"The third game was crucial. ”

"By my disciple of Ghost Fire Valley, Miao Thirteen will fight, and it will be foolproof. A gloomy old man standing on the side of the shocking step, the valley lord of Ghost Fire Valley said.

At this time, the people from the Jade Ding Sect, the Ghost Fire Valley, the Qingxia Sect, and the Hidden Dragon Sect were all shocked and a little annoyed.

All of them had seen Zhao Junyu's majesty at the Dao Conference.

also had the intention of suppressing Zhao Junyu and the Northern Underworld Dao Sect.

Originally, this opening ceremony thought that it was a good opportunity to suppress the rising momentum of the Northern Netherworld Dao Sect, but he didn't expect to lose two battles in a row.

In front of everyone's eyes this time, the old faces of these people couldn't hang up.

"Miao Thirteen?"

At this time, after hearing the introduction of the Ghost Fire Valley Valley, all the guests turned their eyes to this Ghost Fire Valley disciple who was covered in gray robes, and couldn't help frowning.

"Miao Thirteen, show your true colors. ”

"Your art of concealment is useless in the presence of the Greats. ”

The Lord of Ghost Fire Valley said lightly.

The Ghost Fire Valley disciple named Miao Thirteen bowed down in response, and then his body changed.

Hiss...... Many disciples of the Northern Underworld Dao Sect here couldn't help but change their colors when they saw his true face.

I saw that this Miao Thirteen didn't seem to have any intact places on his body, not to mention a broken arm, his face and body were full of pits, obviously his body was mutilated in many places, although he was treated with elixir, he still looked terrifying.

"Miao Thirteen, for many years, has been willing to endure thirteen kinds of poisonous fires and burn day and night. ”

"That's where we are today. ”

The Lord of Ghost Fire Valley said lightly, with a hint of triumph on his face.

"With his strength, he would have been able to advance to an elite disciple. ”

"It's just that the mind still needs to be tempered a little bit, and he is still an ordinary disciple. ”

When the Lord of Ghost Fire Valley explained this, everyone was relieved.

"Sect Master, I'm willing to fight!"

At this time, with a low shout, a burly red-haired young man stepped out of the crowd.

But it was an elite disciple of Chilei Peak, Zhou Yiyang.

After getting Zhao Junyu's permission, the door of the Trial Hall opened again.

Zhou Zhou Yang and Miao Thirteen both jumped into the trial hall, and for a while, the wind and clouds in the trial hall were thunderous, flames were shining, and the rumbling sound of the true yuan explosion came from the light curtain from time to time.

Bian Tai, the peak master of Chilei Peak, stared at the light curtain without blinking, and he didn't dare to take a breath in the atmosphere.

The disciples of the first two peaks, the Mixed Yuan Peak and the Ethereal Peak, had already won.

If you lose this peak, you won't be able to get over it on your old face.

"Bian Tai, calm. ”

"In this one, there is no suspense that we will win. Zhao Junyu glanced at Bian Tai, who was nervous on his face, and said lightly.

He already felt that the peaks were also secretly competing with each other, and the momentum was very good.

The healthy competition between the five peaks can promote the rapid development of the overall strength of the sect.

Thirteen kinds of poisonous fires around Miao Shisan's body were rapidly swirling, and many of them turned into a trace of yin poisonous gas, like mercury leaking into Zhou Yang.

"The poisonous aura turned into this poisonous fire, as long as it is stained with a trace, it is enough for him to bear. Many of the guests were shocked to see the magnitude of the poisonous fire.

Yiyang's expression did not move, holding a long red knife.

The sword light slashed out, and the scorching and domineering thunder fire sword qi swept away all the scribble of poisonous qi in the sky.

Miao Thirteen's face, which was already terrifying enough, was even more distorted.

"Bah!" he exclaimed.

With a single stroke of his arm, the poisonous aura that the poisonous fire turned into kept condensing, turning into one after another, a total of thirteen black balls of light.

Thirteen black balls of light occupied each direction, and then burst out dazzling black poisonous smoke at the same time, spurting towards Zhou Yiyang.

Zhou Zhou Yang felt that the whole world was the enemy, and it seemed that all the aura around him was locked, but he was not afraid at all.

"Open it for me!" swept out.

One after another red thunder rushed straight into the sky, like a thunderbolt from the sky to wash away the evils of the world.

For a while, the thunder roared in the entire trial hall, and the red flames shone brightly!

"Hey, this one is called Zhou Yiyang, it's just a distraction period, and it's really not easy to be able to practice the Chilei Zhaotian Jue Mental Method to the realm of Xiaocheng so quickly. ”

Seeing such a movement, Zhao Junyu was also a little surprised.

The Red Thunder Zhaotian Recipe is the supreme heart method of the Red Thunder Peak of the Northern Underworld Dao Sect back then, because it is incomplete, so since Bian Tai and below, everyone has practiced half-hanging.

I didn't expect that it would take only a year to pass on the complete mental method, and there would already be such an achievement.

"Thunderclouds move, kill!"

With a low shout from Zhou Yiyang, the Burning Sun Red Thunder Knife Qi in the sky swept away the thirteen black light balls.

With a click, a figure was directly teleported out of the trial hall, and fell to one knee with a bang.

It was Miao Thirteen, his ugly and twisted face full of fear and despair at the moment.

Obviously, if in reality, the thundercloud movement of Zhou Zhou Yang just now has already cut him into ashes.

In the third game, it was still the victory of the Northern Underworld Dao Sect!

The audience was in an uproar again.

Now no one doubts the strength of the disciples of the Northern Netherworld Dao Sect, and what everyone is concerned about is whether the bet will end the battle with the Northern Netherworld Dao Sect's five consecutive victories.

"Tsk, I'm talking about trail friends. ”

"This sect reminded you before that it was best for you to send elite disciples to fight, but you didn't listen. ”

After Zhao Junyu announced the reward for Zhou Yiyang, who was excited, he looked at Bu Jingtian with a smile and said.

"Hmph!" Bu Tiantian's face twitched, but he had nothing to say.

I wanted to humiliate the other party, but I was slapped in the face three times by the other party in turn.

The key is a best-of-seven system, and the next two games must not be lost again.

"Fellow Daoist, the matter has come to this, my disciple of the Qingxia faction, Jiang Junhao should be able to win back a game!"

The Qingxia sect leader on the side said.

As soon as his words fell, a yellow-faced young man stepped out of the crowd, with a faint murderous aura on his body.

"Jiang Junhao?"

Some of the guests who had heard of this person couldn't help but be stunned.

"Isn't Jiang Junhao of the Qingxia faction in the merger period?"

"Why are you still an ordinary disciple?"

"Wang Zhangjiao, is it unruly for you to do this? Several guests questioned.

"You don't know, although Jiang Junhao used to be in the merger period, he was in order to cultivate a secret art. ”

"Willing to self-deprecate and cultivate, retreat to the level of recultivation in the later stage of distraction. ”

"I don't believe you can check it. ”

The head of the Qingxia Sect said confidently.

The consciousness of the guests was swept away, they were all high-level cultivators, and they could naturally distinguish Jiang Junhao's true cultivation.

"It's really distracting. ”

"But after all, he used to be a monk in the merger period, although he has cultivated to re-cultivate, but there is also experience and mana left over from the merger period, so it's too unfair to the Northern Netherworld Dao Sect. ”

A few guests whispered.

"Wang Zhangjiao, is it appropriate for you to do this?" Mu Huaigu was the first to object.

"Don't worry. ”

"Even in the true merger period, there is absolutely no chance of victory under my disciples. Zhao Junyu said lightly.

"Sect Master, I'm willing to fight!"

At this time, a slender middle-aged man came out of the crowd, and it was the proud disciple of the main peak Qi Chengzhi, Yue Yun.

Although Yue Yun is in the late stage of distraction, his comprehensive strength is strong.

Qi Chengzhi had cultivated him as the successor of the next generation of sect masters before.

Of course, since Zhao Junyu's return, Yue Yun has unloaded his burden and concentrated on cultivation.

Well, Zhao Junyu smiled and nodded.

Yue Yun's comprehensive strength in all aspects is excellent, his qualifications are extraordinary, and after practicing the complete Taixu Star Yuan Gong, his mana is growing rapidly.

The strength has surpassed that of ordinary mid-merge monks.

Jiang Junhao, who won this Qingxia faction, is no problem.

Sure enough, after the two of them jumped into the trial hall.

In just a dozen rounds, Jiang Junhao of the Qingxia Sect was slashed to death by Yue Yun in the Trial Hall and teleported out.

So far, the Northern Underworld Dao Sect has won four consecutive victories!

There was silence in the audience, and no one expected this result.

Five wins in seven games, as long as the Northern Underworld Dao Sect wins one more game, this gamble will be a complete victory!

Just when Bu Jingtian and the others' faces were swollen into the color of pig liver, Zhao Junyu's next sentence almost made them vomit blood in anger.

"Fellow Daoist, in view of the disparity in strength, this sect has authorized you to assign your elite disciples in the merger period below. ”

"Otherwise, spread it out and say that my Northern Underworld Dao Sect is bullying the small with the big. ”

Zhao Junyu took a leisurely sip of spiritual tea and said.

The audience couldn't laugh or cry.

This is tantamount to slapping the other party's face in the face with the other party's original words.