The God Clan's Pets: Getting Rich by Raising Ghosts and Taming Beasts

At this moment, Shen Qinghan was looking at Qian Xi on the stage with tears of excitement in his eyes. He had already got the box, which contained the blood of the Gu King left behind after the Queen's fall.

It means that he can break the curse of Zi Gu and start practicing again.

Shen Qingmo, thank you.

Zhan Hui on the field has taken out his weapon, the Liancang Divine Sword, and his spiritual power has been greatly unleashed.

Zhan Hui touched the divine sword and looked at Qian Xi from head to toe with disdain: "Ugly girl, if you kneel down and call me brother, I won't hurt you, how about that?"

The people in the audience were instantly shocked: "How old is Zhan Hui this year!? He is only 20 years old and has already reached the peak level of a spiritualist?"

"Oh my god, no wonder the Emperor of Beichen dared to come to the appointment. He is already a top talent."

"Hey, look at that knife in Zhan Hui's hand. It's a divine weapon. It's a rare divine weapon in the entire continent."

"How can we fight this? Princess Qingmo may not be able to do it."

Everyone sighed.

Shen He on the stage was furious and looked at Zhan Lintian. His insider had reported that Zhan Hui was only a five-star spiritualist. How did he suddenly become a peak spiritualist?

This old bald man must have concealed the truth on purpose. How could Qing Mo fight him now?

Zhan Lintian looked at Shen He and laughed: "Thank you, Brother Shen."

Everyone’s reaction at this moment was that it was all over, Qingmo was definitely going to lose.

Nan Mingchen was sitting in his seat with a gloomy look on his face. Zhan Hui was indeed at a higher level than Xixi, so this match would not be easy to win.

Everyone in the Jedi Gate was worried about Xiaoxi.

Qian Xi on the stage, her red clothes fluttering, rolled her eyes, took out the Dragon Bone Heaven-Slaying Sword, her spiritual power bursting, and sarcastically said, "You keep calling me brother all the time, why are you going to lay eggs?"

Everyone exclaimed again at this time: "Oh my God, Princess Qingmo actually has seven spiritual stars!? How old is she? She is only eighteen years old!"

"Zhan Hui didn't have this level when he was 18. There are so many talented people this year."

"Hey, but there are still three small realms left. Can we win?"

"I think, no matter how talented you are, you probably won't be able to win."

"Oh, I think so too. It's three small realms away."

Because there were no innate spiritual treasures on the continent, some sharp-eyed people only stared at the Dragon Bone Heaven-Slaying Sword in Qianxi's hand. They knew it was a good thing, but they didn't recognize it.

The magic weapons in the entire thirty thousand realms are divided into: magic weapons, spiritual weapons, real weapons, immortal weapons, divine weapons, innate spiritual treasures, and chaotic objects.

However, no magical weapon above the level of innate spiritual treasure has ever appeared in the Juxing Continent.

Naturally, no one could recognize it.

Amid the discussions of the crowd, Zhan Hui, who was mocked as a chicken by Qian Xi, became angry and attacked Qian Xi.

"Zheng——" Qian Xi raised the Dragon Bone Sky-Slashing Sword and took on Zhan Hui's attack.

The shock of spiritual power made Qianxi's wrist numb and painful, but a blazing fire was burning in her eyes. Qianxi curled her lips and shouted: "Come again!"

Qian Xi's provocation made Zhan Hui more determined to fight, and the two of them immediately entangled with each other. Everyone only had time to see the red and black figures flying, and the spiritual energy shock waves overflowed violently in circles.

The sounds of "clang clang clang" were endless.

With the last sound of weapons clashing, the two men each took a step back.

Zhan Hui's eyes suddenly changed when he looked at Qian Xi: "Humph, there are few people in this world who can withstand the close-range swordsmanship of this prince, ugly girl, you are not bad.

This prince may consider giving you a concubine after the competition is over."

Qian Xi still had a strong fighting spirit in her eyes at this time, but her words were extremely cold: "Many people sound particularly stupid when they speak, but you are really different from them.

You look stupid even when you don't say anything."

Zhan Hui was extremely angry. He had always been praised highly by others, so he had never suffered such humiliation. He immediately used his spiritual power to condense a bunch of fireballs, which flew straight towards Qian Xi from the sky.

Zhan Lintian, who was outside the arena, was not in a good mood at this moment. It was unexpected that someone could block Hui'er's swordsmanship. This woman was really extraordinary.

The vice president of Xuanyuan College, You Shuang, stroked his chin with a satisfied look on his face: "Although this man in red is three realms behind the opponent, he can always neutralize the opponent's fierce sword skills. His bones are excellent."

While everyone was thinking about their own things, Qian Xi calmly dodged the incoming fireball.

At the same time, he made hand gestures: "The storm of apocalypse, the cold wind howls, the cold permeates the whole field, and everything is frozen!"

As the last word fell, endless cold light emanated from Qianxi's body, and the playing field beneath her feet began to turn icy, spreading to the entire venue at an extremely fast speed.

Without exception, the fireball that was about to hit him overhead was frozen into ice. With a snap, it fell to the ground and shattered into ice chips.

Zhan Hui's feet and even his legs had been frozen and he could not move.

The people outside the venue suddenly felt the cold coming towards them. After a moment of silence.

Suddenly there was a thunderous applause!!

"Oh my god! Am I watching a match between children at the Spiritual Master stage? Everything is frozen, oh my god, how did she do that at the Spiritual Master Seven Stars!?"

"Who just thought Shen Qingmo was not good enough, hahahaha."

There were already children around Shen Qingmo’s age picking up the ice chips outside the field, cheering excitedly: "Oh my God!! That’s amazing!! Shen Qingmo! Shen Qingmo! You are my god!!!"

Almost everyone in the audience was shouting "Shen Qingmo! Shen Qingmo! You are so awesome!!!"

You Shuang from Xuanyuan College was so excited that he crushed the teacup in his hand: "Oh my God, a seven-star spiritualist can reach such a level.

"Ruzi is teachable, Ruzi is teachable! "

Shen He was so happy at this time that he couldn't close his mouth. He glanced at Zhan Lintian: "Hahahaha, you are worthy of being my daughter, Shen He."

Zhan Lintian snorted heavily: "The game isn't over yet, old man."

At this time, Zhan Xun's eyes were already full of stars.

Zhan Hui's eyes on the field became serious at this time, and he actually had two brushes: "Next, I will not show mercy."

After saying that, he used his spiritual power to melt the ice on his legs, and shouted towards the sky, "Burning sky, sea of ​​fire! Wild dance of the flame snakes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the competition venue that had just been frozen was broken by a strong flame from the ground.

The entire competition field suddenly turned into a sea of ​​fire, and dense swarms of flame snakes appeared beside Zhan Hui, with tongues of fire sticking out, eager to pounce towards Qian Xi.

Zhan Lintian, who was present, looked even more gloomy. He was able to force Hui'er to use his strongest killing move. This woman was not simple.

There was a golden light flashing in Qian Xi's eyes at this moment. She used her Nine-Glory Pupil to see that this was Zhan Hui's strongest attack. He must have used up all his spiritual power when he used this move.

Qian Xi felt the scorching heat around her at this moment, and suddenly realized the difference in spiritual power. She had just used the ice-based magic from the "Chaos Divine Art", and with the support of the divine art, she was able to perform at a level that surpassed that of a seven-star spiritualist.

But now, if you want to win, you can’t compete with your opponent in spiritual power, so you can only take advantage of your opponent’s weaknesses to win.

Zhan Hui looked at Qian Xi at this time. His spiritual power had been drained out, and he believed that the spiritual power of the person opposite him had also been exhausted. The corners of his lips curled up, and he raised a smile of victory.

Qian Xi on the opposite side flipped her hands and made hand gestures: "Frost condenses!"

At this time, the water molecules in the air condensed together and continued to rotate, getting faster and faster, forming a frost tornado.

The tornado blocked Zhan Hui's sight, and also blocked the sight of everyone outside.

Qianxi, who was in the center of the storm, used the remaining spiritual power in her hands to draw a teleportation array under her feet, and appeared behind Zhan Hui when he was confused.

When Zhan Hui felt the coolness on his neck, the storm had already subsided.

The crowd couldn't see the situation clearly in the field, and the second monk Zhang was confused at this time.

When the storm on the field completely dissipated, I could see the situation on the field clearly.

At this time, Wei Wanwan was half lying on the chaise longue, holding a bunch of grapes in her hand.

"Oh my god, I told you, it must be..."