Li Zhengde pulled out the sword from his arm and handed it to the old man with a smile, but the smile was a little reluctant.

The reason is that this old man is the head of an eight-class sect, and his cultivation is not low. When the old man's sword flew out of control and flew into his arm, he had no room to react.

The old man has apologized. Li Zhengde is a smart man.

When Wujizi saw this scene, he laughed out loud, until he was thrown into trouble.

He also repeatedly praised that Xiao Xuanxi's mouth was opened, and he said what he said, and it was very effective.

Wujizi only regarded it as a coincidence and did not take it to heart.

But Long Moshen, who was holding his son, flashed a deep thought in his eyes.

The reason why the Qinglong Shrine has stood for millions of years is not only because of its profound heritage.

Talent is one of them.

The purer the bloodline, the more likely it is to awaken the innate supernatural powers.

For example, his own innate supernatural power is Wuji Divine Eye, which can not only see through falsehoods, but also display peerless supernatural powers.

And he is also the only descendant of Qinglong Divine Palace who has awakened the innate supernatural powers for three thousand years.

Now, it seems that his son may have awakened a gifted supernatural power that is even more powerful than him - speaking out of words and following the law.

Both words, words and spirit.

The higher the cultivation base, the stronger the supernatural power.

For a child like a son, ten sentences can be effective, even if his innate supernatural powers are very powerful.

"We Xixi are really good, come on, say another word!"

Wujizi happily teased Xiaoxuanxi.

Xiao Xuanxi said with a smile, "He's unlucky!"

But this time there was no response from Li Zhengde.

Wujizi originally wanted to play with Xiao Xuanxi, so naturally he had nothing to lose. He had seen Li Zhengde's bad luck, and he was in a good mood.

However, Xiao Xuanxi said suspiciously: "Last time Xixi said that his father would be my father, but the next day he really became Xixi's father. Why is that uncle not unlucky now?"

Long Moshen's head was full of black lines: "Little brat, I'm your biological father, not the one you called!

Pinching the fleshy little face on his son's body, someone thought to himself that it was his own woman who was comfortable to hold. This little bastard is very skinny.

At this time, ten big arenas have been arranged in the field, and the top ten disciples who have been drawn by lot are already standing on the arenas.

"This junior sister is so beautiful!"

"God, I saw the fairy come down to earth!"

"Junior sister looks so delicate, she's actually the first ring master, so pitiful! Let's take pity on the fragrance and cherish the jade!"

When Mu Wushuang stood on the stage, many disciples below said with bright eyes.

She has a straight back, her head held high, her chest held high, and her moon-white skirt is graceful and graceful.

Just standing there, can attract countless people's eyes to fall on her involuntarily.

What's more, her appearance is absolutely beautiful, like a bright pearl dizzy, beautiful jade glowing, her brows are cold and lazy, phoenix eyes are like hooks, and her soul is captivating. Really, this appearance is only because it exists in the sky, and how many times I hear it in the world. In his life, he would never see a woman as beautiful as her again.

But most of the people knew the name Wushuang from the Jiuliu Zongmen competition the day before yesterday.

After all, Wushuang is the one who bravely entered the eighteenth floor of the Buddha Tower and made the Buddha's bell ring!

The last person who made the Buddha's bell ring was Yun Chuanxing, the current headmaster of the Light God Sect. He was an amazing and brilliant man in the previous era! It is very likely that Wushuang is the next Yunchuan trip!

Don't look at her as just a woman, maybe the means are very powerful, that is absolutely not to be underestimated.

Those who say pity on fragrance and cherish jade, I am afraid they will doubt life.

"Quiet, everyone picks up their drawn lottery, the ones ending in one, all stand under the No. 1 arena in an orderly manner and wait for the match, and so on, and all the ones that end in zero wait under the tenth arena for the game. , please all the disciples line up immediately."

Elder Changdong said solemnly.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone hurriedly arranged the team according to the lottery in their hands.

There were more than 60 people in Mu Wushuang's arena. She glanced at it and found that most of them were in the late stage of the spiritual master realm, and a few people were in the spiritual king realm.

And she herself is the late stage of the spiritual master realm.

In the past three years, her cultivation has progressed slowly, because her previous injury was too serious, and she did not fully recover until not long ago, which meant that she had delayed her cultivation for nearly three years.

But she doesn't resent anything, because in the past three years, she has a lovely son.

In the stands, Wujizi was very anxious and uneasy. His own disciples were only spiritual masters, but there were people who were at the spiritual king level. If they faced them, it would be difficult for him to win. He was even more worried. Unparalleled will be injured.

However, seeing his disciple standing upright like a pine tree, with an aura like a rainbow, he was still slightly relieved.

Look at the person next to his disciple who was pumping No. 2, his whole body was shaking and covered in sweat, tsk tsk, this is about to scare the urine! With such a poor psychological quality, how can you still come up to the game?

Wujizi shook his head again and again.

"Junior Sister Wushuang, can you give me some pills too?"

The man who took No. 2 turned his head and said nervously to Mu Wushuang.

He actually wanted to ask her if she had any medicine to relieve tension, but when he asked, he realized that he had asked the wrong question.

Mu Wushuang glanced at him and found that his cultivation was also in the late stage of the spiritual master realm, and most of the people under his ring were also in the spiritual master realm.

So she tickled the corner of her mouth, took out a small Huan Dan and gave it to him.

"Send it to you, and eat it when your spiritual power is exhausted."

Liang Le hurriedly took the medicine pill and said gratefully to her: "Thank you, Junior Sister, I will give you the spirit stone after the game is over."

No matter what kind of elixir it was, he was very happy that Wushuang Junior Sister could give it to him, and it seemed that he was not as nervous as before after talking to Wushuang Junior Sister.

"There is no need for Lingshi, it will be your advertising fee."

"What advertising fee?" Liang Le looked curious.

Mu Wushuang smiled at him, "Senior brother, the game is about to start."

"Oh oh oh!"

Liang Le quickly lost the thought of asking, and became nervous again, sweating more and more on his head.

"Boom!"

A drum sounded, and the game was officially announced.

On Mu Wushuang's No. 1 arena, a tall man with big arms and a round waist jumped up. He clenched his fists:

"I'm Jackdaw Clan Niu Guangqi, Wushuang Junior Sister, I won't pity Xiangxiyu and show mercy. If you're afraid, just admit defeat and save me from hurting you."

Mu Wushuang smiled and nodded.

When Niu Qiguang heard her words, he knew that she would not admit defeat, and because he was the glory of the sect, he naturally couldn't be merciful, so he said "offend", raised the giant hammer in his hand and swung it at her!

The giant hammer brought a gust of wind, and the air rustled!

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