Zang Nuo looked at the eight figures on the platform, and his empty eyes shone from time to time. He swept his gaze to the viewing platform again, and with a slight grip of his dry palm, a protective light shield rose to protect the viewing platform.

"Poof."

For Dai Chong's brute force, Guo Jian couldn't use his true strength at all, because Dai Zhong was not only infinitely powerful, but also not slow. Every time it flickered, a fist smashed with gravity. When Dai Zhong hit Guo Jian with another punch, finally, Guo Jian couldn't hold it anymore and spit out a mouthful of blood.

This scene surprised everyone, the eldest son of the Sword Venerable, who was also a generation of Tianjiao, was smashed by an unknown Dai and vomited blood.

Guo Jian's face was gloomy, and with a flip of his palm, another long sword appeared in his hand.

"Die on this sword, you can look at it."

This sword looked several times sharper than the previous one, the blade flashed with a dangerous light, and a dragon pattern was engraved on the front, exuding an imperial aura. On the hilt of the sword is a dragon's head, the dragon's eyes are round, the dragon's teeth are shining, and the dragon's mouth is holding a round bead, and the bead is densely patterned.

"That's, Dragonsword." On the viewing platform, an exclamation sounded.

"Dragon-patterned sword? That's the Sword Venerable's famous spiritual weapon 'Breaking Sky Knife'! In other words, it can be said that it is the personal artifact of the Sword Venerable! ”

"There are also rumors that this 'dragon pattern' was once engraved by a spirit level pattern copying master, and the Sword Venerable actually gave this sword to Guo Jian?!"

“……”

"Hey, let's die!" As he spoke, Guo Jian held the dragon pattern sword, and with incomparable killing intent, he slashed towards Dai Zhong.

Sun Yingying smiled, her jade palm glowing with fluorescence, and patted it gently at Wang Lun. It seems to be a light palm, but it has no effort. Wang Lun was not lazy about this, and the palm wrapped in black mist was also slapped out, catching up with the slender hand.

"Boom."

On another battlefield, Yin Ming and Zhao Wuchang faced each other with their bare hands, fiery red and golden vitality intertwined, rolling up a cloud of dust and mist.

Yang Yuanhao looked at Xi Mingzhi in front of him, although he was dressed in white, he was demonic. The two were opposed to each other and did not move for a long time. When the aftermath of a battle spread to the two of them.

"Snort."

The figures of the two disappeared at the same time, and then suddenly appeared on the other side.

Xi Mingzhi held the magic knife in his palm, and Yang Yuanhao held a dagger. The blades met each other, and the two couldn't hold on for a long time.

Seeing this scene on the viewing platform, it was extremely boiling. All parties are arrogant, fighting against each other, fighting each other, and each using its own means.

"Bang."

Suddenly, there was an explosion, and two figures flew out of the dust and mist at the same time and landed on the sidelines.

"The impermanent son is so strong, he actually fought a draw with that Yin Ming."

"Yes! Yin Ming can compete with the lifeless son! ”

“……”

Outside the platform, Yin Ming, who was dressed in a fiery red body, raised his head and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Haha, cheerful. It seems that I have another strong opponent. Yin Ming smiled heartily.

"Hehe, then long for the next time to fight again!" Zhao Wuchang also straightened up and smiled boldly.

"Tong."

On the platform, there was a muffled sound. Dai Zhong slammed his fist into the dragon sword.

"Buzz."

The dragon pattern sword roared in the air, and then a phantom of a virtual dragon rose up, roaring slightly, and shook Dai Chong back.

Seeing this, Guo Jian took the sword and killed again. Dai Chong's body made a detour, and the heavy punch struck extremely quickly, hitting Guo Jian's back.

"Poof."

How could Guo Jian withstand Dai Chong's innate divine power, when he was about to go out of the realm, he bit his teeth and dripped the essence blood into the dragon pattern sword, and a golden light rose up, and the dragon appeared. The dragon's tail swung and swept towards Dai Zhong. Dai Zhong couldn't dodge and was knocked out of the platform.

Guo Jian stared at Dai Yan's huge body with a gloomy face, tilted his head, and fainted.

The battlefield between Wang Lun and Sun Yingying. Sun Yingying pointed at the void, and a series of formations appeared. Every pattern gave Wang Lun a headache, and in the end he was forced to dodge in embarrassment.

Sun Yingying glanced at the Quartet, knowing in her heart that it was not appropriate to delay any longer, and with a grip of the jade palm, all the formations in the void merged in an instant, forming a magic circle. The magic circle was dotted with faint golden light, and the center rotated like a whirlpool, and the black light of the Dao flickered in the rotation, and the aura it exuded had a breathtaking power. This is one of the inheritances given by King Litian.

"Spirit Slayer Array, Kai."

Sun Yingying let out a coquettish shout, and as soon as she put her hands down, the Spirit Slaughtering Array rotated extremely fast, and the black mang in the middle of it shot out and shot towards Wang Lun, who was dodging.

The green light in Wang Lun's eyes was shining, and he wanted to dodge again, but the speed of the black light was extremely fast, and it shot on his body in his surprised eyes.

"Hmph."

The black mist on Wang Lun's body shook, his heart was muffled, and when he came back to his senses, a shadow fluttered in, and the jade palm slammed down.

"Bang."

Wang Lun's figure was like a kite with a broken string, flying off the field.

On the viewing platform, there was an uproar.

It's so strong!!

Yang Yuanhao glanced at Sun Yingying, and the dagger in his hand stabbed Xi Meizhi directly. Xi Mingzhi was also a little surprised in his heart, Wang Lun was eliminated like this, and the magic knife in his palm also resisted the tricky dagger very quickly.

Phew!

The glow flashed, and a flash of fire protruded from the dagger, burning towards Xi Mingzhi. Xi Mingzhi's eyes were slightly open, and the gray vitality was surrounded, facing the firelight, slowly disappearing.

Xi Mingzhi looked at Yang Yuanhao, who was indifferent, and then turned to Sun Yingying on the other side, and his body jumped away quickly, forming a triangle opposition with Yang Yuanhao and Sun Yingying.

Sun Yingying smiled on her face, put her hand on her back, and moved lightly towards the distance, indicating that she would not participate in their struggle.

The lifeless son clenched his fists to show it, waved the magic knife, and rushed towards Yang Yuanhao. Yang Yuanhao's eyes were cold, he put away the dagger, his palm quickly sealed, and a table seal appeared through the void.

"Yuan Lingyin." Drinking lightly in his heart, his palm fell, and the square seal fell.

The corners of Xi Mingzhi's mouth lifted slightly, and as soon as the magic knife was raised, a huge magic blade appeared, slashing at the smashed square seal.

"Boom."

The battle whipped up a strong wind and swept in all directions. The platform floor is also cracked at this time, which shows how strong the two are!!

Sun Yingying's big eyes were as bright as gems, blooming with a little golden light, and her eyes stared at the windy wind without blinking.

The wind gradually stopped. On the field, the two figures are placed on opposite sides, one black and one white opposing each other.

"Hahaha, well, it's worthy of the invisible son. Today, I will fight with you. Xi Mingzhi shouted, and the vitality in his body jumped out without reservation. Win or lose in one move! ”

Incomparably domineering, he put away the magic knife, his palm led the gray vitality, and then began to seal, a massive amount of heaven and earth vitality surged, gathered beside his body, and a giant magic knife suddenly appeared, exuding a compelling aura.

On the other side, Yang Yuanhao's face was solemn, and it felt the amazing power of the giant magic knife. Instantly, the glorious light in his body flashed, and the white vitality was all the meridians that surged to his hands. He knotted his hand seals, containing the vitality of heaven and earth, and all the vitality was gathered in the palm of his hand. At this time, the slender palm became a little transparent, and it could be clearly seen that his palm had three meridians of different thicknesses shining, and those three meridians seemed to be blocked by some substance. If you look closely, you will find that there is a wide meridian that is pushing forward with vitality, and as the vitality gradually advances, that meridian is also slowly being opened.

"Boom."

A huge white palm stretched out from the void, and that palm also exuded terrifying power.

Tear the heavens!

This is the first time it has been shown since it was inherited.

"Poof."

When the huge white palm appeared, Yang Yuanhao's face turned red, and blood spurted out. And his white palms were cracked, and blood flowed out. Obviously, with his current strength, he is not enough to use the Heaven Tearing Hand.

"Poof."

Xi Mingzhi bit the tip of his tongue and highlighted a mouthful of essence blood. After receiving the blood sacrifice, the power of the demon blade suddenly increased. The ground around Xi Mingzhi couldn't withstand this kind of force, and they all began to crack.

Yang Yuanhao's pale face was still cold. As if he felt the increase in the power of the magic blade, a ruthless color appeared on his face. The mudra changed suddenly, and the speed of the vitality that dredged the meridians suddenly accelerated, and the originally different meridians were instantly opened up by the vitality. Blood flowed all over his palm, and the strength of the white giant hand in the sky also skyrocketed, and the power was comparable to that of the Demon Blade.

"Then let's fight it out!" Yang Yuanhao roared, and slapped his palm, which was stained with blood.

"Tear the Heavens!"

"Heavenly Demon Slash!"

The huge magic blade and the huge white palm collided violently in front of everyone's eyes.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth were pale. Rumble!

The magic blade and the giant hand met each other, the heavens and the earth were pale, and the force rolled up a hurricane, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the traces of cracks spread throughout the platform. A visible aftermath spread around the two of them.

"Click."

The aftermath slammed into the protective shield set up by Zangnuo, shaking it out of the crack.

Everyone was shocked, just an aftermath could shatter the protection set up by a famous powerhouse in the Venerable Body Realm, if it was a real attack that bombarded here, then ...... Thinking of this, everyone's hearts chilled. Suddenly, everyone seemed to think of something, and their eyes looked at the other side of the platform in unison.

There, the glow of the sun covered a shadow. Above Sun Yingying's head, a formation pattern shimmered with a radiant luster, and the sprinkling light covered it out, blocking the aftermath of the terrifying battle just now.

Everyone's hearts were even more surprised at this time, this Sun Yingying seemed weak, but she had a strong strength that could not be underestimated.

"Boom."

A muffled explosion came from the smoke.

"Huh."

In the smoke and dust, two figures exited, one black and one white, both bloodstained. At the moment of exiting the smoke and dust, they collided with each other again, fists and fists.

Yang Yuanhao swung his bloodstained fist and smashed it at Xi Mingzhi, and an illusory black mark between his eyebrows flickered, which should not be noticed.

On the high platform, Zang Nuo frowned, is he going to appear again?! In the palm of his hand, a blue light appeared.

"Poof."

Xi Mingzhi was not good in his heart, although the so-called Heavenly Demon Slash was extremely powerful, it already had a certain backlash, not to mention that this time he had no reservations and went all out?

After receiving a punch from Yang Yuanhao, Xi Mingzhi spat out a mouthful of blood foam.

"I throw in the towel." Xi Mingzhi was also decisive, knowing that he was no longer able to fight, raised his arm and announced that he would admit defeat.

Yang Yuanhao retracted his fist, the lines on his brows disappeared, and he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but he turned to Sun Yingying sharply, his body tense.

At this time, the girl had put away the formation lines, her body surface was blooming, her face was shining, looking at Yang Yuanhao, who was full of scars, and smiled.

The atmosphere was tense.

"Jiji, since you don't want to do it, let it be given to the old man!" After a long silence, a discordant strange laughter sounded. Wang Lun's figure jumped up, his eyes glowing green, but at this time, they were already blood red.

"Those who are eliminated have no right to fight again." Zang Nuo's voice was cold, and the blue vitality in his palm turned into an air mass and threw it at Wang Lun.

"Snort."

When the air mass landed on Wang Lun's body, it dissolved, blasting away the black mist on his arm, revealing a pair of blood-red armor.

On the armor, there are many powerful ghosts engraved, which are even more terrifying under the blood-red luster.

Seeing this, Zangnuo's eyes opened, this is, ghost spirit armor! It's the old monster's personal thing, isn't it?

"Guy, old guy, your strength has been going on for so many years, and there is still no progress!"

The strange words of "Wang Lun" made everyone scratch their heads, could it be that they knew each other many years ago? Thinking of this, everyone felt a chill down their backs.

On the side, Yang Yuanhao, who was drenched in injuries all over his body, his eyes instantly turned cold. Because, at this time, he completely sensed the aura of the old man who entered his deep courtyard on "Wang Lun".

"Hey, you guy, you've already lost, and you dare to come up, aren't you afraid of fighting?" Sun Yingying's big eyes were empty, and her slender hands were raised again, and the fluorescence was shining.

"Female dolls are cute." Wang Lun's voice suddenly became hoarse, and his tone became much older. "I think, with the strength of your mortal rank grade pattern copying master, you can't do me any harm, come to me, come to me, you are the granddaughter of that old guy!"

Sun Yingying's teeth bited lightly, the fluorescent ring hand, crystal clear, the onion fingers moved lightly, and the void was dotted. Under the pull of his fingers, the "Spirit Slayer Array" resurfaced, and the terrifying aura reappeared.

"Huh."

The girl's finger pointed at Wang Lun, and the "Spirit Slaughtering Array" trembled slightly, and the black light shot out.

At this moment, "Wang Lun" did not dodge. When the black mang came, he reached out and grabbed it, and the palm of his hand was slightly forced, and the black mang was pinched and extinguished. Immediately, his body shook, and an extremely powerful aura swept through the entire Spirit Pool Platform, and the dark red ripples visible to the naked eye spread. The speed is extremely fast, and even Zangnuo has to react in a hurry. In an instant, the protective shield shattered, and everyone vomited blood. Yang Yuanhao and a few people who were nearby, the skin of his body was tingling, and blood was bursting out.

Respect the physical realm!

This is what comes to everyone's minds, and only the Venerable Body Realm can be so strong.

"Is that you?" Yang Yuanhao stood on his knees, blood overflowing from his mouth. His eyes were as cold as an ice cellar, and the lines between his eyebrows appeared.

", boy. I've said long ago that we're going to fight, and we're going to show no mercy. The old man's palm was raised, and the dark red vitality was churning.

Laugh at! Laugh at!

The two figures swept in at great speed, blocking in front of Yang Yuanhao, it was Zhao Wuchang and Sun Yingying.

Zhao Wuchang was far away and was lightly injured. What is surprising is Sun Yingying, she is the closest to the mysterious old man, but she is only in a messy dress, bleeding from the corners of her mouth, and she is not seriously injured.

The girl's pretty face was dignified, and the blood stains on the corners of her mouth gave her a bewitching feeling. Her slender hand was sealed, and a huge array slowly appeared above her head. The circle slowly appeared, and the girl's cheeks gradually turned pale.

This is her greatest means. She had to do her best, because this was a great enemy. Even Zhao Wuchang, who has always been hip-hop, frowned, and the breath of his whole body was raised to the highest.

Zangnuo's face was gloomy, and as soon as his feet moved, he wanted to step forward.

"Huh."

An aura of light shot out, entangled him, and he couldn't move. He was frightened, this, this is that seeing thing.

Lock God Ring!

During the Great War of the Ancients, in order to control powerful cultivators, it was created by a king-level pattern copying master, which could lock a powerful king-level powerhouse. It's just that with the passage of time, the formation in the lock god ring is also broken. Therefore, if the ability decreases, at most, it can only lock up the strong people in the Venerable Body Realm. But, that's amazing enough.

"Boom, I really want to try your so-called genius, what the hell is going on. And I, on the other hand, like to stifle geniuses. The mysterious old man's figure flickered, and he arrived in front of Sun Yingying and the three of them, and the dark red air flow in his hand was photographed.

Phew!

Just when Sun Yingying was about to give up her strength to urge the formation that had not yet been fully set, Zhao Wuchang burst out with the strongest strength, and Yang Yuanhao's back magic pattern flickered again. The sound of breaking the air sounded, and a blue figure appeared out of thin air. It was an old man in a blue shirt, with the word "wind" sewn on the back of his shirt. He just stretched out his hand and pinched the palm of the mysterious old man, and the dark red air flow was extinguished instantly.

"Grandpa." Sun Yingying's pretty face showed joy.

Grandfather?! Then this old man in blue is, Venerable Feng!

"Ghost Tomb, you've crossed the line." Venerable Feng's clothes fluttered, an ethereal aura emanated from his body, and he said in a cold voice.