"What's wrong with you?" Jun Qinghan said to Yu Zhan Ge. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At this time, Yu Zhange's expression was a little sluggish, and his face became extremely pale, and it seemed that he had been seriously injured, otherwise Yu Zhange would not have allowed himself to become so sickly.

"It's nothing", Yu Zhange frowned slightly, "It's just that the soul is a little missing."

Jun Qinghan was stunned in his heart, "The soul is broken, just a little?" Looking at the yellow-robed man in front of him, Jun Qinghan mourned in his heart, "This broken soul is injured by his Jun Qinghan, and it will be made up by his Jun Qinghan than by him", but Jun Qinghan did not have the slightest guilt, for Jun Qinghan, guilt will never appear in his brother's dictionary.

"Can you still use the Soul Chaser?"

"Not for the time being", Yu Zhange said indifferently, as if the decline in strength had nothing to do with him.

"What's next?" said a voice of confusion in the ancient hall as the two men spoke.

Jun Qinghan turned his head and looked at the situation in the hall, among them, the third prince of Feng looked at everyone unruly, walking slowly around the hall, Yu Zhange, Yan Nangui, and Bai Xiaopang stood not far from the entrance.

The remaining four people were gathered in the middle of the hall, as if they had made some kind of deal.

Jun Qinghan's brows furrowed slightly, there were three blue flags among these four people, and one of them turned out to be a cultivator at the peak of the blue flag, although he was holding a bloody broken leg, but it didn't seem to have much impact on his strength.

"Don't you hear, how do you break through this hall and keep walking?" the man with the broken leg asked again, his tone flat but tinged with a hint of anger.

Yan Nangui glanced indifferently at the man with the broken leg, stretched out his hand and pointed to a tall altar in front of the four men, and spat lightly with thin lips:

- Soul Sacrifice!

Hearing Yan Nangui's words, the air suddenly became cold, the soul sacrifice, someone must die.

Feng San Gongzi paused, his eyes became sharp for the first time, and he stared at Yan Nangui and said with a slight question: "How can you be sure that you need a soul sacrifice to open it."

In this hall, only Yu Zhange was left alone, and the four people who formed an alliance in the field naturally would not fight with Yan Nangui and the other three, and the best way was for the two parties to join forces and kill the three sons of Feng.

Yan Nangui stretched out his hand and pointed indifferently at the altar in front of him, "The stone statue above this altar is the Heavenly Turtle Beast, wherever there is a Heavenly Turtle Beast, there must be a hole under him." When the Turtle Beast is petrified, there is no soul left, and if you want to awaken the Turtle Beast, you must sacrifice your soul!"

"Since it's a petrified demonic beast, just move away, why do you need a soul sacrifice?" a seemingly weak scholar beside the man with the broken leg said disdainfully as he surrounded the Turtle Beast.

Yan Nangui snorted coldly at the corner of his mouth, not speaking. The Turtle Beast weighed tens of millions of catties, who could remove the people present? Not to mention the people present, even the Black Flag powerhouse would not want to move it away.

A trace of anger immediately flashed in the weak man's eyes, "You dare to ignore me", immediately waved his sleeve robe, don't look over his head and stand with his hands in his hands.

The man with the broken leg frowned slightly, staring at the third prince of Feng with a gloomy face, "Since this is the case, then you are not ......"

"Slow!" The man with the broken leg didn't finish speaking, and was immediately interrupted by Yu Zhange, "The eight directions of heaven and earth, plus a void direction, constitute the nine directions, which correspond to the nine realms of the flag cultivator, and this Xuan *** is the sixth direction, which belongs to the strength of the purple flag." ”

"Therefore, the soul sacrifice must be the strength of the Purple Flag Cultivator, even if it is the soul of the peak strength of the Blue Flag, there is only a slight chance" Yu Zhan Ge said indifferently, and the spearhead was directly pointed at the man with the broken leg.

The man with the broken leg looked at the pale Yu Zhange, and a trace of fierce killing intent swept through his eyes, originally it was a sure thing to kill the third son, but he didn't expect to be Yu Jiange's words, there was a big reversal, and no one would know, whether this kid was talking nonsense, the man with the broken leg couldn't help but move slightly, and distanced himself from the three people around him.

The third prince of Feng smiled suddenly, "It seems that the sky wants to keep me, you have to think about it, whether to kill me or not?"

The brows of the three people beside the man with the broken leg suddenly furrowed, this question was a difficult choice for them now, because no one would know whether Yu Zhange's words were true or false.

"If it's fake, it's definitely very simple to kill the third son of Feng directly", but if what Yu Zhange said is true, "And they killed the third son of Feng, and then they will kill the man with the broken leg."

The consequences of the two approaches are completely different, "If you kill the third son of the wind, someone must be hurt to varying degrees, if you kill the man with the broken leg again, it will not be so easy, but if you directly kill the man with the broken leg, everyone is full of energy, even if they are injured, the three parties will check and balance each other."

The eyebrows of the three people beside the man with the broken leg gradually began to stretch, "Although the four of them are temporarily allied, they will definitely fall apart in the end, and the man with the broken leg must be the biggest threat at that time."

Therefore, if the third prince of the wind can be removed from the Heavenly Turtle Beast, then the man with the broken leg will inevitably become the biggest threat, more of a threat than anyone present.

If you kill the third prince of the wind, but you can't move the turtle beast, you have to kill the man with the broken leg, the third prince of the wind is dead, the man with the broken leg is dead, this balance will be easily broken, maybe the three of us will perish, and make wedding dresses for others.

If you kill the man with the broken leg directly, then the threat is much lower, and this balance will be maintained until the moment when you find the right clothes to protect the wind.

Seeing that a grim smile gradually appeared on the faces of the three people around him, the man with the broken leg immediately stepped back and scolded loudly: "Have you forgotten what we said before we came in?" The man with the broken leg said sharply as he jumped back on his feet.

A warm smile suddenly appeared on the lips of the three people, "Of course we won't forget the oath, but ......" said, the three of them suddenly formed a triangle of strength, surrounding the man with the broken leg in the middle, "But we will not give up the clothes and the dust", a trace of ruthlessness flashed on the faces of the three people.

The man with the broken leg suddenly let out a long roar, stood on one foot, and blasted towards the three people around him with both palms, and a sharp wind blade suddenly flew in the hall.

At the same time as the man with the broken leg attacked, the three people around him suddenly moved.

"Hiss......"

Located directly east of the man with a broken leg, a man with a blue flag in gray clothes, his handprint was flipped, and he whispered faintly: "Demon out!" Suddenly, a giant python hundreds of zhang long in the body, the whole body was colorful, the forehead was scarlet, the body shook, like lightning, the snake head fell on the soles of the old man's feet, and then the snake tail flicked, instantly winding the old man's whole body.

The man with the broken leg instantly faced flushing, his waist continued to shrink, his arms were also entwined and he couldn't move, and he shouted angrily: "Beast", as he spoke, the wind blade around the giant python continued to burst.

The man in gray smiled coldly, "This is an antenna that is about to leave, and it is useless for you to bomb it."

The man with the broken leg smiled coldly, "Really?" As he spoke, his chest tightened, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spat on the head of the reckless snake.

The man in gray was taken aback, watching Antenna Mang's whole body gradually twitch, his face turned white in an instant, and instantly summoned Antenna Mang back, the essence blood of the Blue Flag powerhouse, coupled with the attack mixed in the blood, was far from what Antenna Mang could withstand, because it was a direct attack on the soul.

It has a hard skin, but its soul is very fragile, fragile to the point of vulnerability.

The man with the broken leg had just escaped from the trap, and the atmosphere was not yet finished, and he suddenly felt a chill on his back, and the cold hair on his body suddenly rose, and he kicked hard with one foot, wanting to jump away from the encirclement of the remaining two people.

The next moment, his face changed drastically, and his body didn't move at all, "Formation! I didn't expect there to be a formation cultivator among you", the man with the broken leg immediately roared, and the formation cultivator who was not one in ten thousand was actually encountered by him.

With his current strength, if he wants to break this formation, he needs at least five breaths, but these five breaths are enough for others to kill him ten times, and the man with the broken leg suddenly raised his head to the sky and wailed, full of sorrow and unwillingness.

Sure enough, the weak man walked in front of the man with the broken leg with a smile, and his slender hand like a woman slowly stroked the chest of the man with the broken leg, with an ambiguous face.

Suddenly, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in the weak man's eyes, and a faint yellow circle of light flashed on the palm of his hand, and he pressed the chest of the man with the broken leg.

The man with the broken leg was shocked in his eyes, blood kept coming out of his mouth, and his heart was destroyed.

Yan Nangui looked at the weak scholar, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes:

Is it him?!(To be continued.) )