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Chapter 122 The man in white in the Tanah Lot(1/2)

A fair-handed battle of Qi Refining Men in the Returning Dao Realm;

A battle between fairy seedlings that are storming;

When the sword was half an inch away from Li Changshou's neck, Li Changshou, who had "exhausted his magic power", dropped the mace in his hand and sighed:

"I lost."

In front of him, Liu Sizhe, the fairy Miao of Du Lin Feng, who was already trembling all over his body, could not help but show a hint of regret in his eyes.

A narrow victory is a real narrow victory;

If you lose with regret, it is purely because Li Changshou's acting skills are quite good.

Liu Sizhe took back his long sword, but he was a little reluctant to speak.

"Senior brother, why don't you use earth escape..."

Li Changshou glanced at Liu Sizhe's armour and clothes emitting a rich treasure light under his waist, and smiled bitterly: "My junior has already responded to it, why bother to ask this question."

Liu Sizhe looked suddenly, and although he felt something was wrong in his heart, for a moment, he felt that what Li Changshou said was very reasonable.

At this moment, before Liu Sizhe could react...

Li Changshou sighed softly, bowed to Liu Sizhe, and headed towards his seat.

In order to meet the situation where his magic power was exhausted at this time, the white clouds under Li Changshou's feet became thinner. When he flew on the road, he did not forget to raise his hand to eat a inferior magic pill to restore his magic power.

The eyes around him seemed to have less fear and fear than before, and more respect and praise.

Li Changshou secretly cared about it in his heart:

'This showdown should make up for the cruel image I created in the previous few accidents.'

Although this image is left, it will not have much impact on you;

But in short, a positive image will also help you continue to survive in the Sect of Duxian.

"Senior Brother Li!"

Liu Sizhe suddenly shouted from behind: "Your mace!"

Li Changshou turned his head slightly and replied with a smile: "This magic weapon is given to my junior brother as a souvenir."

Liu Sizhe looked up and looked down at the "Immortal Soldier" on the ground, and a little turbulence appeared in his heart.

But Liu Sizhe was about to lean over and hold the mace, but the mace flew away on its own and landed in two white and tender hands on the side...

The famous Jiuxianjiu, the Jiuxianzi, appeared aside at some point and said with a smile:

"Mr. Changshou has forgotten just now. My uncle has already booked this treasure. Sorry, Mr. Liu."

After saying that, Jiujiu waved his hand and floated to Li Changshou and Ling'e on the side.

Liu Sizhe bowed to Jiujiu's back, and urged him to leave with a little satisfaction because the deacon in the door beside him urged him to leave.

What a juicy battle.

After taking two steps, Liu Sizhe suddenly came to his senses...

What is the direct connection between earth escape and mace hitting weak points?

...

Seeing that the uncle brought back the mace that he deliberately threw away, Li Changshou was also a little amused and crying...

"Uncle Master, this is just a magic weapon."

Jiujiu glared at him and said fiercely: "I like it, can't it be done?

Really, you don’t want it anymore, so I also ask my uncle if Xiao Ling’e wants to use it!

Although this thing is not very powerful, it has a unique shape and looks scary!

Carrying it on your shoulders is a deterrent.”

Ling'e, who was standing beside her, chuckled. She wanted to say something, but she was afraid that she would miss something, so she just smiled without saying anything.

My senior brother made many such objects back then, and she also had two or three magic weapons that were scary, but in fact they had no power.

There was no way. When doing these things, Li Changshou didn't have the energy to think about how to refine the tools.

Now if Li Changshou makes another mace, he will definitely take advantage of the characteristics of a mace, and add some small designs of "Earth Evil and Turbulent Air and Body Protection Immortal Light" and "High-frequency Vibration Breaking Body Protection Magic Weapon".

Li Changshou had already thought about promoting this kind of mace.

[The strongest strong man in Xiongzhai carried a mace, raised his thick eyebrows, and said gently:

"When fighting, the mace and the sky spirit cap are more suitable...

Yo~”]

The effect is definitely good.

Of course, this is just a joke in my heart, and the mace is just a magic weapon with a slightly prank nature.

Now, if Li Changshou has full firepower to fight, poisonous pills, miniature formations, and magical powers that can exert full cultivation. In addition, there are Samadhi True Flame and Thunder Method, as well as many trump cards that have not yet been revealed.

When he fought against the Blood Mosquito Puppet last time, he also obtained a long spiritual treasure sword, which was extremely powerful;

Li Changshou naturally accepted the poison-avoiding pearl with a smile.

[Those who are good at poison need to be protected from the virus]

These preparations for fighting are just to have the strength to deal with the battle when you need to fight by yourself, rather than to take the initiative to find someone to fight.

To practice steadily in the mountains, it is best that only Master Tiandao remembers his existence in the world is Li Changshou's unswerving pursuit...

There is no way, the ceiling of the prehistoric world is too high, and immortality is just the first step to becoming a master;

Even if you become a so-called master, you don’t know how to avoid disasters under the great disaster, you will turn into ashes.

Now, only the golden body of merit and the innate spiritual treasure can barely warm Li Changshou's helpless and lonely heart, giving him a precious sense of security...

The uncle was holding the mace and constantly posing, while Ling'e kept whispering to the low voice;

Li Changshou maintained the wind verb spell monitoring everywhere, and a little relieved smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The public opinion trend within the door began to change.

My own defeat made the shadow shrouded in the back of the disciples quietly dissipated most of the shadows.

As long as you don’t encounter it next..., you can’t think about this easily.

Later, we will continue to respond to changes.

Li Changshou accidentally heard some strange movements through the wind verbal spell. After sweeping the immortal consciousness, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Several disciples on the hillside and river valleys began to make some small thoughts based on the battle between Li Changshou and Liu Sizhe, and did some responses to prevent soil escape and soil thorns in advance.

For example, put some treasures in the shape of treasures behind you...

Change some magic weapon armor into big pants...

Very creative.

The battles were held one after another, and most of the disciples tried their best to deal with them.

Ling'e was lucky. She didn't meet a strong opponent for five days. With her few immortal treasures, she easily won four victories, which was almost the same as her senior brother.

Day 6, Day 7...

The competitions within the sect continued to take place, and the rankings of disciples in the first exam gradually became clear.

Li Changshou naturally made a steady increase of 360, but Ling'e, who lost another game, had to win at least three games in the next five days.

Ling'e was a little confused about this.

There was a battle before. If she showed her true cultivation, she could actually win...

The seventh night of the competition in the door came, and Jiujiu carried her new lover's mace and went to the Duxian Palace to eat and drink.

Ling'e got the chance and asked in a low voice:

"Senior brother, if you can't get in one hundred and eight in the end, will there be... what punishment?"

Li Changshou turned his head to look at his junior sister. In the moonlight, there was a little uneasiness on her face.

I have asked too much about her?

After all, she is just a child in her decades...

Li Changshou smiled a little and said, "That is, sweeping the floor in the Danfang, washing clothes for you, etc., just relax and fight.

This time, you can do whatever you are happy in the door competition."

Ling'e breathed a sigh of relief and grimaced at Li Changshou, "I've said it earlier. I've been worried about this these days."

"Three rules."

"Oh," Ling'e turned her head and looked at the starry sky, quickly retracting her expression.

It is worth mentioning that in the seven battles in the first round, Youqin Xuanya almost won with an overwhelming advantage.

Even when the opponent used the outgoing escape, Yuqin Xuanya responded calmly. The method of controlling the sword with one hand had already entered the hall, and the fairy sword flew into the ground, forcing the opponent out easily.
To be continued...
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