Bai Yueguang's stand-in cries all over the realm of comprehension

He is even more devout on his knees than anyone else.

Shen Lancheng pushed open the half-hidden door of his residence, and saw Jian Yuquan raised his hand to swear under the white mist that filled the room——

"The way of heaven is above, I, Jian Yuquan, would like to wear..."

He probably wanted to swear with his own sword, but he couldn't bear to part with it halfway through.

He quickly changed his words halfway, as long as he changed his words quickly enough, Tiandao would not be able to detect it.

"—I would like not to meet Yun Qing for three months in exchange for Ji Yue Jianzong not to meet Taixuan Jianzong on the competition stage of the sect competition."

"If you break your oath, you will be struck by lightning!"

Jian Yuquan really didn't want to be beaten by Jiang Yanlu again.

He also didn't want to become rivals with Yun Qing.

So this is the best option.

Sure enough, his oath was effective!

On the second day of the sect competition, the number plate was drawn, and the one who competed with them on the same stage as the Jiyue Jianzong was another inconspicuous little sect.

From the start of the competition in the realm of comprehension to the present, Jian Yuquan seldom showed a comfortable smile.

He was just about to leave Dongyi Peak when he turned his head and saw the team of Taixuan Sword Sect who had just rushed over from Dongshi Peak.

Jian Yuquan saw Yun Qing walking in the front at a glance.

He was overjoyed and completely forgot about everything.

He ran towards Yun Qing and greeted Yun Qing: "Yun Qing!"

The moment the two looked at each other.

There was a loud bang in the cloudless sky.

Then a silver-purple sky thunder split the sky, and with a click, it landed on the top of Jian Yuquan's head in an instant.

Jian Yuquan's foot hadn't landed yet, and the smile was still on his face.

He was struck by the thunder above his head, scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, like black charcoal.

He froze in place, his eyes widened.

A mouthful of smoke came out of his mouth.

With a bang, it hit the ground.

The audience was shocked.

All eyes were on Jian Yuquan.

"Could it be that this person was condemned by God for doing something bad?"

Jiang Yanlu also looked at Jian Yuquan in surprise.

Cheng Xinglan clicked his tongue lightly, and couldn't help but praise: "What a thunder!"

It would be even better if he could hack senior brother!
……

The sect competition kicked off in an orderly manner.

There is only one competition platform in the Zongmen competition, which is at Dongyi Peak.

This is the biggest competition platform in the cultivation world.

The suzerains of the four major sects, who had not been seen much, finally appeared in the field of vision of everyone, and together with a group of monks, they watched the competition of the sects on the spot.

Elder Yin Zheng's luck and Jiang Yanlu's are two extremes.

There are a total of [-] sects participating in the sect competition, big and small.

Elder Yin Zheng drew a number card and got "[-]", which is the last group of sects in the sect competition.

The disciples of Taixuan Sword Sect were indifferent.

On days when there was no competition, they followed Jiang Yanlu to practice under the hibiscus tree.

There are a few fellow students who were stuck on the edge of breaking through. In the past few days, under the leadership of Jiang Yanlu's crazy introversion, they have broken through their cultivation bases, and they have jumped from the foundation-building state to the golden core state.

Elder Yin Zheng was so happy that he could not close his mouth from ear to ear, and hurriedly went to the steward of Kunlun Palace to modify the cultivation level of the participating disciples.

One joy, one worry.

When the disciples of the Hehuan Sect learned that their sect was fighting against the Taixuan Sword Sect, no smile appeared on their faces.

In order to alleviate the anxiety in their hearts, they randomly arrested people and poured out their hearts——

"Who knows? Let's just compete with Taixuan Jianzong on the same stage, and we have to wait until the last match. What's the difference between this and Ling Chi's execution?"

"I feel like there is a sword of Taixuan Jianzong hanging above my head right now, and my nerves are tense all the time, like sitting on pins and needles, like a thorn in my back! To be honest, I can't lift my spirits even with the double cultivation with others recently."

Single passerby: "..."

There was no need to say the last sentence.

The disciples of the Hehuan Sect are doing badly everywhere, but the sect master is full of fighting power.

As a big old fan of Taixuan Sword Sect, he is very much looking forward to the disciples of his sect fighting against the disciples of Taixuan Sword Sect on the competition stage.

He even made a set of combat plans specifically for Taixuan Jianzong, and held a seminar with the 35 participating disciples in two or three days.

the other side.

Jiang Yanlu also began to think of a solution to Hehuanzong's strength in illusion.

But here is the problem.

She can't do illusions.

Even if he could learn a little bit of illusion in a short time, he would not dare to use it indiscriminately for his fellow students.

Just when Jiang Yanlu was at a loss, the Juanwang system went online for sale.

The cold mechanical female voice sounded in Jiang Yan's sea of ​​deer consciousness.

[Hosts can purchase illusion beads from our system mall. 】

Jiang Yanlu: "Illusion Orb?"

[Yes, illusion beads can randomly create and project various illusions, and build a small illusion trial site on the spot, and the user has the right to control everything. 】

Jiang Yanlu's eyes lit up.

Magic beads are a good thing!

Her spiritual consciousness quickly entered the system mall in the sea of ​​consciousness.

He found the illusion bead that the system said was the same size as a lychee, and bought it for one aura coin.

According to the [product introduction] of the illusion beads, it took another two hours to build dozens of illusion copies.

Jiang Yanlu put away the illusion beads, and excitedly found the experimental product No. [-] - Cheng Xinglan.

"Junior brother, let me play a game with you!"

Cheng Xinglan also followed silly: "What game?"

Jiang Yanlu spread out the illusion beads in his hand, injected spiritual energy, and the shining orange light instantly enveloped Cheng Xinglan's body.

She took a step back, bent her lips and said with a smile: "The first copy of the secret realm of illusion, the ghost town that disappeared."

The Hehuan Sect majors in illusion, and the disciples of the sect are superb in illusion.

The monks who face the disciples of the Acacia Sect will often fall into and immerse themselves in the illusion of the Acacia Sect during the fierce battle, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion, and then under the guidance of the disciples of the Acacia Sect step by step, go to the competition stage edge walk.

The last foot stepped on the air and fell off the test platform.

This is all the information about the Hehuan Sect that she got from Elder Yin Zheng.

The Zongmen Competition won four out of seven rounds. Each Zongmen sent a total of seven teams with five members in each team, and participating disciples could not play repeatedly.

So in order to ensure that he can beat the Hehuan Sect.

All the fellow sects participating in the sect competition this time have to undergo additional illusion desensitization training in addition to their cultivation.

Until they can see through any illusion in an instant no matter what illusion they encounter, and then break free from the illusion, and catch each other by surprise!
The words were divided into two parts. As soon as Jiang Yanlu finished speaking, the scene in front of Cheng Xinglan suddenly changed.

He stood alone in the cold and dilapidated ancient city.

The streets were deserted.

Cheng Xinglan heard a familiar faint voice.

"Senior brother."

"Senior brother."

This is Jiang Yanlu's voice!

The moment Cheng Xinglan turned his head, he was caught off guard by a bluish-white face with popped eyeballs, blood dripping down the eye sockets, and Ah Piao's tongue hanging down to his chin.

That face was only a finger away from Cheng Xinglan, it fell from the sky, and hung upside down in front of him.

His blood-stained long hair fell wetly around his neck.

"what--!"

Cheng Xinglan screamed violently, his voice was earth-shattering.

His hairs stood on end for a moment, and he ran away, bumping his head against the wall in front of him, and bounced to the ground again.

This A Piao face was made out of Jiang Yanlu's face.

Float over again.

"Brother, why are you running?"

While speaking, she missed both eye sockets, and the eyeballs fell on Cheng Xinglan's face.

Cheng Xinglan couldn't stand the stimulation any longer, rolled his eyes, and fainted from fright.