Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

But she didn't realize anything was wrong. She took her eyes back and put them back in the ring.

Naturally, the trials of the cultivators will not be like those of the mortal realm. They carry the power unimaginable to mortals in every trick. If they encounter a tough one, they can destroy most of the stage.

Fortunately, here is the realm of repair, the surrounding cloth has repair formations, and whenever the ring is destroyed, it automatically recovers.

Brother Tsukiji is the lowest cultivation in Zongmen, Pashui is a medium-term monk, to compete with the disciples who cultivate together, according to the theory, the other party's qualifications should be good, but he did not survive most of the defeat.

Though there is doubt in Shen Mubai's heart, his mouth is still faint, "Your cultivation is no worse than theirs. ”

Cypress held the sword's fingers slightly tightened, then lowered his voice, "The apprentice will reflect on himself. ”

Shenmi nodded white, "Nothing, just try harder in the future. ”

Pashui didn't look up, he just said, "Does the honor depend on the next game? ”

Shen Wood Bai Dao, “Hmm. ”

Cypress glanced up at her with an unknown emotion in his eyes. "Though he also wanted to witness the sight of his brother, he only broke a little energy in the game, so he wanted to go back and rest. ”

Shen Wood looked at each other's breath, only slightly weak, and threw a bottle of Dan medicine into his hand from the storage bag, "Take it. ”

Cypress glanced slightly, “Thanks to the master, the apprentice retired. ”

The matter seemed as if it was just an interlude, and Shen Kibai's attention was quickly drawn to the race on the stage.

Today, the realm of repair is difficult to achieve due to the spiritual power of resources, but Qiyang Sect, as a gatekeeper, has countless outstanding disciples in the door, and Jindan was not among the few in the early days.

The banquet is a double spiritual root, which has already gained a great advantage in qualifications, not to mention his own cultivation, although extremely fast, but solid and steady. Among the many early disciples of Jindan, strength is also very strong, and a lot of wind has come out, causing the elders and the real people to be particularly red, envious of the real people of Vegetarian clothing to have such a disciple.

Shen Mubai put half of his heart into it, and felt that the banquet should be able to get a head start this time.

The race on that stage had come to an end, and no one had thought that when the other disciple on the stage was about to be defeated by the banquet, a breathless invisible force had swept up like a volleyball.

Immediately after that, a man appeared on the ring, looking about thirty years old, but the corners were slightly white, surrounded by a deep and unpredictable smell of terror.

“Is it possible that he is... a very powerful man of the period? ”

“No, this horrible pressure, at least distracting, is difficult to bring him to the senior Chang B who just left? ”

“Around my late-baby stage, I encountered these powers and felt like an ant. ”

In the realm of cultivation, the difference between each class is that cultivation, just one layer, can be suppressed under the feet. Not to mention the unprecedented pressure felt by the monks around them, one of the several great powers in the Sect.

Slightly less qualified is almost spitting blood.

But no one dares to disagree, only to look at the man on the stage, wanting to see what is going on with each other.

As early as the moment the male figure appeared, there was an unknown hunch in Shen Wood's white heart. She quickly fell onto the stage, blocking the banquet behind herself. That feeling of horror that seemed to suppress the whole body of blood caused her chest to tumble for a while, and finally she swallowed hard, "Don't know what the senior said? ”