original counterattack

Yaoxiu is a male cultivator. He put the little Song Emperor on his neck and jumped onto the competition field. He said to the powerful cultivators, "I want to challenge the elder of the He family."

When the elder Tai Tai heard someone calling him by name, he looked at the field and saw that the other party was leading Xiao Song Emperor to the competition. He was immediately annoyed. On such an important occasion, he asked someone to bring the child to the competition.

Master Fuxu smiled and said: "Reverend Ronghe, they challenge you by name, so don't hurry down."

The Elder Da Taishang patted Xiao Feng Bo's hand: "He Si, let go of my hair."

Uncle Xiao Feng saw that Emperor Xiao Song had gone down, so there was no reason for him not to go down, he pulled the head elder's hair with a little force, flew up and sat on the head elder's neck.

The elder Tai Tai was angry and funny: "Since I became an elder, no junior has dared to ride on my neck so boldly."

Daoist Fuxu laughed: "He has it now, so it can be seen that he was sent by the heavens to torment you, to see if you still have a grandson."

The elder Tai Tai hummed softly.

The demon cultivator said again: "The eldest elder of the He family, for the sake of a fair competition, you should also bring the child down with you, and see who has the ability to beat the other party without hurting the child."

Fuxu Daoist smiled and said: "It's quite interesting, it adds a little fun to the competition."

The other cultivators also found it very interesting, and they also booed and told the elders to go down.

Daoist Fuxu pushed the grand elder: "Go down and play with him."

The elder Tai Tai said unhappily: "This is not a joke."

Seeing the appearance of an old lady and a mother, Xiaofeng flew towards the competition field by himself.

"You little bastards, are you looking for death?" The Elder Da Taishang hurriedly jumped down and hugged him, then landed firmly on the ground, and patted the child's butt with a little force: "It's really a little thing that doesn't know if it's alive or not."

Little Feng Bo chuckled, and blew wind at Little Song Emperor, and then, an invisible wind knife flew towards him, blowing the wind and sand between the two of them.

The demon cultivator didn't know the ability of Emperor Xiao Song, so he dodged the attack subconsciously.

Everyone was stunned for a moment when they saw the two powerful players on the field with milk babies, and then excitedly shouted at the field: "Is this going to be two-on-two? Do you want the little milk babies to join the competition?"

He Jun and the others were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped.

Mrs. He looked at Mr. He: "Why did they let the children compete together?"

They were shocked enough that Bai Jing and the others were ghost cultivators and demon cultivators, and now they are still bringing their children to the end. What if they hurt the children?

Mr. He comforted her: "Don't worry, the Supreme Elder will take good care of the two children and won't let them get hurt."

Seeing He Sen's calm expression, He Jun asked, "Brother, are you not worried about your son?"

He Sen affirmed: "They will be fine."

At this time, the little Emperor Song on the field hummed twice unhappily.

The elder Tai Taishang only saw the spells of Little Thunder God, Little Feng Bo, Little Lightning Mother, Little Water God, and Little Meng Po. Emperor Song's ability is still quite curious.

Emperor Xiao Song was very displeased with Xiao Fengbo's provocation twice, and raised his short little hand. Then, the Elder Da Taishang felt a coldness coming from the ground, and he looked down to see a black air Drill into his body quickly.

The elder Tai Taishang checked his body, but he didn't find any feeling, but he doesn't want to compete at all now, he really wants to admit defeat and leave the field, and wants to take He Si back to He's Jiuqing Peak to live his comfortable life, especially Think, or admit defeat.

Suddenly, with a slap, his cheeks were slapped hard by Uncle Feng's little hand.

The elder Tai Taishang paused for a moment, his whole body was much more energetic, and then he found that he was walking towards the entrance of the competition field. As a child, it is impossible for him to admit defeat so easily. How could he have such an idea just now?

Then he remembered the spell cast by Emperor Xiao Song, which could make people lose their fighting spirit.

The Elder Taishang turned around and glared at the little Emperor Song angrily. At the same time, he was very surprised that this child was so capable. He raised his finger and pointed at the little Emperor Song: "Slap his little ass."

"Hehe." Uncle Xiao Feng smiled very happily, raised his little hand, twirled his little short fingers, and set off several tornadoes on the test field.

Emperor Xiao Song also raised his small hand and pointed at Xiao Feng Bo. Thousands of black ropes appeared behind them, twisting their bodies in the air like black snakes.

Wuzang, who was secretly observing the little Emperor Song, squinted his eyes, and said to his companion through sound transmission: "The child brought down by Yaoxiu should be the reincarnation of Emperor Song."

Wumen and the others also saw it: "If it is Emperor Song, will the child brought by Ao Lie and the others be reincarnated?"

Wu Zang glanced at the people on the side of the ancestor Fu Yun: "It's really possible."

Wumen and the others couldn't sit still: "There are so many gods reincarnated? Could it be that all the gods have already been reincarnated and returned to their positions without us knowing?"

Wushuang said lightly: "If we returned to our positions, we wouldn't be sitting here, and we would have reported back to Heaven."

Wumen calmed down a bit: "Now that the gods are reincarnated, Bai Ye should have the ability to bring the gods back to their place, rather than prevent the gods from returning to their place. Then Bai Ye can't stay."

Wu Zang nodded involuntarily.

Wumen's eyes flashed with hostility: "The reincarnated gods can't stay, we may quietly deal with them while they are still young and don't have much divine power."

Wuzang and the other companions paused, they only wanted to kill Bai Ye, but they never thought that they would kill the gods too.

Wushuang disagreed: "Wumen, are you crazy? Even killing gods, what is the difference between us and the demons, demons and ghosts?"

Wumen also felt that it was wrong to do so, but he really didn't want to go back to the old days. Every day at work, he was like an immovable puppet guarding the side of the god king, or he was on missions. You can take the opportunity to take a breather or take a break after completing the task, otherwise life will be really sad.

"Do you want to go back to your old life?" he asked.

"..." Everyone looked at each other and saw two words in each other's eyes: don't want to

In the competition field, at the beginning it was two children fighting, and the adults treated them as running errands. Gradually, the two adults and the children joined forces to fight against each other. Since both sides had children with them, they dared not try their best.

The two babies didn't have such worries. In the situation of equal strength, the two little guys became more and more angry when they fought, and finally flew towards each other, biting each other with a mouth with only two teeth, which made everyone laugh Laughing, this is the most interesting competition they have seen, the little baby is so powerful, when they fight each other, everyone looks at it with gusto, and when they bite each other, they are very cute.

Mr. He and the others were all smiling from ear to ear.

Half an hour later, the supervisor rang the bell, and the competition ended in a tie.

Seeing the milk baby who was still hugging and fighting together, the elder Tai Taishang couldn't laugh or cry: "It's over, it's over, stop fighting."

He separated the two children.

In order to avenge his swollen face, the Emperor Xiao Song slapped Xiao Feng Bo's face at the moment of separation, and then flew back to Yaoxiu with a giggle.

Little Feng Bo roared angrily.

Yaoxiu smiled and carried Xiao Song Emperor back to his seat.

Patriarch Fu Yun patted Little Song Emperor's head: "This is not an ordinary child, is it?"

Bai Jing pinched the little Emperor Song's face: "Obviously not."

Bai Ye used voice transmission to ask Fu Yun Patriarch: "Mother, do you like children very much?"

"I like it." Ancestor Fu Yun hooked his lips: "If you were born, you like it more."

The corner of Bai Ye's mouth raised a smile: "If I give birth to a little fairy, you like it too?"

Ancestor Fu Yun didn't like gods, but if it was her grandson, she would bear it: "It's good to have gods as my grandson."

Bai Ye joked: "When I think of that person in the future, can I use my grandson to vent my anger?"

Patriarch Fu Yun gave him an angry look: "If you want to vent your anger, you won't take it out on your grandson. If you want to take it out, you can take it out on your grandson's other father. I'm afraid you won't be willing to bear it then."

Bai Ye nodded honestly: "I don't want to."

Ancestor Fu Yun scoffed unhappily: "Your man hasn't hired you with three matchmakers and six recruits, and you have hired him so quickly."

"I just think it's too unfair to ask A Sen to vent your anger on you, and he's not the culprit." Bai Ye thought for a while and said, "I'll give you something later, if you're angry, use it to vent your anger, I'll save you to relieve your anger. "

Ancestor Fu Yun was curious: "What?"

Bai Ye smiled mysteriously: "After the competition is over, you will know."

Ancestor Fu Yun: "..."

At this time, Wumen came to the competition arena, pointed at Bai Ye who had never played before, and said, "I want to challenge you."

He knew well that he couldn't beat Patriarch Fu Yun and Bai Lie, so he looked for soft persimmons to attack.

Everyone looked at Bai Ye.

Bai Ye leaped and took off to the competition field.

Little Feng Bo and Little Song Emperor saw Bai Ye, and they screamed excitedly.

Even the children staying by the He family's side kicked their legs on the adults happily.

Mrs. He was both happy and curious: "Why are the children so happy?"

Mother He stabilized the child and said with a smile: "It should be that He Si and the others participated in the competition, so they also want to participate."

He Jun said with a smile: "I think it's because Bai Ye is not here, they can't help but start to be mischievous again."

He gently tugged at the little Dianmu's braids: "Little guy, you can't jump to the competition field like He Si, we don't have the ability to bring you back like our ancestors."

The little electric mother didn't pay attention to him, she blew happily while discharging electricity, which shocked He Jun so much that his whole body trembled.

People who didn't know thought he was going mad with epilepsy.

In the competition arena, Bai Ye and Wumen were looking at each other, but they were not in a hurry to make a move.

Bai Ye had met Wumen before, so he had some understanding of Wumen's strength. The other party had a cultivation base of about 9 years. If he was sealed as a godhead, his cultivation base would be more than [-] years.

He now only has [-]% of his previous cultivation base, that is, more than [-] cultivation bases, and his physical body needs to be cultivated to the Nascent Soul to fully recover his divine power.However, he is a combination of demon gods, ghost gods, demon gods, and gods. Although he has no godhood, unlike Shenzi who has divine power at birth, his soul is very powerful. It can be said that one of his souls is equivalent to five other people's souls. Also can't get something.It's like when Shenzi is whipped by Sister Hailian, the spirit will be very painful, and it may even be out of the body, which is very dangerous.

In addition, in the past, gods, demons, and ghosts all used magical weapons to absorb the soul, which was easy to seriously injure or kill the opponent, but it was different with a powerful soul, and it was possible to resist the punishment of heaven.

Bai Ye knew about Wumen, but Bai Ye was wearing a mask, and Wumen couldn't understand Bai Ye's situation. He wanted to see through it, but unexpectedly the mask was made of god-level materials, so he couldn't use divine power to check.

Seeing that the two of them didn't seem to have started before, the surveillance officer said, "The competition begins."

The moment Wumen finished speaking, he quickly took out his divine tool, the Exorcist Rod, and waved it in the air. There was a huge fluctuation in the space, and a buzzing sound rushed towards Bai Ye. At that moment, the ground was shaking, the air became thinner, and other Human instruments also resonate.

Wuye has already lost once before, he can't let himself lose a second time, otherwise the prestige of Shifang Court will no longer exist.

The mighty people on the waiting test stand were surprised and envious when they realized the power of the divine scepter.

"I feel that the Magical Artifact of the Mighty Man of the Ten Square Court is even more advanced than the Lingbao. I'm afraid it's a fairy weapon."

"I also feel it. The people in Shifang Court are too lucky to have a fairy weapon." Now they can't even find the materials for the fairy weapon, let alone make it.

"I don't know where they found the fairy artifact."

"That's not a fairy weapon, it's a divine weapon." A gentle voice sounded from the side, and everyone turned their heads to see that it was Master Hongde who was in charge of healing.

"An artifact?" Everyone looked at him in shock: "Master Hongde, how do you know it's an artifact?"

Master Hongde looked at the exorcism stick and said: "The poor monk was lucky enough to see the magic weapon, and the power of the two is equal."

The crowd was stunned.

Wuye and the others also took out their artifacts before, but they only cared about fighting and didn't show off like Wumen, so they didn't attract attention.

The Elder Da Taishang was puzzled: "If it is a divine weapon, why can the powerful people of the Ten Square Court use it? It stands to reason that the divine weapon has a weapon spirit and will not let other people master it, and the weapon spirit has always been proud. If the current owner If they are not as strong as their previous masters, they will not accept their current masters. Could it be that the people of the Ten Square Court are stronger than the previous masters of the artifacts?"

Hongde smiled slightly: "This is also what the poor monk doesn't understand."

Everyone: "..."

While they were chatting, even thinking that the masked person would lose to Wumen in a few strokes, the masked person took out a spear and twirled it in his hand, shooting golden shields one after another from the spear, Block the fluctuations of the Hittites.

Everyone was surprised again: "Is this also an artifact?"

Wuzang and the others were also a little surprised, Wushuang was puzzled: "He also has a divine weapon, and he can use it, who the hell is he?"

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