Ling Luo's eyes lit up.

It's the Sealed Fire Bead and the Pupil of the Blue Feather.

That's right! She can summon that person too!

Ling Luo's face once again lit up with hope.

Although the person in the ghost ghost has a very bad personality, I have to say that he is really very reliable.

She was hit hard in the lower back, and she couldn't stand up anymore, but—

Ling Luo slowly closed his eyes and entered a state of extreme meditation, concentrating all his spiritual power in the spiritual domain in the center of his eyebrows.

The last time the Hades were summoned, a new black planet full of death was opened within the spiritual realm.

The second summoning, you just need to put your hand on that planet and pray with your heart, and that's it.

She reached out a hand and touched the black planet, familiar enough to make her heart palpitate.

Fan Xi's fish tail swam in the air, and in an instant, he was in front of Ling Luo, looking down at her condescendingly, his eyes were cold: "Are you dead?" How did you stay motionless? ”

After a while, Ling Luo's eyes were still closed, motionless.

The corners of Fanxi's lips hooked a smug arc, raised his head, and said with a long smile: "Hahaha, I won!" ”

There was silence in the Great Martial Arts Arena for two seconds, and the next moment, a tsunami-like sound erupted immediately.

The people who cheered the most were the people of the Holy Water Hall.

The most frustrated people are the people of the Holy Fire Hall.

"Little junior sister!"

Yan Yueyue couldn't help it at the first time, and wanted to rush down and carry Ling Luo's seriously injured body back.

Xuanyuan Yu stretched out a long arm and stopped Yan Yueyue's body, his eyes like black holes flashed with an extremely terrifying dark luster, and his voice seemed to come from the netherworld of hell: "Don't move, Luo'er hasn't lost yet." ”

"But little junior sister, she has already ......," Yan Yueyue's voice had a faint hint of crying.

She regrets it now, before Ling Luo went to battle, she actually told her little junior sister that if she couldn't win, she would never forgive.

How hard the little junior sister works and how hard she works, anyone with long eyes can see it.

Xuanyuan Yu's face sank even more, and the whole person exuded an extremely terrifying dark aura, and said word by word: "I believe her." ”

The woman he Xuanyuan Yu fancied would not fall so easily!

The cheers in the Great Martial Arts Arena came to an eerie halt in an instant.

Fan Xi, who was immersed in the joy of victory, stiffened his whole body, and he faintly felt a cold aura behind him.

"What's that? Bright red flowers? ”

"What a beautiful flower, a large patch of bright red and bright red, like blood, more and more!"

"Could it be ......" In the audience of the Great Martial Arts Arena, there were still some knowledgeable disciples who recognized it, "It's Manzhu Shahua!" The only flower in the underworld! ”

The guide of Huangquan was born on the banks of the Lethe River.

In the arena, there are more and more Manzhu Sawa blooming like fire and blood, like a blood-colored carpet.

"The path of fire!"

"It's the path that leads to the fire of the underworld!"

A series of exclamations were heard.

"Oh my God! Ling Luo was able to open the path of fire and connect to the underworld! ”

"Is she a monster?!"

Manju Sahua, the tenderness of the devil.

In the big martial arts arena, everyone's eyes were deeply attracted by this scene.

Even Xuanyuan Jing, the dean of the Holy Cultivation Academy, and the rest of the hall masters and elders who had not appeared in the Great Martial Arts Arena in advance, flew over the Great Martial Arts Arena one after another to observe the grand occasion of the Burning Path.