Fix your sister's fairy

Mo also walked along the flow of people to the top of Bishan City, except for some merchants, most of the people who came to Bishan City were towards the spiritual spring on the top of Bishan Mountain, which also caused an endless stream of climbers and pilgrims, and from a distance, the entire Bishan Mountain was covered with black ants.

"The front level is off. Mo Yi suddenly looked at the high place and said.

"It seems that this mountain spiritual spring will not give too many people a chance to seize it, and I don't know what the conditions for passing the checkpoint are. Mo Lao said with a slight pause.

"But don't need spirit stones, I don't have many spirit stones left......" Zixin glanced at Mo Yi and the others worriedly, she and Mo Lao have tokens No matter what the conditions of the level are, they should be able to pass easily, but Mo Yi and Mo Luoxue without tokens are difficult to say. She was very kind at heart, she didn't think that her spirit stones were all "zero, zero, zero" because Mo Yi used them up, but worried about Mo Yi and them for the first time.

"It won't be a spirit stone, if the city lord of Bishan City is not a fool, he won't do it. Mo Luoxue said lightly, "The biggest reliance of monks from all over the world will not be the family power far away in the sky, or the limited spirit stones on their bodies, only their own cultivation can give them the courage to travel south and north to travel through the entire immortal cultivation world." "

"How to fight. Fang Xia bowed slightly, no one likes to fight more than him, since the Heavenly Lonely Sect Master used supreme cultivation to cleanse his bones, he has evolved into a cultivation madman, fighting can be regarded as the best way to improve his cultivation to actual combat, and fighting is great news for him.

The black pressed monks poured up halfway up the mountainside, and there were all the monks of the vast period here, and the edge of the flying sword was suspended in mid-air against the earth, and the rows of flying swords surrounded the halfway of the mountain. As soon as someone tried to attack, the flying sword would immediately turn the tip of the sword to point at that person, and everyone would stand outside the checkpoint and shout in confusion to ask why they were not allowed to go up the mountain.

At this time, a thick-eyed man in a green robe and a sword looked down at the monks all over the mountains in the air, "You have come very late, although the spiritual spring has not yet been opened, but a hundred people have already arrived in advance, and the hundred positions are naturally gone." "

"What do you mean? It's not fair!"

"Do you just look down on us people who have come from afar?"

"We need an explanation! or we'll tear up your mountain!"

Countless monks roared angrily, the crowd was extremely easy to fan, and between the provocations of people with a few words, the monks on the mountain were ready to attack the level.

The man in green clothes in the air did not move, he glanced at the turbulent monks with an expressionless face, and when the atmosphere reached a point of tension, he spoke, "Quiet!"

Most of the cultivation in the vast period exploded in the sound, and the voice of the man in Tsing Yi resounded all over the mountains, and countless pairs of eyes looked at the man in Tsing Yi in the air, waiting for the other party's solution.

"It's not without opportunities. The young man flicked his wide sleeves and said, "The quota of the Lingquan in Bishan is only one hundred, and now there are people in every seat, anyone who wants to enter the level to enjoy it needs to defeat the former and ban it, and the fighting method has no eyes to see life and death depends on the individual's ability!"

The next moment, a hundred figures appeared on the mountain in the distance of the level, each with a round wooden sign hanging from their waists, and the number 1-100 was written on the card.

"These monks are all genius elites who came out of the gladiatorial fight a few days ago!1-10 is the great power of the Ruins Period, 11-50 is the monks of the Vast Period, 51-100 is the monks of the Extraordinary Period, the smaller and stronger the number of the wooden cards worn in each realm, and the position of enjoying the spiritual spring is also closer to the center, if you want to challenge, you can report the number to me, if you don't want to lose your life, it is better to give up and leave early. The man in Tsing Yi said slowly.

"The deadline for the challenge is when the Spirit Spring officially opens, so please hurry. "

"What do you mean?" In the crowd, the yellow fat man next to Mo Yi looked confused.

"If you want to soak in the hot springs, you will flip the cards and fight, if you win, you should soak, if you can't win, you will get out of the game or die here." Mo Yi summarized it simply, "No. 1-10 is the old ghosts of the Returning to the Ruins Period, we don't have to think about it, we can consider the vast period of 11-50 and the extraordinary period of 51-100, No. 11 is the strongest in the vast period, and No. 51 is the strongest in the dehabited period." Of course, if you are not confident, you can play the weakest No. 100 practice hand first. "

"The best locations in Lingquan are No. 1, No. 11 and No. 51. Mo Luoxue thought for a moment and said.

"What's the number, it's all miscellaneous fish and crabs, and they're all slaughtered. The sound of the Blood Sword snorting and chirping reached everyone's ears, Zi Xin and Mo Lao looked at each other and showed a wry smile, the Blood Sword was too impressive for them, as if the other party was not confident in his own strength when he released such wild words.

And Fang Xia and Huang Fat Man were respectful of the Blood Sword, but Huang Fat Man was still afraid of the Blood Sword, and stretched his neck to look at the back of Mo Luoxue's hand, making passers-by think that Huang Fat Man was a prodigal disciple or something, and kept staring at the beauty of the country.

"Kill your sister, do you dare to kill you. Mo Yi muttered.

"I'm an immortal, I don't have a sister, but I can kill your sister. The bloody sword sneered at each other.

Mo Luoxue glanced at the back of her hand and pinched out a magic decision in her right hand, and the next moment, the bloody sword screamed like an electric shock, and the red mark on the back of Mo Luoxue's hand also flashed frequently.

"Well deserved. Mo Yi snorted.

The conditions for going up the mountain to use the spiritual spring came out, but no one preemptively made the first bird, and no one knew what the strength of the monks who had already seized the top 100 was, if they stupidly went up and chose a monk who they couldn't defeat and was killed, it would be funny~.

But Lin 5.3 is a big bird, there are all kinds of birds, there are always people who want to be such a bird, after all, the hairy crab is placed in front of him, and no one is willing to bite it first.

"I'm going to challenge No. 75!" said a young man in a plain dress with a sword box on his back and five long swords stuck in his eyes, looking up at the sky.

"Very well, please come forward. The man in Tsing Yi nodded, and the young man with the sword box crossed the crowd, the flying sword on the checkpoint made way for him, and the young man walked to the 100 monks wearing wooden plaques, and the monks wearing wooden plaques with 75 markers walked out slowly.

Monk 75 was a man not much older than a young man, dressed in white, with a large mace in his hand, and a hideous weapon that did not match his delicate face. _

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