Chapter 558: In the Fighting Law Conference

As the spiritual power shield in front of him burst, the monk surnamed Fu, who was trying his best to cast spells, suddenly changed his complexion.

But when he tried to make a move, it was already difficult to do so, and when his body turned sharply, he wanted to dodge behind him.

Just when his body had not moved, he suddenly found that there was already a yellow giant beast suspended behind him, which was undoubtedly the saber-toothed beast of the old man surnamed Gu.

When it moved behind him, the old man surnamed Fu did not know.

Just when he hesitated for a moment, hundreds of sword needles had already surrounded him, and he couldn't make any more moves.

"Thank you Gu Daoyou's subordinates for their mercy, Fu Mou has thanked me here. After a while, hundreds of sword needles did not pierce his face, but hovered in front of the old man, and did not move a bit. Seeing this, the old man surnamed Fu turned red, clenched his fists and said.

"Hehehe, it's the old man who won a trick by luck, I hope Fu Daoyou won't see it. ”

The old man surnamed Gu said, with a wave of his hand, several spiritual weapons were taken into his arms, and as soon as his mind moved, the body of the yellow giant beast flickered, and hundreds of sword needles returned to his body. Then he was put into the spirit beast bag by the old man, and he disappeared.

The old man surnamed Fu bowed down again and returned to the stands in a daze.

From the time the two fought each other to the time when the winner was decided, the time that had elapsed during the period was only tea time. The more powerful a person is, the more he can distinguish between winning and losing in a short period of time.

Because every high-level monk has a powerful secret technique, as long as it is an instant, it is possible to kill the opponent in front of him.

Although it is difficult for the foundation building monk to perform those powerful secret techniques in a short period of time, his means are much more than that of the Qi Gathering Monk. It is not uncommon to win or lose.

"The old man won a game by luck, I don't know which Taoist friend will end up and try to compete with the old man again?"

Seeing that the old man surnamed Gu had such amazing methods, the more than 30 Zhuji monks present who participated in the competition couldn't help but be shocked in their hearts, and they couldn't help but secretly think about it in their hearts, and several people dispelled the idea of competing again.

It was a long time before someone stood up and flew to the square.

Although Lu Jimin's means are not as good as Gu Daoyou, since he came to the Xiao family, it is inconvenient to dodge, so he can only come out to offer one or two. Please also ask Daoyou's subordinates to be merciful. ”

"Hehe, don't dare, please take care of Lu Daoyou. ”

After watching carefully, everyone present could clearly see that this monk surnamed Lu had the same realm cultivation as Gu Jingzhang, and he was also at the peak of the foundation building realm.

Under the wave of the ancestor of the Xiao family, the two of them used their own means and fought together.

This battle is the same as when the old man surnamed Fu fought before. At the beginning, they still sacrificed their spiritual weapons and fought with each other.

But the battle that followed shocked everyone present.

I saw that the three spiritual weapons that the monk surnamed Lu had sacrificed before, after fighting with the spiritual weapons of the monk surnamed Gu, facing the remaining two spiritual weapons of the old man surnamed Gu, he did not panic, but raised his hand, but sacrificed a yellow vial.

The vial stretched out in the air, and a thick puff of yellow smoke suddenly emerged from it.

The smoke was dense and, in the blink of an eye, it was twenty or thirty feet away, and with the yellow smoke spreading, there was a sudden sound of 'rattling' from the smoke.

Although this muddy yellow mist blocked everyone's eyes, under the scan of divine sense, everyone immediately realized that within the muddy yellow smoke, at this time, there were three huge skeletons more than two zhang high, wrapped in a dense yellow mist, wielding a huge bone knife that was long and fighting endlessly with the spirit weapon of the old man surnamed Gu.

Looking at the coercion carried by these three skeletons, it was actually comparable to that of the foundation building monk. This discovery made the foundation building monks present also frightened in their hearts.

These three skeletons can be equivalent to three fellow foundation builders, with the help of this skeleton, and the idle foundation building monks, it is difficult to be the opponent of the monk surnamed Lu.

Gu Jingzhang, who was the opponent of the monk surnamed Lu at this time, was also shocked at this time, there were three skeletons of this realm, even if he sacrificed the saber-toothed beast again, he didn't want to get close to the other party.

At the same time, what made him even more shocked was that his two spiritual weapons, within the yellow smoke, had slowly become sluggish.

This discovery made him anxious. If you still want to defeat the other party, it will be extremely difficult to do it if you don't break this spiritual weapon immediately.

As soon as he thought of this, the old man surnamed Gu's face sank, his eyes became extremely gloomy, and under the gritting of his teeth, he even bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of thick blood spurted out of his mouth, suspended a few feet in front of his chest, and kept spinning.

Then the spells in its mouth ceased, and a large number of spells flew out of its mouth, submerging into the swirling blood.

As the spell continued to merge, the ball of blood continued to expand, and after a few moments, it had become like a huge ball.

Dao spells continued to swim within the sphere, and as the red sphere rotated, it seemed extremely mysterious.

"Disease"

As the old man surnamed Gu let out a loud shout, he saw a huge round ball flying rapidly towards the yellow smoke.

"Bang~"

As soon as it came into contact with the yellow smoke, the huge red ball immediately exploded. As the sphere exploded, a stream of red mist suddenly came out, following the shock wave generated by the explosion, sweeping away towards the muddy yellow smoke.

In the blink of an eye, the three tall skeletons within the smoke were enveloped in red mist.

I saw that under the contact between the red mist and the yellow smoke, the yellow smoke became as if it had met a nemesis, and under the touch, it disappeared one after another.

Even the smoke that enveloped the tall skeleton began to roll sharply.

When he saw the old man surnamed Lu in this situation, he was also shocked in his heart. Although he had just seen the old man surnamed Gu perform a secret technique, he didn't take it to heart.

Because he knew that the foundation building monk used his own spiritual power as the basis for performing the secret technique, and only at the cost of losing his own spiritual power could the secret technique be successfully activated.

At the same time, even if the other party successfully activated the secret technique, he could only kill a skeleton released by his spiritual weapon, and there was absolutely no threat to himself.

What's more, the skeleton released by his spiritual weapon can be said to be immortal within the yellow smoke, and after being destroyed, it can be transformed from the yellow vial again.

But at this time, the secret technique sacrificed by the other party was to completely restrain his spiritual weapon, and it was difficult to threaten it in the slightest. Even the dense yellow smoke is slowly decreasing. After a long time, it will be completely wiped out by the red mist.

As soon as he saw this situation, the old man surnamed Lu immediately had a thought, and under the yellow smoke rolling, he was quickly sucked into it by the vial, and disappeared along with the three tall skeletons.

Gu Daoyou's methods are amazing, and Lu is willing to bow down. ”

Unexpectedly, the monk surnamed Lu took the initiative to admit defeat with great interest.