Qin Yu suddenly spoke, "Han Beishan has already taken the stage."

Zhu Qingyun's face became even more ugly. He was such a Kong family. The head of the family pretended to be stupid. He dared to call him the name of Jindan monk directly. He was simply presumptuous!

"Kong Xuan, take good care of your juniors and dare to speak freely, I will definitely not forgive you!"

Qin Yu looked plain, "Why didn't you stop Han Beishan before he took the stage? Now he wants the Kong family to retreat, is it considered a different treatment?"

"Stop!" Zhu Qingyun was furious, "You young man is extremely rude and dare to disrespect me. You must punish me today so that you will not know the world is high in the future!"

Kong Xuan shouted, "Senior, he is really a worshiper from my Kong family. You have misunderstood!"

Zhu Qingyun stopped and turned to look at the monks in the registration office. The few people nodded quickly, and their faces suddenly became strange. Enshrined in the Foundation Establishment Period? Is the Kong family crazy or the world changed? When will the foundation establishing monks dare to challenge the golden elixir?

His face was gloomy and gloomy. He glanced at Qin Yu and said in a deep voice: "Nothing! The Han family members Zhu will tell you on their behalf, Kong Xuan, please take this kid out quickly. If you really want to die, you will go to the battlefield to kill the demon cultivator. There are some chances of death."

Although he was unpleasant, he wanted to save Qin Yu's life. It would be bad to see Zhu Qingyun like this. Qin Yu smiled and said, "Don't worry, no one can die." He stepped towards the outsider.

Kong Xuan hurriedly bowed and followed quickly.

Zhu Qingyun's face looked ugly. When was the foundation-building monk so ignored by him? This young man in the Kong family was too arrogant! He must have had his current cultivation level smoothly. I don't know how much he deserves. Maybe he had some methods to underestimate the Golden Pill Realm. I don't know how to write the word "death"!

He was willing to let go, but he was not weak at the age of a foundation building sixth level. It was a pity to fall on the battlefield. He just went to the battlefield to watch the battle and waited for him to suffer some trouble before he rescued him. Humph, then I will see how he looked.

Zhu Qingyun turned around and left, and his heart was slightly dissipated, and he actually smiled. Although he didn't want to admit it, this kid was quite in line with his eyes.

The Battle Platform is a place where monks in the alliance resolve their personal grievances. Except for the unadjusted blood hatred, most of them stop when they are clicked. But even if the monks fight in such a way, they are often thrown away blood when they decide the outcome. The blood stains are mottled in the potholes on the battle platform, and the invisible evil spirits are spread.

Han Beishan stood on the stage, closing his eyes slightly, and he felt a master's demeanor as a wise and Yuezhi. Countless eyes gathered, showing awe.

"I am worthy of the Golden Pill Cultivator. Even if I first entered this realm, my style and temperament were extraordinary. I am far from here!" A cultivator of the Ninth-level Foundation Building Cultivator sighed with emotion, and his eyes were full of envy.

There were people next to him who were almost the same as him. He nodded repeatedly when he heard this. They had reached the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm, but the more they were, the more they understood, the huge gap between Foundation Establishment and Golden Elixir.

The black-faced man cursed, "Today, Japan wants to watch a golden elixir battle to confirm its own practice in order to gain some insights. Who knew that he was slandered, and after today, a certain family must find the bad luck of the Kong family!"

"The worship of the foundation-building period is really ridiculous. I wonder if the Kong family was scared or delayed the time after a breaking pot!"

"I've come here, I'll just treat it as a farce. I want to see the worship of the Kong family and how he looks like when he meets Senior Han!"

Kong Xuan listened to the discussion in his ears, rolled his eyes and cursed the idiot in secret! Foundation building stage? You can repel two foundation-building masters in the Han family with just a wave, and temporarily shocked the old ghost in Han Beishan. What a joke! Senior Ning Qin is definitely in the Golden Pill Realm, but he doesn't know what means to hide his own aura. Maybe it's not as strong as the old monster Han, but it's definitely enough to protect himself.

Wait, it's time for you to find your eyes!

Kong Xuan bowed and said, "Please go on stage."

The Kong monks who had already gathered behind him all spoke, "Please go on stage!"

It's hard not to attract attention now.

Qin Yu instantly gathered the eyes of the audience, and many of them were shocked and shocked. I thought it was only now that the Kong family had actually found a foundation-building enshrinement.

Buzz —

The scene was chaotic for a while.

On the battle stage, Han Beishan opened his eyes, and a divine light flashed with a golden elixir breath rose, like a python in the winding mountain looking down, and the sequin gas machine made people's scalp numb.

The noise suddenly became quiet!

Countless people looked slightly pale and their hearts were exclaiming, the Golden Pill monk was indeed terrible.

Qin Yu did not look sideways, and he touched his eyes with the void. He walked calmly towards the battle platform, and the crowds separated automatically.

Zhu Qingyun, who arrived, was slightly stunned when he saw this scene, and then curled his lips. What a boy who likes to show off, but the eyes of the Jindan monk are not so easy to bear. Han Beishan has used some divine thoughts to suppress it. He may be holding on.

Hehe, the Golden Pill Avenue is by no means a talk, and the exciting ones are still to come.

Qin Yu walked to the battlefield and stepped on his feet and pulled up the shadows on the ground, landing steadily on it.

Han Beishan's eyes shrank slightly.

Behind, Zhu Qingyun showed solemnity on his face. He felt clearly that Qin Yu did not have any magical fluctuations in his step. In other words, he jumped to the battle platform with his physical strength entirely. Cultivators who pay a little attention to physical cultivation can do this, but they must step up to the ground like him, but there is no one in a thousand!

Could it be that this kid's trump card is the power of the body? His mouth slightly raised, and suddenly he felt that this kid was more in line with his appetite. Who wouldn't know that Zhu Qingyun from Diquemen had made great reputation in his early years with his physical body!

Qin Yu bowed, "Fellow Daoist Han, please."

Han Beishan took a breath, "Fight!"

He raised his hand and slapped it out, and the strong wind suddenly surged, rotating like a blade rolling.

Zhu Qingyun was stunned and cursed. He didn't expect Han Beishan to do his best when facing the foundation-building junior. Although he was here, he didn't have time to rescue him. Thinking of a junior who was in line with his appetite, he was about to turn into a pile of vague flesh and blood. His face was so gloomy that he could squeeze out water.

Qin Yu narrowed his eyes and stepped heavily under his feet. His figure was like a tiger coming out of the gate and violently broke into the whirlwind. This move exceeded everyone's expectations. Even Han Beishan was subconsciously stunned, but soon he widened his eyes and showed disbelief.

Blood was splattering in his clothes but could not stop Qin Yu from making progress. Han Beishan was experienced and moved his feet and had to temporarily retreat. However, his figure stopped suddenly as soon as he moved. His iron-cast palm grabbed his throat, and blood flowed out of the wound and dripped on the battlefield.

Qin Yu's hair was messy and his robe was broken, and he slowly spoke, "You lost."

At this moment, the world is dead silent!

Qin Yu let go and took a step back, turned around and jumped off the battlefield, like a mountain falling from the sea, shaking waves. The monks below hurriedly retreated, their eyes trembling and awe.

Han Beishan's body was stiff and his clothes were soaked in cold sweat. If he were on the battlefield, he would have been a corpse now. As soon as he thought of this, his scalp was numb and he spoke with difficulty, "The grudges between Han and Kong families will be written off in the future."

Qin Yu paused slightly, nodded, and left with great strides.

Kong Xuan and other monks of the Kong family followed behind with ecstasy faces. If you look closely, you will find that their calves are trembling with excitement.

Win!

The worshiper actually...winned!

boom--

The battle station was in an uproar.

"Resist the Golden Pill spell and subdue Senior Han with one blow. This person's strength is so terrifying..." The monk from the ninth level of foundation building murmured with his eyes lit up. If he could learn such a method, wouldn't he be able to crush the Golden Pill!

Most of the people around him had this idea, their faces were gloomy and their same thoughts were rolling in their minds: Will Lord Ning Qin accept disciples?

Suddenly, a man spoke quietly, "Who said just now that he would go to find the bad luck of the Kong family after today?"

The black-faced man turned around and left, looking like I didn't know anything.

Several people watched the man leave and looked at him with a slight contempt. But soon they found that this guy was chasing the monks of the Kong family. They couldn't help but curse him secretly. How could you take the lead here?

call out--

call out--

In a blink of an eye, a blockbuster was empty under the battle stage, and countless monks rushed to the Kong family! Zhu Qingyun stood there. As the elder of the alliance's punishment, he lived in the monks in the Gorge City on weekdays. Who would have seen him respectfully salute? But at this time, he was like air. Nearly a hundred foundation-building monks flew by in front of him, without stopping their eyes.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he murmured, "I'm so confused!"

Qin Yu had expected the next situation. He soon left the battlefield and separated from the Kong family. He avoided the eyeliner and put on a black robe. When he walked out of a remote place, he happened to meet the foundation-building monk who was rushing towards the Kong family with a passionate face. Xiaoxiao, he turned around without hesitation and headed straight for the city gate.

After obtaining the identity of an alliance monk, the crisis of the Kong family has been resolved. Qin Yu is unwilling to delay any more. If only one of the Tianle Thunder Bamboo plants is exchanged in advance, it will cause countless troubles.

...

Three months later.

Above the wilderness, the rolling demonic energy gushed and made a harsh sound of breaking through the air. The magical golden elixir was pale and his eyes showed deep fear. I didn't expect to meet the evil star. The news the day before yesterday was still thousands of miles away, so how could it appear here? The demon cultivator roared in his heart: The dog spy lost my life!

A cold magic golden elixir turned his head suddenly, and the cold air machine wiped his scalp and flew out, and a few strands of hair made him frightened.

Damn it, this magic looks like the cold blade, and the method of the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage is so powerful.

Full of fear, he had no fighting spirit and was thinking about how to escape. At this moment, the sound of breaking through the air behind him sounded, and the Demonic Golden Pill cursed again!

Avoiding the attack of a small black flag, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a dark figure appeared as the demonic energy surged, and he smashed it down with the black jade Ruyi in his hand. The demonic golden elixir was about to avoid it, but his mind suddenly hurt and his body stiffened. He could only stare at the black jade Ruyi falling down.

Bang—

The headless corpse fell to the ground, blood was like a spring!

One blow killed the Demonic Golden Pill, the dark figure scattered and merged into the small flag, flew back to the hands of a young man. He landed on the ground and plundered it and then took out a token. He looked at it with a light flash of inspiration and smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth, "The tenth one."

This young man is Qin Yu.

Juxia City is now in war. The two demons are fighting in full swing. Instead of joining in the fun, he sneaked into the area to control the demons to hunt down powerful demons. The standard for calculating merits in the alliance is the level of cultivation. Hunting high-level demon cultivators will naturally become the only way to quickly obtain merits.
Chapter completed!