As expected by Xu Ziqing, others were still thinking about it, but Yun Yu had already entered the arena first. Where Jianfeng pointed out was a demonic cultivator, who was located in the 792, was among the new cultivators, better than A person who is honored as a cultivator on the gold list. And that immortal Xiu, who was swallowed by this demon with a secret method, had already lost his life in his hands.
Yun Li's breath is cold, his eyes are not waveless, and his mouth says: "Please fight the 792nd monk of the Gold List."
He is not called a "dao friend", and he is not at all polite, obviously he has no favor with this person.
The evil demon heard this, frowned, and looked upset: "The kid with the sword really doesn't understand etiquette, let me teach you a lesson!"
After that, he drove a black cloud, carrying a fishy wind, and landed on the opposite side of Yun Li, and confronted him.
At the same time, in the other forty-nine venues, many people have been admitted one after another, most of them are the losers of the previous round among the new cultivators, as well as the former gold-listed cultivators who have just been taken away from all the dragons and tigers and fell to the throne. At this moment, they are gearing up, wanting to choose a good opponent to strengthen their dragon and tiger spirit. The winner of the front-wheel matchup was more cautious at this time and watched carefully.
At the highest peak, in front of the mountain mansion leaning on the summit, a purple-robed youth flashed a smile in his eyes and said, "It's a step too late, I'm afraid I can't fight Brother Yun this time."
On the other hand, there was a tall woman ranked sixty-five on his right. She had fought against him many times before, and she was considered familiar, so she asked, "Friend Lezheng, are you acquainted with this white-robed swordsman?"
The handsome young man in purple robe, Le Zheng He Zheng, also admired her a little bit, and did not ignore her, so he responded, "It's more than acknowledgment. Brother Yun has known me for many years, and he can be called a good friend."
The woman raised her eyebrows: "Oh?" She said immediately, "This new demonic method has not been exhausted, and it seems that the cultivation is good. Since you are a good friend of swordsmanship, maybe you can infer his victory or defeat?"
Le Zheng and Zheng sneered, "Naturally, Brother Yun wins."
The woman became more curious: "You are full of confidence."
Le Zheng and Zheng’s voice line were even colder: "When Brother Yun was Yuan Ying, I kept my realm at the same level as him, and fought with him with several times his experience and supernatural powers, but only to be able to be suppressed. Now he has repeatedly broken through. Yi is far better than before, and I don’t know how many times stronger it was. Even if it’s me, I can’t say now that I can indeed surpass Brother Yun. What kind of evil demon is that? He can be killed for a long time, Brother Yun's sword intent can restrain the evil spirits, afraid that he will be able to get out without a few swords."
The woman heard it, her face was astonished, and she stopped talking to Le Zhenghe.
She had seen Yunxun's sword intent before, and she knew how sharp it was, so she had to pay attention to it. But after all, she had never experienced it personally, and she was not too impressed. She only felt that this person had reached the gold list and did have some strength, but she never thought that Le Zheng and Zheng would respect him.
Could it be that the sword intent is really so terrible
Thinking like this, she released her divine consciousness and carefully approached the battlefield where Yun Yu and the evil demon repaired.
Whether it is right or not, you will know after reading it.
The evil demon was dissatisfied with Yun Li's attitude, and he was a little bloated because of his victory over the honorable monk. Demon like them who practice evil ways have always indulged their xinxing. The more jealous they are, the more anger is the anger. There are many different emotions when they shoot.
Right now, when he rubbed his palm, he had three black flags standing upright all over his body. Each side was three feet high and half a foot wide. The blood-colored lines painted strange characters on the black background. Each character looked like The blood is flowing, hideous and terrible.
After the spell, the three-sided black flags turned round and round, and suddenly the black light was released. There were many evil ghosts crying, sharp and piercing, and then many dark ghosts threw out, with scarlet eyes, teeth and claws, and culled!
This kind of ghost banner can eat human flesh and blood, even if it is a monk with a firm heart, as long as there is the slightest gap for the ghost to grasp, it will invade the mind and blind their soul. Immediately afterwards, the monk's supernatural powers were difficult to display. The deeper the sinking, the primordial spirit was directly pulled out, and was ingested into the ghost flag, gnawed by the evil spirit, and turned into a ghost in the flag.
After the evil demon used this method, Xu Ziqing, who was sitting in front of the mountain mansion, relaxed.
This kind of trick must not hurt the brother.
Just as he thought, Yun Yu didn't feel that this demon was difficult to deal with.
As soon as he pointed it out, the black gold light burst out, it was a second refining sword intent, straight to the front evil ghost.
The evil spirit let out a miserable howl, as if being illuminated by the scorching sun, and instantly melted like snow. Under the eyes of everyone, it turned into a wisp of blue smoke and disappeared.
It's actually a sword intent that can't stand it!
Naturally, although some of the evil spirits in this Yingui banner were transformed by the Yuanying monk's Yuanshen, the Yuanshen was originally relatively fragile. Where could he be a condensed sword soul opponent? Generally speaking, its power is still a kind of obsessive ability, which can trigger the monk's demons and lure them into deep depression.
So even though the evil spirit had been removed, the black mist became more and more diffuse, not only making the evil spirit's self-cultivation figure hidden in the ghost fog, but also a kind of ethereal music, slowly drifting away.
This music seems to be able to invade the depths of people's hearts, making people listen even if they don't want to listen, and can't refuse it at all.
In the peaks on the side, some monks who followed the elders and brothers of the sect to watch the battle, and the cultivators below the Nascent Infant, even if they heard only a few strands of floating, they didn’t feel a shock, and seemed to be in a trance. .
Someone slapped them on the shoulder, causing them to wake up suddenly, and feel terrified.
Someone said: "Don't be afraid, it's a crazy ghost."
Someone said: "Go back and ask the heart tower. When you can enter the twelfth level, the lost spirit will be harmless."
Others said: "From now on, the character needs to be polished a lot."
Those who are almost fascinated naturally answered "yes" again and again, and did not dare to care.
Yun Yu's expression remained unchanged, his eyes and pupils faded from black, and gradually, they appeared in a pure white state.
And his eyesight has been penetrating the black fog, seeing all the scenes in the field clearly.
Yun Yu's primordial spirit has long been in harmony with the sword intent, and has been tempered into a sword soul, and the spirit sense released from it is also extremely powerful. In the ghost mist, it could originally be straight in all directions. But if this is the case, the evil demon and the ghost fog can be detected as one, so he transformed the body of the fairy demon into the shape of an extremely immortal, and only looked at it with the magical power of his naked eyes.
Where the ghost mist was filled, there seemed to be countless small sounds coming into Yun's ears, constantly whispering and tempting, but no matter how weird those sounds, no matter how seduced they were, they couldn't shake Yun's the slightest. It wanted to create an illusion, but after sweeping through those pure white eyes, it shattered like a mirror image.
Yun Li's heart is as cold as ice and extremely firm.
At this time, the evil demon's methods had been found out, and Yun Li moved his fingers slightly, already holding the black gold long sword.
After that, the ghosts were heavy, overwhelming the sky, and he was shot out with a sword, and they were all killed—
Killing the Excalibur can slash the invisible things in the world, and the evil is not near!
In the three-sided ghost banner, there are endless evil ghosts, and every one will be hurt by the sword intent, and the ashes will be wiped out.
Not long afterwards, the evil spirits became scarcer, and the ghost fog gradually faded. When Yun Lin looked at it, a sneaky shadow seemed to be virtual and real, and it continued to approach rapidly in a strange and curious route. The shadow hit.
In an instant, the phantom turned into an entity, in the fierce sword light, it was divided into two parts by one sword!
The evil demon Yuan Ying Yuanshen escaped, but there was a sword of light flying up, killing the Yuan Ying first, and then making a bend to crush the other Yuan Shen!
This evil demon, the dragon and tiger's aura behind him is twelve feet, but because it has been killed, all the dragon and tiger's aura has been gained by Yunli. Now behind Yun Li, the Qi of the Dragon and Tiger is fifty-four zhangyi.
At this time, the ghost fog was gone, and there was only a cloud standing quietly in the field, dressed in white, not dripping blood.
The ghost flags on three sides were all cut by a sword light, and the middle section of Qi was cut off. The light was dim and it was difficult to repair. The corpse that had been chopped in two was bleeding, very miserable.
However, Yun Yu stayed still and said, "Go on."
In the next moment, the dragon and tiger tripod in the sky immediately released a yellow light, covering the ground. Almost only in an instant, the broken ghost flags and demons repaired the corpses had disappeared.
It's as if nothing ever happened.
Yun Yu's eyes had returned to normal at this time. He turned slightly, looked at another mountain mansion, and said in a cold voice, "Please fight the 923rd Jinbang monk."
That was also a newly-advanced evil demon cultivator. His complexion was a bit ugly, but after a few breaths of contemplation, he jumped down.
He already understood that this swordsman was very powerful, and he couldn't help but linger, but thinking about the means he used to suppress the box, he could not be defeated because of this-if it was not good, he could resist a little and admit defeat.
In today's situation, if he is timid before fighting, it is trivial to lose his position, I am afraid he will be laughed at. When the time comes, how can you win the respect? It's better to put it together... I want to understand this way, this evil demon thinks it can do it, so he will fight.
When he arrived, the demon was different from the arrogant one before, but he still smiled slyly.
Immediately, he patted his hands and erected five coffins all over his body.
Five coffins, five colors, each of them extremely heavy.
When it was, many monks could see what kind of method this evil demon was.
Sure enough, in the next instant, the coffins shook together, making a sound like the shattering of joints, and suddenly jumped up!
The five coffin covers turned repeatedly in the air, making "bang bang" sounds, and they rarely connected end to end, forming a mutually restrained shape.
After that, the blood fell and dispersed among the five coffins.
I could only hear a "brush"—in the five coffins, five corpses jumped out of the five coffins!
These corpses are of different colors and are divided into gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. He is two feet tall, hairy all over his body, and his flesh is extremely hard, making it difficult to break even ordinary treasures.
The corpse has an indigo face, long teeth like a knife, and the roots are more than two inches long. Their eyes are rigid, their faces are expressionless, but they are very agile, their bodies are like electricity, and each one has the power of the five elements!
Many monks recognized it immediately.
"This is the Five Elements Refining Corpse."
"The corpse was taken from Brother Yuanying."
"When this monk was alive, he was at least a person with dual spiritual roots."
"Looking at the appearance of this corpse... it's already a thousand years old!"