Looking at Yuhuatai again, Ziyou and Wan Cang's figures changed without a shadow, only to see Xuanguang explode, two thick true qi collided together, everyone was worried, actually playing such a big battle, and then, a figure was bounced out, but it was Wan Cang.

I saw that he was already out of breath, and when the light faded, he looked at Ziyou again, kneeling on one knee, and his face was pale and out of breath.

But when he raised his eyes and saw Wan Cang's smile, Wu Mo said eagerly: "Master!" Zi You glared back and drank back at him, "You give me a retreat!"

Wu Mo was stunned in place, and saw Zi You staggering up, and gathered a purple True Qi Long Sword in his hand, pointing at Wan Cang, "You can have ten more times!"

"Hahaha! Admire!

Wan Cang looked up to the sky and laughed, this time he really underestimated the five immortals, he was really not afraid of the destruction of the gods, Wan Cang gathered the true qi in his hand, and a long whip of turbid qi was suddenly pulled out, which flashed the thunder of the Daodao, and went towards Ziyou, Ziyou was not to be outdone, and the purple sword was fired, and between the lightning and flint, the two figures rushed together again.

"Uncle He'......" Jiang Qi stopped talking, looked at Ziyun and Ziyang, and saw that the two elders were restless, and their eyes followed the figure of their junior brother moving.

Jiang Qi was also silent, but Ziyun turned around and comforted, "It's okay, don't worry too much." "

"But Uncle Shi seems to have been injured!" As soon as Jiang Qi's words fell, Wu Mo's angry voice came, "Damn!" Wu Mo clenched his fists, Zi Yun's eyebrows frowned slightly, Zi You was obviously seriously injured, but where was he injured? Could it be that when he was healing himself, he was devoured? But, how could it be, Ziyang was not devoured.

"Boom......"

"Boom ......"

"Bang ......"

Three deafening voices attracted everyone's attention, and they saw that the fish-patterned bricks on the ground of Yuhuatai had been dismantled in half, and they were used as sharp weapons to attack each other.

I saw Wan Cang's arm wave, and between the turbidity surging and surging, the slabs and bricks that had been lifted off the ground were blended together to form a complete stone demon.

The sound of "Bang Bang Ren ......" was the sound of the stone demon stepping on the ground, and the cold light of the sword in Ziyang's hand appeared, turning into a pillar of light, splitting down from mid-air, and the huge stone demon was actually cut apart by him, scattered everywhere, some were broken into stone grains, and some were still a complete brick, which was shocked back to its original place, and fell back to the ground in twos and threes.

The place that was lifted up was patched up again, and there were occasionally potholes, but the stone corpse was very weird, and he thought it would fall to the ground and become dust, but he stood up again, covered in blood.

"Possessed!"

Ziyun was slightly startled, Yan Yuan also looked at this scene in shock, the stone grains formed the body of the stone demon, it was still bloody, and the blood fell from his body, and it immediately turned into powder, but where did the blood of the stone come from?

Bloodthirsty looked at his old buddy thoughtfully, and smiled with satisfaction, worthy of being a demon king, mana is naturally not weak, it depends on how Ziyou resolves it.

"Master, what is this?"

Feng Tuo looked at the blood-dripping stone with curiosity, and felt panicked again, and Ice Hell smiled lightly: "Possess the spirit." "

Ice Hell was concise and to the point, and Feng Tuo thoughtfully "Oh......"

But I don't understand!

Ice Hell is thinking, how many things Yang Xian knows, the spirit is not simple, she has never succeeded, she actually let Wan Cang do it, Ice Hell guesses that this must not be his own comprehension, then there is only one possibility, Yang Xian, this woman who is like a fan!

"Boom!"

It was another direct attack, on one side was the purple long sword transformed by true qi, and on the other side was the gray long sword transformed into a stone demon, colliding together, whoever cultivated weakly would be injured.

The purple light flashed away, and the gray long sword only had a little spiritual power left, but it slashed towards Ziyu's knees.

"Huh!"

Blood splattered three inches, a sharp pain was unbearable, and the consciousness of pain drowned out the surrounding sounds,

Can't kneel, can't lose!

But despite all the struggles in his heart, he could no longer straighten his body, nor could he straighten his slowly bent knees.

Looking at the sweat dripping from Ziyou's forehead, everyone's hearts seemed to fall into the dust like his sweat, Elder Ziyou, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, just don't kneel!

As if he could hear everyone's hearts, when his knees were about to reach the ground, Ziyou suddenly burst out, roaring angrily at the sky, and a purple long sword slowly grew out of his palm, the hilt of the sword grew, and the sword body was born, one inch, two inches, stopped......

"Bang ......"

The half-grown broken sword was stuck in the ground, Ziyou half-bent his body, and his whole body was supported by the two-inch broken sword, and after a while, he stood up tremblingly.

Zi You's weak voice came out, and he could only hear it: "Whether it's a disciple or an elder, you have to lose with dignity!"

He just stood there with his head in the air, even if he was defeated.

"Smack... Syllable... Smack......"

Gentle applause came, and everyone followed the sound to see that it was Ice Hell!

"The emperor is starting to admire you a little!"

After that, he stopped the applause and said slowly: "Then this game is still a five-way loss!"

Wan Cang also nodded towards Ziyou, as if it was a pity, as if he was pity, "This king defeated you in a move, but it's a pity, but you lost half your life to this king!"

As Wan Cang's rampant laughter floated on the feather flower platform, Zi You closed his eyes painfully, Wuzhi disciples, many people turned pale, Zi You was not only defeated, but also defeated very completely, in the next game, who will play, if you lose another game, Wuzhi and Lanhai Temple will be finished.

Victory and defeat are common, but Zi You lost to Wan Cang, and it is inevitable that he feels faceless, he is a demon king who has been sealed for more than 3,000 years, and his mana should be under Zi You, and now Zi You's old face is also lost.

After a while, Ziyou walked back to the Jade Dragon Platform in defeat, Wu Mo hurriedly went to support him, and the ice prison beside him said painlessly: "If you lose another game, you don't have to look at the back." "

Everyone was shocked, and they could only hear the whispers of the demons over there, this game must be won no matter what.

Ice Hell slowly got down from the chariot and said: "The decisive game, you might as well settle it quickly, I don't know if the two sides have discussed, in this game, which two masters will see the wonderful duel?"

Ziyun is still recovering, but unfortunately the poison in his body is three points into the bone, and it is difficult to recover in a short time.

It was a crucial game, and no one dared to take it lightly, Yan Yuan turned around and discussed with the three elders, "Head Ziyang, two elders, what do you think?"

Ziyun breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Since Bloodthirsty proposes to be a best-of-five game, there must be enough candidates on the other side." "

Ziyang: "However, now there is only bloodthirsty, if you count one Qingjun, won't there be only two?"

Jiang Qi was surprised: "Master, uncle, if the demonized Qing Monarch is one, isn't Nan Dusk Immortal also one?"

Ziyun shook her head, and suddenly there was a sense of depression around her, "No, if they don't have the certainty of victory, they won't dare to attack Wuzhi." "

Yan Yuan: "What does Elder Zuo Ji mean?"

Ziyun said slowly: "Master, I am suspicious, whether it is bloodthirsty or Qingjun, it will not be the devil who ends the game." "

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, could it be that there was a more powerful demon than them? Wu Mo asked, "Uncle Shi, what do you mean?"

Ziyun was worried, glanced at the Wuzhi Barrier that had been destroyed, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, Wuzhi, is it really going to be destroyed?

"Maybe the last one isn't the Adversary, it's the Demon Beast. "

The injured sacrificial ancestor coughed violently a few times when he heard this, and hurriedly asked, "What Uncle Shi said is the Demon Beast Soul Sense that came to attack the Wuzhi Enchantment?"

Ziyun nodded silently, "Now that Canghai and Moon Throat have awakened it, it won't be as simple as attacking the Five Peaks Enchantment. "

Yan Yuan also said sadly when he heard this: "Amitabha, if this is the case, this time, this group of demons already has a full chance of winning. "

Ziyang: "Not necessarily, they have demonic beasts, and Wuzhi also has spirit beasts to fight." "

Ziyou's weak voice came from behind everyone, like a basin of cold water poured down, "However, the spirit beast of Wuzhi is not here, and Tao'er and Han'er are not in Wuzhi. "

The remaining three Wuxuan disciples were all ashamed when they heard this, and the five spirit swords were all inhabited by a spirit beast, but now only Bai Qilin and Qing Ling had appeared, and it was in vain that the three of them were present.

"It's all to blame the disciples for being useless!"

Wu Mojiang knelt down in unison, Ziyang hurriedly helped people up, and said, "It's not your fault!"

Zi You said bitterly: "Yes, this is not your fault, it is Uncle Shi's fault, Uncle Shi should not let Tao'er and Han'er leave at the same time, I am afraid that they will also be killed in God's City." "

Ziyun frowned, but this was not the time to care about this matter, and he frowned and said, "If it is as I expected, I will die with my soul sense." "

"Can you negotiate?"

The words of the Ice Prison came and urged, and everyone hurriedly stated their words and came to a unanimous conclusion, so let's end it with Ziyun!

Seeing that Wuzhi suddenly stood up two people, Ziyang and Yan Yuan, the bloodthirsty eyebrows were raised, Ziyang's words he would deal with, and the old monk should be handed over to Qingjun.

Ziyang bowed his head slightly and said, "Master, this game, let's do it with me!"

Yan Yuan also replied: "Ziyang Boss, Wuzhi and Lanhai Temple are the same qi and branches, survival and death, then Lao Wei has no reason to retreat, Ziyang Boss, you can watch this game, and in the next game, you come!"

Feng Tuo raised his cheeks and waited to see the next one, and when he was a little bored, he complained twice, "Alas, isn't it the same who comes first? Either win or lose." "

Wan Cang said leisurely on the side: "I'm afraid they won't have the next game." "

Bloodthirsty echoed: "Brother Wan is reasonable. "

Feng Tuo said at this time: "By the way, Master Yanyuan is a person in Buddhism, and he can't see fighting and killing, so it's better to have something new." "

Demons: "......"

What else can you do with new ideas, not just fighting, what else can you play?

Yan Yuan smiled kindly when he heard this: "According to the girl's meaning, what do you think is new?"

Bloodthirsty looked at the Ice Prison, she did not dissuade Feng Tuo's nonsense, that is to say, Feng Tuo's sudden words were in her favor.

Well, now I can't fight you Wanyi, you can stretch and bend, you can always bow your head once, and Bloodthirsty also asked: "What good ideas does my niece have?"

"Let's fight for cultivation!"

Feng Tuo threw down the next sentence, fighting for cultivation, this one lost, wouldn't it be a waste of cultivation, that is the accumulation of thousands of years.