Mysterious mirror hanging high

It turned out that Youluo Tianjun happened to escape at this time?

Xiao Guanying in the void said indifferently: "It seems that it is difficult to defy fate."

Yang Dingfeng frowned and thought hard, wondering whether he should break his previous promise and directly intervene in the bet.

But when he looked at the several Divine Transformation Heavenly Monarchs on the side of Heaven, he gave up the idea and secretly hated it in his heart: "If the several Divine Transformation cultivators of the righteous Penglai sect work together, they may be able to temporarily hold back these people from Heaven..."

Youluo Tianjun had a playful look in his eyes. Through the layers of formations, he saw Ye Xingyun who was trying hard to absorb and refine the laws, and also saw Lu Yingzhao sitting next to Ye Xingyun.

At this time, Lu Yingzhao was looking at Youluo Tianjun with the eyes of looking at a dead person. In addition to the hint of murderous intent in his eyes, there was also a trace of indifference and contempt.

This made Youluo Tianjun inexplicably angry, and the pleasure of being in control of everything disappeared instantly. He didn't understand why Lu Yingzhao still looked so disgusting when he was about to die.

"Lu Yingzhao, if you submit to be killed today, I will only kill Ye Xingyun. From then on, all the cultivators in Tianming Tower will no longer dream of becoming gods, and they can still survive..." The voice of Youluo Tianjun echoed between heaven and earth.

"Bullshit!" Jing Yu cursed loudly. He had the [Youfang Immortal Mansion] with him. Even if he couldn't win, he could just take everyone here directly into the Immortal Mansion. At least their safety could be guaranteed. Why would he be afraid of this old ghost Youluo?

But the problem is that Ye Xingyun is now in the process of becoming a god in the world. Whether it is the previous transformation of the body of laws or the current refining of the laws into the acupoints, he cannot move lightly, otherwise the laws in the body will conflict and he will almost certainly die.

If Jing Yu took all the cultivators into Youfang Immortal Mansion at this time, it would almost mean the death of Ye Xingyun.

He would never do this unless he was in desperate situation.

"Stubborn and stubborn..."

Lord Youluo raised his hand slightly, and his skinny fingers instantly condensed into a dark beam of light, carrying an unmatched aura of destruction and hitting the Zhanlong Island formation!

boom!

At the moment when the dark finger light tore through the sky, three-colored strange light suddenly burst out from between Lu Yingzhao's eyebrows.

Three Taoist flowers, blue, red and black, bloomed one after another from the top of the head. As the petals stretched out, they actually sucked the spiritual energy within a radius of a hundred miles into a vacuum.

The ropes that bound her hair snapped, and her thousands of black hairs soared into the sky, carrying boiling sword intent, and every hair tip was leaping with a cold light that could cut through the void.

"Old ghost, your opponent is me!"

Lu Yingzhao stepped on the rocks and leaped up, and the halo of three flowers condensed into a triple light circle behind her.

A trace of light appeared on the surface of her fists, colliding with the dark finger light in the air—

Boom!

The East China Sea was instantly split in two by the aftermath, revealing the seabed thousands of feet below.

Lu Yingzhao took advantage of the situation and turned his wrist, and the black iron criminal code [Death Fight Contract] shot out from his sleeve.

The moment the criminal code was unfolded, countless dark golden chains suddenly rose from the cracks in the void and entangled the sedan chair of Youluo Tianjun like a group of dragons devouring the moon.

"A mere Nascent Soul is worthy of me..."

Before Youluo Tianjun finished his sneer, he suddenly felt that the world was upside down.

Lu Yingzhao stepped on the intersection of the chains with one foot, and the three-flower flames spread along his boots and spread across his body.

The scene in front of Youluo Tianjun suddenly changed, and the sedan chair fell apart in the distortion of space.

When his vision returned, he found himself in a death arena consisting of countless corpses and weapon fragments.

Countless broken swords were stuck in the pitch-black ground, and the talismans hanging on the hilts moved automatically without wind, with four ancient seal characters "No Rest Until Death" written on them.

"Welcome to the Death Arena."

Lu Yingzhao's voice came from all directions. She stood on the highest point of the sword peak, her clothes rustling.

"Youluo, today either you die or I live!"

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In the present world, Lu Yingzhao and Youluo Tianjun disappeared at the same time. At the same time, a black sphere appeared in the sky, hanging in the air. Anyone who touched it would be bounced away directly.

"Brother Lu has activated the [Death Battle Contract]... I wonder if she can hold on until the Fu Lu Refining Law is completed?" Jing Yu thought secretly.

But the crisis has not been resolved at this moment. Although the biggest threat, Youluo Tianjun, was temporarily held back by Lu Yingzhao alone, the four headless ghost generals under his command were still arrogant and attacked the formation!

Four enormous pressures rose up, and the expressions of all the cultivators guarding outside the formation changed.

The four headless ghost generals in front of him turned out to be four monks with combat power comparable to that of pseudo-gods!

"How can we fight this?" Song Qingya's face showed despair. He was born in the Guiyi Sect in his previous life and had the deepest understanding of the strength of the four headless ghost generals of the sect's ancestors. At present, except for Lu Yingzhao, who could compete with the pseudo-god cultivator in a normal state, the rest of the cultivators, even if they all had good combat power, were only Nascent Soul cultivators after all!

At this moment, a cold light flashed in Yun Xuance's eyes, and the black [Little Thunderbolt Bead] at his fingertips suddenly burst out with a dazzling light of thunder and fire.

She flicked her wrist, and the bead shot like a meteor towards the headless ghost general in the center, and she shouted, "Explode!"

However, the black mist at the broken neck of the ghost general suddenly surged, and in a flash, a ferocious huge mouth opened up and swallowed the thunder bead into its stomach!

"Not good!" Yun Xuance's pupils suddenly shrank.

boom--

A muffled thunder-like explosion came from the ghost general's abdomen, and his blue-gray torso instantly swelled up like a ball, with spider-web-like red cracks appearing on the surface of his skin.

The next moment, violent thunder and fire tore the ghost's body apart from the inside out, and countless broken bones and flesh wrapped in evil spirits were scattered like a rainstorm.

However, this explosion that was enough to overturn everything was actually limited to an area of ​​several feet - the other three ghost generals had already used their companions' bodies as shields and turned into black mist to escape hundreds of feet away.

"I underestimated these evildoers!"

Yun Xuance gritted her teeth. She had originally intended to use the power of the small thunderbolt bead to kill the four ghosts in one fell swoop, but unexpectedly, the other party's intelligence was comparable to that of an experienced monk. One of the headless ghosts even sensed the danger, so he sacrificed himself and directly swallowed the small thunderbolt bead, controlling the aftermath of the explosion within a very small range.

When the other three headless ghost generals saw their companions being beheaded, they all howled and pounced on the cultivators.

Although Yun Xuance directly used his trump card to kill a ghost general, the combat power of the remaining three pseudo-gods was still not something they could resist!

At this moment, the formation of the Dragon-Slaying Island glowed slightly, and a white-bearded old man surrounded by water vapor suddenly flew out from the depths of the Ye family's ancestral home and faced a headless ghost general.

This person is none other than Ye Jianghuai, the ancestor of the Ye family who is rumored to have passed away!

Yang Dingfeng, hidden in the vast void, thought to himself, "So, True Lord Jiang Huai isn't dead, but has instead achieved a pseudo-godhood... It seems the Ye family actually possesses a large cave heaven? This must be the Ye family's hidden trump card for True Lord Fulu's godhood. But what should we do with the other two ghosts?"

Yuwen Baoge held the golden spear horizontally and gritted his teeth, "Xuanjing! The principles I mastered are very good at fighting. In terms of combat power, I am at the top among the Great True Lords, not much inferior to sword cultivators of the same level. Maybe I can hold off a pseudo-god ghost for a while..."