Fantasy Data Villain

(Yesterday, the elders called for dinner, so I delayed it for a while, and made it up today. If you are fast, it may be six.).

Chapter 2, genius needs to be set off (5/[-])

Xiao Ruoyu saw some strange eyes, and knew that what she was worried about had happened.

But fortunately, according to her observation, each of the sects here is not simple, not the kind of large sects that are not strong as she thought.

There is a little advantage if it is not compared, if it is accepted by some Xeon sect, the advantage will make her laugh.

Gathered in a gathering place of a large group of medium-sized middle gates.

Xiao Ruoyu couldn't help thinking.

While thinking, he couldn't help but look around.

I'm looking to see if I can find a suitable sect.

In Xiao Ruoyu's heart, the strongest sect is of course the Tongxuan sect that is particularly profound in the inheritance of the strong.

If she can join this sect, she will definitely be able to rise quickly with her talent.

"The idea is very good, but why does it always feel like entering the Tongxuan Gate, and there is a feeling of sending meat into the wolf's mouth."

The sixth sense in her heart made Xiao Ruoyu a little helpless. She didn't know what happened suddenly today. Thinking of Tongxuan's "[-]" sect, and thinking of joining this sect, the sixth sense in her heart, an intuition, reminded her to enter the sect. There will be trouble in this sect.

In the end, I really couldn't figure it out, so I temporarily put this idea behind me.

As time slowly passed, Yutian Tower rang the bell representing the start of the Grand Competition. The Great Elder came to the platform and waved his hand to set down a huge arena in the air.

Bursts of mysterious light flickered on the arena, exuding a mysterious light, and a transparent shield wrapped the entire arena.

It can be seen that this is a special spiritual treasure, not a purely built arena.

. . . . . . . .

In the elder's lounge, Ling Tianyu stood up as he heard the bell slowly ringing outside.

Ignoring the fearful eyes of the elders of Tianmomen, he walked out the door.

After he left, the leader of the Tianmo Sect collapsed on the ground as if he had experienced a great battle.

Being entwined with the sword intent of the Great Dao Sword Art all the time, and not being frightened to death until now, he is already in an outstanding state of mind.

"Damn it, if I knew it that day, I would have killed him with all my might. In that case, there would be so many troubles today."

The elders of Tianmomen are full of remorse this day, but time will not turn back, Tianmomen is now living its last life every day.

Ling Tianyu would not leave behind a sect that he deeply disliked and was active all day long.

When his cultivation reaches the ninth gate of the Holy Spirit, he will be destroyed at that time, the Heavenly Demon Gate!

Let's see who can stop it.

By the way, there is also a Kek Lok Si Temple.

"All the arrogances of various sects, welcome to Yutian Pagoda, I will wait here for a long time, everyone, let's show your talent and shine."

The master of Yutian Pagoda, Wang Yuxing, could not see at all on his face that he was like the suzerain of the merchant alliance sect, and his body was covered with the smell of copper.

With a big wave of his hand, he said boldly to a large group of Tianjiao.

When Ling Tianyu walked out of the room, he saw Wang Yuxing standing on the ring, speaking to the group of sons and daughters of the Heaven's Chosen Saints below.

It's not just the first sentence, it lasted for nearly 20 minutes before stopping.

I have to sigh, sometimes the croaking from the leader is common in any world, and the same is true in the fantasy world.

"Then, everyone, show your brilliance here, and let the world remember your names."

It should be said that they are indeed businessmen. The group of Tianjiao below, even Wu Yun, are holding the sword in their hands tightly, with a smile on their paralyzed faces.

"Holy Son of Heaven, please."

As soon as Ling Tianyu finished sighing, the Great Elder of Yutian Tower came to his side, pointed to a seat above the ring with one hand, and said.

"We have arranged a special seat for you, Son of Heaven, please follow me."

Completely ignoring the large group of elders in the holy realm, this group of elders didn't have any anger in their hearts, this is the ninth level of the profound realm, how could they have the qualifications to be greeted by the elders with a smile on their faces.

The Great Elder brought Ling Tianyu to the high seat and sat down, looking at the large group of Tianjiao who were about to compete below, Ling Tianyu smiled slightly.

It's like a high-level existence looking down on low-level ants, especially a guy with a very bad heart, with a trace of sword determination in his eyes, and he swept it away.

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It's like a high-level existence looking down on low-level ants, especially a guy with a very bad heart, with a trace of sword determination in his eyes, and he swept it away.

The group of saints and saints who had just raised their ambitions in their hearts felt cold all over in an instant, and their hearts were quite miserable.

Only then did they realize that it's okay to get the first place, and wait until they receive the monster's sword.

"This person... so scary! Who is he? He's about the same age as me. What the hell is going on? What kind of cultivation is this?"

Xiao Ruoyu looked a little perplexed, looking at Ling Tianyu, it seemed a little indescribable.

"Huh!" Ling Tianyu was a little surprised, looking at Xiao Ruoyu, under the secret calculation of heaven and earth, Xiao Ruoyu's terrifying great luck was caught in his eyes.

"Interesting, the real value of coming this time, what is this? Is it a female protagonist?"