The pitch-black fragments were scattered throughout the ring, flashing with a faint black light, Liao Yun couldn't help but be secretly surprised: this cage that was obviously just formed by spiritual power was the same as the real thing, and it did not disperse with the cage shattering into spiritual power, which was indeed very weird! But the situation in the ring could not be delayed any longer, looking around, the old woman was dragging half of her body in front of a cage, half of her tongue went deep into the cage, only to hear a burst of terrible screams in the cage, a bloody head was hooked out by the old woman, the old woman seemed to have done it many times, skillfully hung the head on the human cane. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Liao Yun looked horrified for a while, and the water yuan masterpiece in his hand hit the old woman's heart, and the middle-aged man didn't seem to expect Liao Yun to break through the ghost king's decay prison so quickly, and pressed another cage with his forehand, muttering something. Raising his eyes, he saw Liao Yun rushing towards the old woman, suddenly stopped, rubbed his fingers into a sword, and whispered to Liao Yun: "Shura has a three-foot blade in his hand, and Qiushui can intercept the Demon King's halberd." It is proposed that the oriental ghosts and gods are frightened, and the immortals and demons are easy to calm the world. The second of the first path of Asura, the Sumeru sword. After chanting, the fingers spew out like a dragon's sword qi, chasing the wind and electricity, and the last to come first!

Before Liao Yun's Shui Yuan touched the old woman, he felt a sword intent on his back pointing directly at the back of his heart, but he had always been stoic, and the Shui Yuan around him expanded violently, and he planned to ignore the Sumeru Sword behind his back, and use the body protection Shui Yuan to resist this blow!

At this moment, the other two cages shattered, a shield and a long sword blocked the Sumeru Sword for Liao Yun at the last moment, Liao Yun looked closely, but it was the purple-clothed monk and another unknown monk who came to help, the three of them were all smart people, just exchanged glances, and killed the middle-aged man!

The middleman smiled and said slowly: "Decadent sideburns, cursed fangs, vast Gu Ao." Sigh and bleed and dreamed, who will come to the soul and mourn? The seventh of the first path of the hungry ghost, the miasma ghost woman. Before the three of them could be surprised, the huge human head staff had already swept down towards the three of them! Now the three of them seemed to have seen a ghost in broad daylight, and they all blocked it and retreated.

The purple-clothed monk gritted his teeth and said, "How can this be beaten! If he can summon that old woman infinitely, we will not have enough of thirty people!"

Another monk also said: "I'm afraid this miasma ghost is not an illusion, nor is it a magic weapon, he summoned it with his spiritual power, as long as we exhaust his spiritual power, we are not afraid that he will not be restrained!"

"Okay, you can try it. The middle-aged man stood behind the miasma ghost with a smile, standing proudly, not taking Liao Yun and the three of them in his eyes at all.

Liao Yun was about to speak, when he heard Huai Chenyuan's voice in his ears: "Liao Yun, come down, you are not his opponent." Liao Yun hesitated a little in his heart and sighed: "Everyone, I am not good at learning and quitting." With that, he rolled over and got out of the ring. The rest of the people gave up when they saw that Liao Yun's magic was powerful, so they had to abandon Taiwan one after another to protect themselves.

Yang Yimo saw Liao Yun come back, and the tense heartstrings relaxed, because of his cultivation, he actually didn't know how dangerous the spell was just now, he only knew that two or three people died in just a while, and sighed in his heart that this place was indeed very different from his own Muren Village, he just wanted to find Yang Yichu and the others as soon as possible, so that he could return to the village safely.

Liao Yun came up with a smile and patted the dust on his robe, and said to everyone: "Thirty-nine days and a leaf of incense are flying all over the sky, there are all kinds of strange things, it is really disappointing to encounter such a ghost!"

Fan Qiao'er said to Liao Yunqiao: "That's really his fault, sweeping away the excitement of Liao's soldiers in Wanxi City." Do you know who that is? Dare to say such a big thing!" This was the first time Fan Qiao'er spoke to Liao Yun after Songyu Pavilion, Liao Yun didn't dare not continue, and asked, "Who?

"Tianhan Star Prayer Youluo Clan cultivator, Pray Youluo Clan once fought against the two major sects of the Great Youhua Miaotian and Xuling Heavenly Sect six hundred years ago, tell me who swept who today?"

"The stinky boots under the feet of the real fairy are really not small!"

Huaichen sat at the bottom of Liu Fengyi, still playing with tourmaline in his palm, and said: "This scene is getting more and more exciting, first Hua Miaotian and now even the Qi Youluo clan is here, Liao Yun, those people are the children of Hua Miaotian, do you know each other?"

Liao Yun still shook his head when he looked at Huai Chenyuan's gaze, and asked Huai Chenyuan: "Mr. Huai, you have asked me again and again about the children of Dayouhua Miaotian, but I haven't done anything wrong with Dayouhua Miaotian?"

Huai Chenyuan shook his head and said, "You don't care about this matter, just be careful of Hua Miaotian's disciples in the future." ”

The battle under Cong Yue's stage gradually came to an end, but Liu Fengyi and Huai Chenyuan's expressions became more and more solemn, Liao Yun squinted his eyes, and Ye Qiannan, the chief of the capital guard who had wanted to kill him, and another ancient capital guard chief who Liao Yun didn't know had silently left the table, and slowly walked to the bottom of Cong Yuetai, and the soldiers of King Kong City in different colors gradually leaned towards Cong Yuetai, and Liao Yun instantly felt an illusion that something big was coming.

Suddenly, the bells and drums sounded loudly, and there were ten monks standing in the ten rings, and the top ten competed out, Liao Yun looked at it, and none of them were monks from Wanxi City. Three of the ten platforms are standing with cultivators of the Prayer Youluo clan, and the remaining seven platforms are all ancient smoke pattern crane robes, and the great Youhua Miao Tian disciples!

Liu Fengyi stood up with a smile and said softly: "This governor dominates Wanxi City, although it is called a city, there are only thousands of monks, and the fifty-year Zhongyougu Trial in Wanxi City was originally set up for Wanxi City to select talents, and today it can win the eyes of big clans like the Tianhan Star Prayer Youluo Clan and the Great Youhua Miaotian, is it that my Wanxi City's exercises are too exquisite, and you have learned from the scriptures?"

Standing in the middle of the ring is a young man of Hua Miaotian, dressed in a pale yellow ancient smoke pattern crane robe, with a touch of handsomeness on his delicate face, but if he looks closely, he is mature between his eyebrows, and he stands firmly in the center of the ring with his long sword, and his long black vertical hair floats behind his head, and the whole person looks both graceful and gentle.

Hearing Liu Fengyi's question, this person waved at everyone on the stage, and said loudly: "In Xiafeng Haoxuan, the fourth generation disciple of Dayouhua Miaotian, the teacher of Lin Landong Tianlin Blue Fairy, Feng Haoxuan has seen the Lord of Liucheng." After that, he just threw Liu Fengyi to the ground, and then said: "Haoxuan has always been straightforward, and he won't turn around when he speaks, what is there between his words that has offended the Lord of Liucheng, and he also invited Haihan, the Lord of Liucheng." ”

Liu Fengyi waved the sleeves of her robe lightly and said lightly: "It's okay, you just have to say it." ”

Feng Haoxuan shook his eyes again and said, "The family master ordered me to come here, not for the Wanxi City Treasure, but for me to bring back two Hua Miaotian disciples!" All the monks in the audience were taken aback by Feng Haoxuan's bold move, daring to be in front of the city lord of Wanxi City in King Kong City was only something that a big clan like Hua Miaotian could do.

Liu Fengyi laughed angrily, turned his face to the Qiyouluo tribesmen and said, "What about you, won't you also fall in love with my personal soldiers in Wanxi City?"