shock! The little junior sister who is the favorite of the group is actually the strongest person in

I want to say that you already have disciples who have been directly selected by the Tianji Pavilion!?" "

Huh, it's a big joke, unless you have disciples who can win the Demon Beast Competition, how is it possible? However, as far as you crooked disciples are concerned, it is a dream to win the Demon Beast Competition!

Mo Ye glanced at him, still hesitating, at this time, whether to directly take out the trump card of Qing Jiujiu.

Who knows what Feng Xuze has become now, what if he secretly attacked Qing Jiujiu?

Whispered to him for a while.

Little One Hundred and Eight nodded.

Then she lifted the little one hundred and eight and threw a parabola of 'Biu' from the head of the crowd.

"Bang!" Little

One Hundred and Eight smashed between the three, smashing the ground out of a big hole.

Everyone: .

. Xu Yu, he got up from the pit, dusted off his body, and stood in front of Feng Xuze.

The fleshy face was dirty, and there was a wisp of snot hanging from it.

"Suck yo.

He sucked his nose.

Everyone: ...!

"Gollum~uh~

" "No, accidentally, swallowed.

Little One Hundred and Eight said blandly.

Everyone: !!

Fengxuze shouted angrily: "Where is the smelly boy!

Vigorously beckoned towards the little one hundred and eight.

"Come back! Come back!"

Little one hundred and eight is their old man, and they also hurt.

Little One Hundred and Eight looked at Feng Xuze as if he hadn't heard it, raising his head and looking blankly.

"Didn't you say to compare, I am the second-youngest disciple of Lingyunfeng, and my senior brother and they are... are too powerful to mess with, as soon as they make a move, these apprentices of yours are afraid that they will be ... By...... Beat to death, so I'll do it!" Feng

Xuze laughed.

This eighty percent is a fool, right?

Looking at a person who has no cultivation at all, he actually wants to compete with his disciples.

"What's going on in the Chiyun Sect now, could it be a joke?

The senior brothers also pulled the crowd and quickly stepped forward, wanting to bring the little one hundred and eight back.

At this moment....

"Boom!" Little

One Hundred and Eight Circle's body exuded a strong orange aura.

"Avatar!?"

everyone stopped and took a deep breath.

!!

What's going on!?When

did Little One Hundred and Eight become a god!?Mo

Ye and Diffuse Sky looked at each other and blinked.

Man Tian pinched his thigh hard.

Hiss......

Mo Ye was surprised, could it be that the ancestral tomb of the Chiyun Sect was emitting green smoke

? There was actually another wizard?

Senior Brother Xiao One Hundred and Eight really did not disappoint her, and the lines were actually memorized.

Feng Xuze's expression was completely petrified.

How is it possible, according to the investigation, the generation of the Chiyun Sect has indeed not yet become a god.

Where did this avatar come from

? Could it be that the Chiyun Sect deliberately hid it?

No, it is impossible!

Feng Xuze is the master of a sect in the end, and he quickly calmed down.

Hum.

This must be Chiyun Sect's deliberate 'Taboo Horse Racing' trick.

First send the most powerful disciple, pretend to be the weakest, and then challenge his disciple, and after the second kill, it will play a deterrent effect, so that he dare not compare again.

When he's scared?

He's not easily frightened.

So many of my disciples are in the middle stage of Avatar, right?"

"

Even if you are powerful in the early stage of Transformation God, my disciple in the middle stage of Transformation God, can I?"

"Stinky boy, don't be too arrogant, you'll know later,"

"That's better." Feng

Xuze said, Xiao One Hundred and Eight interrupted, and he was angry and directly fried.

"Okay, that's better, really old man is afraid of

you!" "Zhang San, come here, you go on!"

Feng Xuze waved his hand.

A mid-Avatar disciple walked out.

He can't directly use the Avatar Peak, otherwise he will be said to be bullying.

Everyone in the Chiyun Sect was in an uproar.

Even if Xiao One Hundred and Eight is powerful, it is only the early stage of Transformation God.

This Feng Xuze actually sent out the middle stage of the Transformation God, it was simply unreasonable!

"Feng Xuze, shouldn't you be in the early stage of the Transformation God against the early stage of the Transformation God!?" "

Strength is king, you have the ability to send a Transformation God Stage." Feng Xuze smiled sarcastically, he wanted to see if they still had this Chiyun Sect.

What else did he want to say, Mo Ye raised his hand lightly, "Early stage to middle stage to middle stage." Than it. "

Junior Brother?" said in a low voice.

"Don't be afraid, they use a quick cultivation method. Mo Ye replied in a low voice.

Only then did he suddenly realize that he secretly admired Mo Ye's unique insight.

Feng Xuze looked at the heads of these two people together, and he was even more annoyed.

Obviously they are all junior brothers, but they have a lot of feelings, how can it be so reasonable, how can it be so reasonable!"

"Zhang San, give me a hard cut of this kid from the Chiyun Sect!"

Give Xiao One Hundred and Eight and Zhang San a basketball court the size of a field.

Mo Ye waved his backhand, and an enchantment shrouded it.

In this way, let them fight, so as not to accidentally injure others, nor to damage every brick, tile, grass and tree of the Chiyun Sect.

Everyone nervously.

Qing Jiujiu held half a watermelon in his hand, held a large spoon, and sat on the side and ate calmly.

Saw.

Inside the enchantment, Zhang San raised his hands, and a huge ball of energy quickly condensed in his palm.

The ball was purple and bigger, and finally it looked like a hot air balloon.

Swung out vigorously.

"Swoosh!" smashed into the little one hundred and eight.

Little

One Hundred and Eight slowly tried to move to the left.

Then I found that the field was too small, and I couldn't hide from it when I moved to the left.

He quickly moved to the right again, and the field on the right was quite large, and the little one hundred and eight breathed a sigh of relief.

As a result, Zhang San's hands quickly froze, and the energy ball was invisibly controlled by silk threads, and it turned around and went towards the little one hundred and eight.

Little One Hundred and Eight jumped nervously, shouting humbly.

"What to do, what to do, to be hit, what to do.

The senior brothers shouted with red eyes.

"Little one hundred and eight!" Mo

Ye's hand hidden in his sleeve also clenched.

Qing Jiujiu sent a large watermelon to his mouth, "click, click".

Little One Hundred and Eight thought hard, and the little junior sister told him the method of collecting and releasing spiritual power.

What imagines all the qi condensed together and then released vigorously.

Suddenly, he paused in his steps, "Oh, there you have it!" He

turned to face Zhang San and pouted his ass.