After dressing as a cannon fodder in Xiuxianwen

"Thank you."

Hearing Shen Qingyi's thanks, Yi Shi slightly raised his eyebrows.

"It's rare to hear your thanks."

Although he was speaking unflattering words, the slightly upturned corners of his mouth showed Yi Shi's good mood at the moment.

"In the last jade slip, those few people should pay more attention to it."

"it is good."

The three sat together and discussed.

When the finals started, the atmosphere on the scene finally reached its most enthusiastic time.

Even though Shen Qingyi exists in the Soul Realm, the Immortal Realm is not an ordinary realm.

And what Shen Qingyi suppressed was only the cultivators in the Transcendence Tribulation Stage and the Composite Body Stage.

Li Weizi also had a smile on his face.

Li Weizi didn't make things difficult for Lan Xiyuan, and kicked Lan Xiyuan off the ring.

"That's right, Li Weizi's sword manual is said to be from that madman of the Sanxian League. Without absolute crushing strength, under his sword, he will be suppressed."

Of course, there is information about Lin Shangyang.

The Soul Realm is not stingy at all for those monks who can fight to the end.

The three chances have also been exhausted, and now that he has fallen off the ring, he is doomed to be eliminated.

How much he thought that he could be better!
On the high platform, the presiding monk has already rang the closing bell.

The order of the competition is from Foundation Establishment to Yuxian Pai.

Seeing the evenly matched sides, all the monks became a little nervous.

On the high platform, Jiao Changbai was also in a good mood.

The audience cheered.

"If you are invincible, don't be brave."

Lin Shangyang nodded.

Even he himself knows that he has tried his best.

Even though Shen Qingyi did not recognize Lin Chengge and the Lin family.

Those of them who have entered the finals already have a good grasp of the basic information of the opponents.

However, it was because the two were strong and soft that the situation came to a stalemate.

But this competition is very important to the Lower Lingyu and to them!

The two stood on the ring, and at the first moment, they both moved.

All kinds of talisman arrays are supplied for free.

"You've done a good job! It's all right!"

On the ring, Lan Xiyuan backed up abruptly, and his long sword plunged into the ground.

Even for low-level monks, every move is full of murderous intent.

Charge up again.

Looking at Shen Qingyi's back, he felt a little emotional for a moment.

Lin Shangyang, as a descendant of the Lin family in the trapped northern region, was paid attention to by these old guys when he entered the Immortal League.

Lan Xiyuan fell under the ring, his face pale.

Compared with the monks in the fairyland, the monks in the lower spirit realm are a little more resigned to death, and the monks in the fairyland are a little more confident.

But in the end there is a magic weapon level limit.

All the cultivators read it with great interest, and from time to time, some people commented on it.

Shen Qingyi severely slapped all of them in the face in the contest, especially the monks from the Immortal League and the Holy King Hall.

Even though the first competition started with low-level monks, the current competition can be said to be the most elite competition in the Floating Life Ten Thousand Territories.

The long sword collided with the broadsword, and flames splashed everywhere.

When Shen Qingyi got her own jade card, she saw the three characters on it. She was in the third round of the body-fitting test.

Although they want to win in the lower spirit realm, they will not ask these juniors to make fearless sacrifices.

"In the second match of the Jianjin Pill Competition, Lin Shangyang of the Lower Spiritual Realm will face off against Fenghai, the Holy King's Hall of the Immortal Realm."

Although there are dark horses in the Lower Spirit Realm, there are not as many as the Soul Realm and Immortal Realm.

"If it's a real yin and yang battle between rigidity and softness, then it will be really interesting."

The heir of the Lin family!
That Lin Shangyang who can be regarded as a relative of Shen Qing's bloodline!
The entanglement between Shen Qingyi and the Palace of the Holy King, it can be said that there is no possibility of reconciliation, and the same is true for the Pankong Realm of the Lower Lingyu.

The monks below all watched intently.

And none of the monks in the finals was a fuel-efficient lamp.

Lin Shangyang is the most outstanding descendant of the Lin family among so many generations.

When the two fought each other, they hardly underestimated each other.

"Look! Then Li Weizi suppressed Lan Xiyuan!"

After all, there were more senior monks at the scene, and the battle between the two was also analyzed by many people.

Lin Shangyang's hand clenched tightly.

And her opponent is a monk from the fairy world.

Above the catastrophe, there are immortals and jade immortals, and under the fusion, there are Nascent Souls and so on.

After Yelan cleaned up everything for Shen Qingyi, she silently watched Shen Qingyi ascend the ring.

"Oh!"

He was able to enter the finals, and he has tried his best.

"Friends from all walks of life, welcome to witness the finals of this competition! Let us witness the last moment of this competition! Now I announce that the finals will officially begin!"

Li Weizi is a genius of their Sanxian League, she won, and those of them who are elders are naturally in a good mood.

Liu Qingxin looked at Lin Shangyang worriedly.

The line of sight is firm towards the ring.

Eyes meet a person.

Since the Lin family can produce a Shen Qingyi, it is hard to guarantee that there will not be a second Tianjiao.

"Although Lan Xiyuan's sword moves can overcome rigidity with softness, it is not so meaningful after all."

"It's a pity that Lan Xiyuan's sword moves are still immature."

"you lose."

The crisp voice made Lan Xiyuan's face turn pale.

Lan Xiyuan pursed his lips and lowered his head.

"Crack!"

But their blood is the same.

Li Weizi opened and closed his sword, and his moves were extremely domineering, while Lan Xiyuan's sword moves were much softer.

Feng Hai was already standing on the ring, seeing Lin Shangyang at this moment, the smile on his face was a bit cold.

In fact, Lin Shangyang can be regarded as the dark horse in this competition.

The elders of the sect beside him patted him on the shoulder.

After the voice of the person in charge fell, the two walked towards the ring from two directions.

In a tense and warm atmosphere, the bell rang.

It even surpassed the original Lin Shengge.

Mainly because among the descendants of the Lin family, there is such a person as Shen Qingyi.

"The first fundraising contest! Li Weizi of the Immortal World Sanxian League vs. Lan Xiyuan of the Lower Spiritual Realm!"

For a while, the two realms were deadlocked.

Looking at the opposite Li Weizi couldn't help but grit his teeth.

In the vast space, the originally scattered arenas have disappeared, leaving only the four big arenas in the center.

"Li Weizi wins!"

When they knew that he was fighting against Lin Shangyang, the adults above had already told him that if he could kill Lin Shangyang, they would definitely reward him generously!
Of course Feng Hai was moved.

He understands that those grown-ups want to poke Shen Qingyi's spirit with elation, even though Shen Qingyi is now a saint of the soul world.

"Lin Shangyang! I just don't know how far you are from another member of your Lin family?"

Feng Hai's voice was deliberately loud.

He knew that those grown-ups liked to hear such words, and if he could make them happier, he would definitely be able to get more good things!