Xiao Junfeng asked with a smile.

"Is there any?"

Lin Bai covered it up with a smile, completely dissipating his murderous intention as quickly as possible, and pretended to take two sips of wine.

"Yes." The person who answered Lin Bai was not Xiao Junfeng, but the young man sitting next to Xiao Junfeng:

"I feel it all."

"Very strong malice."

"And this malice is not directed at us. It has an extremely strong purpose. It is directed at Brother Wei, the Holy Son of the Corpse Refining Sect."

Xiao Junfeng smiled and asked, "Brother Lin, why is this so?"

Lin Bai sighed softly and did not answer.

Instead, sitting next to Lin Bai, the man in black robes smacked his lips and said: "He is a warrior from the Eastern Region. If the Northern Region wants to invade the Eastern Region, how can he not be malicious?"

"Besides, this holy son of the Corpse Refining Sect has taken out all the corpses of the Heaven-Devouring Clan, so he is obviously going to win this competition."

"How could he not be worried?"

"hehe."

The man in black robe seemed to explain a few words to Lin Bai, and Xiao Junfeng and the young man also nodded in deep agreement.

Xiao Junfeng did not continue to ask, but smiled and said: "Brother Lin, don't worry, even if Miss Huang Qingyun loses in this battle, it will only be a draw between you and me, the Eastern Region and the Northern Region."

"There are still three competitions left."

Lin Bai nodded silently and adjusted his mood to a calm state as quickly as possible.

At the same time, he was also extremely surprised: "The inspiration of these people is really terrible. I just showed a little bit of malice, and they clearly sensed it."

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Ho ho ho... Weird breathing sounds kept coming from the mouths of the corpse puppets of the Devouring Heaven Clan. The Holy Son of the Corpse Refining Sect pinched his fingers and recited a curse, and the mantras on the corpse puppets all shone brightly.

"Magic weaponry!"

The Holy Son of the Corpse Refining Sect once again used the technique in the "Nine Yin Corpse Refining Technique" to make the corpse puppets of the Devouring Heaven clan become ferocious again.

The next moment.

The corpse puppet of the Swallowing Heaven tribe roared suddenly, and his whole body turned into a black lightning and rushed straight towards Huang Qingyun.

The speed was so fast that it was like a sharp arrow piercing the void. The devouring power spread out along the way, causing the space to crack open inch by inch.

When Huang Qingyun saw this, he did not retreat. He gathered all his strength in the palm of his hand and faced the corpses of the Devouring Heaven Clan head-on.

A loud rumble came.

Fist to fist, the bursting force instantly shattered the surrounding space.

But after this confrontation only lasted a few seconds, the power emanating from Huang Qingyun mysteriously disappeared.

As the power in Huang Qingyun's body disappeared, the power in the corpse puppet of the Swallowing Heaven clan increased rapidly.

Huang Qingyun immediately punched and retreated, while the corpse puppets of the Tiantian Clan took advantage of the victory and pursued it, punching Huang Qingyun continuously to make him retreat!

After a few punches, Huang Qingyun showed his defeat.

She quickly punched out, used the force to retreat backwards, landed a hundred meters away, and stabilized her body.

But at this moment, she was already a little embarrassed, her face was pale, there was blood at the corner of her mouth, and there was a look of fear in her eyes.

"Do you want to continue?"

A voice suddenly came from Huang Qingyun's heart: "With your current cultivation and strength, you cannot be the opponent of the corpse puppet of the Devouring Heaven Clan."

"Give me your control and I'll deal with it."

Huang Qingyun was obviously hesitant and frowned deeply.

"Don't worry, since we have reached an agreement, I won't do anything too extreme."

"Give control to me temporarily. After I defeat it, it will naturally recede!"

"Otherwise, you will definitely be defeated today!"

Huang Qingyun's frowned brows gradually relaxed, and his tense body gradually relaxed.

The solemnity and indifference on his face gradually dissipated, and his whole person showed a calm posture.

"good."

Huang Qingyun just answered lightly.

Immediately, she closed her eyes.

The Holy Son of the Corpse Refining Sect suddenly sensed something, and a look of horror appeared on his rigid face. He hurriedly controlled the corpse puppet and rushed towards Huang Qingyun.

However, this is still a step too late.

When the corpse puppets of the Tuntian Clan rushed in front of Huang Qingyun and roared, they punched Huang Qingyun in the face.

Huang Qingyun's closed eyes suddenly opened, and the left side of her red lips turned up slightly, revealing a teasing and contemptuous smile.

"Are you good at fighting?"

At this moment, Huang Qingyun suddenly clenched his fist, punched again and collided with the corpse of the Devouring Heaven Clan.

But the situation at this moment is completely different.

The moment the two fists collided, the corpse puppet of the Tiantian Clan was like a kite with a broken string. It was blown away by a punch, smashed into space, and fell into the void.

Those with great magical powers in the void quickly sent the corpse puppets out, and then sealed the space.

The corpse puppet of the Devouring Heaven Clan was obviously a little confused. After being thrown out of the void by the great supernatural power user, he shook his head like a "human".

At this moment, Huang Qingyun strode forward, and with every step she took, the aura on her body rose.

After walking out for dozens of steps, her aura rose to the extreme, as if she had become the master of this world!

"Don't say you're dead, even if you're still alive, I'm not afraid of you Devouring Heaven Clan!"

Huang Qingyun stared at the corpses of the Tiantian tribe below with disdain, and then sighed: "Hey, the once all-powerful Tiantian tribe ended up like this. It's really ridiculous."

"Forget it, I will give you reincarnation today!"
Chapter completed!