Chapter 141 The Shura Field Between Two Women, the Thoughts of the Golden-Winged Little Peng King, and the Harvest of Immortal Source

It is hard to imagine that a princess of the Immortal Dynasty would lie at Jun Xiaoyao's legs like a cat at this moment.

She looked like an abandoned pet.

If the Yin-Yang Saint outside the box saw this scene, he would definitely doubt his life.

Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently: "Why are you here?"

Wu Mingyue said weakly: "I heard that the master was coming to Tiandao Tower, so Mingyue rushed here without stopping, just to see the master."

"Sir, how could she?" Jun Linglong was also very surprised, and her beautiful eyes widened slightly.

The relationship between Jun Xiaoyao and Wu Mingyue, apart from themselves, only Jun Zhangjian knew.

"It's a long story, but Mingyue is a trustworthy person." Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

Hearing this, Wu Mingyue showed a touching smile.

She was very happy to be trusted by Jun Xiaoyao.

But Jun Linglong was not happy, and there was a hint of hostility in her eyes.

She sensed a little threat.

"The Yin-Yang Saint outside the door seems to be interested in you." Jun Xiaoyao said casually.

Although they were separated by a private room, Jun Xiaoyao could understand the situation outside.

The Yin-Yang Saint, who was backed by the Yin-Yang Sect, was also the Saint of the Holy Spirit Academy.

Before, the Holy Spirit Academy had spread the news that Jun Xiaoyao was not welcome to come, and the Yin-Yang Saint and others must have been fanning the flames.

Wu Mingyue felt sweet when she heard this, and thought to herself: "Is the master jealous?"

However, she immediately said: "The master is overthinking, that Yin-Yang Saint, Mingyue has never even looked at him."

"Yeah." Jun Xiaoyao nodded.

"By the way, Master, Mingyue also brought you more than a hundred immortal sources, I can only collect so much." Wu Mingyue obediently took out the space magic tool, which contained immortal sources.

Even with her status as the eldest princess, it is not easy to collect so many immortal sources.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

He hadn't used Wu Mingyue yet, but Wu Mingyue herself became a tool.

"Very good, thank you very much." Jun Xiaoyao put away the immortal source and touched Wu Mingyue's smooth head.

Wu Mingyue narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, feeling sweet in her heart.

Jun Linglong felt more and more chest tightness as she watched, she stood behind Jun Xiaoyao, stretched out her jade hand, and said softly: "Young Master, Linglong will massage your shoulders."

Wu Mingyue put her hand on Jun Xiaoyao's leg and said: "Master, Mingyue will massage your legs."

"Ahem..."

Even Jun Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, and then pretended not to care.

Why does it feel like the Shura Field is unfolding?

...

On the other side, the martial arts competition is also about to begin.

All kinds of Tianjiao are sitting in the stands.

And some Tianjiao with noble status are sitting in the VIP box.

For example, the Golden Winged Little Peng King Jin Lie.

He is tall, handsome and powerful, with a long golden hair draped down.

There are golden vertical pupils in his eyes, like animals, with a wildness and very cold.

Behind him, there is also a pair of golden wings, and each feather is as sharp as a golden sword.

"This time, I want to collect some powerful followers, and Jun Xiaoyao..." Jin Lie narrowed his eyes, shining with cold light.

Jun Xiaoyao subdued the nine-headed lion as a mount, which made Jin Lie very unhappy.

The reason is very simple. When outsiders mention the top ancient royal family, they will first think of the nine-headed lion and the golden-winged roc.

These two races have always been well-known. When one is mentioned, the other will inevitably be mentioned.

And now, Jun Xiaoyao uses the nine-headed lion as a mount, and the golden-winged roc is as famous as the nine-headed lion.

Doesn't this mean that the golden-winged roc is just a mount?

When outsiders mention the golden-winged roc, they will say that it is the same as the nine-headed lion lineage, and they are all mounts.

"Humph, that nine-headed lion really makes my ancient royal family lose face!" Jin Lie's eyebrows are gloomy.

He made up his mind that he would meet Jun Xiaoyao in Tiandao Building later.

The face of the ancient royal family must not be lost!

"Everyone, welcome to the martial arts competition held by my Wanbao Chamber of Commerce. I hope everyone can gain something and make a lot of money."

An old man who presided over the meeting walked up to the high platform and said.

He did not waste words and quickly got to the point.

Two slaves were driven up.

One was covered with mane, huge in size, with muscular mounds, holding a white bone stick.

"It turned out to be a barbarian." Some monks were surprised.

The barbarians are also a very large group with many branches.

The high-level barbarians can even cultivate special barbarian patterns and use the power of nature.

Although this barbarian is not a high-level barbarian, its strength is also extremely powerful.

The other slave was very shriveled and skinny.

"It's the Fengying tribe." An old man recognized it.

"Okay, everyone can place bets." The old man who presided over the meeting said.

Jun Xiaoyao took a casual look.

It seems that the Barbarians are stronger than the Wind Shadows in every aspect.

Moreover, the Barbarians have thick skin and strong defense. Even if the Wind Shadows have the advantage in speed, it is very difficult to cause fatal damage to the Barbarians.

So most people suppress the Barbarians.

"Ten Immortal Sources, suppress the Wind Shadows." Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.

Jun Linglong and Wu Mingyue were both slightly surprised.

Ten Immortal Sources at once, it is definitely a big deal.

If you are not careful, you may lose everything.

Of course, they did not object at all. Jun Xiaoyao's words were orders.

However, the result came out soon.

The Fengying tribe member finally activated the power of blood, and a sharp wind blade directly pierced through the chest of the barbarian.

"The master is so powerful, with a sharp eye." Wu Mingyue admired.

"It's just a piece of cake."

With Jun Xiaoyao's current talent, not to mention seeing through everything, he can still detect the talents of these people.

In the end, the Fengying tribe member was bought by a genius from a powerful force.

Generally speaking, strong slaves will be wanted by someone.

Either as slaves or as dead soldiers.

However, Jun Xiaoyao doesn't like slaves like the Fengying tribe.

Not to mention being a follower, even buying them to guard the house seems redundant.

Next, a lot of slaves came one after another.

There are all the ancient tribes, including human and demon slaves.

And Jun Xiaoyao, without any surprise, all of them were hit.

The last 150 immortal sources became 400.

Of course, this is also due to the indulgence of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce.

Otherwise, if they win every time, Wanbao Chamber of Commerce doesn't want to bleed so much.

"It seems that Wanbao Chamber of Commerce is quite sensible and didn't stop me from continuing to suppress it." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Next, the old man who presided over the meeting became serious and spoke.

"Everyone, the next is the last duel of this martial arts competition."

As the old man finished speaking, two iron cages covered with cloth were pushed up.

There were even forbidden runes engraved around the iron cages.

But even so, there were also strong waves emanating from the iron cages.

"Hmm?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes suddenly condensed and looked at one of the iron cages.

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