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After a long time, no one in the Sacred Domain made a sound, just staring coldly at the thunder diagonally above.

"Well, since none of you have spoken, let's start the game!"

Thunder sighed, his gaze first fell on Han Yang's body, and after a pause, he finally fixed his gaze on You Yan behind Han Yang.

Feeling the killing intent of the thunder, You Yan showed horror in his eyes, and whispered to Han Yang for the first time.

"Holy Son, the old decay is one step ahead!"

With that, You Yan turned into a streamer, pierced through the void, and fled into the distance.

Seeing this, Thunder let out a playful laugh, and then glanced coldly at the direction You Yan fled, and slapped it with one palm.

In an instant, the huge palm that had been intertwined with thunder and lightning reappeared, firmly fixing on a void.

Then, only to see the huge palm slowly waved, the void shook, and You Yan's figure was revealed, his face was painful, and he kept coughing up blood in his mouth.

"A mere half-step Venerable, just with a cultivation like yours, it is really wishful thinking that you want to escape!"

Thunder's voice didn't have the slightest emotion, just endless killing intent, and banter.

The voice fell, and in the eyes of everyone, the huge palm that held You Yan suddenly clenched and turned into a fist.

Immediately after, apart from the crackling of thunder and lightning, there was only the miserable hissing of You Yan.

In less than a moment, the mournful cry faded until it died away.

"Damnation!

Looking at the huge palm that was spread out again not far away, Han Yang's pupils shrank, his fists clenched, and he spoke coldly.

Capturing a trace of murderous intent in Han Yang's eyes, Yun Yi shook his body, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and shook his head weakly.

"The Holy Messenger... You hold on!"

Seeing Yun Yi shaking his head, Han Yang re-suppressed the impulse in his heart and wholeheartedly channeled his vitality into Yun Yi's body to heal him.

On the void carpet, the little demon spirit widened his eyes, his eyes firmly locked on the thunder, and at the same time poked Xiao Feng beside him.

"Master, we are also involved in this game!

Hearing the demon spirit's question, Xiao Feng first shrugged his shoulders, then spread his hands, deliberately fixing his gaze on Qin Tian's body.

Noticing Xiao Feng's eyes, Qin Tian shuddered all over, and hurriedly said, "Master, your old man won't allow others to bully your apprentice, right?"

"You said it yourself, the small one will be handed over to us, and the old one will be handed over to you! Right now, that person is obviously handed over to you!"

Seeing the twitching appearance of the corners of Qin Tian's mouth, Xiao Feng couldn't help grinning: "Don't worry!

As soon as Xiao Feng finished speaking, the little demon spirit's eyes lit up, and he leaned towards Xiao Feng's side, and said softly: "Master, listen to your consciousness, that guy in the air is not your opponent!"

Hearing this, Xiao Feng glanced at the demon spirit, then pinched its delicate face, turned his head away, and remained silent.

"Senior sister, don't test the depth of Master's old man! Master's cultivation is to reach the heavens, and looking at the entire Xuanhuang Continent, how many people will be his opponents?"

After Qin Tian raised his eyebrows at the demon spirit, he looked at Xiao Feng beside him and said, "Master, what the apprentice said is right!"

"Hmph, Senior Brother knows how to slap the horse!" The little demon spirit snorted coldly and ignored Qin Tian.

An Miaoyi on the side always stood quietly on one side, and from time to time a breeze blew, lifting the black veil on her face, revealing her beautiful face.

On the other side, after the thunder not far away had finished dealing with You Yan, his gaze moved slightly and landed on Han Li's body.

"It's your turn to play the game, I wonder if you're like them, and you don't know the whereabouts of the Colorful Spirit Root?"

As soon as the words fell, I saw Thunder poke out his right hand and swing it slightly, and the giant palm made of thunder and lightning not far away moved directly to the sky above Han Li's head.

Glancing at the giant palm directly above his head, Han Li's face turned red, his pupils kept contracting, and he could feel the terrifying energy in that giant palm.

Even Yun Yi, who was a second-grade cultivator of the Holy Venerable, couldn't resist it, let alone his cultivation in the middle of the Holy Emperor, just one look at him could make him disappear.

"The Colorful Spirit Root was indeed photographed by us, but on the way to the City Lord's Mansion, it somehow disappeared!"

Han Li took a step back, lifted the blood mark from the spatial ring, and threw it directly at the thunder diagonally above.

Taking the space ring, a wisp of thunder's divine sense penetrated, and after a moment, his brows furrowed slightly.

"The deity doesn't care who took this colorful spiritual root, and no matter who took it away, since you can't take it out, then this game will begin!"

However, just as the giant palm above Han Li was about to move, Han Feng hurriedly stepped out and hurriedly spoke.

"Your Excellency, although we don't have the Seven-Colored Spirit Root right now, we can give you clues to help you find it!"

From the very beginning, he learned from Ah Si's mouth that the Colorful Spirit Root had been robbed.

But he didn't tell the matter right away, he didn't want others to find the person who took away the colorful spiritual root.

But at that moment, the other party directly decided Han Li's life and death, and he had to stand up.

Sure enough, hearing Han Feng's words, Lei Ting's eyes showed a hint of joy and some expectation.

"The deity has limited time, if you have something to say, if you can really provide effective clues and find the colorful spirit root for us, the game can be over!"

As soon as the words with a hint of excitement fell, Thunder suddenly changed his tone, his eyes froze, and his voice became cold again.

"If you still can't find the Colorful Spirit Root, the deity will speed up the pace of this game! Every round, it's not one person who dies!"

Hearing this, Han Feng was stunned, and after recovering his senses, he hurriedly said: "There are a few guards in my house, and I have seen the person who took away the Colorful Spirit Root, I will bring them now!"

After speaking, Han Feng bowed his hand respectfully towards the thunder above him, turned into a long rainbow, and flew towards the City Lord's Mansion.

On the void carpet, Xiao Feng's master and apprentice heard Han Feng's words, and their expressions were different.

"Master, you said that the few people he brought with him in a while couldn't be the four people who were knocked out by me before!"

Qin Tian's face was bitter, he pointed in the direction where Han Feng was going, grunted, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Before Xiao Feng could speak, the little demon spirit on the side stuck out his tongue towards Qin Tian, and at the same time showed a gloating expression, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, your trouble is coming!"

After glancing at the little demon spirit, Qin Tian waved his fist at it, and his gaze fell on Xiao Feng's body again.