Di Xuanzi nodded, and pressed the void of his right hand towards the center of his eyebrows, and suddenly a yellow light rose up on his face, and in this yellow mang, Di Xuanzi's gaze was extremely bright, and after a while, a yellow crystal flew out from the center of his eyebrows and landed in the palm of his hand.

"This thing, I think you will not be unfamiliar with it, he is the title symbol of the seven sons of Ziyun, he has been in retreat for several years, feel this thing, and take you out of the customs on the day, I will pass you a life-saving magic weapon again!"

Kun Pengzi took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, although he had long known that he must be the seventh son of the yellow purple cloud, but until now, he still had a feeling of dreaming.

Actually, he knew it in his heart. In the Huang lineage, everyone's cultivation is not weak, and each of them is good at concealing cultivation, and they will never see the real cultivation from the outside until they really do it.

Therefore, once the battle for Kunpengzi is contested, there is no way to completely win, and the most important thing in the Huang lineage is that there is a senior brother Yun Daozi.

Kunpengzi has been following his master for more than 2,000 years, but when he apprenticed, the senior brother already existed, so he couldn't tell how long this senior brother had followed the master.

However, although this senior brother is relatively withdrawn and reluctant to contact people on weekdays, this person has no quarrel with the world, and he can't grab the title of the seventh son of Ziyun at all.

Ling Haochu watched silently from the side, and his gaze was more on the body of that Yun Daozi.

But what really made Ling Haochu feel a little weird was that after Di Xuanzi took out the yellow spar from the center of his eyebrows, Yun Daozi's eyes shrank undetectably, and his gaze calmed again, as if everything just now had never happened.

If it weren't for Ling Haochu's constant watching, he would definitely not have discovered this detail.

Xu looked at it for a long time, and then Yun Daozi glanced up at him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Long Po nodded and said respectfully, "The disciple abstained." ”

Fourth Senior Sister, Jiang Rong, this woman's eyes froze, she looked at Ling Haochu, and said softly: "Old Seven, if I abstain again, it will be too simple for you to obtain this title, you and I will fight today!"

Ling Haochu's mind flashed the frightened gaze of the previous Yun Daozi, and he couldn't help but pause in his heart, and there was a trace of hesitation in his eyes.

"Disciple, abstain!" Ling Haochu took a deep breath and looked at Di Xuanzi.

Di Xuanzi was stunned for a moment, this kind of expression, this is almost the first time Ling Haochu has seen it on him, Di Xuanzi frowned, looked at Ling Haochu, and said in a deep voice: "Why abstain!"

Jiang Rong also had a calm look on her face, revealing a hint of strangeness, she looked at Ling Haochu and was silent.

In Ling Haochu's mind, the frightened gaze of Yun Daozi before never dispersed, and when he heard Di Xuanzi's words at this moment, he sank for a while, and said: "The disciple's cultivation is insufficient, and he can't snatch it with the fourth senior sister."

"Ling Haochu!" Di Xuanzi interrupted King Linghaochu's words, looked at him deeply, and said in a deep voice:

"I want you to snatch it once, my disciple, don't be that kind of cowardly, you don't want to be bewitched, there are many distractions in your heart for no reason, you just need to remember, everything, do as you like, I will give you half a pillar of incense time, you think about it carefully, if you still abstain, I will not persuade you again!" Di Xuanzi frowned, and after finishing speaking, his eyes swept and fell on the boss of the Huang family, Yun Daozi, and a trace of gloom in his eyes flashed.

Yun Daozi noticed the gaze of the master, and suddenly trembled in his heart, and hurriedly lowered his head.

Di Xuanzi's words fell on the ears of his disciples of the six lines, and all of them set their eyes on Ling Haochu, and their eyes were more surprised and re-examined.

Because in the eyes of these people, it is extremely rare to find a person who can comfort the master, except for the purple Sun Yun back then, this Ling Haochu is the second!

The time of half a pillar of incense gradually passed, Ling Haochu's eyes flashed, he looked at Di Xuanzi, and respectfully hugged his fists and said, "Disciple, just grab it once!"

Di Xuanzi's eyes showed a look of relief, nodded and said, "Okay!"

Jiang Rong looked at Ling Haochu and said softly: "Old Seven, let's start!" As she spoke, her body moved, and the whole person was like a phoenix dancing butterfly swallow, and she retreated suddenly, opening a distance of dozens of zhang from Ling Haochu, and raised her hand with this time, pinched the trick in her hand, and moved forward a little.

Suddenly, one by one, the purple mangs of the continent appeared, and the curtain appeared from the void, and around this woman's body, it was coiled.

Ling Haochu stared at those continental points, on this Shangcang continent, in the fighting method, the magic weapon does not seem to be used much, and the shot is a magic power, until today, although he has not fought many times with people, but no matter who it is, he uses the magic power as the main means of attack.

But seeing those mainland Zhen hovering beside Jiang Rong, in the void of the index finger of this woman's right hand, all of them condensed towards her fingers in an instant, and almost in the blink of an eye, this woman's entire right hand was reflected in a thick purple.

Even her appearance was set off by purple at this moment, with a hint of strangeness.

"Old Seven, Senior Sister's Dao, you have not known, today, I will tell you, my Dao is the Demon Shadow Dao, all the magical powers in the world, as long as it is not too high beyond my cultivation, I only need to look at it once, although it cannot be fully displayed, but more or less, you can imitate one or two! This technique is created by me imitating your Killing Intent Fist, Magic Fist!"

As he spoke, Jiang Rong slapped his right hand forward into the void, and suddenly, the purple light surrounding his hand flashed out in an instant, detached from his hand, and with a whistling sound, he quickly galloped towards Ling Haochu.

Ling Haochu's eyes flashed, his body retreated instantly, and at the same time, the index finger of his right hand was raised, and the spiritual power in his body moved, and he suddenly went against the grain, and in an instant, on the tip of Ling Haochu's right finger, a ding, purple fire, appeared.

At the moment when this fire appeared, a monstrous demonic aura suddenly roared out, enveloping the surroundings.

This son, is it really in line with the person of my luck back then, he once left me a sentence, my way is the number of fate, only by looking for someone who is in line with my luck, I can have the possibility of taking the third step" Di Xuanzi's expression was as usual, and his eyes stared slightly on Ling Haochu's right hand.

"If this son is true, then my Di Xuanzi, at all costs, I have to fight once! Since I met him, in the past 30,000 years, I have failed countless times, and the original many disciples have lost most of them at this moment, I am doing this, is it right or wrong" Di Xuanzi looked at Ling Haochu, and there was a trace of melancholy in his eyes.

"Demon Slaying Fist!" Ling Haochu said with a solemn gaze and a low voice.

suddenly

The purple sparks above his fist burst out of his hand and flashed forward, colliding with Jiang Rong's magic fist in an instant.

The purple star dots completely melted into the purple light, and a crackling sound suddenly dispersed from within it, and at this time, a strange change continued to evolve within it.

(End of chapter)