Fast time travel: The heroine and the female supporting role hold the script of the villain

Chapter 166 I, Rich, Immortal Cultivator! (52)

"Are you satisfied?" Wang Xiangxian's face became paler and paler, and his scarlet eyes were shocking. It was obvious that there was not much emotion on his face at this time, but it was like a cold snake, The pupils were in the shape of vertical stripes, which made the surrounding audience feel cold.

"You and I can be called old acquaintances. Brother Wang is really outrageous. Since you have such a good skill, why didn't you use it earlier? Is this looking down on me?" Compared to the shock of everyone in the audience, Haiyao seemed much calmer, as if the coercion pervading the surroundings did not exist, she still had a smile on her face.

"It's just...you seem to scare everyone." She glanced around lightly, then retracted her gaze and raised her eyebrows, her tone somewhat gloating.

Xu Shi's spiritual power that was still rising in his body gave the male cultivator plenty of confidence. Being ridiculed by her like this, the other party didn't get angry. Wu Qiu, I don't quite understand why you are like a mad dog and keep biting me. But these are not important now, today you will definitely die."

Hearing this, Haiyao lazily raised her hands and picked her ears, with a disdainful look on her face: "Wow, it's very windy outside right now, aren't you afraid of sticking your tongue when you say something like that?"

"Since ancient times, demon cultivators have been like rats crossing the street in the mainland of Kyushu, not to mention that this is a sect grand contest, and there will naturally be people who will take care of you later." After speaking, she turned her head and glanced at the high platform proudly. Above, what I want to express is self-evident.

"Heh... Even if the soul is destroyed, you will be accompanied by Junior Sister Zhao!" Wang Xiangxian's voice became more and more icy cold, and as he spoke, the fog billowing behind him finally became solidified, with the The power and influence are even more frightening.

"Sacrifice with the soul of my believer, destroy!"

Roar!
A manic roar sounded without warning, and the black figure behind the man moved immediately, and the big hand formed by the condensation of black mist stretched out, and spread straight towards Haiyao's direction very quickly!
The audience not far away didn't even have time to exclaim when they saw this, because the room was leaking and it was raining overnight, the precarious formation around the ring suddenly shattered, and some scattered black mist that made hairs stand on end were caught off guard. overflowed.

People are always afraid of the unknown, and they don't care about what is going on in the arena at this moment. Many monks flew back one after another trying to avoid being covered by the black mist. Among the hustle and bustle, there was only one figure rushing in the opposite direction anxiously. .

It's a pity that before this figure rushed far, it was stopped by Lu Zhuxuan, and together with the other disciples of Jiuxiao Sect, they half-forced him away from the danger zone.

"Junior Sister Zhao...!" Ma Yuanshan kept struggling, her eyes fixed on the ring that had been completely swallowed by the black mist.It's a pity that she is not as strong as Lu Zhuxuan after all, after struggling for a long time to no avail, she can only temporarily calm down.

Seeing that she no longer wanted to risk herself, Lu Zhuxuan also let out a long sigh of relief, and immediately raised her eyes to look at the high platform.It was still quiet there, as if nothing had happened, there were no figures of the sect bosses, which was a bit too unusual.

The key is in the current situation, even if all the disciples of the Jindan Stage and Nascent Soul Stage rush forward, there may not be any results, they will just die.

"Then what should we do now? Do we have to send someone to find Elder Hongxi? Can we just wait helplessly?" Ma Yuanshan turned around anxiously, her eyes blushing.

Lu Zhuxuan was also very sad, but the relationship between her and Haiyao was mediocre, so compared to the other party, she still had a sliver of reason, so she shook her head resolutely: "It's more dangerous to keep the top of the high platform than the side of the ring. .”

"Senior Sister Ma, I know that you and Junior Sister Zhao are very close. I believe that your reckless risk of life is not what Junior Sister Zhao expects to see." She was keenly aware of Ma Yuanshan's emotional discomfort, Hastily tried to comfort her with earnest words: "Besides, we should have confidence in Junior Sister Zhao."

Seeing that the female cultivator's eyes lighted up a little, Lu Zhuxuan continued her efforts: "Junior Sister Zhao has always known what Wang Xiangxian is. She is so smart, how can she not have other preparations?"

After what she said, Ma Yuanshan also felt reasonable. After all, behind Haiyao, there are Heshantangs all over the mainland and Fatty Wang, a money-making expert. Maybe things will really turn around?

For so many years, I have only seen others suffer under the hands of my junior sister.

With a little peace of mind, Ma Yuanshan pursed her lips, subconsciously clenched her hands hanging by her sides, and stared intently at the ring.

Almost at the same time, other monks around also encouraged to solve the black fog floating in the nearby air, but after everyone's sight was restored to the original clarity again, no one dared to speak out like before.

The overflowing black mist alone is so difficult to deal with, and that tall black shadow has no idea how domineering it is. At this time, naturally no one wants to be the first bird.

For a moment, the only silence left on the high peak was the sigh of the mountain wind whistling past, and the indistinct screams and roars from the depths of the turbulent black mist.

Suddenly, the dense fog on the arena began to roll violently, and the powerful energy released by it forced the disciples of the major sects who had retreated hundreds of meters away to retreat again, for fear that if they were not careful, they would be affected. And then become short of arms and legs.

Ow!Roar!
The voices in the black mist became more and more shrill, and even unclear and distorted faces kept flashing outside the black mist, looking weird and terrifying.

"Could it be..." In the abnormal silence, a disciple of Jiuxiao Sect finally swallowed his saliva and opened his mouth tentatively: "The magic power is really as powerful as it is recorded in the book, and that sect traitor Using the secret method, it seems that the cultivation level has briefly broken through the barrier, and half of one foot has stepped into the distraction stage. Junior sister Zhao is just a nascent soul, and when the black mist dissipates, she will be completely fascinated..."

"Don't say a few words!" Lu Zhuxuan stared, forcing her to swallow the rest of her unspoken words.

But what should be said and what should not be said have been said almost. This remark has aroused the nods of approval from other sect monks. Many people have a deep sense of regret on their faces. Obviously no one thinks that Haiyao was able to bridge such a gap in strength.

puff!
At this time, a sound that could not have been softer, like a balloon leaking, suddenly rang in everyone's ears, causing them to look over suspiciously.

I saw that the originally dark fog began to bulge and shrink continuously, and in the next second, a figure shot out from the fog, flew directly down the ring, and smashed heavily towards a huge rock not far away.

boom!
With a loud noise, it was smoke and dust rising into the sky, and the figure fell together with the shattered stones, and was buried tightly, making it difficult for people to see the true face.

"What's new about the secret technique?"

The clear and melodious female voice called everyone's minds back to the ring, and they saw Haiyao floating in the air with a pale golden radiance all over her body. figure!

Huh? !

Can such a heaven-defying secret technique be readily available?The onlookers thought it was unreasonable at first, but after thinking about it carefully, they were speechless.

People who sprinkle high-level spells like waste paper are not surprised if they do anything.

All I can say is, it's so cool!
It's fucking cool to be rich.

(End of this chapter)