"Thank you, please."

As soon as Tian Yu's words fell, a light flew towards Xie Zhenghong.

Xie Zhenghong flicked his fingers lightly, and the speed of the light suddenly stopped, and the next moment it turned into fragments of scattered light and disappeared completely.

Tian Yu was not panicked, on the contrary, there was a faint hint of excitement on his face, "I have long heard that Xie Daoyou's Buddhism is boundless, and the concubine has long wanted to give it a try." ”

Xie Zhenghong didn't answer, and looked at Tian Yu quietly, as if he wanted to see what she wanted to do.

Tian Yu smiled, "The concubine is by mistake, she once learned a Heavenly Demon Dance, and please thank Xie Dao for a good taste to see if it is true or false." ”

Wen Chunxiang raised his eyebrows, Heavenly Demon Dance, isn't that the kind of spell that the Shepherd Stopping Society?

Before Xie Zhenghong could speak, he saw Tian Yu's waist begin to sway.

She didn't know when she had a lot of jewelry, and she shook it and the bell rang, with a peculiar rhythm, like rain dripping on the bluestone slab, and then and again.

The onlookers shook their heads and rubbed their eyes, feeling that something was wrong.

Strange, why did Tian Yu become so many people all at once?

Originally, there were only Tian Yu and Xie Zhenghong on the Mingxin Thousand Lantern Stand, and the other contestants automatically avoided it. But now, there seem to be thousands of Tian Yu on the stage, each of which is in a different posture, either lying on the ground or swaying or spinning.

Xie Zhenghong let go of his divine sense, sensed the audience, and found that these Tian Yu were all real?

"Is Xie Daoyou looking for a concubine?" Xie Zhenghong suddenly stretched out a Hao wrist behind him, and when he saw it, he touched Xie Zhenghong's neck.

Xie Zhenghong pointed with his backhand and poked at the hand.

At this moment, the hand suddenly disappeared and attacked Xie Zhenghong from another direction.

At the same time, those "Tian Yu" on the field jumped closer to Xie Zhenghong, surrounding Xie Zhenghongli on the third and outer three floors.

A faint floral scent began to spread in the air, sweet and fragrant.

Originally, I was still a little vigilant After smelling the fragrance of this flower, my eyes suddenly became confused, and my expression was a little dizzy, did I show a little smirk. However, the city lords' side had already separated all the attacks from the enchantment, but they were very calm.

Surrounded by aromas, feather-clad beauties, singing and dancing.

The bewitching and beautiful state on the stage will make many monks fans at the bottom, I don't know what day it is, but I don't know that my current appearance has fallen into the eyes of other powerful monks.

"Tian Yu's Heavenly Demon Dance is really a bit powerful." Ning Ruihan's eyes lit up and said, "With such a close distance, coupled with the influence of this floral fragrance, even if this Xie Zhenghong is a Buddhist cultivator, I am afraid it will be difficult to hold it." ”

Shen Potian didn't say a word, I'm afraid that this little thing can't be done to Xie Daoyou.

In the final analysis, this Heavenly Demon Dance is just to confuse people's hearts, and it is a common method of demon cultivation. With Xie Daoyou's concentration, it is nothing at all.

Shen Potian felt a little relieved, and subconsciously raised his head to look at the Kyushu Demon Emperor.

Huh?

The Kyushu Demon Emperor is actually laughing?

Shen Potian almost thought that he had seen it wrong. However, when Wen Chunxiang turned his gaze, he quickly lowered his head.

The Demon Emperor's laughter was even more terrifying than his previous anger.

"Xie Daoyou, what do you think of the concubine's dance?"

"Amitabha." Xie Zhenghong stood in place, clasped his hands together, "Please forgive the poor monk for being rude." ”

As soon as the words fell, a layer of glass-like light rose from Xie Zhenghong's body, forming a circular barrier, expanding and spreading towards this Mingxin Thousand Lampstand.

It was Wen Chunxiang who once taught Xie Zhenghong the Broken Jade Immortal Diagram.

But it's different.

The original Broken Jade Immortal Diagram Formation was even more vast, almost with the same brilliance and momentum as competing with heaven and earth, but now it was plain and ordinary in Xie Zhenghong's use. It's not that it's not bad at using it, but it's back to basics.

The more advanced the cultivator, the less likely he will be to make countless battles when fighting the Fa.

Between the powers, what is fought is such a first-line advantage and strong true yuan, if you only care about the good looks, you will be distracted. Therefore, the more ordinary it seems, the more thrilling it actually is.

The eyes of the more than 90 city lords in the audience were full of brilliance, and they almost wanted to teach Xie Zhenghong well!

This trick shattered the jade immortal diagram, except for touching Tian Yu's body and body, there was no waste at all, and there was not even the slightest trace of spells on the ground. Such precise force, such excellent technique, is really unheard of!

Tian Yu's expression was originally quite calm, but when this immortal diagram continued to spread and touched her parts and bodies, a black gas continued to appear on those parts and bodies, and after a while, these figures disappeared one after another as if the foam was broken.

Worst!

Tian Yu was in a hurry, and hurriedly took back the rest of the parts and bodies. This day, the Demon Dance has always been unfavorable and unfavorable, and I don't want to run into an iron plate here in Xie Zhenghong. To deal with Xie Zhenghong, I am afraid that a simple method cannot be used.

She didn't believe it, such a hundred-year-old doll could really do anything!

Thinking of this, Tian Yu clasped his hands, and many figures flickered, quickly closing together like afterimages.

Left and right, divided into four people, each casting a magic spell towards Xie Zhenghong.

Xie Zhenghong raised his eyes, his mind moved slightly, and he slapped out with a horizontal palm, and the next moment Xie Zhenghong swam out like a fish, and his left and right hands exerted their magical powers, a little between the two points and the eyebrows. That little fingerprint looks like cinnabar in the center of the eyebrows from a distance, but this "cinnabar" starts to break from the forehead, and all kinds of lines continue to spread.

"Good, good." Xie Zhenghong regained his body and slowly looked at Tian Yu on the side.

Tian Yu spit out a mouthful of blood with a "poof", and the clones on the field exploded instantly, leaving no traces.

With Tian Yu's blood, the bewildered monks outside the arena also came back to their senses, and their faces were full of shame.

"Tian Daoyou, the Heavenly Demon Dance doesn't have much effect on the poor monk." Xie Zhenghong chuckled softly.

"It's me who underestimated you." Tian Yu wiped away the blood on his lips and smiled reluctantly, "Xie Daoyou, don't worry, this is just the beginning." ”

After speaking, Tian Yu stretched out his hand to wipe his middle finger, and a small bone flute appeared in his hand.

The bone flute was only less than half the size of Tian Yu's palm, and it was even difficult to pay attention if you didn't look closely. However, as soon as Tian Yu took out the bone flute, Xie Zhenghong's brows couldn't help but tighten a little.

The Bone Flute...... What exactly is it?

Shao Yiyuan, who was on the side, looked at the flute in Tian Yu's hand in surprise, and clenched his fists tightly.

I see!

Shao Yiyuan stared at Tian Yu on the stage tightly, as if he had made up his mind, and with the help of the cover of his sleeves, he also found a bone flute.

The two bone flutes are almost identical.

Tian Yu put the bone flute to his mouth and blew the first sound.

Woo————!

The bone flute let out a piercing scream that nearly shattered the sky.

The monks in the audience covered their ears one after another, but the voice lingered, piercing straight into their souls.

Woo-woo-woo-

The sound is like a wind blowing through the desert Gobi, with indomitable ruthlessness and irritability, straight into the depths of everyone's soul; It's like the wails of those demons in the abyss ghost valley, each sound is mixed with endless resentment and coldness.

Shao Yiyuan put the bone flute in his hand to his mouth and blew it again.

Ah————!h

Suddenly, the screams in the arena were several times higher, and the onlookers rolled on the ground in pain, and some of them were bleeding and crying loudly as they fled.

Soon, the onlookers in the audience went to 7788, and they were scattered.

"Two to one?" Wen Chunxiang looked indifferently in Shao Yiyuan's direction, and grabbed it in the air, trying to smash the bone flute in his hand.

Shao Yiyuan continued to play his flute as if he hadn't noticed.

Xie Zhenghong, who was in the center of the field, supported his forehead with one hand, staggered two steps, and broke out in a trace of cold sweat.

He was in the middle of the flute of these two people, and where was the influence comparable to that of other onlookers?

If the flute sounds heard by those onlookers were just a few tunes, then what came to Xie Zhenghong's ears were countless tunes, which went straight to the soul, and even the Yuan Ying in the depths of the dantian was affected.

Just as Wen Chunxiang was about to crush the bone flute, Qiu Yiran and the others in the field stepped forward one after another, blocking Wen Chunxiang's attack, and actually blocked Wen Chunxiang's attack with flesh and blood.

The other people had several bone spurs in their hands, and their figures were very fast, stabbing towards Xie Zhenghong, who was unable to move in the field, regardless of it.

Wen Chunxiang's face changed greatly, "Little monk! ”

Among these people, Shao Yiyuan is not the only one who wants to deal with the little monk.

These contestants are all people who want to deal with the little monk!

Shao Yiyuan is just the one who comes out to attract people's attention.

Wen Chunxiang was about to step forward, but Yu Ze on the side took out his sledgehammer and smashed it towards Wen Chunxiang.

"Mole ants!"

Wen Chunxiang's eyes were red, and a bundle of demonic qi rushed to Yu Ze, breaking through his body and sucking his Yuan Infant clean.

Those monks who did not leave surrounded one after another, blocking in front of Wen Chunxiang.

The sudden change in the field not only shocked Wen Chunxiang, but the ninety-nine city lords outside the field were also shocked, and they immediately stepped forward to drive these participating monks away.

"In vain!"

The Black Demon Ancestor on the side seemed to have thought of something, and quickly shouted towards Qiu Yiran on the side.

Qiu Yiran stabbed the bone spur in his hand towards Xie Zhenghong's left shoulder as if he hadn't heard anything!

With a "poof", it sank into the flesh.

Dabi started three days ago.

Tian Yu and Qiu Yiran are discussing the cooperation of the last competition.

If it is really a one-on-one fight, then the cooperation between the two of them may be broken, but in the same way, it also represents an opportunity.

There are only seven people participating in the competition, and there is always one person who has to have a bye.

No one ever said that the one who loses will never have a chance to compete. At least if the two of them agreed in advance, if they were against each other during the competition, they would not harm each other's lives.

Tian Yu understands very well that the kind of person who wants to offend me is the kind of person who wants to offend me, and I will repay it a hundred times, if his precious apprentice really dies in her hands, it will not be easy to do at that time.

"Hey, where is Qiu Yiran?" Tian Yu was in a daze, and Qiu Yiran in front of him disappeared.

"Are you looking for him?"

A gloomy voice suddenly came from behind him.

Tian Yu turned her head, and saw a white bone finger poking her head in front of her.

"What, you're still thinking about it?"

"I ...... I ......"

"The phantom atlas on your body was only delayed by Wen Chunxiang, and there is nothing on your body that is worthy of his help. If you are willing to help me, at least you will not die in the hands of Wen Chunxiang. ”

"Good!"

……

"Get out of here!"

Wen Chunxiang shouted, stretched out his hand and grabbed a monk who was blocking him, and threw it forward, the monk instantly turned into thousands of blood and water, turning into red flames, and the wisps quickly filled the audience, completely surrounding the venue.

"His Majesty the Demon Emperor!"

The Liuren Daoist quickly stepped forward and ran to Ji Xie, "Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, there is a change in the field!" ”

Ji Xie stretched out his hand to stop the Liuren Daoist, a smile appeared on his face, and he pointed to the sky, "Don't worry, look." ”

Countless black smoke fell from the sky, and out of each puff of black smoke came a black-clothed monk in a cloak, unable to see his appearance.

Liuren Dao people sweat like rain.

These black-clothed monks, each of them is a cultivator in the Tribulation Period?

How can it be!

"His Majesty the Demon Emperor, what the hell is this ......"

"Demon Emperor, who are you calling?" Ji Xie turned his head to look at the Liuren Daoren, and his eyes showed a little sneer.

"You, you're not ......"

"Hahahaha!"

Ji Xie looked up and laughed.

"Clear the turbid heaven and earth, and cut the people with a sword."

After Ji Xie finished laughing, the whole figure suddenly disappeared in place, turned into a white long sword, and flew towards the small demon palace outside the sky with a "bang".

The face of the Liuren Daoist turned pale, turned his head to look at the other city lords, and shouted.

"Let's go!"

The other city lords fled as fast as they could, but the black-cloaked monks rushed in front of these city lords at some point, revealing a pair of white bones and withered hands.

"Ahh

"What is this?"

The wails of several city lords were heard.

"Let's go!" Ning Ruihan grabbed Shen Potian's shoulder, carefully avoided a black-clothed monk, and hurriedly fled with Shen Potian.

"What the hell is going on?" Shen Potian was dizzy from this series of moments, and he didn't figure out what was going on on the field at all. He saw that Xie Zhenghong was besieged by those people, and was about to step forward to help, but it was Ning Ruihan who suppressed him.

"That's not our Demon Emperor." Ning Ruihan's face could almost be called a yin owl, almost crushing Shen Potian's shoulder.

"From the very beginning, the Demon Emperor has never come out of retreat from the Little Demon Palace." Ning Ruihan's face turned pale, and he said word by word, "That's a sword spirit that cuts the common people, it perfectly imitates the actions of His Majesty the Demon Emperor, it's foraging!" ”

It may have made some kind of agreement with the skeletons to cooperate with them in such a show.

No one knows better how to imitate the Demon Emperor Ji Xie than the sword spirit who slashed the common people?

It was no longer satisfied with pure mortal flesh and blood thousands of years ago, and the blood sacrifice of a small world could only allow it to rest for a hundred years.

Now, the monks in the Little Demon Realm have grown up one by one, and their blood and qi cultivation is many times that of the outside world, how can they not arouse their covetousness?

"We are not qualified to participate in this fight." Ning Ruihan knocked Shen Potian unconscious with one palm, sacrificed the escape method, and quickly flew towards the direction of the teleportation formation in the Little Demon Realm.

"Break it for me!" Ning Ruihan was about to fly out of Liuren City, but found that Liuren City was tightly surrounded by countless sword qi, and he had no choice but to throw out a magic weapon that had been rewarded by the Demon Emperor and attack towards this sword qi barrier.

The sword qi barrier sensed the residual aura on this magic weapon, and quickly cut a hole and let Ning Ruihan leave.

The rest of the henchmen who had been rewarded by Ji Xie, the city lords, also left non-stop, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after escaping from Liuren City for a week.

"Kill the people with a sword." These city lords looked up in the direction where Liuren City was located, and the Little Demon Palace didn't know when it was already in the middle of Liuren City.

The flesh and blood of the monks and city lords who were killed by the black-cloaked monks turned into bright red blood and continued to converge towards the bottom of the Little Demon Palace.

"Liuren City Lord, what the hell is going on?" The surviving lords couldn't help but glared angrily at the Liuren City Lord.

Almost all of the monks who came to watch the big competition were trapped in this small Liuren city.

The bright red blood qi continued to gather towards the Little Demon Palace, and its appearance and posture were even more terrifying than the bloody light in the sky that had been made some earlier.

“…… Perhaps His Majesty the Demon Emperor has never been out of the customs. A wry smile appeared on the face of the Liuren City Lord, "The magic sword has a spirit, it planned such a plan by itself, and afterwards put all the responsibility on those black-cloaked monks. ”

"The Little Demon Realm is just the fattest piece of meat in the eyes of the Sword Spirit!"

Wen Chunxiang felt as if he had smelled a trace of blood coming from the little monk's body.

The demonic energy on his body passed through these black-cloaked monks, but it had little effect.

Most of the demonic qi on Wen Chunxiang's body is devouring and destroying, and he can suck the flesh and blood of the monk.

But these white bone skeletons didn't have any flesh and blood to suck at all, and the power of the demonic qi on Wen Chunxiang's body was naturally greatly reduced.

"Bastard!"

These people came prepared.

Wen Chunxiang was anxious, but tried his best to comfort himself to calm down.

Since the magic magic can't stop this, it's better to try the Buddhist Dao exercises.

Wen Chunxiang recited the six-character mantra of "Om, well, well, horn, mi, huh" in his mouth, and six huge golden characters continued to emerge from behind him, and the Sanskrit sound descended from the sky, suppressing almost half of the wails on the field.

The golden characters swirled towards the black-cloaked monks, quickly eroding away from their cloaks, revealing white bones in different postures.

These white bones were almost rotten away, and they were supported by various wooden sticks and spirit swords, barely taking on human form.

"These ...... It's all made of the remnants of the monks who failed to cross the catastrophe for thousands of years. An old voice gradually sounded, and soon appeared on the Mingxin Thousand Lampstand.

"Wen Chunxiang, this is specially for you, they will have no effect after using this time, you can destroy them as much as you want." The Cloaked Monk laughed, "What do you think Ji Xie will do with me?" Because he wasn't at all, he was just a sword spirit that was firmly suppressed by Ji Xie, and he took advantage of Ji Xie's retreat to come out and strengthen himself! ”

"It's afraid that I'll sue him, so it's going to cooperate with me." The cloaked monk looked very excited, "It's in vain that you are full of demonic energy, but you don't know the truth that soldiers are not tired of cheating." But a small jar of pot-foiled wine will deceive you. ”

"Xie Zhenghong's luck incense and his own luck will all belong to me today." After speaking, the cloaked monk separated the participating monks who were surrounding Xie Zhenghong with one hand, and reached out to grab Xie Zhenghong, who was stabbed and covered in blood.

"I found the poison of the East China Sea, took the blood of countless fetal resentful spirits and refined it into poison, and smeared it on this bone spur, the deeper your Dharma, the more painful it is!"

The cloak monk laughed, and a pair of withered hands had already poked Xie Zhenghong's chest.

Xie Zhenghong suddenly opened his eyes and disappeared in an instant.

The cloaked monk was stunned, "Space? ”

He turned his head in surprise and saw that Xie Zhenghong, who was supposed to be dying, leaned on Wen Chunxiang's shoulder, swallowed several pills, and his blue face instantly improved a lot.

How can it be?

According to his understanding of Buddhist cultivation, he was poisoned by his bone spurs, and it was impossible for him to stand up.

"It's Yuquan Space." When Xie Zhenghong was about to be stabbed by the bone spurs of those monks, he hid in the Yuquan space in time, although he was also stabbed by the bone spurs, but only some skin was pierced. The blood stains on Xie Zhenghong's body were all Xie Zhenghong's decision to wrap the flesh and blood with spiritual power in order to prevent the spread of the poison, and the poison was dug up together with the flesh and blood to stain his clothes red.

Wen Chunxiang grabbed Xie Zhenghong's hand distressedly, looking at the man in the cloak with a look in his eyes that could almost kill someone.

"This seat promises that it will definitely crush you."

"Former ...... Senpai be careful. Although Xie Zhenghong stopped the loss in time, those toxins still affected him a lot. If he hadn't hid in the space in time of panic, I am afraid that he would have been caught by that person at this moment, and he would have become a hostage to strengthen the monk himself and threaten Wen Chunxiang.

It is rare for Xie Zhenghong to have such a powerless situation, the cloak monk seems to know the Buddha very well, this poison is of no use to other monks, or to the demon cultivator, but for the Buddha cultivator, it is almost a catastrophe.

The cloaked monk was silent, and after a long silence, he took the initiative to remove the cloak from his body.

Underneath the cloak was still a skeleton, but different.

As soon as this skeleton saw the sun, the flesh and blood on its body automatically plumped up, and it soon turned into a young man with a smile and a smile.

Wen Chunxiang's eyes tightened, and an unbelievable look appeared on his face.

"How...... How could it be you? ”

"Why not me?" The young man looked at Wen Chunxiang with a smile, "Back then, when we said goodbye to Senior Brother Cave Mansion, roughly speaking, we haven't seen each other for nearly 10,000 years. Wen Chunxiang, have you forgotten how my senior brother and I picked you up from the ground back then? ”