Refining divine pills, controlling divine beasts, and the useless lady is so cool

The most powerful attack of the Fuliu Poisonous Scale Beast is its venom. Now the parts of its body that emit the venom are being destroyed one by one, and it instantly loses the power to resist.

But in just a moment, the Fuliu Poisonous Scale Beast was only breathing its last breath and fell to the ground.

Mu Qingli used the space bag to move it into the space.

Shangguan Xiyue and the others were already used to it: "Are you going to develop a new type of poison again?"

"These things are not common. It must have taken a lot of effort to get them during the sect competition. Of course I have to make good use of them."

Mu Qingli said this and led them towards the town.

Some of the elders watching their competition wanted to complain, but when they remembered that those people were Miao Hongfang's disciples, their complaints turned into praise: "This disciple is really good and has an innovative spirit!"

Miao Hongfang just glanced at him lightly, and then turned his attention to Xiao Lingyi and others who were fighting with the Fuliu Poisonous Scale Beast.

He secretly despised the other teams for not letting the Willow Poisonous Scale Beast show up yet, and they all acted like idiots.

In fact, he didn't have this feeling in previous years, but this year, with the comparison, it seemed that those disciples who were still trying to cross the swamp were foolish.

Mu Qingli and his four companions were the first group to arrive around the town, and they were honored to watch the scenes of the other teams.

When Murong Jingchen saw Xiao Lingyi deal the final blow to the Fuliu Poisonous Scale Beast, he stood up excitedly and said, "Brother Yi and the others are coming."

Luo Ning, assisting the others, threw the Fuliu Poisonous Scale Beast into the space bag. When she saw Mu Qingli, she handed it to her: "Lili, give me a few of the poison pills you made. If anyone messes with me, I'll make him lose face!"

Xi Guan watched the conversation between several people, and a look of envy flashed across his face, but he also knew that he could not fit in with them, so he sat quietly aside.

When the third group came out, Mu Qingli and others had been waiting for two hours. They took a look at the person who came and it was Mu Xin.

Although Mu Xin was stupid, he still had some strength. When he saw Mu Qingli and others standing in front of them, he consciously moved away from them.

He doesn't want to be beaten again.

The first round of competition only lasts for two days. Those who fail to pass within two days will be eliminated. Now there are about 2000 disciples left in the sect.

When the time came, a bell rang from above the town, accompanied by a voice: "Congratulations on successfully entering the second level. The second level's task is very simple. Only 500 people present can enter the town. Geniuses, the melee begins."

When the bell rang and the sound ended, the area where everyone was standing suddenly bulged out, revealing a large circular stage.

Although the rules are not stated, everyone knows that falling from the stage means failure.

"Aren't we supposed to be cooperating as a team? Why are we suddenly fighting?"

A disciple of the Beast Taming Sect who barely made it through the first round had a pale face, and it was obvious that he was exhausted. If he were to fight now, he would definitely be eliminated.

His companion's expression was equally grim: "If that's too much trouble, can't you just let us into the town?"

Unfortunately, just as he finished speaking, he was kicked off the stage by a disciple of the Tianjian Sect: "You talk too much nonsense."

The disciple who was talking to him saw him vomiting blood after being kicked, looked at his companions, and jumped off the stage.

The Tianjian Sect disciple who had first attacked them spat at them: "You are useless."

However, his actions also ignited the vigilance of those around him. Even disciples from the same sect did not dare to get close to him for fear of being backstabbed.

The Beastmaster saw the eliminated disciples, his brow furrowed so tightly that it could kill a fly. He looked at the elders with dissatisfaction, "Is this how you teach your disciples? Defeat without a fight, how pathetic!"

The elders of the Beast Taming Sect also felt aggrieved: "Sect Master, they just finished the first round and haven't recovered much spiritual power yet."

The Beast Tamer Sect's leader sensed the crowd's amusement and, feeling he couldn't let others' power erode his own, nodded. "That's true. After all, contracted beasts can't be used in competitions. This way they can protect themselves and handle the upcoming Beast Tamer competitions. It's a strategic move."

Seeing that he was trying to make amends himself, the other sects who were watching the joke also focused their attention on the competition stage.

After the initial chaos, the disciples of each sect changed from fighting alone to forming alliances, but by the time they formed the alliances, half of them had already been kicked off the stage, and some even fought against each other within their own sect.

There are about a thousand people on the stage now. Xuantian Sect has the largest number of people, with nearly three hundred people left, and the other sects have only more than a hundred people left.

The people of Xuantian Sect did not attack their fellow disciples like those from other sects. They would even help out when they had the chance, so more of them stayed.

Some sects observed this phenomenon and felt it was very inappropriate, so they began to attack the Xuantian Sect.

Their target of attack was Mu Qingli. Although they knew the names of Mu Qingli and others, they didn't know what they looked like. So they chose at random and picked a king bomb.

Mu Qingli and Shangguan Xiyue stood back to back, the corners of their lips curled up slightly: "The fish is about to take the bait."

Seeing this, Luo Yu and others moved towards Mu Qingli.

They had just separated to fight and were not particularly eye-catching. In the eyes of others, they were just lucky to have stayed, which was why they were targeted by the Tianjian Sect.

"I haven't exercised for a long time. Next time I want to do something big."

Murong Jingchen took out a sledgehammer, which was of Saint grade. He had put away the previous one because it was of too low grade.

He has never beaten anyone before, so he wants to make this hammer draw some blood.

Pei Yan chuckled softly when he heard Murong Jingchen's words: "Weren't the previous fights with the brothers and sisters enough for you to train your muscles and bones?"

Xiao Lingyi directly exposed him: "He just wanted to show off his new weapon."

Seeing that they were still chatting, the people from the Heavenly Sword Sect couldn't help but sneer: "What are you talking about? Why don't you go down and talk?"

His sword stabbed straight at Murong Jingchen. He was a little jealous of the sledgehammer in Murong Jingchen's hand, which looked like a good thing.

Murong Jingchen immediately swung the sledgehammer and smashed it at the sword as he usually did when refining weapons.

The grade of that sword was not high, only imperial grade, but for ordinary disciples, it was also medium.

Murong Jingchen's hammer directly bent his sword. He was filled with disbelief: "Impossible! How can you be so strong? You are cheating!"

He said the three words "you cheated" so loudly that everyone around him heard it, and even the people who were fighting stopped.

"Who is cheating? Whoever is cheating, please stand up for me. I can't stand this kind of thing."

A disciple wearing the uniform of the Red Flame Sect said viciously.

When the Tianjian Sect disciple heard someone supporting him, his voice immediately became louder, pointing at Mu Qingli and the others: "They! They are all cheating! Look at my sword, although it is not of high grade, it is impossible for it to be bent by a single blow!"