Chapter 3611 Coincidentally, I Also Played the Second Game!

"You are not my opponent, change one!"

Yin Ping is not comparable to ordinary human women, and her temper is several times calmer than that of Han Luoying who is prone to anger over there. She did not lose her composure because of Yuan Ming's teasing, but said something in a deep voice.

Over the years, Yinping's status in the Moon God Palace has become higher and higher, and in many cases, it is not just responsible for the affairs of the Thunder Palace.

Some deacons of the Moon God Palace would ask this Thunder Palace disciple for advice when they encountered some difficult problems that could not be solved.

And every suggestion from Yin Ping is always watertight, as time goes by, Yin Ping represents not only the identity of a disciple of the Hall Master of Thunder Palace, but also an indispensable think tank of Moon God Palace.

Years of experience has given Yin Ping a calm disposition to deal with things. As a genius of the Moon God Palace in the demigod realm, it is not enough for a mere spirit of a ninth-rank immortal to lose his temper in anger.

"Yuan Ming, you probably don't know this eldest lady, she is the eldest disciple of the Lord of the Thunder Hall of the Moon God Palace!"

Yuanming hadn't spoken yet, but Motuo on the other side shouted loudly. After being reminded by him, the former immediately remembered who the so-called chief disciple of the master of the Thunder Palace was.

"Silver bottle?"

It seems that Yuan Ming is not a martial idiot who does not listen to things outside the window. The Zhaixing Building of the Moon God Palace has information about the Wanmo Forest, so why not the Wanmo Forest.

At least Yuan Ming still has some understanding of the powerful men of the three top human forces, or the amazing geniuses.

Of course, for the strange spirits like Motuo Yuanming, the most fearful ones are naturally the top geniuses like Shen Xingmou Nangongdao.

Although Yin Ping's status in the Moon God Palace is high, it is still not as good as Tang Jingzhe, who is known as the son of the moon. Therefore, after knowing the identity of the other party, Yuan Ming certainly paid more attention to it, but he was not afraid of it. There will be too many.

"So much nonsense, who will play the second round?"

Yin Ping seemed a little impatient, she didn't come here to play casual games with the other party, for this second battle, she was determined to win, it was not only related to her own gain or loss.

After the second inquiry, both the cultivators on the human side and the experts on the spirit side all looked around, wanting to know who the Spirit Race would send to the second round of the battle?

Even Mo Jiang and Motuo over there are a little curious. To be honest, Motuo, who has recovered from his injuries, is undoubtedly the best candidate. Otherwise, the spirit clan can only send the tomb returner of the demigod realm. The tomb of the master of Chengcheng.

But that day, the tomb was seriously injured by Yun Xiao, and he couldn't recover to his peak in a few days. If he faced the silver vase of the Moon God Palace, his chance of winning would not be more than half.

The gazes of countless foreign spirit cultivators kept looking back and forth at Motuo and Zimu. There were only two demigod realms on their side. selected from the position.

"Coincidentally, this second match is also played by me!"

However, when all the cultivators on both sides were looking at Motuo and Zitou, Yuan Ming, who was floating in the sky above the sky, and the strong man of the Ten Thousand Demon Forest who had just won a game, suddenly spoke.

As soon as these words came out, the entire Gu Yunze suddenly fell silent, and everyone couldn't believe their ears. Isn't that guy a ninth-rank immortal? How can I participate in the second round of the battle in the realm of demigods?

At this moment, many people suddenly remembered a sentence that Li Muling said earlier. At that time, it seemed that this was just a ridicule of the genius of the Lieyang Temple. Could such a strange thing really come true?

Especially when some people thought of Yuan Ming's answer at that time, they were even more thoughtful. At that time, Yuan Ming did not seem to deny it, but chose to acquiesce.

"Are you going to make a breakthrough?"

Yin Ping frowned slightly, obviously also thinking of this possibility, and asked immediately, and then she saw Yuan Ming smiling slightly, and an extremely terrifying aura erupted from her body instantly.

Although Yuan Ming didn't answer, he proved that Yin Ping's question was true with practical actions. When an extremely cold breath erupted from his body, all the cultivators on both sides were dumbfounded.

Except for the extravagance who knew some inside stories, the two Mo family members over there were all shocked. They never thought that there would be such a scene.

Mo Tuo, who didn't pay attention to Yuan Ming originally, but was only jealous of the power behind him, black light flashed in his eyes, and there was a hint of jealousy in it.

Mo Tuo may not care too much about a Yuan Ming who is a ninth-grade immortal, but Mo Tuo is really not sure of winning a battle with a Yuan Ming who is at the same level as himself.

Although the relationship between the two parties in Wanmolin is not as tense as the relationship between ghosts and humans, the Mo family and the Yuan family have been fighting openly and secretly for many years.

It is undoubtedly the result that the Mo family does not want to see that the other party has an extra junior with unlimited potential in the realm of demigod.

Yin Ping sensed that majestic aura, and felt a little uneasy in her heart. According to her usual style, if it was on other occasions, she might have stopped it immediately.

But now it is the competition period of the battle competition, and any spirit or human who has not participated in the competition cannot act first.

Otherwise, not to mention the first-rank god emperors on both sides, even the second-rank god emperors who hide in the dark will take action to suppress them.

On the surface, only the first-rank God Emperor sits on both sides. In fact, in every battle, the spirit and the human side will each send a second-rank God Emperor to maintain it secretly, just because they are afraid of some unnecessary changes.

It's just that unless it's a last resort, or it's beyond control, the dark powerhouses generally don't show up. So many competitions, there haven't been too many changes that break the rules.

At this moment, the second round of the battle has not yet started, it is naturally impossible for Yin Ping to attack a spirit with only a rank nine immortal. It would inevitably be suspected of bullying, and the spirit will never agree.

Therefore, all human cultivators, including Yin Ping, can only watch that guy named Yuan Ming break through from the cultivation base of the ninth-rank immortal to the demigod realm, and it took two sticks of incense time in the middle .

"These cunning spirits seem to have been prepared for a long time!"

Sensing the soaring aura on Yuan Ming's body, Han Luoying gritted her teeth a bit, her beautiful eyes turned towards Lu Liang who had just woken up and looked extremely pale, and couldn't help cursing angrily.

"Don't worry too much, Yuan Ming who just broke through may not be the opponent of Yin Ping!"

Li Muling patted the back of Han Luoying's hand lightly and comforted him. He didn't hide his words very much, which made the human cultivators who heard these words finally let go of some big stones in their hearts.

Because everyone knew that Yuan Ming was not hiding his strength, but suppressed his cultivation base at the ninth-rank immortal, just like Lu Liang did not break through. The purpose should be to win two games in a row and create a miracle.

But no matter what, Yuan Ming is a newcomer to the level of demigods. Compared with Yin Ping, who has been in this level for a long time, it is undoubtedly not enough. This is also an opportunity for the human side to win.

"What? Are you qualified to be your opponent now?"

Yuan Ming, who had completed the breakthrough, did not hide the icy aura raging around him at all. Seeing him turning his gaze to Yin Ping, he asked the genius of Luna Palace with a smile.

"Is there still that three-stroke agreement?"

Although Yin Ping looked full of arrogance, years of experience made her not as thin-skinned as ordinary geniuses. As soon as she said this, the audience suddenly fell silent.

"Hehe, you are the chief disciple of the Thunder Hall Master of the Moon God Palace, how can you be compared to that trash Lu Liang?"

Yuan Ming didn't fall into the trap, but stretched out his hand and pointed to Lu Liang over there. After saying this, the latter who had just woken up could not help but spurt a mouthful of old blood. He didn't bring such a bully of.

Originally, Lu Liang was already depressed because of the injury in his body, and that guy wanted to sprinkle salt on the wound, that is to say, he didn't have the strength, otherwise he would definitely spit that guy's face.

The more the other party is like this, the more cautious Yin Ping is.

She suddenly discovered that this guy Yuan Ming's arrogance also depends on the person. He must have been fully sure just now, so he dared to say the three-stroke agreement. Now he has undoubtedly become a lot more cautious.

Like that kind of superficially arrogant guy, although Yin Ping is not very old, he has seen a lot in these years. That kind of person is not difficult to deal with, and the one who is relatively difficult to deal with has to be someone who is extremely deep in the city like Yuan Ming.

"In that case, let's see the real chapter under my hand!"

Yin Ping acted swiftly and resolutely, not a sloppy person, she heard her deep voice, then raised her right arm slightly, as if pointing to the sky.

"Ray!"

There was another shout, and a thunderbolt fell from the sky without warning, and the target was Yuan Ming, who was also floating in the sky, a strong spirit who had just broken through to the realm of demigod.

It has to be said that this disciple of the Lord of the Thunder Hall of the Moon God Palace is indeed a born son of the thunder attribute. The silver bottle at this moment is like the Nine Heavens Thunder God.

"Although the sky thunder is strong, I have ice and snow to treat it!"

Sensing the thunder punishment falling from the sky, Yuan Ming didn't panic at all, he heard the same shout from his mouth, and there were already countless snowflakes around him, like elves dancing in the snow.

Yuan Ming's body didn't know what it was. In short, his use of the cold power had convinced Lu Liang at this moment. Apart from scolding his mother in his heart, he knew that he would never be able to reach such a level in his life.

Countless snowflakes rose from Yuan Ming's body, and then wrapped the silver lightning completely. The snow white was mixed with silver light, which looked quite mysterious and dazzling.

But everyone knew that it was the most dangerous pulse skill confrontation, and if anyone's pulse skills were weaker, they might end up like Lu Liang before.

For a moment, the power of ice and snow and the power of thunder and punishment came to a stalemate for a short time, making the entire ancient Yunze silent. They were all waiting for a result, a result that satisfied them.