Immediately, someone refuted the tyranny of the ancient Chen family: "Cultivation can't be compared? You can't be mistaken, right...... How can these second-rate sect disciples be on a par with the cultivation of disciples of our major sects? Maybe it's their sect master secretly helping each other!"

Long Yuanzong unexpectedly became the first hard bone and stumbling block in the "Immortal Miao" competition, if it was not gnawed down and quickly suppressed, not only would there be no place for the faces of these big factions, but even the plan to seize the "Immortal Treasure" would also fail.

Everyone glanced at Gu Xiangtian on the stage, he was drinking tea leisurely, and it was impossible to secretly help Nangong Heng.

Guo Qingshan, the sect leader of the Tianlan Sect, had a face as heavy as water, his eyes were grim, and his face showed a bit of ridicule when he heard this: "Hmph! Hugh to grow the ambition of others and destroy his own prestige, this person is just a disciple of a second-rate sect, and he won a game by luck, we still have seventeen disciples who have not yet used their fists and feet, are we still afraid that he will not succeed?"

He snorted coldly and looked at Nangong Heng on the stage with disdain.

Gong Zuji, the lord of the three-star holy land, glanced at Guo Qingshan, snorted, and said, "Could it be that the Tianlan Sect has a top figure of the younger generation who can deal with this son? ”

"My disciple of Tianlan Sect, although there is no supreme master, but I will not shrink like your disciples, I will only sit around and shout, since you don't want to take the lead first, then I will do my best first!" Guo Qingshan was obviously very dissatisfied with their caution.

In fact, these old foxes are better than turtles, and now it's not that no one is fighting, but they are all dragging it!

There is only one reason why they are reluctant to fight in advance and now they are all pretending to be dead with their eyes closed......

It's much easier if it's just a one-on-one battle of life and death, but stick with it until the end...... It's almost impossible!

Because no matter who stands in the ring as the winner, what awaits him is a wheel battle!

And the further you go, the more difficult the battle will be, and when you fight to the last opponent, you will be exhausted even if you are an iron fighter, and how to face a new force.

Seeing that someone was going to come out again, the heads of the various families breathed a sigh of relief, and as soon as they unloaded the burden of Wanjun, they gloated and said: "Then congratulations to your disciple on his victory, I'll wait and see!"

Guo Qingshan hesitated slightly when he heard this, and after a long time, a roar sounded in the air: "Huang Biao, you go to the second battle, unscrupulous means, and quickly behead this person under the stage!"

After that, the corners of his mouth hooked up a cruel smile, waved his hand, and instructed: "The blade that you don't want to show off easily on weekdays, if you use it today, it is enough to make you persist until the end!"

"Yes, Master!" A disciple wearing a black robe emanated with a cold aura emanating from behind Guo Qingshan flashed from behind him.

He perked up, his eyes flashed, he suddenly took a deep breath, and a black whirlwind swept up, and he soared into the air and landed on the platform of life and death.

The corners of Huang Biao's mouth showed a hint of hideousness, locked Nangong Heng with his eyes, and said coldly: "With your cultivation in the middle stage of the Battle King, you can actually advance to the "Immortal Miao" battle, you are really shit luck, it is a shame for me and other disciples of the big faction, however, your luck has also come to an end......"

"Bang!" He didn't give Nangong Heng a chance to refute at all, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the dantian, only to see a black smoke rushing out of a black hole, and a pitch-black light burst out from it, faintly fluctuating runes.

After the brilliance dissipated, the black light body was revealed, and it turned out to be a rusty green copper spear, and there was a divine fire burning on the tip of the spear.

This is a divine spear, the divine fire is the divine spirit in the divine spear is beating, it is simple and heavy!

As soon as the divine spear appeared, it emitted majestic mana fluctuations, and at the bladed spear blade two feet below the tip of the spear, there were black qi entangled.

As soon as this blade appeared, it gave people a sense of both good and evil, and it was eerie and terrifying.

"The soul of this monk on the other side is so powerful, it is the great supplement of our ghosts, if we can devour it, this divine spear will advance to the demon soldier!"

"Ghost God Artifact!" Nangong Heng was shocked!

"Haha, that's right, it's indeed the strongest ghost weapon that kills endlessly, the Stygian Fire Divine Spear, and I don't know how many creatures have been killed by it, and you can't escape the same fate today!" Huang Biao let out a terrifying smug laugh.

The Immortal Fire Divine Spear was obtained by Guo Qingshan by killing a ghost clan's power, and the only artifact of the Immortal Soldier that he practiced throughout his life, although it was an imitation, it could not be compared with the real weapon of the strongest gods and ghosts, but it was also very terrifying, and it was specialized in people with strong divine sense.

After Guo Qingshan passed the blade to Huang Biao, a disciple with a heavier temperament, he easily refused to let him use it, because it was taboo to devour other people's Yuan Shen in the cultivation realm.

But today is different, Nangong Heng turned his divine sense into a sword and jumped thousands of miles under the stage, so he used this as an excuse to ask Huang Biao to return his body with this spear!

The Hellfire God spear was angry, like a hideous ghost king, rushing out with an incomparably tragic aura!

"It's over, Huang Biao is holding the weapon of the ghost clan giant, Nangong Heng will die a miserable death! Quickly retreat......" Li Yinfeng saw the power of the Hellfire Divine Spear at a glance, and shouted.

"Don't worry, it can't destroy my Yuan Shen! The disciples of the Longyuan Sect will not admit defeat easily!" Nangong Heng replied indifferently with a miserable smile.

Nangong Heng's white robe cracked and cracked, his true qi was swirling, and he stood with a golden battle sword, which was in stark contrast to the pitch-black Hellfire Divine Spear.

The killing intent of the two strands, one yang and one yin, collided and merged together, condensing into two giant dragons, black and white, facing each other in the sea of fog formed by the true qi.

Huang Biao's hair was messy, like a god and demon, his whole body exuded a tragic aura, as fast as a ghost, and the pitch-black Hellfire Divine Spear in his hand immediately slashed down.

"Bang"

The divine fire on the tip of the Hellfire God's spear suddenly swelled and steamed, and a black Hellfire tumbled and rolled, condensing into a demonic humanoid shape, which seemed to be real and illusory, it was the legendary Great Ghost King!

All the people covered their mouths in horror, and immediately felt that this spear was extraordinary: this weapon spirit of the Hellfire Divine Spear turned out to be a trace of the spirit of the Great Ghost King of the Underworld!

The Great Ghost King is the god of the underworld worshiped by the people of the Qinzhou Continent, so everyone knows it.

There was a hehe laugh from the black cloud and the hell fire, and with Huang Biao's horizontal spear blade, the Great Ghost King also cooperated with the action, this ghost king had three heads and six arms, and held six Hellfire God spears as if they were about to pierce through the heavens and the earth, piercing forward.

Nangong Heng counterattacked with a golden sword, constantly colliding with the seven Hellfire Divine Spears, and the striking light was overflowing, the sound was terrifying, and even the life and death platform was constantly trembling.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng ......"

Nangong Heng walked the road of Zhigang to Yang, and the golden sword suddenly let out a sword roar, and ten thousand golden sword qi shot out from the sword body, like ten thousand swords firing together, and the Hellfire Divine Spear trembled again and again, and even the black fire Hellflame was suppressed!

Huang Biao screamed, he was like a demon possessed, his evil eyebrows were upside down, one hand pointed to the sky, he didn't know what trick he had pinched, and his hand kept playing mysterious and complicated weird handprints in front of him.

In an instant, the Hellfire Divine Spear seemed to be stirred up by an invisible force, heavy as a mountain, slowly floating in the air, falling inch by inch, and splitting down.

At this moment, it was as if the sky had collapsed, and Nangong Heng only felt as if a Yin Mountain had been pressed down.

Rao is golden sword shoots out endless sword rays, and it can't beat the Hellfire Divine Spear, so in desperation, he can only use the sword to resist the Hellfire Divine Spear.

Click!

Nangong Heng's wrist bone was actually cracked alive!

Burst!

Nangong Heng's chest hurt, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, he knew that it was not good, so he hurriedly concentrated all the mixed combat power in his body in his brain, and protected the Yuan Shen to death.

Who knows, this black cloud carried the Hellfire Divine Spear extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it rushed overhead again, and spewed out three rope-like Hellfire black smoke from the mouths of the three ghost heads of the Great Ghost King, entangled him to death.

The spiritual power of Nangong Heng's whole body was suppressed, and it was useless to struggle no matter how he struggled. In an instant, all his meridians were sealed, and black smoke passed through his lungs and down the center of his spine to his brain, trying to devour his primordial spirit.

At this moment, he knew the sea like a bomb, and it was simply painful......

At the time of crisis, there was a sudden flash of brilliance in Nangong Heng Yuanshen, and the page of "Da Yi God Destroying Record" obtained when he killed the green-haired zombie in the ancient secret land actually surfaced at this critical time, like an invisible knife, slashing towards the black smoke of the dark fire.

With a "Zila", the black smoke and fire were cut off, and this page of scripture actually rushed out of his sea of consciousness, completely expelling the black smoke and fire from his body, and then escaped back.

"This is ......" Huang Biao was stunned, this was unprecedented, but he didn't delay for a second, and then with a long roar, he raised his spear and pierced it again......

Seeing the "Da Yi Extinction Record", the heads of the major factions, including Gu Xiangtian, suddenly realized, no wonder Nangong Heng's divine sense is so powerful, he can turn his divine mind into a sword, it turns out that he accepted such a inheritance in the ancient secret land.

Rao is like this, Nangong Heng has just released his shackles, and his movements are inevitably slow, like a thick war spear murderous aura piercing to the front, endless and furious...... It was too late for him to avoid it.

"Poof!" the Hellfire Divine Spear pierced through Nangong Heng's left chest.

Huang Biao pulled his spear, wanted to do another big chop, and cut off Nangong Heng's head......

"Bang!" From the hidden small dirt slope, a transparent pill flew out at some point, and exploded on the tip of the Hellfire Divine Spear, and the danxiang was permeated, making the Hellfire Divine Spear lose its accuracy and pass through the white robe on Nangong Heng's right flank.

Huang Biao only said that the pill in Nangong Heng's arms was punctured and exploded by himself, he didn't think much about it, he shook the horizontal spear, and wanted to throw him into the air, and poke him again with the Hellfire Divine Spear from the bottom to the top.

Unexpectedly, the residual strength of the collapse of the elixir was not dissipated, and Nangong Heng used this strength to fly diagonally and swept more than ten zhang away, and fell down the life and death platform from a high altitude.

All the disciples of the Longyuan Sect were in a daze, the god-like senior brother in their hearts was actually abused and brought to the stage of life and death, and fell into such a situation, which made people feel sad.

Only Lu Qianye's face was extremely indifferent, and he scolded in a low voice: "If you still pass on your disciples, it's just a waste!"

Then, Huang Biao also shouted and jumped down from the platform of life and death, he wanted to slash Nangong Heng!

"Enough, in this game, I, Long Yuanzong, admit defeat, it's time to end the fight. Gu said in a deep voice to the sky.

"Stop, let him go!" Now that the person has fallen into the audience, there is no reason to kill him again, Tianlan Sect Master Guo Qingshan frowned, and opened his mouth to drink Huang Biao.

Immediately, a disciple of the Longyuan Sect who was not outstanding in appearance and looked like a bland flew out of the crowd, picked up Nangong Heng, who was lying on the ground and was unconscious, and turned around and left.

This is the Han star who has been holding back on the small dirt slope for most of the day under the pseudonym Sun Buer, but no one can recognize it at this moment.

"Brush"

"Who still dares to fight?" Huang Biao's hair flew backwards, his body was full of dark energy, and he flew back to the stage of life and death, he wanted to continue to write the myth of undefeated!