"It seems that the seizure has been successful."

Although the Lord of the Wasteland was well hidden, Su Bujin still keenly caught the excitement in his eyes.

At this time, Wuhua is no longer a Wuhua, but the lord of the wasteland.

The Lord of the Wasteland has succeeded in taking over the Vulva!

Wuhua himself is incomplete in soul, and he lost one soul and two souls due to jealousy, and his soul power is his biggest shortcoming.

Although the Lord of the Wasteland is also a remnant soul, he was strong during his lifetime, and if it weren't for the Purple Thunder Emperor Thunder at that time, Su Bujin would not have been able to escape the fate of being taken away by the Lord of the Wasteland.

The most important thing is the light of reincarnation, which weakened the soul power of Wuhua to the extreme, so that the lord of the wasteland almost effortlessly succeeded in taking it away.

The two glanced at each other, revealing a deep meaning.

"I threw in the towel."

The Lord of the Wasteland covered up his abnormality, and followed the appearance of Wuhua, nodding his head with a blank face, without a trace of flaws.

"What?"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, especially the people on the other side of Zhu Temple, they couldn't believe what they heard with their ears.

Saint Wuhua actually admitted defeat?

.........

"Did that guy admit defeat?"

Yuan Xiu swallowed his saliva and said with some difficulty.

Saint Wuhua, the head of the Ten Sons of Zhu, the youngest demonic figure in the history of Zhu Temple to break through the spiritual silence realm, has time, the law of the dual origin of yin and yang, and a powerful companion magic weapon, the blessing of the Yin and Yang Chaos Pestle.

With so many halos in one, he actually failed?

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed it.

"The people of the East China Sea are too unfathomable!"

Zou Yi said with emotion.

In ten battles, seven people have already been defeated, and even Wuhua has been defeated, is the young generation of Donghai so strong?

Among the younger generation of the lower five parties, which one else can compete with the East China Sea?

"No, he obviously doesn't have many injuries, why should he admit defeat?"

Shangguan Jing's eyebrows furrowed, she really didn't understand Wuhua's behavior.

Obviously, Wuhua and Su Bujin fought evenly and equally, and even had the upper hand, why did they suddenly admit defeat at this time?

Shangguan Jing can be sure that Wuhua still has some strength to spare.

"Sister, what's wrong?"

Sensing Shangguan Jing's abnormality, Shangguan Xue asked.

"Nothing."

Shangguan Jing shook her head and didn't think about anything more.

......

gave Su Bujin a color without a trace, and immediately regardless of the reaction of the crowd, Wuhua walked back to the side of the Zhu Temple by himself.

"If it weren't for him, I don't know how long it would have been."

Su Bujin breathed a sigh of relief, and a sense of exhaustion welled up in his heart.

It's too tired, even more tired than the last time I fought against Ye Ci in the Imperial City Forbidden Palace.

The main thing is to use the power of two artifacts one after another, almost draining the true qi in her body.

Fortunately, the Lord of the Wasteland helped her this time, otherwise it would be difficult to win or lose this battle.

........

"Wuhua, what's the matter with you, why did you suddenly admit defeat?"

The earth saint is not satisfied with the authenticity.

Wuhua is the pinnacle of the younger generation of Zhu Temple, and it is also the hope of Zhu Temple, but such a sudden admission of defeat is really a blow to the morale of Zhu Temple, as the holy abbot of Zhu Temple, he also feels that his face is gloomy.

"Poof!"

At this moment, Wu Hua's face suddenly turned pale, and immediately a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his breath quickly withered.

"Vuhua!"

Seeing this scene, the human saint was immediately anxious, and hurriedly infused his true qi into Wuhua's body to help him heal and breathe.

"In the middle of the battle, I was hit hard by that mysterious light."

Wuhua was very weak and authentic.

"It turned out to be that mysterious light, no wonder you would throw in the towel, and it's not strange that something that even we can't see through can hit you hard."

The human saint suddenly said, thinking that Wuhua was really hit by that mysterious light.

"The power of that mysterious light is too weird, I don't know."

Woody Road.

"You can take care of your pranayama, and you won't have to worry about the rest."

The human saint didn't think much about it, and was concerned about the authenticity.

The saint Wuhua is the hope of the Zhu Temple, but the human saint treats him as a treasure, if something happens to him, the future of the entire Zhu Temple will be ruined.

"Yes."

Wuhua's face was pale, and his injuries seemed to be serious.

His injury was really not faked, but he deliberately mobilized his true qi and made himself suffer.

Otherwise, in order to cover himself, the lord of the desolate country was very ruthless to himself, and he showed no mercy at all, and seriously injured himself.

As for the fact that he was injured by the light of reincarnation just now, it was complete nonsense, anyway, apart from him and Su Bujin, no one else knew what was going on, and he was not worried about being exposed to lies.

“........”

Sheng glanced at Wuhua, his expression was flat, and he didn't seem to have Wuhua's abnormality.

.........

"Okay, even Wuhua has been defeated, hahaha, I think they should do it this time?"

Mustard laughed.

Wuhua is a sharp weapon cultivated by Zhu Temple for the future, and Su Bujin defeated it, which undoubtedly severely frustrated the spirit of Zhu Temple.

As soon as Saint Wuhua was defeated, the rest of the ten sons of Zhu would not be in a bad mood.

"But I always feel like it's not that simple."

Huaxuzi is not as optimistic as Mustard, although Wuhua is defeated, but there is always a bad blessing in his heart

He always felt that there was still a conspiracy in Zhu Temple.

Six competitions, five one-on-one, one two-on-two, a total of seven people were dispatched from the Zhu Temple, and three of the ten sons of Zhu did not come out, in other words, there were still three competitions that did not start.

"There are three more games, start quickly, end quickly, there is no suspense."

Mustard Road.

The remaining three games, are they really as simple as Mustard thought?

........

"It seems that it really has to be like this."

The human saint sighed and said.

"Yes, for the sake of disobeying the fate pool, it's worth letting out my old face."

The Earth Saint gritted his teeth and said.

“.......”

The saint was still so silent, but there was a glint in his eyes.

.........

"I'm ready for the next one."

Mustard couldn't wait to open his mouth to the three saints of Zhu Temple.

Among the ten sons of Zhu, the three who have not yet played are the seventh, sixth, and fifth.

Wuhua, the first one, has been defeated, and the seventh, sixth, and fifth three of Zhu Temple can be so strong?

"Okay."

At this moment, someone from the side of Zhu Temple moved.

It is not any of the seventh, sixth, or fifth of the ten sons of Zhu, but the human saint of the three saints.

"Human saint!"

Looking at the people who came out, everyone was stunned.

What's going on, how did this holy abbot of Zhu Temple come out.

"Huh?"

Huaxuzi's face froze, and his brows gradually furrowed.

"What do you mean, old fellow?"

Mustard glanced at the human saint suspiciously, and some didn't understand what the human saint was trying to do.

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