Burst!

In a mist-shrouded, glow-filled hall, an old man in a white robe, who looked quite embarrassed, spit out a bloody arrow with a hideous face, and his breath withered down like a heavy blow at this moment.

"What's going on?"

The old man's eyes were full of disbelief, and he opened his mouth to exclaim, as if he had encountered something that shocked him greatly, but his body did not move at all, as if he was maintaining something.

If you look closely, there is a trace of heroism between his eyebrows, just like Zhuge Chaohua, who was plotted by the Ero Demon Master before, and it is obvious that he was transformed after one of his moves.

In front of it, a golden pagoda with a height of five feet is shining with golden rays, and you can see the faint blood-colored brilliance on it as far as the eye can see.

The source of its brilliance was an inconspicuous, black-red and dull fist-sized bead in Zhuge Chaohua's hand.

Looking at the posture of his sitting upright, and the posture of the magic trick that he still stood still after being hit hard and vomiting blood, it was obvious that he was using the dark red beads to refine the pagoda in front of the sacrifice.

"Are they still alive?"

Zhuge Chaohua frowned in one place, muttered again and again, his face was extremely ugly, and suddenly he looked up, looking at the top of the main hall, his pupils suddenly shrank, as if he had seen something extremely shocked, and exclaimed: "How is it possible? How can the Five Prison Array fail?"

Looking at the change in his expression, there was obviously a hint of unease, and even the magic technique in his hand, which had been stable, had changed slightly.

After pondering for a while, Zhuge Chaohua, who had been maintaining the magic trick unchanged, his face softened slightly, as if he was cheering for himself, and muttered to himself: "Fortunately, there is still the formation protection outside this hall, plus those hybrid spirit blood demons, it should be enough to delay until I refine ......."

But before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly froze, and when his pupils contracted, he saw a soft pop, as if something had been penetrated.

Suddenly, an obscure golden light flashed in an instant, and it circled back and forth around the pagoda for an unknown number of times, and then paused in front of it, turning into a palm-sized piece of gold leaf.

"This ...... What's that?"

The moment he saw the gold leaf appear, Zhuge Chaohua couldn't help but exclaim again, the shock of this life seemed to be used at this moment.

But before it was shocked, it covered all his cheeks, and it solidified again, only to see that the gold leaf was shocked, and when the golden light flickered, it suddenly turned into a phantom.

It was an old man wearing a simple Taoist robe, wearing a purple and gold crown, holding floating dust, pinching the trick with one hand, and a fairy wind bone.

If Wang Mo was here, he would definitely recognize that the old man was the old man in the portrait of his hidden sect inheritance that he saw in the thatched hut in the forbidden land of the Great Xia Empire.

I saw that this old phantom flickered slightly, and it automatically stretched out the palm that was holding the magic trick, pinched the still gold leaf, and slowly printed it towards the top of the pagoda.

"You...... What are you doing?"

Sensing its movements, Zhuge Chaohua felt a bad feeling in his heart, but the magic trick in his hand was at a critical juncture, but he couldn't move at all, and could only say angrily.

But the old man's phantom, as if he had not noticed his shouting, still pasted the gold leaf on the top of the pagoda.

Airplanes!

As soon as the gold leaf touched the pagoda, Weng Ran trembled, as if countless phantoms of the pagoda appeared, spreading out to the surroundings.

At the same time, an invisible suffocating coercion flowed out, and even the air froze.

Burst!

The first to bear the brunt, Zhuge Chaohua suddenly felt like he had been hit hard, and a bloody arrow erupted from his mouth, his face was like paper, and his breath was even more sluggish.

It had already suffered a sneak attack by the Ero Demon Master, and the previous Tianyuan Palace Great Array was broken, which caused it to be impacted when refining the pagoda, and at this time, abnormal movements flashed one after another, making him lose nearly half of his cultivation.

Fortunately, the strong coercion came and went faster, and when it reacted and looked up, it saw that the pagoda had returned to its original appearance, and the old man's phantom had disappeared without a trace.

It's just that it vaguely heard a sigh, leaving only a golden rune with a faint golden glow, like a pagoda plaque, printed in front of its top.

But when he saw it clearly, his expression instantly froze, and he slowly lowered his head to see that the dark red blood beads maintained by the magic in his hand had already appeared countless cracks, and under his gaze, there was a clicking and shattering sound, and the pieces were shattered.

As if he couldn't bear this change, Zhuge Chaohua's face was instantly sluggish, and then he raised his head and roared madly: "Ah...... How so...... How so?"

Roar, roar, roar!

Without waiting for the mournful expression to last long, suddenly, a cold roar resounded outside the main hall, and there was a roar in the air, as if countless huge things were galloping towards this place.

It's just that Zhuge Chaohua didn't seem to be aware of it, and he still looked at the broken pieces in his hands with a dull face, exuding a thick bloody atmosphere, and his lips closed one by one, as if he had been greatly hit.

Bang bang bang!

Just when he was unconscious, at the door of the main hall, which originally seemed to him to be extremely strong, more than a dozen figures suddenly flashed and fell to the ground.

Judging by the situation, it was a group of god-transforming monks who were being chased by fifteenth-order trolls.

As soon as these people entered the main hall, they didn't have the slightest intention of checking it, but they didn't hesitate to throw out a few rays of light, and in the crackling sound, countless light curtains were conjured, blocking the trolls.

Seeing that the food in their mouths was blocked again, the trolls were unwilling to do so, and rushed forward to smash the light curtain, but how could the defensive talismans taken out by the gods be so easy to break?

What's more, dozens of trolls all wanted to devour the essence of flesh and blood, and they had already gathered outside the main hall, and there were only a few light curtains that could attack the front of the hall.

These trolls without intelligence, as long as they retreat, attack from a distance, and join forces, they can be defeated in a few rounds, but unfortunately, they can only devour their instincts, and they can't think of such an easy way.

Even, because a few trolls couldn't occupy a good position, they bit and devoured each other, and the rest of the trolls were also affected and participated in the battle circle.

In this way, the time for which the light curtain lasts can be extended a lot.

"Zhuge Chaohua, you are so ruthless, you want to bury all of us here, today is your death!"

The gods who were temporarily safe breathed a sigh of relief, and in it, Long Tianqing, who was extremely pale, swept the situation in the hall with narrow eyes, and suddenly found Zhuge Chaohua, and couldn't help but scold.

Looking at the situation, if it weren't for the fact that he had been hit hard, and even feared Zhuge Chaohua's cultivation, he would have stepped forward to fight.

Hearing this, the rest of the Avatar Cultivators also looked at the main hall one after another, their faces were also extremely ugly, and they kept taking out their respective elixirs in their hands and swallowing them, stabilizing their cultivation.

Among them, an old man and Bi Tianya were the most seriously injured, their faces were like gold paper, and their breath around them was sluggish, as if they were about to collapse at any time.

Fortunately, beside the old man, there were two gods, a man and a woman, who were supported by him, and Bi Tianya was also taken care of by Helian Yun, who took out the elixir from time to time, took it for him, slapped it on the back with one palm, and used his own mana to help him refine.

The few Ero Wizards in the cultivators didn't care about Zhuge Chaohua, but instead set their eyes on the Zhangxu Gao Pagoda in front of him.

This pagoda only exudes a faint golden glow all over its body, and it looks like an ordinary thing, but several top figures among the gods will never look down on it so much.

You know, all of them fled here, and they noticed that the prohibition around this hall was dispersed, and in this mysterious Tianyuan Palace, how could there be simple things?

What's more, in this big hall, as far as the eye can see, before Zhuge Chaohua sits on this pagoda, if they can't see that this pagoda is their goal, thousands of years of cultivation are probably in vain.

"Zhuge Daoyou, if you still have a trace of repentance, scatter those monsters outside, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Seeing that all the cultivators were just watching, but no one said anything, Ye Chongyang's eyes rolled and he took a step forward, but the greedy color in his eyes fell on the pagoda tightly.

Its sound echoed in the empty hall, even if it was roaring outside, it was all powerful and hidden, obviously using mana transmission.

"Ahem!"

Zhuge Chaohua, who had been sluggish, trembled slightly, gasped a few times, coughed a few times, as if using great strength, then raised his head, slowly swept over the cultivators, revealed a miserable face, and said softly: "I can't do it anymore, those monsters outside, do you really think I made them? Don't forget, among you, there is a real demon giant!"

As he spoke, he raised his arm as if with great difficulty, a cold-faced Ero mage in the crowd.

"What?"

When the cultivators heard this, they were taken aback, and they couldn't help but change color, and took a few steps back, looking at the Ero Demon with a wary look in their eyes.

Looking at their situation, it is obvious that they have great distrust of this demonic powerhouse, even though they fought together and supported each other before, so they have survived until now.

But among them, Gui Xuancang, Feng Wuwu, and even Ye Chongyang and Jiang Haitao had a strange look in their eyes, but for some reason, they didn't say anything at all.

"Hey, hey!"

For the gaze of the cultivators, the Erluo Demon Master seemed to be unaware, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he let out a meaningful chuckle, looked at Zhuge Chaohua with interest, and said lightly: "Brother Mingkun Dao, don't come to harm!"

Hearing this, the pupils of the Avatar Cultivators shrank suddenly, and the look of shock flashed on their faces again, and they all looked at Zhuge Chaohua, as if they were waiting for his next words.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, under the gaze of all the cultivators, Zhuge Chaohua, who was originally sluggish, actually let out a sigh, and faintly, there seemed to be a miserable scream, but it was extremely subtle, and there was a roar outside, which made people unreal.

But no matter how cultivated the cultivators are, even if it is a slight voice, they will not be able to hide it from them in this great hall.

I saw Zhuge Chaohua, who was originally sitting still, slowly stood up, and a majestic coercion emerged on his body, which actually made the void in this hall tremble.

At this moment, the faces of the gods in the main hall suddenly turned pale, and even more, they took a few steps backwards before they stopped their figures.

Fortunately, this coercion came and went faster, and it disappeared without a trace in a short snap of a finger.

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