A monk of the Yin and Yang Demon Dao, with a weird smile, stretched out his hand and plucked it on his head, a dry shell, torn off alive, turned into a demon, where he kept roaring.

A demon king's demon son、、

A cloudy valley...

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Zhou Yuanchen's expression looked at the turbulence of the aura in the entire ring, and even broke through the entire arena, Liu Pian didn't know what Zhou Yuanchen thought, but Liu Pian knew that let these top monks for thousands of years attack him together, Liu Pian thought that he would also die.

But Zhou Yuanchen still had that kind of indifferent eyes, and as if he was in a fugue, he wasn't looking at anything at all.

However, the aura that was constantly drifting and rioting was calm when it came to Zhou Yuanchen, as if it was a little bit of water in the ancient well, and it could no longer make any waves, Liu Pian could even feel that the aura was afraid, with a burst of trembling, as if it was not Zhou Yuanchen borrowing this aura, but the king of this aura, no aura dared to disobey this power and this person.

A huge black weird centipede that was also a demon clan, the blood-colored light between its eyes kept flickering, and it couldn't stand this weird atmosphere anymore, and its huge body rolled over and over with black demon qi, killing towards Zhou Yuanchen.

A sword chanted, as if it was almost to the extreme, as if the sword was about to be broken by the wind, and in an instant, it flew out with a stream of murderous aura, as if nothing could stop it.

A huge tiger's cry, the wind followed the cloud tiger, and bursts of spiritual energy swept a huge golden tiger towards the place.

A faint ghost, but like a puppet, completely unaffected by anything, shuttled through the void.

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"The voice of discussion keeps coming, is this person really big, do you see if he is scared stupid, haha, I'll just say..."

"Haha"

"I think so, but my Sword Sect's Wind Slashing Sword is a real divine weapon"

"The puppet technique of the Yin Yang Demon Dao, this kid actually made himself a ghost puppet, I think this girl is probably going to be eaten, but it's pitiful!!"

When Fang Wenwen heard the Sword Sect talking about the slashing wind at this time, he quietly turned his face away.

However, let these words be transmitted, but under the gentle words of Zhou Yuanchen's three words, they were buried deep in the depths of the ground, and they would never have a chance to appear here again.

Zhou Yuanchen looked at the attack that seemed to be under the shattering of the entire field, his face did not change, but some of his lips seemed to be a little white as if they were lacking in nutrition, and he gently said the word "stop"

Zhou Yuanchen didn't seem to have spoken for a long, long time, and his voice was like a little bit of dust, a little hoarse, a little rough, but that word, after that sentence came out, it made people feel chills all over their bodies, because it was really a frightening word.

The aura that filled the sky, and even the gently dancing wind on the field stopped after saying that.

There was an absolute, fundamental silence, and in that moment it was like the strangest place of silence in the Infernal Hell, where there was no sound, everything stopped, sounds, movements, everything.

Zhou Yuanchen once again said two words "disperse"

Everything seemed to be settled, the shattered space of the aura, the huge centipede, the weird flying sword, at that moment there was no aura, and at that moment, all the attacks were broken.

Then there is the backlash, there is no one who is not seriously injured, even the puppet of the human skin is lying on the ground and fainted, the wind sword no longer has a little color, as if it has exhausted all the aura, it just fell out of thin air, the tiger has disappeared, on the monk's body, it still turned into a very faint tattoo.

Three words, one sentence, what genius, what Buddha, what devil.

At this moment, he looked at Zhou Yuanchen, who was still quiet in the scene, as if it was a piece of ice, but the hands were still retracted.

Liu Pian remembered the rumor, "Don't let that woman open her mouth, don't let that blind man open his eyes"

The woman is Zhou Yuanchen, and she still practices words and follows the law, six hundred years, and she hasn't spoken for six hundred years.

The blind man is an old man of Tianji, and he has never opened his eyes again, except for the time when he lent his Tianji list to the Heavenly Demon Dao, after not giving it, he opened it once, and after the Heavenly Demon Dao never appeared again, he has not opened his eyes for a long, long time.

Liu Pian was fortunate enough to see it, and the woman spoke.

Fang Wenwen and the fat man were stunned, and they didn't come back to their senses for a long time.

The whole venue is still calm, making people feel suffocated, and the majestic voice comes "Zhou Yuanchen"

The voice couldn't help trembling, Liu Pian looked at the Tianji List, the three words of Zhou Yuanchen were still gone, Fanchen, suspended on the Tianji List out of thin air, even a name could not be bound by a Tianji List.

Zhou Yuanchen still walked slowly, but when he was approaching Liu Pian, he looked at Liu Pian, a little, Liu Pian knew that it was still a kind of overlook, but it was much better than others Because Zhou Yuanchen's eyes finally turned a little, although it was very small.

That chill appeared again at the moment of staring, and Liu Pian felt that it was not a person, it was really apathetic, indifferent, even to the point of not having any feelings.

After a long time, the atmosphere gradually came alive. , but no longer dare to make any comments on what happened just now.

Fang Wenwen said at this time, "You know, senior brother once liked someone"

The fat man heard a little fur, and his ears stood up visibly, and Liu Pian was also a little funny thinking about the one who read "Gentleman..."

The old-fashioned to a certain extent will also have people who like it.

Fang Wenwen looked at the fat man and Liu Pian at this time and said, "Of course, the gentleman will also have a favorite object, is the gentleman really a monk?"

Fang Wenwen looked disdainful.

Fang Wenwen continued a little obscenely at this time, "Do you want to know?"

The fat man and Liu Pian are curious.

Fang Wenwen used his chin to glance at the figure that had gradually disappeared step by step.

Liu Pian and the fat man suddenly lost their voices.

Fang Wenwen said a little sentimentally at this time, "I don't know what happened to Senior Brother in Jiuyou, but if I can send this person to Senior Brother, I think Senior Brother will definitely like it very much."