoist robe representing the identity of the person in charge to Yan Jing.

"The disciple thanked Elder Hongxi." Yan Jing looked respectful, and silently stepped aside after taking the Taoist robe.

According to the usual rules of the Nine Heavens Sect, this time he has only obtained the qualification to enter and leave the Wuji Hall. The elders in charge of the subsequent hall will need to conduct a deeper assessment of his daily contribution to the sect, and it may take a year or so. It will take even longer for him to become the real person in charge.

And the elder in charge of Wuji Hall is the old man with white beard, Daoist name Hongxi, who is the most powerful one by default among the current sixteen elders of Nine Heavens Sect.

In the sect, the once-in-a-hundred-year dispute over who was in charge came to an end.

At this moment, Haiyao also withdrew her vague scrutiny from Elder Hongxi, and nodded slightly to Yan Jing, who was looking over, as a greeting, then turned sideways, intending to say goodbye to Ma Yuanshan.

Unexpectedly, a big fat hand suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, and then Fatty Wang's cheap voice sounded next to my ears: "Congratulations to you two, Senior Brother Yan has successfully entered the Wuji Palace. There are benefits."

"Wow!" Ma Yuanshan stared wide-eyed, excitedly took dozens of low-grade spirit stones, and said thank you happily: "Thanks to Junior Sister Zhao, if you have anything to do in the future, just ask, Senior Sister will definitely help you!" Will decline."

In her opinion, Yan Jing was able to defeat Wang Xiangxian this time, and the anti-spirit talisman probably played a big role.If she hadn't witnessed the girl hand out the talisman paper before, she might not have made up her mind to bet on Yan Jing.

Another spirit weapon hairpin, and so many spirit stones, what a lucky day, Ma Yuanshan thought.

On the other side, Haiyao casually put away more than ten high-grade spirit stones, her eyes rolled as she thought of something, and the smile on her face gradually deepened: "So, there is really something I want to trouble Senior Sister Ma right now. .”

"... What... what is it?"

Looking at the bright face of the girl in front of her, Ma Yuanshan felt something was wrong, her throat tightened subconsciously, and she even swallowed uneasily.

(End of this chapter)