The eight points of light were like spirits, locking on to the Heroic Deity and its seven clones, and shot away.

In the extremely short distance, the eight points of light became lightning-fast and condensed.

It turned out to be eight divine rings separated from the thirteen-story altar.

Zhao Xiang's soul altar has the first layer with the divine ring as the core, and each of the remaining layers is in the shape of a ring.

As Zhao Xiang's cultivation improved to improve his realm, especially the condensation of the Eye of Destiny, the thirteen-layer Five Elements Altar also underwent great changes.

Not only is the power of the core divine ring bullish, but the power of the entire altar has also been greatly improved, almost reaching a terrifying level.

The whole altar can be divided and combined at will, and when it is merged, it becomes an altar, and when it is divided, it is a divine ring.

And each layer can exert the eight or nine percent of the core divine ring.

It's just because Zhao Xiang's cultivation is sealed, and the twelve divine rings can only exert four or five percent of the performance of the core divine rings at the moment.

The eight divine rings almost simultaneously reached the top of the head of the Ying Ting who was besieging Zhao Xiang and landed on his neck.

At the moment when it falls on the neck.

The Divine Ring quickly emitted different lights such as cold blue, silver white, emerald green, fiery red, and purple red.

They respectively encapsulated the Heroic Hero and his doppelganger, and no matter how they broke free, they could not get out of it.

Just when the eight heroes tried their best to break free from the powerful confinement of the divine ring, the divine ring flickered and cracked.

The eight wisps of black soul qi that came out of Zhao Xiang's right hand in a row drilled into the divine ring.

The soul qi of the soul devouring and the divine ring that imprisoned the flesh made the already seriously injured Yingting himself and his clone collapse in an instant, and the soul almost flew away.

When the body is destroyed and the soul is in great pain.

The Heroes seem to be aware that they are about to embark on the Yellow Springs Road.

Taking advantage of the sobriety that still remained, he gritted his teeth and burst out with an earth-shattering roar - "Zhao Xiang, you are insidious and vicious, using the most vicious and cruel method in the world to devour my soul and eat my soul, I will die with you!"

He forgot all his worries and adopted the method of self-immolation, obtaining eight times his own liliang.

After breaking free from the confinement of the divine ring set by Zhao Xiang in one fell swoop, he used the most vicious method to launch a suicidal attack on Zhao Xiang.

For a while, the thunder in the hall of Xuanzong was deafening, the strong light flickered, and the colorful light like clouds and fog was layered and diffused.

The colorful light dispersed, and there were only two people left in the hall.

Zhao Xiang wiped away the blood that flowed from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and looked coldly at the obese man who was in shock and grief.

The obese man in Chinese clothes didn't say a word, staring at Zhao Xiang angrily, the red pen was waving, the finishing touch, a grinning tiger with teeth came to life, suddenly as if it had come to life, round fierce eyes, roaring and rushing towards Zhao Xiang.

With a sneer, Zhao Xiang stretched out his right hand and slashed forward, and two colorful thunderbolts shot wildly towards the giant mouth of the tiger.

The multicolored divine thunder exploded in the body of the tiger drawn by the obese man in Chinese clothes.

After a terrifying roar, the tiger collapsed and vanished.

The obese man in the costume flashed rapidly, narrowly avoiding the finger that Zhao Xiang waved at him.

With hatred and resentment in his eyes, the man in Chinese clothes glared at Zhao Xiang and gritted his teeth and said, "You are vicious enough, the old man admires it." ”

"Admire, hehe, it's you," Zhao Xiang retorted when he heard this, "It's only a few times better than me, is there anything different?"

With a cold snort, the eyes of the obese man in Chinese clothes were eager to kill Zhao Xiang at once-"At least I won't use vicious and ferocious means to devour souls!"

Zhao Xiang smiled and said coldly and gloomily - "It's still the same sentence, it's you instead, isn't it the same?"

"Don't talk nonsense, you also know, today is either you die or I die, hurry up and suffer death, die early and ascend to the sky early!"

"Slow, Zhao Xiang, there is no need to mention the past, let's continue our fight. The obese man hurriedly stopped Zhao Xiang, and said indifferently and sharply, "Now you and I are left here, so I want to make a bet with you, do you dare?"

Zhao Xiang sneered, glanced at the obese man meaningfully, and said gloomily: "Hehe, it's very exciting, do you bet? ”

"The bet is extremely simple, one move determines the winner," the fat man's voice was hoarse, "you win, my life belongs to you, I win, you order me to take, how?"

Zhao Xiang's gaze flickered as he stared at the obese man, and his heart became more and more strange - if he really had such a powerful move before, why didn't he use it, he had to wait until he was dying?

Could it be that there is a deception and another mystery? Or is he deliberately delaying time in this way and waiting for help?

Or, or is there some trap in the shadows, and then ......

"I can agree to your bet, but," Zhao Xiang kept thinking in his heart, and replied coldly, "You have to answer me a few questions first." ”

The obese man nodded with a slight reluctance, and the fat on his chin swayed: "Okay, let's ask." ”

Zhao Xiang looked at the obese man and asked in a condensed voice, "Who sent you?"

The fat man replied with a grim look in his eyes, "It's hard to say, and even if I knew, I wouldn't be able to tell you." ”

"What's more, I really haven't seen anyone who gave us the order of Yunni Sanyou. ”

Zhao Xiang thought for a moment, and immediately asked, "Second question, what's strange about this Xuanzong Hall? Could it be an immortal artifact or an artifact?"

The obese man was shocked, his expression changed, and he asked in shock, "What about you, how do you know?"

The next moment, the obese man covered his mouth with his right hand, as if he regretted falling into Zhao Xiang's trap.

Zhao Xiang took advantage of the surprise of the obese man and continued to ask-"Third question, why did you choose to bet with me at this time to decide the winner with one move, instead of other times?"

The fat man in the costume smiled with a narrow look in his eyes, and his face was cloudy in the blink of an eye, and after a while, he said-"What else, hehehe, it's not that I don't want to, but the time hasn't come yet-"

Zhao Xiang was stunned for a moment, and asked in a deep voice with a frown, "What time?" Since you are so determined, can you reveal one or two to me first?"

"No, but before you die, hehe, you'll know the whole truth. The obese man replied indifferently.

Zhao Xiang didn't ask any more, just nodded, and a life-and-death battle began.

This time, because they had to decide the winner with one move, they both had quite serious expressions.

They are each cautious and highly focused.

In the hall of Xuanzong, Zhao Xiang and the obese man in Chinese clothes were five feet apart, looking at each other coldly.

Countless invisible but tangible pressures wandered around, wafting with bloody rain and bloody winds, flashing with swords and sword shadows.

The surroundings were quiet, and the extremely faint breathing of the two of them was so clearly audible.

Suddenly there was a whirring wind outside, and the hall added a bit of mystery and horror.

Zhao Xiang braked quietly, and he had a sense of victory for those who were obese in Chinese clothes.

Regarding this situation, Zhao Xiang was happy to wait and see.

He just wants to see what obese people rely on to win over themselves, and just by that move.

The obese man had already seen Zhao Xiang's psychology from Zhao Xiang's eyes.

He smiled secretly and said in his heart, arrogant boy, this is the effect I want.

When death is dying, you are still complacent, and it will be time for you to cry and call your mother.

The obese people in fancy clothes seized the opportunity that was created with great difficulty and quickly launched their actions.

For him, the so-called bet is actually a good bait to attract Zhao Xiang's attention.

He wanted plenty of time to cast his strongest spells.

The reason why he didn't do it before was because he didn't know much about Zhao Xiang, but now it's the right time.

In a sense, the dead second and third brothers are also bait, but they don't know it.

The fundamental purpose of the obese people in Chinese costumes to form the three friends of Yunni with them is to be able to perform the following tricks that determine life and death, victory or defeat, success or failure.

Originally, there was no need for the second and third brothers to sacrifice, but Zhao Xiang's supernatural powers were too powerful, his reaction was too sensitive, and his mind was like a fox.