C212 The struggle between the tigers and the tigers lasts for a long time

In the next two matches, the first group would be the Old Man Tong versus Fu Yuxin. The second group would be wooden versus Cui Di.

At this time, Lan Bing came over to bother Lin Mufeng again, but this time, he brought Lin Mufeng a shocking piece of news. It turned out that he knew about Yu Xin from the beginning, thus she told the story of how the owner of the flowery red mask possessed Yu Xin, and how he had secretly poisoned himself.

So it turned out that Lan Bing knew all of this!

"Since you know, why did you only say it now?" At this time, Lin Mufeng had also changed his view of Lan Bing. Although he was still annoyed by this woman and when he thought about what had happened in his cave, even the naturally evil him felt that it was a kind of humiliation.

Lan Bing obviously saw through Lin Mufeng's intention. She then pulled away her sleeves, and her pure white arms that were as white as spring onion were revealed in front of Lin Mufeng, as the lights in the room were already on, so called "beauty under the light". Under the dim yellow light, Lan Bing's cold and alluring appearance seemed to have become even more captivating.

Lan Bing's gatekeeping sand was still there, she was still a virgin after all. Palace Sand: A bright red mole is placed on the white lotus like arm of the girl. It is salty and cold. In addition to the main medicine to guard the palace, still need to "well spray water" and "pills".

This was naturally where Lan Bing excelled at. Lan Bing put down her sleeves and leisurely said: "This is where the mantis stalks the cicada, the oriole is behind!"

"But the dead!" Although Lin Mufeng was evil and knew the past, and knew that it was only because he loathed Lan Bing that he kept misunderstanding, killing was still a mistake. Although he was a vampire in his previous life, there was a way to steal, and vampires were no exception, they only killed the people who deserved to be killed!

"Why? This doesn't resemble your personality, Mu Feng!" Lan Bing looked at the man in front of him with suspicion. In his past memories, he had been cold, heartless, and even bloodthirsty. Why did he care about the existence of his life now?

"It's time to go back and rest. Since Miss Lan has made herself clear, when will this show end?"

"End?" "Perhaps …" At this time, Lan Bing finally realised a very practical problem. Back then, the two of them were indeed acting for their own purposes, but now, it was clear that Lan Bing had entered into the drama. For some inexplicable reason, he fell in love with this evil man and was unable to extricate herself from it. Sigh, perhaps on the day of the conclusion, we would turn against him again?

But this was definitely not the result she wanted!

An entire night's worth of time quickly passed, but no matter if Lin Mufeng was present or not, he kept tossing and turning. As he laid there unable to sleep, each of them had their own thoughts. Just then, a figure flashed past Lan Bing's rooftop like a ghost.

Then, a worm-like creature hung from a tree. It spat out silk and formed a net, coiling itself up into a cocoon. Then, in the slightly rising darkness of the night, it stood still.

The next morning, two battles took place, in the first battle, Old Man Tong went against Fu Yuxin.

Of the two, one was naturally formed and the other was skillful.

The Tong Clan's elder's Heavenly Soul, the Azure Dragon's crescent moon blade, was extremely fierce and extremely Yang. Within the blade, there were two high quality soul skills. "Azure Dragon Whipping Tail" and "Moon Shattering Star".

But Yu Xin's heavenly soul was a "multicolored neon towel." This multicolored neon towel seemed to be ordinary, but it had an unfathomable attack power, something that was both soft and hard, something that was even soft in the hard and the hard. Yu Xin did not reveal her true strength previously. As for multicolored neon towel, since they were called Rainbow, they could be cultivated to the highest level with five levels of soul skills. They were: Color Cloud Chasing Moon, Ni Chang's Feather Robe, Rainbow Cloud, Flowing Light and Overflowing Colors, and Heaven's Extreme Dance.

Among them, the fifth soul skill, Heaven's Extreme Dance, was the most powerful. However, from a thousand years ago, there had been very few people who possessed a third level soul skill like the multicolored neon towel. Thus, these four to five soul skills were only a skill that he desired but could not obtain.

The current Yu Xin was obviously unable to unleash her true strength, because if she used it, it would definitely not be Yu Xin's technique, but Zhong Moli. Thus, what Yu Xin released right now was only her first soul skill, "Caiyun chase after the moon."

Lan Bing had also come to spectate the battle today. Firstly, because she had been waiting for the right opportunity to expose Fu Yuxin. Secondly, because Yu Xin was participating in the battle, Lin Mufeng would definitely be present. But unexpectedly, Xiao Qiang also came. Right now, these two could be said to be sworn enemies for a thousand years.

Apart from quarrelling, it was quarrelling.

While Lan Bing was planning everything, she didn't know that the strange cocoon she saw shaking on the treetops last night was what she needed right now, a clear cicada's body fluid. So she waited in the tree.

Finally, a cicada reached the tip of the branch. It greedily sucked the essence from the branch, unaware that a mantis was eyeing it. Of course, the ghostly figure in the cocoon could not see the situation outside and did not know about such a miraculous thing in this world. He only wanted to ambush the cicada greedily, but he did not expect that there was actually another creature that had spied on him for a long time.

Just as he stretched out his black tentacles and was prepared to quietly approach the cicada, a sharp claw dropped down. If the black tentacles didn't dodge in time, they would have been cut off at the same time.

The antennae were resentful, and the food in their mouths was taken away from them. However, he actually felt what it meant to be a "mantis stalking a cicada, while a yellow sparrow follows it."

Therefore, that ball of black ghost aura retreated back into the cocoon, quietly waiting for the next opportunity.

At this time, Yu Xin had already won the first round.

With the confidence he had gained victory over the Old Man Tong in the first round, the second round still ended with Yu Xin's victory.

Next was the final match of the top five against Cui Di. The stupefied Qiu Niaoqingming, was extremely powerful, but Cui Di's flute also did not show any sign of weakness.

Now that Mu Ran had the upper hand on the stage, attacking first with his intent, a faint yellow light suddenly appeared between his brows, filling the air. The entire sky seemed to darken along with it, and a wave of sadness rose up as a gigantic illusion materialized behind him. The illusion was shaped like a bird, and was over ten meters tall.

This form of attack had a great impact on one's mind. It could even affect opponents two realms higher.

Cui Di didn't seem to be affected in the slightest, as he continued to immerse himself in his own music and flute music. Today, he was playing a mountain and countryside flute that was very different from his previous style. It was a bit unexpected, but no matter how much he changed the tune, how elegant, how sad, he was still using what was supposed to be elegant to kill people.

Seeing that Qiu Niaoqingming was unable to affect his opponent, he unwittingly sent out the crown of clarity. In his hands, the Clear Sky Crown was like a giant sword, slashing through the air and causing faint ripples to appear.

Finally, Cui Di's zither music was split apart by this layer of Sword Qi, a trickle of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and he fell onto the ground. Although he was able to stand up again in three seconds, he was not successful in this match. The first round ended with Cui Di injured.

The second round would be up soon. If Mu Ran won, then the top five would be chosen.

And right now, Lin Mufeng had precisely said as Zhang Jiejie had said, not only must she collect all these pieces, she must also carefully observe every single battle, even their movements and performances, because the moment that she had awakened her spirit energy, she had felt that something was off. Furthermore, she seemed to have a type of prediction ability as well, so she said that one must carefully observe every single battle, and even if it was boring, it would still be considered to be interesting, because there were some results that only happened inadvertently.

The second round of the competition began. Originally, Cui Di was going all out to save the situation, but with his personality, he was unable to give up on the thought of using the flute as a weapon to attack.

In this episode, he played a piece of "Fantasy Melody".

"You floating spirit, when the wind is calm on the sea and the moon is hollow in the sky, the arrogant Child of the Night is wandering, only you are able to understand my pain … It was like a distant song — soothing and sad.

Dim into and reverberate, in my mind in chaos of the heart, you little by little to forget... I confide the dream to you. A beam of light in the dream, breaking through the darkness, seeking, in the illusion, eternal happiness.

"You understand my indescribable pain, the passion that consumes me, the ideal passion, only you, who should I let go of you, the night elf!"

In the face of the concept created by the Illusory Melody, even someone like Mu Ran, who was proficient at attacking and affecting the opponent's mind, was unable to extricate himself from this dream-like nothingness. However, his physical strength was slowly consumed by the opponent's flute sound in the midst of his hallucination.

And what this flute sound was devouring was not only Mu Ran's physical strength, but also his long and slender figure. Of course, this was not something that Cui Di could accomplish with his power. Rather, it was the other person that had snuck in. Or more accurately, he could not be called a human. Rather, he was a type of creature called a trashy.

It was the vanguard of the Dark Demon Emperor's Star of the Eight Devils, and was a beast in the shape of a Demonic Butterfly. The reason why he did not show up until now was because he had yet to completely evolve, and only with the Autumn Cicada Spirit Dew would he be able to completely evolve. He had lost a great opportunity due to the laws of nature, but now he found one that was even better. This chance was with Mu Ran.

The autumn was clear and bright. Those cicadas would inevitably stop burning on their own. Therefore, when he used Cui Di's flute sound to distract the crowd's attention, he used the skill that was unique to the trashy area — Inscribed Sand.

It had a very strange shape. It had a hard shell on its back, horns on its head, and wings on its body. It could fly in the sky and attack people on their heads. It had no eyes, but its ears were especially sensitive. There was a thing in its mouth, shaped like a crossbow, that could tell the direction and distance of a person just by hearing a human voice. It then used the sand in its mouth as a arrow and shot at a person.

Even if a person's body could dodge, if a shadow was hit by a raider, it would get sick.

Now that the Demonic Butterfly saw the autumn cicada qi on Mu Ran's body, it needed to use his body to complete the evolution. Thus, it nibbled away at his shadow. In other words, Mu Ran had already died, and he didn't even know why, but it was just a moment ago that he had left this world and died.

Life is sometimes so fragile and vulnerable.

Furthermore, the Demonic Butterfly that had an evolution venue had already completely controlled Mu Ran right now. Even though the power that came from the darkness was only a small fry in the Star of the Eight Devils, it was definitely not something that Cui Di could handle.

In the second round, it was similarly Cui Di who lost.

In this way, the top five candidates were decided. The next step was to draw lots and decide who would fight their way to the finals without competing. The rules for drawing lots were very simple. Because the matches were all one-on-one, four lots were written with a number of 2, meaning that if two people competed, only one person wrote the number 1, the person who drew the number 1, would directly enter the finals.