As soon as the gossip array started, Dao Yunchu felt that the scenery in front of him had changed instantly, and the previous scene no longer existed. Reading Pavilion What followed was the thunder of dark clouds in the sky. At the same time, there was a strong wind and heavy rain around him.

This is not over, it is only a moment, and the thunder in the dark clouds blasts mercilessly towards the old way. And the wind and the rain, after the blessing of the formation, are like wind blades and hidden weapons frantically surging towards the people in the dead door.

However, the Daoist who was in the Death Gate of the Shock Hexagram slowly closed his eyes and let the attacks in the formation attack at will, completely unconcerned.

Soon, something unexpected happened. The scene in the Death Gate did not last long, and the dark clouds in the sky gradually began to dissipate, and the hurricane rain followed the rain and the sky cleared.

Zhuge Ming, who was in charge of the formation, had a puzzled face for a while, and he didn't know why. At the same time, he was shocked in his heart, there was only one possibility for such a phenomenon, and that was that there were no living beings in the Death Gate to attack.

In other words, Lao Dao had already been killed by the disciple of the Bagua Sect, so the real array would be frightened. At the same time, he scolded his opponent in his heart for not having the ability to pretend to be anything. The harm to himself was implicated and violated the rules of the contest to recruit relatives.

Dao Yunchu in the door of death was motionless, and his chest did not rise and fall when he breathed, as if he had really been killed. The crowd outside the arena didn't know why, and they couldn't stop scolding in their hearts.

"This old way has always been speculative, and now not only can I not pretend to be one-on-one, but I also take a small life. It's a pity that this descendant of the Zhuge family is not very old, and his strength is unfathomable. I don't want to, but I'm affected by this bull's nose. ”

Hua Ruoxi stood in place, not knowing what to do. The battle ended as soon as it began, and it seems that there are still participants who have fallen. She didn't know how to pronounce the sentence for a while, whether the descendant of the Bagua Gate was a violation or not.

If the violation is judged, it is obvious that the old way is not knowing how to kill himself. If the judgment is not violated, Bai Xiaofan will be eliminated before he can hurt anyone, and I am afraid that the Bai Xiaoshi family will be dissatisfied because of this.

Just when everyone thought that Dao Yunchu had fallen, Zhuge Ming was very depressed and withdrew the Bagua Qimen Array. At this time, the lifeless body in the field opened its eyes with frowns.

"Boy, what are you doing? have you given in the towel?" asked the old man.

"You, you....... "When the people behind the gossip gate heard this, they thought they had cheated the corpse.

"What are you, are you still comparable?" The Taoist seemed to be a little unhappy, in fact, he was experiencing the mystery of the Bagua Qimen Formation, and the other party suddenly withdrew the formation, and he must have been in a bad mood.

Zhuge Ming complained bitterly in his heart, thinking that he had won the good intention to withdraw the formation, but he was beaten by the other party when he didn't think about it. He hurriedly stabilized his emotions, and with a wave of the feather fan in his hand again, the Bagua Qimen Array once again circled the two together.

However, this time it is even more bizarre. Lao Dao stood in the middle of the Earthquake Hexagram Death Gate, and the formation didn't react at all. The back of the Bagua Gate was shocked, he had already used this Bagua Qimen Array, and he had never seen it.

Dao Yunchu had been meditating with his eyes closed all the time, and he had no intention of attacking the other party at all. For a while, the two were at a stalemate again. However, this time, before anyone outside the stadium came to cheer, Zhuge Ming made a move.

Everyone saw that the back of the Bagua Gate bit off his index finger, and then kept inscribed runes on the feather fan. In less than a moment, the feather fan in his hand emitted a very soft white light, and at the same time hit the death door in the Bagua Qimen array.

Not to mention, this time it finally worked. The dark clouds gathered again over the Death Gate, and the thunder was rolling and roaring. But that's all, the dark clouds of thunder did not sound.

Seeing this scene, Zhuge Ming's face was shocked again, and this time it was beyond his cognition. Why does the killing array in his own formation not take the initiative to attack the intruder.

The Bagua Gate Housheng pondered for a moment, and used his bitten index finger to engrave runes on the feather fan again. Soon he drew the runes, and the feather fan in his hand pointed to the dark clouds above the Death Gate.

This time, the control of the Bagua Qimen Array is different from before. Zhuge Ming directly used the natal magic weapon feather fan in his hand to directly control the thunder in the dark clouds above the death gate.

I saw that with the feather fan sliding gently, a lightning strike came out of the dark clouds. Suddenly, the caster pointed his feather fan at the location of the array of Daoists, and a lightning strike instantly attacked here.

However, the unexpected happened again. The lightning controlled by the Bagua Gate, a descendant, did not hit the old way, but the lightning struck not far from him.

The caster's face immediately turned ugly, this was a serious operational mistake on his part, and it had never happened before. He was a ninth-order early stage cultivator, so such a mistake shouldn't have occurred at all.

There were accidents one after another, no matter how good Zhuge Ming's temper was, he would be wiped out, and he was even a little angry, constantly directing the thunder in the dark clouds to attack the Taoist.

Everyone was dumbfounded again, and after a few breaths, countless lightning strikes had fallen from the dark clouds, but none of them could hit the target.

Zhuge Ming's face was pale and uncertain, this time he completely understood that everything that happened before was not an accident at all, let alone a coincidence. It's all done by the veterans in the battle, but the parties don't know how the other party did it.

Suddenly, Lao Dao opened his eyes again. And this time he didn't speak, but raised his eyes to look at the Bagua Qimen Array in the depths, and then set off in another direction.

This time, Dao Yunchu chose the same dangerous and extremely terrifying door, and the scene around him changed again, and it was like black smoke billowing into the sky like a hell on earth.

Seeing this, hope was rekindled in the eyes of the descendants of the Bagua Gate, and he kept waving the feather fan in his hand. At the same time, the wind was fierce in the shock, black smoke roared, and waves of fire rolled.

However, Lao Dao still didn't care, and slowly closed his eyes, letting the black smoke and waves of fire swallow it. Zhuge Ming seized the opportunity, and the feather fan in his hand shook at an astonishing speed.

Time flies, and I don't know how long people have been smoked under the black smoke and fire. The person who fanned the feather fan was already sweating profusely on his forehead. However, the movement of his hands is getting more and more open.

After a long time, there was no movement in the shock, and some people thought that Lao Dao should definitely die this time. After all, the light is the smoke

It can choke people to death for so long, let alone those terrifying waves of fire.

Gradually, a look of excitement appeared on Zhuge Ming's face. However, the expression on his face soon froze again. Because, a figure suddenly slowly walked out of the black smoke in the door, which was the old way of being safe and sound.

However, Dao Yunchu's next actions almost made this gossip sect descendant vomit blood. The Taoist seemed to have been stunned enough and turned around and returned to the door of death, and the door of death was not his ultimate goal, just passing by.

Lao Dao's move can be described as an angry person, just borrowing the road to death, and then coming to the last of the three fierce doors - the wounded door. It's also a dead place for everyone else, with endless floods filled with high-speed ice picks that can be punctured if you're not careful.

Zhuge Ming, who was in a trance, didn't seem to have given up, so he immediately stabilized his emotions and waved the feather fan in his hand again. At the same time, the flood in the wounded door roared and rushed towards the Taoist.

In fact, the descendants of the Bagua Gate just don't believe in evil, and he wants to see how many doors this old way can escape. Daoyun Chu still looked unimpressed in the face of the flood that came unkindly, and closed his eyes again, allowing himself to be swallowed by it.

The more unfazed the old Dao was, the more frightened Zhuge Ming became. But he didn't give up because of this, he bit his five fingers in one go, and drew an inscription on his feather fan, and then several white lights hit the entire Bagua Qimen array.

These five white lights rushed towards each other, the three major murderous gates, the death gate, the shock gate, and the injured door, and the other two rushed towards the Jingmen and Dumen. The last two gates are also dangerous places, but they are a little worse for the three major murderous gates.

Zhuge Ming doesn't care about any irregular rules now, what he wants to win at the moment is to win, and he must win the Taoist in front of him. As long as you can win yourself, it doesn't matter if you eliminate it or not.

The five most dangerous gates of the Bagua Qimen Array, the casters activated at the same time, and all of them flocked to the location of the injured gate in one. For a time, not only was the flood surging, but at the same time, thunder and sparkling, the wind was raging, and black smoke was billowing and the flames were raging.

At this time, the wounded door is completely hellish existence. The onlookers don't know if Lao Dao will be able to survive this time.