Jian Xuan is the young master of the Phantom Mussel clan, although there is no well-known proud record, but the title of the first person of the same generation of the Phantom Mussel clan is not obtained by virtue of the identity of the young master, under the fair skin, it is a strong and outrageous physique and body, so that Jian Zhu is deflated again and again under his hands, and he can't win.

"Are you about to reach the peak of the Void Realm?"

Hei Ling sneered: "I'll let you see, a flower-like Ling Void Realm like you in a greenhouse is not worthy of being compared to a Ling Void Realm like me that was cultivated from the sea of corpses and people!"

Hei Ling and Jian Huan can be said to be face to face, the voice was still very weak at first, but as it spread out in all directions, it actually sounded like thunder in Jian Huan's ears!

Jian Xuan was unmoved, as if the wind in his ears was still light, and the soles of his feet stepped forward, no matter how much strength Hei Ling could remove him, the war intent in his eyes flickered, and he was unstoppable with one punch.

Forced to retreat, Hei Ling did not panic, but said coldly: "Relying only on brute force, it seems that I overestimate you!"

The fist covered by the black scale armor suddenly seemed like liquid flowing water, Hei Ling's eyes suddenly shrank, and his entire right arm turned into a black stream of water, wrapping around the phantom arm.

Hei Ling pinched his left hand in front of him and said, "Beam!"

On the illusory arm, a series of sonic booms came out from the black water stream, even if the illusory arm exerted force, the green tendons had already burst out, and they were still restrained and could not move, as if they had cut off their own arms.

The shrinking black water had already embedded itself in the illusory arm, and Hei Ling's eyes showed a strange light, and he sneered: "I know that your Phantom Clam clan has magical powers, you can try it on me." ”

The body of the black scale python is like water, soft and can change its shape at will, and now one hand will bind the illusion, Hei Ling opened his mouth, and the snake-shaped runes suddenly filled the surroundings, each rune exuded a cold breath that made the soul cold, and it did not force the immovable illusion for the first time, but flashed with black light, and swam in a vortex behind Hei Ling!

In an instant, all the serpentine runes were connected, and in the rotating vortex, a purple python head appeared, and the strange purple light in his eyes filled the competition field, and as the giant python opened its mouth and let out a roar, the illusory soul began to tremble, wanting to float towards the python's mouth with the purple light.

The second elder looked solemn, "Soul Devouring!"

Just like the Phantom Mussel clan has two innate talents, Zhulian and Bihe, the black-scaled python can not only swallow mountains and seas, but also swallow people's souls and kill people invisibly.

The illusory soul had already left the body, and Hei Ling was in a state of pride, when he suddenly felt that all his internal organs were trembling, and the whole person was like a stone that had been thrown out, flying in the air.

The Jian Phantom who was restrained by him began to smile at him, and then slowly dissipated, and where Hei Ling was standing just now, Jian Phantom retracted his arm and stood quietly, from beginning to end, this was his first shot.

Hei Ling's expression changed greatly, he stared at Jian Illusion directly, and said slowly: "Illusion!"

From the moment the two of them met, Jian Ling had already dragged Hei Ling into the illusion he had created, so Hei Ling seemed to have the upper hand just now, but in fact he was just talking to the air.

Hei Ling put away the contemptuous look just now, if you want to win, then you can't be in the illusion of hard art, Hei Ling raised his head and shouted, wisps of black gas submerged into the air from his body, like ink dripping into the clear water, the sky was like being splashed with ink, and the black was depressing.

Hei Ling shouted: "Ink kill!"

Integrating his own demonic qi into the heavens and the earth, the demonic qi tumbling above the test field was viscous, and then it was like the sky had broken a big hole, and the black viscous demonic qi poured down like a waterfall.

Hei Ling sneered, "I see how you cast your illusion this time!"

The black viscous demonic aura carries a corrosiveness, this is the venom of the black scale python, Hei Ling is not impressed, on this black liquid, his speed is faster, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the front of Jian Phantom who has been submerged in black liquid, his arm is extended, and his palm flows into a sharp shape, through the black liquid, he wants to pierce Jian Phantom through!

A dazzling white light suddenly flashed in the black liquid, and Hei Ling seemed to have stabbed some hard object, and his palm was deformed again, but this time, it was deformed because of injury.

The black liquid receded in all directions, revealing an illusory figure.

The brilliance on the crystal clam wings behind him flowed, the solid illusion at this moment was inviolable, the black liquid retreated with his pace, and he couldn't get close, the solid illusion stepped on Hei Ling's bruised palm under his feet, and the surging demonic qi was released, and the black liquid was washed away, and Jian Xuan said: "You are not my opponent, admit defeat!"

"Why do you think I've lost?"

In the illusion of surprise, Hei Ling cut off his extended arm with one hand, and black blood spurted out, but just like the tail of a gecko, the arm grew back in an instant.

Hei Ling's aura had already dropped, and seeing Hei Ling's pale face smiling at him, Jian Xuan snorted coldly, since he didn't admit defeat, the Black Scale Python had insulted their clan many times, he had to let them see that the Phantom Mussel clan was not something that anyone could insult!

The sturdy illusion of his steps suddenly became unstable, and the scene in front of him staggered.

"Hahaha, what's in front of you is blurry, isn't it?"

Jian Xuan could no longer stand steadily, knelt on one knee, and even if he closed his eyes, he felt like the world was spinning.

"It's not illusion, is it poison?"

Jianhuan couldn't hold on any longer, and fell down.

"Young master!"

When the Phantom Mussels from the outside world saw Jian Phantom fall to the ground, they all spoke out worried about him.

Hei Ling came to Jian Huan, stepped on the top of Jian Huan's head as Jian Huan stepped on his arm just now, and said with a smile: "I can't even tell who wins and who loses, I think you might as well die." ”

Jian Xuan was unconscious, and said with difficulty: "I am under the wall, and it is impossible to be poisoned by all laws, why is it?"

Hei Ling sneered: "Fool, how can I not know the magical power of your clan, although you can not invade all laws and make my venom ink useless, but you don't know, it seems that you have already washed away the venom, but in fact, the venom has long been mixed into the air, and the "ten thousand laws do not invade" of the wall, it seems that you can't prevent this!"

"I won't talk so much about you, the dying man. ”

Hei Ling's eyes changed, and he was about to crush the illusory head with one kick, and suddenly, the illusory figure under his feet disappeared out of thin air.

Hei Yu looked at the second elder who had rescued Jian Xuan, and said coldly: "You have to meddle in the affairs of the juniors, it's really embarrassing, I think you and I should go in and have a try?"

The second elder asked Jian Xuan to be sent down to heal his wounds, and then said in a cold voice: "It's because our skills are not as good as others, do you have to let the young master of my clan die!"

Kuroku got up, "Young master?"

He shouted: "On the battlefield, won't the young master die?

"Life and death are fate, if you lose, you lose, don't use any identity as an excuse not to die, in the battlefield, do you say that he is the young master, and the human race will show mercy, impossible, he will only die first, the first to die!"

The demonic aura on the black body was like a muddy river, turbulent and turbulent, and the sound exploded like muffled thunder on the top of the Treasure Bead Mountain.

"My demon clan doesn't need any young masters, what my demon clan needs is people who dare to crush some young masters under their feet!"

Echoing his father, Hei Ling also said loudly: "Hei Ling has no ruthless intentions, but our demon clan doesn't need any competition to temper, I implore the next person on the stage to fight me to the death!"

"Good, good!"

Jin Huo said three good words in one breath, "No wonder you can capture the Twin Mountains, the black scale python really has something outstanding, the second elder, in my opinion, in the next competition, it is better to follow what Brother Hei Yu said, divide the victory and defeat, and also determine life and death, how about it?"

Jian Xuan is now seriously injured, and the Phantom Mussel clan has already lost, the second elder glanced at Hei Ling with cold eyes, "Since Brother Jin Huo has spoken, then from the next game, it will be a life-and-death duel!"

Hei Ling moved his body and said with a smile: "The Phantom Clam clan has already lost, who else is willing to enter the field to teach next?"

No one in the audience dared to respond, all ethnic groups naturally had nothing to do with themselves, and if they won with the Sky Splitting Bow, they were at risk of losing their lives, who would go up?

No one responded to him, and the smile on Hei Ling's face was even stronger, frustrating the sharpness of the Phantom Clam clan, and he was able to get an innate spirit treasure, which was simply something for him to wake up with a smile in his dreams.

Suddenly, Hei Ling, who was glancing at him, was stunned, because the phantom clam boy who dared to oppose him in the middle of the mountain in the crowd actually looked at him, and his eyes did not have the slightest hint of fear.

"Don't be ashamed, who said that the Phantom Clam clan lost? Little black snake, complacent, look at me to take you!"

Brag unblushingly?

Hei Ling's strength is obvious to all, who is so confident to speak out?

When all the ethnic groups heard this, they saw a young man outside the banquet walking in eagerly, all curious.

The second elder saw Dong Nanyan coming, although he was pleased with his courage, but even Jian Xuan lost, the old man didn't think that Dong Nanyan, whose strength was slightly inferior to Jian Xuan, could win, if he lost to Hei Ling again, the face of the Phantom Mussel clan would be completely lost.

The second elder shouted to Dong Nanyan in secret words: "Go back, now is not the time for you to make a move, there is no need to rush the victory or defeat." ”

Originally, I thought that the disciples in the clan would know how to advance and retreat, but I never thought that Dong Nanyan nodded and smiled at the second elder and then took a step forward and stepped into the competition field.

"Brother Jianzhu!"

Jianlan said anxiously: "Brother Jianling, you quickly find a way to save Brother Jianzhu!"

The young man has already entered, and now there is no way for him to come out, Jianling sweated for Dong Yanyan in his heart, "Brother Jianzhu, you can't lose." ”

Hei Ling was really surprised and delighted, he didn't expect Dong Nanyan to enter the arena, he smiled and said: "Even your young master has lost, you still dare to come to the stage, do you have anything unique to teach?"

"Nope. ”

Dong Nanyan said calmly: "I'll kill you!"