"Huh!" Zhi Yao put away a puppet, and suddenly found that there were no more puppets appearing.

"Quick, we're going to win!" someone exclaimed excitedly.

Apparently the others also noticed this, and the already low morale suddenly soared, and everyone fought even more desperately against the puppets.

After a few quarters of an hour, the puppet was finally completely eliminated, but everyone did not dare to breathe a sigh of relief, and all tensed up, ready to rush to fight for the beads.

Xia Qiyue felt the strong call of the beads, and took out a spirit sword, this sword was a low-grade treasure weapon, which he obtained when he was practicing outside.

With this sword in hand, he can at least increase his combat power to the foundation building period, after all, even if it is a low-grade weapon, the treasure weapon is much more powerful than the high-grade spirit weapon. This bead is bound to be obtained by itself.

It's just that his cultivation is too low, and he can only send out three attacks at most, and his aura will be drained.

Just as everyone was holding their breath, a middle-aged monk suddenly rushed out and stretched out his hand towards the beads.

When the others saw this, they all attacked him.

It was like a signal for war, and the crowd was once again in a scuffle.

Zhi Yao stood aside and didn't join the fight, she didn't think this bead was a treasure.

Seeing that the heroine was holding a spirit sword, and a large number of people were injured with a single sword, Zhi Yao was also shocked.

This sword turned out to be a low-grade treasure?

Seeing that the others had no power to fight back at all, Zhi Yao shook her head, the ownership of this bead was already obvious.

Immediately, Zhi Yao turned her head to stare at the bead, her brows furrowed slightly, why did she think that this thing was a bit like the black bead she had obtained in the head of the big fish before?

Although the bead was pure black, and the bead in front of her was pure white, she somehow felt that they were related.

Just as Xia Qiyue stretched out her hand and was about to get the bead, Zhi Yao took out the black bead from the storage ring and observed it.

Suddenly, the entire white bead trembled violently, and a flash of light flashed away, directly bouncing Xia Qiyue away and hitting the wall.

Slowly, the white beads stopped, and a wisp of black smoke floated out of it.

"Hahaha! This seat has finally come out!" The black smoke turned into a terrifying human face, and the terrifying eyes swept over everyone's bodies, and finally stopped at Zhi Yao.

Xia Qiyue fell from the wall, was seriously injured, took out the pill and took it, and looked at the black smoke with a frightened face, he was powerless to fight back just now.

Seeing the black smoke staring away, Xia Qiyue followed her gaze and saw that it was Zhi Yao, her brows furrowed tightly.

How is her again!

Seeing the black smoke staring at her, Zhi Yao's scalp suddenly went numb, because she found that she couldn't move at all at this time.

"Hahaha, it's been a million years, this seat has been trapped here for a million years! Lingxuzi, you old horseman has been trapped by Lao Tzu for a million years!" The black smoke smiled at the top of the tower for a while and was angry for a while, making people a little panicked when they saw it.

It turns out that this thing was trapped here by the Lingxuzi senior.

After the black smoke vented the anger in his heart, he turned his head to stare at Zhi Yao again, and laughed suddenly.

He originally looked at the female cultivator just now, after all, the luck on her head was red to purple, and she was the son of Heavenly Dao.

And the female cultivator in front of her had nothing above her head, and the whole person's heavenly skills were covered.

But I didn't expect this woman to get another part of herself, a part of what she had lost.

This is fate.