Brahma Tianluo was stunned and felt that her whole stomach was about to turn over.
Xiao Liang and the others looked at Murong Yin with wide eyes and in disbelief, thinking to themselves, is this man expressing his feelings to Brahma Tianluo? Isn't he afraid that he is not qualified?
Xiao Liang was immediately dumbfounded. He thought that he had also missed Brahma Tianluo before, but as he got along with Brahma Tianluo, he found that he was not worthy of her at all, and this Murong Yin actually had less self-esteem than him. He really admired her.
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"Master Murong, the little princess is looking at you." Brahma Tianluo's words immediately shocked Murong Yin's little thoughts. She quickly turned her head to look at Ning Binglian, and Brahma Tianluo raised an evil smile on her lips.
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Admiring Murong Yin's slightly discolored handsome face, a cold aura rushed towards her. When she looked up, she saw the chic and elegant Yin Fengxue walking towards her.
The smile on Brahma Luo's lips deepened, and she smiled softly and said, "Master Yin, how does it feel to fly on the trapeze? The scenery in the dense forest is still very beautiful."
Yin Fengxue never expected that she would ridicule him as soon as he came up. His face suddenly turned cold, and he almost gritted his teeth and said: "Brahma Tianluo, you are so good at it!"
"Hehehe, Master Yin, you are wrong. I have no talent, I just like sneak attacks. It's really fun." Brahma Tianluo covered her mouth and laughed.
After Yin Fengxue was stunned for a moment, his face became a little ferocious, and he squeezed out a few words through his teeth: "You shameless woman!" After saying that, he turned around and walked away. He was afraid that he could not help but take action immediately. This time he
I had already made up my mind to torture her to death.
"Hmph! Yin Fengxue, no one can compare to you when it comes to shamelessness!" Kuang Xiaoyi immediately replied.
Yin Fengxue turned to look at her with a complicated look in her eyes, and then she didn't speak, but snorted, with a look of resentment in her eyes.
Kuang Xiaoyi ignored him, but looked at Brahma Tianluo worriedly and said: "Xiaoluo, don't listen to him, don't take it to your heart."
"Haha, Xiaoyi, don't you understand me yet? I always hear bitch words in one ear and out the other." Brahma Luojiao laughed, her voice did not lower at all, so the twenty-six disciples all
Those who heard and knew that they were celebrating the festival were all gloating about the misfortune; those who did not know most hoped that they would meet soon and have a life-and-death battle.
At this time, the Eighth Prince came over and announced the rules of the competition. The twenty-six people first stood according to their strength. Brahma Tianluo was stunned. In the end, her strength was ranked eighth. In front of her were three level five and three elements.
There were four fourth-level dual elements, and her third-level three-element was ranked in front of the fourth-level single element, which was basically reasonable, and Murong Yin naturally became the last one.
The rules are very simple. Drawing lots and fighting is a competition between luck and strength. In the process of cultivation, not only strength determines everything, luck is definitely a part of strength. On this point, the three major tantric sects and the ancestors all agree.
In a battle between thirteen people, Brahma Tianluo picked the number ten. She felt no pressure at all against a fourth-level peak single-element disciple of Pan Country, but the other party looked at her without any pressure at all, which made her mouth uncontrollably.
twitch.
Xiao Liang was unlucky. Although he did not draw He Dayi and Yin Fengxue, he did draw another fifth-level two-element practitioner Cai Jian, so he could only admit defeat bitterly. Of course, the thirteen losers still had to fight.