"Huh? Interesting and interesting! This evil son is a loser, and the middle-level spirit treasure exploded without hesitation!

In a corner of the outer corner of the viewing platform, a masked monk was lying on a futon, screaming again and again. Dozens of zhang around, there are no other monks. From its wide robe, a frog's head emerged, and it also looked at the arena with great interest.

"Four-eyed field chicken, how do you feel after eating half a unicorn fruit? Why didn't you even make half a fart? That is the holy fruit of the spirit world, even the boss is reluctant to eat it!"

The little frog lying in front of Tianjiu's chest turned around, its little eyes dripping and flowing, and Zuihou stretched out one of his forelimbs and croaked quietly.

"What? You still want to eat the rest of the half? Cut! Get out of the way, it's useful to keep it. If you're not afraid that dead woman will crush you to death, I can consider giving it to you!"

Tian Jiu laughed and flicked the little frog's head with his fingers.

When the four-eyed field chicken heard this, he shook his forelimbs again and again, and shrank his head into his robe.

"Cut!

Tianjiu rolled his eyes and refocused his attention on the arena.

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"Amitabha! Sins and sins! Son of Heaven, the Spirit Tiger Demon Slayer Knife is one of the top 100 spiritual treasures in my Famen Temple, you actually use it to blow it up, the Buddha has a spirit in the sky, and he will definitely curse you!"

The sea of evil retracted its claws, and the dark gold arm was already pitted, and its color had changed to dark gray, apparently suffering a lot of trauma from the explosion.

"Hmph! What's the pity of a mere mid-level spiritual treasure, isn't it that even your claws haven't exploded? It's okay to tell you, this monk is in Dingzhou. Several high-grade spirit treasures have already been seized, what do you see what this is?" said the Son of Heaven jokingly. With a swipe of his hand, a black mini spear landed in his hand.

"The Star Breaker. The top-level spirit treasure, one shot out, the space is shattered. Senior Brother of the Sea of Evil, don't you have the Holy Buddha Arm, the golden claw teleportation technique is unbeatable, but in front of my Star Breaking Spear, your golden claw is destined to be miserable. Alas, my son of heaven is for this gun. He did not hesitate to pursue a Dingzhou ancestor for millions of miles, and drained his soul to refine his soul, so that he could get the refining recipe and the body of the spear, in order to deal with you today, quack, quack!

The happy voice of the Son of Heaven came out, and the entire rooftop was clearly audible.

Dongfang was in the front seat, and the evil lion frowned, and his face was very gloomy. This gun is indeed impatient, judging from the coercion faintly coming from above. It is estimated that it is about to catch up with the Buddha Treasure Power.

"Withered Star, you admit it this time, it's been fifty or sixty breaths, and your precious disciple is still chirping. If you miss the time, your best spar and purple baby pill will be mine!hehehehe!" said Ku Cheng as he looked at the arena and said sarcastically.

"It doesn't matter. Clean up such unscrupulous people, ten breaths are enough!"

The withered star's words had just fallen. In the arena. There was a Sanskrit chanting.

In the golden light, a beam of purple light burst out. In an instant, he came to the Son of Evil. The purple light trembled slightly, and his head immediately covered the entire Dharma Body of the Evil Heavenly Son, along with his Star Breaking Sky Spear that had not yet had time to be activated.

"A designated peak spell?!"

The repentant old monk stood up and looked at the purple light incredulously.

The entire rooftop was silent, and after a dozen breaths, thunderous cheers erupted.

"A designated peak mantra, look! It is a designated peak mantra of one of the three top secret arts, and the peak master of the sea of evil is worthy of being the first monk of the younger generation of my Famen Temple, and he has realized a designated peak mantra at a young age. My Thirty-Six Peaks will never be invincible again!hahaha!" Among the disciples of the Thirty-six Peaks, there was an excited cheer.

Before the cheers fell, the son of evil heaven poofed, black blood overflowed from his mouth, and his body was even more chapped, as if there was a billion-dollar mountain covering his body. However, his entire Dharma Body couldn't move, and he could only watch as a trace of essence blood emerged from the crack.

"Amitabha! Amitabha, be merciful, let go of your brother who is the son of heaven! He has already learned a lesson. The withered star bowed slightly, looked at the withered regret with a smile and whispered.

"Close!"

The sea of evil fingers linked, and the purple light retracted sharply, instantly submerging into the fingertips. And the Son of Heaven also slammed, fell to the ground, and in the cracks all over his body, thousands of blood-colored arrows rained out, and it was only after ten breaths that he could stop.

"Son of Evil Heaven, if you lose, I won't kill you, it's the Withered Star Master who wants me to let you go, otherwise, you will be broken by now!"

Sin Haiyun said lightly, his face was still not happy or sad, and he turned his head and glanced at the entire rooftop, as if he was looking for something.

"Poof~!" The Son of Heaven spurted out a mouthful of black blood again, trembled, and stumbled out of the arena, with a look of horror in his eyes. The Star-Breaking Spear fell into the middle of the field, its head stained with blood.

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"Who else wants to fight me?!" said Evil Sea in solemnity as he stared into the stands.

Dozens of breaths passed, and the venue was silent.

"Senior Brother Evil Lion, haven't you always wanted to challenge me? Why, don't you come to try such a chance today?" Evil Sea glanced at the Evil Lion who had retracted into the stands, and asked softly.

"Hehehe! No, no, no! The first monk of the Dharma Sect of the Evil Sea, how can he challenge casually, the evil lion has self-knowledge, and it is better to be my second thousand-year-old to be comfortable. The little monk is so impressed that he throws himself to the ground!"

The evil lion arched his hands again and again, and shrank in the stands with a sneer, without even moving his body.

"Alas, it's a pity! Who else dares to take the little monk's one-finger pinnacle mantra?" the sea of evil seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to challenge the stands.

"Evil Sea, come down! Who is full of food and supports, knowing that a designated peak curse is sharp, and still comes to touch the moldy head, isn't it looking for death?" Looks like he's going to have to face that damn flower monk.

"Master Repentance, don't be impatient, the disciple is still waiting for someone, he has already made an appointment with the disciple!" replied with a shake of his head, continuing to scan the stands.

"Oh, that idiot is dying, and he is not afraid of a designated peak curse?" The old monk's eyes lit up, and he seemed to see a glimmer of light.

As he was about to answer, a sour-toothed yawn came from the far corner of the stands.

"Ahh

The audience followed the sound, and a masked monk stood up and patted the robe on his body, and the corner of the robe was shining with the words "100000".

"Monk Wanhao, it's Monk Wanhao!" I don't know who shouted.

The whole grandstand was in a commotion again. Some ridiculed, some were indignant, and some cast murderous glances.

"Amitabha! Brother Wuchen, you're really here!" said the sea of evil.

"Cut! Can you not come? The so-called promise of a thousand gold, although my luck is declining, but my character is very good, just die, nothing remarkable. ”

Tian Jiu said, shaking his body, flying into the arena, and landed right where the Son of Heaven was standing just now.

On the periphery of the arena, the old monk was dumbfounded, and he scanned the sky nine hundred times with his divine sense. Horror in his heart: "That's right! It's that dead boy! Isn't he covered by the eighth-order Great Array? The Eastern Ancestor Great Array, which even the Yuanying Great Cultivator is helpless, how can he run out of a small cultivator in the early stage of the Yuanying Dynasty?"

"Second Senior Brother, isn't this kid hidden by you? Why did he run out and die? This time, you have to see it, even if my apprentice doesn't kill him, he won't be able to get out of this level of rooftop, the Nine Spirits, the Nine Saints, and the Eighteen Sons plus the Discipline Academy, all regard him as a thorn in the eye, even if you come forward, it is estimated that it will be difficult to convince them all!"

Ku regret shuddered violently, and shouted loudly: "Boy, you are tired of being crooked, the eighth-order great array can't protect your dead brain!"

"Huh, isn't this the Master of Repentance! Oh, the master is full of red light today, and the Yin Hall is shining, which is a good sign! Turn right when you come out, maybe you can pick up a lot of spars...... "Tianjiu began his usual grin again.

"You...... You...... You're dead, forget it! Save the old fox from not eating, and make a fuss!"

"Ah, the master still eats meat, Amitabha! You can't be loud about breaking the vows, be careful that the wall has ears!" Tianjiu smiled evilly, and he couldn't stop laughing.

"Evil sea, the old man ordered you, tear him up! Anyway, he can't get out of this arena alive. Just hand over all the treasures on his body to your master!" (To be continued......)