Chapter 630: World’s Beautiful Man is a Cauldron XVIII

Chapter 630: World’s Beautiful Man is a Cauldron XVIII

When Wen Ying’s Qiankun Ring moved, the magical weapon came out in response. It was a light and transparent silk fan with embroidery on both sides. The fragrant breeze secretly sent her as she waved her wrist.

The first side is embroidered with pavilions, waterside pavilions, and gardens on the shore, with flowers blooming in clusters. Suddenly, a shadow flashed in the dark, and Wen Ying suddenly threw the fan into the distance. The peony flower broke out of the fan surface, and its roots extended infinitely, suddenly wrapping the black shadow. The flower’s surface opened its mouth and bit the black shadow!

The first round is obviously a test of force.

In the place where the ancient sect was stationed, monsters would not normally exist, so what appeared here mimicked phantom beasts. This black shadow is a second-level fire attribute monster with a sharp beak and a rat tail. There was a cluster of fire burning at the end of their tail, like a candle. If only one is killed, the other will continue to pass on the flame and restore themselves. Their individual ability is average, but their group damage was very difficult.

After Wen Ying killed one of them, more squeaking sounds sounded, and a group of shadows swarmed toward her!

Their fire burned the peonies. Fire defeats wood, water defeats fire. The fingers of Wen Ying pinched and the peony returned to its place. The water flowing in the bottom of the bridge on the silk surface surged in the wind and rushed out of the fan. A fierce wave hit them, leaving most of them struggling in the water!

It didn’t take long for Wen Ying to kill them all and pass the first level.

When Feng Li saw her appearing, he immediately glanced at her, thinking that the female cultivator was going to argue with him about the merits of good and evil again. Wen Ying didn’t even look at him. She seemed to have lost all interest in him after confirming that he was not the Chi Li Demon Lord.

The treasure box was opened by someone unknown. The light of the spiritual treasure was still there, and hands from all directions reached into the treasure box. Suddenly, a group of moths rose up from the treasure light, like smoke and dust, and quickly landed on those who had touched the treasure box. Even those nearby could not avoid it!

They screamed, and soon, there was a flash of red light on their bodies, and they disappeared, as if they were teleported out.

Since it was a place to test the disciples, there would be no killer moves to ambush them, they were just disqualified.

Feng Li did not see the female demon cultivator he was paying attention to among the disappearing people. He turned his gaze and realized that she had stopped as soon as she passed by and had already retreated halfway, but those people did not notice it.

Wen Ying stretched out and said, “It’s tiring to work with people who think they are smart. You have to put on airs. If you don’t do anything, how would you get out of here.” One sentence explained the intention of her actions just now.

Indeed, in the situation just like that, if no one took the lead, the stalemate would probably last for a while. There was only one Biyan grass, so of course it was first come, first served, and time was very precious.

But the moment she finished speaking, Feng Li suddenly took action, as fast as lightning, and his fierce attack came through the air!

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