As soon as the words fell, Zhao An saw that the air in front of him fluctuated suddenly, and the surrounding scenery gradually distorted, and then something surprising happened to him.

I saw a man's head suddenly appear in mid-air, and then, a strange smile flowed out of that head, I don't know how it was used, I just heard the sound of robes coming from a while, and in the blink of an eye, a young man of the Lingyin Sect held a purple robe in his hand and appeared in front of Zhao An out of thin air.

Zhao An's pupils shrank, staring at the young man of the Spirit Yin Sect in front of him, and then his eyes fell on the purple robe in the young man's hand.

Although the young man of the Spirit Hidden Sect looked like he had just entered the sixth layer of Qi Condensation, the purple-red robe in his hand was faintly filled with flowing aura, and it turned out to be a magic weapon that could hide his body and isolate his divine sense!

"Tut-tut, I really didn't expect you to win in the end. But sir, I've watched a lot of good shows here. The young man of the Spirit Hidden Sect flipped his right hand slightly, and the purple-red robe in his hand suddenly disappeared.

"Daoyou has been watching from the side for so long, and finally decided to come out?"

Zhao An smiled coldly, looking at the Lingyin Sect boy with a calm face, as if he had already known that someone was hiding here, such a reaction made the Lingyin Sect boy's expression a little unnatural.

I don't know if it's luck or misfortune, as early as when Zhao An and the skinny bamboo stick were fighting, he quietly hid here, planning to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and come to a fisherman to profit.

But even he didn't expect that although Zhao An's cultivation was average, his means were endless, if it weren't for his purple red robe that had the effect of isolating divine consciousness, even he would almost die under the sound of the Aya Luo bell one after another.

As for Zhao An's later sacrifice to kill Lin Xingchen and the three of them in a row, it made the greed in his heart even worse. It's just that Zhao An has other means, so he didn't do it, and waited until now.

But Zhao An's calm appearance made the young man of the Lingyin Sect more and more worried, and he was a little unsure of how much strength Zhao An still had.

At this time, the young man of the Lingyin Sect was full of doubts in his heart, and Zhao An was also bitter in his heart.

The words he just said were just deceiving the other party, making the other party jealous, after so many battles, Zhao An's mind could not be said to be unfirm, and even the young man of the Spirit Hidden Sect was bluffed by him for a while.

If it was normal, he would naturally have countless means to restrain the other party, but whether it was the Ayaluo Bell or the Hidden Knife or the Thousand Machine Ruler, they all needed to use enough spiritual power to drive it, otherwise for him, it would be a pile of broken copper and iron.

But now he has a bunch of methods and magic weapons, but he can't even use a single bit of strength that he hasn't exerted. Even the stealth knife was clearly floating in front of him, but he couldn't muster the slightest strength to mobilize it.

When he said this, he was nothing more than trying to stall for time to recover some spiritual power.

Sure enough, the expression of the Lingyin Sect boy changed and changed, his eyes flashed coldly, and he said in a deep voice, "No, I'm really watching from the sidelines, under such a long consumption, you haven't replenished the elixir to restore spiritual power in time, and your current strength is definitely not three layers." ”

As soon as the words fell, the Lingyin Sect young man's right hand flicked violently, and in the piercing whistling, a cone-shaped magic weapon "whoosh" pierced the air, attacking Zhao An is attack!

The cone-shaped magic weapon was blackened all over, and bursts of rotten smell emanated, and at first glance, it was quenched and poisonous, and it was bound to die.

Zhao Anxin was shocked, he never expected that this Lingyin Sect young man would say that he would do it, seeing that the cone-shaped magic weapon was about to break, Zhao An still subconsciously patted the storage bag, and he didn't know what came out of it, and his wrist flipped in front of him.

At this time, he didn't know what magic weapon he could pull out of the storage bag, to put it bluntly, it was just a struggle and unwillingness before death.

Just when Zhao An closed his eyes and was about to die, suddenly, a miserable scream came out from a distance, and then he only heard a "plop" sound, as if some giant thing fell to the ground, and there was silence around, and there was no sound.

The imaginary pain did not come, Zhao An opened his eyes in confusion, only to find that the young man of the Spirit Hidden Sect had fallen to the ground for some reason!

I saw him lying in a pool of blood, his eyes wide open, and a cone-shaped magic weapon stuck straight in his chest.

"What's going on!" Zhao An was stunned, completely shocked by the scene in front of him.

Obviously, the cone-shaped magic weapon was going to attack himself, but why did he attack the master in turn?

In confusion, Zhao An looked towards his left hand and saw a small golden mirror lying quietly in his hand.

"Seven Treasures Exquisite Mirror?"

Zhao An looked at the small mirror in his hand, and didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a while, the Qibao Exquisite Mirror could reflect the full strength of all those who cultivated below him, this chicken-ribbed small mirror, I didn't expect it to come in handy today.

Not daring to delay for a moment, Zhao An swept away all the treasures and storage bags on the ground as if fleeing for his life, and fled from this place like crazy.

Just a moment after Zhao An left this place, the people who were attracted by the sound of the lock thunder also arrived here one after another. But when they saw the corpses in one place, and looked at the fierce enemies around them, everyone's original intention of taking advantage of the chaos to rob was completely broken.

After all, no one wants to provoke a fight first, and let others pick up the advantage when both sides lose. Just as everyone was about to leave this place, suddenly a master who played cards out of common sense appeared!

"There are so many people, it's enough for Lao Tzu to have a good fight......!"

A crazy and unbridled sound suddenly came, and before everyone could react, an arc as thick as an adult's arm suddenly flashed down from the sky, and in an instant, it turned into a golden dragon, shook its tail, and rushed towards the crowd with a roar.

"Transfiguration?!"

Some people with higher cultivation levels suddenly shrank their pupils and exclaimed in surprise the moment they saw that dragon.

Although the golden dragon is only in its infancy, the scales on its body are still very blurry, and the dragon head and tail can only outline a silhouette with the naked eye, but in the condensation period, the power of thunder and lightning can be transformed into an entity, if it is not for this person's talent against the sky, that is, the cultivation power in his body has long exceeded the condensation period, and he just forcibly forbears, wanting to cultivate the condensation of the great consummation, and then impact the foundation in one fell swoop.

I only heard a loud "boom", some of the poor cultivators vomited blood and fell to the ground, while some of the others with slightly higher cultivation used their own means to dodge in embarrassment, and the golden dragon swam around the crowd, roaring and soaring into the sky again, and the golden arc around the body crackled, and the momentum was extraordinary.

In the midst of the chaos, everyone looked in the direction of the golden dragon's flight.

In the fierce wind, Han Da's black robe was flying, his black hair was unbridled, the corners of his mouth were still stained with unwiped blood, his black eyes were excited and arrogant, and the golden dragon behind him roared, and he was extremely domineering.

This man is not easy to mess with......

As soon as they saw it, before they even made a move, many people were already frightened by Han Da's momentum and had the intention of retreating.

Although they knew that this man could not fight against so many opponents with one person, for some reason, these people now just wanted to run, run far away, away from this ancestor.

Just as everyone was about to leave, suddenly, Han Da's head tilted, and a mouthful of thick phlegm spit straight on the face of a Canglang Sect disciple.

"Ahem...... Phew!"

After spitting, Han Da grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

The thick phlegm hung on the face of the Canglang Sect disciple, and it was thick and couldn't flow, and it hung on the face in embarrassment.

The Canglang Sect disciple stood in place in a daze, and after a full half breath, he suddenly roared, "Your uncle!

A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated.

Those who can come to this place of trial are all elite disciples of various sects, how could they have received such an insult that was spit on by others. Under the next roar, a yellow color train came out of his sleeve, waving and shaking, and the void even had a faint fluctuation, and then he dodged and rushed towards Han Da.

Although the man rushed resolutely, when the yellow color was sacrificed, the power generated rippled like ripples, and suddenly some people close to him were affected, and their bodies were suddenly shaken apart

At this moment, these people were instantly angry.

"You kid plays yin!"

As soon as the words fell, several figures followed closely behind, rushing towards the Canglang Sect disciple. Seeing that the scene was chaotic, some nimble people naturally did not let go of this opportunity, either to attack the people who had just been injured, or to attack the people of other sects in groups of threes and twos.

The originally peaceful and peaceful scene was completely out of control because of Han Da's thick phlegm.

Seeing everyone doing it together, the golden dragon opened its mouth and let out a roar that shook the sky, and the dragon's tail swept towards everyone. Han Da laughed, and between his toes, his body suddenly turned into a black arrow, flashing into the golden dragon's body and disappearing.

In the chaos, no one noticed that a corpse that was supposed to be lying on the ground suddenly moved slightly......