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Yue Zhenzhen didn't have time to visit Qin Juan at the residence of Yueyue Palace in the future, because the fog in the Sujiang Canyon dispersed in the middle of the night.

This time, the speed at which the mist dissipated exceeded everyone's expectations, but they were here for this.All the monks participating in the competition for luck flew into the Sujiang Canyon, and everyone wanted to grab the first place.

Only one person from each sect can participate in the competition, and the others are just watching the battle.

Qin Juan is a new face, and the new master of the Yaoyue Palace, which is dominated by female cultivators. The monks of both immortals and demons are curious and pay too much attention to him.

"It's because he hurt Yuan Jiuxiao? I thought Yueyue Palace was out of action this time. Where did he come from? I haven't heard of it before!"

"I heard people from the Yuan Clan say that this person is Yuan Jiuxiao's master, so Yuan Jiuxiao was willing to be hurt by his master, and never fought back. This Qin Juanli is not very powerful...but I have to say something."

"What stupid things are you talking about? He can teach people like Yuan Jiuxiao, but can he still be a waste?"

"Qin Juan can be the master of Yaoyue Palace, and his cultivation must be higher than Hua Xiangrong's. You saw him make a move yesterday afternoon. Does he have a late Yuanying cultivation?"

"Late Nascent Soul? If he was a late Nascent Soul, how could he become the Palace Master of the Yueyue Palace? Don't forget, there are two female cultivators at the Yaoyue Palace. If he is not a monk of the Soul Transformation, how can he persuade others? "

"In this way, Palace Master Qin must be the biggest winner this time."

"That's not necessarily the case. Some gods of Huashen can't beat the monks of Yuanying. Yuan Jiuxiao of the Yuan family and Sun Juan of the Potian Sword Sect are all better than monks of Huashen. My Taoist companion is the one who invites the moon palace. They win the palace. The position of master mainly depends on whether you can get the approval of the inherited treasures, not on your cultivation."

"Why do you keep bad-mouthing Qin Juan? It's a good thing to have many powerful people. In this way, our immortal sect will be more sure of defeating the devil."

The young heroes stand on the top of Wushan Mountain. From the eyes of others, there is a clear distinction between the two paths, and most of the immortals sit with solemn faces, either with fairy air or righteousness.And the demonic people are always a little so immodest, they look a lot looser.

But this is what other people see.Qin Juan couldn't tell the difference between good and evil.Whether in the eyes of others, they are immortal or demonic, in Qin Juan's eyes, they are all the same spiritual light, only strong or weak, not clear or turbid.

Before he was half-blind, he could distinguish between the so-called devil energy and immortal energy, but now he sees no difference between the two, which not only makes him suspect that the so-called immortal energy is just an artificial distinction, but the core is the same.

The Great Wall-like canopy that separates the immortals and demons may be just a means to fool ordinary monks, lest they find that there is not much difference between righteous and demons.

The most interesting of these people is the monk of the Ghost King Sect. This person is the young master of the Ghost King Sect. He has more than ten skeletons with him.He sat on the chair made of stacked skeletons, ordering the little skeletons to bring him tea and water and fan him.

There was a rumbling thunder in the sky, and a ray of mysterious light descended from the sky. The monks of the righteous and evil ways moved together, and flew towards the mysterious light with the jade bottle in their hands.

Yuan Jiuxiao was not in a hurry, he pulled his sleeve awkwardly, feeling that today's attire was too ostentatious, like a peacock courting a mate.

Not only did Yue Zhenzhen arrange his clothes, but she also sprinkled something on him, and now he smells more pleasant than most of the female nuns present.

He kind of hated Yue Zhenzhen's bad idea of ​​dressing herself up softly and well-behaved to win Qin Juan's favor.

Not to mention that this idea sounded like a joke, what made him even more angry was that Qin Juan didn't look at him at all, not even a glance.

How stupid!

Whether it was him who acquiesced to make Yue Zhenzhen toss, or Yue Zhenzhen who thought that this would soften Qin Juan's attitude, they were all stupid.

Yuan Jiuxiao and Qin Juan separated on both sides, and he looked at Qin Juan silently.Master, like him, did not rashly participate in the snatching of Xuanguang.

Qin Juan didn't hold an umbrella today, the black umbrella was put away and hung on his waist, and he was still wearing black clothes.Yuan Jiuxiao's invitation to the moon was missing from his belt, and just sitting there caused most of the people to look at him.

Qin Juan's eyes kept scanning everyone in turn. After looking around and around, he still couldn't find out who Yuan Jiuxiao was.It's just that the shape in his half-blind eyes is very blurry, no matter how broad the shoulders are and the waist is thin, it is still a blurred mass in his eyes.

If he had known that inheriting Yaoyue's original formation would be blind, he should have seen Yuan Jiuxiao first. Thinking that he would never be able to see his appearance clearly again, Qin Juan felt very regretful. .

Yuan Jiuxiao saw that Qin Juan's eyes had just swept over him, and then shook his head, froze.He already had a cold face, but he was really not in a good mood right now, and he looked a little scary.People can't help but wonder who provoked this evil star.

After only a moment of effort, Xuan Guang fell into the clean bottle of the Potian Sword Sect, causing the monks of Xianmen to cheer.

There was a time lag between the fall of the mysterious light of luck, which gave everyone time to rest and breathe. No one was injured so far. After all, there was only a mysterious light of luck. If they were injured at this time, they would definitely be besieged later.

Qin Juan stood far away and carefully looked at the other 19 people. He wanted to see the reality of these people first.

Although he is half-blind, he has a unique ability to spy on the truth.The monks were completely unaware that Qin Juan had seen clearly their own reality.

The young master of the Ghost King Sect doesn't look very powerful, but in Qin Juan's eyes, the spiritual power of a certain skeleton of his can even overwhelm half of the monks who participated in the competition.

His skeleton moves slowly, making people think that he carries skeletons with him, and it is a personal hobby of the mage monks to order the slow little skeletons, but in fact, most of his cultivation is devoted to those skeletons.

If it weren't for Qin Juan's special eyes, he might have been deceived.

He was a little curious. Besides him, who else could see the extraordinaryness of that skeleton?

The words Yuan Jiuxiao once again surfaced in Qin Juan's heart.He clicked his tongue, Tiandao's dear son, the hero of this article will definitely not be fooled by this, even if he is fooled, he will fight back.Otherwise, how cool are readers.

Apart from the sudden collapse of the finale, there is really no novel plot in this routine, so I shouldn't have to worry about his safety.

Qin Juan thought wildly for a while, and the second mysterious light of luck fell down. This mysterious light of luck is much richer than the first one in terms of size alone. Qin Juan has almost figured out the quality of the monks of each sect. Wait, rushed up directly.

His clean bottle was about to touch Xuanguang, when he felt another person's breath, a burst of fresh fragrance wrapped him up, and there was a little familiar smell in it, but he couldn't remember what it was.

With a flick of Qin Juan's wrist, his weapon appeared in his hand out of nowhere, and he rushed forward with the weapon in his hand.

There was silence all around, as if everyone was shocked by his weapon.Qin Juan blushed slightly, and muttered in his heart: "What's the matter, is it embarrassing for me to use a hammer? What do you mean by being quiet together!"

That's right, during the five years in the Immortal Palace, apart from cultivating and looking through the books in the Immortal Palace, Qin Juan was extremely bored. He used the Xing Chensha that Yuan Jiuxiao gave him to forge a bone-crushing sledgehammer for himself.

The handle of the hammer is very long, and the body of the hammer is covered with spikes, and the spikes are engraved with dense blood-drawing grooves.

Although Qin Juan couldn't see the expressions of the crowd, he felt the silent condemnation from the monks and the onlookers from the silence at the moment.

He is still best at swords, but hitting people with a sledgehammer is really cool. He has long wanted to feel the feeling of smashing wildly with a sledgehammer. These people are too superficial to understand the beauty of a sledgehammer.

These thoughts were only for a moment, and in the next moment, his hammer head collided with a long sword.

The scent of the visitor was overwhelming. From the very beginning, Qin Juan suspected that the scent might be some kind of trap. The scent only swirled around his nose, but he didn't inhale it into his stomach.

Anyway, breathing is irrelevant to the cultivator of Huashen.

The sledgehammer and the long sword collided, and the sharp spikes on the hammer stuck to the blade, making a tooth-piercing scratching sound. If the sound wave had any substance, it was obviously not loud, but for those low-level monks, it was like The brain was sawed back and forth, and some people were so poor that they vomited blood forcefully.

People from all factions quickly shouted, telling the low-ranking monks to retreat ten miles.

Just watching the battle caused hundreds of low-level monks to be injured.The power of high-level monks can be seen from this.Everyone couldn't help but cast their eyes on these two people.

Many people are wondering why these two people are fighting.

Scratching and impacting sounds continued, and Qin Juan swung the long-handled sledgehammer briskly, fighting with his opponent.This person's moves are ever-changing, and there is no repetition. Qin Juan is very unfamiliar with the exercises of various schools, so naturally he can't tell which master he is.

However, Qin Juan was sure that this person's cultivation was not as good as his, but the battle of luck had just begun, and he wanted to test the sword with these heroes, but he didn't use his full strength.

The other party also put away his hands, not intending to fight him to the death.

There were hyenas surrounding them like a group of people, maybe they wanted to take advantage of their fighting skills to get the second mysterious light of luck, but Qin Juan and the monk had a silent understanding, and the vortex of spiritual power between the two of them when they fought brought the mysterious light of luck into their pockets. Pulled among them, it is tightly protected, and no one else can snatch it.

"My confidant!"

Qin Juan sighed inwardly, thinking that when the fate dispute was over, he would have to ask the other party where the smell came from, it was simply the scent of love in his dreams.

While the two of them were protecting the second ray of mysterious light and constantly pulling the battle, more mysterious lights of luck descended.

Although the mysterious light of luck this time was small, there were more than a dozen of them.

Qin Juan looked at the golden light flying around, and said via voice transmission: "Your Excellency, instead of consuming each other, it is better for you and me to join hands."

This was Qin Juan's sincere words. In his opinion, this opponent was undoubtedly the second and third among the twenty monks participating in the competition. Fighting to the death with him was very stupid and unnecessary.

Everyone's goal is to compete for as much luck and mysterious light as possible, not to compete for who has the highest cultivation level.

When the other party heard his words, the offensive suddenly eased down.

"You want to work with me?"

For the first time, Qin Juan felt that harsh was a verb rather than an adjective.He had never heard such an unpleasant voice in his life, as if his vocal cords had been splashed with sulfuric acid, fried twice in a pan, and then baked in the oven overnight, which made Qin Juan feel sympathy suddenly.

He prefers a good voice to appearance, a strong and graceful body to voice, but what he likes most is a clear and bright mind.Being smart is sexy over the top.

However, these standards are not applicable in front of Yuan Jiuxiao, Qin Juan likes everything about him, and he can't tell what he likes the most.

stop stop stop!What time is it and Yuan Jiuxiao is still dreaming, Qin Juan shook his head, trying to shake Yuan Jiuxiao out of his mind.

He nodded and "looked" at the man's voice transmission: "Of course it's good to cooperate, and it doesn't matter if you don't cooperate." The crux of the matter is that the two of them fighting together will only benefit others.

The man seemed to be thinking about Qin Juan's words, and after only a moment, he replied, "I swear by the law of heaven, I am willing to cooperate with you."

Qin Juan didn't expect the other party to be so straightforward, and offered the oath of heaven, so he swore the same.

The man asked again: "I heard that Yuan Jiuxiao is your apprentice, do you need to let him go?"

Qin Juan pursed his lips, and narrowed his eyes fiercely: "No, let him take the bottom first."

The man didn't seem to expect him to react like this, and fell silent for a moment: "..."

Qin Juan cupped his hands and said, "I don't know what your brother's name is?"

The man was silent for another moment, and then said: "Realist Qingqin."

Love real people?Qin Juan didn't quite remember who the contestants were, but this fairy name was really nasty, and he didn't know who this man with a surprisingly ugly voice was falling in love with.