Sun He sighed lightly in his heart, the martial arts cultivators who came out of nowhere in the Zhongtian Continent are stronger than the other, although Chen Wuxi's performance is very amazing, and that Zhao Zhan is arrogant enough, but the strength of this Beichan Feng is obviously above the two of them!

Is there anyone else on your side who can fight with this Northern Zen Feng?

Sun He knew that even if he sent his own soldiers to appear, he would definitely be killed.

It's only to blame himself for despising the Zhongtian Continent. The treasure land can only be given to the other party.

Ye Xuan's brows furrowed slightly, it seemed that he could only appear on his own.

The opponent's demonizing soul technique not only increased the strength of the physical body, but also reached a perverted level of speed and strength.

Look at the Tianwu Continent group cultivators again, all of them are like ashes.

Just when Ye Xuan was about to play, Sun He was about to admit defeat. Almost all of the cultivators of the Tianwu Continent thought that the gambling battle was lost.

Suddenly, a wisp of ethereal flute sound fluttered and came out from the group cultivators of the Tianwu Continent......

Hearing this flute sound, Ye Xuan's expression moved.

And the body of Bei Chanfeng, who had already gone violent, brutal, and emitted bursts of abusive anger in the field, was suddenly stunned. There was an obsessed, intoxicated expression on his face. There is even a little yearning.

The cruel eyes of the original also became gentle in an instant. It's like reminiscing about all the good things I've experienced. The abuse on his body has also dissipated a lot.

Xiao Yin continued to echo in the field, Bei Chanfeng's eyes became calmer and calmer, and from time to time, a smirk came out of his mouth.

Ye Xuan and everyone turned their heads to look at each other.

But in the crowd, a young man slowly rose into the air, his clothes fluttering, indescribably elegant, holding a white jade xiao, and the ethereal sound of the flute was blowing from his mouth.

The cultivators of the Tianwu Continent glanced at each other, and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

It turned out that on his side, there was also a master hidden.

The appreciation for this young martial cultivator couldn't help but deepen a little more.

"He is the supreme pride of my Southern Regions, Song Zhixian!"

"Great, Song Zhixian really made a move, I originally thought that he was also afraid of that guy who is not a man or a demon, you must know that Song Zhixian is known as the phantom god of my Southern Regions, a body of illusion, unpredictable!"

Song Zhixian played the 'Phantom Fairy Song'. On the outside, it looks calm and calm. In fact, I was extremely proud.

Especially when he heard someone shouting his name, it was even more difficult to hide a trace of excitement in his eyes.

Song Zhixian is the top Tianjiao in the Southern Regions, and his illusion path is indeed very strong, but he is cautious, which is why he did not rush to fight before.

He never fights uncertain battles.

And although this Beizen Feng is very strong, other people with the same weight may be afraid of him, but he Song Zhixian is not afraid at all, because after the other party's demonizing soul skill, his spiritual wisdom will be greatly reduced, and he will hit his illusion path!

"I'm the phantom god of Tianwu Southern Region, Song Zhixian, demon, I don't make a move, do you really think that my Tianwu has no one to clean up you. ”

Song Zhixian played while using phantom sound to make a sound, which spread to the ears of everyone in this world, and it was indescribably chic.

"Perhaps, if you are brutal and have such a heavy abusive aura on your body, you must be killed, so let me send you to be reincarnated. ”

Song Zhixian let out a long sigh and floated in the sky, his expression seemed to have a heart that could not bear to kill.

But he didn't spare his hand at all, and directly used his strongest killing move, and drank softly.

"The Black Cage of Phantom Hell. ”

A large amount of black mist suddenly gushed out of thin air above Beichan Feng's head, who had a calm face. Enveloping his whole person, the sound of ghosts crying wolves was faintly heard in the black mist, as if he had come to the Nine Shadows of the Yin Luo, the eighteenth layer of purgatory.

The North Zen maple was wrapped in layers of black mist, like a ghost, and it looked even more eerie and terrifying.

The illusion technique of this 'Phantom Prison Black Cage' was launched by Song Zhixian's martial spirit, which was varied and extremely famous in the Southern Regions.

"Phantom Hell Seal!"

With a stroke of Song Zhixian's right hand, a gray mark formed out of thin air in front of him, a gray light flashed, and the gray mark rushed straight towards Bei Chanfeng's body.

That Bei Chan Feng was slightly stunned. didn't even know how to dodge, and let the gray mark burrow into his body. Suddenly, his body tightened. The demonic aura on his body has completely burst out.

"It's done!"

Song Zhixian was overjoyed, this 'Phantom Hell Seal' could seal the Yuan Soul of the Martial Cultivation Divine Mansion, and it really had an effect.

Now that the other party has even sealed the Yuan Soul by himself, he is not at his own discretion.

But......

Just as Song Zhixian flew away and got close to the other party, he suddenly saw the demonic light on Beichan Feng's body suddenly retract and release. There was a soft 'pop' sound. Song Zhixian's face suddenly changed greatly. He could sense it clearly. The 'Phantom Hell Seal' that he had placed on the soul of Beizen Feng had broken inch by inch.

And that's not all. The demonic light continued to expand, like rippling water. Everywhere he went, the black mist melted away. In an instant, the 'Phantom Prison Black Cage' burst out and was completely broken by the other party!

Beizen Feng showed a hideous smile on his face.

Song Zhixian was shocked in his heart, what was going on, his 'Phantom Hell Seal' was suddenly broken.

"Die!" Beizen Feng roared, a claw flashing out.

Song Zhixian's hair instantly stood upside down, and the other party grabbed it with one claw, for him, it was like the end of the world, the god of death called, so powerful at close range, how could he avoid its edge.

Some female cultivators in the Tianwu Continent couldn't help but scream, and they all turned their heads away, and they couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

Originally, Song Zhixian made a dashing and elegant shot, which made many girls look brilliant, but I didn't expect it......

Poof!

The claws flashed from Song Zhixian's head, and in an instant, Song Zhixian's head bag was shattered, and before he could escape, he was slapped to death!

"Who else!?" Beizen Feng shouted tyrannically to the sky.

Seeing his brutal appearance, the faces of the Heavenly Martial Cultivators changed color, this person is not even afraid of the Illusion Dao, he has no weakness, within the same weight, there is no one to defeat him!

"It's too strong, after this person goes berserk, he can instantly kill the two great Tianjiao with just one claw, who can stop it!?"

"Hey, completely defeated! We have countless geniuses and proud sons in the Tianwu Continent, but there is really no one who can compete with Zhongtian Tianjiao!"

"The gap is too big!"

"Zhongtian has already prepared, all of them are top Tianjiao on the field, and my Tianwu has no top Tianjiao here at all!"

Tianwu Group Cultivators sighed one by one, it seems that the Tianwu Continent is really at the bottom of each continent.

All martial arts cultivators are in a sluggish momentum, and they are not at all a level of battle! Why should they compare? This third game has already been decided, and it is even worse than the first two games!

Sun He took a deep breath and was about to speak.

Can't be a man anymore!

If we continue to fight, not only will the shame be heavier, but also the death will only increase.

Just when Sun He was about to admit defeat and give up the treasure land.

"Ahem, Great Commander, let Ye come and meet him" A young man's figure strolled out and smiled.

(End of chapter)