Cannon fodder's counterattack

Han Lu's opponent was Huo Ling's senior brother named Lian Qingfeng, a late-stage Jindan monk.

Everyone came to their ring.

Han Lu took the lead and raised his hand, and a golden light shot out.

Lian Qingfeng closed his palms, and a large green ball of air flew out from his palms, rose up against the wind, and hit the golden light.

With a clear cry, the golden light rushed into the green air mass, and countless flames exploded in the air mass.

Han Lu pressed his palm, and the golden light in the air mass turned into two, two into four, and four into eight.

In the blink of an eye, the air mass was filled with golden sword energy.

"boom!"

A violent explosion sounded in the air, and the green air mass was instantly smashed into sieves by the golden light.

Seeing this, Lian Qingfeng's face darkened, and with a wave of his arms, the scattered green wood mist quickly closed in on him and gathered into the green spirit bead in his hand.

The flying golden sword energy instantly merged into one under the urging of Han Lu, condensing into a tangible and intangible transparent golden sword.

Behind the golden sword, the Fusheng Sword stood out of thin air. Its domineering sword energy was raging, and its sword intent spread across half of the arena.

Seeing this scene, Huo Ling said worriedly: "Senior Brother Lian's Qingmu Lingzhu cultivates the gentle and square way that tolerates all things, but Brother Han's sword energy is very domineering and sharp, and Jin can overcome wood. Senior Brother Lian is afraid that he will lose." ah."

Yuan Yihuan also frowned, feeling an inexplicable emotion in his heart, whether it was happiness or worry.

The two people in the ring fought together again.

After a while, as expected, Lian Qingfeng lost.

Just when everyone was about to comfort him, countless cheers suddenly rang out from another arena.

Yuan Yihuan turned around and saw that on the ring, a small seedling suddenly began to take root and sprout. Its thick roots penetrated into the earth, and its branches and leaves quickly extended in all directions, reaching into the sky.

The sound of the distant avenue resounded in the sky here, and they seemed to see the figure sitting under the tree, who was enlightening, firm and persistent.

In an instant, the annoyance in everyone's hearts dissipated, the spiritual platform became clear, the weak body gained strength, and even the spiritual power grew a little faster.

Bodhi tree!

One of the ten sacred trees. Enlightenment under the tree can lead to soaring for thousands of years. Bodhi beads are grown in the heart of the tree. Eating them can make you immortal.

Rumor has it that the bodhi tree of the Taiqing Sect is a branch of the big tree where Buddha attained enlightenment. After tens of millions of years of cultivation and growth, it has long blocked out the sky and sun and has become the sacred tree that protects the Taiqing Sect.

Unexpectedly, Tong Yan is actually pregnant with the bodhi tree. As a result, she will definitely have a place in the fairy preliminaries.

The last round of competition was over, and the eight disciples who participated in the Fairy Spirit Qualifier also came out.

Yuan Yihuan, Huo Jin, Han Lu, Ming Chengzhou, Shi Yuyao, Ning Ma, Yu Tianze, Tong Yan.

Each of the four sects has two places, which is quite even, but the competition is not over yet, and the eight people will continue to compete.

on the ring.

Yuan Yihuan looked at Ning Ma opposite him and raised his eyebrows, "Do you still remember what I said?"

She paused and smiled, "Don't touch me on the stage, but now it seems that you are very unlucky."

"Are all people in the Xuanji Sect like you?" Ning Zhu said with a sullen face and a sinister tone: "You speak arrogant words, you are ignorant and arrogant!"

"Ah!"

She sneered, "Why do you always like to sow discord between Xuanji Sect and Fengyuan Sect? It was like this before, and it is still like this now, but now I am afraid that the only one who can hear your words is Daojun Jinghui in the stands. What do you think he would think?"

Hearing this, Ning Zhu's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously glanced at Daojun Jinghui in the distance, and then immediately reacted, "You are looking for death!"

He raised his hand and waved. There was no movement around, but there were a few faint sounds of wind in the air.

Yuan Yihuan narrowed her eyes and quickly formed a spiritual seal. The ice cage rushed out from under her feet and protected her inside.

"Zheng----"

The transparent wind blade hit the ice cage, making a sharp scream.

After a few breaths, she waved her arms, and the ice cage instantly cracked into countless tiny ice crystals, flying away the incoming wind blades like a goddess scattering flowers.

At the same time, a ray of blue light mixed in the ice crystals suddenly appeared and shot towards Ning Ma.

Ning Ma didn't dare to be careless, so he raised his hand and swung out a black nine-section whip. The tail of the whip shook, and it tightly wrapped around the mountain and river pen that showed its figure.

He sneered, "Without the spiritual weapon, I'll see what you do!"

There is more than one form of Shanhe pen!

Yuan Yihuan snorted coldly and made a magic trick. The Shanhe Brush, which was as thick as an arm, instantly transformed into the size of a talisman brush and flew back into her hand.

With a wave of her pen, four red-gold talismans and seals flew away, four elephants and spirit-control formations rose up, and four spiritual tools came out, surrounding Ning Zhu.

The Four Symbols Spirit Control Formation has the effect of killing evil and suppressing demons. I want to see what you are cultivating!

In the golden formation, the four spirits roared together, and the four spiritual lights rose into the sky, condensing into a lightsaber above their heads, and slashed straight towards Ning Marsh below.

Ning Ma's eyes tightened and he subconsciously threw a black bead. The bead spun around and met the four-color lightsaber.

"boom!"

A strong wave of spiritual power exploded in mid-air.

Under the lightsaber, a tiny trace of black energy escaped from the black bead, and was instantly swallowed up by the four-color spiritual light.

The black energy was very small, and the crowd watching around did not notice it, but Yuan Yihuan, who was wielding the lightsaber, and several sect leaders in the stands noticed the abnormality.

Qingyuan's indifferent expression straightened, and he said seriously: "Brother Jinghui, I didn't expect that you would also have a bad time, and your direct disciple would actually practice evil arts. You are incompetent as the leader of the sect."

Jinghui didn't speak, but his eyes became colder and colder. Ning Zhu was Ning Song's disciple, and Ning Song belonged to Jingwei's Mingsu Peak.

Jingwei? !

She is no longer in the sect, and Ning Song is also traveling. Do they have anything to do with sorcery?

on the ring.

Yuan Yihuan discovered that trace of evil, and his expression darkened. Sure enough, there was something wrong!

Ning Ma also noticed the abnormal movement of evil energy in the bead, and he looked unusually panicked. He wanted to take the bead back, but was unable to use it during the battle, so he could only shoot out wind blades one after another in an attempt to help the bead resist for a moment.

In fact, Ning Ma was also a little surprised. Logically speaking, the evil energy in the beads would only appear when he took the initiative to drive it. Why did he come out today?

Yuan Yihuan looked at the black beads under the lightsaber hesitantly. She knew that exposing evil magic in the ring would be detrimental to Fengyuan Sect, but she was not willing to let Ning Ma go.

After thinking for a moment, she rolled her eyes and said softly: "Little lazy boy, come out!"

"Go and build a defense for Ning Marsh, the strongest one!"

Xiaolan was connected with her, so he knew what she wanted to do. Hei Bean's eyes flashed before he leaped away.

"fall!"

As she gave a sharp shout, the four-color lightsaber suddenly pressed against the black beads like a bamboo.

At the same time, a dark blue light shield fell, trapping Ning Ma inside. The black color on the light shield was extremely dark, and it was impossible to see what was going on inside clearly from the outside.

Everyone only heard a loud noise coming from the light shield, and then the dark green light dispersed, and they saw the black beads broken in half falling aside, and Ning Ma fell to the ground, unconscious.

Yuan Yihuan put away his technique and looked at Qingyuan who was sitting on it.

Qingyuan nodded to her, and she immediately relaxed and walked off the ring.