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In the light curtain, the crystal jade seal suddenly burst into a dazzling golden light and transformed into a huge seal phantom in mid-air.
The two characters "Zhengyang" at the bottom of the seal flashed with scorching light and fell down with overwhelming force.
"boom--"
Amidst the earth-shaking roar, the entire arena shook violently. The violent spiritual power shock wave lifted up the stone slabs on the ground, and gravel splashed like raindrops.
The smoke and dust instantly engulfed Si Ling's thin figure.
Although the enormous pressure could not be transmitted outside the secret realm, the sound was deafening. The onlookers only felt their ears buzzing, and it seemed that the light curtain was shaking.
"Oh My God!"
"This power...Is it possible to flatten a small mountain?"
There was an uproar in front of the mountain gate.
The monks of various sects stretched their necks, shock written all over their faces.
Elder Tianshu's face darkened:
"A top-grade magical weapon? Sect Master Yi really spent a lot of money to let this youngster win first place!"
Qingpingzi's brows were also furrowed tightly:
"Using such a magical weapon to deal with a kid, tsk tsk."
Yi Hengchong's face was so gloomy that water seemed to drip out of it.
This seal should have been Zhao Chengming's trump card in the elite arena of the Xuanmen Conference, but now it is in full view of everyone... He caught a glimpse of Yun Qingqing's still calm profile from the corner of his eye, and his heart inexplicably tightened - who is this woman?
The other people in the Zhengyang Sect were shocked, and their expressions were a little subtle, not knowing what to feel.
If Zhao Chengming had used this trick in the elite competition, it would have brought honor to his own sect. However, now that the Xuanmen Conference has not even started, he was forced to use his trump card.
Even if he wins over that girl now, it won't look good...
In the smoke and dust, the slender figure was looming.
The field became silent.
Everyone held their breath, waiting to see the moment the protective shield was broken.
Suddenly, a childish voice came through the smoke and dust clearly.
"That's three moves."
The smoke cleared——
The silver-haired girl's clothes were not even ruffled at all, and the thin barrier in front of her was still as bright and smooth as before.
The little girl slowly raised her hand and waved it gently, and the barrier disappeared. At the same time, a faint light appeared on her fingertips, pointing in the direction of Zhao Chengming.
"It's my turn."
Everyone in front of the light curtain gasped and their eyes almost popped out.
“This…how is this possible?”
"That Zhengyang Seal is a genuine top-grade magical weapon! How could it really not be able to break the protective shield of that little kid?"
"What grade of protective magic weapon does that little girl have?"
Everyone believed that Si Ling was able to defend against such a shocking attack, and he must have relied on a protective magic weapon, and the source of that magic weapon...
All shocked eyes turned to Yun Qingqing.
She still looked calm, as if she had expected this result.
Many people were worried: Who is the Tianyi Sect? How could they easily produce such a treasure?
Just when everyone was in doubt, Si Ling in the light curtain made a move.
The silver-haired girl raised her little hand and drew her fingertips in the air.
As the golden light flowed, a golden formation suddenly took shape in front of her, with complex runes flashing like stars.
"go."
She pushed gently.
The moment the formation left his hand, everyone felt a flash before their eyes. An almost transparent wave swept across the ring, distorting the air wherever it passed.
"Bang!"
Zhao Chengming was struck by lightning and flew backwards, hitting the black iron pillar at the edge of the arena heavily.
"puff--"
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he slid to the ground like a rag doll, completely motionless.
The whole place was dead silent.
There was dead silence in front of the light curtain; even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly.
The protective barrier can perhaps be explained by a magical weapon.
But just now the little girl formed a formation with her bare hands, and everyone saw it clearly!
A flash of light appeared at the entrance to the secret realm, and the unconscious Zhao Chengming was automatically teleported out and fell heavily to the ground.
Si Ling's cold voice came from the light curtain:
"Next."
The Zhengyang Sect disciples all took a step back, and no one dared to step forward.
The red-faced elder couldn't hold back his expression anymore and shouted angrily:
"I'll meet you!"
Before Yi Hengchong could stop him, he leaped directly into the secret realm and came to the center of the arena.
"Arrogant boy! Today, I will let you see the power of my life weapon!" He then summoned a long sword that was completely red in color. "This is the Red Flame Sword that I have nurtured for fifty years. Watch out!"
He attacked without waiting for Si Ling to react, and the sword light pounced on the little girl like a fire dragon.
But it suddenly froze three feet away from her.
The silver-haired girl stretched out her hand and drew a big circle in front of her. An intricate formation with golden patterns took shape instantly, eliminating all attacks into thin air.
Si Ling raised his hand again and gently pushed towards the formation.
"Bang!"
The formation suddenly flashed a dazzling light, and the red-faced elder flew backwards with his sword, directly crashing out of the secret realm.
A man and a sword fell in front of the stone gate.
puff--
The red-faced elder spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground and lost consciousness.
As everyone stared in amazement, a soft sigh was heard from the little girl through the light curtain.
"A mere magical weapon can be regarded as my life..."
Everyone: ...
What else?
The Red Flame Sword is a top-grade magical weapon!
This can't even be used as a magic weapon, what else do you want?
Do I need to use a magic weapon...eh?
As everyone's mind was in turmoil, they suddenly realized a problem.
This little girl started fighting with her bare hands one after another, and even the elders of Zhengyang Sect couldn't withstand a single blow from her!
She must be serious when she said that a magic weapon is not worthy of being a life...
Yun Qingqing curled her lips imperceptibly.
Even when Si Ling was still young two thousand years ago, he was already a rare genius.
Although she had survived thousands of years of spiritual energy depletion and was much weaker, with less than one tenth of her former strength, she was more than capable of dealing with these minor characters who had never seen any magic weapon.
Feng Yin suddenly came up to Yun Qingqing and asked in a low voice:
"Senior Yun, do you have a secret manual for refining magic weapons?"
The young sect leader’s attack was so terrifying, and she is just Senior Yun’s disciple!
It’s simply hard to imagine where Senior Yun’s limit is!
Judging from the young sect master's tone, he has definitely seen the natal magic weapon, so Feng Yin asked this question.
Yun Qingqing raised her eyes slightly, glanced into the void, and said softly:
"Yes."
These days, the spiritual energy in the world is increasing at an alarming rate. It is estimated that it won’t be long before the conditions for refining magical weapons can be met.
Feng Yin's eyes lit up when he got the confirmation.
Thighs! Such thick thighs must be hugged tightly!
Yun Qingqing was not surprised to find a pair of eyes staring at her.
It’s Yi Hengchong.
But she didn't intend to pay attention to him for the moment, as Si Ling had already spoken again in the secret realm.
"Next."
Yi Heng came back to his senses, glanced at the Zhengyang Sect disciples who were silent as a mouse, and snorted coldly.
"I will come to meet her in person to see what kind of evil heresy she is!"
As he spoke, he strode into the stone gate and his figure disappeared into the mist.
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