I am farming in the fairyland

Chapter 219 Missed?I can do it too
Everyone's attention was focused on the disciples of the Shendao Sect and Misty Sect competing in the arena. Zhu Xun's extremely salivating expression, except for the white-browed elder Wang Lin of the Shendao Sect, no one noticed him.

Wang Lin took two steps closer to him, with the tip of his tongue pressed against his teeth, and he spat out vague words.

"You restrain me a bit."

There was only one sentence, but Zhu Xun felt that something hit his heart and made a dull sound.

"I……"

Zhu Xun lowered his head and covered his eyes.

"Ok?"

Wang Lin put his big hands behind his back, his eyes were calm, his squinting eyes swept across, unconsciously adding a bit of deterrence to him.

A coldness flashed across his eyes, and he thought in his heart: Zhu Xun is so restless, should he...

That's all, and it's still useful, let's talk about it later.

……

Liu Yixiang glanced over the other three arenas, with an irritable look on her face.

She had blocked her nose for that strong smell, so she didn't know why she could still smell it now.

Is this disgusting smell really a smell?

If it was a smell, why she could still smell it even though she blocked her nose with spiritual energy.

The girl couldn't figure it out, even if she thought about it, she couldn't figure out why.

In the past, Liu Yixiang would subconsciously ask the system about something she didn't understand, and use the treasures provided by the system to explore the bag.

But now she has been able to restrain her subconscious movements very well, free herself from that sense of dependence, and likes to think about everything by herself to see if she can find a solution.

The gradually fierce battle brought her back to her senses. She suppressed her aversion to the smell and watched intently the battle between the brothers and sisters of the same sect and the disciples of the Shinto sect on the ring stage in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

Not long after, Liu Yixiang roughly understood the tricks of the Shinto sect.

——No matter whether the Shinto monks are metal, wood, water, fire, earth, or what kind of spiritual root they have, their fighting methods are basically the same.

Obviously, the cultivation level of the monks of the Shinto sect is not the same as that of this sect, it is slightly lower than it.

Even Liu Yixiang, a monk without much knowledge, can feel that their cultivation base is a little superficial and very watery.

However, those who cultivated in vain did not include the monks in the late foundation establishment stage, only the Qi refining stage, the early foundation establishment stage and the mid foundation establishment stage.

Maybe the Shinto sect needs the combined combat power of two middle-stage foundation-establishment monks to be able to match the cultivation base of a monk from the Misty sect.

In this first round of competition, the remaining sects are trying to figure out the combat power of the two sects, studying the moves they have used in the competition, and when it is their turn, they can learn more about them.

Zhou Huan seemed to glance at Zhu Xun inadvertently, with doubts in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

What happened to the Shinto sect this year?In the past, the cultivation base of the monks of their sects was weak, but the other six major sects still had a bottom line in their hearts.

But no matter how much water there is, no matter how bad it is, it can't be like this?The cultivation base is too vain, as if it was forcibly piled up with something.

The head of the Promise Sect and Mo Xue looked at each other, with a confused look in their eyes. Zhu Xun's vision is really only this big?

Gang Qing was stunned for a while, and then smiled coldly, Zhu Xun's actions, the backbone of the sect is so unbearable, it is really self-destructive, and in the end it is not himself who suffers.

For the sake of the secret realm, so what if the cultivation level of the disciple is forcibly raised?Their future path of comprehension may stagnate at this stage forever.

If in the past, out of kindness, he might have mentioned a few words, but now Gangqing can't be so magnanimous.

Zhu Xun's yin and yang monster spoke to attack Misty Sect without moving, Bing Qing was naturally not happy.Besides, the head of the Shendao sect and the elder Huashen didn't make a sound, so why is he messing around here.

Mo Xue was shocked by Zhu Xun before, but now seeing such a scene, she walked slowly to Zhu Xun's side.

Looking straight ahead, "Don't lose too badly later, huh?"

Zhu Xun covered up the darkness in his eyes, paced back and forth, and then said calmly: "I'm really sorry, it may not be my Shinto sect who lost ugly."

Mo Xue snorted coldly, "Just wait and see, Xuantianzong will not show mercy."

After stabbing each other a few words, the two broke up unhappy.

……

Liu Yixiang glanced at the other three arena competitions, the Shendao sect was almost in a state of being suppressed by the Misty sect.

She has a bad sense of the Shinto sect, especially the head of the Shinto sect, not to mention the inexplicable smell on them.

Seeing the appearance of the Shinto sect monk being beaten by fellow monks, the girl felt extremely comfortable in her heart, a little eager to try, wishing that it would be her turn to play immediately, and beat them all bruised and swollen, not like being unable to get out of bed for three to five months.

The order of the competition was arranged randomly, Liu Yixiang was in the middle position, and it wasn't her turn for a while, so he turned his attention to the stage at the early stage of foundation establishment.

The ring was some distance away from her, and with her eyesight, she could clearly see the scene on the ring.

The elders who were selected by the seven major sects for evaluation were all in the same direction at this time, "In the late stage of foundation establishment, Misty Sect wins and gets one point."

Not long after, voices of Misty Sect gaining one point came out one after another from the assessing elders.

But not all the Misty Sect won the competition. The monks of the Shinto Sect also won, but half of them were in the late foundation establishment stage, and all the other three stages lost.

Gradually, Liu Yixiang noticed something was wrong.

She quickly set her sights on the arena in the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

At this time, the competition in the arena was in full swing.

The senior sister she didn't know was evading the attack of the Shinto sect monk sideways. The trajectory of the Shinto sect monk's attack was very close to the edge of the ring, and a flash of light suddenly appeared in her mind.

Why bother, she just needs to kick someone off the ring, and she will win the round.

Because the seven major sects have set the rules, the competition will end as soon as the test is completed, and you can't kill them all. As long as you fall off the ring, you will lose, so no one fights with sharp spiritual weapons.

Liu Yixiang could hear from the cheering voices of some disciples of Misty Sect that this senior sister played one against two, and after the first match, there was still aura in her dantian, so she gritted her teeth and insisted, intending to spend more money for her fellow disciples who will compete on stage in the future The opponent's aura.

She narrowly won the last round. After the victory, she didn't have time to recover. When the guardian monks of the Shinto sect changed, she would continue to challenge.

Winning the next game was already a struggle, and it was inevitable that he was a little weak at this time, and his movements were slow for a moment. The Shinto cultivator seized the opportunity in an instant, clawed his hands, and attacked the female nun's chest.

Looking at that posture, it seems that she wants to crush her little steamed bun.

The female cultivator of the Misty Sect was so ashamed and indignant that the murderous intent in her eyes almost solidified, and she stabbed at the cultivator of the Shinto Sect.

The only spiritual energy left in the dantian was spinning rapidly, and he dodged to avoid his salty pig's hand.

The female cultivator thought it over carefully, knowing that the aura in her dantian was not enough to support her to win this competition, and her desire to consume his aura had been achieved, there was no need to get herself into a state of serious injury, it would be better to jump off the ring and admit defeat.

Just as he was about to make a move, he was hit on the back of the heart by a huge palm that didn't look like a human being. The fishy sweetness rushed to his throat in an instant, and his body fell straight down the ring.

"Straight!"

Gang Qing kept his mind divided, paying attention to the situation on the four rings, his spiritual sense sensed that the actions of his disciples were originally planning to jump off the ring and admit defeat.

But he didn't expect the cultivator of the Shinto sect to resort to such a despicable method, and the powerful aura contained in his voice pressed down on the cultivator on the ring.

Since they regard the rules as nothing, don't blame him, a Nascent Soul cultivator, for standing up for his disciples regardless of face.

"Humph!"

Wang Lin sneered all over his face, blocking the aura pressure for the monks on the ring.

The most important thing now is how the Misty Sect disciples are doing, Gang Qingyin lowered the sharpness in his eyes.The spiritual energy left the body and turned into a soft ray of light, catching the disciple's falling body.

"Cough...thank you, Sect Leader."

She naturally noticed that there was a powerful spiritual pressure coming in this direction, but it was not aimed at her.

My heart was wrapped in a warm emotion, as if the sharp pain in my heart had melted a lot.

Ting Qing was afraid that she would affect the wound, so he quickly stopped her, "Don't talk."

Afterwards, he took out a blood-red pill from the storage bag, melted it with spiritual energy, and asked her to drink it.

At the same time, he also used spiritual energy to repair her back injury.

……

"Zhu Xun, what do you mean!"

Cong Jing didn't hide her murderous intent at all, and looked straight at Zhu Xun.

"Zhu Xun, you Shinto sect must give an explanation!"

"Knowing that the spirit-devouring beasts appear frequently and the Yuan Realm is in chaos, everyone has agreed a long time ago not to kill you. What are the intentions of your disciples!"

……

The other sects spoke angrily, with different thoughts.

This is the rule that was set up from the very beginning, if a monk of the Shinto sect dared to do this, if he said that there was no sign from Zhu Xun, who would believe it?

If he is not allowed to give an explanation, will the monks of his Shinto sect seriously injure the monks under him in the next competition? !

After entering the secret realm, there will be many fights, but they are done in secret, and no one can know which sect is responsible for it. What if it is the organs in the secret realm?

This is different, it has already been decided that no one should be seriously injured during the competition.

They were not blind, they had already noticed that the spiritual energy of the Misty Sect cultivator was not much left, and he wanted to jump off the ring.Fortunately, the Shinto cultivator directly summoned the contracted spirit beast to attack the female cultivator.

They wouldn't be so angry if she was only slightly injured.

Just because his contracted beast is an Earth Splitter in the late stage of foundation establishment, if the Earth Splitter doesn't make a move, its physical strength can reach three thousand catties!
It is impossible for the female cultivator of the Misty Sect to withstand this attack. From their point of view, her back may have been crushed by the Earth Splitter.

The other six sects will fight against the enemy, and they are really worried that the Shinto sect will also use such vicious methods against their own monks.

The Shinto sect monks in the arena didn't notice this farce at all, and their minds were all on the contracted spirit beast.

There was a bloodthirsty smile on his lips, and he stroked the Earth Splitter's head appreciatively.

It's just that the Earth Splitter stood there blankly, without any memory of his actions, as if he had lost his sanity, and could only obey his orders.

……

Zhu Xun covered the smile between his brows, and spread his hands helplessly, "Zhao San must have missed it for a while, right? I really can't blame him, if you want to blame, I can only blame you Misty Sect disciples for not telling me in advance. Come out and admit defeat."

After Qing Qing calmed down the female cultivator's injury, he immediately laughed angrily when he heard Zhu Xun's words, "What a miss."

The competitions on the other three arenas were over long ago, and the cultivator standing on the arena at this time is a member of the Misty Sect.

Next, the Shinto sect should have replaced the guardian monk before continuing the battle.Because of this change, their substitutions stopped temporarily.

Cong Jing chuckled, and an attack rushed towards Zhu Xun.

Zhu Xun sensed the attack, and tried to dodge it with his spiritual energy, but he couldn't dodge it. Somehow his body was fixed in place and he couldn't move a bit.

If he can't dodge this attack, he will die.

Zhu Xun's pupils shrank suddenly, and a silver light shone in his eyes, and he couldn't help but want to use that will.

Wang Lin noticed his strange movement, and stomped his feet immediately, and an invisible wave of air spread from the soles of Zhu Xun's feet, offsetting the attack for him.

He controlled the air wave very well, only enveloping Zhu Xun, without overflowing.

He never wanted to experience that feeling of being locked in by death again.

In the face of death, he almost used the secret technique just now, and Zhu Xun's back was soaked in cold sweat. He knew what the consequences would be if he used the secret technique in advance, and he still felt lingering fear after being rescued by the elders in the sect.

"Fellow Daoist is too lacking in style."

Wang Lin said with a cold face.

Cong Jing chuckled, "Oh? I'm really sorry, I just missed it for a while."

A trace of resentment flashed in Zhu Xun's deep eyes, what a sudden miss!It was just rhetoric, and he clearly wanted to kill him, and he clearly felt the killing intent just now.

"Besides, your Shinto sect master didn't suffer any injuries, did you? Our Misty Sect disciples were beaten to death by you."

He controlled the air wave very well, only enveloping Zhu Xun, without overflowing.

He never wanted to experience that feeling of being locked in by death again.In the face of death, he almost used the secret technique just now, Zhu Xun's back was soaked in cold sweat, knowing what the consequences would be if he used the secret technique in advance, he was very worried.

"Fellow Daoist is too lacking in style."

Wang Lin said with a cold face.

Cong Jing chuckled, "Oh? I'm really sorry, I just missed it for a while."

Zhu Xun was very resentful, what a sudden miss!He obviously wanted to kill him, and he clearly felt the killing intent.

"Your head of the Shinto Sect didn't suffer any injuries, did you? Our Misty Sect disciples were beaten to death by you. Have you thought about how to compensate?"

Zhu Xun wanted to say something, but was stopped by Wang Lin.

"Our Shinto Sect is wrong about this matter, and your Misty Sect has nothing to lose, right?"

"You...you don't have any loss?!"

Ganqing flicked his long sleeves, "Okay! It's really good!"

Now even the other sects felt that Shendaozong's move was too much.

Hand Qing turned to look at the disciples of Misty Sect, "Missed for a while, did you hear me?"

He put a lot of emphasis on the word "miss".

The Misty Sect disciples were immediately blessed and understood the meaning of the sect master.

Dai Qianyu's expression turned cold, and he exchanged the order with the monks who will compete next, and whispered something to the fellow monks.

Liu Yixiang's eyes are getting darker, did she miss it?She will too.

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(End of this chapter)