"Senior brother, who are those people from?" Hu Qing sent a message and asked Yuanzuishan.
Yuanzuishan: "That man is Young Master Lansheng of the Beast Control Sect in the Western Chu Realm. His mother comes from the Suo family of the Sanyang Sect, and her name is Suolan. His two uncles are both elders of the Sanyang Sect. His father is the Beast Control Sect.
A master of the gate."
Hu Qing: "Oh, both the father's and mother's families are very powerful."
"Yes. The Beast Control Sect -" Yuan Zuishan hesitated for a moment, thinking that he was like Mr. Lansheng and couldn't do it without an explanation. "The Beast Control Sect in the Western Chu Realm has always been cruel in its methods of using beasts to control the beasts.
Being a slave means not only enslaving spiritual pets, but also enslaving transformed monsters and beasts. So - stay away from that person."
Hu Qing is speechless, I am a human being, why should I be afraid of him?
Yuanzui Shanmian couldn't bear it and continued to communicate with her: "I heard that they raise countless beasts and make profit from pills -"
Hu Qing was surprised, like this?
Although the various tribes in the fairy world attack each other, no one's hands are clean. But treating each other like pigs and slaughtering them wantonly——
"It's impossible that they don't know that doing this is against the harmony of nature, so how can they still dare?"
Although in front of heaven and earth, everything is like a cud dog, intelligent creatures that have developed spiritual wisdom still have considerable weight in the way of heaven.
Killing too much and being punished by God means killing intelligent beings.
So, what do they have to rely on?
How could Yuanzuishan know these things? Anyway, he knew that in the Western Chu world, the Beast Control Sect was the largest immortal sect and was especially cruel to monsters and beasts. The Sanyang Sect had a relationship with the Beast Control Sect precisely because it had a big enmity with the demon clan.
Communicate.
"I heard from the master that due to the influence of the Beast Control Sect, many people in the Sanyang Sect also use cruel methods when controlling beasts, and some of their own people can't stand it."
Uh, what else is there?
Yuanzuishan: "Just stay away and don't deal with that kind of people."
Hu Qing nodded repeatedly.
The third-level ranking comparison is not as messy as the second-level ranking. It is probably because the superiors have also seen that it is not interesting to do so, so according to the usual practice, they will fight against each other.
This time among the ten people, in addition to the senior brothers and sisters from each family, there was also a third-level disciple of the Siyang Sect named Yue Haiping.
Hu Qing had seen him fight, using a pair of daggers, and his moves were deadly, which was very impressive. However, his appearance was far inferior to his sword skills, and he was ordinary to rare.
After drawing a number, Yue Haiping faced off against Ji Fei of the Sanyang Sect, and his senior brother Han Li faced off against the senior brother of the Siyang Sect.
After the first round, the top five and bottom five can be distinguished.
Only one combination is compared at a time, so you don’t have to worry about which one to watch, and we guarantee that no one will be left behind.
Therefore, everyone sat in fixed positions, and the atmosphere was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
The first game is between Wuyang Sect and Liuyang Sect, Ling Shan and An Xun.
Hu Qing knew both of them and had a crush on them, so she simply didn't know who to cheer for. But for Zhuji's sake, she silently chose Lingshan in her heart.
Lingshan won, but it was very difficult to win. An Xun lost, but it didn't make Lingshan feel better.
An Xun exhausted all his spiritual power and lost one of Ling Shan's arms. It was really useless. Ling Shan's clothes were torn apart, and a whole strip of flesh was torn off from his left shoulder to the back of his hand. You could see the broken tendons and blood inside.
Flow all over the body.
Watching Ling Shan come down with her arms folded, Hu Qing swallowed hard. At that moment, she seemed to hear countless people swallowing and spitting, and she even saw many people touching their arms in unison.
She touched it too.
Just one idea: Don't offend Liuyang Sect, otherwise you will die miserably.
The leader of the Wuyang Sect looked very happy. His disciple had won, but why didn't he feel happy at all?
The leader of Liuyang Sect felt a little guilty. How many times have these children told them to pretend to be outside, but why didn't they listen at all?
Don't turn around and immediately send a message to Master An Xun: Take An Xun to visit Ling Shan and apologize to him.
She didn't care about just a small competition. But she cared about the Liuyang Sect - the marriage of disciples.
If they are all afraid, how can the Liuyang Sect recruit a son-in-law and continue the family line?
In the stands belonging to the Sanyang Sect, Master Lan Sheng looked at Ling Shan's blood-stained robes. His dark eyes retracted and fell on the woman kneeling beside her legs. To be precise, they fell on her snow-white shoulders.
The woman shuddered subconsciously.
Mr. Lan Sheng smiled and said, "This method has never been used before."
The woman immediately took a step back and kowtowed fiercely: "Young Master, please spare your life, Young Master, please spare your life -"
"Boring." The trembling look of the woman did not please Mr. Lansheng. He only felt bored. The process of taming was very interesting. After taming, these little things immediately became boring.
He turned his eyes to the man serving on the other side.
Staring at his sinister eyes, the man became stiff and cold for a moment. Countless painful memories rolled over him. For a moment, he couldn't even bend his knees.
"It's boring." Mr. Lansheng looked disgusted and shouted in a low voice: "Get out."
The two of them immediately knelt on the ground and moved back as if they had been granted amnesty. It was not until they were out of the range of the umbrella that they felt that they had escaped again.
The two looked up and saw the same despair and numbness in each other's eyes as in their own.
How long will they survive? Tomorrow? Or not even tomorrow?
At this time, another group of contestants entered the ring. Mr. Lansheng watched them twist their fingers as they fought, and his heart gradually became restless, and he twisted his fingers harder and harder.
"Come here, bring those two hard bones over." He paused with his fingers, thinking of his new fun.
A guard came out of the queue, saluted silently, and quietly retreated.
They arrived late and had to put on a show, so they were located at the end of the audience and the highest stand, second only to the high platform where the sect leaders were sitting. At this time, if you go back, you don't need to disturb other people.
On the stage are Tao Huan and the third-level No. 1 of the Qiyang Sect.
In fact, everyone has the outcome in mind, that is, Tao Huan will win. But the fight between the two is very exciting, and it is still fascinating to watch.
Hu Qing stared at the two of them, chasing after the afterimages of each other. His eyes were almost not enough. Suddenly his ears caught a subtle sound of metal friction. According to a toolmaker's intuition, it was good material. Driven by curiosity
, she glanced casually by lifting her hair.
At one glance, the blood coagulated and the heart stopped beating.
Under the flamboyant canopy of the stands, two young men wearing chains and iron bars were dragged to Master Lansheng.
Hu Qing could recognize the two figures with just one glance -
Xuan Yao!
Tang Yuzi!
Her great son and great nephew!
A glance lasted only a moment. She tucked her hair behind her ears and turned her head casually, as if she hadn't seen anything.
Only Jubu and other friends know how furious she is. The sea of consciousness roars, the sea hits the mountains, the mountains fall, and the rocks shatter. Six groups of spiritual fires fly around in the sea and mountains. If they can make a sound, they must be rattling.
Yelling.
Silk cloth: "Don't be impulsive. Listen to me, come on, breathe--breathe--breathe--"
How angry he is, so angry that his blood doesn't even flow and his heart doesn't even beat.
Hu Qing exhaled, inhaled, exhaled, inhaled, and it was not sudden, because the people around him were also nervously staring at the ring and exhaling - inhaling - exhaling - inhaling.
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