Lei Han glanced at Hong Xuan slightly, Leng Jun's face did not have the slightest wave, and said lightly: "Ye Daoyou doesn't know, once our Wanding City nameplate has a master, almost no one can shake their position, because my father will personally come forward to teach them the experience of Lei Fa, in this way, the stronger the stronger, unless they die of old age, the young monks in the future will hardly have any chance to get the brand." If Brother Hong wants to blame, blame yourself for being born too late!"

Ye Bai said suspiciously: "They don't go to other big cities to compete for the nameplate?"

Lei Han shook his head and said: "Wanding City's nameplate has a master, and the foreign nameplate monks can recognize it at a glance, my father in order to maintain Wanding City's own high-end combat power, even if someone takes the nameplate of other big cities to serve, he will not accept it, let alone give them money and guidance, and because of the abundant thunder vitality of Wanding City, other monks, even if they know that it is difficult to have the opportunity to become a nameplate monk, will not be willing to go to other big cities to develop, what I said is right, Hong Xuan?"

Hong Xuan smiled bitterly: "Your Highness has almost exhausted the psychology of our scattered cultivators, and now my only plan is to take advantage of the opportunity, find some powerful exercises and spells, and then go to other big cities to grab a brand and participate in the underground wrestling competition, hoping to make some gains and get the opportunity to go to Xianren Island." ”

Ye Bai only knew the twists and turns at this moment, and his eyes were thoughtful, and he didn't know what to think.

Hong Xuanlang said: "Everyone, do it, I can't wait, please don't leave any hands, success or failure is here!"

Everyone nodded slightly, and each sacrificed his magic weapon, Ye Bai was still bare-handed, planning to hurt the enemy with the Thunder Pole Purple Flame.

Everyone walked down the steps, and the ghost demon Mu Luo seemed to sense the danger, and the faces of the people shouted restlessly. The murderous aura was soaring, the fierce light in his eyes was revealed, and the vines writhed wildly, waving waves of blood-red qi in the air, and the wind was blowing in his face.

"I'll come first!"

Ji Yong didn't know for what purpose, and it was rare to be heroic. Raising his hand, he hit the poisonous dragon flying knife, the poisonous dragon flying knife glowed with blue poisonous light, whistling like a ghost, shooting at one of the wrinkled, old man-like human face vines.

Burst!

The speed of this attack was extremely fast, and it reached the old man's eyes in the blink of an eye, and the old man couldn't dodge, his eyes opened, and he suddenly opened his mouth and spit out. A blood-red mist the size of a human head headed straight for the flying knife, which immediately slowed down as if it had entered a quagmire, completely enveloped in the blood mist.

Bite!

The flying knives emitted a series of piercing buzzing sounds, stabbing left and right, but no matter what, they couldn't break through the heavy encirclement of the blood mist.

Ji Yong was a little anxious, and his sweat was clear. pinched a few spells one after another, urging the mana. The blue light of the flying knife rose sharply, and it rushed forward, and the tip of the knife pierced the outermost part of the red mist.

Poof!

Two more soft sounds came, and the vines of a young woman's face and a middle-aged man's face quickly approached, and two clouds of red mist were spit out like lightning, and the three clouds of mist fused together strangely. Wrap the dragon knife again.

The blue light on the poisonous dragon flying knife quickly dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the edge of the blade even showed signs of corrosion, Ji Yong suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale as paper, and it was obvious that the divine sense imprint planted in it had been greatly damaged.

Seeing that the flying knife is not guaranteed. Ji Yong clutched his chest and said urgently: "Fellow Daoists, if you don't make a move, when will you wait!"

Everyone looked at each other, and Dong Ion mocked in his unique feminine voice: "Old ghost, this head skill is not so easy to take, if you want to grab the credit, you must first weigh your own means." ”

Han Hai and Quincy Haha laughed, brandished their gold-shattering weapons, and shot out with lightning, slashing at the rhizome under the young woman's and middle-aged man's head. Ye Bai flicked his fingers out a thunder pole purple flame and stood still to watch.

This human-faced demon vine is obviously much more powerful than the previous light pole vine. A cloud of blood mist alone actually damaged Ji Yong's poisonous dragon flying knife in vain.

The Thunder Pole Purple Flame crossed a curved arc in the air, hitting a human-faced vine that was closest to the door of the secret room, and only when it reached midair, this vine seemed to know that it was being picked by Ye Bai and was provoked, and it was ferocious, twisting violently, and flying towards the Thunder Pole Purple Flame.

At the top of this human-faced vine was an ugly man's face, his eyes were extremely violent, his essence flashed, he opened his mouth wide, and he didn't spew blood mist, and swallowed the lotus flower in one gulp, and then smiled at Ye Bai.

Ye Bai immediately felt that his connection with the Thunder Extreme Purple Flame had become weaker, as if he was surrounded by a huge cloud of moisture, and it was being swallowed up little by little.

A cold light flashed in Ye Bai's eyes, and he shouted in a low voice: "Explosion!"

The vitality in the mouth of the ugly man's face immediately rioted, agitating and restless, his face changed greatly, and he was about to spit out the thunder pole purple flame when he opened his mouth, but it was too late, only to hear a muffled sound, the ugly man's face exploded directly into foam, flesh and blood flew sideways, and a dark purple air flow escaped from the explosion, turning into nothingness like green smoke.

Everyone's eyes lit up, but they were still happy about the future, and the mutation was born again.

The vines were in pain, twitching wildly, and the demon vines with human faces were tense and straight, and lightning shot out, screaming and rushing towards everyone, finally rolling everyone into the battle circle.

Ye Bai did not use the Tianxing Sword Escape Technique, only dodged in the cave with the Wind Concealment Technique, his eyes were extremely calm, and he could see everyone's reactions, there were about hundreds of demon vines on human faces, twitching in this space, and they miraculously did not collide with each other, but cooperated extremely tacitly, at this point, Ye Bai frowned when he saw it, and the spiritual wisdom of this ghost demon Muluo was probably not simple.

There are a lot of human-faced demon vines chasing Ye Bai, all of them are fierce and vicious, vowing to bite him to pieces, Ye Bai's face is indifferent, shuttling between the gaps, occasionally hitting one or two thunder pole purple flames, shooting towards the tightest chasing human-faced demon vines. The vines had already suffered a big loss, and they didn't dare to swallow it in one gulp, spitting out clouds of blood-colored mist to resist.

But their blood mist is not endless, they can only spit out about three or four balls, and there are no other tricks, they can only rely on the liliang of the vine itself to draw towards everyone, which also makes everyone secretly relieved.

Ji Yong had already withdrawn the poisonous dragon flying knife at this moment, and he didn't care about being distressed, and with his sword technique, he commanded a green long sword to wrestle with the vines. The sword is like its person, the angle is tricky, and it is unexpected.

His long sword was also clearly poisonous, and every time the vines were scratched, they flowed out of fishy black water. However, this time, the speed of his flying sword was much faster than that of the flying knife, and he didn't dare to touch the slightest bit of blood mist.

Quincy and Han Hai's fighting style is very similar, one uses a broadsword, the other uses a giant axe, and two broken gold weapons make it impenetrable, and the water cannot be splashed, and from a distance, it is majestic.

However, the suffering, I'm afraid only they know, the two of them are not good at the method, the broken gold weapon was accidentally contaminated with blood-colored mist, not only the aura weakened, but even the weight increased a lot, and soon, the two of them sweated like rain.

Dong Ion waved his hands continuously, and one after another dazzling golden light, with his fingertips shot towards the human-faced demon vine, this son's attainments in gold spells are quite high, and the golden light is extremely dazzling, like a scorching sun, making the human-faced demon vine who has been in the dark for a long time stinging in his eyes and crying.

And Dong Ion seized the opportunity to seize this moment and slashed towards the center of the vine, but unfortunately the vine was extremely hard, and Dong Ion's flying sword was just an ordinary color, only emitting a sound of gold and stone, and there was no follow-up, and for a while, there was not much to gain.

Although Lei Han had just advanced to the middle stage of the Golden Pill, his mana was much stronger after all, and his shots were accompanied by thunder and lightning, and the lightning intertwined into a silver rainstorm, attacking the ghost demon Muluo.

Ye Bai was slightly stunned when he watched from the sidelines, Lei Han's attack seemed to be extremely gorgeous and domineering, but it had little effect, and he didn't know if he deliberately kept his hand, or if he didn't know any high-level thunder method at all, according to reason, this person was the son of a mad thunder immortal, and it could never be the second reason.

Among all the people, only Hong Xuan was the most calm, as if he was really waiting to give the ghost demon Mu Luo a fatal blow, only released a fiery red lampshade-like magic weapon to protect his body, and the rest of the time, he was holding a phoenix shuttle, staring coldly at the center of the ghost demon Mu Luo, and occasionally swept towards others, he also sneered.

Perhaps because of the powerful aura of the Phoenix Shuttle, he received the least attacks, and he looked leisurely.

Shout!

Ye Bai raised his hand and struck a sword finger from Guizang, forcing a human-faced vine that rose from the ground into the air and rolled towards his waist to force him back, and then his figure flickered a few times, dodging the chasing vine.

His attack was not eye-catching, most of the time, his mind fell on Hong Xuan and Lei Han, both of them gave him an indescribable strange feeling, Ye Bai couldn't help but quietly take out a silver rune and pinch it in his hand...... (To be continued......)