"What do you mean, Your Excellency? The old body is just itching in the palms of his hands, let's make two moves...... How!?"

Seeing that Zhang Shanxing's figure was slightly sideways, and he seemed to have the idea of doing something, the second elder Zhang Shanyuan rushed forward with a brisk step.

Tightly grabbed the wrist of the master, pushed the person up the stairs with his backhand, turned around and glared at the man angrily, and screamed loudly.

"You...... Hmph, that red mist has spread, who has the kung fu to entangle with you here!"

The man from Heguo just wanted to get angry, but in vain he found that behind the Taoist priest in front of him, several familiar figures were staring at him viciously.

The man of Heguo couldn't help but tremble in his heart, swallowed his saliva involuntarily, and quickly left with a casual excuse.

Just when Zhang Shanyuan was embarrassed by the timid and rude attitude of this man of the country, the Marquis of Anglis passed by and also walked in the direction of the upper floor.

And Gianluan Forman and other Italian soldiers stood obediently at the top of the stairs, their eyes sharp and indifferent to everything around them.

"Zhang Tianshi's complaining attitude, but the food downstairs is not delicious?"

Dolgon, dressed in plain brocade clothes as usual, was in the first place in the relatively empty palace, leisurely holding a bowl of tea and savoring it.

"The grass people's 'Zhengyi Sect' is in charge of teaching Zhang Shanxing, and I will meet His Majesty the Emperor, Lord Prince!"

Zhang Shanxing felt that the purpose of this trip was extremely reasonable, so he did not kneel down humbly like last time, stood firm and upright, waved his hands and fists and bowed.

"Yo, this Heavenly Master is also here to discuss the time of the next competition?"

Angli, who followed him up the steps, slowly walked to the middle of the main hall, waved his hand and clenched his fist lightly to greet the emperor, and turned his head so that Zhang Shanxing could start talking.

"Haha, haha, the Marquis of Anglis said this early, this competition is not over yet, and the winner is not yet certain!"

Wearing a golden crown with a golden crown inlaid with his hair and a bright brocade robe embroidered with the pattern of the dragon of the sea, the emperor with extraordinary bearing around him waved his hand to signal the attendants around him to sit with the Marquis of Angli.

The corners of the Emperor's mouth slightly hooked up a meaningful smile, but the words made everyone except Dorgon look puzzled.

"Your Majesty, everyone in this Enamel team has turned into a piece of white bones, and the leading Faerda is also controlled by my disciple, what else is there to try?"

When Zhang Shanxing saw the emperor's words, his mind flashed through the words that the junior disciples had said that the competition was unfair, and he immediately couldn't help the anger in his heart, and asked the person in power in a loud voice.

"Zhang Tianshi, don't forget your identity, it's nothing to be ashamed of asking if you don't understand, but your attitude is ......!"

"Don't argue, the situation in this is really interesting, I don't know if His Majesty Emperor Qiandi can give advice!"

Seeing that Zhang Shanxing was about to be questioned, the Marquis of Angli directly interrupted Dolgon and humbly asked His Majesty the Emperor, the supreme ruler in the entire hall.

"Haha, haha, the Marquis of Anglis is too outside, but this matter is related to the secret of Falda's 'spell', and it is really inconvenient to talk about it in detail.

But if that little Taoist priest in the arena can break the spreading red mist, he will win the final victory of this competition!"

Ever since he stepped into this hall, the Marquis of Angliss had only saluted and consulted himself, without even looking at Dorgon.

This made Emperor Qian, who was the supreme emperor, very satisfied, and his favorability towards the Marquis of Angli skyrocketed, and he directly evaluated the key to winning or losing the game.

"Oh! I see, it seems that who is the opponent of our country in the next game, we still have to wait!"

Angli looked at the prepared seat with a smile on his face, waved his hand and clenched his fist, and walked towards the first place on the other side of the emperor, leaving Zhang Shanxing to stand in the middle of the hall in a daze.

.....

"Ling Yun, do you 'Zhengyi Sect' have a grudge against the royal family? The result of this game is already so obvious, why isn't it over?"

The thousand-faced sand cat, who watched the game through Zhang Lingyun's visual senses in the sea awareness space, finally couldn't help but feel depressed in his heart, and connected Zhang Lingyun's spiritual sense to complain.

"When I first entered the park, the waiter who received me said, and the group of Chinese people talked...... To make me look good on the field, I think that the people of Heguo should have reached some kind of agreement with this group of monks!"

Zhang Lingyun, who was always floating in the void, answered the questions of the sand cat at the same time, his eyes drifted to the direction of 'Si Yongzhai' from time to time, quietly waiting for the news of Shizun and others.

"Ling Yun, I suggest you clear out all your senior brothers first, or protect them well!"

Through Zhang Lingyun's constantly moving gaze, Chi Yan found that the spreading red mist was already approaching Zhang Lingxiao and Zhang Lingyu in the corner, and immediately reminded loudly.

"Oh my God! I almost forgot about the two of them!"

Zhang Lingyun, who felt that everything was all right and was just waiting for the result, turned around suddenly under the reminder of his partner, and found that the red mist had begun to cover the arm of the senior brother, and he was immediately annoyed and flew away and swooped away.

Zhang Lingyun held the second senior brother who was still fainting under his armpit, and the senior brother who was carrying his entire arm with blood red on his shoulder, and flew towards 'Si Yongzhai' despite many scruples.

"Young man, please stay! Now this competition is not over, if you take the initiative to leave, it will be treated as a waiver!"

Just as Zhang Lingyun was about to fly away from the competition venue, a waiter dressed in plain clothes appeared in vain, waved his hand and clenched his fists and bowed, repeating this important rule to Zhang Lingyun.

"Dare to ask my lord, all the members of this Enamel team are destroyed, there is nothing but that red mist, who do you want me to fight with!?"

"Shaoxia, the above regulations are this, please don't embarrass the villain!"

Zhang Lingyun, who was confused by the aggrieved demeanor of the waiter, slowly turned his body and looked back, and sure enough, he found the strangeness of the strange red mist.

The red mist that had lost its target no longer spread, as if it was controlled by some kind of energy, and began to gather in one place at a speed that could be distinguished by the naked eye.

"Beautiful! It's a magical country, and that's okay!?"

Zhang Lingyun, who was shocked by all this in front of him, no longer knew how to describe his mood at the moment.

Zhang Lingyun put down the two senior brothers in front of the inner servant, and returned to the competition venue alone, his body still floating in the void, waving his hand to draw a talisman in the void.

"Ling Yun, that red mist always has corrosive ability, what are you going to do?"

"Let's try to destroy it first, do you have any good ideas!?"

In the face of Chiyan's question, Zhang Lingyun unreservedly said what he thought in his heart, and at the same time, he was full of expectations to get some hints from everyone.

"If that red mist can't be destroyed, we can only find a way to collect him!"

The phoenix feather vulture, who had not spoken for a long time, said a little helplessly about the final result of discussing with the many demon beasts in the 'Linglong Pagoda', and his face was full of unpleasant expression.

"This thing can even corrupt my spiritual power barrier, I really don't know if I can control it!?"

The red mist that had already filled a radius of tens of meters had already closed to three meters in less than half an hour.

Faerda, whose physical body was intact, and several monks who had turned into white bones, and the slightly broken but still standing spiritual barrier were all re-revealed.

At this moment, Zhang Lingyun raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he activated all the talismans in the void with a wave of his hand.

"Whew, whew......!"

In an instant, dozens of talismans evolved and formed in the void, huge fireballs containing pure spiritual power, dancing with crimson flames, ready to create their own value at any time.

Zhang Lingyun did not rush to attack with the driving fireball, but released the power of spiritual consciousness to establish a connection with the sea of knowledge.

Turning dozens of fist-sized spiritual power balls, they were released from the spiritual veins after extreme compression, and forcibly injected into the scorching fireballs.

In the blink of an eye, the fireball that was originally full of spiritual power had turned into a large fireball one meter square under Zhang Lingyun's condensation and fusion.

Dozens of fireballs were driven by Zhang Lingyun and divided into two waves, half of which slowly fell and floated on the ground, slowly circling around the red mist.

The other half was constructed by Zhang Lingyun into a dense circular fireball net, which was closely connected to the rotating fireball by falling from a high altitude to cover the last exit of the red mist.

"Well, how do you collect it next!?"

Zhang Lingyun sighed deeply, his eyes swept back and forth, looking at the ball of spiritual power standing not far away, protecting Senior Brother Feng, Zhang Lingyun flashed in his mind in vain, and flew to the side of the junior brother.

Zhang Lingyun waved his hand and pressed against the spiritual power barrier, releasing a strand of spiritual power that controlled dense spiritual power, and slowly opened a gap with the width of his palm.

"Third Senior Brother, is the battle over? Why can't I move, and when can I get out?"

"Senior brother, don't worry, when your body can move, we will win the game completely! Now give me the spirit of that Faerda first!"

Hearing a series of questions from Senior Brother Feng, Zhang Lingyun's brows became more and more furrowed, and he simply comforted the junior brother with a few words, and Zhang Lingyun explained the main purpose of finding someone this time.

"Senior brother, this monk's soul is very strange, as if he has lost his soul, not only stupid but also very timid!"

Locked in the spiritual power barrier that isolated everything, Zhang Lingfeng, who had nothing to do, shifted his attention to the transparent ball in his hand containing the Faerda Divine Soul.

At first, Zhang Lingfeng thought that this Faerda's spirit was deliberately pretending to be stupid.

But as his words continued to provoke and coerce, Farda's weak spirit trembled and sobbed in a low voice.

made Zhang Lingfeng have to believe that there was irreversible major damage to Farda's soul.

"It's okay, I didn't want him to live anyway!"

Taking the transparent ball handed out by Senior Brother Feng, Zhang Lingyun released his spiritual power again and restored the spiritual power barrier to its original state to ensure the absolute safety of the junior brother.

"Ahh......h

Zhang Lingyun clenched the transparent ball in his hand and shook it vigorously a few times, looking at the light spots that emitted halos in it.

As the little junior brother said, he began to tremble slightly, and let out a frightened exclamation, and couldn't help but straighten his arms in disgust, so that the ball was far away from him.

"Sand Cat, that corrosive red mist should be the masterpiece of this 'spell master' Falda, is there any way to tell me how to crack it?"

"Wouldn't it be nice to create an illusion, how hard could it be!?"

As soon as the Thousand-Faced Sand Cat's voice fell, the two great powers of Chiyan and Feng Yu Winding Vulture cast disgusted eyes one after another, and the Thousand-faced Sand Cat's face was full of inexplicability, and he didn't know what he was wrong with.

At this time, Zhang Lingyun tried his best to stabilize the fluctuations of spiritual power around him, abandoning distracting thoughts and slowly releasing a wisp of spiritual power.

Then Zhang Lingyun's body faintly overflowed with an incomparably soft halo, and strange changes began to appear on the unusually clean bluestone slab beside him.

As if it had been specially commanded, the wisps of aura shuttled through the void to construct physical objects, gradually condensing a large aura of nearly half a meter, and the passage to Zhang Lingyun's sea space was completed.

Zhang Lingyun suddenly opened his eyes, waved his hand and threw out the ball containing the Farda Divine Soul, which went straight into the aura.

"Got it, speed off the sea space!"

Then Chi Yan's exclamation sounded, and Zhang Lingyun immediately reined in the power of the spiritual consciousness that was released, and successfully erased the existence of the aura at the critical moment when the power of countless spiritual consciousness was about to be covered.

Zhang ...... Insult...... You little bastard, you know how dangerous it was just now!"

"It's not a last resort, don't expose your hole cards! It's just a red mist, just try more attack methods!"

As soon as Chiyan's reproach fell, the phoenix feather vulture also followed sternly, and the thousand-faced sand cat instantly understood the seriousness of the matter, and directly took the ball and stood on tiptoe to hide in the distance.

"Rest assured! they're not as fast as me!"

Although the two of them were blaming themselves, Zhang Lingyun, who heard these words of alternative concern, still showed a knowing smile, and an inexplicable warmth emerged from the bottom of his heart.

After a short episode, Red Flame and Phoenix Feather Meander came to the thousand-faced sand cat in a flash, startling the sand cat who was just about to cast a spell, and his two hands stopped in the air awkwardly.

"Squeeze out the useful information, if it is useless, it will directly destroy his soul!"

Chi Yan's ruthless and decisive style of action was immediately recognized by the phoenix feather condor, and the thousand-faced sand cat watched the two of them make a decision in harmony with each other, so he had to nod obediently.

The soul of ordinary people is usually located in the most important position of the body, but now that Faerda's soul has been taken out by Zhang Lingyun, the thousand-faced sand cat has directly saved a lot of effort.

At this time, the thousand-faced sand cat continued to release the power of its spiritual consciousness and poured into the ball of light, making Farda's soul more and more drowsy, and then arranged a large-scale illusion scene around the ball of light.

Although this Faerda spirit is a little stupid, the thousand-faced sand cat still meticulously carves every detail, even the speed of the sun and the wind blows.

Including the way the characters speak in it, they are carefully designed, for fear that a small mistake will arouse Falda's alarm and affect the next action.

In the illusion carefully set up by the Thousand Faced Sand Cats, Faerda came to participate as a disciple of the 'Zhengyi Sect', and he watched as the opposing monk cast a 'spell' and tortured his fellow disciples to death.

When the monk was to be the leader, when the corrosive red mist was displayed, the last senior brother was also trapped, and Faerda finally couldn't bear it anymore and killed the Quartet.

Falda knocked everyone to the ground, waved the long sword in his hand as if abused, leaving sword marks all over the body of the monk who cast the spell, pressing the monk who was the leader to come to the red mist, and threw the person into it without humanity.

At this moment, there was a jaw-dropping scene in the illusion, the extremely corrosive red mist, like a flowing thick liquid, slowly blended into the body of the monk who cast the spell.

The monk's body, which had completely absorbed the red mist, turned into a huge ball, and when it swelled to a certain extent, it suddenly burst open, and the absorbed red mist also exploded with the monk's body, and disappeared inexplicably.

"Found a way!"

Such a well-crafted illusion scene layout made the thousand-faced sand cat as if it had just finished a big battle, exhausted.

The thousand-faced sand cat, who had just converged on his spiritual sense, took the tea handed by the phoenix feather vulture, drank it all, released his spiritual sense again, and informed Zhang Lingyun of the results of the illusion.

"Sure enough, it's perverted, it's cruel and tyrannical when it casts, and the way to crack it is so perverted and bad!"

Zhang Lingyun, who learned the solution, silently glanced at the 'Si Yongzhai' in the distance, and then looked at the distance between the fireball that had been half-corroded and Faerda, and sighed helplessly.

"Ling Yun, if you do this in public, even if you win the game, you may be despised by everyone!"

"Yes, time is still abundant, let's think of another way!"

Hearing about the process of breaking the red mist, Red Flame and Phoenix Feather Vulture both showed their worries, and asked Zhang Lingyun to think twice about what to do.

"There are gains and losses, this Faerda can do such a field, I can't let him underestimate it!"

After thinking about the pros and cons for a short time, Zhang Lingyun slowly retracted his fingers and clenched them into fists, suddenly released the spiritual power around his body, and drew a cloud talisman in the void with a wave of his hand, and threw it out quickly.

The talisman that was already drawn by spiritual power, coupled with Zhang Lingyun's intention, was like an invisible arc when it crossed the void, except for some powerful powers, few people could detect Zhang Lingyun's movements.

Zhang Lingyun released a wisp of spiritual sense, driving the talisman to successfully attach to Faerda, and slowly floated towards him as if walking.

In order not to be over-judged by others for his next bloody behavior, Zhang Lingyun pretended to be controlled by others as Faerda's figure kept getting closer, and his body trembled constantly.

"What's going on? That monk has broken through the shackles of the little Taoist priest and is ready to fight back!?"

"That Taoist priest is about to win, when was he controlled?"

"What's the situation! It's going to end right away and come here, can this little Taoist priest do it!?"

Many Fanbang envoys who did not know the truth of Si Yongzhai were shocked by the shocking reversal in the field, and they talked to each other about whether the winner of this competition would change.

"Ahh......h

At this time, Zhang Lingyun's limbs straightened, and he let out an extremely miserable roar, and suddenly waved his arm to drive several fireballs that sealed the red mist and smashed them towards Farda.

At the same time, Zhang Lingyun controlled Faerda's body, and turned around and squatted down as if he had no time to dodge.

The huge impact of several fireballs directly knocked Faerda into the air, and because of its unique dodging action, Faerda was like a leather ball, rolling more than ten meters in succession to stabilize his body.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa......"

Just when Zhang Lingyun was concentrating on his own thoughts, he was forced to kill his opponent, and there was no red mist capped by fireballs, and he stretched out a tentacle that was only as thick as an arm.

Zhang Lingyun, who found such a different appearance, saw that Faerda's body had been burned to the point of blood blisters, and he didn't dare to delay, so he strengthened the power of spiritual sense again, and drove Faerda's body to float towards him.

"I won't let you get away with it!"

Zhang Lingyun, whose little heart was beating wildly, watched the red mist tentacles slowly poking towards him, and immediately showed that he was under some kind of threat, constantly twisting his body.

When Farda got close enough, Zhang Lingyun drove several fireballs to stimulate together, knocking Farda away again.

and control the Cloud Talisman to change direction, causing Farda to fall impartially and into the red mist without a fireball seal.

The red mist tentacles, which were less than a meter away from Zhang Lingyun, seemed to have received some kind of summoning, and they quickly retracted.

Zhang Lingyun pursed the corners of his mouth when he saw this scene, suddenly lifted the cloud talisman on his chest, and fell in vain two meters from the ground.

Before everyone could react to this series of strange phenomena, Zhang Lingyun, who was prostrate on the ground, suddenly waved his arm, driving all the fireballs to rearrange and combine them, sealing the exit above the red mist.

"Beautiful! Lingyun, if you don't want to cultivate immortals one day, you can make a fortune with this unique skill!"

"To tell you the truth, if it weren't for the fact that your sea space is so calm, I really suspect that you have just been controlled!"

Feng Yu and Chi Yan didn't expect Zhang Lingyun to come up with this method, if they hadn't released the power of spiritual consciousness throughout the whole process, or if they knew that Fa'erda's divine soul had been lost.

Even if the real power is present, he will be impressed by Zhang Lingyun's superb performance, and I believe that Farda's death is definitely to blame!

"Alas...... It's really tiring to be alive, little Lingyun, what should I do next!?"

"With fireballs as a cover, those people can't see Faerda's death, it's a good thing for me and for the 'Zhengyi Sect'......!

The question of the thousand-faced sand cat just reminded Zhang Lingyun that when the game is over, many people will inevitably come to ask.

Zhang Lingyun, who had always hated this kind of activity, once again released his spiritual power to pour into the fireball, and at the same time released a wisp of spiritual consciousness to rush to the spiritual power barrier that enveloped Senior Brother Feng.

When he watched the spiritual power silk begin to dissipate, Zhang Lingyun tried his best to recall the symptoms before fainting, pretending to be spiritually exhausted, and his body trembled slightly and fell to the ground.

"Third Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother......!"

Hearing Senior Brother Feng's voice, Zhang Lingyun immediately relaxed, and his spiritual consciousness gave up control of his physical body and poured into the sea of consciousness space.

"Xiao Lingyun, you are simply what I have seen...... The best liar!"

Although this is a derogatory statement, it ...... I'm very useful!"

Facing the evil smile on the face of the thousand-faced sand cat, Zhang Lingyun responded with great ease, and for a while, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became cheerful.

Everyone discussed Zhang Lingyun's last scene of pretending to be dizzy, and it was not until the thousand-faced sand cat put out Faerda's spirit that everyone quieted down again.

"When I extracted this monk's soul again, I found that there was still a child's soul in my body, and he ......!"

Zhang Lingyun briefly recounted the tragic experience of the little boy, and when he just wanted to tell everyone to destroy the Faerda Divine Soul, so as not to cause trouble to the world again, the phoenix feather condor couldn't help but put it away.