Evil Wang Pampers His Ghost Doctor Fei

A trace of coldness flashed across Sheng Sheng's face, "It's a cheap trick."

"Hiss..." Countless small dark red snakes emerged from the grass.

Mo Xuan had already drawn out his sword and was about to kill it. Mu Qianxi waved his hand and said, "It would be a pity to kill it. This is a Nine Yin Snake carefully cultivated by others!"

These snakes are not good, they are very vicious, but at this time Mu Qianxi still has a faint smile on his face.

She took out a bottle of elixir from the space and sprinkled it on the ground.

"Xusu..." The Nine Yin Snakes in the grass came running at the fastest speed.

They began to compete for these pills, and Mu Qianxi used his soul power to form a connection with them.

"Stay in the yard obediently, and go back to your master when it's time to go back."

Soon, these Nine Yin Snakes once again hid themselves in the grass.

The corner of Mo Xuan's mouth twitched slightly, and said, "You still let them stay here."

Mo Xuan knew what Mu Qianxi must have done, and would never let the person behind the scenes go, but let these Nine Yin Snakes stay here...

The corners of Mu Qianxi's mouth rose slightly, "Could it be that the well-known Mr. Bai Ze, a genius alchemist, would be afraid of these poisons? It's just a night's sleep, it's no big deal."

"Good night! As a patient, go back to your room and rest early!"

Mu Qianxi closed the door, and went to sleep without any psychological shadow.

But Mo Xuan couldn't sleep all night, he said helplessly: "It must be on purpose."

The next day, the dark red mist in the courtyard had disappeared, and the Nine Yin Snakes also went back.

"Xiaoyue, it's done!"

"It's good that it's done, there will be a good show today."

Early in the morning, Mu Qianxi looked at Mo Xuan and said with a playful smile: "I have dark circles under my eyes, I didn't sleep well last night, do you want me to make some medicine for you and apply it!"

Mo Xuan said indifferently: "No need, anyway, no one can tell that I am wearing a mask."

"To make up for the fact that you didn't sleep well all night, I invite you to watch a good movie for free today!"

"Not very interested."

The two once again went to the Guansai Pavilion where the competition was held. Today's exchange meeting is naturally a fierce collision of the top talents in the southeast region.

In the beginning, the direct disciples of the five major sects fought against each other. Of course, this was just an appetizer.

A black figure rushed towards the competition stage like lightning, and everyone was in an uproar.

"The number one disciple of the five sects has finally made a move. This is Lei Lin, a disciple of the Thunder Sect."

In this exchange meeting, the first disciples of the five major sects never made a move, but absolutely no one underestimated their strength.

At this time, Leylin's eyes fell on Mr. Bai Ze's seat, and he said, "Miss Mu, I'm tired of fighting with the other four guys, so I'm more interested in you, can I have a fight?" Wheel up and down."

"No problem!" Mu Qianxi agreed very readily, and Ziying jumped out in a flash, and landed on the competition stage calmly.

"It's time to start!" She smiled faintly.

"good!"

Between the flint and lightning, the Thunder Cloud Hammer suddenly rushed towards Mu Qianxi. Lei Yun's whole body was covered by the power of thunder and lightning, and his speed was like lightning. Mu Qianxi, who wanted to hit him, was caught off guard.

Leylin is a thunder and lightning elemental healer, and he is also a peak seventh-order spiritual sect.

Is the wind faster or the lightning faster?

Everyone looked at the two figures on the competition stage intently.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and Mu Qianxi appeared unscathed in another direction of the competition stage, and Leylin's attack fell through.

The wind was faster than Thunder's, and Leylin's face showed a serious look.

Not only him, but the other four disciples were also a little shocked.

"Where is the limit of Mu Chenxi's speed? This is the first time I've seen such a fast wind elementalist!"

They didn't know the answer themselves, and even their master couldn't answer it.

At this moment, Senior Sister Yue stared at Mu Qianxi intently on the Guansai Pavilion of Linyuezong, wanting to see some changes on her face, but unfortunately, she didn't get the result she expected.

How can it be? Didn't Mu Chenxi use his spiritual power? Why is there nothing wrong.

An attack failed, Lei Lin entered the palace again, and the Thunder Cloud Hammer swung over. Thousands of thunderbolts tore through the air and blocked all the escape routes around Mu Qianxi.

No matter how fast the speed is, there is no way to retreat, and it is difficult to avoid it.

Mu Qianxi's expression remained the same, she had an extra white jade fan in her hand.

Everyone stared at the beautiful feather fan that looked like a work of art: "That, it can't be Mu Chenxi's spiritual weapon, right?"

Mu Qianxi played a total of ten games, and she didn't use the spirit weapon in ten games. Now Leylin finally forced her to use the spirit weapon, but this spirit weapon...

"Crack!" The feather fan opened instantly, and they felt that the aura erupting from the fan was stronger than the Thunderbolt Liuyun Hammer.

"No way! That fan is... at least a peak sacred weapon."

"You old man is blind. Judging from my hundreds of years of refining skills, that fan is a quasi-sacred weapon! A quasi-sacred weapon."

"..."

Those who came here to participate in the competition were geniuses from the Southeast Region. Of course, there were also many powerful seniors from the Southeast Region who watched the competition. There were quite a few people with good eyesight.

"Quasi-magic weapon! Oh my god!" Someone exclaimed, staring at the delicate and outrageous fan and didn't want to move away.

"This woman is too lucky. How can a casual cultivator have such a level of spiritual weapon." Those disciples of Lin Yuezong couldn't help but feel sour.

They are the core disciples of the four-star sect, at most they can only have a holy weapon, and it is difficult to see a quasi-sacred weapon.

At this time, Senior Sister Yue was also angry and jealous, wishing to take that quasi-sacred weapon as her own.

"Wind meteor, silence!"

A series of thunder attacks came, and the wind element also counterattacked unceremoniously.

"Boom!" The impact of the two forces made a violent noise.

After breaking the trick, the two played against each other.

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, that feather fan turned into a jade sword, which seemed fragile but blocked the huge thunder hammer.

The horizontal sword slashed down, and Lei Yun dodged hastily, "Tear!" With a sound, the clothes on his chest were torn apart, and a blood-red scar appeared on his bronze-colored skin.

"It really is a quasi-sacred weapon, and it has multiple forms!"

After the confrontation, it was Leylin who was injured first.

Leylin has a strong will to win, and he will be strong when he encounters a strong enemy. He quickly continued to attack, a domineering thunder and lightning attack fell from the sky, and countless silver dragons began to hunt down Mu Qianxi.

The thunder and lightning bombarded her body without pain or itching. After all, she was struck by lightning that was many times stronger than this, but she did not intend to expose her physical strength here, so...

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