Emptied and clear, only the fire umbrella was high, and the scorching heat did not affect everyone's interest, but instead raised their emotions to a state of euphoria like a sprout.

Those eyes stared closely at the four figures located on the Void Battle Platform, and they refused to miss a minute or a second.

Above the clouds, in the battle platform, Su Hongxi, who was calmly hanging in mid-air, was dressed in white and had black hair, not tied or untied, his clothes fluttered in the wind, as if he was left behind and independent, and under the handsome appearance, there was an innate nobility, like a towering mountain, making people feel that they were as low as dust, and he was so unattainable.

Xia Haochu's eyes were slightly condensed, and his hands were clasped in front of his chest, if he knew him, then he must know that his actions at this moment represented how nervous he was in his heart.

"Little junior brother, take care of yourself." Xia Haochu's resolute face appeared solemn, he let out a low shout, and the awe-inspiring righteousness swept out, accompanied by the transformation of the special seal, the scorching sun in the sky was pulled by a magical power, and fell on his body, making his blood boil, and a bright circle of light suddenly appeared behind him, looking from a distance, it was like the reincarnation of King Kong Buddha, and all laws were not violated.

"The Vajra God of Moro Old Bald Donkey?!" Su Hongxi's eyes flickered, he silently recited the spell, wisps of dark aura lingered on his fingers, and in the next moment, the evil demonic aura like silk threads slowly intertwined into a ragdoll a foot high, and with the grip of his five fingers, the strange puppet actually spit out a long crimson tongue, and with a thunderous momentum, it was fiercely wound towards Xia Haochu.

At this critical moment, Xia Haochu's steps took calmly, as soon as he stepped on it, the void seemed to tremble, and many people's hearts beat violently, and their bodies exuded a terrifying temperature and monstrous golden light, which made all the strong people look at the latter, and also made them guess in their hearts, the collision of good and evil, which is stronger and which is weak?

"Boom!" Xia Haochu stepped forward again, his body was bathed in an incomparably terrifying flame golden glow in an instant, majestic, full of Haoran righteousness, and in a blink of an eye, the crimson long tongue was incinerated and purified, making the phantom of the ancient Buddha behind him want to condense, and in his cold snort, he suddenly raised his hand and suppressed the figure in front of him.

Su Hongxi smiled coldly, did not escape, there was a dark red blood light flowing in his pupils, he bit his fingertips, and flicked towards the void, only for an instant, the ragdoll doll surrounded by black gas suddenly cracked, and with a few drops of essence blood merging, it suddenly turned into a domineering demon king figure with a height of 100 zhang, and blasted towards the giant hand that slapped it.

The Demon King was majestic and invincible, just a pair of huge eyes swept away, and the power around the Golden Buddha collapsed instantly, and the terrifying and evil power oppressed Xia Haochu's willpower, making him want to surrender to his feet.

Xia Haochu felt the suffocation brought by the terrible coercion, raised his palm again, and saw a brilliant golden light shining on his body, behind him, an incomparably sacred demon beast appeared, everyone looked at it, it was a huge golden dragon, its body was covered with golden scales like solid armor, unbreakable, the dragon roared in the sky, making everyone's blood gush, wanting to kneel at the feet of this divine beast.

"Brother Xia's natal blood spirit is actually a golden-scaled horned dragon......" Looking at the shining golden light, Lin Zixuan was dizzy for a while, the dragon is the chief of all things, born noble, and can make him willing to become a blood spirit person, which shows how demonic his talent is.

The golden-scaled horned dragon roared and swooped down, the mouth of the open blood basin continued to breathe towards the demon king's phantom, and in an instant, a terrifying sun fire directly submerged the area where the demon king was located, and seemed to burn on its body, the golden flame contained a terrible destructive power, wanting to incinerate and purify.

The Demon King didn't seem to feel it, and let the flames burn his body, and the dark streamers floated on his arms, and finally converged on his fists, and when the golden dragon's claws smashed, the Demon King swung his fists like lightning, and the majestic power shook it away.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, as powerful as Xia Haochu, it was still shocked and flew thousands of meters away, hitting the hard stone wall, causing the ground of the battle platform to collapse and the wall to shatter.

"Brother Xia!"

"Haochu!"

"Lord-sama ......!"

A painful roar came out of the mouths of Lin Zixuan and others, and the most excited person was Qi Qianming, his eyes were wide with anger and his green muscles bulged, Xia Haochu was like his own child to him, if he had something, Su Hongxi needed to bury him.

Blood-red blood flowed to the ground, Lin Zixuan wanted to help, but was blocked by a black-robed figure, and the stabbing gaze was extremely sharp.

"You're here to fight me." Chu Yin looked at Lin Zixuan indifferently, he had been blocked from fighting several times before, and now he finally fought on the same stage.

"Look for death!" Lin Zixuan was a little impatient, he only had the injured figure in his heart at the moment, he risked his life for himself, if something happened to him, then he would feel guilty for the rest of his life.

"Buzz." Lin Zixuan's body accelerated suddenly, becoming extremely fast, and a terrifying air flow flowed around him, which was a manifestation of extreme speed.

The black-robed man glanced at Lin Zixuan, his divine sense swept over, and he found that there was a pair of sharp eyes in the void, like the eyes of a demon eagle, if he guessed correctly, it should be the blood spirit falling demon eagle.

When the wings of the demon eagle appeared, Lin Zixuan's body was tumbling with qi and blood, and the golden light veins shining at the center of his eyebrows were extremely holy, which was the desolate blood veins that he condensed.

"Whoever stands in my way, die!" Lin Zixuan stared at the figure below and opened his mouth coldly, his body gushed out with infinite strength, and his whole body bloomed with dazzling brilliance, between heaven and earth, sonorous frustration, qin and harmony, that is the rhythm of sound, Lin Zixuan's music and rhythm attainment has entered the fusion stage, and this also means that the Tianyin boxing method has entered the consummation.

Lin Zixuan blasted out his fist technique, and in an instant, thousands of fist intents pierced through the void, like meteors, and each fist shadow exuded indestructible power, and at the same time, it was accompanied by a dazzling brilliance, which caught the black-robed people below off guard.

The huge fist bombarded him, the black-robed man's face was extremely solemn, his eyes flashed with pitch black light, and he pierced the fist technique in an instant, and then, his body trembled again.

That punch method combined several elements, including light, sound, wind, earth, and a magical power that he couldn't see through released coercion in front of him, and this feeling made him palpitate.

Chu Yin's brows furrowed, his momentum bloomed instantly, and endless dark air currents surged around him, turning into a spatial barrier with a wide range, guarding in front of him.

"Click!" The crisp sound of shattering resounded from the heavens and the earth, and the spatial barrier cracked layer by layer under the bombardment, and then quickly dissolved, but the fist shadow did not disperse, and it blasted towards the black-robed man.

Chu Yin smiled coldly, this fist technique that had been worn out by him with most of its power still dared to make a mistake in front of him, he swung a punch forward, like a thunderbolt, and completely dispersed the oncoming fist shadow.

"Whew!" Chu Yin soothed his body, exhaled a breath of turbidity, he raised his head into the void, and then, his face was shocked, because the figure above had long since disappeared, and only ten zhang away from him, a shocking fingering had been brewed.

Lin Zixuan calmly struck a finger forward, and this finger fell, piercing through the void like a streamer, shattering all the defenses around Chu Yin's body, and attacking him at the center of his eyebrows.

At this moment, Chu Yin felt that an invisible force of rules was pressing on him, heavy and difficult for him to move.

It was also at this moment that that delicate face flashed in front of his eyes again, and he shuttled from the space, pointing at his forehead with anger and hatred.

Everyone's eyes flashed with disbelief, and their hearts seemed to have been hit hard by a thousand pounds of hammer, and the powerful black-robed man in their hearts would die under that terrifying finger!

The wind blew through everyone's faces, and the sand and dust raised blocked everyone's sight, and only the elders of those forces knew what had changed in the bluestone battle platform.

Yuan Guming's heart fluctuated, and there was a strange chaotic and strange voice in his ears, like a ghost crying, and like a resentful woman wailing.

Vaguely, only the four characters were vaguely recognized, as if they were floating from the wind and falling into his ears, and the terrifying rhythm made him creepy.

The sound of the word is faint, such as the fish in the throat, and its name is four words, called the Yellow Spring Burial Ghost!!