In the main hall, Bai Xiaopang looked at the surroundings of the hall with smug eyes, for fear that if he was not careful, he would be thrown out again, although Bai Xiaopang liked it very much in the air, but Bai Xiaopang couldn't bear the taste of his butt falling to the ground and splattering blood again and again. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the contrary, it was the demon cultivator who was beside Bai Xiaopang who seemed to be in pain......

After everyone entered the main hall, in addition to feeling the desolation of the main hall, the first thing they saw was the stone statue in the ice coffin.

When he said this, the middle-aged man in the space frowned, but he didn't make the slightest movement, and when the demon cultivator man standing next to Bai Xiaopang looked at the stone statue woman in the ice coffin, he didn't say anything, but there was a lustful thought in his heart.

Therefore, the middle-aged man immediately became furious!

I saw that the demon cultivator man beside Bai Xiaopang was convulsed all over his body, standing proudly, his whole body bones, he couldn't do anything if he wanted to be paralyzed on the ground, his body was constantly fluctuating, the demon cultivator's mouth was sealed, he couldn't have any words, the meridian bones of his whole body were broken inch by inch, and the blood could only be stuffed in the body, without the slightest flow.

It was the angry eyes of the middle-aged man that made the demon cultivator man feel painful, as if he was forcibly bearing the punishment of the eighteenth layer of hell, but this was not over, when the demon cultivator man was dying, his body flashed with holy light, and the mutilated body recovered instantly, followed by the next round of painful torture......

Everyone looked at the demon cultivator man, his back was rubbing cold, didn't he just glance at the stone statue woman, he was tortured so painfully, everyone's eyes were full of surprise, and when the middle-aged man's torture ended, the demon cultivator man was paralyzed on the ground, like a puddle of mud, but even if he was paralyzed on the ground, the demon cultivator's consciousness was very clear, and he kept feeling the pain.

After the demon cultivator man collapsed on the ground, the pattern in the hall changed suddenly, the young masters of the three clans gathered together, the three princes of the wind were in the corner, and the four people who were originally allied were only left with a weak scholar and a middle-aged man who cultivated the formation.

Although their realm is the highest, but what they are in front of them are all the sons of the major peak forces, and the hole cards are endless, except for the exercises of the three sons of the wind, there may be some restrictions, and the exercises of the other young masters of the three clans may all be white flags.

It seems that Yu Zhange and the others have now become the biggest threat to everyone, even if the third prince of Feng is arrogant, if he fights together, he will fight with the two blue flag repairers to kill the three young masters.

In the space, the middle-aged man calmed down his mentality, and Jun Qinghan found that as long as there was something related to the woman named Mengxue, the middle-aged man could not calm his heart, even if the middle-aged man was usually calm and calm, how majestic.

Turning his head, looking at Jun Qinghan, the middle-aged man's face was slightly solemn, his palms turned over, and a mist surrounded by the green wind immediately appeared in his hand, which seemed to be sandwiched with mottled dust, but it was shining with a little starlight, and the whole looked like a vast starry sky, looking at this fog, Jun Qinghan suddenly felt that his whole body was uncontrollable, and it seemed to be about to float.

The middle-aged man sighed: "It's the heart of the heavenly clothes and dusty wind, I think back then, I chased it for a hundred years, you kid is good, and Lao Tzu will personally send it to you, it's really embarrassing!"

Suddenly, Jun Qinghan's body was surging, Jun Qinghan immediately sat cross-legged, and the seven tricks of the heavens in his body were running wildly, and the meridians of the Void Flag flashed, producing a powerful devouring power on the heavenly clothes and dust......

At the same time that the light cold of the king devoured the heavenly clothes and the dusty wind, the middle-aged man's ethereal voice suddenly sounded in the hall, "Here, only one person can survive!"

Everyone was immediately slightly surprised, "One person, only one person can survive, so now, the fight will rise!"

But now the atmosphere in the hall is a bit strange, hearing the words of the middle-aged man, the young master of the three clans is like sweeping the wind in his ears, and he doesn't hear anything, and the third prince of the wind also has a comfortable face, and he doesn't seem to care much about the dust and wind, only the weak scholar and the middle-aged man who cultivates the formation have a trace of desire and greed in their eyes.

When they looked at the eyes of the four people, they were completely stunned, looking at the expressions of the three princes of the wind seemed to disdain the two of them to deal with the three young masters, but there was another trend, if they fought together, a large part of it might be two people against the sons of the four clans.

There was a mysterious silence in the field, and now with the strength of two people, did you win? What will happen after you win?

The middle-aged man secretly looked at the situation in the hall, and was slightly stunned, when did the people on the road become so pure, and there were people who did not have a greedy heart.

In the main hall, I only heard Bai Xiaopang ask suspiciously, "Boss Zhan Ge, what are we doing here?"

Everyone's hearts shook immediately, "I don't know what to do when I'm here", the four big characters of "Tianyi and Dust" are clearly written outside the hall, and it is not clear, I didn't expect such a good literary and artistic young man to know a single word.

Yu Zhange's facial muscles trembled slightly, "Dongfang Youchen didn't even tell him, I didn't seem to tell him, and everyone didn't seem to tell him, he actually followed in a daze."

However, Bai Xiaopang's words woke everyone up, of course they came to protect against the dust, but if they didn't see the dust and wind today, they would start fighting, which was definitely a cold thing.

But the middle-aged man didn't care, the sentence just now was originally meant to be a joke, and when they really saw the heavenly clothes and the dust, it was already in someone else's pocket.

In the space, Jun Qinghan was suffering from the same pain when he devoured the tears of the snow drifting mountains and rivers, the wind was invisible, and the power of the formation of the Seven Tricks of the Sky could not be restrained by the Tianyi Dust Wind at all, and every inch of the muscles and pores of Jun Qinghan's body were ruthlessly infiltrated by the Tianyi Dust Wind.

In the body, the heavenly clothes and dust wind have long lost the gentleness that Jun Qinghan felt before, but is as sharp as a knife, provoking the blood of Jun Qinghan's whole body inch by inch, but unfortunately, Jun Qinghan's phoenix devouring power is completely insufficient to devour the endless wind blades.

In the main hall, everyone stood stunned like this, consuming each other, and suddenly there was a desolate voice, "Here, only one person can survive!"

Everyone's hearts were shocked again, "It's not okay to go on like this, if you really can only survive one person in order to get the heavenly clothes and dust, then even if it takes ten years, a hundred years will be useless, the middle-aged and weak scholars in the field are suddenly a little anxious, and they don't care about what their lips are dead and their teeth are cold, the eyes of the two people are staring directly at the third prince of the wind, and they are expected to pull the third prince of the wind to their side."

But the third prince of the wind looked at the two of them with a faint disdain, a sneer, and immediately in the eyes of everyone, he walked out of the hall heroically, without the slightest hesitation, Yu Zhange's brows suddenly wrinkled, "Look at the previous killing of the third prince of the wind in the Gangfeng Domain, he did not inherit the Heavenly Blade of the Wind Clan at all, how can he give up the Heavenly Clothes and Dust Wind now?"

The middle-aged man in the void looked at the back of the third prince of Feng and smiled disdainfully: "It's a deep city, but the city is deep, can you fight for absolute strength?"

After Feng Sangongzi left, Yu Zhange looked at the two people not far in front of him, and suddenly became more lazy, even if it was a big battle, although the strength of the two sides was comparable, but the two people in front of him did not have absolute trust in each other.

And the weak scholar and the middle-aged man in the field looked at each other, as if they had made up their minds in their hearts, as soon as the three sons of Feng left, they had enough confidence to kill the three people in front of them, after all, there was an absolute strength gap between the Red Flag Repairer and the Blue Flag Repairer, not to mention, only Yan Nangui was the Red Flag Repairer in the field.

As he spoke, his steps faltered slightly, and he looked coldly at the three people in front of him, his eyes cloudy like poisonous snakes.

In the space, Jun Qinghan's whole body was completely numb, the wind blades in his body were raging, and the Void Banner meridians could not move at will, suppressing all the wind blades in the meridians and devouring them.

Just when Jun Qinghan had mixed feelings, the cultivation meridians in his body moved slightly, and a faint hiss suddenly sounded in Jun Qinghan's mind...... (To be continued.) )