Xia Heyi's original plan was to use the Heavenly Opportunity to kill the formation and eradicate the eldest grandson Tai in one fell swoop, prevent him from competing for the spirit pool, and nip it in the bud. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Who knew that Changsun Tai seemed to know nothing about Wang Wushan, but he pretended to be crazy and stupid along the way, completely concealed Xia Heyi, and at a critical moment, he succeeded in one fell swoop, taking the lead in fostering the Falling Soul Bell in the Soul Storage Pool, but instead took the first step and began to let the Falling Soul Bell advance.

Such a reversal turned defeat into victory, putting Xia Heyi at an absolute disadvantage. The unwilling Xia Heyi wanted to use the power of the dragon seal to break the Soul Remnant Array of the eldest grandson Tai and regain the initiative, but he was defeated in one fell swoop and had to give up the attack, so that the dragon seal also entered the spirit storage pool and fought for the opportunity to advance.

"Xia Heyi, you are now forcibly letting Long Xi advance, the success rate is less than thirty percent, why not take a step back, this prince represents the Ji country, and he will definitely compensate Yu for the price!"

Seeing that Xia Heyi gave up the attack cleanly, the eldest grandson Tai not only did not have a trace of joy in his eyes, but showed a regretful color, and opened his mouth to propose to Xia Heyi.

"Eldest Sun Tai, you are a loyal and traitorous person, even if our Yu Kingdom fails, it will never let you succeed, you will die of this heart!"

Xia Heyi regretted it very much at this time, he was careless, and almost lost the whole game, with a fierce look on his face, he put down the cruel words.

"Hmph, in that case, let's see!" Eldest Sun Tai showed a hint of helplessness, muttered something in his mouth, and continued to start refining the Soul Falling Bell.

Seeing this scene, Xia Heyi glanced back, but saw a strong mana fluctuation in the distance, as if a big battle, revealing a trace of surprise, but thinking of his own four Great Cultivators of the Transformation God Realm, fighting against two high-level cultivators of the Divine Realm Divine Realm, his eyes calmed down, and he began to start a tug-of-war with Changsun Tai.

At the small storage pool, with the counterattack of Changsun Tai in one fell swoop, putting Yu Guo at a disadvantage, Bu Yuanwu no longer ceased fighting, with a fierce glint in his eyes, and suddenly waved forward.

A white cloth bag suddenly came out, facing the wind of hunting, opening the mouth of the bag, which was only the thickness of an adult's waist, looking inward from the mouth of the bag, feeling deep and not knowing the bottom, like a bottomless pit.

"Imitation Qiankun bag!"

Murong Hanxing's face changed, and he almost blurted out, saying with surprise and worry.

"Boy, you know the goods, but there are no rewards!"

Bu Yuanwu's face showed ruthlessness, and the mana of the great monk in his body was suddenly injected into the white cloth bag, and suddenly, the cloth bag instantly rose into the air, a height of a thousand meters, and suddenly swelled and opened, turning into a huge bag the size of an acre.

At the mouth of the pocket, a wave suddenly formed, and the ripple carried a strong attraction, and as soon as it was generated, it was like a tornado, wrapped in Gu Zichen and Murong Hanxing and pulled towards the mouth of the bag.

Gu Zichen's complexion changed greatly, and the mana fluctuated in the hands of the hideous ape, and above the two huge ape hands, each holding the ears of the Chaos Fire Ding and the Chaos Water Ding, as if a congenital killing god, was instantly dropped in place by the two big dings, resisting the attraction of the Qiankun bag.

However, as time passed, this attraction force became more and more powerful, as if it could tear Gu Zichen's body, and it wanted to roll Gu Zichen into the bag.

Gu Zichen's face tightened slightly, and he turned his head to look at Murong Hanxing, but when he saw that in front of Murong Hanxing, a dark and dilapidated city suddenly appeared, the city was square, the diameter was only zhang Xu long, and the meter was high, and there was a trace of cold air and ghost smoke outward, like a ghost city in a cold place.

In the city, some lifelike houses and human figures seem to be miniature in it, and it looks like a miniature with a different charm.

The attraction emitted by the Qiankun bag, as soon as it approached Murong Hanxing, it seemed to have been introduced by an unknown thing in the city, and it disappeared without a trace, without the slightest effect on Murong Hanxing.

At this time, Murong Hanxing's face was solemn, his mouth was spitting out the law, and his hands kept rotating, as if he was activating the city, and as his mana and mantra were injected into the black and ruined city, the city began to brighten.

Then, a flash of evil spirits like hell flashed, and a real bloody breath that seemed to enter the nose suddenly lingered in the boundary of more than 100 acres of the small spiritual storage pool.

"Boy, what kind of tricks are you playing?" Bu Yuanwu couldn't help but ask when he saw that Murong Hanxing's methods were so weird.

Murong Hanxing turned a deaf ear to this, muttering words in his mouth, like an evil god, as his voice fell, puffs of ghost smoke lingered around him, and the city in front of him began to light up, as if he had begun to live.

"Hellcity Guards, give it to me!"

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and as Murong Hanxing's cold words fell, a figure with an evil smell suddenly appeared in front of Murong Hanxing.

This figure, full of twenty or thirty zhang high, seems to be corroded, pitted, holding a pitch-black mace in his hand, exuding an evil aura on his body, but the power is like a mountain, with the coercion of the great monk, pounced on everyone.

Gu Zichen's eyes were horrified, revealing an incredible look, Murong Hanxing was able to summon a Great Cultivator of the Transformation God Realm, which was really beyond Gu Zichen's expectations.

The guards of the Hell City showed their sharp fangs, walked on thick thighs, and with layers of thick strength, they slammed a shocking blow at Bu Yuanwu.

The pitch-black mace, which was originally ten zhang in size, instantly turned into a hundred-zhang long giant mace with a sudden swing, and with the momentum of smashing the heavens and the earth, it fell straight down to the top of Bu Yuanwu's head.

Before it got closer, its majesty was not weaker than the offensive of the Great Cultivator of the Transformation God Realm, which was once again beyond Gu Zichen's expectations.

"How is that possible?"

Bu Yuanwu's face changed greatly, looking at the mace that really threatened his own safety, his right hand pointed to the Qiankun bag, and the mouth of the Qiankun bag turned around, and he suddenly went towards the mace.

Suddenly, from within the Qiankun bag, an extremely strong suction force suddenly rose, stretching towards the mace, and in the blink of an eye, the mace, which was originally as thick as a mountain, had to turn to drill into the Qiankun bag, looking at its posture, it actually wanted to swallow the mace in one fell swoop.

"Zichen, hurry up!"

Gu Zichen looked up at the battle between the guards of the Hell City and Bu Yuanwu, and at this moment, Murong Hanxing shouted to Gu Zichen with a look of urgency.

Gu Zichen's face changed, but he didn't think deeply, his body crossed a streamer, flew towards Murong Hanxing's side, and came to the back of the city.

"Zichen, as I said to you earlier, the small spirit storage pool here is a living spirit storage pool, and if the acquired magic weapon wants to advance to the innate spirit treasure, the possibility of advancing here is the greatest. ”

With excitement and urgency, Murong Hanxing glanced back at Xia Heyi's location, as if he knew that Xia Xiuwen and the three of them were going to chase after him, and quickly explained to Gu Zichen:

"Zichen, our great opportunity this time is hidden in the small spiritual pond here, follow me for a while, don't hesitate!" (To be continued.) )