Luo Lie's hammer down, it is powerful, like a bamboo.

But Zen Yan did not show any panic, and stepped back without hurry, while gently picking out one hand.

This action seems to be very gentle, but in fact, it hides internal strength.

After the palm wind, a golden True Yuan suddenly rose in the air, and it was vaguely as if a ball of True Yuan could be seen condensed into a lotus flower.

And Luo Luolie's golden bronze hammer struck the lotus, and it would tremble violently, as if it was under a huge resistance!

Luo Lie's blow was blocked, but there was no accident or pause, and he continued to stride, step after step, with an aggressive momentum, and at the same time, the big copper hammer in his hands was also hammer after hammer, tiger and tiger, roaring fiercely.

Boom Boom Boom ......

In the air, the violent explosion continued, Luo Lie's sledgehammer kept colliding violently with the true yuan played by Zen Yan, and the speed of the two of them became faster and faster, almost leaving two clusters of golden light, which hit the sky on the wind-you-you-small-say-more-new-most-fastest-WWW.UUXS.CC-gimbal and flew down from the sky.

The means of Zen words emerge endlessly, the golden lotus, the elephant of the dragon and tiger, the vajra Putuo, all kinds of visions manifest around him, and Luo Lie seems to have only one trick, that is, constantly swinging the double hammer, but in fact, it is also full of means, occasionally fierce like a hungry tiger, occasionally like a snake to escape from the difficulty, occasionally like a wolf as tricky.

The two did not stop, and they kept going head-to-head, and after three or four hours, Luo Lie finally began to gain the upper hand.

Luo Lie's true yuan seems to be more majestic and longer.

His golden hammer is still shining with golden light, dancing. A rolling whistling sound erupted.

"Xuanwu Zhenshi!"

Suddenly. Luo Lie roared. The golden light on his body was victorious, and all the true elements surged out in an instant, and around his body, a golden Xuan Turtle Phantom was condensed, and the Xuan Turtle was also known as the Xuanwu, which had a powerful and unrivaled power.

The copper hammer in Luo Lie's hand was violently suppressed.

It was as if two mountains were collapsing at the same time, and a rumbling sound erupted.

Zen Yan finally felt the pressure. In his eyes, there was a sense of dodging, but he quickly reacted, and it was completely impossible to dodge at this time.

This space was all shrouded by Luo Lie's pair of golden round hammers, and the space was also sealed, and there was nowhere to escape!

The only way to meet it head-on is to break the law with force!

"Eighteen Seals of Panman!"

Zen Yan looked up to the sky and roared, in his eyes. There was a crimson light that shot out, as if it had been struck by an evil spirit. This made him, who was originally covered in golden light and looked solemn, extremely weird.

His hands bloomed like lotus flowers, his fingers waved one by one, and at the same time, a treasure seal formed in the air at an extremely fast speed.

And Luo Lie's twin hammers are bombarded on this treasure seal.

"Click!"

"Boom!"

The first seal shattered.

A mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of Zen Yan's mouth, and he was shocked and retreated a few steps back, but his fingers were still flying.

Another sigil appeared.

"Boom!"

Keep shattering!

Zen Yan was shocked back again, and the blood stains on the corners of his mouth became more and more obvious.

The third and fourth seals......

Treasure seals appeared one after another, each treasure seal was different, but the power contained in it was stronger than the other.

But Luo Lie's twin hammers were even more ferocious, as if they contained the power of destruction that could not be broken, and wherever they passed, all the treasure seals turned into golden fragments, and then dissipated between the voids.

Of course, Luo Lie was also extremely uncomfortable, his face became more and more pale, beads of sweat on his forehead flowed down like raindrops, and the corners of his mouth also had blood oozing out.

Finally, the eighteenth treasure seal appeared.

As soon as the eighteenth treasure seal appeared, a wonderful and magnificent rhythm appeared in the air, which was a Sanskrit sound, which was sung in the void, as if to purify the world, purify the world, and give people an endless sense of coercion.

I saw the golden light staggering in the air, intertwining into the phantom of an ancient Buddha.

This is a Buddha who can't see his head, giving people the feeling of illusory and evil intentions.

This Buddha, with six faces, six faces, rotated in the air, extremely strange, around his body, full of eyes, a pair of black and white eyes, as if able to see through the void.

"Extinguish!"

In the mouth of the Buddha, he actually spit out a dull syllable, and this syllable seemed to hit Luo Lie's chest, making Luo Lie's chest suffocated, his eyes turned black for a while, and a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly.

At the same time, the double hammer in his hand has a tendency to stagnate.

Luo Lie bit the tip of his tongue, his consciousness instantly became clear, he opened his mouth and spit out, and a bright red blood arrow shot out, which exploded in the air with a bang, Luo Lie knew very well in his heart that if he was suppressed by the Buddha at this time, it would not only be a failure, but also a benefit to Zen Yan's counterattack.

So Luo Lie took advantage of this time and hurriedly forced out a piece of essence blood, which was the essence blood conceived in his golden pill, every drop was extremely precious, worthy of several years or even more than ten years of penance.

After the blood arrow condensed by the essence blood exploded, around Luo Lie, the image of the Xuan Turtle condensed, and it seemed to become a little more real.

At the same time, the momentum around Luo Lie soared.

"Boom!"

The twin hammers are more powerful and suppressed.

"Boom...... Click......"

The golden Buddha and the sledgehammer collided together, and the earth cracked.

I saw that the demonic Buddha who kept spinning, suddenly his face was distorted, and his mouth kept spitting out unusually strange and piercing syllables, but this did not help, and cracks broke out on his body.

"Boom!"

Finally, with a loud bang, the demonic Buddha completely exploded, and Zen Yan also flew out upside down, and the flesh and blood on his body exploded, and in many places, even deep white bones could be seen.

Zen is defeated!

Luo Lie stood in place, his face was as pale as paper, he wanted to rush over and kill Zen Yan completely, but the true yuan in his body had been depleted, and his injuries had reached a critical point, if it weren't for the last trace of spirit standing in support, he would also fall down at this time!

"North Desert Gate. Nothing. Come and challenge!"

And right now. Another monk rushed to the platform.

This monk is extremely tall, the muscles on his body are bulging, like a dragon coiled, naked, with a pair of golden half-cut pants, his legs wrapped in a white strip of cloth, and a gray-black long stick in his hand. As soon as it appears, it gives people a sense of ferocity.

As soon as he waved his hand, the unconscious Zen Yan flew off the stage and was caught by another disciple of the Northern Desert Sect.

Then, his gaze fell on Luo Lie.

"Howl!"

Suddenly, Wukong roared, and the gray-black long stick in his hand swung out and pressed straight towards Luo Lie's head.

He actually shot directly at Luo Lie. To put Luo Lie to death!

"Despicable!"

A figure flashed, and I saw a man in a green shirt. The man with the long sword on his back cursed and flew up. At the same time, he pulled out the long sword on his back and pointed it out again and again.

The sword qi formed a tornado-shaped sword formation in the air, forcing Wukong back.

Then the man also sent Luo Lie off the platform.

"It's Senior Brother Fang Xuanyu!"

Someone in the audience whispered.

"Senior Brother Fang Xuanyu is the fourth master of the inner disciples, Senior Brother Fang has made a move, it seems that the battle on both sides has entered the final stage!"

"This competition is really tragic, and I don't know if it's really a sect fight, or if the Northern Desert Sect and the Qingling Sect are just coming to kill them!"

Below, many disciples are whispering, this competition is too tragic and shocking, but no matter which sect it is.

It's all too much of a loss.

Feng Qingyang on the high platform, his face was already iron-blue.

The elders of the Aragami Sect also had gloomy faces......

"Zhu Sect Master and Shi Sect Master, are the two really for the sake of their disciples, just want to take a look at the thirteen walls of the Araga?"

At this time, no matter how stupid Feng Qingyang was, he felt that something was wrong.

These disciples, all of whom were seriously injured in the battle, died and died, so how many people can see the thirteen walls of the Aragami, and even if they do, how can they comprehend?

"That's right, Sect Master Feng just needs to remember our agreement. When the time comes, we will win, please let go of the Thirteen Walls of the Aragami!" Zhu Gongming said lightly, it seemed that those disciples who died in the Great Competition were not worth mentioning at all.

Jiang Chen, on the other hand, caught a hint of conspiracy in Zhu Gongming's eyes, he didn't believe that the Northern Desert Sect and the Qingling Sect really came to see the Thirteen Walls of the Desolate God this time, and paid such a heavy price, there must be some ulterior secrets.

"Elder Zhang, the Thirteen Walls of the Aragami, in addition to being able to comprehend the way of the sword, what secrets are there?"

Jiang Chen's divine sense transmitted to Zhang Tianxian and asked.

Zhang Tianxian didn't know why Jiang Chen wanted to ask him this question, but after pondering for a moment, he replied with his divine sense: "The Thirteen Walls of the Desolate God is the foundation of my Asora God Sect, not only because the Thirteen Walls of the Asora God can comprehend the way of the sword, but also because the Thirteen Walls of the Desolate God Sect is the foundation of the Great Formation of the Desolate God Sword Formation of my Asodial God Sect......

"Aragami Sword Formation, where is the base of the formation?"

Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, he didn't know what the Desolate God Sword Formation was, he hadn't even heard of it, and the last time Jiang Chen had connected thirteen jade bibs on the Thirteen Walls of the Desolate God, he didn't see any traces of the formation.

However, since Zhang Lao said it, it must be true.

Then, the only explanation is that this Desolate God Sword Formation is very clever, so clever that Jiang Chen can't find it at all.

In addition, this time, the Northern Desert Gate and the Qingling Sect came to compete with the disciples of Jindan, and they wanted to take a look at the Thirteen Walls of the Desolate God by name, is it because the Northern Desert Gate and the Qingling Sect know the existence of the Desolate God Sword Array?

An extremely bad speculation spread in Jiang Chen's heart.

If this is the case, then the purpose of the Northern Desert Sect and the Qingling Sect this time is definitely to destroy the Desovent God Sect!

And just after Zhang Tianxian returned to Jiang Chen's question, he also had the same guess in his mind as Jiang Chen.

Immediately, he turned his head to look at Jiang Chen.

The eyes of the two collided together, and there was a look of horror in their eyes.

"Elder Zhang, you should immediately go to the area around the Aragami Sect to investigate for thousands of miles and see if there are any clues!"

Jiang Chen's voice once again came into Zhang Tianxian's eyes.

Zhang Tianxian stood up openly, and didn't say hello to anyone, just flew out directly.

"Elder Zhang!" Feng Qingyang shouted, but there was no response, so he also shook his head and shifted his attention to Fengyun Platform again.

Shikong and Zhu Gongming glanced at each other, and a trace of treachery disappeared in their eyes.

This qiē was seen by Jiang Chen, and he became more and more sure that the Northern Desert Sect and the Qingling Sect came to the Desolate God Sect this time, and it was definitely not as simple as letting the disciples learn from each other.

Soon after, Zhang Tianxian returned again.

For Zhang Tianxian coming and going silently, others seem to have been accustomed to it for a long time, but no one said anything.

"Elder Zhang, have you found anything?" Jiang Chen's Divine Sense Transmission asked.

Zhang Lao nodded slightly, and said, "I have found a lot of monks with suspicious appearances, and even some out-of-body monks and Yuanying monks, but I can't judge that these people are all people arranged by the Northern Desert Sect and the Qingling Sect!"

A glimmer of light flashed in Jiang Chen's eyes, and he replied, "Elder Zhang, no matter what, you can't let them approach the Thirteen Walls of the Desolate God. As long as the Apologetics Formation is here, they won't be able to deal with us so easily!"

"But the problem now is that Feng Qingyang and Na Zhu Gongming and Shi Kong's bet are in advance, if we lose, then the Northern Desert Gate and the Qingling Sect can go to the Thirteen Walls of the Desolate God openly. Zhang Lao said, with a hint of anxiety in his eyes.

"So, no matter what, we must win this big competition first!" Jiang Chen pondered.

At this time, Dabi is still going on tragically.

Fang Xuanyu was seriously injured and defeated Wukong.

At the same time, there are also several battles that have ended or are nearing the end of the competition in the other arenas.

In this big competition, the last eyes all fell on a few people.

There are also two disciples in the Northern Desert Gate, these two people have similar appearances, they have been silent, standing in place, giving people a sense of eternity, as if they have been there for a long time, I don't know how many years have passed.

In addition, there is another person in Qingling Sect, dressed in a green shirt and a cyan hair hat, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, giving people an elegant atmosphere.

On the side of the Aragon God Sect, there is really still combat power, and there are still three people who are necessary for a battle, namely Wen Feixian, Li Yan and Chu Mengyuan.

These three people are also the top three disciples of the Aragami Sect today.

"Whether the Aragami Sect can hold the final victory depends only on these three people!"

Including Zhang Tianxian and Feng Qingyang, all the monks who had twice as many elders of the Aragami Sect put their hopes on these three people.

Fang Xuanyu was seriously injured and retreated from the platform, his eyes falling on Wen Feixian and the others.

Wen Feixian nodded, and was about to step out, but was stopped by Chu Mengyuan.

"Senior Brother Wen, you should be the last to go up. This time, we in the Asojin Sect, we can't lose!And you are the last hope, and the greatest hope!" Chu Mengyuan looked at Wen Feixian seriously and said.

In Chu Mengyuan's eyes, there was a trace of sadness and determination.

This time the competition was too tragic, although the Aragami Sect had two hundred places for the competition, but among the two hundred people, the good and the bad were uneven, and in the end, there were still people with combat power, in addition to Wen Feixian, Lin Yan and Chu Mengyuan, there were a few disciples who were not worth mentioning and dispensable.

These disciples are all monks who are outside the top 100 in this list.

These monks must have known that their coming to power would not make any difference, so they simply hid and did not speak out.

And Jiang Chen, in the hearts of everyone at this time, also belonged to one of these dispensable disciples. (To be continued......) R1292