Chen Daozi was furious, and he was about to get up and forcibly operate his spiritual power, and the dragon pattern mark on his back was vivid, ready to come out.

The whole person seemed to be cast in gold, and a golden dragon loomed behind Chen Daozi.

However, before the golden dragon phantom on Chen Daozi's back could condense and form, it dissipated again, and Chen Daozi fell heavily to the ground, completely losing his ability to resist.

Under the anger of his heart, Chen Daozi strengthened his spiritual power, causing the spiritual root to be damaged and he completely fainted.

Xie Junhua recalled the rising momentum of Chen Daozi and the terrifying golden dragon phantom on his back, and he was horrified, if he was hit by Chen Daozi's blow, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

A trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes, and a poisonous mosquito flew out of his cuff, buzzing and flying towards Chen Daozi.

The poisonous mosquito was getting closer and closer to the unconscious Chen Daozi, and Xie Junhua's face also showed a treacherous smile that had succeeded in his plan. Suddenly, a snapping sound came, Li Qingyun let go of his palm and said in surprise: "Oh, what a big mosquito!"

Xie Junhua's face changed greatly, and his heart was dripping blood. This mutant poisonous mosquito was cultivated by countless heavenly and earthly treasures, and it can kill people invisibly. Jumping like thunder, he pointed at Li Qingyun and said, "Do you know what you shot to death?"

Li Qingyun, who was full of puzzlement, put the poisonous mosquito in his hand between his fingers and asked, "Mosquito, what else can it be?" and then threw it casually, and threw the mutant poisonous mosquito down Qingyuan Peak and fell under the abyss.

"You, you, you are so bold, you dare to insult me like this!

Li Qingyun ignored the angry Xie Junhua, helped Chen Daozi on the ground aside, and continued to inject the chaotic aura into his body.

Under the inspection of the chaotic aura, the spiritual veins in Chen Daozi's body were almost shattered, the entire spiritual root was about to disperse, the spiritual sea dried up, and the five internal organs were damaged to varying degrees.

Fortunately, Li Qingyun's chaotic aura has the ability to repair, and under Li Qingyun's infusion of chaotic spiritual power regardless of the cost, Chen Daozi finally woke up leisurely.

Li Qingyun asked with concern: "Senior brother, you can rest in peace and recuperate from your injuries." When I teach that person a lesson for you, let's have another spirit stone. ”

Chen Daozi kept shaking his head, and his breath was weakly dissuaded: "Senior brother, don't be strong, that Xiaoyao Palace disciple is full of countless secret treasures, beware of his plot." ”

"Don't worry, brother. While you were in a coma, Elder Guo secretly told me that he had been exhausted from fighting against his senior brother before.

Now it's just the end of the crossbow, I'm just going up to pick up your leak, senior brother. Li Qingyun patted Chen Daozi's hands, turned his head, and the tenderness in his eyes instantly switched to coldness.

"Senior Brother Xie Junhua, Senior Brother, my Qingyuan Dao Palace miscellaneous disciple Lin Feng, has responded to the battle. Please also ask the senior brother to be merciful later. Li Qingyun jumped into the fighting arena and hugged Xie Junhua with his fist.

Xie Junhua, who was still angry, smiled evilly: "Don't worry, rest assured, I will definitely cherish my junior brother more." ”

All the disciples who watched the battle felt sorry for Li Qingyun, although a miscellaneous disciple said that his courage was commendable and he dared to fight against Xie Junhua, a disciple of the inner sect of the Xiaoyao Palace, but the huge gap between the two was insurmountable, and there was a world of difference.

Xie Junhua, who withdrew and moved, was like a ghost, unpredictable, and took out a bronze mirror inlaid with precious jade in his hand, and a beam of red light shone out, making Li Qingyun slow and unable to move.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Lin Feng, this is the secret treasure of my Xiaoyao Palace, the monk who is covered by this treasure light, his spiritual power is not running smoothly, his actions are slow, and he can only be slaughtered by others!" After saying that, Xie Junhua's palm was like a knife, and he slashed straight towards Li Qingyun's face.

Li Qingyun looked frightened, but it was difficult to get out, and he was struck by Xie Junhua with a palm knife.

The scene of the head breaking and bleeding that many of the disciples who watched the battle expected did not happen, but Xie Junhua seemed to be split on an unbreakable and indestructible dark iron stone, the entire palm was congested and red, and the treasure mirror in his hand also fell to the ground.

Li Qingyun looked frightened, and hurriedly said to Xie Junhua, who was covering his palms: "Thank you Senior Brother for your mercy." ”

However, everyone watching the battle knew that Xie Junhua was ruthless before, and he didn't mean to keep his hand at all, but the effect of this hand knife was minimal.

A disciple said loudly: "It seems that in the previous battle, this Xie Junhua had already been seriously injured, and he just held on." It's really a shame to die and live to suffer, and now even a miscellaneous disciple can't compare. ”

Xie Junhua heard the criticism of everyone in the audience, and boundless anger surged in his heart, and he was bound to break Li Qingyun's body into pieces. He took out a picture scroll from his bosom again, and there were immortals waving swords, dragons and phoenixes singing in unison, and hundreds of beasts kneeling.

Xie Junhua aimed the scroll at Li Qingyun, and the whole scroll seemed to come to life, and the sword-wielding immortal continued to urge the sword of the Dao to split the golden stone and attack Li Qingyun's chest. Li Qingyun was terrified, and saw that these countless sword rays hit his chest one by one.

Li Qingyun is still unscathed.

The entire Doufa Arena fell into a death-like silence for a while, and the power of this huge countless sword rays hit Li Qingyun's body like a cotton needle, and it was not painful or itchy.

At this time, everyone watching the battle was even more convinced that Xie Junhua had already received serious injuries, and it would only make some sounds and light spells that seemed to be extremely powerful and terrifying, but in fact they were nothing more than Er'er. A disciple coaxed underground and said, "Xie Junhua, admit defeat!"

Li Qingyun, who is now at the peak of the Heavenly Dao Forging Body Technique and the I Ching Cutting Realm, is completely ignorant of this kind of spiritual weapon bombardment in the spiritual enlightenment period, and he can't even think of hurting a single of his fur.

And he reported himself to be a miscellaneous disciple, no one would doubt that a miscellaneous disciple's physique was strong enough to ignore the bombardment of the Dao magic power of the monks of the Ming Dynasty, believing that he could really defeat Xie Junhua.

Xie Junhua, who was so difficult to defeat him, a miscellaneous disciple, must have exhausted his spiritual power, was seriously injured, and it was difficult to continue, just forcibly holding on.

Xie Junhua's eyes were ruthless, and his gaze at Li Qingyun was full of murderous intent: "Okay, you forced me, let my new baby see blood today!"

To tell you the truth, I bought this thing from a disciple of the Sanbao Sect, and it has the power to destroy the heavens and the earth. I'll let you see my Heaven-Shaking Drum!"

In a look of envy, Xie Junhua proudly took out a tattered drum, and looked at Li Qingyun's eyes as if he was looking at a dead man. The hands kept beating on the small drum, and a breath of evil rose from the drum to the sky.

Li Qingyun shook his head and sighed secretly: This Xie Junhua really has to come over to give away someone's head. How could he not accept such a good intention.

The evil aura emitted by Xie Junhua's hand, which was called the Heaven Shaking Drum, was actually disguised by a chaotic aura hidden by Li Qingyun in the drum. Chaos is ever-changing, and Li Qingyun's chaotic aura can also simulate various breaths under manipulation.

Li Qingyun's mind moved slightly, and the Linghai Dao Lotus shook slightly, and he reconnected with the chaotic aura in the drum. The sky-high aura in the air that was like a substance suddenly swooped down from the top of Xie Junhua's head.

Li Qingyun manipulated this wisp of chaotic aura to rampage through Xie Junhua's body, as if entering a no-man's land, directly shattering the top-grade fire spirit root in Xie Junhua's body, and severing the countless spiritual vein routes in his body.

Xie Junhua was hit hard by this, his whole body trembled constantly, and bright red and hideous blood beads continued to ooze from the surface of his skin, which was particularly terrifying and terrifying. With his knees bent, he knelt directly on the fighting field, just facing Chen Daozi, who was meditating and pranayama.

Li Qingyun stepped forward and leaned into Xie Junhua's ear and said, "Senior brother, do you know? ”

A flash of yellow light flashed from Li Qingyun's chest, and Xie Junhua's whole person was robbed of his soul by the Soul Devouring Root, and he collapsed to the ground, his eyes were empty and godless, but he couldn't say half a sentence anymore, and his soul was destroyed, leaving only a shell.

Li Qingyun got up and said in all directions: "The fighting method is originally the pleasure of entertainment and exchange at the real person ceremony, and today Senior Brother Xie Junhua of the Xiaoyao Palace did not hesitate to exhaust the essence of the soul in the fighting method, which really made the junior brother embarrassed. After speaking, he walked down the fighting arena alone and returned to Chen Daozi's side.

The elders on the fighting field waited until the fighting method was completed, then slowly fell, and after a careful inspection, they found that Xie Junhua's soul was all gone, and there was no possibility of survival. With his palm behind him, he gave Li Qingyun a thumbs up.

Previously, due to the identity of the sect elder, he couldn't stop it, so he could only watch Xie Junhua plot against Chen Daozi with a secret weapon. Now that this Xiaoyao Palace disciple was stimulated by Li Qingyun, he was eaten by the treasure and died, but he couldn't blame others, and he naturally loved Li Qingyun as a disciple more and more in his heart.

The disciples of Xiaoyao Palace, under the leadership of Meng Xin, brought Xie Junhua's body back, staring at Li Qingyun's back, with hatred in his eyes that could not be hidden.

The first day of the real ceremony came to an end, and Li Qingyun returned to the fairy grass workshop, looking forward to the arrival of Jieyang grass tomorrow.