The music sometimes melodiously turned, sometimes sharp and harsh, sounds messy, but in fact contains a certain law, and each tone carries a special power.

The large net of green light gathered entangled the unicorn condensed by demonic energy, and its seemingly irresistible offensive was firmly in the middle of the ring, unable to take half a step forward.

Although the giant had not completely collapsed, the demonic aura around his body was like smoke, and it no longer had the condensed appearance it had just now. The demon cultivator at the back of the ring had a solemn expression, his hands couldn't stop pinching, and a black bead above his head was constantly exuding pure demonic energy.

This demonic qi complemented his own aura, and the wisps were like countless thin threads, pulling the one-horned demon in the middle of the ring, making it continue to solidify and move more freely.

The troll frantically waved the battle axe in his hand, with a soaring black qi, splitting the green light net, and every time a light rope was broken, the piercing sound made the demon cultivator's heart tremble, and the sea of knowledge trembled slightly, but there was no substantial damage.

Demon Xiu made up his mind, thinking that this sound attack was useless, his expression was relieved, and he accelerated the flipping of his hands, and the black lines almost covered the entire ring.

The demon swelled and grew in an instant, its head almost resisting the formation enchantment, it broke free from the light net and took a step forward, and all the monks outside the field seemed to feel a slight vibration.

Qu Mingcicada's small figure, under the backdrop of the huge demon man, looks even more fragile and pitiful.

Seeing the two battle axes pressed down fiercely, the monks who were fighting outside the arena all shook their heads and sighed for her, the entire ring was shrouded in black gas, and the cyan was about to be submerged.

Outside the barrier of the square, Zhuqing Zhenren frowned slightly, his eyes were extremely worried, and his hands behind his back were already tightly clenched into fists.

Xiao Changting, who was standing in the air, had a much lighter smile, and his divine sense saw that the cicadas in the field were not moving, and he was ready to save people.

"Why doesn't this Drunken Moon Fairy move?" Ji Ruyue's eyes were infused with spiritual power, and she could see clearly through the demonic energy, and when the light net was dispersed, Qu Mingcicada had no movement, but her expression didn't look like admitting defeat.

"Maybe you have a backhand. He Miaomiao had fought with her, and knew that she had more than that, and that a mere monster was not even enough for her to use a killing move.

The black giant axe split the demonic qi, and it was about to alarm the teleportation formation, but Qu Mingcicada moved at this time.

She flew on her toes until she was above her side, her waist bent backwards, and she held the flute in her right hand and pinched the trick in her left hand, waving a long cyan light in the air.

Without the prospect of falling, she swirled and danced in the air along the axe and the Majin's arm, accompanied by the tune of the flute.

Full of fighting spirit, heroic, no longer the soft fairy posture of the Cloud Dream Pavilion.

The monks in the audience were surprised by her change, and they had a disdain for the little dancing girl in their hearts, but at this time, they were shocked by the blue glow in the sky, and saw the green light corroding the huge demon.

What surprised everyone more was the demon cultivator who thought he was going to win. As soon as the second song sounded, his meridians suddenly stiffened, the dantian seemed to be restrained, the speed of pinching the trick became slower and slower, and even the natal magic weapon on his head had stopped rotating.

He wanted to break free, the harder he tried, the more he was trapped, and his eyes wanted to leave the dancing figure, but he seemed to be held tightly and couldn't move away at all.

Demon Xiu's heart was horrified, and only then did he realize that the first song with no offensive power was to pave the way for this dance and the second song, and the moment he was combined, he was doomed.

The strong restraint tightly involved Zhihai, and the power seemed to be able to destroy him, and the demon cultivator secretly screamed badly, and quickly opened his mouth to admit defeat.

This mouth, but found that he couldn't make a sound! He reached out of the sea of consciousness, trying to alarm the formation, and wanted to turn his eyes to look at Xiao Changting in the sky, but neither his divine sense nor his eyes were controlled by his mind!

From the sidelines, it seems that the demon cultivator is still constantly inputting demonic energy, and although the offensive is weak, it is obviously not the appearance of giving up.

He Miaomiao found that something was wrong, in the swirling black air, there was clearly panic and despair in the eyes of the demon cultivator, and it was not a normal battle at all.

"Huh?" Ji Ruyue also noticed this, turned her head to look at He Miaomiao, and said softly, "I was blind." ”

The sound of the song could hardly penetrate the barrier, and only the intermittent sound could be heard outside, and the monks could only be amazed by the dancing posture of the cicadas, completely ignorant of the power of the combination of dance and music.

"Is she going to be a killer?" Zishen, who went to the side of the team to chat, silently retreated to his original position, and saw a strange female cultivator standing next to He Miaomiao.

"I look like a killer move. He Miaomiao replied, and then opened her mouth to introduce the two to each other, "This is my younger brother He Yan, Ah Yan, this is Ji Daoyou, whose name is like the moon." ”

Zishen pulled out a smile and saluted with his fists, without any surprise that his name was changed. It is indispensable to make friends with colleagues in foreign experience, and he has changed a lot of names himself, but this time with He Miaomiao, he feels a little fresh.

Ji Ruyue greeted him, the three of them stood together, looked at the ring again, and the demon cultivator's face on the field was pale, and it seemed that he couldn't support it for long.

His changes are too obvious, the monks in the field can already see clearly, plus the demonic energy is getting weaker and weaker, the demons are almost dispersing, and even the foundation building monks can sense that something is wrong.

High in the sky, Xiao Changting pursed his lips, and there seemed to be hesitation in his eyes. Seeing Qu Mingcicada swinging out a dark light, he didn't hesitate any longer, stretched out his hand and waved downward, protecting the demon cultivator who was about to scatter his soul and teleport to the outside of the field.

The demonic qi disappeared suddenly, stepping on the song of the demon flying in the air, and fell to the ground without hurrying, she raised her eyes to look out of the formation, and met Xiao Changting's eyes.

"Sorry......"

Xiao Changting spoke silently, but did not receive any response. Qu Mingciao's cold eyes instantly retracted, and he jumped out of the ring lightly, burrowing into the crowd without looking back, and disappeared.

The influential people in the city retreated as soon as they fought, and they had no intention of continuing to participate in the competition, which caused a lot of discussion among the monks.

"It is said that the family of the Drunken Moon Fairy all died tragically at the hands of demon cultivators, and it seems that the rumors are true. ”

"Of course it's true! Or the fairy will kill that man?"

"Tut-tut, look at Mr. Xiao's face, this time you can offend your sweetheart!"

He Miaomiao just listened to the excitement, looked at Qu Mingcia from afar, and saw that she was really walking towards the direction of Yunmeng Pavilion with Zhuqing Zhenren, and the last bit of worry in her heart disappeared.

No matter which play this play is, as long as she is far away, He Miaomiao will not be too lazy to care.

The ring matches were one after another, and the teams that drew numbers continued to move forward, and by the time it was the turn of the three, many monks had already been eliminated from the competition and went out of the square barrier to join the crowd watching the battle.

After Zishen and Ji Ruyue drew the number, He Miaomiao, who was standing behind, stretched out her hand, injected spiritual power and picked out a ray of light to punch into the token, and the front immediately showed the ninety-sixth.