Mount Meru grew larger and larger in mid-air, completely enveloping Feng Zhaochen in it. There is no doubt that in a breath at most, Feng Zhaochen will be crushed into pieces by this mountain dozens of feet high.

"Boom!"

In the loud earth-shattering noise, countless dust rose into the sky, Lu Ze was very experienced, and a magic trick was used to block all this dust in a space of several zhang in a radius. Otherwise, it would not be good to impact the cultivators of some sixth-level major sects and cause their displeasure and cause extraneous branches.

Tears rolled in Duguyan's eyes, and she felt powerless and blamed herself for not being able to prevent the tragedy from happening. Although she had nothing to do with Feng Zhaochen, and the other party's sect even wanted to attack Haofeng Academy for a time, after all, the two major sects had already reconciled. Feng Zhaochen is a monk from the Southern Regions like her, and everyone has fought side by side before, so she really can't accept such a tragic death.

"If Brother Cao were here, he would definitely not let people bully the monks of the Southern Regions like this. I don't know why, Dugu Yan suddenly thought of Cao Fan at this time.

"That kid isn't dead!"

At this time, the "Senior Brother Xi" of the Great Feather Divine Palace suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed in one direction and said in surprise.

Lu Ze fixed his eyes, and sure enough, a hundred feet away from them, Feng Zhaochen was thanking an old man with a rosacea nose full of gratitude.

This Mount Meru is a low-grade spiritual weapon, and when attacking, it is extremely difficult for the locked enemy's body to move, not to mention that he obviously beckoned his junior brother Xi Hongfang to use the trapping technique to restrain the other party, and there is no way for him to escape so easily.

Could it be the one who came to the rescue of this unsightly rosacea-nosed old man?

No matter what happened just now, Lu Ze must kill Feng Zhaochen today. With both hands in his hands, Mount Meru had rapidly shrunk and soared into the air again.

Since this old ghost likes to be nosy, let him die with this kid!

In just an instant, Mount Meru flew above Feng Zhaochen's head again.

Lu Ze's junior brother Xi Hongfang cast a spell again, and at the same time launched a trapping technique against the old man with rosacea and Feng Zhaochen.

Countless rattans rose from the soles of the two of them, wrapping them tightly. In this case, almost everyone knows that the two are dead this time.

Only the white-clothed Song Yi of Chiyanmen sneered, just now he didn't see clearly the old man's action to save people. With the other party's skills, the combined strength of the two people of the Great Feather Divine Palace may not be able to help him at all.

At this moment, I saw the figure suddenly swaying back and forth a few times, and then Xi Hongyi shouted in horror: "No!"

Then his voice was swallowed up by the earth-shattering sound of Mount Meru crashing on the ground.

"It's time to die this time!"

Lu Ze muttered to himself with a hideous face.

"Senior Brother Xi, it was Senior Brother Xi who was suppressed!"

The "Senior Sister Chang" suddenly screamed.

"What!"

Lu Ze turned his head in disbelief to look at where Xi Hongfang had been, but saw that it was the old man with a rosacea and a shocked look on his face.

"No!"

Lu Ze was furious and frantically pinched, shrinking the magic weapon of Mount Meru again and rising from the ground.

This time he didn't even pay attention to casting spells to block the flying dust, and many monks in the vicinity were all affected. Fortunately, these people's cultivation is not weak, and they just slightly agitated their momentum to block the dust in front of them a few feet in front of them. Even so, many of them already showed displeasure.

What can be seen is that the ground pressed by Mount Meru is at least three zhang deep, and there is a small human-shaped pit at the bottom, and Xi Hongfang is lying in it in shock.

The reason why he was not crushed into meat sauce was because he was wearing a life-saving spiritual weapon "Life-Continuation Armor", which could withstand a fatal serious injury for him. Even so, he was hit hard by this Mount Meru, and most of his bones were shattered, and this trial of stepping on the empty suspension bridge was wasted.

Xi Hongfang didn't even understand what was going on until now, and inexplicably arrived at the location attacked by Mount Meru and almost lost his life.

Lu Ze's eyes glared at the rosacea-nosed old man, his gaze could almost eat people. By now, no matter how much he is, he knows that all this is the ghost of this dead old man.

After a few breaths, Xi Hongfang had been carried out of the pit by Lu Ze and his junior sister Chang Jinzhen. Lu and Chang were busy feeding Xi Hongfang healing pills and healing injuries, and they didn't pay attention to Feng Zhaochen and the rosacea old man.

In fact, the two were afraid and didn't dare to provoke each other again.

Xi Hongfang's strength is only slightly inferior to Lu Ze, he can't hold a single move in the hands of others, Lu Ze just wants to fight hard and hold out for a few more rounds?

If he had known that this old ghost was so difficult to provoke, Lu Ze would not have sacrificed Mount Meru to do something to him.

It's just that he chose to stop fighting, but the rosacea old man refused to give up, and the next moment the other party had already walked over tremblingly.

"You...... What are you going to do?" asked Lu Ze with a trembling voice.

"My old man is timid, I was so frightened by your mountain just now, my waist twisted, and I couldn't walk. You say what's going on. Cao Fan said with an old-fashioned look.

Lu Ze had already scolded Cao Fan's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart. Can you still be scared to death with this skill? It's almost the same as scaring people to death. It's just that he dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, so he could only take out a storage bag and say with a smile: "The younger generation has no eyes, this is a little heart, and he should make amends." ”

Cao Fan glanced at the contents of the storage bag, sighed and said, "When you are old, there are always people who treat the old man as a flower." ”

Lu Ze gritted his teeth, added some more things to the storage bag, and handed it to Cao Fan again.

"Hey, if my waist is twisted, I have to buy some tonic medicine to eat, which will cost a lot. Cao Fan still shook his head.

Lu Ze wanted to cry without tears, this old ghost was also ruthless, he had more than half of his net worth, and it was not enough.

Feeling that the rosacea old man looked a little impatient, Lu Ze turned his heart sideways and added a lot of things to the storage bag, and then handed it to the other party again with a painful face.

Cao Fan took the storage bag with some reluctance, reached out and patted Lu Ze's shoulder, and said meaningfully: "In this world, some old people can't touch it. ”

Lu Ze instinctively wanted to dodge Cao Fan's hand, but found that he couldn't dodge at all. With such a difference in strength, it is ridiculous that he wanted to grind the other party into a pulp before.

At this moment, the two Thoughtless Stone Tablets, which had been lit up, dimmed almost simultaneously.

All the monks in the room were in good spirits at once, and as you know, the people inside had finally finished their assessment.

Then came the crucial moment of competing for the opportunity of the Nian Monument.