"It's ......"

The Dead Wood's face changed dramatically, and he glanced at the withered vine that had not yet fully retracted, revealing an extremely cold eye.

"Impossible, how could you not die!"

The Master of Deadwood was shocked in his heart, and he didn't even think about it, so he quickly pinched the trick with both hands, and once again performed the magic skill of Deadwood.

The withered vines that had been shrinking suddenly stopped trending.

Just as he was about to make another move, the withered vines that trapped the Bone Devil exploded, and a thin figure soared into the sky.

The man on the dead wood shuddered with fright, and hurriedly stopped casting spells and looked up at the white bone old demon in the sky, how could the old demon at this time have a lack of spiritual power, and his momentum was even faintly stronger than before.

"Stop! I'll ...... it"

Where did the white bone old demon give him a chance, and as soon as the qi in his right hand gathered, a black long sword appeared in his hand.

Then, without waiting for the Master of Deadwood to finish speaking, he directly turned into a ray of light and shadow.

The Master of the Deadwood couldn't move at all under this sword, firstly because his spiritual power was exhausted, and secondly, because the transformation was too fast, and he couldn't react at all.

He only felt that the sword in his eyes was getting closer and closer, and his throat was sweet, and he lost consciousness.

The old demon of the white bones turned around, and with a big move, the storage bag of the man on the dead wood flew into his hand.

Surprisingly, the monks who were watching did not let out the imaginary cheers, but instead showed a look of fear on their faces and were silent.

They asked themselves if it was themselves just now, it would be extremely difficult for them to be the opponent of this white bone old demon.

The appearance of a great master in the first battle is not good news for everyone.

"I declare that the first battle against the Bone Boss has won. The tall man announced the results at this time.

At the same time, his gaze at Xiao Yubai also changed, faintly with a bit of appreciation.

"No wonder you refused to admit defeat before, it turned out that you had real skills, and even I didn't see it. ”

Xiao Yubai nodded slightly, "Thank you seniors for your kindness just now, I just lost my spiritual power in the first battle below and needed to recuperate, so I will leave first." ”

"Well, you can go down. The tall man didn't stop him.

Xiao Yubai jumped out of the ring directly and walked outside.

At this time, whenever Xiao Yubai walks in front of someone, there will be a monk who will make way for him.

It is not that they bully the weak and fear the hard, but that they respect the strong.

After Xiao Yubai left, the monks present began to talk.

"Fellow Daoist, what is the origin of this white bone old demon, such a profound cultivation, I have never heard of it at all in the past. ”

"I don't know, but the Master of Deadwood has been famous for a long time, and he was defeated by this person, so I must be careful when I meet this person again. ”

Wang hadn't seen this person either, but looking at the battle he had just had, he could see something. A dark-skinned man said indifferently at this time.

"Oh, what do you mean by that?" one of them asked earlier.

Although the surrounding late-stage monks did not speak, they also probed their divine senses, obviously very interested in his words.

The dark-skinned man frowned slightly, and said slowly:

"Everyone, pay attention, the spirit weapon used by this white bone old demon is aimed at the attack of the divine soul, and when you meet him in the future, as long as you pay attention to the defense of the divine sense, then his spiritual weapon will be useless. ”

"Yes, Daoyou's analysis is accurate. ”

"Secondly, this old demon's defense is amazing, especially that layer of shield, I estimate that it will take at least a high-grade spirit weapon to break it. ”

"Of course, the reason why this demon won, the above two things are secondary, the most terrifying thing is that his spiritual power is at least twice as much as that of the later monks, and the Master of the Dead Wood finally suffered a loss in the competition of spiritual power, so he was succeeded by this guy. ”

After listening to the analysis of the dark-skinned man, everyone admired him, and at the same time wondered how to deal with the white-skinned old demon.

At this time, the second game had also begun, and two more monks were in the ring.

......

At this time, Xiao Yubai did not go back to recuperate now.

Speaking of which, in addition to being absorbed by the Deadwood Master in half of the spiritual power of the Deadwood Master just now, he didn't even suffer any internal injuries.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he came to several other rings to watch the others compete.

A monk in ring four is driving a huge ghost and is attacking an obese woman.

Two monks in their forties in the third ring were competing for spiritual power with their palms.

In the second ring, two monks with high-grade spiritual weapons in their hands were fighting with spiritual weapons, and the audience applauded.

When he came to the No. 1 ring, he finally saw the person he had been thinking about for a long time.

"Rootless Daoist!"

At this time, the rootless Daoist was performing his six reincarnations in the ring, forcing a late-stage foundation building monk to retreat one after another.

"Brother Dao, stop, surrender below!"

The monk on the opposite side couldn't resist the repeated attacks of the six reincarnations at all, and he directly admitted defeat without holding on to half a cup of tea.

The rootless Taoist didn't stop at all, with a look of regret on his face, and sighed:

"Once this superb spiritual weapon is unleashed, it must see blood, otherwise it will be spiritually damaged. ”

After saying this, he waved his hand, and one of the skulls directly spewed out a golden breath, slashing the opponent in the ring.

And the Rootless Daoist did not hesitate to go up and pick up the storage bag.

Next, Brother Yudan, who was in charge of managing the ring, announced the results of the competition, and a new round of competition began.

The Rootless Daoist suddenly sensed something at this time, and his eyes looked at the White Bone Old Demon.

After seeing that it was the old demon, a smile appeared on the face of the rootless Daoist and he walked over directly.

"White Bone Daoist, this time it is really thanks to your superb spiritual weapon Poor Dao that you can win by luck, great kindness, Poor Dao is grateful. ”

"Do you still remember that the spirit weapon belongs to the old man, I thought you had forgotten, hum!" Xiao Yubai snorted coldly.

"Where do you say to the White Bone Daoist, it's not that the poor Dao doesn't want to return the spiritual weapon, it's just that his own strength is low, so he has to do it. ”

"Poor Dao promised, as long as he waited for the end of the conference, without saying a word, he would personally go to the Taoist Mansion to return the treasures. The rootless Taoist swore solemnly.