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Suddenly, a force that shook the heart was extremely shocking, and instantly spread directly through this clay figure, directly towards the Zen Tianlong before concentrating on this demonic flame, it was a strong suck, this suction was too huge, just like the scene when the Qing Buddha monk was inhaled into this demonic flame just now.

Compared with the Qing Buddha and monks, Zen Tianlong is immature after all. Therefore, he was sucked down by this force, and his body was involuntarily sucked into this blazing demonic flame.

Zen Tianlong exclaimed, instinctively cast a spell, his divine sense clone was a black dragon, he was almost caught by the Changsheng angler before, but fortunately avoided it in time.

At this moment, Zen Tianlong knew that this flame was extremely dangerous, and he worked hard to urge the divine consciousness clone without thinking, summoning this black dragon out, directly protecting him in front of him, the black dragon opened his mouth and sprayed, and the cold and piercing water flowed directly into the demon flame.

At the same time, Zen Tianlong even unfolded the Demon Sutra of his Demon Sect, absorbing the magic fire in this demon flame in an instant, and turning it into the original power of himself.

Because Zen Tianlong is a demon demon, he takes demon thoughts as the foundation of cultivation.

At this moment, although it was the seven-colored demon flames, not only did he not feel any discomfort, but he was extremely happy, because it matched his demonic nature. The more he absorbed this demonic flame, the more he felt that his demonic thoughts had increased greatly, and his body was full of hideousness. There seems to be endless magic, and it is about to be released.

But just when Zen Tianlong was instantly immersed in the magic fire and overjoyed, all of a sudden, Changsheng fished Weng's purple holy heavenly rod, unceremoniously struggled to pick it up, and on the head of the long pole branch, the hook was already rushing to Zen Tianlong's body, pulling Zen Tianlong's neck alive.

Then, this Changsheng angler snatched the fishing rod back with all his might, and suddenly, Zen Tianlong's entire body was sent to this old man like a fish with the trajectory of this purple holy heavenly rod.

As for the Zen Heavenly Dragon's divine consciousness clone, that is, the black dragon, at this moment, it has been completely wrapped in this colorful demon fireworks, and together with Mo Yufei, Chu Tian, and the Qing Buddha Divine Monk, they roared and laughed evil in the fire.

Zen Tianlong was extremely unwilling to be caught by this fishing rod, and the moment the old man was caught with a rod, the old man put away the rod very quickly at the same time, and pulled out a black net from his waist, and the lines on the net were extremely fine.

When Zen Tianlong saw that the old man was about to throw himself into the net while opening the black net, he couldn't help but hiss and shouted, "What are you going to do?

Before Zen Tianlong could continue, Changsheng Angler Weng had already impatiently pulled Zen Tianlong's neck and collar, and then threw it into the black net with brute force.

The old man tied the net tightly, and then looked at it with a smile, and the old man who had been watching and watching, with a sad face.

Changsheng angler Weng provoked: "Senior brother, look, in this first net, I caught Li Shanshan and Gui Xian'er, and in the second net at this moment, Zen Tianlong was thrown into the net by me. Senior brother, the power of your telekinesis clay figure is nothing more than that! That seemingly great suction force has not been able to stop it, the powerful fishing power of my Purple Saint Heavenly Rod, hehe, junior brother, I think you still admit to defeat!"

After hearing this, the old man was still calm, and he snorted coldly, "Senior brother, don't be ashamed. Even if you take away Zen Tianlong, but at this moment, in my colorful demon fireworks, there are still Chu Tian, Mo Yufei and Qing Buddha Monks. We're three on both sides. Moreover, the importance of these three of me seems to be much stronger than the rotten turtle in the broken net of my senior brother. ”

"You dare to say that I am a rotten turtle, so uneducated, so unqualified, you are a rotten old man!" Turtle Xian'er was in the black net, and after hearing the old man of the plastic spirit mocking himself, he couldn't help but protest loudly and ridicule each other.

The old man didn't answer, just stood on the ground, lowered his head and stared very seriously, and continued to pinch the clay figure, this time, he was more confident, he wanted to defeat his senior brother, and he wanted to win in this bet, so he still had chips.

This chip is the rest of the martial arts warriors who entered the Demon Flame Tower.

Whether it is Li Lan, Huang Xiangzu, Gui Empress, or Gui Tiancheng, Zhang Ruan, Jishan, or Bai Xiaoqi, and other elite disciples of various sects. These hundreds of martial arts illusionists, in the eyes of this old man who shaped the spirit, were all refined.

And in the eyes of Changsheng angler, these people are also his fishing products.

The two of them are brothers, and they want to become their own refining and fishing products by competing for these martial illusion warriors. See who competes for more resources and who wins the bet.

The old man continued to knead the clay figures with both hands, each of which was seen by the many martial artists who were staring silently at the other side of the flames.

In the blink of an eye, another clay figure jumped into his hand, the old man who shaped the spirit, his eyes narrowed, staring ahead, only to see the image of the clay figure, majestic and majestic, with anger on his face. Only one pair of eyes did not open. Because he is blind, he cannot convey his spirit. This is exactly the clay figurine made for Li Lan.

The old man of the plastic spirit threw it down, and when the clay figure fell into the firelight, it made a violent sound, and when it reverberated, Li Lan couldn't help but stumble, and the force emanating from the clay figure instantly rolled up his body and attached it directly to the colorful demon fireworks.

Li Lan was only a tenth-level martial arts illusion power, and he was powerless to fight at all, he entered the Demon Flame, and it didn't take long for him to lose his mind, and he became in the same state as Mo Yufei and Chu Tian, which was a crazy roar and an evil smile on his face.

Changsheng angler, originally wanted to use the Purple Saint Heavenly Rod to catch it and become his own fishing product at the moment when Li Lan entered the magic flame. However, seeing that Li Lan was crazy and desperate, Changsheng fisherman, simply gave him up! Let him be sucked into the fire.

Next, the old man made a clay figure of a cold and beautiful, middle-aged beauty who looked like a fairy, and this clay figure image came from the face of the queen.

The old man did not hesitate, and threw it out casually, when the clay figure statue of the image of the noble queen was thrown into the magic fire, with the sound of burning again, the fluttering body of the noble queen was sucked up by an inexplicable force, and directly inhaled into the magic fire.

Although the noble queen had been mentally prepared, she was still unable to parry and was forced to enter this demonic flame, she let out a helpless roar.

Subsequently, just about to enter the demon flame, lose his mind, and be rendered by the magic fire, the purple saint heavenly rod of Changsheng Angler Weng swung with a stroke, directly holding up the noble queen and her whole body on the fishing rod, and then shook it falsely, connecting the rod with people, forming a graceful arc, when returning to Changsheng Angler.

This old man picked up a big black net around his waist again, and directly threw the noble queen, who was too late to struggle, into the black net. Then he plunged into the black net, looked at the old man of the plastic spirit, and said with a smile, "Senior brother, I caught another one, it seems that we are four to four, and the fight is tied!"

"In that case, let's continue!" "In that case, let's continue!" The old man of the Plastic Spirit, with a calm gaze and a cold look, continued to pinch his clay figure, this time it was the Yellow Elephant Ancestor.

Looking at the remaining martial illusionists, only Huang Xiangzu's martial arts power is the highest. At the same time, it is also a martial arts illusion warrior that he and his senior brother are fighting for!

Thinking of this, the old man looked solemn, he used his hands very delicately, outlining the appearance of this clay figure, concentrating on the molding, this belongs to the clay figure of the image of the yellow elephant ancestor!

Time passed again, and when the old man of the plastic spirit was indifferently and carefully pinched, a strange smile instantly appeared on his face.