Immortal Cultivation: Changing Worlds to Pick Up a Daughter-in-law

When Qingpu and the others arrived, the inside was already full of people, it was very lively, and there were countless monks gathered outside the arena, and there were different opinions about the prediction of the winner this time, each monk had his own support For this reason, the ranking on the gamble has once again undergone a huge change.

"Who do you think will win this time?" Ji Luo asked standing in front of the gambling table.

Ye Jiyun smiled and said, "If I say so, it will be the Summer Festival."

"The summer festival is really good," Ji Luo nodded, "What about Yan Qi?"

"If Yan Qi and Xia Ji face off, I don't think Yan Qi will let Xia Ji bother him." Ye Jiyun smiled and pulled Ji Luo towards the arena.

There was an endless stream of people coming and going around the gambling table, each one getting more excited than the other, as if there were piles of spirit stones in front of them.

"Ouch, Qingchen, Qingling, are you here?" Feng Chong glanced around and saw two acquaintances.

Ji Luo turned around, looked at the leisurely Feng Feng and said, "You didn't participate in the individual competition?"

"Ah, I participated," Feng laughed again, "It's a pity that the results are not very good."

"En?" Ye Jiyun led Ji Luo to continue walking.

Feng Zhong followed, with a slightly arrogant smile, "If I am so good at everything, how can others live, right?"

Ye Jiyun smiled and didn't speak, but Ji Luo gave her a supercilious look, really contemptuous of her.

"Okay, okay, let's go watch the game together!" Feng raised his eyebrows and blinked again, "I'm still curious about the result."

Feng Zhong followed Ye Jiyun and the two into the arena, otherwise, as a casual cultivator, she would not be eligible to enter the game.

"Tsk tsk, today's scene is quite big, even the suzerains of the three sects have come out." Feng Zhong rubbed his chin and looked aside.

Ye Jiyun took Ji Luo to the place where the Xiaoyao faction was sitting, "After all, this is the last individual competition."

After a short while, the entire arena was shrouded in a warm orange light, "The final of the individual competition has officially begun. The order of the competition will be determined by the previous rankings. The first match is Rakshamen Shuang Wuxue vs. Yuxiu Gongmi."

"It's actually two female cultivators." Ye Jiyun put his chin on Ji Luo's shoulder, "It seems that the strength of the female cultivators this time should not be underestimated."

Ji Luo took a look, he was not as good-looking as himself, so he was not a threat.

Feng Chong ate the snacks on the table, and when Ye Jiyun said this, he nodded in agreement, "That's not true, you see that there is such an excellent female cultivator in front of you, hey, why am I so good, I You must fall in love with yourself!"

Ji Luo twitched the corners of his mouth, "Then you should fall in love with yourself, and you're doing harm to the people."

"Ahaha, these two female cultivators are still beautiful women, really pleasing to the eye." Feng Chong changed the subject in embarrassment.

What Feng Zhong said was right, these two female cultivators who were not from the three major sects were indeed both beautiful and powerful, as you can tell from the reactions of the monks in the audience.

With a charming and seductive smile on her face, Gong Mi stretched out her hand slightly, "Please."

As the name suggests, Shuangwuxueman exudes the aura of repelling people thousands of miles away, holding a silver-white spiritual sword in his hand, and his eyes are cold.

Everyone saw that Gong Mi smiled helplessly, her figure flashed to Shuang Wuxue's side like a ghost, and her fingers frivolously brushed across her cheeks.

"Puff cough cough, did I read it right just now?" Feng Zhong rubbed his eyes in disbelief, "I seem to remember that this is a competition, not flirting, right? Qing Ling, you think I'm right?"

Ji Luo ignored her and continued to read.

The ice-cold air on Shuang Wuxue's body was even worse, and the spirit sword in her hand also emitted bursts of cold air. She picked up the sword in her hand and blocked it across, forcing Gong Mi who wanted to get closer.

Gong Mi clapped her hands twice, and danced on the huge stage with her tiptoes, and with her dancing, dense peach blossom petals flew around.

Feng remarked, "This is not a beauty pageant, why are you so fancy?!"

Ye Jiyun glanced at her with a half-smile, "Are you sure you're not jealous?"

"Puff, cough, cough," Feng Chong spit out a sip of spiritual tea, and looked at Ye Jiyun incredulously, "Who is jealous?! Me?? That's absolutely impossible, okay?"

Ji Luo disliked and stayed away from Feng Chong.

Gong Mi's move actually directly created an illusion on the stage.

It's a pity that her move can't deal with Shuang Wuxue who has no desires and desires.

Shuang Wuxue ignored the illusion with a cold look on her face, and slashed down with her sword, the tip of the sword stopped in front of Gong Mi.

Gong Mi stopped, lifted the hem of her skirt without struggling, and said with a sweet smile, "Okay, I admit defeat."

Shuang Wuxue stared at her for three seconds, then turned and stepped off the stage.

"It's gone?" Feng Chong clenched his heart with a mouthful of blood, "Is this what the final looks like? These two are not here to flirt, are they?"

"Individual competition final results, Shuang Wuxue ninth, Gong Mi tenth. The next group..."

The next one was unknown, so Ye Jiyun didn't pay attention, thinking to wait until Xia Ji and Yan Qi's.

Feng Zhong also seemed to have no interest in the competition. He ate the spirit fruit one after another, and suddenly said, "Shall we form a team together after the qualifying match?"

Ji Luo ate the food that Ye Jiyun fed to his mouth, and looked at Feng Zhong with a puzzled face, "You can still enter the top [-] with your personal qualifying results?"

Feng Chong proudly said, "Of course it's okay, I came here on the basis of points. How about my proposal? Agree?"

"We have already agreed to be with Yan Qi and the two of us," Ye Jiyun said, looking at Feng Zhong's expression of wanting to cry, "so it's not just my promise."

"Hey?! By the way," suddenly thought of something, Feng clapped his hands again, "I heard that twenty people are divided into four groups, that is, a group of five, the two of you plus Yan Qi are only four. It's not just right for me."

"It seems that you like to shine," Ji Luo nodded solemnly.

"What's shining?" Feng Zhong thought of patting his head after finishing speaking, "Grass, it's really ah, you two couples plus me, a lonely family, how miserable it is!"

Ye Jiyun shrugged, "Ji Luo and I don't have any special ideas about who to join, if you want to join, just ask Yan Qi and the two."

"Hey," Feng said, laying down on the table in a state of exhaustion, "those two fighting lunatics~"

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"Immortal Sword Sect Yan Qi vs. Divine Music Sect Minjie."

Ye Jiyun stopped joking and watched what happened on the stage with Ji Luo.

Yan Qi and Min Jie stood at opposite positions.

Minjie shouted in a coquettish voice, she threw the high-level talisman in her hand, "Bound!"

"Thousand kills!" Yan Qi held a spirit sword in each of his hands, and swung it lightly, which seemed light but actually carried a chilling sword aura.

The sword qi and the talisman met in the air, and a huge gust of air burst out immediately. Caught off guard, the monks sitting in the front were almost injured by the airflow.

"Your disciples are all good." Xiao smiled and complimented.

The other two sect masters all smiled with extreme humility on their faces.

"Where."

Minjie didn't show weakness, she slapped the ground with her jade hands while half kneeling on the ground, "Sand trap!"

Aware of her movements, Yan Qi jumped onto the flying sword, and pointed at the ground where the sword fell into the bottomless abyss, "Chew!"

The sword intent passed through the ground and directly reached Minjie's face.

Min Jieqi missed a move, dodged back, her hand left the ground, and the bottomless abyss she created just now was also filled.

Yan Qi landed on the ground, the attack was not slow, took advantage of the victory to pursue, and killed him with a single sword, "Thunderbolt!"

A sword qi split into thousands of sword qi in an instant, rushing towards Minjie in a siege.

Yan Qi narrowed his eyes slightly, watching Minjie disappear in place, his five senses immediately increased to the limit.

As the breeze blew, Yan Qi swung the sword back without hesitation.

"Pfft!" Minjie vomited blood, revealing her figure, and there was a sword wound with bone deep visible on her shoulder.

Feng Chong looked at the stage with bright eyes, "This Yan Qi is too unsympathetic! But, you really did a good job!"

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