What are the rules of the ring?

The first is that no one is allowed to step up to the stage if the person who guards the fight does not admit defeat.

The monks of the Corpse Refining Sect and the Soul Refining Sect used this to force those who broke into the fight to have no chance to open their mouths to admit defeat, so they were played to death by them.

And those who were fortunate enough to break through a few rounds of loose cultivation, but they also had to worry about spiritual power, and they had to worry about the injuries they suffered when they pressed these people tightly, and the fish died and the net was broken, so every time they opened their mouths to admit defeat, they stopped it.

These days, everyone has seen a one-sided situation, and now suddenly when they see that there is such a casual cultivation that returns to their bodies in the way of others, they are all a little confused.

The bastard old devil's face is as ugly as it is.

But the rules were set by them, that is, to give these loose cultivators a color, and they originally did it, but they didn't expect to report it to their own people like this on the penultimate day.

Feng Chao's pain made the people of the Soul Refining Sect feel the same way, and the two people in the third and fifth rings put their eyes on the field together, and there was still a little bit of flesh and blood left.

It was clearly a piece of ordinary demon beast meat, a thousand souls and thousands of ghosts devouring the body, how could it go wrong? How could their own little ghosts not even be able to distinguish between humans and demon beasts, and let that Fang Mei attack Feng Chao at close range?

If this question is not clarified, they can also be somewhat dangerous.

When the two looked at each other, their brows were tightly wrinkled together.

Lu Yue sat in the ring, watched Feng Chao struggle in pain, and took a small sip of spiritual wine, thinking that it was a celebration!

Ghost Face Banner is also good. Whether it is a soul refining banner or not, it is not a good thing, in her lifetime, as long as she has the opportunity, she can destroy one is one, she has seen it, and she will never let it go.

Xu Qianzhan's eyes were red, although he was very happy to see Feng Chao holding his head and struggling in pain, but if he could hear it. Isn't it more hateful?

Between two fingers. The screams of pain finally made him comfortable.

Lu Yue glanced at Xu Qianlan, closed his eyes slightly, and replied that he hadn't lost much spiritual power at all.

Feng Chao screamed in pain. Lower and lower. Smaller and smaller.

No matter how small it is. Those who want to listen to it can still hear it clearly.

All the people gathered in front of the ring were so light that they couldn't even breathe. Luo Xi'er set her eyes on Lu Yue, and sure enough, in the Demon Gate, there was another ruthless person.

Using the samadhi spirit fire to burn people's souls is clearly not giving people the slightest chance of reincarnation. What's more, this female cultivator also used Feng Chao's head as a crown, so that he suffered a lot before he died!

"Porphyry......

That hideous little mouth spewed out countless white things, and Feng Chao, who had been struggling, finally froze his body completely after convulsing twice.

The huge eyes that protruded were covered with red threads, and their frightened and painful appearance made many people afraid to look at it a second time.

Lu Yue stood up and went down the stairs, this time, she didn't jump to the second ring all at once, but slowly walked down the road towards Wu Dahai.

The crowd automatically made way for her.

"Knock...... Boom...... Knock ......"

Wu Dahai stood in the ring, his face became extremely stiff, this Fang Mei's footsteps seemed to be stepping on his heartbeat, every time he lifted his foot, if people didn't fall, he even carried his heart, it was really too fucking much.

With a flick of the body bag, three iron corpses were in front of him, which was a little better.

"Fang Dao friendly means!"

Lu Yue pursed her lips slightly, "Don't dare, I'm just learning from the same." ”

She just wanted to use this small means to make this corpse refining sect person show his cowardice first.

"Corpse Refining Sect Wu Dahai, I've seen Fang Daoyou!"

"Scattered cultivation Fang Mei has seen Wu Daoyou, please!"

Wu Dahai knew how fast these sword cultivators were, and as soon as her words fell, she even brushed the body bag, and when the tenth iron corpse stood up and the people were still releasing the corpse, Li Jing gently held his breath, and his brows were twisted into a knot.

If you want to refine the corpses above the wooden corpse, those mortal corpses will definitely not work, and the corpses of the monks are even more different.

Although the corpse of a Qi refining cultivator will have a certain chance of refining into an iron corpse, as we all know, the cultivation of the corpse control person determines the success rate of refining the corpse.

This Wu Dahai is only a mid-stage foundation building cultivator, so these iron corpses, at least nine out of ten, were foundation building monks before his death.

Originally, the little self-satisfaction that Fang Mei had just given birth to was now all vented.

If he goes up, will he be able to break through?

Li Jing asked himself.

"Fifteen iron corpses, Wu Dao's friendly means. ”

Seeing the discoloration on this Fang Mei's face, Wu Dahai is of course complacent, he has fifteen iron corpses, and he also has the root of self-satisfaction.

"Where, if it weren't for the lack of time, if Daoyou confronted me a little later, I would face twenty-five iron corpses. Wu Hai smiled, "I should congratulate Daoyou, good luck!"

Luck is really good, Lu Yue slowly smiled slightly, took out her sword, and stroked the sword body, "After this battle, you can name and destroy the evil." ”

"Ding!"

As soon as the sound of the sword sounded, those iron corpses rushed over.

Their speed was far greater than the wooden corpses she had killed, and they rushed in front of her almost in a breath.

Wu Dahai was slightly relieved, as long as she was entangled by his corpse, no matter how good she was, after cutting down the iron corpse and rushing in front of him, it would be good to have three percent of spiritual power left.

He still has a lot of wooden corpses, and when the time comes, he will definitely let her taste all the pain as she did to Feng Chao.

Ding Qishan in the crowd saw that Fang Mei was in a busy schedule, and when he raised his sword, he still glanced over, and for some reason, his heart beat wildly.

In the flash of silver light, he only saw that the sword flower was blazing, and it was so bright that it couldn't do it.

Fifteen iron corpses, without exception, the mud palace pill was slashed by sword qi, Wu Dahai was stunned for a moment, and was about to release other wooden corpses, by the way, when he called for defeat, he felt a pain in his throat, and if he admitted defeat, he pressed into the trachea, and it turned into a hissing sound.

"It's good to ——! the way of the sword, only fast and not broken!"

Li Jing applauded, the audience was still from the Demon Gate, and many sword cultivators were dazzled! The sword flower was so fast and accurate that it was almost the trajectory of the iron corpse that had not yet rushed forward.

The mud palace pill of the iron corpse is broken. It is equivalent to the central nervous system being broken, no matter how powerful their corpses are, they are useless.

Wu Dahai didn't care about the audience, although he released five wooden corpses, he knew that in the face of this murderer, there was no luck, and at the moment, regardless of the huge pain in his throat, he was about to admit defeat with his divine sense, Lu Yue's sword flower was pulled again, and his eyebrows were cold. He really didn't want to follow in Feng Chao's footsteps.

When he saw this demon cultivator slap him fiercely. Of course Lu Yue knew what he was going to do.

"Dingding!"

The rapid sound of the sword, accompanied by two muffled sounds, dropped two arms on the stage, and a little bit of spiritual fire. She pressed Wu Dahai's eyebrows again.

Wu Dahai's eyes also bulged out like Feng Chao. A person from the Corpse Refining Sect. Because of the large number of corpses, the divine soul is far more powerful than other monks.

If he is like Feng Chao, he will be burned by the Samadhi spiritual fire of the foundation building monk a little bit. He wouldn't be dead for half an hour.

He didn't understand, this Fang Mei was obviously a woman, how could she be more murderous than them?

He couldn't die if he wanted to, so why did he have to let him die in agony?

Now that his arms have been broken, will he have to run out of blood and burn his soul before he dies?

At this moment, the people in the audience saw clearly, the samadhi spiritual fire followed the blood, and as soon as it entered the trace of the human brain, his head was rising little by little.

However, the Zhuji Monk's own spiritual power was helping to prevent the head from exploding, and when he saw Wu Dahai opening his mouth wide, wanting to catch the blood spurting out of his neck to lower the temperature of his head, everyone was dumb in unison.

The monks of the Corpse Refining Sect and the Soul Refining Sect have actually always made everyone afraid and hateful from the bottom of their bones, but they have to be vain.

But now, seeing Wu Dahai being tortured and killed, they should obviously be happy, but for some reason, they are even more frightened.

"Okay! happy!" Xu Qianzhan applauded loudly, "Fang Mei, in the future, I Xu Qianzhan will only look forward to you!"

His only son died, and he watched as people collected his soul with soul refining flags, and watched his son's body being put into a body bag and about to be refined into a corpse.

Whether he opened his eyes or closed his eyes, the moment his son's soul was sold, and the moment he received the soul refining flag, the look of turning back and begging was shaking in front of him.

If he hadn't been holding on and trying to find the best opportunity to let those bastards learn a bloody lesson, Xu Qianzhan felt that he might have committed suicide a long time ago.

Lu Yue glanced back at Xu Qianzhan in surprise, what did this murderer just say?

"Xu Qianzhan has a reluctant request!"

The old man with white hair and full of eagerness, if Lu Yue said that he was not touched, it would be impossible.

"You say!" Although she already knew what he might say, she still wanted to hear from him, to hear the licking of the calves of a generation of murderers.

"My son's ......" Xu Qianzhan choked a few times, "My son's spirit is in the hands of Feng Chao in the first fight, and his body is in the body bag of Han Cong in the fourth beat." Please...... Please give me my child's soul, and in the future, I will obey the master's orders. ”

Seeing a generation of murderers scattering demons and lying down in front of her, Lu Yue stood on the spot.

What she doesn't understand the most about Gu Zhengfan is that in the upper and lower lives, how can he be so upright and arrogant, and he doesn't treat the child he gave birth to as a child at all......

Why can't he think about it, he was born as a human being, and human beings have egoes and feelings......

If they can choose, whether it is her or those brothers and sisters who have died early, it is unknown whether they are willing to show Gu Zhengfan's kindness, or whether they are willing to be born as his child.

Xu Qianzhan is a demon, Gu Zhengfan was considered a Tao back then?

Lu Yue closed his eyes slightly, people's hearts are really incomprehensible!

A soul refining banner was thrown straight at Xu Qianzhan, "Master's words, there is no need to mention it again, if I am lucky enough to break through ten rings, you owe me a favor!"

Xu Qianzhan took the soul refining flag, 'dong!', knocked down three heads heavily, and when he got up again, he bit his tongue one by one, and squirted out a mouthful of essence blood onto the soul refining flag.

A ghostly figure that was tortured to the point of dying and wanted to dissipate emerged from the soul refining banner.

Seeing his high-spirited son become what he is now, and since then Yin and Yang have been separated, Xu Qianzhan couldn't help it anymore, "Woo...... Woowoo woo ......"

The sound of crying made the people of the two sects, except for the soul refining and corpse refining sect, look sideways together.

"Amitabha! Today's cause, the day before yesterday's fruit! Karma will meet, and the result will be retributed!" An old monk walked out of the teahouse, "Can the donor's soul flag be sold to the old man?"

Lu Yue blinked her eyes several times, and when she was sure that she was really right, she really didn't know what to say.

This old man is the one who gave her a little Buddha light that day and warmed her to walk the path of reincarnation.

But several times in Panlong Temple, she never met him.

"Fart, you poor monk in the flail, you actually want to rob my family's soul refining banner, when I am a dead man?" the bastard old demon stepped forward, "Fang Mei, Feng Chao's soul refining banner, I will buy it back for two hundred and fifty thousand spirit stones." ”

A little ghost king who is close to the late stage of foundation building can sell for 250,000 spirit stones, which is actually not cheap.

Lu Yue's eyes flashed slightly, "I don't know how many spirit stones the master can produce?"

The old man blushed slightly, he had no money, "Amitabha, in the hands of the old man, there are still twenty-seven thousand eight hundred and seven yuan." ”

Floating sitting in the teahouse, they all blushed for this senior brother in a panic!

The slightly better foundation building monk has more net worth than his floating flail brother, I really don't know how he can live a life like this.

"Hah...... Hahaha!" The bastard laughed, "Floating flail, how are you embarrassed? With only 20,000 spirit stones, you are going to buy my family's soul refining banner and go back to Chaodu?"

The flail sighed dejectedly, if it was a Taoist disciple in this ring, he might still be able to lobby a few words, but unfortunately...... This girl is ruthless!

"What do you call your family's soul refining flag?" Lu Yue sneered, "Xu Qianzhan, hand over your soul banner to this master." ”

"You?"

Lu Yue didn't bother to pay attention to him, sucked the body bag on Wu Dahai's waist, and threw it to the flail together, "Since the master has reached out, then help me destroy it too!"

"Amitabha! The benefactor's heart is benevolent......"

Before a thick word in the back was spoken, he heard the sound of 'bang!', Wu Dahai consciously slammed his head into the ground of the ring, and something like tofu exploded everywhere in an instant, and a little bit even splashed on his nose.

"Ding—"

Lu Yue casually held a sword towards the void, "Want to go, dream!"

The shadow that couldn't be fainter could not be lighter, and in the moment of the sword qi, it completely turned into nothingness.

If you float the flail, you can't boast about it anymore.

Demon cultivation is indeed demon cultivation.

All ruthless!

One is looking for opportunities for reincarnation, even in the midst of pain and misery.

One......

He didn't know how to describe it.

Looking at the old monk, carrying a body bag in one hand and clenching the soul refining banner in the other, looking stupid, Lu Yue bared his teeth and smiled at him, "If I fail, can the master recite the scriptures of the past life for me?"

"This, this is nature!"

"Well, let's see whose life God wants today. ”

Lu Yue laughed loudly, sucked through Wu Dahai's storage bag, and stepped into the third ring.

The Iron Winged Gong squinted at the flail, and was speechless. That stinky girl, who uses a treasure map to calculate the various sects of the Demon Sect, obviously has a big enmity.

Now, he used the Samadhi Spiritual Fire to torture Feng Chao and Wu Dahai like this, saying hatred, I'm afraid it's all light.

She is a Taoist cultivator, although her methods are a little ruthless, but he believes in her character, she will definitely not let the people of the Soul Refining Sect and the Corpse Refining Sect repurchase those magic tools.

This old monk clearly relieved her worries.

The body bag is easy to destroy, but the soul refining flag? Iron Winged Gong touched his chin, hehe, it's not easy to destroy. (To be continued.) )

PS: There's another more, it should be late, I can't wait to see it tomorrow