"As long as Tianxin Sect announces its complete retirement, I promise that the Medicine King Pavilion will never put a deception and let you withdraw safely!"

Ming Weiye smiled.

The ancestor of Yaowang Pavilion is a word of nothing.

Tianxin Gate is in Lingzhou. Except for Lei Ze and Yaowang Pavilion, it is invincible in the world. Lei Ze is the supreme martial arts master. No one dares to mess with it, nor does it take the initiative to cause trouble for others.

Now the result of the Danhui competition is powerless. Ming Weiye's words can be regarded as a stabilizing magic needle for Tianxin Sect.

God will destroy my Tianxin Gate...

Xu Shi sighed.

In this regard, I can’t help it even though I can only say that they are not lucky and have not had enough luck!

She secretly sighed that if Yang Haihao had not been chased by Tianxin Sect and mistakenly entered the Wushuang Sect and received help from the bigwig, she might have disappeared from the circle of strong people in Lingzhou!

Speaking of which, I actually have to thank Tianxin Gate...

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After the tide of beasts with one sword, the wind and clouds turbulently, the space was slightly distorted, and extraordinary fluctuations quietly spread.

An arched door appeared in front of Li Xingchen.

Exit of the trial space!

Li Xingchen reacted quickly and flew away without saying a word.

Seeing this, Wu Hong hurried away, wanting to get a share of the pie.

The former turned around, his eyes as sharp as an eagle. He went over with a sword, and a shocking sword intent shot out, forcing Wu Hong to retreat!

Damn, this guy is so strong!

Wu Hong was furious and could only watch Li Xingchen fly into the entrance and exit calmly. Then, the arched door was closed!

In the square, a beam of light rose, and Li Xingchen strode out of the beam, his face calmly.

The pass token in his hand flashed with the winner's light.

There was only one person on the platform.

At this time, just ten minutes have passed since the game began...

Little guy, good!

Han Li secretly gave him a thumbs up.

Genius, this is a real genius. When will I have such disciples in Yaowang Pavilion?

In the stands, Jiang Quntian couldn't help but mutter. He looked at Li Xingchen who was calm and square below, and his eyes were so eager to stick to the latter.

I'm envious.

Compared with others, the tens of thousands of disciples in my pavilion are nothing...

If one of the disciples of this kind of monster-level apprentice can be produced in Medicine King Pavilion, it will take less than a hundred years. In a few decades, a master of the eighth or even the ninth grade will probably rise!

How unnatural is his master who can teach such an excellent disciple?

The elder Yang Haihao of the Pavilion once saw the unparalleled sect leader Lu Fengyun. According to his words, the latter had handsome eyebrows and eyes, and was as bright as the moon, looking like a young man in his twenties.

The ancestor Ming Weiye also mentioned that Lu Fengyun looked very young, mysterious and powerful, and was an existence that made her look up to.

The eighth-grade intermediate alchemist is looking up to, the ninth-grade? 10th-grade?! In short, the soul power cultivation must be in the heavenly realm!

Jiang Quntian no longer dared to speculate.

There are only a handful of alchemists who can reach such a height in the entire Shanhai Continent.

Who is not a powerful figure who shocks the mainland!

It is normal for Jiang Quntian to practice to the point of heaven to maintain his youth forever, so Jiang Quntian would not think that Lu Fengyun is a young man in his twenties.

That's simply nonsense.

The applause in the square interrupted his flying thoughts. Jiang Quntian looked closely and said that Wu Hong had found the exit and returned.

This kid is really outstanding and left most people far behind. Unfortunately, in front of Li Xingchen, he was even defeated by a scumbag.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he glanced at Xu Shanfeng.

The latter hunched his back slightly, supported his head with his hands, closed his eyes slightly, bent his fingers, and tapped his thighs gently.

Typical manifestations of anxiety.

Feeling Jiang Quntian's gaze, Xu Shanfeng was so upset that he felt even more upset.

In deep eyes, a crisis suddenly arose.

Jiang Quntian, the elixir meeting has not ended yet, don’t be too proud!

After a quarter of an hour, all candidates, regardless of whether they completed the task or not, were sent back to the high platform.

Fifty people only take the top ten!

Li Xingchen is the first, and Wu Hong is the second!

In the stands, the wiping eyes almost killed Li Xingchen. It was the appearance of this kid who made the Tianxin Gate, which was originally sure to win, fall to the bottom in an instant!

The soul fighting competition consumes a huge amount of soul power on the participants, so before the next game begins, everyone has ten minutes of rest time.

Han Li greeted Li Xingchen excitedly like a little girl, "Little guy, it's great! Yaowang Pavilion really wants to thank you!"

"Master's instructions, do your best to complete it."

Li Xingchen said authentically without being sad or happy.

Yang Haihao looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, so he secretly stuffed something to the former.

He whispered: "Tianxin Sect has always been despicable and shameless. I will definitely not be at peace in the next game. Take it just in case."

Li Xingchen quietly spread his palms and saw a small red pill.

The Crazy Soul Dragon Pill, an eighth-grade primary pill, can cause the soul power to surge in a short period of time after taking it.

With Li Xingchen's cultivation level, he can at least move from the intermediate level of the sixth level to the seventh level!

The boy's eyes were calm, and the waves moved slightly.

This is cheating!

What is the difference between Wu Hong using the Puppet Demon Blood Pill in the Trial Space?
Chapter completed!