"Is this the Great Sin Realm?" The Wei Elder from the Purple Cloud Palace stared at the eighteen green figures surrounding Wei Lai, his pupils widened, the light in his eyes was hot, and he muttered in his mouth.

"Song Shizi's Great Sin Realm has not long been formed, and the heat is still a little worse, which makes Wei Lao smile. Mr. Zuo, dressed in black, bowed down and spoke, his tone polite, but he was also condescending.

"It's just that I don't know how this kid offended you? Mr. Zuo told me a long time ago, I took care of this son when I found someone, why should Song Shizi take action personally. Wei Lao said this, but his eyes still fell on the green figure summoned by the so-called Great Sin Realm, and he looked at it for a while before he withdrew his gaze with difficulty: "I heard that the Great Sin Realm is one of the top methods in the Tianque Realm, and if you want to cultivate this method, you must have a complete divine pattern as the carrier, and Song Shizi just pushed open the three divine gates, can it be ......?"

Such a guess is not bold, it is not impossible for people to engrave a complete divine pattern with only three divine gates, but it is too rare, and being able to do this shows that this person's divine gate is extremely powerful, so that ordinary people can rely on the three divine gates to accommodate the complete divine pattern that ordinary people need four divine doors to hold. As long as such a guy can grow up safely, it is only a matter of time before he ascends to the Holy Realm and pushes open the Holy Gate.

Of course, for the First Divine Sect in the Northern Realm like the Tianque Realm, it was certainly not a strange thing to have such a genius figure. What really surprised the old man surnamed Wei was that as far as he knew, this son was not ranked at the bottom of the one hundred and eight new generals in the Tianque Realm, so in the Tianque Realm, there were hundreds of such geniuses and demons......

Grunt.

Thinking of this, the old man surnamed Wei swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and had a new understanding of the so-called Tianque Realm, the first divine sect in the north.

Mr. Zuo, who was dressed in black, used the corner of his eye to see the changes in the expression of the old man surnamed Wei in just a few breaths, he narrowed his eyes, and didn't pay attention to what Wei Lao said, but responded lightly: "After this trip, Old Man Wei sent the Holy Son of the Gate, if there is a chance, it is not impossible to get the inheritance of this method." ”

The Great Sin Realm is far from being as simple as the young man showed at this moment.

It is rumored that the most subtle and mysterious thing about the Great Sin Realm is that not only can these evil spirits completely simulate the cultivation of the caster, and fighting against them is actually an enemy, but the most amazing thing is that when they cultivate to a high place, these evil spirits can be transformed into great evil spirits, each of which is equivalent to an independent existence, and the cultivators can even engrave a variety of different divine patterns on the divine gate of these evil spirits, and the divine patterns are the main means of high-level monks. At that time, this great evil realm brought not only quantitative changes, but also a terrifying almost qualitative change in the monks.

Thinking that his Purple Cloud Palace's disciples would also have the opportunity to obtain such an inheritance, the old man surnamed Wei looked at Mr. Zuo's eyes and was suddenly full of gratitude.

Mr. Zuo didn't give him a chance to express his gratitude, and after saying this, he turned his head to look at Wei Lai, who was shrouded in the Great Sin Realm, and whispered, "But this kid also gave me a little surprise." The cultivation of the second realm is only able to hold on to the Great Sin Realm for so long without being defeated, hehe, weird, weird. “

......

The siege of the eighteen Three Realms cultivators can be described as terrifying, these figures condensed by the so-called Great Sin Realm are tireless and fearless of death, and the offensive is endless, although Wei Lai can barely compete with it with his strong cultivation. But it was not a long-term solution, and the attack of the eighteen monks gave him no chance to get close to the young man, and he was held back and tired of his incessant onslaught. If it goes on like this, it won't be long before Wei Lai will be exhausted and consumed by this strange method.

Wei Lai forced back the several green figures that rushed up with a knife, his mouth gasped, and his eyes stared at the young men behind the green figures, and the other party was also squinting his eyes and staring at him playfully.

Wei Lai knew very well that if he wanted to break through the situation in front of him, the only thing that was most important was to kill the young man who cast the spell, and the young man also knew very well that with the combat power shown by Wei Lai, although it was not bad, it was far from being able to break out of the siege of these eighteen evil spirits.

Wei Lai's heart secretly complained - his cultivation was not weak, with his cultivation of pushing open the two divine gates, under the premise of not being able to use the power of the divine gates, he could even compete with eighteen evil spirits equivalent to the monks of the Three Realms for so long, this kind of combat power was enough to make most people lose their big teeth.

But the dilemma in front of Wei Lai is that he has a deep cultivation, but he has no method to fight the enemy, and even except for the method of swallowing the dragon with the dove, Wei Lai has not even learned a one-and-a-half-style sword technique. Every time he experienced a major battle in the past, he either borrowed external objects, such as the power of the Yin God and the Jiao Snake, or it was a simple fight between forces, and when he really came into contact with the contest between the monks, Wei Lai realized that he still had a big gap compared to the real cultivators.

In this way, it seems that the invitation to fight at this moment is inevitably a bit big, but Wei Lai has no time to regret it. He swung out another sword, repelling several figures who came forward, but he was secretly thinking about how to break the enemy.

"Boy, now kneel down and beg for mercy, I might consider gouging out only one of your eyes, how about it?" the young man saw Wei Lai's tiredness, and he said with a sinister smile, his tone full of sarcasm and mockery.

Wei Lai didn't have the heart to pay attention to that guy's taunts, he frowned as he resisted the attack of the green shadow while thinking about how to break the enemy.

In all fairness, Wei Lai's move is indeed suspected of being big and impulsive. But this group of guys is really too arrogant, and they will break people's hands and feet at every turn, Long Xiu just scolded two sentences angrily, they want to take Long Xiu's life, and the mud Bodhisattva also has three points of anger, if Wei Lai can grit his teeth and swallow this matter, then Wei Lai is not Wei Lai.

That day, the young man in the Que Realm saw that Wei Lai was still insisting, and he sneered in his heart, the three divine gates were shining brightly, and the eighteen evil spirit attacks were becoming more and more fierce. Wei Lai gradually became a little overwhelmed, his heart couldn't help but feel a little desperate, he also tried to kill these evil spirits, but even if he cut them into several ends, but after a few breaths, these guys will be reborn under the green light of the great evil world, and join the battlefield intact.

This seems to have become an unbreakable deadlock......

Wei Lai thought about this, and in the face of the green shadow that came again, Wei Lai, who was full of depression in his heart, began to open and close his moves, and cut the attacking green shadow into two pieces with one knife.

But under the nourishment of that ghostly light, the green shadow quickly returned to its original state, it was not the first time Wei Lai, who had glimpsed this situation, frowned, his mouth was slightly panting, and his expression was already a little embarrassed under the double trouble of not being able to find a way to break the game and the continuous consumption of the power in his body.

"The Great Sin Realm of my Tianque Realm, the offensive is endless, how can you crack it?" The young man caught a glimpse of this realm, and a slight smile finally welled up between his eyebrows, obviously satisfied with Wei Lai's tragic situation at this moment.

Wei Lai was still silent, but his figure gradually showed fatigue under the attack of those green shadows.

Could it be that this so-called evil spirit is really inexhaustible? Isn't this the same as those ghosts in Gutong City?

Wei Lai thought secretly, but at this time, his heart suddenly trembled - the ghost?

He grasped some fleeting thought in his mind, and then he jerked his head up at the evil spirits who had slain again, their in-between virtual and real figures, their fighting style that was not afraid of death, and their ability to resurrect in a short period of time. How similar are these to the ghosts he encountered?

If these evil spirits are really incarnated by something similar to the Yin Spirit, does that also mean that the methods that work for the Yin Spirits also apply to them?

With such a thought, Wei Lai did not hesitate.

He had to grasp the only way to break the game.

......

Song Douyuan's eyes suddenly swelled up with a slight color, he saw that Wei Lai, who had been stubbornly resisting before, suddenly put the long knife behind his back, and then stood there upright, not only that, but that guy even restrained the momentum around him, and he actually lost the slightest posture to resist these evil spirits.

"Give up, or is there another killer move?" Song Douyuan thought secretly in his heart, but such doubts were quickly dispelled by him - no matter what the country boy in front of him was thinking, it didn't matter to him.

His master once said that there are indeed so many people in this world who like to hide means, like to calculate and like to surprise, and feel that they are secretly clumsy, so that they can defeat the enemy with one blow at a critical moment. These are true, but for the disciples of the Heavenly Que Realm, these are not important. There is only one thing they have to do, practice! Keep cultivating! Then, when they are facing the enemy, they will crush all their calculations and killing moves one by one with a cultivation that is ten or a hundred times stronger than others.

Song Douyuan was well versed in such a creed, and his face froze. Without the slightest hesitation, the eighteen evil spirits were urged by him again, holding the dark green long knife in their hands and killing Wei Lai directly.

His eyes were fixed on the other party, and he wanted to see the despair in the other party's eyes before the flesh was torn apart by the evil spirits.

Wei Lai seemed to have really given up resistance, those evil spirits had already killed in front of him, and the cold blades attacked from all directions, killing and sealing all his ways of advance and retreat.

"Ahh

"Brother Wei Lai!" Sun Daren and the others were also shocked and anxious when they caught a glimpse of this situation, but with their cultivation, they couldn't enter the Great Sin Realm at all, and they couldn't do anything except exclaim.

The corners of Song Douyuan's mouth rose slightly, and a cruel smile emerged.

Just when everyone thought that Wei Lai would be torn, crushed, and chopped into pulp by those blades, Wei Lai's closed eyes suddenly opened, and the golden light and blood light in the divine gate in his chest were magnificent, and a pitch-black water droplet slowly overflowed from his divine gate, suspended in front of Wei Lai's body, and also suspended in front of the dark green blade that bore the brunt of it.

The cold blade meets the black droplets.

Bite!

A crisp sound rang out, and the pitch-black light suddenly lit up, enveloping Wei Lai and the eighteen evil spirits in it.

The whole mess of the restaurant was shrouded in the boundless darkness of that time, and the diners faintly heard a terrible wail, which resounded and came to an abrupt end.

Song Douyuan's face changed, of course he would not be afraid of the darkness that suddenly poured out, he just lost control of the eighteen evil spirits at the moment when the darkness poured out.

Could it be that this guy really has a way to restrain the Heavenly Que Realm Exercises and the Great Sin Realm?

Song Douyuan had absolute confidence in his sect, so at the moment when such a thought arose, he also had the same huge panic in his heart. It's like when they were in Wupan City, how firm those pilgrims were in their belief in the Wupan Dragon King, and how desperate they were when their faith collapsed.

But fortunately, Song Douyuan didn't have much time to feel the panic rising in his heart at that moment.

The surging darkness only lasted for a few breaths before it suddenly receded like a tide, and then Song Douyuan caught a glimpse of Wei Lai's body retreating violently, and after slamming several wooden tables behind him, he slammed into the wooden door of his hotel, and only after smashing the wooden door to pieces did he stop his retreating figure. And the connection with the evil spirits that had been severed before was restored again with the retreat of the darkness.

Song Douyuan was in a good mood, he took a step forward, his eyes staring at Wei Lai, who had barely stood up from the mess, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and his clothes were ragged.

He attributed Fang Cai's anomaly to Wei Lai's indiscriminate methods, and the current situation also clearly shows that Wei Lai's methods did not work, so the victory or defeat should be known.

"You're a little bit stronger than I thought, and it's pretty good that you're a country saver. But that's all, the Heavenly Que Realm is not an existence that you can imagine, and it is not a place where you can make fun of it at will!" Song Douyuan enjoyed the pleasure of being a victor, and he said condescendingly, his eyes swept over the bodies of everyone present one by one, and his expression was arrogant, like a king who examined his people.

And in the end, he still fell on Wei Lai's body, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was even worse: "Now, you can kneel down and kiss the tip of my shoe, and swear to be my slave, maybe in this way, I can consider sparing your life." ”

But the young man who could stand up lowered his head and stood there, ignoring Song Douyuan's words.

Song Douyuan frowned, but smiled in an instant: "It seems that you have made a slightly backbone choice." ”

"But people with backbone usually die faster. ”

Song Douyuan said this, his fingers were slightly, and those evil spirits shrouded in the dark light raised the blades in their hands one after another, their eyes were filled with blood, staring at Wei Lai deadly, as long as Song Douyuan gave an order, these guys would not hesitate to take Wei Lai's life.

"Tianque Realm?"

"The First Divine Sect of the Northern Realm?"

"Huh!"

But at this moment, Wei Lai, who bowed his head, suddenly whispered, his head slowly raised with what he said, he looked at Song Douyuan, but his bloodstained face was full of smiles—it was the kind of smile that the people in the city showed when they looked at him when they were in Wupan City—that is, the smile that normal people would only show when they looked at fools.

"How can even an illiterate fool get started? So, can I go and be a boss?"

"You!!" Wei Lai's words were tantamount to the greatest insult to Song Douyuan, who had always regarded himself as a disciple of the Tianque Realm as the most proud capital.

The smile on his face dissipated, the anger in his eyes rose, he put away the little interest in teasing Wei Lai just now, he wanted to kill the madman in front of him with the most cruel method, let this guy pay the due price for his words and deeds, and let the world understand that the Tianque Realm is an unquestionable and slanderous existence.

Together, he stirred up the evil spirits at that time.

And at this moment, Song Douyuan's heart trembled, and his face turned pale.

He looked at Wei Lai with wide eyes, only to see that the other party was also squinting at him—just at the moment when he had just urged the Great Evil Realm, he suddenly found that only sixteen of the eighteen evil spirits he had worked so hard to condense were left at this moment......