Fix your sister's fairy

The weather is clear and the wind is smooth.

On this day, the Qingshan Sect sent off the sect at the foot of the mountain, and today is the day before the 33rd Kui was held in Beichuan County, and more than 1,000 disciples sent the five-person team who fought for the future future of the Qingshan Sect to the sect.

Mo Yi, the Holy Maiden, Gongsun Ruoji, An Zhiming and Wang An stood at the foot of the Qingshan Sect Mountain, and the three Guixu elders and the head of the "Qingyunzi" stood behind them, and the disciples of the whole sect gave them blessings and expectations.

"The neckline of this dress is a little tight. Mo Yi tugged at his neckline and asked in a low voice to Gongsun Ruoji beside him, the five of them are now dressed in the uniform robes of the Qingshan Sect, and it is actually just the inner disciple's uniform that has been slightly changed in style, and a faint Qingshan outline pattern has been added on the left chest.

Gongsun Ruoji didn't answer Mo Yi, but she was indeed a little unaccustomed to this dress, she was very skeptical that the burst of spiritual power when she pulled her fist and shot would suddenly break this dress into pieces of cloth, she didn't have the exhibitionism of "appearing" in public.

"So how important it is to stay in shape, look at our Qingwu Senior Sister. Mo also did two chest expansion exercises to try to stretch the clothes bigger, and he didn't know what material the elders used to make the clothes, no matter how he pulled the fabric, he could always retract and cling to his body.

Gongsun Ruoji didn't squint, but the afterglow still floated a glance at the saintess at the edge of the team, sure enough, this dress that looked tight for anyone to wear, the saint wore it on the body and fitted extraordinarily, and the buds on the mountain road on her side did not pass by her side, reflecting each other to make people feel refreshed, only to feel that the beauty was exceptionally fresh and refined.

Gongsun Ruoji was actually quite surprised that the Holy Maiden would participate in the so-called "Thirty-Three Kui", and in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Worlds, the Holy Maiden always gave her the feeling that she was inexplicably strong and unfathomable - the impression of the Holy Maiden was probably like this.

When everyone was working hard to cultivate, the saint girl was alone and looked at one direction motionless, and the silhouette was beautiful, and many people would admire her in their hearts, feeling that the other party was thinking about the ultimate problem of heaven and earth, immortal dao, and nature, and couldn't help but sigh Sure enough, these demonic thoughts, consciousness, and realm are not on the same level as ordinary people.

But only Mo Yi's perception of the saint is different, because once he accidentally found that the saint girl looked at a flower and bird nesting for a long time, and he realized that where did the saint come from, so many plays, it was completely idle after practicing every day.

Probably this is also a strange move that can only be seen by a demon who has no friends, you must know that other monks at the peak of the vast realm are eager to break one stick of incense into two sticks of incense to burn, and only hate that God will not borrow him for a few more years to cultivate.

"Ahem, be careful not to gossip, smile and wave. Elder Huang Hai pressed his hand on the shoulder of An Zhiming, who was also wrapped in green clothes, with a smile on his face, and his divine sense said.

"How can it feel like the national team has stepped out of the country to compete in the Olympics. Mo Yiyi turned around with a handsome smile on the corner of his mouth, and as soon as he raised his hand, countless senior sisters and sisters of the Qingshan Sect on the mountain road softened their bones, cheering and waving their hands.

Wang An waved his hand and paid attention to Mo Yi all the time, and couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive in his heart. Secretly, he had already sworn to Mo Yi, the Pishan Blood Emperor, but after getting along for a month, he really couldn't figure out the depth and preferences of the Pishan Blood Emperor, saying that he was not in a proper shape, and when he was rebellious, he could make the entire Qingshan Sect silent, but he said that this was a tyrant, but on weekdays, he liked to say things that people couldn't understand, such as every time he saw himself and Lin Xian cultivating together, he would secretly sigh that he didn't work hard, and he would cry when he was old.

"In order to allow more disciples to witness this scene, we also specially selected a column of accompanying teams to go to Baihong Sect to participate in the Thirty-Three Kui. Elder Beiming waved his hand from the crowd just right, and called out a few men and women who were also wearing the clothes of the inner disciples of the Qingshan Sect... and a lion.

These people are Zhao Mad, Lin Xian, Chen Yin, Wu Ming and Yan Xiaoyun, as for the nine-headed golden lion king, this time he attended as the head of the mount, in fact, at the beginning of the nine-headed golden lion king was very unhappy with this arrangement, according to his ideas, no matter how he could mix with the sect protector beast in this immortal cultivation world, but Qingxuan Venerable casually said that the sect protector beast can't leave the sect, if you want to not be a mount, you can, eat me.

The nine-headed golden lion king is gone, eat Qingxuan Venerable, I'm afraid that everyone can eat roast lion meat from the mother fire tonight, you must know that there are many times when he feels that Mo Yijian is drooling, but he can't be caught by the other party.

"What about Elder Qingzhu, this time the head of the accompanying team is here, Qing will go and have a look?" Mo Yi glanced at the entire team and asked Elder Xiangyang Holmium casually.

"There must be no returnless ruin realm monks in the sect, and Elder Qingzhu is responsible for staying in the sect to defend against external enemies, so as not to be drilled in by some evil demons when the pillars of the sect pour out. Elder Yang Hao replied, Mo Yi didn't say anything after hearing it, turned his head sideways, and stopped asking.

"That's it, let's go. The head of the "Qingyunzi" said.

In the cheers of the disciples of the Qingshan Sect, the team of dozens of people was carried by the cyan Changhong and rose to the sky, flashing to the sky like meteors and disappearing.

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"This time the thirty-three kui is held in the White Rainbow Sect, the white rainbow sect is located in the west of the green sea near the central sacred tree, although this time the thirty-three kui in the abyss of all worlds has not yet ended the stall held in advance, resulting in the green sea of those geniuses of the strong sect of the outstanding disciples did not return, but we still can't be underestimated, because some sects have already planned in advance this thirty-three kui. "

Above the cyan Changhong, Elder Beiming was explaining the relevant affairs related to the Thirty-Three Kui for An Zhiming and the others with a serious face: "Among these sects that have been laid out in advance, the Baihong Sect is the most, and this time the Thirty-Three Kui will be held in advance is completely the handiwork of the Baihong Sect, so the disciples of the Baihong Sect must be real elite geniuses!"

An Zhiming, who was listening carefully, frowned slightly and said: "But Elder Beiming, although the White Rainbow Sect is located in the extremely central area of the Green Sea, the sect is powerful, but they are still much inferior to the real Beichuan County leading sects such as the Qingying Sect and the Blood Sword Pavilion, and just relying on the influence of the White Rainbow Sect should not be enough to advance this thirty-three times." "

Elder Huang Hai glanced at his apprentice and nodded, explaining: "Knowing your fate, you are right, the White Rainbow Sect alone will not be able to hold the Thirty-Three Kui in advance, but this time, the White Rainbow Sect has joined forces with dozens of major sects in Beichuan County to make a decision to let the Thirty-Three Kui Rivalry Fight advance." "

"So there are still many sects involved in this game, and these sects have hidden their strength for a long time, just to seize this opportunity to usurp the ranking position on the thirty-three kui. Elder Yang Holmium said, "The enemy you are facing will not be weaker than the previous Thirty-Three Kui, or even stronger!"

"The thirty-three leaders of the previous session. The senior brother Chen Yinwu, who was listening on the side, fell silent, she had also participated in the inner gate of the Thirty-Three Kui, and the results of that competition against the Qingshan Sect could be described as miserable.

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The five disciples of the thirty-three kui who came on the stage that time were the four Guixu elder disciples now, Ying Hua, An Zhiming, Chen Yin and Wu Ming, they were not lucky, and as soon as they came on the field, they met the people of the Blood Sword Pavilion of the top sect in Beichuan County.

There was only one disciple in the Blood Sword Pavilion, that is, this disciple completely defeated their Qingshan Sect, among which Wu Ming, An Zhiming and Ying Hua didn't even survive a single move, at that time, Chen Yin was only in the middle of the vast realm, and after going up, he was barely cut off by the opponent's sword and was humiliated and defeated by the flying sword of the other party.

Chen Yin still remembered the name of the disciple of the Blood Sword Pavilion - Chen Jianyin.

An Zhiming also didn't say a word, but Wu Ming and Chen Yin on the side could see the quiet burning battle intent in her eyes, although they didn't know where this burst of war intent came from, it seemed that An Zhiming had made up his mind to be ashamed of the snow before the thirty-third Kui of this year.

Chen Jianyin of the Blood Sword Pavilion only used one sword to defeat An Zhiming at the beginning, and left a sentence that deeply stabbed all the Qingshan Sects: The inferior sect is rich in low-grade monks, and the men can't play, and the women are only worthy of giving me a warm bed?

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"Slut Chen?" Not far away, on the edge of Changhong, Mo Yi's voice was loud and clear.

Chen Yin, An Zhiming and the three elders subconsciously turned their heads to look, at the end of Changhong, Wang An, Mo Yi and Yan Xiaoyun seemed to be playing some kind of card, among which Yan Xiaoyun and Wang An had notes on their faces for some reason.

"No, Senior Brother Mo, it's Chen Jianyin!" Yan Xiaoyun was startled by Mo Yi's voice, and hurriedly looked at Chen Yin's side.

"This name is quite strange, the Blood Sword Pavilion is so strong, just a random disciple will beat your Qingshan Sect?" Mo Yi reached out and drew a card from Wang An's hand and threw it down, they were bored and playing with turtles, and the playing cards were all drawn one by one by Mo Yi in this month.

"The Blood Sword Pavilion can be regarded as one of the best sects in Beichuan County, Chen Jianyin is one of the best, he is already in the vast heavenly palace at a young age, I heard that he has been gathering momentum to break through more air pockets when he breaks through the ruins, so he did not break through prematurely, the last time the thirty-three kui were like this, and I don't know what happened now. Yan Xiaoyun whispered.

"Wang An, are you confident?" Mo Yi motioned for Wang An to draw cards.

Wang An looked at the only two remaining cards in Mo Yi's hand and hesitated, and at the same time said with a wry smile: "Mo... Senior brother has tormented me, I am at most out of the mortal realm now, even if it is the supreme realm, it is completely impossible to match the enemy who may be in the ruin period. "

"That's decided, you take the lead when the time comes!" Mo Yi patted Wang An on the shoulder, Wang An was so frightened that he shook his hand and randomly drew out a ghost card and found that it was a ghost card, and his face was bitter.

Yan Xiaoyun took away Wang An's good cards with a casual draw, Mo Yi twisted the cards in his hand again, picked up the note and slapped it on Wang An's forehead: "Don't be ashamed when the time comes, but you have to let go of the fight, and there are senior brothers and sisters to support you." "

Wang An turned his head to look at Gongsun Ruoji, who was sitting alone not far away, and the holy woman who was sitting by Changhong looking out in the distance, and couldn't help muttering in his heart... The ghost knows that this time the thirty-three kui are going to fight the rankings, or to dismantle the platform, these bottles of great gods want to really play the field, Bai Hongzong will not demolish them is strange!_

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