Destroy my Dantian and take away my holy body? I'll kill you all over the house

Seeing Sima Hong showing off his power in front of his eyes, Yun Qian turned away and suppressed his disgust and hatred.

In Tianlei Pavilion, Sima Hong had always been the person who wanted to kill her the most.

But Yun Qian couldn't think of any grudge between Sima Hong and her.

Until Zhou Jing told the truth, Sima Hong was also a bastard under the instructions of the spiritual master.

Compared to the Spirit Master, Yun Qian's attitude toward Sima Hong was less hateful and more disgusting.

Sima Hong also clearly saw Yun Qian's hateful attitude towards him, and felt confused in his heart.

But he didn't think about it. He just wanted to confirm whether the Ziluo Immortal Clothes was really an immortal weapon.

If Ziluo Immortal Clothes is truly an immortal weapon, then it is not impossible that four immortal weapons will be born in this sect conference, and there is hope for this sect conference.

"Girl, I'm offended!"

The moment Sima Hong came on stage, thousands of pairs of eyes stared at him.

Whether the Purple Immortal Clothes is real or fake can only be known by a master of Sima Hong's level after a try.

Sima Hong had no intention of retaining his strength. His daughter was injured by the shock, and the debt was also repaid.

He was making seals, his hands were constantly changing, and he was mumbling words.

Yun Qian was very familiar with this scene. Sima Hong was chanting a curse.

Nine Heavens Thunder Curse!

The incantation used by the leader of Tianlei Pavilion.

Yun Qian has seen several people use the Nine Heavens Thunder Curse.

The first time I saw him was in Lingming Valley. When Xuanyuan Hui was being used, he was pinched by a novice. He didn't even see him forming seals and reciting incantations, he just did whatever he wanted.

The second time was also Xuanyuan Hui.

The third time was on Purple Spirit Island. Xuanyuan Chun, Yelu Qingyun, and Zhou Xiaoyu cast spells at the same time, and three divine thunder fell.

The fourth time was when he fought against Xuanyuan Changqing at the Tianlei Pavilion campus.

The fifth time is now, Sima Hong also used this trick.

Isn’t it said that the Nine Heavens Thunder Curse is the sect master’s royal spell? Why does everyone know it?

Yun Qian looked at Xuanyuan Hui, Xuanyuan Changqing, Song Yan and others. There was no difference in the expressions of the three of them. It can be seen that in this short month, Xuanyuan Hui personally taught the Nine Heavens Thunder Curse to Song Yan and Sima Hong. In order to forcibly increase the strength of Tianlei Pavilion.

The destructive power contained in the Nine Heavens Thunder Curse is ten times that of the caster, far superior to the Seventh Form of the Lotus Immortal, and it does not consume the spiritual power of the caster, making it much stronger than the Seventh Form of the Lianxian.

Divine thunder contains the power of heaven and earth, and its destructive power is more terrifying than spiritual damage.

"Boom!" The dark clouds suddenly closed overhead, and a faint sound of thunder could be heard.

Immediately afterwards came one after another lightning, glowing with electric snakes, falling continuously.

"Boom boom boom!"

The divine thunder finally landed under the brewing of lightning.

The white divine thunder condensed into a winding beam of light and quickly struck Yun Qian's head.

"Master..."

He Yunqi, who was sitting on the chair, couldn't help shouting and stood up.

Zhao Yi, Xiao Kaishan, and Po Jun all looked worried, but Rong Zheng looked at everything calmly, full of disdain.

It seemed that he had seen through everything, and there were no surprises at all.

"Bang!" This time Ziluo Xianyi's voice was no longer so light, but more dull and powerful.

The purple light became more intense and still wrapped tightly around Yun Qian's body.

After a stalemate for a few short breaths, the purple light of the divine thunderstorm was bounced away again.

Everyone in the audience ran away and became confused.

Only Xuanyuan Hui stood there calmly, without even blinking his eyelids.

The power of the divine thunder that rebounded was dispersed by the protective spiritual power in his body as soon as it came close to his body.

This level of power cannot harm Xuanyuan Hui at all.

When everything returned to calm, everyone's faces showed ecstatic expressions.

To be able to easily rebound the power of the Nine Heavens Thunder Curse cast by masters of the late Nascent Soul, it must be an immortal weapon.

Tianxiu Kingdom and Wanyumen are not lying, the immortal weapons are real.

"After several tests, everyone should have no objections, right? The first game of the sect conference has begun!"

He Yiming glanced at everyone, hooked his finger at Yun Qian, and motioned for her to return the purple fairy clothes: "Girl, please return the fairy weapon."

The men first heard He Yiming announcing the start of the sect meeting, and they were filled with excitement and eager to try.

When they heard the return of the immortal weapon again, everyone's eyes widened and they stared at Yun Qian.

They knew that Yun Qian was going to reveal her fragrant shoulders and arms again, and everyone would be able to feast their eyes again.

This time, Yun Qian asked He Yunqi to hold her white turban to block it, and then she took off her purple fairy clothes, then quickly put on her turban, all in one movement.

The men in the audience could only vaguely see the slender shoulders and jade arms through the white coat, and they couldn't help but booed for a while.

Veins appeared on Rong Zheng's forehead, and a murderous look flashed in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared again.

However, Yun Qian looked much more reserved when changing clothes this time, which made him a little relieved.

But he wanted to dig out the two moves of He Yunqi, who was holding up his clothes. This kid actually looked at it twice at close range, which made Rong Zheng Wuming furious, but it was inconvenient to do so due to the scene.

"Master, why didn't you go up and cover up your mistress's shame just now?" Zhao Yi saw the change in his master's expression and couldn't help but ask.

"Zhao Yi, you talk a little too much. Do you miss the years in the blood pool?"

Rong Zheng was angry and had nowhere to go, so Zhao Yi came over to make him angry.

Zhao Yi stuck out his tongue, not daring to say anything more, and just sighed secretly.

Seeing the Ziluo Immortal Clothes return to the golden box, He Yiming said: "Who will win the first immortal weapon? I will announce the competition method. The female masters above the Golden Elixir stage will appear and be divided into four groups. The groups arrange the numbers and draw lots to decide the candidates for the duel!"

His eyes were glowing with fanaticism as he stared at the female disciples of each sect who were standing out.

Women are truly God’s works of art, in various shapes and styles, each with its own characteristics.

Huan is fat and Yan is thin, some are lively, some are elegant, some are aloof, some are smart, and some are playful.

He Yiming was dazzled by the sight, and it was too beautiful to take in anything.

If they were all admitted to the prince's east palace, He Yiming would be confused about whose yard he should go to every day and worry about which beauty he should favor.

People with higher cultivation talents are not bad in appearance, because they are all blessed by God. They are naturally beautiful and talented, and they are the best among people.

After some statistics, there were a total of twenty direct female disciples in the room, all of whom were spiritual masters at the golden elixir stage or above.

It happened that ten pairs were formed in the first round, and in the second round, one person had a bye, leaving three people. In the third round, there were three duels, and the winner was finally determined, and then he got the Purple Immortal Clothes.

While twenty girls were drawing lots, Sima Hong couldn't help but object: "Prince, I think this rule is unreasonable. Although the Purple Immortal Clothes were passed down by female fairies, women do not necessarily have to participate in the competition. All direct disciples of each sect should participate together, and whoever wins in the end, the Purple Immortal Clothes will belong to the winner’s sect!”

These words entered everyone's hearts, and the audience responded like a roaring tsunami...