I have to admit that Mr. Dongfang is scheming! In a word!

It's just that everyone still can't understand it.

"Li Guangling?" Miao Sisi frowned and said: "When the junior came, I heard that this person was good and easy to look at, and his methods were evil, but he had been killed by the master of the Immortal Palace, how did he come back from the dead and come to the Western Regions, and disguise Jiang Yuqing's appearance to provoke the elders of the Earth Immortals?"

"This matter ......"

Mr. Dongfang couldn't explain it, everything was his guess, he just felt that the unknown supernatural powers of the ancient warriors might be able to avoid the killing of the Immortal Palace.

Zhuang Shisan said in a deep voice: "Senior brother should believe in the ability of the Immortal Palace!"

This is a matter of the majesty of the Immortal Palace.

Believing in the ability of the Immortal Palace, then it is to overturn all Mr. Dongfang's speculation, the person under the water cannot be Jiang Yuqing, otherwise we are too stupid!

Mr. Dongfang sighed leisurely and stopped talking.

Ye Qing suddenly looked at Tanshui: "That kid has been down for a while, what does he want to do?" How did he resist the underwater tricolor demon feathers and resist the ancient warriors to suppress the last martial rhyme? ”

Ying Chun said in a deep voice: "It's better to wait and see, once he uses unknown methods to get the demon feather, we will kill it and snatch it, no, and then make other considerations."

……

Xin Zhuo was really uncomfortable at this time, the three-color demon aura under the water was even more majestic and fierce, the flesh and bones he scraped hurt, and his head was a little dizzy.

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Of course, he didn't lose his mind and swim in the water, he just felt that it was inconvenient to expose it in front of the crowd, so he went into the water to try, first, to see what the feathers of the Great Sage of the Peng Clan were, and secondly, would the success rate of taking the opportunity to sacrifice the spirit be greater? If people on both sides are curious, it will be more convenient for them to arch the fire.

At this time, there is a dazzling three-color brilliance under the center of the lake, and the closer you get, the greater the pressure, so you have to stop.

After thinking about it, he summoned the Mochizuki Well, a thing that exists between the virtual and the real, and it is completely possible to ignore the lake water, and then pour out a pile of well water.

I saw that although the well water was turbid, it seemed to be above any water flow in the world, and did not blend with the lake water, but in an instant, it turned into countless tiny water filaments, quickly rushing to all directions, occupying the eight gates of the lake and the source of spiritual energy, and scanning the entire bottom of the lake with the momentum of dominating the world.

This was the first time he had seen with his own eyes the domineering way of worshipping the spirit of Mochizuki Well Water!

This well water is equivalent to some kind of introduction, which can instantly analyze all objects in the world, whether it is a person, an object, or luck, just like a kind of harvester, as long as it can help the owner of the well, you can try to occupy it and then sacrifice to the spirit!

This is a bit too arrogant!

was in a daze, only to see the eight well water threads, with an unstoppable momentum, instantly wrapped the three-color light at the bottom of the lake.

Xin Zhuo's heart moved, and he immediately looked at the well, only to see a row of words appear on the surface of the well:

[Sacrifice Spirit: Jishui Pond, containing the feathers of the twenty-three realms of the thousand-year-old demon clan and the martial rhyme of the twenty-five realms of ancient warriors.

Wu Yun will disappear, not shared!

The demon feather is broken, and it can be shared and practiced, and it needs to be surrendered!

Shared: Class C, Unsurrendered]

Surrender?

This feather was suppressed by the last martial arts of the twenty-five realms of the ancient world, but I am afraid that it is also struggling, and it will be necessary to wait until noon tomorrow to completely break free!

So, what will happen if I use the knife of the ancient warrior Ah Dog now and it?

Thinking of this, he took out Ah Gou's knife, flicked it lightly, and went straight to the center of the three-color light!

After a while, Xin Zhuo looked at the well again, his eyes showed a dazzling light, his eyes flickered, and he suddenly had an idea.

I didn't take the knife at all, I floated lightly to the bottom of the water, looked around, there was no one on the water, and then I reached the surface of the water, glanced at both sides, and saw a group of people in the mountain col on the left who were watching coldly, and more than a dozen figures in the mountains and forests on the right were also observing.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly showed the general trend of water travel that was ordinary and unmistakable to others, and went straight to Mr. Dongfang and the others under the cover of the water.

Miao Sisi, Ying Chun, Zhuang Thirteen and a group of people looked at each other in surprise, feeling a little inexplicable, the three-color demon feather at the bottom of the pool is still there, what is this kid doing? What do you want to do when you come to us?

Seeing Xin Zhuo in front of him, he jumped up with a splash and pointed over: "All the great venerables of the Great Zhou, the wolf son is ambitious, don't want to take away the treasures of my demon clan!"

“……”

Miao Sisi and the others' faces were gloomy like water, and they didn't know which kid was crazy, which demon clan you were?

"It's ridiculous! Die! ”

Miao Sisi moved to kill this person in the daytime, sneered at this moment, his body moved, and when he reached the top of the pond, he stretched out his hand and pointed: "Outside the fog!"

The dense mist of three miles wide and narrow suddenly descended on the water of the pond, wrapping Xin Zhuo in a group, and the pavilions and pavilions were conjured up in the mist, as if there were countless figures killing Xin Zhuo.

The general trend of the Shinto fog forms a mirage-like killing array, which is enough to trap people to death, and kill them alive and dead.

This is the Great Venerable Characteristic Martial Arts Technique that Xin Zhuo has never been able to fuse.

But he had the urge to laugh, where was this? This is the surface of the water, maybe I can't drill down on the ground, and I can't go down on the surface of the water?

plunged into the water, exerted the general trend of the water, jumped over the wonderful martial arts, and swept towards a group of people of the demon clan at great speed, seeing that it was close, he rushed out of the water: "Everyone, the same clan helps, the human warriors have a conspiracy!"

More than a dozen young men and women with horns, pointed ears or strange faces on the opposite side were slightly stunned, I don't know what kind of madness this kid has, who is your kindred? Aren't you human?

However, a group of demon clan masters are also extremely jealous of the group of Terran Great Venerables on the opposite side, and this person is an enemy of the opposite side, so he must be a friend rather than an enemy. And what he did in the water is too curious.

Immediately, two demon clan masters jumped into the air, stepping on strange black clouds under their feet, and one of them shot out a piece of demonic energy, turning into a dragon, roaring "hey", tearing through the fog.

One person hit a dazzling shadow of a woman's fruit, danced, threw out chains, and locked the fog alive.

Xin Zhuo immediately turned his head to look at the methods of humans and demons, and found that the methods of the Great Venerable of the Human Race were to fuse the natural power of his own existence into martial arts; The demon clan uses its own brute strength and demonic energy to transform the unique ethnic spells of their own race!

One wields the power of nature, the other wields the power of itself!

In terms of means alone, the Great Venerable of the Terran Race is stronger!

If you talk about physical strength, the demon clan is too much higher!

It's hard to tell who wins or loses!

"Friends of the demon clan, what do you mean by this?"

Miao Sisi on the opposite side withdrew the spell, and a group of people from Ying Chun, Ye Qing, and Zhuang Thirteen stepped forward at the same time, indifferent.

"What do you mean by your Terran friends?"

Here, several strange-looking Great Venerable-level demon clan masters also stepped forward.

The scene was awkward for a while, and everyone didn't know what the other party meant.

Therefore, everyone's eyes couldn't help but fall on Xin Zhuo.

A young man of the demon clan who was as hidden as a fox had his eyes rolling and asked Xin Zhuo: "If you don't make it clear, Lao Tzu will eat you today!"

Xin Zhuo sighed, lowered his voice and said: "These masters of the Great Zhou on the other side are unclear, not only are they bound to win the three-color demon feather, but I am afraid that it will also be unfavorable to you!"

"What do you mean?"

"We might as well take a step to speak!"