The entire sect is unlucky, the little junior sisters of Koi come ashore

The time soon reached noon, and the scorching sun hung high above the head. The two powerful men in the Void Refining Stage used the spiritual energy of heaven and earth during this period to let the blazing fire roast the monks in the formation.

This temperature was like being in magma, and many monks cursed.

"Here, why are there so many tricks?"

This floor is simply hot to the feet and hot to the butt. Such a strong fire spirit is no joke.

Rong Yi and Qi Wan both stood up, and after a while they were stomping on the spot like other monks, and then simply used spiritual energy to support themselves and levitate.

But as a result, almost all monks are consuming spiritual energy and have to use spiritual energy to maintain their own barrier to cool down, so the spiritual energy in the body is used up quickly.

"It's so hot, here are these two roast ducks!"

Qi Wan just cast a cleaning spell on himself and Rong Yi, and then he was covered in sweat again, and stuffed two water balloons into his mouth, which made him feel better.

Wanting to give Rong Yi two, Rong Yi shook his head: "I don't need them."

She has all the Five Elements Spiritual Roots and feels that she is doing well and not that uncomfortable at the moment. This is much better than the crater where her father stayed.

With his free hand, he stuffed a small piece of ice crystal into her mouth. Qi Wan was instantly cooled from head to toe, with a bit of chill running through the meridians of her body.

She chuckled: "You have a lot of good things, and this is good."

"I can't stand it anymore, I give up."

I don't know which disciple shouted, and he was ejected from the formation. If there was one, there would be a second, and a third. After five consecutive years, no monks would shout again.

Although it was a little uncomfortable, the monks at the Nascent Soul stage and above were not unable to bear this. Most of the ones eliminated were disciples from aristocratic families.

Most of the cultivation level in one's body is made up of pills. It is normal to not be able to endure this kind of hardship.

Only now did Rong Yi feel that this competition was quite interesting. Ziyun Continent also had a competition between sects and aristocratic families, but she had never participated in it.

As night fell, these two powerful monks used several other attack methods to eliminate half of the nearly a thousand monks who participated.

"Congratulations to everyone, you have passed the appetizer of the knockout round of the big competition. Tomorrow the arena competition between various sects and families will officially begin.

The rules are very simple. The arena is divided into stages below the integration stage. That’s it for today. I wish everyone good results tomorrow! "

The conference was over, and half of the monks disappeared from the square at once, and everyone teleported away.

Rong Yi waved to Wei Chi, who walked towards her with a smile.

"I thought you weren't going to participate."

Rong Yi patted him on the shoulder: "I left a few days ago for something. Let's go back and talk together."

Wei Chi glanced at Leng Youzhi, who was standing not far away, and felt that this person's aura was even more void. The vague sense of oppression seemed so powerful that he could not imagine it.

Qi Wan came over: "If you don't leave, are you going to stand here and chat?"

"Let's go now."

Rong Yi naturally pulled Wei Chi along, waved to Leng Youzhi with a smile, and teleported back to the inn.

Several people had just appeared in the yard. Leng Youzhi had already prepared the tea set and was boiling water.

Qi Wan yawned: "Uncle, I won't drink your tea. Let's go back to the room first. Goodbye."

Several others also said hello and left together. Even Chu Yunlan wanted to go back to his room. Rong Yi, Wei Chi, and Leng Youzhi were the only ones left in the yard.

Wei Chi raised his hands and saluted: "I've met Senior Leng."

"No need to be polite, just sit down."

Rong Yi had already sat down, looking at this and that, and always felt something was a little strange.

"So you chose Biling Valley in the end?"

It was Leng Youzhi who spoke first. He looked at Wei Chi and suddenly said this.

Wei Chi smiled lazily: "Yes, I had to thank my senior for the invitation, but Taojun Lingguzi from Biling Valley saved my life and passed on the technique to my junior, so I can only live up to my senior's kindness." ”

Leng Youzhi smiled and poured tea for him and Rong Yi: "It doesn't matter, maybe this is because I have no relationship with the Tianheng Sect."

Wei Chi paused his hand before going to get the tea.

Rong Yi also heard from these words that his junior uncle had originally invited him to join the Tianheng Sect, but this guy actually refused.

"Isn't Tianheng Sect bad? Why do you refuse? It would be great to be my junior brother."

Wei Chi looked at her with a smile: "I just don't want to be your junior brother. Your mother is my master. After all, you are also my junior sister. If you join the Tianheng Sect and need to be a disciple again, you have to become a junior brother."

Rong Yi rolled her eyes at him: "It's up to you."

After chatting for a while, Rong Yi said again: "Thank you, thank you for what you and the other brothers did for me in Ziyun Continent."

Wei Chi smiled evilly: "That's it, how about you kiss me?"

Leng Youzhi glanced at him with sharp eyes, and Rong Yi raised his foot and kicked him.

"It's a beautiful thought, now, here's it for you."

After saying that, he threw a bottle of elixir towards him, which was exactly the replenishing elixir.

"What is it? Pills? I'm in Biling Valley now. I don't need any pills."

The words were thrown back to Rong Yi, and Rong Yi threw them back again: "It's for life-saving, especially for evil spirits. It can be easily contained."

Now Wei Chi quickly put away the treasure.

"Then thank you very much, Junior Sister Rong. If I have nothing to do, I'll leave first, in case the senior brothers and sisters in the sect can't find anyone."

"Okay, come and sit down if you have time."

"Yes, I wish I could."

Wei Chi flipped his hair coolly, smiled and saluted before turning around. There was an inexorable loneliness in his eyes, and he stepped out of the yard.

Rong Yi yawned, took a cup of tea and drank a cup, but he felt sleepy.

Leng Youzhi tapped her nose: "Go back to the room and take a nap. One of the two monks' spells today has a soothing and psychedelic effect. It's all because of your concentration that you didn't fall asleep on the spot."

"No wonder. I asked why several monks suddenly fainted. I thought it was caused by their exhaustion of spiritual power."

Rong Yi really felt sleepy, so she took the teapot and poured herself two cups of spiritual tea.

"I'm not going to sleep anymore. I'll drink two more cups of tea and go back to practice later."

Leng Youzhi pressed her hand: "There is a saying that calls for a balance between work and rest. Proper sleep is good for your body and soul."

Rong Yi blinked at him, and Leng Youzhi raised his hand and cast a sleeping spell on her. Rong Yi just slapped her head and fell down, being held firmly by Leng You's outstretched hand.

"Be good, have a good sleep."

He took the person back to the room and settled him down. He did not leave, but sat on the edge to meditate.

"Emperor Feng Heng, please come out and see me."

A sound transmission reached his sea of ​​consciousness. Leng Youzhi opened his eyes, and his consciousness spread out. It was already dark outside, and two figures were floating outside the yard.

He turned around and glanced at Rong Yi, raised his hand to add another barrier around her, and then he flashed into the yard.

With a slight wave of his hand, the barrier in the courtyard was removed, and the two figures flew down from above and landed in front of him.

The two of them saluted respectfully: "I have met Emperor Feng Heng."

"What's the matter?"

"To inform the Emperor, the Dragon Lord asked us to inform the Emperor that the Suzaku Realm was exterminated and has now become the second realm of the God-Witch Clan.

When the dragon master arrived, he only saved three little guys from the Suzaku tribe, but now their lives were hanging by a thread, so he asked me to wait and ask the little master if there was any way to save them. "

Leng Youzhi's eyebrows turned cold, and the chill in his whole body rose, but he was helpless. He had warned them many times, but the Suzaku tribe did not believe them.

"Want to take someone back?"

The two looked at each other and nodded in unison: "Suzaku Lord Hongyin left a last note, Dragon Lord..."

His heart softened and he didn't say these three words, but Leng Youzhi understood and sighed.

Huai Ming still doesn't know that Chengcheng only has a little bit of chaotic aura left.

"Take this bottle of elixir back, and this sign, and ask him to take them to the Holy Land of the Phoenix Clan. With this medicine and the healing there, if they can't be saved, it's destiny, and you can't force it."

The two took the things and bowed their hands: "Yes, Emperor!"