Rebirth of the Peerless Demon Pet

In less than a stick of incense, Yue Jianwei sent all the nineteen disciples in the same group down safely. These disciples walked very steadily, and none of them was injured, although among them, several With a slight killing intent towards Yuejian, he used his strongest and most frightening tricks.

However, under the pressure of the level, all the ultimate moves are like slow motion in front of Yue Jianwei's eyes, and Yue Jianwei has caught the flaws in their moves at once, and it is easy to use the whip like a thousand catties. The ground can be dissolved, and it doesn't take much effort.

Yue Jianwei did what he said, and was the last one to send Qing Mo's disciple down.

After the game, Yue Jianwei jumped down from the stage, and looked back, the other groups were still playing in full swing, and it was rare for such a level crush to happen.

Mo Canglan was still not there, but Mo Yunze mingled in the crowd and shouted vigorously.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, but your cultivation has already reached this level." Mo Yunze looked at Yue Jianwei and said with a complicated expression.

Yue Jianwei rolled the whip back around his wrist, shook his head, and said sincerely: "Not strong enough, I am different from others, and of course I am better than them."

Mo Yunze: "..." This person is not shy at all, he will shine if given some sunshine, so don't praise him.

Yue Jianwei didn't mean that, but felt that it was the first time for others to be a human being and practice for the first time, so the growth rate of cultivation was naturally much slower, and he had experience in his previous life, so he knew how to call his own cultivation. Improving as soon as possible, and taking a lot of panaceas that help to improve the cultivation base, harmony inside and outside, and experience blessing, can naturally reach the current achievement.

Of course, Yue Jianwei would not tell Mo Yunze about this matter in detail, and Mo Yunze would just think that he was still habitually shameless.

In the evening of that day, the rules for the third and last level were released. The hundred disciples who entered the third level will fight against a warrior brought by the chief examiner of this assessment on the second day. If he can win against this warrior, he will naturally get a place to participate in the Wanzong Grand Competition, but the possibility of winning is almost zero.

"He was brought here by Gu Yuanbo." Yue Jianwei told Mo Canglan the news he had inquired about, and said, "I said why Gu Yuanbo has been silent all this time, so he was here waiting for me. The warrior who came, I heard from Xiaoyan, was a first-level monk who was good at punching. He could knock half a hill away with a single punch. I don’t know how many monks died in his hands. He must have aimed at I'm here."

In the past, the selection of the Wanzong Grand Competition was done internally in the vast continent. As far as I know, he brought not only earth-level warriors, but also monks from the Ascension Realm and the Pill Breaker Realm.

Gu Yuanbo looked at the dishes, and the people he chose to fight clearly came with his eyes on Yue Jianwei's cultivation.

When fighting, the warrior can choose to use three-point strength, seven-point strength, or ten-point strength. Whether he wins or loses depends entirely on him. In the eyes of the two high-ranking monks, it was like a child playing house, which was not enough.

Yue Jianwei is not worried that he will lose, because losing to that warrior is inevitable. Even if there is level suppression in the mainland, that warrior can at most show the strength of the peak of the Ascension Realm, but Yue Jianwei is still not his opponent. He still has self-knowledge.

Yue Jianwei was afraid that he would be directly beaten to death by the black hands.

Who knows what that hot-hearted bastard Gu Yuanbo will have in mind, after all, Gu Yuanbo has always been good at putting on a show, and is also good at using others as knives for himself. In the realm of death and no life, after I came out, I asked someone to seek justice for me, only to find that Gu Yuanbo actually picked him clean, and the only person who was punished was a fringe figure who hadn't even remembered his name for a few months.

For a while, Yue Jianwei felt a little worried.

Mo Canglan had never appeared in the previous competitions, and he was quite confident in Yue Jianwei's strength, but in the next competition, Mo Canglan would naturally not be able to sit idly by.

"Don't worry." Mo Canglan said: "In the next competition, I will be there to watch. If he dares to act rashly, I will not make it easy for him."

Yue Jianwei thought for a while, and said: "If he is really trying to kill me, you can intercept it, but I think Gu Yuanbo's purpose is not to kill me, but to prevent me from returning to Zi Zexian land."

Mo Canglan said: "It's also possible, but there are many things that can't be done just by what he thinks."

Yue Jianwei's return to Zize Xianlu means that he is about to return to the center of power. According to the original idea of ​​the Guyuan family, it is naturally the best to kill him quietly in the lower realm. If not, then Take it back to the Qilin family for disposal.

However, the current situation is that Yue Jianwei has won the favor of the Dragon Clan.

When the Guyuan family sold Yue Jianwei to the Dragon Clan, did they ever think that if Yue Jianwei really became the princess of the Dragon Clan, he would turn around in the future and let the Dragon Clan destroy the entire Guyuan Aristocratic Family for him. Will he keep his promise and support the Qilin family, or will he follow what Yue Jianwei said and kill the Qilin family in turn?

Before this kind of thing happened, it was impossible to predict.

Gu Yuanbo did not obstruct Yue Jianwei's thoughts.

However, since Yue Jianwei has made up his mind to go to Xianlu, it is absolutely impossible for him to stop for anything.

Even the Qilin Family and the Dragon Clan have bad intentions towards him.

Yue Jianwei touched the golden dragon scale on his wrist, and made up his mind: "Brother Canglan, you don't have to, don't make a move. I still have a dragon scale armor on my body to protect my life. In this competition, The one who can last the longest and pass the most tricks under the warrior will be considered the winner, I don’t have to fight him desperately, I just need to use the rules.”

Mo Canglan looked at Yue Jianwei, and after thinking about it, he said: "Do as you said first, if it really doesn't work, I'll do it again."

Early the next morning, Yue Jianwei rushed towards the arena.

On the way, Yue Jianwei heard someone calling him, the voice was quite familiar, and when he turned his head, he saw Ye Wuya, who was standing on the back of a walking bird with a graceful and ethereal figure like a fairy.

Yue Jianwei was quite pleasantly surprised, and went up to meet him and said, "Master!"

During the time he came to the main sect, Yue Jianwei hadn't seen Ye Wuya yet, but he sent a letter to Ye Wuya to see him on the first day he came. However, in order to heal She Shangchen, Ye Wuya took She Shangchen to retreat directly. , the time was uncertain, Yue Jianwei couldn't see anyone at all, so he simply gave up for the time being.

Ye Wuya jumped off the Linghe, rolled his eyes on Yue Jianwei's face, and said, "You look pretty good."

He looked at Yue Jianwei's clothes again, frowned and said, "Why are you dressed in such a mess, this colorful one looks like a parrot."

Yue Jian slightly lowered his head and glanced at his clothes, this clothes is really as Ye Wuya said, it is colorful and miscellaneous, and it is not very high-end at first glance, Ye Wuya is saving face for him if he says it is a parrot, use Mo Canglan In other words, it's like begging.

Yue Jian sighed slightly, and said: "I did it on purpose. After all, the Ninth Prince of the Dragon Clan is going to come to the scene in person today. If I dress up better and he suddenly takes a fancy to me, what should I do? I dress like this, He must think that my taste is vulgar and unrefined, maybe he hates me and doesn't want me to become the princess of the Dragon Clan."

Ye Wuya twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking that even if you strip naked and run naked, the Dragon Clan wouldn't care. After all, the Dragon Clan only cares about whether you can give birth to cubs. Obviously Yue Jianwei is very up to standard.

Ye Wuya was too lazy to complain about the clothes, and asked: "How are you getting ready?"

Yuejian smiled and said: "I didn't make much preparation, but I made a lot of pills. Did Master come to see me for the competition?"

Ye Wuya said: "It's just a way to see you compete, the main reason is to let you meet She Shangchen."

Yue Jian twitched the corner of her mouth slightly, looked around, and winked at Mo Canglan.

Mo Canglan said: "Has his sanity recovered?"

Ye Wuya nodded and said: "It's nothing serious, it's just that the corpse energy in his body has invaded too much, which has damaged his lifespan and cultivation base, which is somewhat hindered. He is still locked in the cell of the Law Enforcement Hall. He is closely guarded and protected, and it is not convenient for him to tell me a lot of things, so he only wants to see you two. After you have finished the competition, you should go see him first."

Yue Jian sighed slightly, and said, "Okay, I'll go find him when it's over."

Ye Wuya's eyes were slightly cold, and he said: "During the few days I was here, Ye Wuya was assassinated by people no less than ten times. If I didn't have a lot of miraculous medicines on my body and dealt with them properly, She Shangchen would have already been a corpse by now." There are bones, this Guiyuan Shenzong is definitely weird, you have to be mentally prepared."

She Shangchen was able to save his life only because of Ye Wuya being by his side.

Poisoning, shooting secret arrows, stealing, and so on, all conceivable assassination methods have been experienced by She Shangchen, especially She Shangchen was almost killed by the poisonous gas circulating in the air, if Ye Wuya, a master of erysipelas, came in time , It's too late to say anything.

Mo Canglan had expected it a long time ago, and he had already felt it when he brought She Shangchen back to Yuanshenzong.

"During this period of time, several elders of the sect seem to have disappeared suddenly." Mo Canglan suddenly mentioned this seemingly irrelevant matter, looked at Ye Wuya, and said: "Neither did I say retreat, nor did I explain where I went. , It was still there one day, and suddenly disappeared the next day.”

Ye Wuya frowned and said, "Is there such a thing?"

He is not a member of Guiyuan Shenzong, he just came to recuperate She Shangchen's body, he didn't care much about the sect's affairs, and no one came to tell him specially.

Mo Canglan nodded, and said lightly: "I only heard the suzerain mention it occasionally after I came back. Someone is already investigating this matter. It's just that the elder's disappearance is of great importance and it will cause shock. wind."

Ye Wuya nodded and said, "I will pay attention."

Yue Jianwei said: "Master, why don't you care about my competition at all? I'm going to have a fight with a monk in the future. His master has a grudge against me, and he will definitely attack me."

Ye Wuya didn't take it seriously, and said: "Which one who doesn't have eyes dared to provoke you? I will give you some poison to save your life. If he kills you, you don't have to be polite, just use the poison to break his tricks." , let him suffer a little."

Saying that, Ye Wuya took a black bottle and handed it to Yue Jianwei, saying: "Save it and use it."

Yue Jianwei took it unceremoniously, opened the plug and sniffed it, and smelled a strange smell, and he couldn't tell whether it was smelly or fragrant, but he could tell immediately that the liquid was highly poisonous, probably The kind that haptics kill.

The more poisonous it is, the more difficult it is to refine it. If the Poison Soul's strength is below a certain level, the alchemist himself will be poisoned whenever he comes into contact with this poisonous material.

Ye Wuya is really willing.

Yue Jianwei thanked him solemnly, and then continued to go to the competition field with Mo Canglan.

The number of onlookers around the martial arts arena has reached its peak. After all, the Wanzong Grand Competition is a once-in-a-thousand-year event, and this competition is already the last competition. Only a handful of people can be selected, so the disciples naturally do not want to let it go This opportunity.