From Princess of the Cold Palace to Empress of Heaven

After coming and going, the conflict between casual cultivators and the Holy Land family became more and more irreconcilable.

In this trial ground, the number of casual practitioners is absolutely dominant.

Although there are quite a few disciples from the family of the Holy Land, the number of disciples cannot be compared with casual cultivators.

Even though the disciples of the Holy Land family are more talented, they still cannot exert their absolute quality advantage in the face of absolute quantity advantage.

Therefore, what the Seventeenth Water Spirit King is really worried about is that once the anger of casual cultivators is ignited and the crowd is excited, they will kill the disciples of the Holy Land family. What happened today will inevitably go to an irreversible extreme!

At that time, I am afraid it will be difficult to end.

He took a deep breath, looked at King Yuanying, and said in a deep voice:

"Fellow Daoist Yuan, what happened today seems to be over."

Although there is no conclusive evidence, the only one present who has the ability to make a move in the competition is Yuan Ying Wang.

"Fellow Daoist, what do you mean by this? Are you saying that I operate in the dark and affect the competition?"

King Yuanying said lightly.

"I didn't say that, you admitted it yourself!"

"I didn't admit anything, don't talk nonsense!"

Seeing that the monks watching the battle in the audience became more and more excited, the Seventeenth Water Spirit King couldn't hold back, and changed the subject: "Young Daoist Yuan, we will talk about the outcome of the final later. You see, the situation in the secret realm has developed to such a point. If we If you don't make a move, I'm afraid it will lead to a big mistake!"

"Our duty is only to supervise the trial. Specific affairs can only be carried out through the sky survey mirror. Don't try to intervene in the comparison trial!"

Hearing this, King Yuan Ying said suspiciously that his first reaction was that the Seventeenth Water Spirit King wanted to continue to quell the turmoil of Sanxiu, and secretly intervened in the competition to help Ye Ruoshui.

Once the Seventeenth Water Spirit King is really let go, it will be useless for him to cast a curse in secret.

He had already calculated it before.

The Lost Soul Talisman has a time limit, and Ye Ruoshui has an innate fire, so it will not affect her for more than half an hour at most.

As long as this half an hour has passed, even if the first person arrives in person, without proof, it is impossible to really do anything to him because of a junior disciple.

"King Yuan Ying, I don't have time to entangle you. If you don't intervene, there will really be a fight!"

The Seventeenth Water Spirit King shouted in a deep voice.

"What? You told me not to violate the rules of the Holy Court just now, but now you want to break the rules?"

Yuanying Wang's yin and yang strange air said.

"You!" The Seventeenth Water Spirit King gritted his teeth, and finally lost his sight, and flung his sleeves away.

"Hmph! I'm going to invite the first person to come. When she arrives, you must confess your sins!"

"Hehe... Do whatever you want!"

King Yuan Ying was not afraid of the threat of the Seventeenth Water Spirit King, because in the ring, the winner was about to be decided.

Ye Ruoshui whose strength has been reduced by more than half, even with all his strength, it is still difficult to defeat Jian Chen.

offstage.

Lin Wanqiu's eyebrows were almost wrinkled.

"It must be Jian Chen! What method did he use?"

At this time, Lin Tianyang came over, changed his previous unruly attitude, looked at the majestic Jian Chen on the ring, and said calmly:

"The reward for the champion of the trial competition this time is provided by the Sword Tomb, and the title of champion will naturally belong to the successor of the Sword Tomb. This is not surprising, we all know about it."

Hearing this, Lin Wanqiu turned her head, with deep eyes, and asked, "Who do you mean by 'we'?"

As soon as she said this sentence, she understood.

"We" naturally refers to the dynasties of many holy land families in the Baisheng State. They seem to be fighting each other, but in fact they are fighting without breaking up.

"Looks like you've figured it out."

Lin Tianyang said lightly.

"Thank you for telling me this."

Lin Wanqiu's expression was complicated, looking at the very serious Lin Tianyang, she was a little curious.

"I tell you this, of course because you are beautiful! Sister Wanqiu!"

Lin Tianyang suddenly teased.

"Can you be more serious!"

Lin Wanqiu's face darkened, and he reprimanded every word.

Hearing this, and seeing Lin Wanqiu's stern expression, Lin Tianyang suddenly felt a sense of fear of a mouse seeing a cat, and he didn't dare to flirt at all.

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"I...I'm just used to it..."

Lin Tianyang's voice was weak, and for some reason, when he faced Lin Wanqiu, he always had a sense of powerlessness in the face of his own elders.

Not only him, Lin Wanqiu also had a sense of intimacy when getting along with Lin Tianyang.

This feeling has nothing to do with Fengyue, it is more similar to the relationship between brothers and sisters.

At this time, the competition in the arena was decided.

Ye Ruoshui was defeated!

Jian Chen has already comprehended the second sword of the supreme supernatural power of the sword tomb, the nine swords of the heavens.

Even though he was almost cornered when facing Qi Mingdao, he didn't use his strongest sword.

But when facing Ye Ruoshui whose strength is not even half, Jian Chen did his best to win quickly!

Ye Ruoshui lost terribly, the blazing innate fire was annihilated by the river of sword energy, when she came down from the arena, she was covered with fine sword marks all over her body, her dress was almost dyed blood red, miserable and embarrassed.

This scene fell into Lin Wanqiu's eyes, making her feel distressed and angry!

"Damn Jian Chen!"

She hurried over to hold Ye Ruoshui in her arms, and hurriedly helped her heal.

"Ruoshui, how are you?"

"Sister Lin, I'm sorry...I lost..."

Ye Ruoshui's voice was full of tears, appearing very sad.

"No, Ruoshui, you have done well enough, they are too despicable, this matter will not be left alone!"

"Um..."

Before the words fell, Ye Ruoshui's breath suddenly dropped, and he passed out.

Lin Wanqiu hurriedly checked her condition, and found that it was just exhaustion of strength, not the root cause.

on the ring.

Jian Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his indifferent gaze scanning the furious spectators, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, showing a bit of arrogance and disdain.

"A group of native chickens and dogs are also worthy to participate in the trials?"

Although the monks watching the battle couldn't hear his voice, they could tell from his expression that it was not a good word.

"These holy land families are really better than a dog!"

"I really want to crush this **** to death!"

"Our casual cultivators have finally produced a genius who is capable of winning the championship, but he was secretly manipulated by these holy land families. What is this?!"

"I'm waiting for a casual cultivator to never succeed!"

The casual cultivators were excited, while the disciples of the Holy Land family watched coldly.

They have seen this kind of thing a lot.

It's just some stinky beggars who have nowhere to vent their anger. After a while, they should do what they should do.

At this time, a line of golden text appeared on the sky survey mirror.

"No.1 of this year's trials: Jian Chen!"

"No.2: Ye Ruoshui!"

"No. 3..."

With the appearance of the golden text, the partition formation on the ring was also removed.

The three champion rewards fell from the sky survey mirror and flew towards Jian Chen.

Ye Ruoshui's innate fire was almost extinguished, she lay in Lin Wanqiu's arms, motionless, but her reward also flew down.

"Senior brother Jian Chen, congratulations!"

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Jian Chen for winning the championship!"

With a smile on his face, Jian Chen cupped his hands in return.

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The members of the Holy Land family all cupped their hands in congratulations.

As for the group of casual cultivators, each of them remained silent and their faces were gloomy.

The three championship rewards were flying down, and they were about to fall into Jian Chen's hands.

however.

At this moment, a mutation occurred!

A flash of light swept out from the void, passed through the sea-like crowd, and snatched away the rewards in an instant.

"who?!"

"who is it?!"

Everyone was surprised.

But no one shot rashly, because once they hurt someone in the trial site, they will be forcibly teleported away.

As for why the Sky Survey Mirror sanctioned every person who snatched the treasure, probably there was no precedent before.

The next moment, that streak of light disappeared into the tide-like crowd.

"What exactly is going on?!"

"Which person is so bold! How dare you snatch the prize from Senior Brother Jian Chen!"

"You casual cultivators, are you tired of living!"

The sword tomb disciples all yelled loudly, if they were not at the trial site, there is no doubt at all, they might have made a brazen attack, wantonly killing casual cultivators.

"That person just now seems to be covered by a magic weapon to hide his aura, so he can't detect his real aura at all!"

Jian Chen's face was ugly, the championship reward was provided by the sword tomb, and it was originally in his pocket, but now a casual cultivator came out halfway and took his treasure, how could he swallow this breath!

"Which rogue cultivator took the treasure of Senior Brother Jian Chen, hand it over quickly, otherwise even if you leave the trial ground, you will all die!"

Among the sword tomb disciples, someone shouted coldly.

however.

At this time, no matter how they threatened or persecuted, no one responded.

The rogue cultivators who were originally furious suddenly seemed to be dumb.

"Speak up! As long as you hand over the treasure hunter, the sword tomb can forget the past!"

An ominous premonition arose in the sword tomb disciple, and he immediately added.

however.

It's too late.

At the moment when his voice fell.

boom!