Yang Qingxuan was stunned, startled, and said in shock: "You won't let me sign a host contract with this thing, will you?"

Hua Xie Yu said in a deep voice: "Don't panic first, there are two kinds of contracts: forcibly signed and voluntarily, you first use Ziyan to suppress it, and then forcibly sign a contract with it." The contract between the Holy Spirit and the stars, but among all the host contracts, is the most powerful, and then slowly wear it down little by little, so that it can completely surrender." ”

"Gollum. ”

Yang Qingxuan swallowed his saliva, his clothes were already soaked with cold sweat, and he was indescribably uncomfortable sticking to his body.

The stakes are a bit too big, and if you fail, there is no hope of escape.

He looked at the crimson ancient scorpion, a look of struggle flashed in his eyes, and asked, "What will happen after signing the host contract?"

Hua Jieyu's eyes lit up, and he said hehe: "After signing, it will be your star." ”

"Huh?!"

Yang Qingxuan was dumbfounded, looking at the menacing, extremely violent and hideous ancient scorpion, goosebumps all over his body, "This, this thing can also become a star ?......"

Hua Xie nodded firmly and said, "If you have the power of the Holy Spirit in the ancient era, you can sign countless contracts at will, but if you want to suppress it at this moment, you must sign the strongest star contract, and ordinary contracts can't suppress the strong people who are too much higher than your level." ”

Yang Qingxuan instantly calmed down and said in a condensed voice: "I understand, how should the contract be signed?"

Hua explained: "According to the previous strategy, you use purple fire to suppress it, and then I will sign a contract with it." ”

The time for the two to communicate was only for an instant, but the crimson ancient scorpion had already rushed over with countless desolate beasts and gathered around the altar.

Hu Tong and Mr. Lu were covered in cold sweat, and they banged desperately on the altar, and a large area of floating light under their hands was stirred up and flew into the sky, forming a broken magic circle.

Both of them couldn't stop muttering: "It's fast, it's fast, it's fast......"

The others were silent, their hearts raised to their throats, and they never felt death so close.

Without warning, Yang Qingxuan suddenly flew up, and his figure flickered in the air a few times, and then appeared in front of the ancient scorpion.

The original irritable desolation, and the overwhelming momentum like a mountain, seemed to be frozen in an instant, and everyone opened their eyes wide and looked at them in surprise, thinking in their hearts: "What is he going to do?"

Brother Yuan's heart jumped out of his throat, his face turned pale with fright, and he exclaimed, "Yang Qingxuan!"

Suddenly, there was a wild laugh from the altar, "Haha, alright, alright!"

Hu Tong laughed wildly, and thousands of runes instantly appeared on the altar, all of which rose into the air, turning into a circular circle of about ten zhang, which was engraved on the sky.

"Bang!"

Mr. Lu took a picture of the last trace of energy and completely activated the magic circle. Above the sky, the entire array began to spin in a flywheel, projecting boundless dazzling golden light, forming an enchantment, enveloping the entire altar.

The traces of the wear and tear of the years suddenly became clear, and the altar was renewed, full of countless vitality, and runes were released from it, as if to convey ancient messages.

The bodies of Xiao Da and the others began to fade one by one, and it was the characteristic that began to be teleported, and they were teleported away one by one.

"Haha, great, saved!"

Everyone was the aftermath of the catastrophe, crying with joy and laughing wildly.

Brother Yuan was in a hurry, and hurriedly shouted: "Yang Qingxuan, come back quickly!"

Yang Qingxuan's heart froze, and he scolded secretly: "I-day, Lao Tzu just came out, the formation is good, deliberately target me!"

He also wanted to go back, but the activation of the formation made the Crimson Ancient Scorpion and all the desolate beasts even more manic, and the violent aura in the air suddenly pressed like a mountain, locking him more closely.

The crimson ancient scorpion was even more angry in his eyes, and he raised his giant pincers and cut them at Yang Qingxuan's body, as if all his anger was going to vent on him.

Before he had time to think about it, Yang Qingxuan flicked his fingers, and a little purple flame ignited on his fingertips, and then with a "bang" it turned into a ring, with a diameter of three zhang, and wrapped around him.

"Whoa!"

The giant pincers of the ancient scorpion suddenly froze in the air, pressing three feet away from the purple fire, not daring to move forward. The giant pincers brought up a burst of air pressure, and "boomed" on the purple fire, but it was burned to nothing in an instant.

Yang Qingxuan stared at the giant pincer, a fierce color crossed his eyes, and then his body trembled, and the whole person seemed to be on fire, countless purple flames drilled out from under his skin, and the burning air crackled.

The whole process was extremely strenuous and painful, as if his flesh and bones were being scorched at an extremely high temperature, and he pinched the purple fire around his body with both hands, and pulled it out at once, condensing into a firebird in front of him.

Although the firebird was only the size of a palm, it was lifelike, and under its cry, the heavens and the earth were silent, with a chilling heat wave and coercion, and quietly flew towards the ancient scorpion.

The ancient scorpion stared at the firebird with a pair of green eyes, as if there was a golden light flashing in its eyes, and it showed a look of fear, not daring to face the power of the purple fire, and roared irritably, and retreated backwards.

After the firebird retreated, another cry dissipated into the air.

Yang Qingxuan's pupils tightened, his complexion changed, and he was immediately controlled by Hua Jieyu's body, and chased after him in an instant.

At this moment, on the altar, the figures of Xiao Da and the others disappeared one by one, and they were gone.

Brother Yuan was so anxious that he stomped his feet, seeing that she was getting lighter and fainter, and was about to disappear on the altar, her figure suddenly flashed, and she actually rushed out of the teleportation barrier and flew towards Yang Qingxuan.

"Let's go, stop fighting!"

Brother Yuan flew to Yang Qingxuan's side, and in a hurry, no matter how much the green silk was blown away by the storm, together with the white clothes, they were fluttering in the wind.

As a result, the delicate face also became softer, a little less heroic, and even more captivating.

She looked at Yang Qingxuan with nervous eyes and shouted anxiously.

Yang Qingxuan glared at him and shouted, "What the hell are you doing here, go quickly." ”

He kept pinching the trick in his hands, and the simple, magnificent, and solemn Dharma seals continued to spread out from his hands, and the whole heaven and earth fell into a wonderful tranquility at this moment, as if all foreign objects no longer existed, and entered a mysterious nothingness, leaving only Yang Qingxuan, Brother Yuan, and the crimson ancient scorpion.

The ancient scorpion gave up running away, roared in a low voice, and looked at Yang Qingxuan, his body trembling constantly, and he was actually very afraid.

"It's ......"

Brother Yuan's eyes also widened, and he looked around in disbelief, all the wastelands, altars, desolate beasts, and even heaven and earth were gone, leaving only a void space, boundless.

Her eyes were full of the pure black color of the first birth of the universe, and it seemed to be another universe, where chaos was not opened, heaven and earth were not born, and the silence was extreme, boundless.

She looked at it in a daze, and said in shock: "Magical space ......"

(End of chapter)

(三七 Chinese.)