The slender silk thread was about to pierce Lingzhen's eyebrows, but at this moment, it strangely stopped three inches in front of his eyebrows. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It can be seen that at the very top of the thin line, a black ball of light emerges, as if it is the existence of that light cluster that makes the silk thread not advance in the slightest.

At this moment, Lingzhen stopped the movements of his hands, a trace of exhaustion flashed in his eyes, his eyes swept over the surrounding light clusters, a faint smile appeared on his handsome face, and said, "Seventeen, it's enough." ”

"Woo. ”

As Lingzhen's words fell, the dozen or so black light clusters around his body, with a powerful yin aura, went straight to Han Qin.

At this time, Han Qin's face sank like water, his fists were clenched, his fingertips were a little white because he was too hard, and his eyes were staring at the dozen or so light clusters that flew in, and he smelled a strong smell of danger above those light clusters.

The countless monks around opened their eyes wide, their expressions were shocked, and they looked at this scene in disbelief, they originally thought that the victory and defeat had been decided, but they didn't expect such a reversal to happen.

Lin Fan's gaze was also a little solemn at this time, if there were only one or two of those light clusters, it would not be difficult to deal with, but more than a dozen of them swarmed up together, even he felt a burst of danger.

Suddenly, Lin Fan's heart moved, at this moment he thought of the Soul Devouring Banner, how similar the attacks of the two were, only by summoning the spirit of heaven and earth, and by directly sealing and refining the soul, the techniques were different.

Phew!

At this moment, Han Qin's palms came out together, and several giant cyan wind blades appeared out of thin air, intertwined with each other, forming a fan, and then burst out violently, strangling towards one of the light clusters.

Thundered!

The spirit in the black light cluster let out a piercing whining sound, and at the same time spewed out a large mouthful of black gas, without dodging or dodging, directly slammed into the cyan wind blade in a violent attitude.

Poof!

A series of sounds suddenly sounded in the air, and the black light cluster and the spirit inside were directly cut into several pieces by the wind blade, but the wind blade itself was also corroded by the black mist, and could no longer be maintained, and slowly dissipated.

Whew!

This move seemed to anger the remaining spirits, only a few roars were heard from the black light cluster, and the next moment all the spirits flew out towards Han Qin at the same time, and the black mist was filled, with a strong corrosive aura, it looked like a black oppression, overwhelming, making people's scalps tingle.

Han Qin looked at the black pressure above his head in horror, and his body retreated violently, but no matter how he retreated, the black mist followed him like a shadow, closely following the top of his head, and swept towards Han Qin.

At this time, Han Qin had no way to retreat, behind him was the edge of the light curtain, once he lost this game directly, this was not the result he wanted.

Gritting his teeth, a trace of decisiveness flashed on Han Qin's face, and a jewel emitting a colorful light suddenly appeared in his hand, this bead was obtained by Han Qin by accident, and so far he has not figured out the specific function of this bead, only knows that the colorful light emitted by the bead has amazing defensive power, and it is usually regarded as a treasure.

The colorful light instantly enveloped Han Qin's entire person, and at this time, the black mist just fell, instantly covering Han Qin's figure in it.

Han Qin in the black mist was suddenly shocked, a trace of horror appeared in his eyes, and just when he was about to use his spiritual power to resist, suddenly the colorful light outside his body was flourishing, and this colorful light seemed to have a natural restraint on the black mist.

All the black mist turned into gas and evaporated the moment it touched the seven-colored light, and it was impossible to get close to the seven-colored light at all.

Han Qin, who was originally a little frightened, was immediately ecstatic when he saw this scene, at this time, he was shrouded in colorful light, and his body was full of color, looking extremely extraordinary, and he had a feeling of inviolability.

Standing in the distance, Lingzhen's handsome face raised his eyebrows slightly, and his slender palm suddenly formed a handprint again.

Originally, there were some ghosts in the black light group who were afraid to step forward, but at this time, they were all afraid of death, rolling in the rolling black mist, and all of them swooped down to think of Han Qin.

Thundered!

With each impact, the black mist outside the ghost's body weakened a little, but despite this, they did not mean to stop at all, but the force of the impact became more and more ferocious each time.

Han Qin's face faintly appeared a little pale, he found that if he wanted to maintain this colorful light to use against the enemy, the consumption of spiritual power was too great, plus the previous attack had consumed a lot of his spiritual power, and now he gradually felt overwhelmed.

Han Qin gritted his teeth and insisted, he couldn't lose this battle, once he lost, it would have a great impact on him, but fortunately, the restraint of the colorful light on the black fog was great, and he could only pray that those black monsters would be consumed by himself first.

Rumble!

As one after another spiritual ghosts exploded, Han Qin's face became more and more pale, and there was a sense of weakness in his body, he had really tried his best, but the spiritual power in his body had reached the point of running out of oil and drying up, but there were still seven or eight black light clusters, and the other party was even more relaxed, if he continued to fight, he would only fall, thinking of this, Han Qin's face showed a trace of bitterness.

"I admit defeat!" In just three words, it seemed that he had exhausted all of Han Qin's strength, he was too aggrieved to fight this battle, he was confident that if the other party did not summon those strange black monsters, he was absolutely sure that he would be able to win, but the fighting method was like this, the process was not important, the important thing was to win the game.

Wow!

As Han Qin said the words of admitting defeat, there was a sudden uproar among the disciples of Tianyi Sect, Han Qin had the absolute upper hand when they first fought, but who would have thought that it would be such a result in the end, and in the face of so many monsters that could breathe black mist, they considered themselves not opponents.

Ling Zhen smiled slightly, his slender palm quickly formed a seal, and the spirit ghost, which was still frantically attacking Han Qin, suddenly stopped attacking, and at the same time, the black mist slowly disappeared, and disappeared between heaven and earth in a blink of an eye.

"Hahaha, the genius disciples of Sect Master Yan's noble sect are really extraordinary, but it seems that the disciples of my Fansheng Palace are even better. Fan Jizi laughed.

"If this seat is not mistaken, that junior just used the spirit summoning technique, and the disciple of this sect is not unjustly lost. Yan Xiu's face was not very good-looking, and he stared at Fanji Zidao for a moment.

"Hehe, Sect Master Yan really has good eyesight, but if you lose, you lose, and there are two more games, let's not waste time, let's continue to start." Fan Jizi smiled, his expression full of confidence.

"Hmph! Spiritualism is forbidden in today's cultivation realm, if the disciples of your sect still use spirituality, then the next competition will not need to be carried out at all. Yan Xiu said coldly.

Hearing this, Fan Jizi's complexion changed slightly, and a subtle glint flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Sect Master Yan, please rest assured that except for Lingzhen, there is no second person in this sect who has practiced the spirit summoning technique. ”

"I hope so. Yan Xiu glanced at Fanji meaningfully, said lightly, and then turned to the disciple behind him and said, "Do any of you want to compete in the second game?"

With Han Qin's experience, it can be seen that the Fansheng Palace is obviously prepared this time, and no one answered for a while, and the scene is a little embarrassing. (To be continued.) )