"Why is it so long?"

In that exquisite room, the middle-aged man had already cleaned up the mess just caused by the teenager's uncontrollable struggle. After cleaning up all traces of the existence of the two, the middle-aged man frowned slightly.

In the past, he wouldn't have taken that long.

Knowing the ······ He should forcibly suppress the surging tide of the demon dark tide in his body, and wait until he returns to the base to cast a spell to rush the stage······

The middle-aged man's eyes were closed, as if he was thinking about something.

Before, when he heard the movement and flashed out, he only hurriedly saw the back of the voyeur.

It's just a young boy······

His brow furrowed slightly.

Just as he was stunned, the strangely shaped object on the clean table that he had used before vibrated violently.

Not good!

The middle-aged man's eyes opened suddenly, and his pupils shrank suddenly after seeing the strange runes that suddenly appeared on the object.

······

Ling Jundong held up his numb body, which had just been smashed to the side by the young man's powerful blow, and held up the dragon air pestle and swept it hard.

A stream of blood shot out.

The young man's body was no longer full of miasma. On top of the weak body, the pale skin was exposed to the strong golden light that burst out from the eyes of the flowing clouds, and it looked extremely fragile.

"Ho ······"

The boy's head was cut off alive, as if he wanted to open his mouth and roar. The last trace of pale green miasma came out of the boy's mouth, as if he had never thought that he would end up like this, and his eyes widened to the maximum.

It seems to be annoyed, and it seems to be unwilling.

"Bang. ”

There was a muffled sound, and the young man's weak body fell heavily to the ground. The skull flew out, blood spilling out.

Ling Jundong's feet softened. A few drops of blood slowly slipped down his fingers, the tiger's mouth cracked, and the blood slowly overflowed.

The abandoned corner of the test hall, which was flooded with bright light, seemed to have been turned off by someone. The light gradually faded out.

Liuyun only felt that at the moment when the golden eye was opened, all the spiritual power was flowing rapidly in that moment, and his body seemed to be controlled by another person.

Depressed, restrained, dull pain.

All perception dissipates abruptly at a certain moment.

The moment the powerful ability retreated, all that was left was exhaustion and weakness.

"Knock"

With a muffled sound, Liuyun's body shook, his steps paused, and he almost fell to the ground. A few drops of blood slowly left in the left eye socket, and the clean face was embellished with a hint of demonic under the embellishment of the blood.

"Something ······ wrong"

Although the spiritual power was consumed by the process of opening the pupils just now, Liuyun did not let go of his vigilance against the corpse of the strange young man. I saw that on the corpse of the young man whose head had been completely removed, it was as if some ghost was slowly emerging from the corpse. The strong yin qi hit him head-on, and Liuyun's back tightened.

Is that?

Liuyun squinted slightly, and above the corpse of the strange young man not far away, a translucent soul-like thing slowly floated out.

The face is as ugly as a demon, his facial features are deformed, and his nasal bones seem to have been crushed by life.

"Huh······ Finally free······"

It's like a low sigh, and it's like a relief after being free.

The demon slowly emerged from the boy's body, as if searching for something.

The demon seemed to have found something, and his eyes lit up.

Liuyun's heart is tight!

I hurriedly wanted to get up and catch up, but I was a step too late.

The evil ghost seemed to be extremely happy, and quickly floated towards Chu Nanhe's body not far away.

Chu Nanhe's body was still wrapped in a thick layer of blood scabs, but there was a faint light on his chest.

"Truly······ It actually made me meet Zhuang Lingyu······"

With that, the evil ghost turned into a wisp of green smoke and burrowed into Chu Nanhe's body.

"What's going on!"

Ling Jundong also realized that something was wrong.

However, the two of them had just been consumed by the first battle, and they could not make any timely and effective responses. The demon's soul then burrowed into the bright light that flashed on Chu Nanhe's chest.

······

Outside the measuring hall, somewhere on a hill.

The blood is full of blood, and the corpses are all over the field.

"Investigate clearly, what the orcs are talking about this time. ”

After the warrior assassinated the last beast that was still struggling with grief and anger, a chill crossed the eyes of the white-haired old man and he commanded softly.

"Yes. ”

Lu Yiren replied respectfully. The hazel eyes glanced at the hill where there were so many corpses, and a hint of complexity flashed under his eyes.

In this way, I'm afraid it won't be too peaceful······

Liuyun and Ling Jundong had already picked up the traces left by each of them just after the battle.

Just as the two were about to leave quietly, a cold wind suddenly flashed behind them.

"Huh······ It's really made me wait for a long time······"

A low chuckle floated out from behind the two.

In a flash, an old man slowly walked from the dark ruins.

It's him!

Liuyun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he remembered something.

This person is the eccentric old man who has participated in the Purple Duan Duan Meeting many times, but always gives up the right to compete in the last link.

An eerie smile crossed the old man's face at this time.

"You two little dolls, you're quite capable of fighting. ”

The old man's crutch leaned forward, and the energy fluctuations suddenly struck.

The broken tiles that had fallen on the ground rushed towards the two of them with the strong wind.

Liuyun shouted in a deep voice: "Seniors, we have never known each other, and there is no injustice or hatred. Why are you bothering us at this time?"

The old man smiled slightly when he heard this, and glanced at the dragon empty pestle in Ling Jundong's hand that had not yet been put away.

"Weapons stay. ”

Four words, concise and to the point.

When Ling Jundong heard this, his eyes were three points cold when he looked at the old man.

Looking at the ugly faces of the two teenagers opposite at this time, the corners of the old man's mouth raised slightly. He is already familiar with this kind of bullying children and snatching weapons from others.

In the next moment, the crutches raised their hands and threw them in the direction where the two teenagers were, and the cold wind blew up!

Liuyun Ling Jundong immediately flew away, dodged the crutches that passed by, and stood on both sides of the wall.

"Life, you have to stay!"

The old man's eyes were cold, and he shouted coldly.

"Ling Jundong, you carry Xiao He on your back and go first!"

Liuyun summoned the silver-white spear and flew towards the old man.

Ling Jundong frowned.

He can't do this kind of running behavior.

Supporting half of his numb body, Ling Jundong vigorously pestle the dragon air pestle in front of him, and his ten fingers flew over, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes!

The old man saw the silver-white spear in Liuyun's hand, and his eyes lit up.

"Ouch, you're not bad at this weapon. ”

"Today, leave it all to the old man!"

Then there was a bang!