What? The System Is Fighting For Me Crazy For Binding

The flying boat flew steadily for several hours.

When we arrived at Jianxianmen, it was already dark.

The entire Sword Immortal Gate was brightly lit, and many Heaven's Chosen of the major forces rode down in the flying boat.

And the reception disciples of Jianxianmen, early in front of Jianxianmen, entertained the disciples of Tianjiao who came.

"If you can make a good relationship with it, you can make a good relationship with it, and you must not offend it."

This is what the sect master of Jianxianmen warned the disciples of Jianxianmen.

Although they are also detached forces, all the forces that came this time are not inferior to them.

The sudden appearance of Jianxianmen this time was also premeditated.

The situation of Changshengtian is about to change, and they have to go out to compete for resources and recruit disciples.

Make a steady stream of fresh blood in your door.

After the flying boat of Yin & Yang Demon Palace landed slowly, Wang Xuanzhi and Mo Hua got off the flying boat.

Mo Hua's face was refreshed, her face glowed, and her face was full of red light.

After she successfully made her breakthrough for the first time and completed her transformation, she now has a more mature and charming aura.

This was not there before.

This breath can attract the attention of others anytime and anywhere, and arouse people's most primitive desires.

On the other hand, Wang Xuanzhi was different. His expression was sluggish and his eyelids were drooping.

The whole person seemed to be hollowed out. When he took the first step to step off the flying boat, his legs softened, and the whole person fell heavily on the ground.

With a smile in her eyes, Mo Hua gently lifted Wang Xuanzhi up.

Wang Xuanzhi's eyes were filled with resentment. In the past few hours, they fought several times again, which was wonderful and painful.

It was a lot of tears.

"Hey, this girl from Yin & Yang Magic Palace is so beautiful."

"I wonder if this fairy can be married?"

"This man is a lot worse. Why does it feel like he was hollowed out by the color of wine."

"With such a thing, are you sure you can participate in the Tianjiao competition?"

"Instead of compromising."

On the side, Tianjiao of other forces glanced at Wang Xuanzhi and Mo Hua, and was immediately attracted by Mo Hua's beautiful face and unparalleled temperament.

He mercilessly mocked Wang Xuanzhi.

They don't have a good impression of the Demon Race. In the past few years, the disciples in the sect have been abducted by the Demon Race.

Now that I see the people of the demon race, I don't have any good feelings, so it would be good if I don't go up and kill them.

Wang Xuanzhi raised his eyebrows, how could someone be so cheap, and he wanted to ridicule him.

He cursed inwardly, "You know the shit, daddy just had a good time with Deva."

Wang Xuanzhi's powerful Devil Dao breath has a hundred thousand gods and demons behind it.

Behind him, a deep starry sky appeared.

The endless bright Star completely lit up the entire Sword Immortal Gate.

The Devil Dao aura on Wang Xuanzhi is getting stronger and stronger.

He slowly got up, no longer the embarrassed look just now.

He stared straight at the man who had just spoken, and said, "You have the guts to say it again."

Feel the devilish prestige on Wang Xuanzhi and the shocking vision behind it.

The man suddenly hesitated, his head shrank into his neck, and he kept his mouth shut.

Wang Xuanzhi pouted, wrapped his arms around Mo Hua's waist, and swaggered towards Jianxianmen.

In fact, he is still holding back his weakness.

Looking closely, you will find that his legs are still shaking.

This device is not a shriek.

Mo Hua's face was filled with joy, and she was very satisfied with Wang Xuanzhi's actions.

He couldn't help but move his body closer to Wang Xuanzhi, smelling the fragrance of this magic man, Wang Xuanzhi seemed to have another throbbing.

But his trembling and weak legs told him that he couldn't do it again.

Kidney: Either you die today or I die.

Heart: Either you stopped or I stopped today.

In the square built by the Sword Immortal Gate, the arrogant forces of other ethnic groups have all arrived, only waiting for the Yin & Yang Devil Palace.

At this moment, the two people from Yin & Yang Demon Palace have all arrived, and now all the forces are all in place, waiting for the start of the Tianjiao competition.

"what happened?"

"Why did the forces of Yin & Yang Demon Palace send these two people to appear,"

"This woman is still very beautiful, I don't know if there is a man she likes."

"It's really a waste to marry the big and three of the demon clan. It's better to marry my immortal clan."

"You let your mother's ass, just the little white faces of your immortal race, who are weak, how can you resist the demon women."

"You'll be empty in no time, we still have to see how strong our demon clan is."

The man from the monster clan opened his mouth with pride in his eyes.

In this field, it was divided into several small forces.

They are the demon clan, the demon clan, the human clan, the fairy clan, the Shura clan and the witch clan.

The Shura tribe and the Wu tribe are very distinctive, and the entire skin is red.

The Wuzu's face was even more terrifying, with blood-colored red lines, as if it was naturally engraved on the face.

The breath on his body was dark and gloomy, making people not want to get close.

The blood-thirsty breath emanating from the Shura clan made people vomit when they touched it, and the blood-thirsty aura was too strong.

Looking at it this way, the demons and demons are much more pleasing to the eye.

The disciples of Sword Immortal Sect, standing directly above the Great Hall, have a unique advantage because they are the organizers of this competition.

Wang Xuanzhi is trying his best to avoid him, so as not to let the "self" of Jianxianmen see him, otherwise it will easily lead to other thoughts of others.

In fact, even if people bump into them, they won't have any ideas.

Now Wang Xuanzhi in Jianxianmen, Immortal Qi flutters, Sword Qi fills the air, like a young Jianxian, full of energy.

As for Wang Xuanzhi of Yin & Yang Magic Palace, his expression is now sluggish and his face is slumped.

At first glance, it is a weak disciple who can no longer be false, and the temperament of the two is completely different.

Where will the two be associated with each other.

Although it looks a bit like, but through the temperament and can be well identified, there will be no clues.

The head of the Sword Immortal Gate is a man with a national character.

He carries two double swords behind him, Sword Qi vertically and horizontally.

When you meet his eyes, you can find that there are countless sharp Sword Qi in those eyes tearing everything.

He raised his voice and said, "This Tianjiao competition will be held at my Sword Immortal Gate."

"My Sword Immortal Sect, I really feel very honored."

"The rules this time are also very simple, that is, chaos."

Above each arena, there are ten large spaces where a total of 100 people are dueling.

Among these hundred people, the last two left are the final winners.

"And these two will finally participate in the final duel to decide the first, second and third place."

The entire Tianjiao competition is so simple and rude.

He didn't say whether he could kill at will.

By default, everyone can kill.

Because in this longevity, the world of cultivator is becoming more and more cruel.

You die and I live, it's not uncommon.