Zhai Lao's purple flame phoenix talisman made many people feel palpitations.

Not only because of the huge power of this Purple Flame Fire Phoenix Talisman, but also because of Zhai Lao's accurate grasp of this huge power, after eliminating the power of the Frost Sky White Flame Talisman, the spiritual power of this Purple Flame Fire Phoenix Talisman almost did not leak at all, and it dissipated in the air appropriately.

From this point of view, at the moment when the talisman was just formed, as long as Zhai Lao had a murderous intent, everyone present would be shrouded in the Purple Flame Fire Phoenix Talisman.

This is exactly where many of the cultivators present felt palpitations.

Many people can't help but feel fortunate that this is just a competition, not a game of life and death.

"I'm not as old as Zhai. ”

Feng Lianggong bowed his hand to Zhai Rong very respectfully.

"Concession. ”

Zhai Rong nodded, and the opposite of the calm on his face was the anxiety in his heart about the depletion of the power of the divine soul.

A purple flame fire phoenix talisman almost exhausted the power of his small demigod soul, and consuming so much divine soul power in one breath had a great impact on his divine soul, if it wasn't for his firm mind, it was likely that he would have been counterattacked at this time.

But compared to this backlash, he was more worried about the next talisman.

Whether he draws a talisman or dismantles it, if he wants to win this talisman, the power of this talisman must not be weaker than the Purple Flame Fire Phoenix Talisman.

Not to mention another talisman that is not weaker than the Purple Flame Fire Phoenix Talisman, even if it is another Purple Flame Fire Phoenix Talisman, Zhai Rong feels that his divine soul is in danger of backlash.

The rune master was counterattacked because of the excessive consumption of the divine soul, and the soul was injured at the lightest, and the soul was directly degraded, and there was no immortal fate again.

Therefore, if you compare it again, for Zhairong, it is really a game of fate.

"Elder Zhai, it's not worth it to give up your path as a monk for the sake of a heavenly character. ”

Feng Lianggong suddenly turned to Zhai Rong as he left.

"Xie Lianggong's nephew cares, the head of the family has the grace of knowing me, it doesn't matter if it's worth it or not. ”

Despite the hesitation in his heart, Zhai Rong still answered without hesitation.

"Second brother, you are just a defeated general, how can you have the face to say this. ”

Sang Wuyun's eldest disciple, Xie Mingxuan, walked onto the perched platform.

Compared with Feng Lianggong, as soon as this Xie Mingxuan appeared, his hostility towards Zhai Rong was undisguised.

"Senior brother, I am a defeated subordinate, and I am looking forward to my brother's next performance. ”

Feng Lianggong seemed very indifferent.

Xie Mingxuan's appearance means that, as Sang Xiaoman guessed before, Sang Wuyun doesn't care about defeating Zhai Lao, but hopes to consume the other party's soul little by little.

What he wants is not only the victory or defeat of the Danshu Club, but also the fact that the whole Tianzi has no chance to turn over.

......

"In the last round, Sang Wuyun's side was defeated, and the eldest disciple Xie Mingxuan took over. ”

The nameless old man of the ancestral hall appeared on the platform again.

After speaking, he glanced at Zhai Rong and said:

If there is no objection, continue to throw the coin to determine who will draw the symbol. ”

"No ......"

"Wait. ”

Zhai Rong nodded, and just wanted to agree but was interrupted by Sang Xiaoman behind him.

"Miss, what are you?"

He looked at Sang Xiaoman puzzled.

"Elder Zhai, you rest and rest this round, let's change someone. ”

Sang Xiaomandao.

"Rest...... Rest, Miss, this is the Dan Book Club, not child's play. ”

Zhai Rong said in surprise.

"I don't have any child's play, even if I lose the Danshu Club, I can't let you risk the damage of your soul or even the danger of falling. ”

Sang Xiaoman's eyes insisted firmly.

"Miss, although the old man has no regrets in death! Even if he fights for his last breath, he will never give up the ancestral talisman of the heavenly lineage. ”

Zhai Rong's tone was quite tragic.

In fact, he also thinks so, even if he is desperate for the danger of falling, he has to fight a bloody way for Sang Xiaoman, and in his plan, he must at least force out Sang Wuyun.

"Elder Zhai, the important thing in the Tianzi vein is not the ancestral talisman, let alone the position of the head of the family, but you. ”

Sang Xiaoman looked at Zhai Rongdao seriously.

Regarding the worst outcome of the Danshu Society, Sang Xiaoman had long thought that in her opinion, the lost ancestral talisman and the lost inheritance could be regained, but only these living people could really not be saved after they died.

"But we don't have anyone to change. ”

Zhai Rong said helplessly.

"Miss, I know your strength very well, but you must not go now, they just made up their minds to drag you down!"

He immediately continued as if he had thought of something.

In his opinion, the only candidate who can be replaced on his side now is Sang Xiaoman.

"Not me. ”

Sang Xiaoman shook his head, then pointed to Chu Cheng and Sui Wei who were standing beside him:

"It's them. ”

Seeing that it was Chu Cheng and Sui Wei, the two clan elders, Zhai Rong immediately frowned and whispered to Sang Xiaoman:

"Miss, didn't you say these two people were suspicious?"

If you talk about strength alone, these two clan elders do have the power to fight, but the identities of these two people are too suspicious, and it is very likely that they have been bought by Sang Wuyun.

"If you want to believe me, do as I say. ”

Sang Xiaoman's eyes were very confident.

"Have you discussed it?

Just as Zhai Rong was hesitating, the nameless old man of the ancestral hall on the side suddenly opened his mouth and urged.

"Well, listen to the dispatches of the young lady. ”

Zhai Rong finally sighed and agreed.

"Let's make a substitution, I'll quit this game. ”

He said with some trepidation.

"And who's going to replace it?"

The nameless old man of the ancestral hall turned his head to look at Sang Xiaoman.

"In this game, Sui Wei, the old man of the Baozimai clan, replaced Zhai Lao. ”

Sang Xiaoman pointed to Sui Wei on the side.

Hearing this, the nameless old man of the ancestral hall nodded, and then said loudly:

This round of Zhairong withdrew, and the old Sui Wei of the Hugging Word Pulse faced Xie Mingxuan. ”

As soon as these words came out, the cultivators watching the battle on the other side of Wuyun Tower were in an uproar again.

Many people don't understand why Zhai Rong, who almost crushed Feng Lianggong in the last game, took the initiative to quit.

"It seems that the purple flame fire phoenix talisman has a lot of loss on the talisman's soul, and if Zhai Rong continues to fight, it is very likely that he will damage his body. ”

Zhang Wuji guessed.

"But there's no reason to quit halfway. ”

Xie Xuanchen was puzzled.

"The problem should be with those two clan elders, let's take a good look first, anyway, this trip is worth it. ”

Wen Huazi smiled and said.

While these people were discussing, Sang Wuyun and Ma Yu were also a little puzzled.

"I thought that Sang Xiaoman was not going to release these two people, this is a rush to the doctor?"

Ma Yu said in a low voice.

"I can't find a better way, I don't want to be exhausted, so I can only do this. ”

Sang Wuyun sneered.

"In fact, even if these two people don't have corpse god Gu on them, they are not Ming Xuan's opponents, if they are dealt with, then Sang Xiaoman is really alone. ”

Ma Yu said.

"But after all, I still let Na Zhairong breathe a sigh of relief, after the Danshu meeting is over, I'm afraid that you and I will still have a hard fight. ”

Sang Wuyun was still a little dissatisfied.

"As long as you get the inheritance of the Sang family, these people will not matter, and when the time comes, if we don't have to do it, the Immortal League will definitely go all out to arrest them, they won't be able to escape. ”

Ma Yu shook his head and said.

"Having said that, but the word of heaven is endless, and I can't sleep for a day. ”

Sang Wuyun said coldly.

Just as the two were talking, on the side of the platform, the nameless old man of the ancestral hall had already finished throwing the copper coin.

"In this round, Sui Wei painted the talisman, and Xie Mingxuan dismantled the talisman. ”

This time, it was finally Sang Xiaoman's turn to draw the talisman.

.。 Three Heads M.