Alchemy! Control the beast! The good-for-nothing lady kills the three worlds madly

Senior sister?

The Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect actually gained a senior sister out of thin air?

How weird.

Nan Bingqiong also heard Mei Wuji's angry voice, raised her eyes and looked over, and was immediately amazed by the appearance of this purple-eyed boy.

The young man looks a bit feminine, with very white skin and delicate facial features. Women would feel ashamed standing in front of him, but as soon as he opens his mouth, they feel that he is full of righteousness and youthfulness, and his two different temperaments are actually perfect. The fusion of them makes people inevitably look at them more.

It was also the first time for Nan Bingqiong to see all the disciples of the Myriad Tribulations Sect. After seeing Mei Wuji, her pupils trembled slightly when she glanced at the others casually: Why are these disciples so good-looking? Is it possible that the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect accepts disciples based on their looks rather than their talents?

She subconsciously looked towards the back of the team of Golden Dragon Sect disciples where she was. There was an out-of-place young man in black clothes. He wore a hood on his head. He seemed to never be able to raise his head. He lowered his head and half of his face was shrouded in shadow. among.

The remaining half of the face was too ugly, twisted, and gloomy, and it had frightened many female disciples of the sect in the past two days.

I don’t know where the little monster came from!

The head of the school liked him so much that he accepted him as his direct disciple two days ago. I don't know how many people envied him.

The little monster is a few years younger than her, but he is already in the Lingzong realm, and the elders also admire him.

She curled her lips secretly and turned her head back, not wanting to look any further for fear of contaminating her eyes. She curiously inquired: "Senior Brother Li, tell me, there is an additional senior sister in the Myriad Tribulations Sect, who could it be? Could it be possible? Can we really turn around the situation of the Myriad Tribulations Sect?"

The reason why she was so curious was because she suddenly felt an uneasy feeling in her heart.

"Junior Sister Bingqiong, you are overthinking. How can any powerful person join the Myriad Tribulations Sect? Let me tell you quietly, the elders of the sect calculated half a month ago that there will be no more Myriad Tribulations Sect in the world. They are just struggling to death now. The senior sister they talk about may have just broken through to the spiritual master realm in her late 80s. Maybe she got some benefits from the Myriad Tribulations Sect before joining the Myriad Tribulations Sect. In short, even if she found helpers, she would still be the last to die. "

Nan Bingqiong was happy now. She wished that everyone related to Nan Wanye would be in bad luck.

As the competition gets closer and closer, the square becomes more and more lively. There is no empty seat in the auditorium. There are also spiritual boats hanging in the distance for powerful people to sit in and watch the competition.

A deacon from the monks' guild came over, pointed at Mei Qian arrogantly and said: "The competition is about to begin. If there are not enough participants, you should give up the competition immediately to avoid wasting everyone's precious time!"

"Isn't it time for the game yet? Why are you urging me? You're urging me to die!"

Junior brother Mei Wuji said in a bad tone.

The deacon snorted coldly: "There is only half a stick of incense left. If people haven't arrived yet, you, the Myriad Tribulations Sect, just wait."

The last half of the sentence seemed to have something to say.

Mei Qian's expression darkened.

The deacon turned around and left, calling the disciples from the other fourteen sects to take part in the competition first to prepare.

As soon as the person stood on the ring, there were all kinds of shouts, boos and whistles all around, all making fun of them.

"Why don't the disciples of the Myriad Tribulations Sect come on stage?"

"I heard that the senior brother of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect was deposed. He was lucky enough to survive and can no longer practice. There is a new senior sister in their sect."

"How can Senior Sister be the new one? What a nonsense!"

"So many of us are waiting for these losers?"

People gradually began to become dissatisfied. Of course, for fun, they had to watch the whole show. The young master of the Li family, Li Changqing, had just spent millions of spiritual stones to buy the last place in the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect. Everyone had stretched their necks to watch the excitement.

Who knows, the other party's people haven't arrived yet.

"I'm afraid I don't dare to come at all."

"Sisters who join halfway are just like playing house. If the sect cannot survive, we should close down as soon as possible to avoid wasting resources!"

"that is!"

Amidst the criticisms and complaints from everyone, half a stick of incense gradually burned to the end.

Li Changqing was extremely angry and felt sorry for his millions of spiritual stones, thinking that the other party did not come on purpose.

Nan Bingqiong was extremely happy, and her anxious heart calmed down. Her goal was to get rid of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect, eliminate them directly without competition, and become a wild sect, which was simply the best.

"Okay, the time is coming soon. The Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect doesn't have enough disciples to participate, so they will lose their qualifications for the competition..."

"Who said it was not enough? Didn't I come now?"

A clear voice came, and Nan Wanye strode out of the competition venue in a flamboyant red dress.

The one accompanying her was Cang Wanchen, who was wearing a black mask.

At the last moment when the incense burned out, Nan Wanye stood on the stage with Mei Qian and third junior sister Ning Yingying.

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect were pleasantly surprised and relieved.

"Can we start the game now?"

Nan Wanye asked with raised eyebrows.

The deacon of the monks' guild looked grim.

"How is that possible! How can my sister participate in the competition? She doesn't know how to practice!"

The moment he saw her, Nan Bingqiong's pupils tightened, a look of disbelief appeared on his face, and he deliberately increased his volume.

"Who is she?" Someone didn't know Nan Bing Qiong Nan Wanye.

Someone immediately explained: "The speaker is the future Crown Princess Nan Bingqiong. She has joined the Golden Dragon Sect and is a direct disciple of the Seventh Elder! The sister she talks about is none other than Nan Wanye, the owner of the mysterious blind box. You are the owner of the mysterious blind box shop. Do you know?"

Almost every monk who comes to the Holy City knows about the blind box store. After all, news spreads the fastest.

Everyone suddenly realized that they had finally met their master.

"What nonsense! You can't practice, what are you doing here!"

The deacon said angrily to Nan Wanye.

Nan Wanye slowly took off the veil on her face, and her spiritual energy fluctuated.

The deacon's expression changed. This spiritual power...is exactly the realm of a spiritual master!

Isn't she a loser who has been rumored to be a loser? How can you practice cultivation?

The one who was even more shocked was none other than Nan Bingqiong.

This time she was so shocked that her eyes almost popped out, and her expression was a bit scary.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How can she practice without spiritual roots!"

She couldn't believe it.

Because the spiritual roots in Nan Wanye's body were taken out by her parents and grafted onto her body, Nan Wanye's Dantian should be empty.

How can waste cultivate?

She has cultivated to the level of a spiritual master, and she has endured countless hardships and hardships. Nan Wanye is a waste. How can a waste have the same cultivation level as her?

She couldn't understand it and didn't want to believe it. She thought there must be something wrong.

Li Changqing was also puzzled: "Yes, doesn't your sister have no spiritual roots? How can she be a spiritual master?"

Nan Bingqiong had a flash of inspiration and said: "I know, Venerable Qingluan must have used some powerful magic weapon for my sister, so my sister seems to have good cultivation! This is cheating! You can't do this!"