"Bastard, which side are you helping, don't you want to save Long Lan?"

Although the Sky Wuji was protected by the breath of Jialan, it was really exhausted and could not move.

Zhang Ye saw the voice of the stitch and said: "I want to help you, let me ask you, what should I do with that demon yuan relic?"

Changkong Wuji said: "What scruples do you have about life and death? I will never be coerced by your scoundrel even if I die, but for the sake of Long Lan, this seat promised you the Demon Yuan Relic." You don't have to bear the promise you made to me, you can deal with it yourself!"

Whoosh - As soon as the promise of the sky was spoken, Zhang Ye passed by a string of phantoms. Changkong Wuji returned to Zhang Ye's back and fluttered.

Kill, kill, kill, kill - Zhang Ye was really angry, and one after another cold light hit the sky above.

Boom Boom Boom Boom - The realm became purgatory, exploding everywhere, a sea of fire, and endless mana fluctuating wildly.

Now it is Zhang Ye who cooperates with the six people of the East China Sea to launch a century battle against the seven people of the Poison Extreme Sect, each showing their magical powers.

"Changkong Wuji has been stopped by me, let's do it in one go, and when the time comes, we will discuss how to divide Wuji. Zhang Ye said to Bai Donglai.

"Good!"

In Bai Donglai's loud voice, he rose to a higher space and let out a scream.

Whoosh - After Bai Dong came, the five golden rays of light flashed together, and the five disciples of the East China Sea True Transmission also rose. Gather around Bai Donglai.

The golden light between each of them is connected together like a chain through some special mental method.

The six gods are conjoined and the true dragon goes out to sea - the majestic mana aura like a mountain is densely permeated in the dark realm, and then the golden dragon circling in the air instantly becomes thick, and it is divided into nine dragons and the golden dragon is scattered.

"Nine Dragons True Fist!"

In the darkness, the voice of the leading disciple of the Poison Extreme Sect rose: "This is the Great Divine Power of the East China Sea, it is not under our Tianluo Realm, deal with it carefully." ”

Flutter flutter - this formed a scene of the collapse of heaven and earth, under the dark canopy, nine golden dragons wildly rushed in all directions, and the cracks in the canopy became bigger and bigger.

Oh ha, oh hahaha - at the same time, there are endless and endless one-meter-square grimaces flying in the realm, although there are many of these little grimaces, they are not as domineering as the golden dragon, and everywhere they go, they are swallowed up by the golden dragon.

But every time it impacted, it also made each golden dragon stained with a trace of black gas.

After all, since this field can be called "Thousand Poison Tianluo", it is not trivial, Biluo Liuyang Pill cannot be fully resisted, it can only be delayed and suppressed, and it is only a matter of time before it is invaded by poisonous gas.

However, there were endless grimaces, and each grimace was swallowed by the golden dragon, and the aura of the dark canopy was weakened by a point.

It's getting hot, and it's just a matter of who can hold on longer.

Kill - On the other side, Zhang Ye's Purple Qi Tianluo and Ten Steps One Kill were launched alternately, and there was no momentum of deep poisonous gas.

At this point, Bai Donglai also vaguely found that something was wrong, according to the reason, Zhang Ye did not have a pill, and he did not strengthen the spirit body, and there was no help of the Liuyang Pill, at this time, the poison entered the meridians, and the lamp should be dried and cleaned, what is wrong?

Bai Donglai also knew that he had fallen into Zhang Ye's trap, but at this time, he rode on the tiger and couldn't get down.

Entering the white-hot race against time, one minute slower, if you can't break through the Poison Tianluo Realm, then it is only a matter of time before you die of poison.

On the other hand, they had a premonition that the strength of the East China Sea disciples was so strong, and the resistance to poison was so strong, that the people of the Poison Extreme Sect were also panicking, if they couldn't destroy the East China Sea disciples before the Thousand Poison Heavenly Luo collapsed, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The confrontation between the two sides intensified, and on the contrary, Zhang Ye was the easiest one.

"Changkong is mentally retarded, give you an elixir to eat, and protect your gourd with your Gang Qi!" Zhang Ye said: "Otherwise, if you spend a long time in this field, the gourd will die." ”

The sky is not only exhausted, but the internal injuries are also like a volcanic eruption, and it cannot be refused.

He also understood that once the poisonous gas broke through the protective layer of the gourd, the Long Lan in it was only practicing qi cultivation, and he was afraid that it would turn into pus and blood within half a breath.

"Good. Changkong Wuji agreed, and added: "If you dare to insult me again, I will help the people of the East China Sea kill you." ”

Suddenly, the five Hui Dan returned to the mouth like a sugar gourd.

The power of the medicine turned into a stream of hot air, rising from his inner pill.

Although the internal injuries of Changkong Wuji are too serious, he has also accumulated some real power.

Immediately, a trace of pure qi surrounded him, protecting his two Eight Treasure Gourds to help resist the invasion of toxins.

Zhang Ye's gourd has a blue heart and golden buds, but there are no taboos.

This process was seen by Bai Dong, who was in a bitter battle, and he finally knew that something was wrong. Zhang Ye is a thief, and he turned back in advance.

At the same time, since he was in the realm of Poison Heaven Luo, Zhang Ye's behavior naturally couldn't escape the eyes of the disciples of the Poison Extreme Sect.

As a result, the true power of the two sides eased slightly.

Seizing the opportunity, Bai Donglai spread the voice to the audience: "Friends of the Poison Extreme Sect listen to me. We are fighting among ourselves, but we are profiting the fishermen. Zhang Ye, this thief is not a good bird, and the sky is what everyone wants, why not stop fighting and negotiate with the three parties. ”

Although they saw that the nine golden dragons were all infected with black qi and were about to be destroyed, the seven members of the Poison Extreme Sect also understood that the great divine powers from the East China Sea were not trivial, and their own Thousand Poison Realm was also in danger. If you don't know how to advance or retreat, you may have to get to the point where the same will be destroyed and the benefits will be attributed to Zhang Ye.

"Okay, stop fighting!"

Somewhere in the dark, a voice came from calling the shots.

While Zhang Ye secretly screamed that it was not good, he sensed that both sides were retracting, you have a trace of your hand, I have a trace of it, and so on, it doesn't take an instant, and your limit has arrived. But there is no way.

Changkong Wuji sighed and thought secretly, this is really just out of the wolf's mouth, and into the thief's den, and finally let a scoundrel come in to fish in troubled waters, but it fell short.

In addition, Sky Mowgli is also worried about Ah Duo.

The magic weapon is also afraid of toxins, especially the high-grade magic weapon that has formed the machine spirit, and the closer it is to people, the more sensitive it is to this kind of thing.

So there is no way to stop it, Ah Duo, who was hiding in Zhang Ye's sleeve, was seriously injured earlier, the lamp was dry and clean, and he was corroded by toxins at this time, although it was not as serious as others, but it was not easy.

Finally, after the last trace of strength of the two sides was withdrawn, the nine golden dragons hovering in the air disappeared, the black canopy field disappeared, and the white snowflakes floated down from the sky again.

Heaven and earth are gloomy!

Whoosh - just a fight, from top to bottom, left and right, front and back, thirteen figures surrounded Zhang Ye in it, cold sweat broke out, as if facing a great enemy.

The six people in the East China Sea were led by Bai Donglai, who looked with a dark face.

On the other side, a total of seven disciples wearing cyan Taoist robes and a crown of demons on their heads were panting, and it looked like they had just fought a battle, and with the strength of their seven disciples, they were impacted by the Dragon Emperor's True Fist Divine Power, and the consumption was too great.