Ye Yun's brows frowned. At this time, he only subconsciously thought that Murong Wuhen was not afraid of attracting the punishment of Elder Shangfang?

"I just said that you must leave no strength behind when you take action. Do you want to challenge my patience?"

Sure enough, at this moment, Elder Lan's voice had already sounded.

A powerful pressure fell and fell on Ye Yun and Murong Wuhen.

But Murong Wuhen waved his hand back, as if he was not affected by this pressure at all. Then he turned around and looked at Elder Lan and others from afar.

"I have to admit defeat, and I don't need to care about the feelings of anyone here."

Murong Wuhen said lightly with a normal face.

"Is that right? Then I want to see what reasons you can give." Elder Lan narrowed his eyes slightly, "Give a reason you can take into account anybody's feelings here."

"Because Murong Wuqing is my brother." Murong Wuhen said this very simply.

Elder Lan snorted coldly, but no anger appeared on his face.

"Sure enough."

Elder Chunyu Yan smiled slightly and said, "If it were as you said, I would be curious about how you were here?"

"I will practice wherever I want to practice, not to mention that all the great Jindan monks of our Tianjian Sect have been published before, but they have all had the experience of being a traitor disciple." Even when Murong Wuhen faced Chunyu Yan, he looked a little arrogant. "The traitor disciples are really interesting. I have learned a lot during this period, and I believe it will be of great help to my future practice."

Chunyu Yan looked at Murong Wuhen and was not angry. He just curled his smile and said, "It's interesting."

"You are very good, and I hope you don't let me down next time you see you."

Murong Wuhen did not look at Chunyu Yan again, but turned around and looked at Ye Yun who was still on the stage, then stretched out his fingers, and a colorful light burst out from his fingertips, and then a colorful long-tailed bird appeared out of thin air in everyone's eyes.

"Go away."

Murong Wuhen jumped and landed on the back of the big bird, saying this.

The colorful bird with glazed gloss all over his body nodded, and then the colorful light on his body sprinkled like colorful clouds. Everyone felt a flower in front of them. The colorful bird had turned into a rainbow light and flew into the sky with Murong Wuhen.

"Spiritual beast! It turns out to be a spirit beast!"

"I actually conquered a spirit beast! Who is this Murong Wuhen?"

All the disciples in the square were almost crazy, and countless people screamed in disbelief.

Judging from the performance of the colorful bird just now, it is obvious that it has real wisdom and can fully understand Murong Wuhen's words. It is a real spirit beast!

Because spirit beasts are wise and can understand the meaning of immortal cultivators and fight against enemies together, when the realm reaches a certain level, most masters will want to collect a spirit beast as a combat partner.

However, it is precisely because the spirit beast has wisdom that it is extremely difficult to collect. Only by defeating it with its purest strength countless times can it be convinced and surrendered to you.

However, it is extremely rare for spirit beasts to be mounts. Spiritual beasts have spirits and have wisdom as humans. They will be happy to be fighting partners who live and die together, but it is impossible to become mounts.

If it is said that it is only one difficulty to tame it into a combat partner, it is at least a hundred times more difficult to tame it into a mount.

However, just now Murong Wuhen actually released a spirit beast, then jumped onto its back, and broke through the air. The spirit beast became the mount of a young man in the fifth level of body refining inner breath.

Who is he? Where does he come from?

Ye Yun also looked up at the direction where Murong Wuhen disappeared, and his heart was full of shock.

Who is Murong Wuqing? It sounds like he has a higher status than these elders.

But after only a few breaths, his shocked mood quickly calmed down.

He has been in the servant collection valley under Tianzhu Peak for the past three years. He has only entered the real Tianzhu Peak in these few days. He has not entered the upper half of Tianzhu Peak. Tianzhu Peak is only one of the largest mountains in the outer mountain of Tianjian Sect. In this way, there are still many amazing people on Wuying Peak. Murong Wuqing should be one of them. The only thing that cannot be sure is what level of Murong Wuqing's status is.

On the ring, several elders were also a little surprised. Elder Lan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the disappearing direction of Murong Wuhen for a moment before looking at Ye Yun, saying, "Since Murong Wuhen himself does not belong to Tianzhu Peak, then you will win this game."

The field suddenly became silent, and countless people's eyes fell on Ye Yun.

With the announcement of Ye Yun’s victory, Ye Yun has become the first new disciple to enter the top eight!

As everyone was watching, Ye Yun lowered his head.

The appearance of Murong Wuhen made him feel more at this moment how insignificant he was in the Tianjian Sect.

He is truly like an ant, and his life and death are completely involuntary!

Even Elder Lan’s cultivation level is nothing in the Tianjian Sect, right?

However, now, I am still afraid that Elder Lan and others will discover the mystery of their black and white light.

If Elder Lan and the others were going to kill themselves now, they would probably not even have a chance to resist.

The top eight new disciples were something he had never dared to think about before, but at this moment, he inexplicably thought of the golden elixir sealed in the stone tablet.

At this moment, under the eyes of countless complex emotions, his mood became truly calm, and the ancient well was no longer in the air.

Just connect the sect mission that must be extremely dangerous, and it cannot disturb his mood at this moment, making him feel any fear.

Ye Yun raised his head.

He felt that the world ahead seemed to have suddenly become much wider.

He knew that invisibly, the confrontation between him and Murong Wuhen had made him gain a lot of benefits in his state of mind practice.

"Who is Murong Wuqing? Even Elder Chunyu Yan is so afraid. Could it be that he is a genius disciple from the inner mountain of the Tianjian Sect?"

"There are no surprises in these duels."

In the distance, Nan Cheng, wearing a black robe, frowned, looking thoughtful.

There was no surprise in the other arenas he was paying attention to at this moment. Duan Chenfeng's opponent was completely at a disadvantage, and it was only a matter of time to lose.

On the other side of the ring, black lights kept flying in front of Qu Yiping, and his opponent shouted loudly, with many wounds on his body and blood splattered.

What surprised Nan Cheng slightly was Yu Minghong.

Yu Minghong is still the same as before in combat style, not impatient or impatient, and is extremely stable.

Every move he made was good at attacking and defense, and he would never take risks, nor would he leave opportunities for his opponent. His control of spiritual power was extremely accurate and he did not waste any trace of spiritual power. His opponent originally looked much more powerful than his spiritual power, but after slowly consuming it, he was unsustainable.

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Murong Wuhen shocked people so strong that all the disciples present even felt that the battle at this time became boring.
Chapter completed!