Zhou Enchang's head was pinched in Lin Zhengyan's hands, and wisps of black qi poured into his body. [No pop-ups.]

His body twitched violently, his face aged at a visible rate, and his body dried up rapidly.

Before everyone could react, Zhou Enchang had already become a person.

Lin Zhengyan let go of the shriveled and deformed head and threw Zhou Enchang down casually.

Zhou Enchang's body turned into a sky full of wind and sand in mid-air, and drifted away with the wind.

This scene made everyone's hearts shiver.

An earth-level king died so miserably without the power to resist, even Xiao Qingluo thought that he couldn't kill an earth-level martial artist so easily.

"Who the hell are you?"

Xiao Qingluo's sharp eyes stared at Lin Zhengyan in the air, and said coldly.

"Jiji, who am I?" Lin Zhengyan's voice changed suddenly, and his face was awe-inspiring, "I'm Lin Zhengyan!"

The voice of the last sentence was like that of the Nine Demons, and the aura was gloomy.

At this time, he suddenly turned his head to look, and saw that in the audience, many martial artists were running towards the mountain gate of the Crescent Moon Sword Sect.

"I said, no one wants to leave!"

Lin Zhengyan let out a scream from his mouth, and the black mist behind him suddenly rolled and boiled.

Wisps of black mist swept towards the scattered warriors.

At this moment, Xiao Qingluo made a move.

The ancient sword unsheathed, turned into a silver dragon, and let out a high-pitched dragon roar and rushed into the air.

"Patsy, Leah, Gilgamesh, get rid of that guy!"

Wei Ziqi stared at him and ordered.

As the words fell, Patchouli's already prepared magic was released.

Unfathomable magic arrays appeared in the air, and thick magic cannons bombarded out and shot into the air.

A gorgeous sword appeared in Artoria's hand, and she slashed out a huge amount of energy sword qi with a single sword.

Gilgamesh turned his head away unhappily, and then countless golden vortices appeared behind him, and the tips of the blades of the treasures roared outward.

Lin Zhengyan's face in the air changed, and he didn't care about the fleeing warriors. With a move of both hands, countless black mist gathered in front of him, turning into a huge shield that completely blocked his body.

Rumble!

All the attacks came in unison, and the huge energy exploded, and the dazzling light lit up in the air, and even the brilliance of the sun was obscured.

"Is it solved?"

Outside the field, Yun Chengjun had already stood up, his eyes staring at the bright light in the air.

"This breath. ”

Wang Haoyan circulated the yuan force in his hand, binding a wisp of black qi in the palm of his hand, and observed with a solemn expression.

After a while, the light in the air disappeared, and Lin Zhengyan's figure appeared in front of everyone again.

"What!"

Xiao Qingluo's pupils shrank suddenly.

"You forced me!"

Lin Zhengyan stared at the people below with his eyes and said fiercely.

At this time, his figure was embarrassed. The left arm had disappeared from Qi Gen, a huge hole in his chest, and the seven orifices were bleeding.

The next moment, he gritted his teeth, suddenly spread out his remaining right hand, raised his head to the sky, and let out a shout from his mouth.

"Ah!!h

Countless black mist emerged from the void, converging from all directions, and kept pouring into his body.

In an instant, Lin Zhengyan's figure was completely submerged in the black mist.

"That's it, that's it, that's it! Let go of yourself and accept my power! Give these people a little bit of power!"

The frantic voice shouted and carnivaled in Lin Zhengyan's mind.

"Stop him!"

Although he didn't understand what was going on, Wei Ziqi instinctively felt that something was wrong, and immediately shouted, and then took the lead.

At the same time, the rest of the people also attacked with all their might, and the condensed black mist gathered in the air.

Even the Yun family and the Wang family's powerhouses outside the arena also launched attacks one after another.

Huang Yi stood on the seat where the Supreme Academy was located, staring at the black mist in the air, the light in his eyes flickering.

"A Void Lord? seems to be a bit of a problem......

His mouth whispered, but no one could hear him.

Canglan Sword Sect seat.

The man in cloth got up suddenly, glanced at the scene of black clouds over the martial arts arena with an expressionless face, and said coldly: "Let's go!"

"This ......"

An old man in purple behind him hesitated for a moment and said, "Aren't we going to help them?"

The cloth-clothed man's body stagnated slightly, and he said sideways: "This matter has nothing to do with my Canglan Sword Sect, why should we help them?"

After saying that, he continued to walk forward, and walked straight to the area where the disciples of the three sects were in a panic.

Behind him, a group of martial artists from the Canglan Sword Sect looked at each other, and then they also left their seats.

The cloth-clothed man went straight to the disciple area of the Crescent Moon Sword Sect, walked to the side alone holding the sword, and looked coldly at the situation in the martial arts arena, Ye Ya, and said lightly: "You are very good. Would you like to worship me as a teacher and practice kendo with me?"

Ye Ya turned his head and stared at him for a long time, silent.

"Good. ”

As if he understood what he meant, the man in cloth nodded slightly, untied the sword at his waist, and handed it to him.

"This sword is called Listening to the Wind, and from now on, she is yours. ”

Ye Ya's face was as indifferent as ever, he didn't speak, he just held the scabbard in his hand and showed it to him.

The cloth-clothed man said indifferently: "That sword is not suitable for you, listening to the wind is your destined lifelong partner." ”

As if he understood the man's words, the saber in his hand trembled slightly in its scabbard.

Ye Ya looked at him steadily, and slowly reached out and grabbed the hilt of the saber in the hand of the cloth-clothed man.

With a clear sound, a slender and light long sword was drawn by him.

The sword body is bright and clear, and the shape is elegant, like a pool of autumn water.

The long sword named Listening to the Wind trembled slightly, and it let out a soft moan, as if to express its joy.

"Tingfeng likes you very much. The man in the cloth said with a serious tone, "Treat her well, don't let her down." ”

Ye Ya still didn't speak, and gently raised the long sword in his hand in front of him.

His face clearly appeared on the sword, and a touch of brilliance appeared in Ye Ya's eyes.

"My name is Liu Xiujing, and I am the chief elder of the Canglan Sword Sect. From now on, you will be the only true disciple of my seat. ”

Liu Xiujing, the man in cloth, inserted the scabbard into the ground in front of Ye Ya, turned around, and walked forward.

Ye Ya raised his head, looked at his back seriously, and after a while, he put Tingfeng into his sheath, picked up his sword, and followed.

A Nirvana Rank Elder of the Crescent Moon Sword Sect was beside him, watching Ye Ya leave with Liu Xiujing, he opened his mouth, but he still didn't say anything to stop him.

Ling Feixue, who was on the high platform, noticed the movement of the Canglan Sword Sect, hesitated for a moment, but still didn't say anything.

Now, the situation is no longer out of her control.

She glanced at the martial arts arena with a worried face, then walked to the area where the disciples of the Flying Wild Goose Valley were located, and began to reassure her disciples.

In the martial arts arena, everyone's attacks bombarded the place where the black fog gathered.

The black mist contracted violently, and then suddenly rebounded, engulfing everyone's attacks.

The next moment, endless darkness spread out in all directions. The sky darkened instantly, and the thick black clouds drooped downward, and in the blink of an eye, the entire Diancang Peak had been wrapped tightly in the wind.

In the mountains and forests, birds and beasts scattered and fled. Wisps of black mist spread, and the body of the beast that was chased by the black qi suddenly collapsed, falling to the ground, and a mournful cry came out of its mouth.

The black mist swept by, and only the white bones of Sensen were left on the ground. The horrific scene is chilling.

"Truly!"

Strange laughter echoed in the sky above Diancang Peak.

"Extraterrestrial demons!"

Xiao Qingluo frowned, and said the name word by word.

Extraterrestrial demons.

Wei Ziqi is no stranger to this title. It's just that I've never heard of its name, but I haven't seen it. I didn't expect to have the opportunity to see it with my own eyes.

At this time, Yun Chengjun and Wang Haoyan came to the martial arts arena.

Wei Ziqi nodded slightly to them.

Yun Chengjun didn't talk nonsense, and asked: "Then Lin Zhengyan should have become the host body of the Outer Heaven Demon, and now a Outer Heaven Demon is only afraid that it will soon descend on this realm." ”

His expression was solemn, with a hint of worry between his brows.

"Your Excellency Heavenly Sword, Dean Wei. What can you do about it?"

Wang Haoyan asked.

Xiao Qingluo frowned, shook his head, and said, "Now that the entire Diancang Peak has been shrouded in an enchantment, the deity has just tried it, unless this enchantment is made by a sage, I am afraid that it will be difficult to break." ”

"The non-saints can't break it?"

Wei Ziqi was stunned.

"Truly, this human is right. The Hellscape Hell, which has been laid by this seat himself, is not something that the so-called Heavenly Venerable can break! So you should obediently tie your hands and arrest it! If this seat is in a good mood, it can make you suffer a little less. Boom!"

Bursts of demonic sounds echoed in the surrounding space, making a group of martial artists with lower cultivation feel their qi and blood churning, and their faces turned red.

Wei Ziqi sneered: "Whether you can break it or not, it's not up to you to decide!"

After saying that, he gritted his teeth in his heart, and directly turned on the Heroic Spirit Reliance, copying the power of Gengmu Kenpachi.

Rumble!

A huge pillar of golden light rose from under Wei Ziqi's feet, straight into the dense black clouds that were tumbling in the air.

"It's ...... The power of Tianzun!"

Except for the people from the Supreme Academy, the rest of the people all had shocked expressions on their faces. Even Xiao Qingluo's face showed a look of surprise and uncertainty.

Not far away, Huang Yi stood quietly in the audience, staring at Wei Ziqi's figure shrouded in a pillar of golden light, and a strange flash flashed in his eyes.

"It's really a strange power......

"That guy...... Is it Tianzun?" Wang Jialan suddenly got up, her beautiful eyes widened, and they were full of incredulity, "How is it possible!"

Yun family's seat, Yun Qingyu was startled from his seat, opened his mouth wide, and rubbed his eyes vigorously: "This, this, this...... Am I dreaming?"

The ordinary face of the girl behind him was uninteresting, and the corners of her lips curled slightly: "I guessed it......"

Even those warriors who were in a panic at this time, fleeing like flies with their heads covered, stopped one after another, staring blankly at the figure in the martial arts arena, with an incredible look on their faces.

Under the gaze of everyone with different expressions, Wei Ziqi's face was solemn, and he turned to look at Artoria: "Liya, give me the sword in the lake!" (To be continued.) )