The hoarse voice revealed a meaning that could not be refused, as if anyone who did not listen was killing himself.

For a moment, the audience was extremely quiet, all the people who were fighting immediately stopped and retreated, Ling Ruyuan's pupils shrank suddenly, his back was wet with cold sweat, and he quickly retreated in front of the monks of the Moon River Sect, putting on the appearance of facing a great enemy.

However, there was one person who still didn't retreat and didn't stop his hand, that was Su Zhen, who stepped on the circular magic circle above the head of the old man with red eyebrows, and saw that he didn't seem to hear the hoarse voice, his right hand turned into a palm, knelt down on one knee and pressed it fiercely on the magic circle under his feet.

Under this press, the light on the magic circle flickered more dazzlingly, the runes rotated faster, the old man with red eyebrows held his head with his hands, and let out a terrible roar, at this moment, he seemed to feel that there were countless hands around him tearing his soul, and the cultivation could not stop passing, and in a blink of an eye, the old man with red eyebrows fell from the late Yuan Infant to the middle Yuan Infant.

Such a terrifying and strange formation, not only the old man with red eyebrows, but everyone present had never seen it, and many people who only heard Su Zhen's name, but disdained it in their hearts, gasped one after another, and looked at Su Zhen's eyes full of fear.

At the same time, a cold snort came from Yaoshan, and a big hand condensed by purple flames suddenly came from the top of the mountain and slapped towards Su Zhen.

The speed of the purple flame hand was extremely fast, and it carried a terrifying high temperature that was enough to distort the space, ordinary people just looked at it from a distance, and they felt that the golden pill yuan infant in their body seemed to be burning, and it was hard to imagine what would happen if they were slapped by that palm.

But Su Zhen still didn't dodge or dodge, didn't even look at it, and waved a large pen in his hand, falling towards the red-eyebrow old man's dantian.

Now that his cultivation has fallen one level, and he has also been suppressed by the formation, in the face of Su Zhen's killing blow, he can't resist at all, no accident, before the hand of the purple flame comes, the old man with red eyebrows will die under that stroke.

This is a big gamble, betting that the powerhouse of the Soul Transformation Realm on the mountain would not dare to exchange the life of the red eyebrows for Su Zhen's life.

Such a thrilling scene, all the people watching the battle couldn't help but hold their breath, a handful of cold sweat in their palms, between the lightning and flint, the hand of the purple flame was less than thirty zhang away from Su Zhen, and the scorching heat even made the corners of Su Zhen's clothes smoke, but at the same time, the large pen in Su Zhen's hand was less than a zhang away from the dantian of the old man with red eyebrows.

The old man with red eyebrows was about to split his eyes, and the life-killing pen reflected in his pupils was infinitely magnified, at this moment, he was really afraid, and he regretted saying what words would never die, facing death, fear and the desire to survive were enough to replace everything, so he let out a desperate roar.

"Ancestor save me!"

This last cry for help before dying obviously made the person on the mountain unable to sit still, after all, a late Yuan Infant cultivator, no matter which sect, is an unbearable loss.

"Erdare!" A hoarse voice full of anger and murderous intent came from the mountain, causing the heavens and the earth to tremble, and those who were close to the battlefield turned pale and retreated again and again.

A muffled snort came from Su Zhen's mouth, and the speed of the pen in his hand not only did not decrease, but it was faster, but at the moment when the tip of the pen was about to touch the red eyebrow old man's dantian, a gap suddenly opened in the nearby space, and from that gap, a dry and skinny hand slowly stretched out, towards the tip of the pen.

In an instant, the tip of the pen burned on its own, and the purple fire burned along the barrel of the pen to Su Zhen's right hand, and even burned it when it reached the circular circle.

Su Zhen immediately let go and retreated, because the formation was forcibly destroyed, his body suffered a backlash, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, when the hand of the purple flame came, Su Zhen couldn't avoid it at all, seeing that he was about to be swallowed by the flames, a group of women in Yaocheng covered their eyes and didn't dare to look at it, and even worse, they cried sadly.

At this moment, a voice suddenly swirled between the heavens and the earth, and at the same time, Su Zhen's figure instantly dissipated, making the purple flame hand flutter into the air.

"Purple Fire Daoist, the juniors are competing with each other, is it not in accordance with the rules for you to intervene?"

This voice is faint, not as aggressive as the sound from the mountain, but anyone who listens to it is in awe.

The withered hand stretched out from the crack in the space grabbed the old man with red eyebrows and threw him towards Yaoshan, and then a hoarse sound came from the top of the mountain again.

"Hmph, this is also a competition? A little later, Red Eyebrows will die at the hands of your junior. ”

In mid-air, two figures were slowly revealed, and it was Su Zhen who stood respectfully behind him, and the middle-aged man who was standing in front, wearing a blue robe, looked ordinary, who else could it be if it wasn't Nan Songzi.

"Before the competition, I have already said that I will not die, it is your juniors whose skills are not as good as others, how can you blame others, if everyone is like you, the small ones can't beat, the big ones will come to help, the big ones can't fight, and the old ones will shoot again, then what else is the competition, it is better for us to kill a group of old people first. ”

"You ......" Nan Songzi's words obviously made the people on the mountain angry, and the key was that they couldn't refute it yet, after all, they did say that they would not die before the competition.

But before the war, the red-eyed old man played a trick, and at this moment he happened to take it out to talk about things.

"Ancestor, I didn't say that I would not die, it was Su Zhen himself who said it, and it was he who made the first move. ”

"That's right, Zihuo senior, we can all testify, it was Su Zhen himself who said it, and it was he who made the first move, and everyone present saw it. ”

A sneer appeared at the corner of the corner of the middle-aged man from Fengyangmen, and he hugged his fist towards the top of the mountain, saying the same.

A low sneer suddenly came from the top of the mountain, and he asked, "Nan Songzi, what do you say about this?"

Nan Songzi's expression was calm and unmoved, the reason why he didn't come out at the beginning, but let Su Zhen provoke and clash with the old man with red eyebrows, this was all planned.

Su Zhen stepped forward, hugged his fist at the old man with red eyebrows, and smiled apologetically: "It turns out that the red eyebrows Daoyou did not agree, it was Su who was reckless, and Su is willing to apologize to you." ”

The red-eyed old man sneered, looking at Su Zhen's eyes full of resentment, but before he could speak, the one on the mountain said in a cold voice.

"There's no need to apologize, your junior is ruthless, causing the red eyebrows to fall to a level of realm, the old body is also a reasonable person, as long as you abolish a layer of cultivation, this matter will be over. ”

"Even if it is a competition, it will inevitably be damaged, so let's do it, Su is willing to cultivate himself in the middle of the Yuan Infant, and then compete with the Red Eyebrow Daoyou, if Su fails, let alone self-abandonment, it is okay to self-destruct here. ”

Su Zhen's eyes were as calm as water, and he looked at the old man with red eyebrows and said slowly, the confidence in his words made the old man with red eyebrows sigh in his heart, and he unconsciously took a step back.

"Life and death are conceited!Red eyebrow Daoist, do you dare to fight?"

The word "fighting" was like a thunderbolt, spreading all over the world, and it went straight to the heart of the old man with red eyebrows, making his face suddenly pale as paper, and he couldn't suppress the fear in his heart.

Step back, step by step, defeat in the first battle, how can he have the confidence to fight the second battle, live to his age, and have such cultivation and status, in the final analysis, he is still afraid of death.

In the silence, he didn't dare to look at Su Zhen's eyes, let alone open his mouth to fight.

"Do you dare to fight?" Su Zhen took a step forward, his voice rang like a bell, and asked again.

The old man's body began to tremble, his fists clenched, in front of thousands of monks here, in front of his own ancestors, how could he not want to fight in a dignified manner, but whenever he mustered up the courage to speak, the fear and reason in his heart told him that he would die if he was defeated!

didn't think that he had a chance of winning, and the old man with red eyebrows knew that under Su Zhen's strange formation, he couldn't do anything.

"Do you dare to fight?"

Su Zhen's voice echoed in this world for the third time, in fact, there was no need for the old man with red eyebrows to answer, everyone already knew the answer.

A moment later, a hoarse voice came from the top of Yao Mountain again, followed by a purple flame, burning the space distorted and deformed, and in the blink of an eye, it came to the foot of the mountain.

"That's it, this matter is over, Nan Songzi, since you are here, the old body will compete with you. ”

This time, the crowd watching the battle was no longer holding their breath, but their faces changed drastically, and they all stepped back, and cast a spell to isolate the scorching heat that was rushing towards their faces.

Nan Songzi's expression was still calm, and with a wave of his big sleeves, a fresh breeze blew, dispersing the heat around Lian Jingshan and the others, making them all their pressure dissipate immediately, and they felt extremely cool.

The purple flames slowly gathered, and finally a figure appeared in the center of the flames, it was an old woman with a rickety back, her face was dry like tree bark, and most of the hair on her head fell off, looking as if she had just crawled out of the grave, which was extremely terrifying.

She held up her right hand, and a cluster of purple flames jumped and jubilant in the palm of her hand, which was nothing at first glance, but after looking at it for a long time, there was a feeling that her eyes seemed to be ignited.

"That's the Purple Pole Spark, you can't look at it for a long time. Nan Songzi frowned slightly, and said to the person behind him.

Hearing this, everyone in the Yuehe Sect lowered their heads together, no longer looking at the purple fire in the old woman's hand, but in the distance in Yaocheng, there were people who were attracted by the flame and couldn't take their eyes off it, and it didn't take long for a terrible scream to come out, only to see someone rolling on the ground in pain with their eyes covered, and their eyes were strangely burning.

"Purple Pole Starfire, rumored to come from the extraterrestrial starry sky, was born in nothingness, because it looks bewitching and dazzling, extremely attractive to the eye, and often kills people invisibly. ”

Nan Songzi spoke in a deep voice, looking at the old woman's gaze was already cold, as soon as the old guy came out, he released the purple pole spark, which showed that he was vicious.

The old woman of the purple fire coughed lightly, her palm slowly clenched, put away the purple pole spark, glanced at Su Zhen with a calm face, and then looked at Nan Songzi.

Nan Songzi's eyes gradually narrowed, and a dangerous light was hidden in the depths, and he said in a deep voice.

"Purple Fire Daoist, you just said that you want to compete with Zaixia, I don't know what kind of contest method it is, isn't it the same as these juniors, who will never die?"

The purple fire old woman's cloudy eyes closed slightly, and then opened a slit, and then she actually pulled her dry face and smiled, not only was it reassuring, but it made people shudder.

"My old bones are not as energetic as young people, you must be here for Yaoxian Palace, the old body might as well tell you the truth, there is a ban on the gate of Yaoxian Palace, these days the old body has invited a lot of people, tried a lot of methods, but can not open, the old body heard, you Nan Songzi is a ban to enter the road, I don't know if you have the confidence to open the door on the ban?"