At the border, the people on both sides were all staring at the water mirror, not knowing who could win on the stage of life and death, the atmosphere suddenly became tense, and all the kings did not dare to come out.

Airplanes!

The water mirror shook, and an invisible fluctuation radiated, and then everyone felt that their eyes lit up, and the picture in the ring of life and death reappeared.

"Artifact aura, it seems that the artifact has been affected!" Li Qingyuan muttered in a low voice.

Only if the artifact is affected, the artifact instinct will be stimulated, and it will be adjusted in a short period of time, and then the picture will be re-figured, obviously just now, the artifact is not only affected, but also greatly affected, otherwise there will be no flash of inspiration.

Master Pang Bo and Uncle Zhao reappeared in front of everyone, but the situation changed, and there was blood spilling from Uncle Zhao's chest and abdomen, although it was very little, but it stained his clothes.

On Master Pang Bo's head, one ear was missing, and there were a few more sword marks on his face, so it was obvious that Uncle Zhao had grasped Master Pang Bo's weakness, that is, there was no elemental head.

Therefore, Master Pombo did not notice for a while and was traumatized.

The outcome of both defeats was expected by everyone, after all, the strength shown by the two was actually half a catty, and the level was very close.

The difference is that the cultivation systems of the two are different, so under the collision of fighting styles, it depends on who can hold on to the end.

It was already the fifth day, and the four consecutive days and four nights of fighting made both sides feel tired.

This exhaustion is not physical, but psychological.

The emperor's physical strength is endless, but his mind is easily tired, and he will always lose his state after a long time of excitement, ups and downs, not only the people who are fighting, but also the people who are watching.

"Those who should be tempted have been tempted, and those who should have understood have been understood, ma'am, let's decide the victory in one blow!" said Master Pombo.

"Yes!" Uncle Zhao nodded.

Master Pang Bo shone with nine-colored light all over his body, and his huge elemental body began to change, and there was one more monster in the ring of life and death, with three lion bodies and snake tails, and a pair of cyan wings growing on his back.

This is an elemental incarnation, after a mage incarnates an element, he can transform into any elemental form according to his mind, which has reached a certain realm, and ordinary emperor-level mages can't cast it at all.

Just when Master Pang Bo made a move, Senior Uncle Zhao didn't spare his hand, the tip of her sword landed on the ground, and wisps of sword light burst out from the tip of the sword, building a virtual sword world behind her.

Countless sharp qi erupted from this virtual world.

The silver-gray color once again shrouded the ring of life and death, and the sharp qi like the tide swept madly through Master Pombo, Master Pombo roared at three heads, and the elemental tide began to explode.

The collision of tides and tides made the entire life and death ring begin to vibrate violently, and a series of explosions continued to be staged.

It was a full three quarters of an hour before everyone could see the scene in the ring of life and death.

Master Pombo lay on the ground like a dead dog, a huge sword mark appearing on his skull, and one of his eyes had completely exploded.

And Uncle Zhao is not much better, there is a fist-sized hole in her abdomen, blood flows all over the ground, and the skin on her hands is also burned, the emperor's strong body is constantly repairing, but this speed is very slow.

Li Qingyuan was expressionless, but he was secretly sighing in his heart, if it weren't for Uncle Zhao's canonization of gods too late, if it weren't for the fact that the gods didn't have a specific priesthood, they didn't break through the supreme.

I'm afraid that this mage has already been strangled by Uncle Zhao.

"It seems that it's over!" said the Bright Moon Emperor.

"The end?" Emperor Nirvana sneered, "It's not that simple!"

The Bright Moon Emperor raised his eyebrows, and just as he was about to speak, he saw that in the ring of life and death, Master Pang Bo suddenly stood up, and the elemental body dispersed, revealing a sturdy body.

"It seems that I won!" Master Pang Bo looked at Uncle Zhao and said lightly.

"How is this possible?" Uncle Zhao looked puzzled, "Is that the magic staff?"

"The vision is good," Master Pang Bo said lightly, "The sigh of the gods, from the works of the alchemy gods of ancient times, all of them are magic staffs, rare divine objects. ”

"Don't try to delay time, so that you can recover from your injuries, you are destined to fall in this battle, although I don't like to kill women, but unfortunately, who made me choose the Celestial Society!"

"So, send you on your way!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the staff waved, and black light burst out from the staff, and wherever the light passed, the void energy rioted, and it seemed to be very fearful.

Bang!

Where Senior Uncle Zhao was, there was a violent explosion, but at the moment of the explosion, a figure stabbed from Master Pang Bo's side with a sword.

Master Pombo reacted very quickly, he raised his staff, and a beam of energy shot out, but it was over after all.

Uncle Zhao stabbed Master Pang Bo's head with a sword, and the tip of the sword pierced through the door of the head, and the back of the head pierced, and the power of the magic phase on the tip of the sword quickly froze Master Pang Bo's soul.

"This ...... How is that possible?" masked Master Pombo.

"It's you who underestimated my Cold Moon Sect!" Senior Uncle Zhao said lightly, "The Cold Moon Sect inherits the Holy Sect, and the secret art background is far beyond people's imagination, damn it's not me, it's you!"

After she finished speaking, she twisted her hand, and Master Pombo's head exploded, and the elemental body collapsed.

Master Pang Bo fell, and when he saw this scene, Emperor Nirvana's face was pale, and he couldn't say anything, he thought that Master Pang Bo was captured, but he didn't expect that he would let the previous generation of the sect master of the Cold Moon Sect rise, which was greatly unexpected by him.

In the ring of life and death, Uncle Zhao packed up the spoils, and the whole person kept vomiting blood.

She was not lightly injured, it was not a simple matter to kill Master Pang Bo, she also tried her best, not only did she have an extra hole in her abdomen, but when she took out her sword just now, Master Pang Bo's staff was blowing, which also made her unbearable.

If it weren't for the critical time, she gave up her body to the side, and I am afraid that she would have died.

After a slight recovery, Uncle Zhao teleported out of the life and death ring.

Li Qingyuan appeared by her side for the first time.

"Uncle Shi?" asked Li Qingyuan in a low voice.

"I'm afraid that this time, I'm really going into retreat," Uncle Zhao said with a wry smile, "Take care of Tingyue for me, I know you have a lot of women, but I hope Tingyue is different in your heart." ”

"I'll take care of her!" Li Qingyuan said in a low voice.

"I believe in you," Senior Uncle Zhao said, "The Cold Moon Sect will be handed over to you, although Tingyue is the sect master, but ...... The Cold Moon Sect is a constraint and a burden to her, and now that she can have you as a backer, I can finally rest assured......"

"Stop talking, hurry back and recuperate!" Li Qingyuan said.

"Don't worry," Senior Uncle Zhao said with a smile, "This old thing has a lot of good things, I will hand them over to you, and promise me to take care of the Cold Moon Sect ......"

(End of chapter)