Hearing this, Liu Xian'er gave up the defensive array attacking Jin Lizhen, and shook the magic bell at the thin old man.

The thin old man's smile froze on his face, and he hid behind the fat old man: "Fat brother be careful, that girl uses a magic bell." ”

The fat old man also put away his contempt, took out a bamboo flute and blew it.

The bells and flutes collided, entangled around each other, and finally dispersed.

An invisible shock wave was formed, and the originally chaotic battlefield suddenly became much quieter, and immediately the camps were clear, glaring at each other angrily, but no one took the initiative to attack, but took the opportunity to rescue their companions.

Even Jin Lizhen took back the Taisu Divine Sword, and Liu Xiangdong immediately stopped it.

The only battle that continues is between the left and right emissaries and the two mysterious masters of the Monastic Alliance.

The ensemble between Liu Xian'er and the fat old man continued, but after a few syllables, Liu Xian'er was no longer supported, and Liu Xiangdong immediately used the trapped immortal golden lock to block the fat old man's attack.

"Dad, this bad old man is very bad, too good to blow, I can't beat him. After Liu Xian'er finished speaking, she spat out a mouthful of blood and fell unconscious.

Fan Tong in the distance was nervous, but Hua Qianzi grabbed his arm.

Bai Luoying said angrily: "Do you want to go to pick up girls in front of your daughter-in-law? Do you want to go to bed at night?"

Fan Tong wanted to speak again and again, and finally decided to wait and see what happened.

The thin old man came to the spirit again: "Hand over the Demon Swinging Bell, spare you from death today." ”

"Thin man, that girl seems to be dead, and she still needs you to spare it? Even if it is spared, I will spare it, there is something wrong with what you say. ”

"She's just unconscious, how can she die? You're too inflated, aren't you, if this girl's cultivation isn't too bad, you can blow the magic bell with your broken flute?"

"Since you are already unconscious, how can you hear what you say? If you can't hear what you say, how can you hand over the Demon Bell? If you don't hand over the Demon Bell, are you going to kill her?" the two old men quarreled in front of the two gangs.

The thin old man was obviously not convinced, but he couldn't refute it for a while: "Okay, then I'll kill her first, and then take the magic bell, and say okay, this is my trophy, don't have any ideas." ”

"Obviously I defeated her, of course it's my trophy, are you ashamed?"

The fat old man still didn't give up, and the thin old man held back his anger: "Before I came, I said that the divine sword belongs to you, and the other magic weapons belong to me, what's wrong, now you want to regret it?"

Ji Kexin took two steps back when he heard this, and asked in a low voice, "The master uses me to make a deal?"

Jin Lizhen responded coldly: "The Demon Palace must be eradicated, even if it costs my life." ”

The fat old man was not a good temper either, and replied with a glare: "The Demon Swinging Bell is an ancient artifact, I am good at sound skills, just take advantage of it, what do you say you can do with it?

Jin Lizhen shouted loudly: "Two seniors, this matter can be discussed later, now the Demon Palace should be solved first, otherwise everything is empty talk." ”

Ling Xiao Shuanghua thought so, and then ended the quarrel.

The thin old man stroked his beard again: "The old man hasn't made a move for hundreds of years, which of you will come first? What, do you still want to fight in a group?"

Liu Xiangdong swept his eyes coldly, his figure flashed, he knew in his heart that these two old men had a deep cultivation, and if they couldn't solve it as soon as possible, today's battle would definitely not end well.

Unexpectedly, even Jin Lizhen could guard against the trapped immortal golden lock, which made Liu Xiangdong overjoyed, and at the same time made everyone in the Cultivation Alliance sigh: "What is this, I thought he was a master, but it turned out to be a mouth practitioner." ’

When the fat old man saw that the old brother was actually grabbed by Liu Xiangdong's neck, he was shocked, and then he was eager to go to the rescue.

The three elders of the Demon Hall immediately took action to resist, and the fat old man was furious, but he didn't expect that he had been cultivating for a hundred years, and as soon as he appeared, the old brother was captured alive.

What is the prestige of Lingxiao Shuanghua in the future?

The shape of the body changed, and the whole person floated in the air, surrounded by eight jade plaques on Thursday, and the sound of the flute broke out of the air at the same time.

'Yu Yang Mo came agitatedly, breaking the ...... of the neon clothes and feathers' spell seemed to match the flute, and the jade plate was like a dance.

'Linqiong Taoist Hongdu guest, the voice is sincere to the soul...... Broken ......'

Hearing only a piercing high-pitched voice, the three elders of the Demon Hall fell to the ground in response, only Xiang Mian barely stood up, and the other two were already seriously injured.

Liu Xiangdong's dark luck demonic qi directly shattered the thin old man's meridians and Yuan Ying, and wanted to concoct the fat old man in the same way.

It's a pity that it was still a millimeter, blocked by a jade plaque, and then shocked by the sound of the flute.

"I see, what kind of magic weapon is this?" The fat old man found the golden lock of the trapped immortal, but he still hadn't figured out the way yet.

There was greed in his eyes, and he didn't even care about the life or death of his old brother, and he was bent on killing people and taking treasures.

Liu Xiangdong's surprise attack attempt failed, and he could only engage head-on, but the more he fought, the more frightened he became.

This old man is indeed very good, in addition to the jade defense, the bamboo flute attack, relying on his profound cultivation is almost invincible.

Liu Xiangdong's various attacks were all in vain, but the demonic energy in his body was slowly depleted in the temptation again and again.

Maybe the battle between the hesitant fat old man and Liu Xiangdong was too fierce and distracted, maybe it was because Fan Tong injured his arm and his strength decreased, Liuyun was cut off his right arm by a sword from the mysterious master of the Cultivation Alliance, and a mournful roar resounded through the hall.

The left envoy also took the opportunity to severely damage the mysterious master of the Cultivation Alliance, and at the same time, he was also injured by another master.

The battle, which had always been evenly matched, lost its balance in an instant.

The envoys from the left and right of the Demon Temple glanced at each other, nodded with a smile, and said in their mouths, "Blood sacrifice." ’

I saw the blood of the flowing clouds rising into the air, and the soil stretched out his hand to suck it, his eyes were red, his body began to swell slightly, and it turned into a cannonball with lightning speed and hit the chest of another master.

There was a muffled sound of 'bang ......', and the two flew away in reverse, each falling to the ground, both sides suffered heavy losses, and basically had no strength to fight again.

In the end, the duel between the masters became a lose-lose ending.

Here, the battle between Liu Xiangdong and the fat old man continues, but anyone with a discerning eye understands that it is only a matter of time before Liu Xiangdong is defeated.

The fat old man looked relaxed, as if he was showing off his skills, as if he was catching a cat and mouse, or he wanted to use this method to humiliate Liu Xiangdong in order to avenge his old brother.

Suddenly, two people jumped out of the crowd, attacking the fat old man without saying a word.

However, the cultivation of these two people was too low, like moths to a fire, all the attacks were blocked by the jade array, and then flew out horizontally, and their bodies were already two sections in the air.

Not only did the Cultivation Alliance change their complexion, but even Fan Tong and the Demon Clan and others were also moved.

Because these two people are disciples of the Cultivation Alliance, this is too abnormal.

It seems that such a bloody massacre is just the beginning, and one after another, the disciples of the sect of the Cultivation Alliance have committed suicide in groups of twos and twos.

Bai Yingcai muttered in Fan Tong's ear: "King, this is the Demon Palace's Demon Fighting Skill. ”

It wasn't until today that Fan Tong could be regarded as having seen the despicable methods of the Demon Palace, and he actually subconsciously took two steps back.

If this is accused of absolute tragedy.

Bai Yingcai explained again: "My king doesn't have to worry, he can only control people with low cultivation. ”

Fan Tong's eyes showed a cold face: "The Demon Palace is really evil, and it should be punished." ”

Looking at the battlefield suicide duo again, they immediately rushed over.