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"Damn! A bunch of shameless old bastards!" Seeing a wave of magic weapons coming at him, Bai Li made a decisive decision, and quickly turned into a white fox again, and climbed onto Mo Zifei's shoulder after a couple of licks, "Ben When I was at the peak of my strength, everyone saw that I was like a quail egg, and pretended not to know me, but now that I am in trouble, they jumped out impatiently, haha!"

The parrot on the other shoulder gave a cold "quack" and looked at the white fox and said, "You hot chicken, you slip faster than anyone else, and you still have the face to scold others."

The white fox shrank itself into a palm-sized little one, licked the pink and tender paw pads, didn't care about the parrot's contempt, and said cheekily: "I am self-aware. Those who are above the Nascent Soul Stage outside the circle, I Aren't you going up to deliver food to people?"

While speaking, the first wave of attacks has arrived.

Mo Zifei just glanced at it indifferently, and didn't pay attention to the attacking magic weapon that was smashed at all.Holding the lyre obliquely, a faint white light appeared on the fingertips, and slashed across the ice strings.

Zheng——

An invisible sound wave gradually spread around the center of the ice string.

The sound waves carried spiritual power, and after the first wave hit the magic weapon, the air around the magic weapon seemed to condense, and suddenly stopped in mid-air.

When the second wave swept past, the magic weapon vibrated violently, and the connection with the owner was suddenly cut off.The cultivator who threw the natal magic weapon spurted out a mouthful of blood on the spot, his face was sluggish.Those who are not natal artifacts also immediately turned ugly, looking at this absurd scene, their eyes were filled with horror and astonishment.

When the third wave hit, the magic weapon suddenly shattered, as if it had been thrown into a millstone and crushed, completely shattered into slag.

The one in the center of the sound wave, the moon white robe fluttered in the wind, and his slender and bony hands were still resting on the strings.Slightly raising his head, those dull black eyes were full of desolation, as if everything in the world could not penetrate his Dharma eyes.

"Monster...monster!" A monk who was close to the audience happened to catch a glimpse of these eyes, and after a loud cry, he fled in embarrassment.A Jindan cultivator who was praised as a young talent since he was a child, now has one foot deep and one foot shallow, three steps and one fall, as if he has lost his soul.

"Feifei is so handsome~" The parrot looked up at Mo Zifei obsessively, with one wing covering her chest, she felt that her heart was beating a little abnormally.

The white fox flicked its tail, and gave her a disdainful look, "The little goblin just hasn't seen the world. What's the point, just sprinkle water. I think back then, my uncle had the power to shake the earth three times with a stomp of his feet. "

As a gift, the parrot ruthlessly exposed it, "You also said that it was back then, you bastard, you can shut up."

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The monks were stunned by Mo Zifei's hand, and looked at each other in blank dismay. None of them had seen Mo Zifei before, so they couldn't figure out the details of the other party, so they didn't dare to act blindly for a while.

"His violin must be a powerful magic weapon, maybe it's a top-grade fairy weapon." Someone said such a sentence, as if setting a fire on hot oil, the crowd exploded with a bang.

The heart of the phantom fox can make the cultivators of the stage of transformation flock to it, plus a top-grade fairy weapon that even the great powers of the stage of transcending the catastrophe will be envious of, who can resist this huge temptation?

"The higher the level of magic weapon, the more restrictions on its use." On the judging platform, the young man in purple suddenly said this.

The more restrictions, it means that the other party cannot use this magic weapon without restriction all the time.

Elder Beiyuan, who didn't make any more moves after being robbed of the sword, glanced at the purple-clothed youth and frowned.He wanted to kill Bai Li because Bai Li killed his disciple and he had to pay with blood.As for the heart of the phantom fox, he was lucky if he got it, and if he couldn't get it, he wouldn't force it.

As far as he is concerned, killing a monster is a matter of course for eliminating demons and defending morality.But the one in front of him, judging from the fluctuation of his spiritual power just now, is clearly a righteous monk.

A group of people besieged an orthodox monk and prepared to use the wheel to kill him. He Beiyuan had no face to do such a despicable thing of killing and seizing treasures!

"Forgive me for speaking bluntly, everyone's actions are not of the righteous way. I, Mingxuanzong, will not accompany me, and I will leave." Elder Beiyuan yelled loudly, and summoned the juniors who came to participate in the century-old competition , and left with a flick of his sleeves.

Everyone watched Elder Beiyuan lead the disciples of the Mingxuan Sect to leave, and the atmosphere froze for a moment. Several small sect leaders who also insisted on principles or knew that they had no relationship with treasures followed closely, and led their disciples away from this place of right and wrong one after another.

In the end, there were 500 people left, and 200% of them were juniors under Jindan.The purple-clothed man who spoke earlier was He Kui, the suzerain of the Helian Sect, one of the Seven Great Sects, and also the host of this century-old competition, and he is considered the most powerful among the monks.He had already reached the great perfection of the stage of transformation many years ago, and he was only one step away from the stage of crossing the catastrophe.But it was this step that he had waited for more than [-] years, but he couldn't get past it.

Just because he had too many distracting thoughts, his state of mind could not meet the requirements, and his cultivation had not been able to make any progress.Now that the main ingredient of the Tribulation Pill is in front of him, how can he let it go?

"Elder Beiyuan is still the same, with such a stubborn temper..." He Kui sighed jokingly.

Zhuo Wei, the elder of Shanshuizong who was embroidered with golden water ripples in white clothes, took up the conversation, "Oh, who doesn't know that he protects his shortcomings and loves face, the only precious apprentice who willingly degenerates and mixes with the fox demon, but is deceived by the fox demon and loses his life , It’s his apprentice’s own fault. Heh, when Beiyuan condoned his apprentice’s friendship with the fox demon, he should have thought that such a day would come. Now that he wanted to avenge his apprentice but was robbed of his sword in public, how could he have the face to stay there? ?”

"Brother Zhuo's words are over, Elder Beiyuan is also eager to love his apprentice." He Kui dissuaded him with a good-natured look, and when the atmosphere at the scene eased a little, he brought the topic to Mo Zifei and the others, "This fox demon is cunning by nature. , brutal and sadistic, now that he has been condemned by God and ruined the foundation, it is a good time to cut the grass and roots. It's just..."

He Kui turned his probing eyes to Mo Zifei, "This fellow Taoist, from my perspective, you should be a member of my righteous way. Why do you want to be with the fox demon? Do you know that He Junlan, the beloved disciple of Elder Beiyuan back then, Did he die in the hands of this fox demon?"

"Heh, He Junlan stopped us from killing the demon several times back then, and even sacrificed his life to save the fox demon three or five times, but what about when the fox demon grows up? It's not ungrateful, the nature of the beast came up, and she ate it without hesitation. He has no bones. Monster cultivators are different from us after all, even if they take human form, they still can't get rid of their animal instincts." Elder Zhuo Wei added with a sneer.

He can't look down on this kind of person who eats inside and out. As an orthodox monk but protects the demon cultivator, he will not only be cast aside by the righteous monk, but also be excluded by the demon cultivator. Both sides are not good, what a fool!

"I didn't expect you to be such a dog?" The parrot looked at the white fox in disbelief.Eat the savior... My God, what kind of weird operation is this...

Baihu was afraid that the fortune teller would misunderstand him, so he hurriedly explained, "I didn't kill the man! I ate him to save him!"

It's just that as soon as he said this, the parrot looked at him with more and more indescribable eyes.

Mo Zifei ignored the two little ones whispering on his shoulders, and glanced lightly at the purple-clothed man, "So what? I'm protecting him today because I like it. What happens in the future, there will be a future." I decide."

To be honest, he doesn't really care whether Bai Li is good or bad, he only cares that Bai Li is the darling of heaven, the chosen one, and that is the one he must protect.

He Kui, the man in purple, sighed deeply, "Fellow Daoist, you have been led astray by the fox demon."

"What are you doing talking so much nonsense with him? If you're with the fox demon, just kill them all." Elder Zhuo Wei said sternly.

With Elder Zhuowei's words, the monks who had already been unable to restrain their thoughts gathered around and attacked again.

"Grass! It's the usual style of their orthodox monks to bully the few with the more." The white fox squatted on Mo Zifei's shoulders, criticizing with a fake prestige.

A stream of light shot from obliquely, making the parrot's eyes hurt. Her paws clutched her robe tightly, fearing that she would be thrown off.

This time, all the monks learned how to behave, and no longer remotely controlled the magic weapon, but chose to fight with the magic weapon in close quarters.Magical instruments like the qin have always been great weapons for long-distance and group attacks, but they are useless in close combat.

Of course, their attacks must be fast enough and dense enough, so as to force the opponent to have no time to play the piano.

A sword qi brushed past the feathers of the parrot's tail, and the parrot was so frightened that it immediately covered its buttocks with its wings.Seeing that Mo Zifei's handling was not as easy as that, the parrot unconsciously revealed a bit of worry.

The white fox squatting on the shoulder next door licked its paws leisurely, and comforted the parrot kindly, "Stupid little fairy. There is nothing to worry about. Your lord's strength is many times stronger than this uncle's peak years ago. "

Right now, it's just a group of Nascent Soul stage monks, and even he could kill him in minutes.Naturally, he could see that Mo Zifei was just playing around with them.It's a pity that the little goblin's strength is too weak, and she doesn't have much vision, and she is worried about her family's adult suffering.

"Come on, dog, you have to recognize the reality, don't talk about the past." The parrot retorted angrily, the dead dog is so brave, and even called her stupid!

Suddenly, a purple streamer hit Mo Zifei's back, and Mo Zifei's movements suddenly stopped, and he knelt on the ground with one knee, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Feifei!" The parrot exclaimed, fluttering its wings and trying to fly in front of Mo Zifei, but was held down by Mo Zifei.

He Kui, who was behind the sneak attack, came out of the crowd, looked at Mo Zifei with compassion, and advised, "There is no limit to the sea of ​​bitterness, and you will be right. Fellow Daoist, if you are willing to hand over the fox demon, I will protect your life."

"Hand over the fox demon and fairy artifact!"

"Hand over the phantom fox and magic weapon, and save your life!"

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There was a commotion all around, and pairs of greedy eyes fell on Mo Zifei, wishing to peel him and extract all his value.

Suddenly, Mo Zifei felt that he was back in the past.