As soon as Zhikong's voice fell, he flicked towards Wu Qishou's dry corpse, and the dry corpse was swept away and fell to the unmanned side of the martial arts platform. Then Zhikong turned around and walked off the stage unhurriedly.

This scene brought great impact and pressure to the monks of the Sanqing demolition team, and after seeing Zhikong leave, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Since the master has this means, why don't you just take down that Wang Changqing?" Zhikong returned to the field, and everyone in the Black Luo Sect was puzzled, so they asked one after another.

"You don't know, this kind of method can only be used by relying on the Sumeru space, and the old man can only use it once in a short period of time. This method may be useful against Wu Qishou, but it is far from enough for Wang Changqing. Besides, the reason why Lao Wei was able to easily take down Wu Qishou was mostly due to the Lingmeng Fairy. Fakong explained with a wry smile.

"The master has done a good job, this time the other party must be panicked, and our chances of winning are much greater!" Feng Jing affirmed Zhikong's credit, "I don't know who will fight next?"

"I'll come!" Ling Meng tightened the nine-colored clams in his hand, jumped onto the high platform neatly, and then pointed at someone in the camp of the Sanqing demolition team, "Sun Guming, just now you scolded the old lady the most happily, you are also a consummate monk of the ninth layer of the Ning Yuan Realm, can you dare to go on stage to fight!"

"Why don't you dare! You old lady named Lao Tzu to accompany you, could it be that Lao Tzu can still suffer a loss! Hahaha, Lao Tzu is here!" That Sun Guming heard Lingmeng's call, he was stunned at first, and then he saw the gaze of the other people in the Sanqing demolition team, and in order to strengthen his courage, he laughed, and took advantage of Lingmeng.

"Hmph!" Lingmeng's face sank when he heard this, and after seeing Sun Guming flying into the sky within the range of the martial arts platform, he raised his right hand holding the nine-colored clams before he could land.

Bubbles erupted from holes in the shell of the Trinity Tridacnis, each bubble no larger than a fist, but each bubble was filled with white mist.

At first, the amount of these bubbles was not much, but they were extremely fast, and they quickly surrounded Sun Guming.

No wonder I heard that the Qingyin Elder of your Mirage Sect abandoned you, and you assassinated him in a fit of rage!" Sun Guming was furious when he saw this, he also knew that those bubbles were not easy to mess with, and he tried his best to dodge, even if he felt that it was difficult, he still couldn't help but use his words to arrange Lingmeng.

Sun Guming is unique in the Sanqing demolition team, he was originally a casual cultivator, and before joining the Sanqing demolition team, he also had the cultivation of the seventh or eighth layer of Ning Yuan Realm. Among the many scattered cultivators who have now joined the Sanqing demolition team, he is the only one who has cultivated to the ninth layer of the Ning Yuan Realm.

Lingmeng didn't feel a little flustered when she heard this, and although Elder Qingyin pursued her for a long time, Lingmeng didn't have the slightest thought about her. It's just that Lingmeng saw that Sun Guming had been dodging, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile, so he increased the mana injected with the nine-colored clams.

"It is said that it is not easy to cultivate to a high level, I think this Sun Guming is simply simple to a certain extent, it is really stupid!" Wang Changqing saw that Sun Guming on the field had been trying his best to dodge and did not fight back, so he clearly reprimanded angrily, "To fight against that nine-colored clam, you must take the lead, otherwise the further you go, the more passive you will be!"

"Senior Brother Qiu, it seems that Sun Guming can't live, so the next one is very crucial, will you play?" Wang Changqing saw that Sun Guming was gradually showing his defeat, shook his head, and turned his head to his own junior disciple Qiu Changyan.

Qiu Changyan didn't speak, just nodded, but after a while, he spoke: "Senior brother, do we really accept the path drawn by the other party in its entirety? You must know that our advantage is the siege, if I also lose, we really apologize? Even if we offer a heavy gift, Zhikong will not let me wait easily, right? This is the Vajra Gate station!"

"You also know that this is the Vajra Gate station!" Qiu Changyan didn't say that it was okay, but as soon as he said Wang Changqing, he became angry, he gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, "You have served as a deacon elder in the past few years, why haven't you discovered that hidden formation! And how conspicuous the two Vajra Buddha statues are outside, you don't send someone to investigate carefully! Now that we are trapped in this Sumeru space, and we don't agree to other people's requests, how can you get out!"

Qiu Changyan felt speechless when he heard this, so he closed his eyes and stopped talking.

"You can rest assured that you can play, with your cultivation, even if you are defeated, you should always be able to admit defeat and leave. When the time comes, let's take the opportunity. Wang Changming felt that his words were a little heavy, so he lowered his tone and said, and then returned his attention to the martial arts stage.

As more and more bubbles spit out by the Nine Colored Tridas, Sun Guming's dodge became more and more dwarfed. Finally, he accidentally touched a bubble.

The bubble burst slightly, and Sun Guming couldn't even hear a sound, so he had a puzzled look on his face, wondering how the power of this bubble was not the same as the last time he attacked the Mirage Sect.

As soon as he had a thought, the bursting bubbles were like an introduction, and many bubbles around him burst one after another.

When the bubbles burst, the white mist contained in them spreads.

At this time, you can see the magic of the nine-colored clams, the bubble looks small, but the amount of white mist contained in it seems to be more than a hundred times.

The stage was instantly filled with layers of thick white mist, and everyone's vision was blocked, and they couldn't see what was going on inside at all, even if they used their divine sense to probe it, they couldn't perceive it at all.

"Huh!" Zuo Feng was also surprised, because the white mist greatly weakened the perception power of his divine thoughts, and at this time, he could only vaguely perceive the two faint figures in the white mist.

This situation of being weakened is the first time that Zuo Feng has encountered it.

In the past, when he was in Daiyu Immortal Mountain, Zuo Feng's divine consciousness could be released, but there was a risk of being devoured, and being devoured and weakened were not the same thing at all.

Everyone in the outside world couldn't see the situation in the white fog, but Sun Guming in the white fog had a clear vision, and he couldn't feel that he was in the fog at all.

He only felt that he was on a calm sea, and occasionally a wisp of salty and wet breath from the sea breeze penetrated into his nostrils.

Sun Guming actually felt that the smell was very good, and then looked down at the sea water here, which was unwavering and crystal clear, and he could clearly see all kinds of corals, swimming fish and seagrass on the bottom of the sea.

Sun Guming raised his head, only to see the youthful and lively Reimeng's clothes fluttering, floating with the sea breeze.

Sun Guming gradually lost part of his consciousness, and his mind was crowded with the figure of Reimu.

"Sun Guming, are you willing to join my Mirage Sect, as long as you come, I will marry you as a double cultivator. In the distance, Lingmeng shyly beckoned to Sun Guming, "As long as you agree, cut off a strand of hair, and we will be united forever!"

As she spoke, Ling Meng cut off a lock of her long hair and waved it at Sun Guming.

Sun Guming, who was half-conscious, didn't realize that the danger was coming, he felt that something was wrong, but he thought that cutting off a lock of hair was nothing, and it was a good deal to be able to double cultivate with Lingmeng.

So Sun Guming grabbed a lock of hair, held his long flying sword magic weapon, and simply swung the long sword. However, Sun Guming only felt that his eyes were black, and he lost consciousness from then on!

"This! what a strange illusion!" Zuo Feng exclaimed.

Outsiders can't see what is happening in the fog, but Zuo Feng can still vaguely sense it. In fact, when the fog filled the entire martial arts stage, the figures of Ling Meng and Sun Guming froze.

In other words, Sun Guming's various observations during this period were just conjectures in his mind after he fell into the illusion.

Except for the moment when he swung his sword!

I don't know how Reimu did it, the moment Sun Guming wielded his long sword to a lock of head, in fact, he really made a move in the outside world, but he was waving the long sword to his neck.

The scene in his mind had a long experience, but from Zuo Feng's point of view, Lingmeng and Sun Guming only stood still for less than ten seconds, and Sun Guming waved his knife to cut himself.

When the thick fog cleared, everyone watched Sun Guming's headless body fall to the ground, the blade of the long sword in his hand was bloody, and his head also fell next to his body.

And Lingmeng was far away in the other corner of the martial arts stage, and there was no blood on his body.

So most of the people deduced that Sun Guming was self-judged, and they couldn't help but feel a little more upset in their hearts, and they thought a little higher about Lingmeng.

Lingmeng raised the nine-colored clams in his right hand, and with a move towards Sun Guming's corpse, he put Sun Guming's storage bag and flying sword magic weapon in.

"Whew!" Lingmeng slapped at Sun Guming's corpse again, and a strong wind was generated out of thin air, and Sun Guming's corpse and head were blown into the opposite camp, and then Lingmeng jumped off the stage.

"Smack!" Without waiting for Sun Guming's corpse and head to fly to the martial arts platform, Qiu Changyan was inspired by Lingmeng, so he jumped into the air, wanting to fly to the ring first and take the lead. When he flew into the air, a thunderbolt shot out from his fingertips, and Sun Guming's corpse and head were blown away by the thunder.

When they saw him behave like this, they frowned, no matter where he was.

"Sanqing Palace Qiu Changyan is here, I don't know which Taoist friend came up to advise!" Qiu Changyan didn't pay attention to everyone's strange gaze, and only said lightly in the direction of everyone in the Black Luo Sect.

"Then Qiu Changyan practiced thunder arts, and his attack power was extremely sharp, which fellow Daoist had the confidence to win?" Feng Jing first congratulated Lingmeng, and then looked at the few people who had not yet played.

There are a total of six Condensing Yuan Realm Consummation Monks on the side of the Black Luo Sect, namely Vajra Gate Zhikong, Spirit Mirage Sect Lingmeng, and Qingye Valley Li Jianlan, and the remaining three are all monks of the original Black Luo Sect, Feng Jing, Elder Chu, and Elder Ma.

"Sect Master, Li Daoyou is good at Danqi, and I'm afraid I don't have enough experience in fighting. Zhikong stopped Li Jianlan, who was getting up, and said worriedly.

"In that case, let me fight this one, I have a monitoring compass in my hand, although his thunder method restrains the power of my Black Luo Sect's filthy earth, but he can't help me. Elder Chu stood in front and took out a golden compass from the storage bag and showed it to everyone, "Sect Master, you must be careful, if I win, then Wang Changqing is afraid that he will break the jar!"

The battle between the two sides adopted a best-of-five system, and Fakong originally proposed such a method just to delay the news of the battle from the outside world.

However, things have developed so far, even if two of the top monks of the Sanqing demolition team have died, the battle situation is still unclear. In the next battle, even if Elder Chu still won, there is still suspense about the outcome of the two sides.

The key depends on two people, one is the Zhikong monk who controls the method of entering and exiting this Sumeru space, and the reason why Wang Changqing agreed to this competition before is this.

This Sumeru space is different from the previous secret realms, and each secret realm is formed by the formation to seal the space, so there is always a way to crack it. But this Sumeru space is a treasure space, such a space is too high-grade, and the space is too strong, even a genuine Zixiao talisman is difficult to damage it.

And the method of entering and exiting the Sumeru space is only known to the monk Zhikong, and it is obvious that if Zhikong does not cooperate, then everyone may even be trapped in this Sumeru space from now on.

Another key figure is naturally Wang Changqing. None of the people in the Black Luo Sect, including Feng Jing, dared to say that they could face the attack of the Zixiao Fu, and even if everyone went up together, it was very likely that they would not be able to resist it.

Because the genuine Zixiao Talisman is used against the Yuandan Realm monks, although the Zixiao Talisman refined by Wang Changqing is much less powerful than the original, it does not mean that Feng Jing's six people can work together to match a Yuandan Realm monk whose mana is partially damaged.

Wang Changqing is a scheming person, he thinks, if this competition, if the people of the Sanqing demolition team win, and even they can kill the other party to the point that only the Zhikong monk is left, according to the stinky temper of the Zhikong monk, he is likely to cut himself off from the hope of everyone going out.

But if the people of the Sanqing demolition team lose, or even lose to Wang Changqing alone, Wang Changqing will dare to use the Zixiao Fu to threaten Zhikong, and when the time comes, he is not afraid that Zhikong will not open the Sumeru space, after all, his own value is not as high as the value of the people of the Black Luo Sect.

Therefore, Wang Changqing hoped that all the people in the Sanqing demolition team would lose.

"That's fine. However, Elder Chu must not be presumptuous, for his Sanqing Palace cultivators, the power of the filthy earth that we practice is also the nemesis of Lei Fa, but it is just a matter of eliminating the advantages of one and the other, otherwise how could this monitoring compass get into your hands. Looking at the monitoring compass in Elder Chu's hand, Feng Jing smiled.

The monitoring compass is the one used by Feng Jing originally, it is an imitation of the Dingshan compass, and it belongs to the best magic weapon in terms of grade, which is very rare in today's immortal cultivation world.

A few years ago, in the 100,000 Great Mountain, Feng Jing once threw it out, triggering a fight between Elder Yu and Qing Yunzi, and he and Zuo Feng once used this to escape.

Later, the monitoring compass was in the hands of Elder Yu, and after Elder Yu was cursed to death by the village chief, the monitoring compass was in the hands of Elder Chu.

Therefore, what Feng Jing meant was that at the beginning, Elder Yu was still able to fight with Qing Yunzi, who was known as the "fourth in the Sanqing Palace", and Elder Chu, as a veteran monk at the same time as Elder Yu, should not be afraid of Qiu Changyan, a rising star.

"Hahaha, it seems that the sect master has a bottom in his heart, so I am relieved. Elder Chu laughed a few times when he heard this, hearing what he meant was just reminding Feng Jing.

Then Elder Chu glanced at Qiu Changyan on the martial arts stage, and after a little thought, he activated the monitoring compass.

The monitoring compass instantly became larger, Elder Chu stood on it, and a thick golden protective light curtain in the shape of an inverted bowl was instantly formed, and then Elder Chu controlled the monitoring compass and flew to the martial arts platform.

Sure enough, Elder Chu flew to the realm of the martial arts platform, and with a flick of Qiu Changyan's middle finger, which had been bent for a long time, a thigh-thick thunder light emerged from his fingertips, turning into a thunderbolt snake, and rushed towards Elder Chu at great speed.

One side has been building momentum for a long time, and the other side is also defensive. Seeing that he couldn't dodge, retreating would be judged a failure, Elder Chu gritted his teeth, increased the mana injected into the monitoring compass, and insisted on resisting the thunder and lightning python.

"Zizizi!"

Although the lightning python looked slow, it was actually the visual effect brought about by the enlargement of its body, which did not affect its power. The Thunderbolt Python was surrounded by a layer of silver thunder, and it slammed into the thick golden protective light curtain, only knocking the golden light curtain down a huge pit, which was about to touch Elder Chu's body!

"Boom!"

However, as a veteran monk of the Black Luo Sect, Elder Chu had so much experience in participating in battles! When the Thunder Python crashed into the pit of the golden light curtain to a certain extent, I saw that Elder Chu took advantage of the situation to control the monitoring compass and rotated slightly, and the attack point of the Thunder Python was deflected by an angle, and its body naturally slid outward.

Seeing this, Qiu Changyan was naturally very unwilling, his original intention was to decide the winner with one move. Seeing that the Razer that he had condensed with almost all his mana was about to leave the space of the martial arts stage, he immediately pinched a magic decision, and the Razer exploded.

The force of the thunder ser's explosion was huge, and a powder-like pit was formed on the ground of the stage, which was ten meters deep and about ten feet wide. It was not until the edge of the pit that the ground formed a clearly visible stripe of fragmentation.

Elder Chu tried his best, and finally resisted the powerful fluctuations of the moment when the thunder snake exploded, but blood was also shocked out of his seven orifices. When the most powerful moment of the Razer explosion passed, the aftermath of its dissipation did not pose any threat to Elder Chu.

Elder Chu even clearly sensed the momentum of a certain aftermath, and with this momentum, he urged the monitoring compass with all his strength to crash towards Qiu Changyan.

Because Qiu Changyan had consumed too much mana, he was unable to dodge effectively, so he was hit by the monitoring compass solidly.

"Bang!" Qiu Changyan was knocked away by the monitoring compass and scattered the mana that he had barely condensed, and then hit the pillar on the edge of the stage like a cannonball, and the whole person immediately broke and fractured!

Seeing this, Elder Chu hurriedly flew forward to make up for the last hand and completely kill Qiu Changyan.

"Stop! Our Sanqing demolition team admits defeat!" At this moment, Wang Changqing didn't know what he was thinking, he flew up from the stands, blocking in front of Qiu Changyan, his left hand holding a palm-sized purple jade flake-like spirit rune, the jade flake faintly flashed with purple thunder and lightning, and his right hand also quickly slapped a palm into the air towards Elder Chu.

"Smack!" Feng Jing had been guarding against him for a long time, and only then did Wang Changqing's palm faintly burst out of thunder, and Feng Jing immediately popped out a purple-black light!

The purple-black light hit Wang Changqing's palm squarely, so the thunder light in Wang Changqing's palm was not only interrupted, but Wang Changqing himself seemed to be suffering from severe pain, and shook his right arm irrepressibly, as if to throw out the pain.

"It's now!" The moment Zuo Feng saw the purple-black light that Feng Jing popped out, his eyes froze, and he immediately recognized what the black light was.

Then Zuo Feng really saw Wang Changqing shake his right palm, but the people of the Black Luo Sect only stood in front of Elder Chu in a daze, confronting the people of the Sanqing demolition team.

The opportunity cannot be missed, so the left wind shook off the dust, and the white tail whiskers of the dust immediately turned into a long white exercise!

That white practice pierced the sky, pierced the air, and let out a sharp and continuous whistling!

Separated by a distance of more than ten miles, it does not affect the effect of Zuo Feng's sudden attack.

When everyone looked up to find the direction of the scream, they saw that Wang Changqing had been rolled into a mummy by the dust and whiskers, and was pulled and flew in the direction of the left wind!