Space Cultivation: Rebirth Against the Little Orphan Girl

Chapter 1595 Wheel War 2
Jian Jian didn't expect to meet someone here who knows the details of the Yan family. It's really interesting. The Yan family was almost wiped out in the fairy world, otherwise they wouldn't be lingering in the secret realm.

Yingying took the elixir, and looked at the purple-clothed fairy in the arena with increasingly unfriendly eyes. She is a collateral branch of the Yan family, and she knows little about what happened more than [-] years ago, but she is the baby of the Yan family. I miss you.

Especially the soul whip, which is a top-notch fairy weapon, and I specialize in whip techniques, if I have this fairy weapon, my cultivation will be improved to a higher level.

She didn't expect that one day, she would have the opportunity to see the fairy weapon of her own family. The pain in her soul made her confirm her guess, so she blurted out, but the other party's expression and tone without any fluctuations made her sure. , the other party is not the Yan family, but the other party got the fairy artifact by chance, how could this make her reconciled.

He has already lost two games in a row, and among the remaining three who did not play, a middle-aged male immortal in gray robes jumped onto the ring. He looked at Jian Jian with a hint of sternness in his eyes, and he raised his hand and threw out a burst. Disk, it seems to be a formation repair.

Simply raise your eyebrows, it takes time and positioning to set up the formation, but once you let the opponent set up the formation, they can wait for work with ease, and they can kill you in the formation with a wave of their hands.

Therefore, she would not give the opponent a chance to form formations. Almost at the same time as the opponent made a move, Jian Jian also made a move. When the opponent threw the formation plate, she also threw it, which was more and denser than the opponent threw.

Among my four arts, talisman seal is the best, alchemy is the bottom, and the formation method has also been refined with great effort. After all, refining tools are needed, and all magic tools are refined, except for refining materials. The power of the array pattern is indispensable, and there is no array without a tool, which is what I mean.

Why among the four arts of cultivating immortals, refining is the most difficult to get started, but it is also difficult to master it, because refining involves the most things, such as the selection of refining materials, the control of the heat, and the smelting of materials. Drawing of the final pattern.

Therefore, in Immortal Sword Sect, Lu Lian, a powerful cultivator in the heavenly fairyland, has to sit on the Qi Refining Peak, but it is difficult to train successors, and it is difficult to train a qualified Qi Refining Peak Master every 800 years.

It's a bit far away, back to the present, and simply flicked the array, the faces of the few people watching the battle below are a little green, who is this female fairy, and which family cultivated the monster, why is it released like this, and let it go. Don't let people live!
As soon as the expert makes a move, he will know if there is any. The middle-aged man looked at the formation plate that was simply thrown, and immediately changed the previous layout. This is a master.

Jian Jian wanted to roll his eyes, this person had some intentions and looked down on him, so he made a move himself, and found that the situation was wrong, so he started to change the formation.

There were two "pops", and she simply replaced the two arrays placed by the other party with her two arrays. She saw that the other party had arranged the "Nine Dragons Binding Coffin Array", which was to trap her to death and make her Fight nine black dragons in the formation until the immortal power is exhausted.

Simply decided to arrange the "Nirience Great Formation" that he is good at. When this formation was first set up, people could not see the clues, and it was very messy. Because of its great power, it was listed as a forbidden formation, but now it is life and death. There is not so much emphasis on the battle, and it is not a good thing to just look at the other party's sinister eyes.

The reason why she chose the white-robed fairy first was because the other party's eyes were clear and his aura was not complicated, so after the other party gave up, she withdrew her hand and did not put him to death. But he will not show mercy.

Sure enough, Jian Jian's chaotic formation made the middle-aged male fairy frown badly, especially since she was still disturbing his formation, it could be said that it was a hammer here and there, and he didn't see the clue for a while.

"Get up!"

The middle-aged man rushed to fight ahead of Jian Jian, and a thick black fog enveloped the entire arena for a while.

"Get up!"

One step behind was Simple Voice, who was directly wrapped in cotton candy and disappeared into the black mist.

The few people under the ring saw a loneliness, and their spiritual sense could not penetrate the black mist, so they could only rely on their hearing to find out the result of the fight between the two.

They could still hear the sound of "crash" and "crash", but they didn't know whose array was broken.

In the black mist, the marshmallow was wrapped in simple clothes, wandering in the gaps between the formation disks for a moment, and it was inevitable that the opened formation disks would not be able to enclose their owner.

On the other side, the middle-aged man took out a black thunderstorm ball and threw it at the flashing black shadow. Don't think he didn't see it because he was covered in black mist. There was a sinister smile on the man's lips.

In the next moment, before the thunderstorm ball the size of a pigeon egg hit the target, it circled in the air and came back again. The middle-aged man was startled, and while dodging sideways, he swung his backhand, trying to knock the thunderstorm away. The ball is thrown again.

It's a pity that the thunderstorm ball fell directly on the ground and hit a formation plate. The thunderstorm ball finally exploded. When the middle-aged man teleported away, the force of the explosion returned to the cage again, making only a muffled sound.

Then the middle-aged man realized that something was wrong, and then the explosion sounded around him, and multiple forces intersected, causing the defensive pendant hanging on his waist to shatter directly.

The middle-aged male immortal felt that his own immortal energy was rapidly passing away, and he immediately swallowed the elixir, but it was useless at all, the freshly filled immortal energy was taken away in an instant.

What made him panic even more was that his own vitality was also passing away, and then the essence and blood, everything was passing away slowly, neither fast nor slow, but he couldn't go against it, which made him fearful and immediately touched the reserve. The object ring, and his consciousness can still be used. He fought hard and detonated all the arrays he had accumulated at the same time, just to break the opponent's formation violently.

There was a loud "boom", the movement was too loud, and it attracted the attention of people around, and the four people under the ring subconsciously took a few steps back, and then saw that the whole ring was shaking, and the next moment there was a "crash", The protective mask shattered, and a scorched black figure was thrown out of the ring. Everyone looked closely and found out who the middle-aged monk in the gray robe was.

Looking back, the thick black fog on the ring had dissipated, and I saw a female fairy in a purple robe, waving her sleeves to blow away the black fog around her, and at the same time recovering the formation disk with her other hand, the corners of everyone's mouths twitched. .

"Because both sides destroyed the ring and shattered the shield, this battle is a draw!"

That voice full of malice rang out again, and everyone knew who it was aimed at, and the hand that simply took back the array plate paused, it really beeped the dog.

Turning her head briefly, looking at the scorched middle-aged fairy, she wished she could kick him up and crush him into flying ash, which actually made her a draw.

(End of this chapter)