Creation Color Master

After some thought, Sarson saw that one strong man after another was intercepted, and this situation was increasingly advantageous to him.

He summoned his spiritual weapon, a blue long sword, pointed it at the theater door and said, "Chu Mo, your helper has been arrested. Are the people I just named afraid and have all hidden away?"

Salson shouted arrogantly, since there were other forces at the scene and since the person behind the scenes treated him as a pawn, then he would take this opportunity to avenge his people.

"A bunch of cowards who don't dare to show their faces now."

Sarson stood outside the door and kept shouting, and every word of his arrogant words reached the ears of everyone in the theater.

Li Ru still looked calm and composed, waving a feather fan in his hand, as if everything that happened had nothing to do with him.

Chu Mo didn't know how many cards the other party had, so he didn't dare to step out of the theater. But as the shouting continued, a surge of anger arose in his originally calm heart.

At this time, the gold thread and silver core had somehow escaped from the storage bag and fell in front of Chu Mo.

Just when Chu Mo was surprised and wanted to bend down to pick up the flower, Li Ru stopped him first.

The gold and silver stamens on the ground suddenly flashed with a faint light, and Chu Mo suddenly felt that his emotions were being infinitely magnified.

Li Ru looked at the flower in surprise and said, "It's a good trick to magnify a person's emotions for no reason."

After saying that, he waved the feather fan in his hand. A faint spiritual power came out, and the flowers on the ground turned into ashes.

Li Ru explained with a smile: "Haha, what a thorough plan. If Sun Anzheng was not so power-hungry, he would be considered a great talent. Being a provincial governor in the future would only be the lowest achievement. It's a pity that he gave up the right path."

"This person knew that there was a large formation protecting the theater, so he didn't dare to rush in. At the same time, he also thought that we were hiding in the large formation and shrinking, so he thought of using the magician's method to control our emotions and make us take the initiative to fight."

"When the lord met the illusionist, he had already fallen into his plan, which was linked to each other. Unfortunately, he still missed some things."

"If my guess is correct, he has a backup plan. Han Xinghe, you go out and pretend to fight him. There will definitely be someone in the dark who will stop you. Then you can just fight him. I don't ask you to kill him, but you must hold him back."

Han Xinghe was already well aware of Li Ru's ingenuity, so he walked out of the theater without any doubt.

The theater door opened again. Han Xinghe looked at Sarson who was still shouting and said sternly, "People from the Cold Eagle Tribe, those who came here at the beginning were much more arrogant than you, but they still died here in the end. You are no match for me either. I will kill you."

After saying that, the surrounding Yin and Yang laws gathered together, preparing to launch an attack on Sarson.

At this moment, countless ghost laws emerged, and a man in black robe appeared at the other end of the road. As the man in black robe walked by, the streets, buildings and other objects behind him seemed to be infected and became eerie and terrifying.

"Ghost Road - The Netherworld Road"

I saw countless ghost laws gathering together, and a dark ghost path gradually extended from under the black-robed man and connected to Han Xinghe's feet.

The next moment, the man in black robe and Han Xinghe disappeared.

The two men who had been on the verge of a confrontation and with great momentum just now suddenly disappeared, and their figures could no longer be found on the empty street.

When Salson saw another strong man being taken away, he was even more shocked.

He suddenly found that the theater in front of him was so terrifying. From the third-level monster that had just appeared, to Lin Mingwei and Han Xinghe behind him, there had been three third-level powerhouses so far.

In the grassland, a tribe ruled by monks of the third realm is already considered a medium-sized tribe.

Seeing that another of his powerful enemies was led away, Sarson was very happy in his heart, because he was one step closer to avenging his people.

"squeak"

The door of the theater opened, and Chen Gong and Zhou Wenlong walked out slowly, but Chen Gong did not pay attention to Salson. Instead, he looked around, looking for Sun Anzheng.

Chen Gong looked at the figure behind the stall and said softly, "Sun Anzheng, since you are here, don't hide anymore. Come out quickly. I'll see if you have the ability to take my and Zhou Wenlong's lives today."

"Hahaha, what a joke. Now Lin Mingwei and Han Xinghe have been taken away by the people I arranged. Zhou Wenlong, a third-level cultivator, is the only one left. I want to see what tricks you have."

When he took off his hat, his pale and haggard face was revealed, with the stubble on his chin clearly visible.

Chen Gong looked at Sun Anzheng and said with a smile: "You must have been preparing for such a plan for a long time. You can even obtain the third-level illusionist and the third-level ghost cultivator. Oh, I really underestimated your hatred for me."

Sun Anzheng smiled and said, "Haha, I have been planning for so long. Today, Chen Gong will definitely die. We all have a grudge against that barbarian brother. Why don't we join forces to take revenge on him?"

"Now there is only this third-level Confucian cultivator left in the theater. One of us should hold him back first, while the other one uses the fastest speed and the strongest attack to kill all the others. How do you think?"

Sarson looked at Sun Anzheng, and after some thought, he said excitedly: "Okay, then let's join forces first."

Sun Anzheng glanced at the theater gate, then at Chen Gong standing behind Zhou Wenlong, and said, "Friend, I have a life-and-death feud with the Confucian scholar behind him. This person must die at my hands, so I'd like to trouble you to help me stop the people around him."

Salson just glanced at Zhou Wenlong, but still chose to trust each other. After making a sword flower, Salson suddenly rushed out, the long sword in his hand flashing with endless coldness, pointing directly at Zhou Wenlong.

Zhou Wenlong was not afraid at all. He also had a long sword in his hand and fought fiercely with Sarson.

The two fought each other with equal strength. Countless sword principles roared, and wherever they passed, the sharp sword intent was spread, annihilating all the surrounding objects.

Chen Gong watched all this quietly, without any panic.

Sun Anzheng looked at Chen Gong, who was still calm and composed, and said angrily, "Chen Gong, why do you always act so superior? I admit that I am no match for you in terms of strategy, military affairs, or politics, but fortunately, I am superior to you in cultivation. You will definitely die today."

Chen Gong smiled and said, "Sun Anzheng, do you think you are really foolproof this time? Don't you realize that I came out on purpose? Just to lure you into the trap."

Sun Anzheng's face changed, a hint of viciousness flashed across his face, and he said, "Impossible, I have made full preparations. Zhou Wenlong, Lin Mingwei and Han Xinghe were all stopped by my people. Who else can stop me?"

"You think that strong people with the third realm cultivation are all cabbages and can be found everywhere. I really don't believe that there will be any more third realm cultivators in your theater."

"Chen Gong, since you said so, then show me your trump card that makes you dare to come out to see me. I want to see if there is anything that can stop me from killing you."

Chen Gong smiled and said, "Okay, since you want to see my trump card, I'll show it to you."

As Chen Gong finished speaking, the door of the theater opened again and three figures walked out slowly.

When he saw the three people, Sun Anzheng's smiling face suddenly turned gloomy.