On the platform covered by black fog, the Seven Killing Heavenly King Xia Chengdu looked pale and his eyes were red like blood. Around him, a group of disciples of the Lotus Sect were trembling, fearing that this person who had just been declared the Supreme Elder would vent his anger.

"Come on!" A mouthful of blood spurted out from Xia Chengdu's mouth. With this mouthful of blood, the red light in Xia Chengdu's eyes shone three more again, but everyone who stood not far from Xia Chengdu knew in their hearts that the spurting of essence and blood spurted out by Xia Chengdu had at least five years of life.

Five years are just a matter of a Nascent Soul monk, but in this wave, no Nascent Soul monk is willing to waste it. The longer he lives, the less he wants to die.

A white light flew from a distance. When the white light was more than ten feet away from Xia Chengdu, it made a creepy cry. The moment Xia Chengdu grabbed the white light in his hand, Yang Tian let out a roar.

A foundation-building monk ten feet away from him was shocked by the roar and directly collapsed on the ground. The moment he fell to the ground, the white light hit his head, and the flesh and blood on the monk seemed to have been swallowed by something, disappearing cleanly. This sudden change almost made everyone in the Demon-Cultivation Sect’s surroundings. At this moment, someone heard a deep voice saying: "Seven Kills, enough!"

The sound is not high, but it contains a trace of unquestionable majesty. The King of Seven Killings sneered and waved his hand to recall the white light. He grabbed the four gods and ghost staff transformed into the white light and shouted: "Left envoy, look at what my four gods and ghost staff have become. If you don't avenge this, I swear not to be a human being!"

When some brave people heard this, they looked at the four-way god ghost staff in the hands of the Seven Killing Heavenly King, and saw the four-way god ghost staff that was originally as crystal clear as jade. At this time, it looked more like a piece of bone that had just been torn off, which was a great loss of spirituality. However, this is not the biggest change. The biggest change is that there are four ghost heads like flowers on the top of the four-way god ghost staff, and there are only three left at this time.

At that time, some people guessed that if you lost a main skeleton, should this four-way god ghost staff be called the three-way god ghost staff? However, the powerful force of the Seven Killing Heavenly King can only be hidden in your heart, and no one dares to say it randomly.

The left envoy was sitting on the left side of the highest level of the platform. He was wearing a green robe. He looked like an old teacher. Except for his white face, there was no other strangeness. The left envoy said lightly: "Wait for the time being, there are exactly four Yuanying on it. Can you catch it and practice a four-way god ghost stick again?"

"Hahaha. It's still reasonable for me to say nothing. With a skull of the Nascent Soul level, my four-way god ghost staff will definitely be able to go up to the level. At that time, I will definitely refine the little ghost Fang Ling's magical consciousness into the god ghost staff, so that he can suffer the pain of the yin fire burning soul." As the Seven Killing Heavenly King spoke, his eyes fell on the empty throne in the middle, and said casually: "The time should be almost the same, right?"

The Zuo Envoy looked at the sky and said lightly: "It's still a moment's time. I thought you could delay it. It seems that I'd better take action myself!"

His words made the face of the Seven Killing King extremely ugly, but the Seven Killing King has always been afraid of the Left Envoy, not to mention that his cultivation has been greatly reduced at present. Although the Left Envoy may not be able to kill him, if he wants him to suffer a little more, it is just a small task.

The left envoy ignored the Seven Killing King, shook his sleeves and ordered downwards: "Chendong, please accompany me out for the battle." A middle-aged man in a black robe standing below the left envoy said respectfully: "Subordinate to obey the order."

The left envoy looked at the six Jindan real people next to Chen Dong, sighed secretly, and said quietly: "If it weren't for relying on Yin Yue to block the Sun, how could my sect compete with the five major sects!"

Shendong trembled for a moment, then he knelt respectfully on the ground and shouted: "It's my subordinate who is incompetent!"

"You wait, it's no wonder you. The mountain gate of our Demon Transformation Sect was destroyed, and some inheritance and cultivation became extremely difficult. It is not easy for you to become a real person in the Golden Pill." The Left Envoy waved his sleeves and said lightly: "After this time, when the power of my Demon Transformation Sect is reappearing, I believe that your cultivation will make rapid progress in the future and achieve the Nascent Soul."

As he spoke, the left envoy's eyes fell on the woman in black standing behind Shen Long, and said lightly: "You will know these benefits in the future. Let me go and see those old friends from the five major sects."

As he spoke, the left man's figure was windless, as if a piece of paper floated outside the black platform. The middle-aged man, who was called a heavy-moving look at the woman in black with a hint of gloom, then walked out immediately.

When the left envoy floated out, Lan Yang Yushi and others who were praising Fang Ling and the other four others instantly became solemn. Especially Qi Tianjun, who looked like a cat with a trampled tail, shouted: "How is that possible, how is this possible!"

As the ancestor of the Nascent Soul, Qi Tianjun is usually quite stylish, but at this moment, he pointed at the left envoy who appeared and exclaimed: "Xuan Demonic Son, how could you... be alive? Didn't you die under my Three Fire True Lotus back then? I remember clearly that you even had the Nascent Soul being refined into ashes!"

Sun Dali and Mrs. Baofeng also stood up, their faces were equally solemn. Fang Ling stood not far from Mrs. Baofeng, and he felt that Mrs. Baofeng's palm seemed to tremble slightly.

The Zuo Envoy, who was called Xuanmozi, smiled and said, "If you don't die, how could I bear to die in my mother? Hehe, if you weren't a despicable villain, you were injured and attacked me, how could I die in your hands? The so-called drinking and pecking, you will be unhappy in retribution. If I don't die, you should die in my hands!"

Qi Tianjun's face changed and soon returned to normal. After all, he was a Nascent Soul cultivator who had been practicing for many years. He smiled and said, "Xuan Mozi, who was making trouble? It turned out that he was the left envoy of the Demon-Cultivation Sect. When your Demon-Cultivation Sect was at its peak, my five major sects could wipe out the monsters like you, let alone now, the only ones left are you!

"I could kill you back then, and I could kill you today." Speaking of this, Qi Tianjun looked at Mrs. Baofeng and said, "Madam, don't you?"

Mrs. Baofeng's phoenix eyes were frosted. She glared at Qi Tianjun coldly, and then said coldly: "Xuanmozi, today you either die, or I die!"

Xuan Mozi glanced at Mrs. Baofeng, and his expression remained calm: "What you said is wrong, it should be your life or death."

Mrs. Baofeng snorted coldly and rushed out. In an instant, there was a golden treasure ring in her hand and she said lightly: "Then let me see if your two great magic powers have improved!"

As he spoke, the golden ring in Mrs. Baofeng's hand was sacrificed. The moment the golden ring flew, countless lights and shadows passed through the void. Each light and shadow passed by, and turned into exactly the same golden ring. In just a moment, hundreds of golden halos appeared in the void!

Fang Ling stared at the golden rings intently, trying to tell which of them was true and which one was false, but what made him feel uncomfortable was that no matter how he distinguished them, there was no difference between these golden rings.

"Junior brother, don't look at this treasure ring too much. This is the Thousand Illusion Ring, one of the magic weapons inherited by Chunyu Valley. According to the master's note, the treasure ring transformed on each side is exactly the same as the true ring on the outside, and its attack power is half as powerful as the true ring, which is very powerful." Li Zhengqi's voice sounded in Fang Ling's ears.

Each one has half the power of the real ring, which made Fang Ling's heart tremble. If these thousands of rings attack at the same time, it would be really uncomfortable to think about where the real ring is, but also face the attacks of countless false rings. I just don't know how this Xuan Demon Son should break the Thousand Illusion Ring!

"The treasure ring is good, but it can't help me!" Xuan Mozi sneered, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and a big black and white hand suddenly appeared in the void, and grabbed the thousands of golden rings directly.

"Dangdang!" Many golden rings were like moths throwing into fire, and they dissipated when they collided with the black and white big hands. Finally, a treasure ring that had been swollen by one meter in radius collided with the black and white big hands. At the moment of this collision, many people couldn't help but feel nervous. After all, this was related to the victory or defeat of the two Nascent Soul Ancestors.

Silently, the huge golden ring was broken. Could it be that the treasure of Zhenchunyu Valley's mountain-controlling mountains was broken like this? Many people couldn't believe their eyes, but at this moment, a golden light suddenly flew out from the ground and pulled it towards Xuanmozi's body.

The one below is the real treasure ring! Mrs. Baofeng has been making tricks. Fang Ling thought in his heart and looked at Xuan Mozi. Since this Xuan Mozi can be regarded by everyone as a terrifying enemy than the Seven Killing King, is he defeated by Mrs. Baofeng's Thousand Illusion Ring?

I saw Xuan Mozi open his mouth and a blue net pocket spurting out of his mouth. As the net pocket spread out, black and white lotus flowers formed a sea of ​​lotus in front of Xuan Mozi, and directly gently dragged Mrs. Baofeng's Qianhuan Ring.

"Two real demon nets!" Mrs. Baofeng shouted in surprise, pinched the magic tricks in her hand quickly, trying to recall the Qianhuan Ring. But it was too late. The black and white big hand flipped over and grabbed Qianhuan Ring. In an instant, Qianhuan Ring was grabbed in the hand by Xuan Mozi's palm.

Mrs. Baofeng's face turned pale. At this moment, she heard Qi Tianjun say, "Fellow Taoist Baofeng, don't panic, I'll help you!" Qi Tianjun slapped his small Qiankun bag, and five golden beads flashing with fire, rushed towards Xuanmozi. These five beads were as fast as lightning, and they flew to Xuanmozi in an instant. (To be continued...)
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