Chapter 6819

Yun Chujiu really didn't know the strange cow in the cage, but Mu Jiao and the others seemed to know each other, so this guy tugged at Mu Jiao's sleeve:

"Senior Sister Mu, what's in the cage?"

Mu Jiao wanted to ridicule her a few words, but she swallowed it after thinking of something, and said, "That's a fake cause, although it can't be compared with the real cause, it's still relatively rare."

Seeing that Yun Chujiu was still confused, Mu Jiao endured it and continued to explain patiently:

"Xiyin is a famous ferocious beast. It is said that there is only one in the world. Almost no one has seen its real body, and it only exists in the classics.

False Yin Yin is very similar to Xing Yin in length, so it has such a name. In layman's terms, it means false Xing Yin.

Although it looks very fierce, it is actually very bullying.

If it sees a monk who is stronger than it, it will immediately retreat and retreat without a fight.

But if it sees a monk weaker than it, it will show its teeth and claws, and chase after it.

I don't know what is the purpose of Shengshan Yun's family to bring it to the stage? "

At this time, Yun Haoquan said with a smile: "Everyone, I think everyone knows that this fake reason is very bullying, so the eighth round of selection will take advantage of the characteristics of this fake reason.

Later, I will release this fake head, and then let the disciples participating in the selection release sword spirits to deter them and force them back into the cage, and the results will be calculated according to the length of time.

Yun Qianchen, let's start with you first. "

Everyone in the audience whispered, the Yun Family of the Holy Mountain is really ingenious, unexpectedly came up with such a selection method.

However, this method is quite good, the sword spirit can best represent the level of a person's cultivation.

In particular, the sword spirits of the seven people on the stage must all be ancient sword spirits, and if each of them is still alive in the world, it is enough to make the fake Yin surrender.

Even if it's just a sword spirit, as long as it releases enough coercion, it will take some time for the bullying Fake Yin to return to the cage on its own initiative.

Yun Chujiu laughed out loud, and Mu Jiao who was beside her looked at her suspiciously: "What are you laughing at?"

Yun Chujiu gnawed a mouthful of the fruit: "Senior Sister Mu, ah, I'm envious! You see, the Yun Family of the Holy Mountain deserves to have a profound heritage, and the projects selected by this young Patriarch are so unique."

Mu Jiao frowned. Why did she feel that that smile didn't look like envy but...gloating?

Forget it, she must have misunderstood.

At this time, Yun Haoquan had already released the fake Yin Yin from the cage.

The fake scorpion wanted to run away, but when it saw the many monks sitting under the stage, it immediately put its tail between its legs and turned into a beast.

It saw a piece of monster meat placed in front of it, and began to bite without the slightest hesitation.

Yun Qianchen stood at the designated position, raised his hand and released his sword spirit.

Everyone in the audience exclaimed again, because Yun Qianchen's sword spirit is a giant wolf with fleshy wings, if it weren't for the halo around the fleshy wolf's body, it would be no different from the real one.

The moment the fake dog saw the giant wolf with flesh wings, its pupils shrank, and the monster meat in its mouth fell to the ground.

However, after an instant assessment, it didn't retreat, but continued to bite the monster meat.

Yun Qianchen gritted his teeth. Due to the regulations, he could not attack the false spirit, and he could only let the giant meat-winged wolf release enough coercion, so he began to stimulate the sword energy in the sword embryo with all his strength, so that the giant meat-winged wolf could release enough coercion. The coercion of the wolf is getting stronger and stronger.

There are still two chapters left, after finishing writing, my aunt is really uncomfortable to catch a cold, so I procrastinate, sorry.