Billion Times Return: Send Out The Waste Pill And Return As Holy Pill!

As soon as he heard that the mask was taken off, Huang Jiulong's whole body trembled, his limbs trembled.

Lin Wudi's voice was actually not too loud, because the distance was too far, he subconsciously increased his voice, but the increased voice fell in Huang Jiulong's ears, and it was like a thunderclap in an instant, making his whole brain tremble. Buzzing, as if everything has been seen through by the Sect Leader.

The face is even more terrified, panic and fear.

"What can I do..." The corner of his mouth twitched fiercely, and he gasped!

Once the mask is taken off, this panicked face will be exposed in full view!

"Hey, that's right!" He suddenly felt a movement in his heart, remembering that he still had more than a dozen Zhuyan Pills in his storage ring, which were left by Fairy Yunhua, which can make the cultivator stay in the face. In the current situation, it should be able to Use it to restore your panicked expression to its original state!

His face should no longer be flushed!

Just do it, he put one hand on his face, making a gesture of taking off the mask, and with the other hand, he directly grabbed a large handful of Zhuyan Dan, stuck it to his mouth, and then used the hand just now to block it so that no one would find out. , Then with lightning speed, he uncovered the corner of the mask, and ate Zhuyan Pill.

"Buzz!"

There was a muffled sound in the body, and the rolling medicinal power of Zhuyan Pill quickly flowed into the limbs and bones, and began to take effect.

Soon, he felt that his face was no longer hot, and the expression of panic was relieved, and the whole face gradually returned to its normal appearance.

"That's right." Huang Jiulong smiled.

Then he took off the mask with confidence.

It's just... the moment he took off the mask, he suddenly felt that his face seemed to be unconscious. When his fingers touched it, he felt nothing at all. Whether it was nerves, muscles, or cells on his face, he lost all feeling. .

The voice of Fairy Yunhua suddenly came from the storage ring: "You have taken too much Zhuyan Pill, which caused the death of cells on your face, stiff muscles, and became a facial paralysis."

ah?

Huang Jiulong was taken aback.

But at The next moment, he was overjoyed!

Facial paralysis is good, facial paralysis is good! The expression will never change, this horse is so cool!

Seeing Xiao Huang take off his mask, Lin Wudi nodded, then swept his eyes across the audience, and said, "The contest starts, who will be the first on stage?"

Immediately, a sonorous and powerful voice sounded.

"I!"

There was a bang, the void exploded, and a terrifying coercion descended, covering the entire Martial Sage altar in an instant. The huge Martial Sage altar was instantly shaken, as if it was in the midst of a tsunami. Shocked, he said in amazement: "Holy!"

The audience felt a ray of holy fluctuations.

As deep as the sea.

As majestic as an abyss.

The mighty and powerful impact came, like a tsunami erupting with billions of feet, and the turbulent waves crashed on the shore, shaking the Martial Sage Altar to the point of collapse!

I saw a stalwart figure flying up to the Martial Sage altar, carrying a huge sword box on his back, just by looking at its appearance, you can tell that it is extremely heavy, and the Divine Sense sweeps it like a mud cow into the sea, weighing hundreds of millions of catties!

"It's Big Brother!"

"It's Big Brother Xuanyuan...!"

"He's on the stage!" Countless Sword Immortals and Huasheng Quasi-Sages looked at him in astonishment. Since the elder brother returned from the end of the boundary sea, he hadn't made a move in millions of years. The blood in the body is surging!

"Senior Brother Huang, no, I should call you Huang Fellow Daoist," Xuanyuan Xiaotian cast his eyes on Huang Jiulong, looked at him, and said with cupped hands, "I really want to discuss with you, maybe you were doing it yesterday The final consolidation, so I gave up, and today I can finally fight against you, you know, my blood is already boiling before the battle!"

In the entire Sect, there is no disciple who can fight against Xuanyuan Xiaotian, only the peak master level and above can still suppress, and the peak masters are all Saints, he is only a quasi-sage, so many peak masters try to avoid fighting with him, because they won There is no glory on the face.

And if you lose, it will be even more disgraceful.

Under such circumstances, Xuanyuan Xiaotian was extremely lonely for a long time.

He has traveled all over the world, looking for extremely tyrannical people to compete with each other, but after tens of thousands of years, there are very few people who can fight him, and only some seniors at the hermit level can still suppress him.

lonely.

Lonely as snow.

I really want to find someone to compete with.

And today.

Finally got it.

"coming!"

"Senior Brother Xuanyuan is going to fight against Peerless Tianjiao!"

"What I'm looking forward to the most is the battle between senior brother Xuanyuan and this peerless genius. I thought they would make their debut at the end, but I never expected that it would be such a decisive battle at the beginning of the competition. Hahaha, cool! Have fun!" Countless people burst into tears of joy and laughter, and their hearts were surging and excited!

Huang Jiulong was sweating profusely, and his heart was beating violently and twitching non-stop, as if hit by a car.

However, due to facial paralysis, his expression remained unchanged, and he looked as if Mount Tai collapsed in front of his eyes without changing his face.

He took a sip of the tea on the side, suppressed the beating of his heart, and said with a faint smile: "Once a strong man of our level fights, won't the other people's hearts be injured on the spot, and they have no intention of fighting again? Let’s leave the opportunity to the many brothers and sisters first.”

puff~

Ye Qingyao couldn't help but laughed directly.

This person really pretended to be like that, and his cultivation base was clearly low, but facing a dazzling person like Xuanyuan Xiaotian, his face remained unchanged, his demeanor was calm, like an expert outside the world.

I have to say that this acting skill is superb.

Here, Su Changge also smiled.

You can really pretend, let's see if you can still pretend later.

On the Martial Sage altar.

Xuanyuan Xiaotian thought for a while, and was about to speak, when an old voice suddenly came from above the sky.

"Yes, this competition is not just a competition, but also a test of everyone's cultivation results. If you two heavyweights start fighting, the aftermath of the battle alone will be enough to make others' hearts unstable. Go down and rest for a while, let others compare first."

As soon as the voice came out, many disciples looked at each other in blank dismay.

"This... Listen to the voice, isn't this the old man in the Sutra Pavilion?"

"Shh, f*ck, you still call me an old man? Would it be an ordinary person who can say that?"

"Ahem!" Lin Wudi coughed, and said, "Nonsense! That's Mr. Xu! It's time to tell everyone that he is not just a janitor, he is a living fossil of our Sect, who lived 30 million years ago. The ancient Great Saint!"

"what!"

"Prime Ancient Great Saint?"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar, and countless people were shocked. They had long heard that there was a Great Saint in the Canglan Realm in the ancient times. If you can't stop, a face-to-face will explode into blood mist!

And the person turned out to be the bad old man who guards the gate!

"Hiss! You still look at the gate...!" Many people were shocked and hurriedly shut up.

At the same time, I also cheered from the bottom of my heart. I didn't expect Sect to be so terrifying. No wonder a mere handyman walked out, and even the Sacred Land forces greeted him with a smile!

background.

The background is too strong.

The forces in the Canglan Realm are divided.

Small forces, the day after tomorrow to the hole.

Great power, the day after tomorrow to Martial Ancestor.

A huge force, the day after tomorrow to ascend.

Sacred Land level, the day after tomorrow to Huasheng.

Hidden super forces, the day after tomorrow to the Great Saint.

Extra-large hidden forces, hidden from the world, hidden deep, no one has encountered it, such as the Nuwa holy site, the tomb of the ancient tomb of the undead...

Within three breaths, everyone understood what happened to Mr. Xu, and their hearts surged and they cheered for joy, and the scene was filled with thunderous cheers!

Lin Wudi waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright, who will be on stage first?"

All of a sudden, there was no sound in the field.

Needle drop can be heard.

No one dared to be the first on stage.

Many people looked at the millions of Sword Immortals not far away, as well as many saint-level and quasi-holy-level powerhouses, and they had no intention of competing. With so many powerhouses, they are not even a speck of dust. , is it better than an egg?

More people looked at Huang Jiulong, my mother, this peerless genius is really Saint-level, he can be a peak master, how many of them don't have a broken heart? What's more, go home and find your mother!

"I abstain!"

Suddenly a voice came.

Everyone looked around, only to see that it was an Outer Sect disciple, and the Cultivation Base was wandering up and down the Deva realm.

"Sect Leader, don't talk about those sword fairies, I can't beat just the inner discipline, so I abstain!"

The words fell.

Another person from the Outer Sect stood up, glanced around and said, "I also abstain!"

"I give up too!"

"And I!"

"There are so many sword celestial beings, quasi-sages, and even real Saints. We Outer Sects are still playing a fart, just get a participation award!"

"That's right, let's watch the play first, and then receive the participation award after watching it!"

The voices continued, and there was a black head, all of them were many Outer Sect disciples, who abstained collectively.

In their view, what else is there to fight? The gap is too big.

Above the sky, Mr. Xu didn't speak, as if he had acquiesced.

Lin Wudi didn't say anything, but nodded in acquiescence to their choice.

That's right, the gap is too big, it's useless for them to go on stage, and they may be frightened.

Classification of disciples.

Handyman, acquired or not.

Outer Sect, the day after tomorrow to the hole.

Inner Sect, False God to Martial Ancestor.

The core, from Sendai to Huasheng.

Personally passed on, also known as the closed disciple, quasi-sage.

"Ahem, since all the Outer Sects have abstained collectively, I announce that the Outer Sects don't need to participate in this martial arts tournament, just sit there and learn more." Lin Wudi smiled kindly.

At this time, Xue Huayu finally kowtowed enough and slapped his mouth enough, bowed to Su Changge, and then left in despair.

Su Changge didn't care about him either, such a small person is not worth paying attention to.

Many senior officials of Dan Temple let out a long sigh of relief.

"Next, is there anyone in the Inner Sect willing to take the stage?"

Lin Wudi looked at all the inner disciples.

"Hiss~"

Many inner disciples shivered, and their expressions changed suddenly.

Although there is some strength, at the level of Martial Spirit, Martial King, Martial Emperor, Martial God, it is a tyrannical Power in the outside world, but it is not enough to put it in Sect. Do you really dare to go up? In case the Sword Immortal level challenged me later, I would be scared to death.

For a while, the arena was completely silent again, and no inner disciple was willing to take the stage.

Seeing that no one was going up, Su Changge patted Ye Qingyao's hand, and asked quietly: "Master, why don't I go up?"

Ye Qingyao shook her head, and said softly, "Don't worry, just wait."

In her opinion, the first ones to appear on the stage are all insignificant and small characters, and the later ones appear on the scene, the more powerful and heavyweight they are.

So the apprentice appeared on the stage as soon as he came up. Isn't this a self-deprecation?

But what Su Changge thought was different from her.

Here, Huang Jiulong has been paying attention to the field, his eyes are constantly scanning everyone's faces, guessing which one is the real arrogance.

You can't wear a mask in the martial arts competition, and now you can know who he is.

"No one is on stage, will that true genius go up?"

He talked to himself.

Although I really hope that the true genius will come on stage to see who he is, but I also want him to come on stage later, otherwise I will reveal myself, but after thinking about it, he probably won't go on stage so early, after all, he is so casual. Wouldn't it be self-defeating to be the first to appear on the stage?

The style is all gone.

He also turned his head to look at those Sword Immortals, Transformation Saints, and Quasi-Saints. They folded their hands on their chests, very cold, and looked at the Martial Sage altar with indifferent eyes. They had no intention of going up, and they seemed unwilling to appear so early. That would be too cheap.

Unexpected.

Huang Jiulong's ring overflowed with a quasi-sacred aura, and Fairy Yunhua also looked across the audience nervously, eager to know who the true genius is, but this true genius should be the finale. When the time came out, it shocked the audience, it was too cheap to be so early, I had to wait for a while, and murmured: "Hurry up, I have been waiting for this day for a long time, I really want to see you."

Seeing that even the Inner Sect was hesitating and hesitating, Lin Wudi's face gradually darkened, and he asked in a deep voice, "Why, is it that the Inner Sect also wants to abstain collectively? You have been practicing for so long for nothing?"

There was a dead silence in the arena.

All the Inner Sects lowered their heads and accepted the criticism. It's not that they can't go up, but they dare not go up. If there is a sword fairy level to challenge on the stage, wouldn't they be scared out of their wits?

Seeing that no one was there, a peak leader suggested: "Why don't you let me sit down with some Inner Sect and go up to play first?"

The person who spoke was Long Xiaosheng, the leader of Zizhu Peak. He saw that the Sect Leader's face darkened, and he couldn't help feeling a little flustered. Elder Xu said that he wanted to test the results of his cultivation. It's fine for the Outer Sect to abstain, and even the Inner Sect has no one on stage. , I am afraid that I will be punished when the competition is over.

Therefore, the reason for speaking is very simple, to test the results of my teaching during this period of time for Sect Leader and Mr. Xu.

Otherwise, I am afraid that I will be guilty of sitting together.

Lin Wudi's expression improved slightly, and he said, "Call the people sitting under you to come up."

Long Xiaosheng immediately pointed to a disciple and ordered: "Ti Lung, you go up."

"Here!"

Walking out of the crowd was a burly man with a height of 2.5 meters, like an iron tower, his eyes flashed brightly, and he was very intimidating. Behind him was a huge sword, nearly one meter wide and three meters long, with a blade like the moon. , cold light radiates.

He climbed up to the Martial Sage altar step by step, faced the audience, and said: "Everyone, you want to challenge me to come up!"

At this moment, Huang Jiulong had a flash of inspiration.

He slapped his forehead and said: "Compete first, I'm sorry!"

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