Predecessors all over the world

Du Yueque was not particularly surprised that Yin Miaomiao was able to break free from the illusion. After all, the other party was Yun Ling's junior sister and the direct descendant of True Lord Nascent Soul. If she didn't have some means, he would have to wonder if she was hiding her strength.

"I don't understand what fellow Taoist said." Du Yueque's performance was flawless, and he even smiled politely, "As expected of a disciple of the Chongxiao Sect, it seems that I have to show my true strength, this time

I won’t give in to you just because you are a female cultivator.”

His cultivation level is higher than that of Yin Miaomiao, and he is good at pretending. From the perspective of passers-by who don't know the inside story, they really think that he is a compassionate person.

"I hope fellow Taoist will do what he says." Yin Miaomiao smiled, "Don't ask me again later."

She was sarcastic, but Du Yueque was not annoyed. This was indeed not his true strength. The trap had been laid from the beginning. He turned his hands over, and strange black cracks appeared on the back of his hands. His fingers danced softly like

It has no bones.

In an instant, some kind of strange intuition hit Yin Miaomiao. The naked eye did not detect any abnormality, but she did not even think about it, and her body jumped up. Two invisible spiritual lines passed by her back without hurting her body.

, but when they were intertwined, they touched her sleeve, and half of the sleeve was twisted to pieces by the spiritual thread.

However, before she fell back to the ground, two more spiritual threads intertwined, one on top, from front to back, and one below, from back to front. Yin Miaomiao had to turn her body in the air to escape.

Pass.

Du Yueque said calmly: "Fellow Taoist's body skills are really outstanding, but how far can you dodge my ten love threads?"

The spiritual thread is invisible and colorless, formed entirely by Du Yueque's spiritual power. Each finger controls one thread, and ten threads are intertwined. It is nothing compared to a dragnet.

Du Yueque only used six threads and had already surrounded Yin Miaomiao from above and below. The six threads were twisted from opposite angles at almost the same time. It was impossible to avoid a target as big as a human being.

Not long after, her left sleeve had a big tear from the shoulder, revealing half of her arm and the tube top she was wearing inside. Yin Miaomiao didn't pay attention, she just thought: These are only six threads, where did the other four threads go?

"Yes, you discovered it." Du Yueque laughed and stretched out his hands.

Alas, there were two threads stuck to Yin Miaomiao's back collar, which tore a gaping hole directly into her back. This was the biggest tear, running directly from the collar to her waist. The other two threads were stuck in the same way, and one was stuck on her back.

Under her ribs, there was a piece stuck to the skirt of her clothes. With a pull outward, the collared shirt was suddenly torn open, revealing the snow-blue ice-cracked plum pattern tube top she was wearing.

The people in the audience were already extremely angry.

The female cultivators in Huangyue Valley have been paying attention to this competition since the beginning. Seeing that Yin Miaomiao's experience was worse than that of the previous sisters, they couldn't help but comment: "It's too much. It's really bullying."

The most excited person was Feiying. He recalled a very bad memory and became furious. He jumped up and shouted: "Asshole! Shameless! Despicable and shameless!! Isn't this a foul??"

"Calm down, Xiao Feiying." Qiao Ping held him firmly.

"Not calm! Shameless! This kind of person is simply a beast, what kind of man is he!" Feiying was so angry that he exploded, "Say something to me, brother!"

Xiang Tianya pressed his shoulders: "What do you want me to say? The game is not over yet."

Feiying angrily said: "We can't just let it go. This kind of person should be put in a sack and beaten until he becomes paralyzed."

"He might have been like this when he stepped down." Xiang Tianya patted his shoulder, "You didn't see that Miao'er's face didn't change."

Yes, compared to others who were horrified and discolored, Yin Miaomiao's expression was indifferent: "Love is inextricably linked, and the lotus roots are broken. Is this also a spell in the secret art of Hehuan?"

Du Yueque was very disappointed when he failed to see the shameful and angry expression on his face: "Not bad." After a pause, he added, "If fellow Taoist don't admit defeat, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep this dress."

"It's just a piece of clothing." Yin Miaomiao casually stretched out her hand to grab the hem of her clothes. With a gentle tug, the damaged outer shirt was taken off. "If you like it, I'll reward you."

The moon-white coat floats like clouds of smoke.

On the body, a snow-green tube top outlines the curves of the body, increasing the bust that is too full, and reducing the waist that is too thin. On the left arm, which is as white as jade, the glazed gold armband perfectly reflects the skin tone, and the lower skirt is

At the waist, there is silver sparkle between the thin folds.

She stood with her hands behind her hands, her eyes a light golden color: "Now, it's my turn."

After she finished speaking, blazing flames ignited from her feet in a spiral shape, and spread all over the arena in an instant. Looking around, there were trees and flowers all over the place, brilliant and bright to the extreme. At the same time, the flames rose up, licking everything crazily, making people feel alive.

Fear and suspicion that I have fallen into hell.

Du Yueque was startled, but he didn't panic. Why should he be afraid of the flames? Just stay away.

He was cautious by nature, so he crushed a protective bead and held up the spiritual shield to avoid it. However, somehow, even though he avoided it, severe pain came from his leg. When he lowered his head and looked down, he saw that he was stepping on something that he had thought before.

The flat ground was clearly the center of the flames, and he actually threw himself into the flames.

How is that possible? He moved away, but the flames followed him closely, no matter where he went. He held the gold fan and filled it with spiritual power. Wherever the fan passed, the flames stopped following him.

It was useful, not an illusion. He was just relieved in his heart, but the gold fan in his hand suddenly transformed into a fire snake and bit his palm. He was startled and subconsciously let go of his hand.

Plop. It was the sound of the fan handle hitting the ground.

You've been fooled! Du Yueque secretly screamed, and wanted to reach out to pick it up. Unexpectedly, the flames on the ground had already swallowed up the handle of the fan. He couldn't help but pause. After thinking about it, he suspected it was an illusion, so he tried to reach out to touch it.

With a light touch, a string of blisters suddenly appeared on his fingers, and the pain made him break into a cold sweat - the flames were real. Du Yueque finally realized his situation. The sea of ​​​​fire was both an illusion and reality. If he couldn't tell the difference

, there is only one way to die.

All he had to do was break the illusion. He forced himself to calm down and wanted to use his spiritual consciousness to find a flaw. However, as soon as he thought about it, there was a stinging pain from the spiritual platform, and the spiritual consciousness that he had just probed retracted.

"You..." He held his forehead hard, and his back was soaked with cold sweat.

What was equally shocking were the people in the audience. To them, Du Yueque seemed to be possessed by a demon. He threw himself into the fire regardless, and then woke up. There was fear in his eyes. He ran away, only to be trapped again in the blink of an eye.

Bewitched by the flames again, like a moth fluttering away.

The ubiquitous sea of ​​​​fire not only has the potential to set fire to a prairie fire, making people palpitate, but what is even weirder is that among these thousands of flames, red lotuses are blooming, and the lotus petals are stretched out, which seems real but not real, and looks like illusion but not illusion.

, like a dream.

"What on earth is this?" Kong Li looked at the bizarre sea of ​​​​fire and was extremely puzzled. How could there be red lotus blooming deep in the fire? Is this a real flame or a reflection of an illusion?

"You are all affected by the real illusion." The answer was Mu Tianguang.

Feiying looked at him subconsciously, dumbfounded: "Uncle, what's wrong with your eyes?"

Mu Tianguang's pupils were originally lighter than ordinary people, a light smoky gray, which made him look less like a real person, but now, his pupils turned silvery white, with bright starlight flashing from time to time.

"Isn't this your barrier-breaking eye?" Qiao Ping suddenly thought, "It is said to break all obstacles. What did you see?"

Mu Tianguang looked at the stage. The golden light was lingering, like a golden rain, and the red fire was blazing across the sky and the earth. It was shockingly beautiful. At this moment, Yin Miaomiao seemed to have noticed someone peeping at her and looking towards him from afar.

Looking forward.

Eyes facing each other.

"Uncle Junior!" Feiying pulled him and asked eagerly, "What did you see?"

Mu Tianguang came to his senses and replied: "Light and fire."

"Yes." Yun Lian confirmed his answer, "My junior sister's eyes are called Phantom Golden Eyes."

Feiying rubbed his eyes, but all he could see was the sea of ​​fire. After thinking about it for a while, he was confused: "Uncle, what are your eyes called?"

Qiao Ping answered for him: "The barrier-breaking eye is my junior uncle's magical power."

Feiying's balls ached: "Originally, water was able to overcome fire, but now even magical powers are incompatible. You two must not meet each other."

Mu Tianguang: "..."

Du Yueque, who couldn't see through the illusion, maintained his final composure. He used the spiritual thread as a weapon and swept across the flames in large areas, using the fluctuations from the spiritual thread to determine whether it was true or false.

Yin Miaomiao had to admit that his opponent was indeed powerful. The spiritual thread was formed with his own spiritual power. He could sense it directly with his body without using his spiritual consciousness. If it were anyone else, he might really be able to see the flaw.

But she has a heart.

The heart of the mirror can reflect reality, and the key lies in projection and reflection. Therefore, her illusion is also confused by the mirror image. Part of the illusion is caused by Du Yueque himself.

Double illusions intertwined, he was teasing himself.

It's not that this illusion can't be broken, it's just that he doesn't have time. Yin Miaomiao walked up behind him, held up the lightning in her palm, and patted his chest: "Give it back to you."

"puff!"

The power of thunder and lightning penetrated the body, blood vessels ruptured, skin was burnt, internal organs were turbulent, limbs lost control, and a large amount of blood flowed from the eyes, nose, ears, and mouth.

Du Yueque fell heavily to the ground before he had time to think about what happened, and the world was spinning before his eyes.

The victory has been decided.

He heard the sound of a gong, and dimly saw Yin Miaomiao walking up to him, taking out a coat, stretching her jade arms and putting on the sleeves, slowly gathering the skirt and buttoning: "Love and Desire"

For people, it's like burning one's body with fire, now you should understand, right?"

"You... cough cough..." Du Yueque was in ragged clothes and vomiting blood, "I..."

Yin Miaomiao was not interested in listening to the heroic words of his defeated general. He turned around and Shi Shiran stepped down.

The evening breeze blew her clothes like peach blossoms.

As soon as the barrier that isolated the arena was opened, Feiying immediately rushed over and announced happily: "Sister! I bought you to win! A thousand spiritual stones, I will make a lot of money!"

"Oh, then you treat me to dinner." Yin Miaomiao patted him on the shoulder and found that many acquaintances were there, "I didn't know I had such a big reputation, why are you all here?"

Xiang Tianya almost died laughing: "How can I see you lifting up your pants... No, you don't recognize anyone with your clothes on? This is really humiliating."

"I don't understand what you said." Yin Miaomiao pretended to be surprised.

"Tsk." It's not the first day we met. I swear to Tianya that she definitely did it on purpose.

Yin Miaomiao said to Yun Lian as if nothing had happened: "Brother, I won."

Yunliang touched her head: "Awesome."

Yin Miaomiao shook her head: "Not great, narrow victory, Du Yueque is very powerful." Although there are problems with his character, it is undeniable that Du Yueque is a strong enemy, and it is a fluke that she can win.

Others disagreed, especially Feiying: "Sister, those eyes of yours look very sexy, are they magical powers? It's so amazing, I can't tell the real from the fake at all, but..."

"But?" Yin Miaomiao was surprised.

Fei Yingqi Ai Ai: "My junior uncle... seems to have..."

Huh? Yin Miaomiao glanced at Mu Tianguang in surprise, smiled and said, "Really? He must be better than me."

"We can't talk about it." Mu Tianguang said in a calm tone, "It just happens that we have some connections."

Feiying: This is not some kind of origin, is it because enemies don’t get together? qaq

The author has something to say: Okay, in response to the readers’ request, this is an additional update of 18,000~~ He’s really handsome! He must be handsome today, right? I think he’s very handsome! If I get a full score of 10, today at least

7 points more handsome!! Don’t believe in Miaomiao’s “lucky”, this is what she says when she wins =0=

Isn’t the setting of Junior Master Uncle becoming more and more interesting, with water and fire, the barrier-breaking eye and the illusory golden eye, but their magical powers are actually not mutually exclusive. After all, they are male guests. I will talk about the specific differences later (mainly

(Yes, I have finished setting it up). From all aspects, Mu Tianguang and Miaomiao are quite matched. Who do you think has more of a royal temperament, Junior Junior Uncle or Junior Senior Brother? Temperament, I mean temperament, nothing else.

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Well, there is only one additional update for 18,000. Since you have chosen to watch Shuai in one go, I am satisfied with you. I hope you will not regret it tomorrow.

See you tomorrow~~