Three abilities attacked Midnight from different directions, and he used all his strength to cover the whirlwind on himself.

Although the whirlwind was violent, it stopped abruptly in an instant, and was completely frozen by the extremely cold air, shining brightly in the sun.

The fires came one after another, and they actually burned on the ice crystals, which looked very strange.

Although he knew that the other party would definitely stop, Xiao Yang still looked nervously at the center of the ring.

The thunderball struck last, with unparalleled spiritual power, and slammed into ice and fire.

"Boom!"

The unusually hard ring cracked, radiating all the way to the edge.

When the fireworks cleared, a large pit appeared in the center of the ring, almost piercing it.

Xiao Yang's spiritual sense accurately probed until midnight, and he was not affected.

"Look, he's up there!"

I don't know who shouted, everyone looked up, only to see that the other party escaped at some point, his head and face were black, his body was emitting black smoke, and he was able to float in the air with two whirlwinds under his feet.

"In the first game, Shangguan Qingsheng violated the ban on the sky in the middle of the night!" Dan Song said in a loud voice.

Midnight slowly fell and bowed his head silently, no longer having the smug look he had before, so that he did not react to the salute given to him.

Shangguan Qing snorted coldly, got up and jumped out of the ring.

Aosen and lone wolves are born with tendons, and they don't know what euphemism is.

"If you lose, you lose, look at your cowardice!" said the lone wolf urn.

"You actually lost at the hands of a woman!" Aosen's words were tantamount to adding fuel to the fire.

Midnight suddenly raised his head and glared at the two of them, and walked out of the empty valley without saying a word, leaving the two guys and the second monk confused.

"Hey, this kid is really a dog's face, just turn it over!" Xiao Yang covered his face and said with a headache, ready to turn around and persuade him.

The next battle was between the Netherworld Sect monk and the red-clothed youth, and the two were evenly matched at the beginning, and the fight was inseparable.

As the battle entered a critical moment, the Netherworld Sect monk frequently used strange tricks, although it was also a branch of Xuan Gong, but it was like a demonic Dao exercise, no wonder the world said that the Hell Dao people were easier to fall into demons than the Shura Dao.

The young man in red exhausted his physical strength and spiritual power, and was panting at the moment, and the two of them made a judgment.

"Ghosted!"

A low, terrifying voice spread in all directions, and many others with poor cultivation fell into the ice cellar.

Behind the Netherworld Sect monk, a huge green shadow suddenly rose, seven or eight feet high, and the shadow returned from the void to the real, and everyone gasped after seeing it clearly.

The shadow was not the appearance of a human, but a giant ghost in heavy armor, with a hideous and terrifying face, covered with a thin transparent visor, constantly spewing green gas outward.

It stretched out its huge claws and held the red-clothed young man in his hand like a chicken, and there was an exclamation from below.

"You throw in the towel!"

The giant claw gradually strengthened, and a trace of pain appeared on the other party's face.

"Don't think!"

He let out a loud cry, and with the last of his spiritual power, he drew down a red thunderbolt that happened to slash at the head of the giant ghost.

Suddenly, a dazzling red light flashed in the ring, and the huge thunder was deafening.

The smoke cleared, and the giant ghost was unharmed, but it was greatly enraged by the other party's actions, and a pair of giant eyes emitted a terrifying green light.

It let out a low strange roar, carrying the other party and slamming it into the ring, and the whole valley trembled slightly.

Dan Song made a gesture and prepared to rush over, but the giant ghost's move was clearly out of control.

The Nether Cult monk was sweating profusely, and seemed to be trying his best to stop the other party from going berserk, and terrifying fluctuations poked out of the giant ghost.

"Forbidden!" he let out a loud shout.

The giant ghost clutched his head and howled in pain, and finally the young man in red was thrown out, plowing the ring into a deep ravine and rushing straight to the rock walls on both sides.

There was a brief pause in the assembly, and the ethereal monk rescued the other party, but fortunately, his cultivation was not weak, and only a few bones were broken under such a heavy blow.

The leaders of the six realms, except for the Netherworld Sect Master, were all nervously discussing whether to make a number of battles, and later the five of them jointly agreed that the Netherworld Monk would win, although his moves were out of control, but they did not want to put their opponents to death, so they did not violate the rules of the meeting.

"In the third game, Aosen vs. lone wolf!"

Xiao Yang sighed, he was really afraid of something, but after all, he still had to face the facts.

"No matter how much the lone wolf cultivates, he won't be the opponent of that kid in a short time!" he said worriedly.

However, his apprentice would never act according to the routine, and after entering the field, he didn't even use the Shura technique at all, but raised his right hand and used his arm instead of a sword to fight against the opponent.

Instead, the lone wolf raised the Shura Holy Light to hold on to it, and the two of them each abandoned their strengths.

Even so, his current cultivation is only in the late stage of soul quenching, and the incarnation of the blood wolf is only mentioned in the early stage of feathering, which cannot be compared with the Ao Sen who has experienced pseudo-thunder.

The name of the Shura Fierce Tiger is by no means in vain, this Ao Sen is worthy of a generation of geniuses, and he actually used his arms to use all the swordsmanship taught by Xiao Yang, and the golden streamer continued to flash in the ring, forcing the opponent to retreat again and again.

"Tiger Roaring Dangerous Peak!"

He slashed a "sword" in front of the lone wolf, then flashed to the right side and rose into the air, and with the swing of the wolf's waist, his left hand released a dazzling golden light, slashing at the back of the opponent's neck.

"Bang!"

A gut-tingling sound came out.

Xiao Yang saw a pain in the back of his neck, and he was terrified.

"This bastard is so heavy!"

The lone wolf lay on his stomach in the ring and crashed into the rocks.

Dan Song watched nervously in the ring, ready to end the fight.

Unexpectedly, the lone wolf embedded in the stone side supported his hands, and his huge body stood up again, and the gravel was scattered on the ring.

"You bastard, you have such a heavy hand, then I'm not welcome!" He didn't have the slightest anger, just clutched his neck and kept shaking his head.

"Come on!" Aosen's eyes were full of anticipation and fanaticism.

"Whew!" A huge beast roar resounded through the empty valley, arousing mortals' innate fear of fierce beasts, and many spectators immediately felt their heartbeats intensify and their legs trembled.

The lone wolf finally turned into a blood wolf, emitting a dazzling blue light around his body, and his scarlet eyes were full of desire to fight.

"Bang!"

In the blink of an eye, his figure came to Aosen's face, and although the other party raised his arms to greet him, the huge force still pushed him far away.

"That's kind of fun!" Aosen put the golden holy light on his arm, and became serious as well.

"Wolf King Shock!" a deep and heavy voice came from the mouth of the lone wolf.

I saw that his thick arms were glowing red, and he slammed into the ring with great force.

"Boom!"

The entire ring was shaken and fluctuated, and the cracked lines were immediately broken and completely shattered.

Ao Sen didn't dare to use the method of controlling the sky, so he could only jump up at the moment when the other party struck.

However, just as it was about to fall, a wall of behemoths came in an instant.

"Not good!"

A pair of giant fists were impartial, and they happened to hit his body, and he flew out like arrows from the string.

"This ......!" Xiao Yang was stunned.

"It's not over yet, how can a wolf beat a tiger!" Xiu Ye reminded very interestingly.

Sure enough, as he said, Ao Sen spun up in mid-air, unloaded most of his strength, and finally drew out a golden sword qi like a match in his right arm, splitting the Great Brightness of the Guardian Law Array, and using it to recharge back into the ring.

His eyes burst out with blazing gold, and he slashed into the ring below with Xiao Yang's killing move "Light and Shadow Silence".

Thousands of golden rays flashed in everyone's eyes, and in addition to where the other party was standing, most of the rest of the ring showed dense golden threads.

"Broken!"

He reached out and released a blazing light, which instantly exploded into powder below.

The lone wolf was blown away by a powerful explosion, and he had no choice but to kick his feet as hard as he could, and with the help of a strong bouncing force, he returned to the ring opposite.

"That's it!"

A golden shadow flashed with the sound, and the golden light in Aosen's hand swirled and stabbed the opponent's abdomen fiercely.

Xiao Yang stood up nervously.

The lone wolf flew out like a leaf in the wind and fell into the flowers in the valley.

Seeing that the master's eyes were not good, Ao Sen hurriedly raised his right hand, it turned out that before the final attack, he instantly turned the thrust into a fist, and the opponent was pushed out by him with a punch.

"In the third game, Shura Aosen won!"

The lone wolf staggered to his feet with his stomach in his hands, and flew over with all kinds of flowers hanging on his body.

In the next fourth game, the Hungry Ghost Dao monk defeated a loose cultivator, and his performance was remarkable.

The other two casual cultivators duel, and a black-faced young man won the wave without being surprised.

The remaining five people are exactly odd, and they can't duel in pairs, and everyone expects that the Ethereal Sect can come up with new ideas.

In the end, the leaders of the six realms were eliminated, and everyone present chose a gold medal monk, who did not have to participate in the following battles, and directly faced off against the other two winners.

Everyone didn't bother much, almost all of them chose Shangguan Qing, and she could only wait for another round of competition.

The Ethereal Sect once again came up with ingenuity, asking the remaining four people to find the stones to build the ring, and establish the order of battle according to the arrival time.

In the end, Ao Sen and the Hungry Ghost Dao monks were divided into a group, and the Netherworld Sect monks faced off against the black-faced youth of the Scattered Immortals.

Unsurprisingly, Aosen won the victory easily, and unbelievably, the black-faced youth won by a narrow margin.

"Tomorrow's three-way showdown, the opponent can use weapons and body protection beasts, and the selection location is at the foot of the Three Immortals Mountain. “

Dansong lifted his breath and drank to make sure everyone in the valley could hear it.

Xiao Yang stood up, only to feel cold sweat on the back of his neck, and he was even more nervous than when he played by himself. Take a hundred times to read the latest chapter of the "Royal Demon Venerable Claw Book House" for free for the first time.