After wearing the book, I abducted the male lead's Bai Yueguang

Lan Ruo is the daughter of the Patriarch of the Baishui Sect and Qing Yuan's junior junior sister. She had a not-so-friendly relationship with Wen Hanxiao in the Hehuan Sect.

"Thousands of monks signed up to participate, how could we meet by such a coincidence? It seems that someone must have tampered with it." Zhou Jin looked at Wen Hanxiao with a little worry: "Hanxiao, the other party has been promoted to the Nascent Soul Stage. Danqi's spells can be said to be handy, and his spiritual power may far exceed that of ordinary people..."

Wen Hanxiao hooked his lips: "Jin, don't worry. Who has more spiritual power than me?"

She is still a little apprehensive in the familiarity competition of spells, but she has never been afraid of anyone in terms of spiritual power.

The center of the fighting platform.

Lan Ruo still had a pretty face, a purple cassock, and two long braids, which looked very energetic.Wen Hanxiao curled her lips, but still nodded politely: "Fairy Lan Ruo."

Lan Ruo curled up her braids, glanced down, and saw that Qing Yuan was standing beside Yunmeng, the two of them, one black and one white, looked very harmonious: "Wen Hanxiao, right? Let me just say it, my senior brother Like Fairy Yunmeng, how can you give up?"

Wen Hanxiao followed her gaze to see those two people, and his face suddenly turned cold: "Impossible! Let your senior brother give up."

Lan Ruo shrugged her shoulders, "Well, if you win this game, you can pretend that I never said this, and if you lose, then you have to give up to my senior brother!"

Wen Hanxiao was in disbelief: "Ignorance! How can feelings be changed? The two of us love each other, how can we let others intervene?"

Lan Ruo's expression of "you're so naive" provoked Wen Hanxiao, and she said firmly, "I won't promise you anything, but I will definitely win this game!"

The spiritual power surged, and the heart moved freely. Wen Hanxiao's self-created spiritual power tornado caught Lan Ruo up in the air by surprise. Lan Ruo froze, teleported to Wen Hanxiao, and punched her hard .

Her magic weapon is actually a gleaming golden glove!Sensing a little danger, Wen Hanxiao quickly squatted down and dodged to the side with a walking technique. After stabilizing her figure, she hastily summoned the Han lightsaber.

Elder Fan came to Zhou Jin's side to watch the battle, and his voice was full of hatred: "This smiling nephew's fighting awareness has deteriorated again! The natal magic weapon should have been summoned in advance from the beginning, how can it be issued later! Wait!" The big competition is over, we must give her a good special training!"

Seeing that Elder Fan was still complaining and smiling, Zhou Jin said, "Uncle Master doesn't seem to be worried at all?"

Elder Fan looked calm, he glanced at Qingyuan and said: "What am I worried about? Nephew Hanxiao is also my half-disciple, so I naturally know her strength."

Although Lan Ruo has combat experience in the Nascent Soul stage, it is obvious that his spiritual power has only recovered to the late Jindan stage, which is obviously not as good as Wen Hanxiao.

Qing Yuan was thoughtful, thinking that Junior Sister Lan Ruo seemed to be wasting all her efforts this time.I don't know whether it is right or wrong to agree to her to adjust the result of the battle this time...

Over there, Wen Hanxiao had already decided to make a quick decision. She concentrated her consciousness to use the lightsaber, pumped out half of the spiritual power in her body, and unleashed a big move: the sword pierced the sky.

Although the name of the sword move is in the second class, the murderous intent contained in it is not weak. Hanguang turned into a giant sword and covered Lan Ruo with an unquestionable and escape-proof momentum. Lan Ruo froze in place, unable to move. She had a hunch that if she was hit If you use this sword, you will definitely be seriously injured.

She opened her mouth unwillingly: "I admit defeat!"

Wen Hanxiao let out a breath, and made the Hanguang sword stop in front of her forehead, and the sword light cut off a strand of braid on her left side, causing the hair to fly.Lan Ruo looked a little embarrassed.

Wen Hanxiao flew in front of her condescendingly, and said expressionlessly: "I will grow faster than you imagined, please stay away from my Taoist companion with your senior brother, she is mine."

Seeing that Wen Hanxiao had won but was not very happy, Zhou Jin asked her softly, "What's wrong with you?"

Wen Hanxiao looked at Qing Yuan who was following her, pulled her to turn around and left, Zhou Jin knew that she was jealous again, so she let her go.

In fact, when the two were fighting just now, she in the audience had already made it clear to Qing Yuan that although Qing Yuan looked lonely, he also generously blessed them.

But at this moment, seeing Wen Hanxiao's sour expression, she felt that she was so cute, that she could make people's hearts soften like water and move people's faces.

"Jin." Pulling the man to a remote place, Wen Hanxiao couldn't help but hugged and rubbed against her.

"open."

"No."

"Are you jealous?"

"I didn't! I'm just happy! I won!"

"Okay, you've won. Congratulations." Zhou Jin acted like you mean what you say.

Wen Hanxiao was a little embarrassed, lazily hugging her waist: "That Lan Ruo, she provoked me!"

Zhou Jin probably guessed a little bit, so she comforted: "No matter what she says, don't pay attention to her. Nothing will happen."

"Yeah, I know." Wen Hanxiao said in a muffled voice.

In fact, ever since she won the first game, for some reason, Wen Hanxiao has been feeling slightly anxious, as if some kind of force was urging her to accomplish something.But not knowing exactly what was going on was a tormenting feeling.

Touching her wrist, Zhou Jin felt her heart beating faster, a little strangely: "What's wrong with you?"

Just as she was about to answer, she heard a loud voice in the distance reminding Zhou Jin that the next round of the battle was starting again, and the two had to go back to the opposite platform.

In the next few days, Zhou Jin went all the way, fighting a total of [-] people. Except for losing to a late-stage cultivator, he also advanced to a small realm in that match. After that, he had no defeats and ranked No. [-] on the star list. one.

Wen Hanxiao looked at his ranking in the deep dive list, and was a little speechless: "Why can I only rank fourth even though I have won every game?"

Elder Xing, who accompanied her to watch the list, couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry, you still haven't played ten games."

Currently No. 1 on the diving list is a monk named Yu Mo, who has never lost a thousand games, and Wen Hanxiao has never met her.

Wen Hanxiao's current record is 98, if he wins the next ten games, he will be No.1.

After hundreds of fights, Wen Hanxiao is already a qualified monk who has experienced many battles.

Facing a new round of opponents again, Wen Hanxiao looked at the man's familiar face and annoying demeanor, opened his lips slightly and spit out two words: "Damn!"

How could it be Zhang Xian!

How did he become Jindan Stage?It's no wonder that the competition on the star list didn't find this person at all!

At the first moment, Wen Hanxiao thought that he had suppressed his cultivation.Zhou Jin went back to rest because of too much physical exertion in the back wheel battle. She could only signal Elder Xing to test the other party's cultivation.

Who knew that Elder Xing didn't seem to know Zhang Xian, so he cast a puzzled look for no apparent reason.

"It really is you." Zhang Xian smiled slightly, his eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake, his voice rang in Wen Hanxiao's mind, "The only person who can see through my disguise, a time traveler like me, destroys everything everywhere. The vile of my good deeds."

Wen Hanxiao's heart was cold, and she pretended to be stupid: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

The audience below saw that the two were not moving at all, and they were all discussing the reason with each other.

Elder Xing looked at the strange man in the audience, thinking that nephew Hanxiao knew him, so he wanted to be merciful?

There was a lot of voices below, and the two on the stage faced each other silently.

Wen Hanxiao didn't understand how Zhang Xian did it, why only she could see his true colors?Moreover, how on earth did the other party do it, that they could directly pass the sound transmission to him, without consent or using any props?

Is his cultivation really at the Golden Core stage?

Wen Hanxiao heightened his vigilance and ordered Xiaolong to be on standby at all times in his consciousness.

Zhang Xian didn't seem to want to say more, with his palm facing up, a black folding fan with dense mist appeared in his hand, and with a quick wave, Wen Hanxiao entered a black space unexpectedly.

The connection with Xiaolong's consciousness was cut off immediately.

This...is the realm of the Void Refining Stage?Could it be that Zhang Xian has already reached the stage of refinement?

Wen Hanxiao didn't dare to act rashly for a moment.

On second thought, no, he used a black folding fan, someone should have helped him!

Wen Hanxiao closed her eyes, feeling the secret of this black space.The log spirit in the dantian started to move again, as if hinting something.

Could it be, is this the space domain of the Demon Race?But why can't I feel any magic energy?

While thinking about it, Wen Hanxiao suddenly felt extremely dangerous, a powerful soul power came out of nowhere, and directly broke into Wen Hanxiao's sea of ​​consciousness.

The blue planet in her sea of ​​consciousness was suddenly dyed black.

"Little girl, I caught you. Hehe."

This is the voice of the Demon King!

The devil laughed wildly, but his tone of voice was very gentle, "It turns out that it is a soul from another world... and it can also possess the essence of a log. It is incredible luck. No wonder it can hinder my big event. But it doesn't matter, it will take another hour , even you will be mine."

Wen Hanxiao's soul was suppressed to only [-]%, she tried hard to resist, trying to contact the log spirit to expel the demon king, but the log spirit remained steadfast.

Is it because she can't sense her danger?

Wen Hanxiao didn't panic.Even a little calm: "Devil King, is your clone Zhang Xian?"

The image of the devil king in the sea of ​​consciousness is a thick black mass.But Wen Hanxiao still heard his applause clearly: "That's right, the imagination is very rich."

Wen Hanxiao ignored him and continued his speculation: "Did Zhang Xian be summoned by you to absorb the monk's luck. Maybe you once left a trace of consciousness in the depths of his soul, but he didn't know it all the time. Because he has been unable to complete the task, so you woke up and decided to go out yourself?"

The Demon King was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "It's really smart. Then guess again, what am I doing for?"

Wen Hanxiao said coldly: "Isn't it just for ascension?"

The devil stopped laughing, and his tone became a little different: "In your opinion, ascension is easy."

"Heaven gave you a superior appearance and an extraordinary opportunity. Want to train you and destroy me?"

"It's a pity that no matter how fast an ant grows, it can't grow into an elephant! Why do you think you can defeat me, a stupid guy like Tiandao?"

The Demon King gritted his teeth and said: "What I hate the most is the way of heaven! Why does he treat me like this! Why doesn't he let me become a fairy! I dismissed myself and stepped into the plan of stealing the sky and changing the sun. I even sealed myself for thousands of years in order to become a fairy!" , why does it want to stop me!"

Wen Hanxiao's eyes were a little strange: "Could it be that you are the first ancestor?"

The Demon King sighed: "Someone still remembers me."

It turned out to be the "unlucky" senior who couldn't overcome the catastrophe and ascended, and finally defeated himself?

Wen Hanxiao was a little speechless.

This senior's obsession is a bit too heavy!