"He is Lu Song! I have heard Master say many times that our Hengyue Sect has only been on the first day in a hundred years, and the Xuandao Sect has lost this time!"

"Fifth Senior Brother, come on, we will follow your example!"

The inner disciples of the Hengyue Sect cheered excitedly one by one, and the failures of the first two games made them regain their confidence at this moment. There are even female disciples, like nymphomaniacs, who immediately have a sense of favor for Lu Song.

Huanglong Zhenren was also smiling, and secretly said that Lu Song would definitely win this time!

Wang Zhuo glanced at Lu Song jealously and snorted lightly.

The disciples of the Xuandao Sect were also shocked one by one, this Lu Song's fame was like thunder to them, and they were amazed in the exchange twenty years ago, although they still lost in the end, but they left a deep impression on the elders of the Xuandao Sect.

Old Man Ouyang's face was slightly gloomy, and he said, "Xu Mu, I allow you to unlock the seal of the master ancestor and show your true level!"

Xu Mu's expression was serious, and he unbuttoned his shirt, only to see a dark yellow paper talisman pasted on his chest.

The elders of the Hengyue Sect were stunned, and after carefully looking at the paper talisman, they all looked shocked.

"Ouyang Daoyou, this paper talisman ......" Huanglong Zhenren said colorlessly.

Old Man Ouyang's eyes flashed, and he said indifferently: "Huanglong Zhenren, there is something to take this opportunity to explain, today's exchange, if my Xuandao Sect wins, in addition to the previous conditions, I also have to add a point, this Hengyue Peak, you need to borrow my Xuandao Sect for five hundred years!"

Everyone's complexion changed, and Huang Long Zhenren narrowed his eyes and said, "Ouyang Daoyou, are you joking!"

Old Man Ouyang shook his head and said, "Huanglong Daoyou, you have also seen this paper talisman, the spiritual power on it cannot be made by the Yuan Infant Ancestor. Let's be honest, there is an ancestor of my Xuandao Sect who has returned from the extraterritorial battlefield of the fourth-level Xiuzhen Kingdom...... He brought back the news that several ancestors of your Hengyue Sect were all killed. ”

Huang Longzhen's expression changed, and after a long time, he said in a deep voice: "Ouyang Daoyou, don't talk nonsense, otherwise don't blame the Hengyue faction for not being emotional!"

Old man Ouyang smiled slightly, and said: "My Xuandao Sect is looking at the past friendship, so I didn't take advantage of it, but left a show for the Hengyue faction, this competition, if the Hengyue faction wins, then the matter will be over." My words have arrived, Huanglong Daoyou, continue to compete!"

The inner disciples of the Hengyue Sect were confused when they heard it, but they all felt that there was a big stone pressing on the bottom of their hearts, and the sky seemed to be darkened at this moment.

Wang Lin was shocked in his heart, what Situ Nan said in the dark path was indeed true, and the cultivation realm was indeed divided into levels according to the country.

Sun Dazhu's face was pale, his eyes were blank, and he said to himself: "It's over, it's over, the ancestors are all dead, the Hengyue faction used to rely on the fact that the ancestor was outside to deter other sects, and it could barely gain a foothold, but now, it's ...... Damn, if it weren't for the fact that 500 years ago, the fourth-level Xiuzhen Kingdom Blue Dragon Great Power withdrew all the Yuan Infant Ancestors of the Zhao Kingdom for the sake of the competition for aliens, the Hengyue Sect would not have ended up like this. ”

Huang Long Zhenren saw that the surrounding junior disciples and the disciples in the sect were all flustered, he forcibly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and shouted loudly: "Hengyue Sect people should not panic, this matter is true or false, there are elders in the sect to distinguish between them, what are you waiting for! Lu Song, you continue to compete!"

Lu Song on the stone platform was also shocked by Ouyang's words just now, and at this time he tightened his mind, opened his mouth and spit out a purple mang, as soon as the purple mang came out, it immediately swelled, turned into a big hand that flashed black mang, and grabbed it towards Xu Mu.

Xu Mu's expression moved slightly, and without saying a word, he slapped the storage bag, and flew out six golden balls and greeted him. Lu Song sneered, secretly pinched the magic trick with his right hand, and shook his big hand in mid-air, and suddenly a strange wind rose, and the six golden balls faintly trembled, deviating from the trajectory.

This strange wind blew even more and the aura in Xu Mu's body was scattered, his complexion changed greatly, and he shouted: "Explosion!"

Six balls of golden light exploded at the same time, and a circular wave rushed out, blowing the surrounding spectators to retreat one after another.

Lu Song snorted coldly and sneered: "Carving insect small skill!" With a big hand in mid-air, it turned into a fist, ignoring the explosion of the golden light ball, the speed did not decrease, and it quickly smashed down.

Xu Mu's face was bloodless, and seeing that the strange hand on his head was about to be pressed, he gritted his teeth, and an object suddenly floated in the storage bag, which was an ordinary-looking yellow paper, Xu Mu bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of blood mist.

The blood quickly transformed into liquid from mist in mid-air, condensed together like a blood dragon, Xu Mu didn't blink his eyes, his right hand pinched the magic trick, and there were words in his mouth, only to see that the blood dragon twisted, closed and connected, forming a strange figure, which was suddenly printed on the yellow paper!

The yellow paper suddenly shot out with a dazzling light, like a small sun, and the fist smashed in mid-air dissipated quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When Wang Lin saw this, his heart moved, this paper talisman, he also had one in his storage bag!

"It's actually a Lingbao!" Lu Song frowned, flicked his sleeves, and suddenly two white dragons flew out, spun around quickly in mid-air, and hit Xu Mu with lightning speed.

Xu Mu laughed miserably, at this time, all his energy was focused on resisting the opponent's huge monster fist in mid-air, and he was powerless to resist these two flying swords that turned into white dragons.

Seeing that the two white dragons had already revealed their hideous huge mouths, at this dangerous juncture, a cold snort suddenly came from among the disciples of the Xuandao Sect.

Immediately after, a black rainbow shot out from the disciples of the Xuandao Sect in an instant, easily enveloping the two white dragons, making an overwhelming squeak, and the white dragons quickly shrunk, and finally turned into two small silver swords. The black Changhong contracted vigorously, and suddenly with a snap, the two flying swords broke off from it and fell on the stone platform.

Lu Song's face changed instantly, and the flying sword that was cultivating in his mind was destroyed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, revealing a shocked look. The big hand that pressed on the top of Xu Mu's head was also damaged because of his mental damage, so he couldn't condense and dissipated.

Xu Mu escaped, hurriedly grabbed the yellow paper, and quickly retreated, his face couldn't help but show a look of luck. Lu Song walked off the stone platform with a gloomy expression at this time.

Huanglong Zhenren's face sank, and he shouted: "Xuandao Sect, don't deceive people too much!" Several fellow disciples beside him also glared angrily one by one, and some of them were angry and irritable, and they had already taken out their personal magic weapons, and when they saw that they didn't say a word, they would fight!

Most of the inner disciples also saw the door at this time, and they all showed anger, and the other two purple-clothed disciples looked cautious, looking at the middle-aged man standing at the end of the Xuandao Sect.

The cold snort just now was made by him.

Old man Ouyang looked back at the middle-aged man in his eyes, shook his head and said with a wry smile: "In this third game, your Hengyue faction won, as for what happened just now, the old man ......"

"Old man Ouyang, don't talk so much nonsense, this Hengyue faction, that's it!" The middle-aged man standing at the end walked out unruly, and as soon as he stepped on it, there was a clicking sound on the ground, and a slender crack immediately appeared from under his feet, permeating the stone platform.