Deming nodded secretly. It was precisely this. If it was really stated that it would be exchanged for the Xuanyin Spirit Grass for 3,000 years, there would definitely be others coveting this pair of sisters. Even if someone really had a Xuanyin Spirit Grass for 3,000 years, it would definitely not appear in everyone's sight without any wit.

"What Yu Tong said is so much, I will make arrangements!" Deming stood up and said, "You two friends are guests from afar, so let's take a rest! I'll say goodbye!"

"Great wish to see you for senior!" Zhang Yuhe and Zhang Yutong quickly stood up.

"Senior, can we wait...can we see the grand occasion of the Feather Immortal Conference?" Zhang Yuhe asked timidly.

Looking at Zhang Yuhe's charming little daughter, Deming smiled kindly and said, "Of course, you can participate in the sword cultivator before. You can also learn from each other and improve each other!"

"Thank you senior!" Zhang Yuhe shouted excitedly, then pulled Zhang Yutong: "Let's go, sister, go watch the fun!"

When Zhang Yuhe and Zhang Yutong walked out of the pavilion with Deming and came to the square, there were only disciples on duty by Taiqing Sect in the entire square, as well as the leader of each sect, two deputy leaders, with a calm face and a divine thought to look between different circular illusion arrays!

The first round of battle just now has passed, and no one has ever broken through except He Fangyuan. Moreover, three of the thirteen sects have lost their disciples and lost their pills. They have not said that the spirit stones and Huang Fu are very displeased.

At this time, Xiao Hua stood steadily on a grassland. A distance of about dozens of feet in front of him was also a female cultivator in the late stage of the twelfth level of Qi Refining. The female cultivator was Zhu Beibei from Xuantian Sect. This woman was so angry that she was a bit too concave. In addition, she was wearing a Taoist robe that was not common to Xiao Hua, and her fair skin was exposed in many places, which aroused Xiao Hua's eyes involuntarily fell into some shadows!

"Ahem! Fellow Daoist Zhu~" Xiao Huajing's eyes moved to Zhu Beibei's pink and tender face and smiled apologized: "I came to Yuxian Conference to gain a long experience. I have no idea. I accompany my senior sister to take a few moves. When the time limit comes, I will withdraw from the illusion array himself!"

"Nothing is that simple!" Zhu Beibei sneered, and was afraid of her hand. A silver pipa was held in her hand. When she flicked her fingers, a beautiful sound rippled in the air.

"Yin Attack?" Xiao Hua frowned, and he laughed secretly in his heart. He was born in the Wanlei Valley of the Yulei Sect. Although he had only been in the Yulei Sect for several years, he had no choice but to pass on his silent thunder's sound-proof method, and even thunder could be avoided. How could this so-called pipa be a problem?

"Sister Zhu, don't force people too much!" Xiao Hua looked like he was strong outside and was furious, and said in a frustration: "Why are you your opponent?"

"Hmph, since you are here, you must be enlightened!" Zhu Beibei sneered, and the magic power in her hand activated, "Ding Ding Dong Dong", and the sound wave attacked Xiao Hua round by circle. Xiao Hua felt dizzy in his mind and his whole body was not under control, as if he was a puppet controlled by someone.

Seeing Xiao Hua being controlled by her, Zhu Beibei showed a hint of ridicule on her lips. Although they were all at the twelve levels of Qi Refining, she knew the difference between the late stage and the early stage. As early as when she was in Xuantian Sect, she had already defeated hundreds of disciples in the middle stage of Qi Refining with this method. She was still very confident about the power of her magic weapon!
Chapter completed!