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Following.

The Xuantian Dojo was already completely new, and there was no trace of the dilapidated scene caused by the previous repeated battles. Today, there are only four people in the fighting method, and after two more fights, two people will be decided, and tomorrow they will fight again, and they will be able to determine who is the leader.

The fighting method of this Dao Alliance Conference has reached the final moment.

The four people who want to fight today, the two in Xuantian Palace, are Mu Hua and Zhou Luo.

The Great Sect of Ziluoxia in the Western Holy Land is alone, and Jing has no life.

The northern holy land of Moro Dao is a person, and the black tree is a real person.

Among these four people, there is no doubt that Jing Wuming is the most dangerous person. Of course, except for Zhou Luo, the other three are all top figures who have entered the realm of true tribulation, and even if they fight, they all have the power to fight.

Zhou Luo was calm, as if there was no distraction, and came to the Xuantian Dojo. Everyone came to see each other and encouraged each other, and Zhenying was even more excited and blushing, never expecting that Zhou Luo would be able to come to this point.

The people under the Cangmang Sword Sect also came to congratulate each other, Qi Jinchan only bowed his head lightly to him, and did not say much, but Li Yingqiong was stunned, and said with a slightly gloomy expression: "Senior Brother Zhou, may you win......" Before he finished speaking, he lowered his head and said in a low voice: "You have to be careful......

Zhou Luo heard it clearly, and he also felt warm-hearted, and couldn't help laughing: "Thank you, Miss Yingqiong." ”

Zhenying grinned and said, "Why didn't you thank me?"

Zhou Luo said angrily: "Thank you for what you are doing, thank you for always causing trouble for me?" Zhenying didn't seem to care at all, still laughing, and only stood beside him, with his hands behind his back, looking at him with a smile.

Senior Brother Mu Hua Shanshan was late, Chihuang and the others had already laughed, but Zhou Luo fixed his expression, seeing that there seemed to be a lingering sadness between Mu Hua's eyebrows, he asked with the heart, and finally endured it.

"Big Brother ......"

Mu Hua smiled and said, "Little junior brother, let's go." ”

Mu Hua and Zhou Luo slowly walked to the high platform to receive the spirit rune of today's fighting method. Zhou Luo glanced back, and finally didn't see the person he wanted to see, so he had to go straight away and never look back.

In any case, being able to fight to this point is enough to be satisfied. Zhou Luo thought in his heart, if he encounters the black tree of the Mo Luo Dao today, there will be a fight, if he encounters Jing Wusheng, it will naturally be much more troublesome, I am afraid that even if he does his best, it will be very tricky.

And more likely, he encountered Mu Hua.

From the previous round, it can be seen that among the many Dao Gates, there is a deliberate intention to suppress the number of people in the Xuantian Palace, otherwise, if the final battle is under the Xuantian Palace, wouldn't it be a big loss of face to the other Dao Gates, thus hurting the harmony between the many Dao Gates?

Not only the Dao Sect such as Moro Dao, but even the Xuantian Palace itself did not want to see such a situation.

Because, Zhou Luo is very likely to encounter Mu Hua today, and if this is the case, Zhou Luo even has the intention of abstaining from fighting, because there is no need for this.

On the high platform, many big figures of the Daomen were in a harmonious mood, all smiling, chatting very happily, and the audience had gathered Zhou Luo, Mu Hua, Jing Wuming and the real person of the black tree.

The black tree real person wore a black silk robe, holding a rod to whisk the dust, but there was not much miserable aura under the Moro Daomen, but it was very elegant and tranquil, as if he had won the Taoist, and his whole body exuded a kind of peace and comprehension.

The cultivation in the early stage of the True Tribulation Realm.

It can be said that in the Xuan Dao Realm today, except for the characters of the older generation, there are only a few people who have entered the True Tribulation Realm. Of course, there are also Senior Brother Mo Chuan of Xuantian Palace's Taixuan Peak, and Yun Ru Fairy of the Cloud Dao Temple, all of whom are considered juniors, and they are also characters of the True Tribulation Realm.

Zhou Luo received his own jade talisman and immediately communicated with Mu Hua.

Zhou Luo's divine sense moved, transmitted his divine thoughts, and told his spirit rune message: "Senior brother, I am the first formation again." ”

Mu Hua's expression did not change, and he said with his chin bowed: "Little junior brother, you go first." ”

Zhou Luo was suddenly relieved in his heart, he didn't encounter the senior brother, he felt a little relaxed in his heart, and he was a little more urgent. In addition to Senior Brother Mu Hua, whether it was encountering the real person of Wuhuazi or Jing Wusheng, it was enough for him to be distressed.

There is even a great danger.

After all, his own realm was far from being able to be compared with the characters of the True Tribulation Realm, and he knew very well that he thought that the Heavenly Dao of the Killing Weapon was supreme and the thunder of annihilation, because his own realm was still weak, and it was not very useful for the top figures of the True Tribulation Realm.

It is said that Jing has no life, and even Pi Shaofeng can break his Heavenly Dao Supreme Silence Thunder attack that day.

The black tree let out a long sigh of relief, and his heart suddenly calmed down. His opponent was not Mu Hua Zhenren, who had cultivated profoundly and was famous in the Tianxuan Cultivation Realm, nor was he the Violet Gorge Jing Wusheng, who had left a great reputation in this Dao Alliance Conference.

In contrast, although Zhou Luo also killed people again and again, compared to Jing Wulife, after all, it was to make him feel safer.

In the last round of fighting, he fought fiercely with the real people of the True Sect, although he won, but he was also injured, if he faced Mu Hua or Jing Wusheng in this round, he would almost definitely lose, and he might even lose his life.

When he saw Zhou Luo stepping on the fighting platform first, he was indeed very calm in his heart. From the bottom of his heart, he didn't have much fear of Zhou Luo, besides, when his cultivation reached this point, he was in a good mood, and naturally had a fearless and fearless bearing.

Wu Zhenzi went on the fighting platform, swept the dust, and said gently: "Poor Dao Mo Luo Dao Mo Tan Wu Mo Venerable seat, Wu Zhenzi, Zhou Luo Daoyou, polite." ”

Zhou Luo bowed with a false hand and said indifferently: "Under the seat of the Zhengyuanzi of the Poor Dao Xuantian Palace, Zhou Luo." ”

In comparison, Zhou Luo didn't care much about this kind of false courtesy, anyway, after a short time, the two of them would have to fight to the death, which was an inevitable thing.

At this time, there was a flash of brilliance on the fighting platform, and two Taoists appeared.

The magnanimity is pure and majestic.

There is also a Taoist who is wearing a black Motan Taoist robe, his fingers are black silk dust, his bones are tall, and his appearance is strange, he is the leading figure in the Northern Moro Dao, the Master of Motan Wumo, his status is only below the Moro Dao Master, compared to the Moro Dao Xuluo Elder and his character, his status is still noble, and his natural cultivation is much more powerful.

Zheng Yuanzi, as the master, wanted to speak first: "The first battle of today's battle, Xuantian Palace Zhou Luo, against Moro Dao Wu Zi, remember to stop at the point, don't hurt the harmony." ”

But the Venerable Umo did not speak.

Wu Zhenzi said: "Senior Zhengyuan, I'm afraid this matter is also difficult." ”

Zheng Yuanzi's eyes were slightly cold, but he didn't answer, Zhou Luo had already sneered: "I missed a few times ago, and I injured a few Moro Daoists, and now what means do Wu Zhenzi Daoists have, even if they use it." My generation of monks fights with each other, if they are bound up, but what is the interest. ”

Zheng Yuanzi bowed slightly, obviously very satisfied with Zhou Luo's strength. The Venerable Master also smiled at himself, and said in a low and solemn voice: "This is very true, the monks fight each other, and life and death are fateful. ”

As he spoke, Master Wumo's body was shocked, and he had turned into a black rainbow and disappeared on the spot.

Zheng Yuanzi nodded and said, "Let's start." And then he left.

Zhou Luo indifferently took half a step back, and did not move, but the black tree real person had already made a big move, suddenly his chest and abdomen agitated, opened his mouth and spit it out, and when he landed, a long black gas spit out from his mouth, which was eight feet long, and condensed into a pitch-black whip, which was held in his hand, and shook his hand, and when he landed, the void was densely covered with black lightning, condensed into a black ball of thunder and lightning, and cracked and exploded.

Zhou Luo narrowed his eyes slightly, knowing that in the last battle method, the Wuzi Zhenren relied on this magic weapon, the Wumo Dark Electric Whip, to defeat the true scripture of the real sect.

This Wumo dark electric whip is a Moluo Dao altar sacrifice, taking the thunder and lightning of the Arctic Night Sky Dome, blending countless elites to cast, refining for an unknown number of years, and it is truly a superb treasure. Now this superb treasure has been obtained by the real person of the black tree, which shows that Moro Dao attaches great importance to the fighting method of this Dao Alliance Conference.

Zhou Luo grabbed it with his empty hand, sacrificed the Taixu compass, and prepared to meet the opponent's stormy attack. He is used to striking later, and he doesn't care that the other party will do it first.

Moreover, against a character from the True Tribulation Realm, he must be cautious and take every step to have a chance of winning.

However, unexpectedly, this person did not make a move immediately, but just sacrificed the Wumo dark electric whip, which turned into a circle of pitch-black lightning, exploded thunderballs, hovering around his body, and suddenly the gate of heaven opened, and a pitch-black Changhong rushed straight up.

"At this time, the original god was sacrificed?"

Zhou Luoden was surprised, and he was not the only one who was stunned, tens of thousands of spectators, and many big people on the high platform, were also surprised.

In the black air above the black head, a black dry skeleton stood out, the bones were extremely large, crackling and exploding, and then swelled to a height of a few feet, and each skeleton exuded a hard, firm gold and iron luster, which was terrifying. Zhou Luo's eyes suddenly froze, and he gasped slightly: "Isn't this the White Bone Yuan God......?

Zhou Luo thought of this, but before he could make a move, the black bone primordial god above this person's head had already stepped out violently, and each bone was like a blade, tearing through the void and screaming, and the entire huge body was directly slammed into the face!

And his true body, supported by the free and superb treasures, stood still.

"Bone Dao Tianwu, the ultimate battle method!"

This black bone primordial god, suddenly opened his arms, a pair of bones and big hands sneered, and exploded to the size of a radius of acres, advancing head to head, all of them rushed towards Zhou Luo, thunderous, unavoidable, and grabbed directly on the crystal light cover outside the Taixu compass.

In an instant, lightning flew and brilliance burst out.

"Zhou Luo, you have repeatedly harmed the lives of my Moro Dao disciples, how can the poor Dao tolerate you? The poor Dao knows that you have a lot of means, but you will definitely die today! Today is your last battle!"

"The Last Battle!"

Immediately after a pair of black bone hands grabbed violently, the whole body of this black bone primordial god shook violently, and the bones of the bones began to peel off like a convulsion, and the bones of the whole body exploded, crumpled into a ball, and condensed into a huge mass of black bones in the blink of an eye, shaped like a fist, with a kind of indomitable, fighting and killing everything, and smashed straight down.

This blow is called the "Last Battle"!

A real taste of calamity, floating in the air, this is the difference of a great realm, the breath of the real tribulation realm swept across the scene, there is an overwhelming advantage, just the suppression of the breath, it is enough to deter the characters of the virtual tribulation realm to the point that they can't move a bit.

At the last moment, Zhou Luo let out a long breath: "Don't be ashamed, you are qualified to let me fight for the last time......?"

Zhou Luo's eyebrows flashed instantly, he led this punch, killed with one punch without fear, and was fighting back!