Master is here [Crossing Books]

In front of the photo stone on the top of Suzheng Peak, the disciples of the various sects looked up at the projected scene of Qianfan Lake.

"I crush Yin Li!" A little girl in a water-green skirt waved her hand and threw a bag of spirit stones on the casino that was randomly placed in front of the picture stone.

A few people raised their heads in astonishment, most of them were not qualified to participate in the Dabi's casual practice, small families, or young disciples who came to gain knowledge with their teachers.

Such a group of people rarely have such money. The casino dealer couldn't close his mouth with a smile. He quickly collected the money and said with a smile, "Young lady has good eyesight! I also think that Old Ancestor Yin has a good chance of winning!"

The little girl blinked her watery eyes, smiled and nodded.

"Hey, third son Qian, what's the point of lying to the little girl, return the money to her quickly." A casual cultivator with a huge sword on his back said, beating the injustice.

A strong man next to the little girl also bent down and said to the little girl, "Mother, we only have this bag of spirit stones."

"That also needs to be suppressed." Qin Min'er frowned.

Who told Yin Li to be her fiancé?

"Oh! It's out, it's out!" Someone in the crowd shouted, Qin Min'er's eyes lit up, and she was about to look at the photo stone when a group of people squeezed in front of her.

Seeing this scene, Qiaoqiao thoughtfully hugged Qin Min'er, who looked inside and asked, "Who's here? Who's out?"

Could it be that my husband-in-law came out from the siege of villains?

"The first person to go ashore has come out! Qian San, prepare to claim the prize!" Jujian casual cultivator shouted excitedly.

Qian San also looked over with his head. Before the first big competition started, many people began to guess who would be the first to come ashore from Qianfan Lake.

Most people bought Jianzong. After all, Qianfan Lake is located at Suzheng Peak where Jianzong is located. The disciples of Jianzong usually practice here, so they should be very familiar with this place.

There are also people who buy Changxumen and Danfeng School. Among the five sects, they have the longest history and outstanding achievements.

Because of the relationship between the head of the Lu family, Xian Chongmen also made a lot of bets, but they didn't expect that the head of the door would not appear in this competition, and regretting it would be useless.

The news of Heng Kunzong's suspension has long been spread from Su Zhengfeng. Patriarch Yin was alone, and there were very few people who bought him, most of them were waiting to see a joke.

"Who is who?"

"It seems to be... a girl from Changxumen!"

"Changxu door? Damn, I would have bought the Changxu door if I knew it!"

On the picture stone, a woman in a white robe has landed impressively, with McDull on her head, only a few strands of blue hair blown up by the wind, and her wide pimples cover most of her face. Even so, one can feel the extraordinary beauty of the woman. temperament.

Qian San made a secret calculation, excluding the exchanged prizes, he still had more than [-] spirit stones left. As the owner of this gamble, he really made a fortune.

"Who saw how she passed?" A young disciple in Tsing Yi shouted.

As soon as the words fell, a picture of looking back appeared on the photo stone.

The woman walked east of the lake center, a little bit away from the lake center.

There are many high-level people fighting together, and they may be affected by the fights of the lake heart gods, or even be attacked and dragged into the water by people hiding in the metasequoia by the lake.

But the woman didn't seem to see anyone, she was flying in the air like a swallow, and there was a handsome young man by her side.

Standing on the shore, Wu Yuan could see the young man's face clearly at once. He looked at him as if he was a fool when he went up the mountain. He seemed to be called...Jiang Ping!

But now the protagonist is not him, but the woman next to him.

The woman was as light as a swallow, and she led Jiang Ping through the crowd very quickly, and happened to bump into a group of disciples from the Xianzhong Sect on the road. Women don't pay attention to them at all.

The sudden domineering qi burst out from the woman's body, and the magic weapon that was working suddenly lost its function. Even the disciples of the Xianzhong sect felt that the internal organs of the five internal organs were shaken, and they all let out a sigh of relief.

The woman was not interested in fighting, and flew past the group of people again.

Many people came to intercept him along the way, but they were all sent away by the woman.

The most frightening thing was that when she was halfway there, she ran into a group of small sects sneaking out from the Metasequoia trees by the lake.

Seeing that she was alone, the little sect drew their swords and stepped forward.

The woman also shook them away in the same way, unexpectedly, a female disciple of that small sect accidentally picked off her hood.

A pale and sickly little face appeared in front of everyone, with slightly drooping almond eyes, a straight Qiong nose that was transparent pink, and a slight bloodstain on the side of her face, it could be said that whoever saw her felt sorry for her, and wished to hold her in the palm of her hand .

But what happened in the next second made the audience gasp.When the woman's eyes opened again, with a shrill cry, the domineering true energy took shape, and forcibly tore the disciples of the small sect around her to pieces.

Blood spilled all over the sky, staining the lake at the woman's feet red.

Jiang Ping still couldn't help trembling. He glanced at the woman, but saw her face was extremely cold, as if he had seen such scenes too often.

Jiang Ping suppressed the nausea in his heart.

This is the so-called pure magic...

Because the shock just now was too great, no one dared to stop her, and the woman easily landed on the shore, looking at the elder of Jianzong who knew the rules with a disgusted expression.

"Changxu Gate, Linglong, pass the first competition." Elder Guo stared at Linglong's face with a serious and dull tone.

Linglong didn't respond at all, she just turned her head and said softly to Jiang Ping, "What shall we eat later?"

Jiang Ping was about to answer, but his mind was full of meat, and Linglong's pale and morbid face was drawn across his head. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, and held the Metasequoia to spit it out.

This vomit seemed to want to vomit out all the contents of the intestines, until his eyes turned black and the world spun, the perception of the whole body slowly surfaced.

"Are you okay?" Linglong patted Jiang Ping's back carefully, her eyes full of worry, and said, "Is it because I was faster just now and made you uncomfortable."

Jiang Ping choked up for a long time, and finally managed to say a word, "I'm fine, God... Linglong, let's go."

Although Linglong was worried, she obeyed Jiang Ping's words, just nodded obediently, and left with him.

Elder Jianzong Guo kept looking at Linglong's back, his eyes became deeper and deeper, he casually pointed to a Jianzong disciple nearby, and said, "Call your big brother Lu Daoxuan over here."

"Yes." The disciple of Jianzong nodded.

When Linglong landed, there were only two-thirds of the incense sticks left.

More and more people went ashore in the follow-up. Although there were casualties, they were not as bloody as Linglong. Everyone subconsciously stayed away from Changxu Gate. trend.

It was extremely difficult for Yin Li.

After a rough count, the eight disciples of the Changxu Sect are all masters of him. Those people are not like ordinary people.

The fact that Xiao Bao'er was killed in the mountain must have reached Changxumen's ears, otherwise why would they send these people to hold him back.

The Changxu Sect was famous for its magic circle, and the formation of the eight disciples was fast, so the formation of the magic circle was naturally fast.

Yin Li just rushed out of the golden bell array they set up for him, only to find that his surroundings had turned into black and white in an instant.

A huge black and white formation centered on Yin Li, and the eight major disciples of Changxu Sect stood around him, chanting something quickly.

Yin Li frowned, obviously, he fell into a gossip formation.

Nine is the extreme number, one life is two, two is three, and three is all things.There is also the so-called Taiji produces Liangyi, Liangyi produces four phases, and four phases produces eight trigrams, and the eight trigrams change into 64 lines, and from then on, they go back and forth and change endlessly.

Yin Li sort of figured out what Chang Xumen was thinking.

Trapping him in an endless gossip formation made him unable to break through the first competition of the competition.

so childish?

Shouldn't it be to seek revenge from him behind the scenes?

Could it be possible to kill me in front of so many people?

Yin Li looked at the increasingly black and white world around him, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

The people on the shore were not as calm as Yin Li, Wu Yuan jumped angrily, the Changxu sect really shameless, so obviously they sent the eight disciples in the sect to trap their ancestors with a gossip formation.

Lin Nansheng was also very anxious, and even stood up to check the situation in the center of the lake. He glanced at Lu Yuan again, and found that Lu Yuan was also looking at the center of the lake seriously.

But that look doesn't seem to be looking at the ancestor.

It seems... looking at the disciples of the Changxu Sect, as if they were holding a grudge, writing down the faces of those people one by one, and going to revenge in the future.

But is now the time to take revenge?Look at our ancestors are going to be eliminated!

There was still no movement in the gossip array, the lake gradually calmed down, and there was only the last small section of the incense stick.

Lin Nansheng only felt that his palms were sweating.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise on the surface of the lake, and a huge wave of spiritual power dispersed.

After forming the gossip formation, Qi Qi, a disciple of Changxu Sect, was shaken into the water. The gossip formation seemed to be turned into ink, gradually becoming smaller, and was pinched by the ancestor Yin in the palm of his hand, and it was crushed into powder.

As long as the speed of breaking the formation is faster than the speed of transformation, the eight trigrams formation will not be able to bear the load and will collapse.

Yin Li jumped a few times in the air after breaking through the gossip formation, leaving behind pieces of ice crystals, and jumped onto the shore.

The last bit of the joss stick burned out, and the disciples of Jianzong rang the bells and drums, and the dull and long sound lingered in Qianfan Lake.

Qin Min'er outside Suzheng Peak happily jumped three feet high, Qian San cried and lost all the Lingshi he had just earned to Qin Min'er.

After Yin Li came ashore, the corners of his eyes were bent like the burning sunset, Lu Yuan was the first to rush to Yin Li, holding his hand tightly.

He did not forget that Master said that they could hold hands.

It was rare for Yin Li not to shake off his hand, but to hold it even tighter.

He leaned close to Lu Yuan's ear and whispered, "Come with me later, I have something to tell you."

Yin Li and Lu Yuan were so close to each other, the cool wind blowing out made Lu Yuan's ears itchy.

But Master said...you can't kiss...